Those who are close to red are red, and those who are close to ink are black!

This sentence is very good at all!!

When he was with Ling Luoyu, Feng Chenglin Du was completely indifferent to life and death. Every move was a blow that was put to death.

So at that time, he was very determined to kill and could deal with anyone he didn't have eyes.

But after leaving her for so long, Feng Chenglin suddenly realized that he had become timid and shrunk.

Every time he fought, he couldn't let go of the game and dared not use his power to the extreme at will.

Because he was afraid that he would die in the end.

When he has concerns and distracting thoughts in his heart, his move becomes weak.

Over time, this feeling was released endlessly, tying his hands and feet, and it fell to this point today.

Ling Luoyu's words were like giving Feng Chenglin a sunny road in Hongmeng, giving him a goal again.

With the goal of fighting, Feng Chenglin's attack was like a different person.

Every time he took action, he seemed to be cutting off his retreat, just attacking, regardless of staying behind.

Although the rear is lost, it will give the other party a chance to attack with a heavy blow.

But if the other party is forced to protect himself, there will be no chance of a heavy attack.

So under the attack of Feng Chenglin's back door opening, the Yan Madam could not find a chance to attack him behind him.

Seeing that the opportunity was right in front of her, she could kill the enemy with just one move, but she was worried that she would not have the chance to attack, so she couldn't help but feel even more anxious.

Ling Luoyu on one side was like a hunting beast waiting for an opportunity, ready to attack at any time and give her the most fatal blow.

If she did not take Feng Chenglin as a threat in the shortest time, then the situation just now would reverse and become a prisoner and be slaughtered will be her.

no!!

After a slight move in her heart, she yelled angrily: "What are you still standing there?! Take action..."

The girls in red retreated in an instant, the red rope in their hands suddenly broke, and all the bells flew all over the sky, and the sound of Lingling was even more sharp and harsh.

"Also play? All the rest are left..."

Feng Chenglin sneered disdainfully, and did not care about the bells falling from the sky, and still kept killing the beautiful lady with his moves.

But the beautiful lady was extremely afraid of her and then retreated, no longer receiving the tricks of Feng Chenglin.

Almost at the same time, Ling Luoyu also discovered something wrong with the beautiful lady.

She seemed to be hiding from Feng Chenglin and no longer accepting the call.

She felt a stern in her heart, and she suddenly looked at the bells all over the sky, understanding something.

"Fatty..."

Her exclamation just started, and a deafening explosion came.

The little bells in the sky exploded like countless explosive packs.

The endless waves of air flew, and the screams were instantly covered by a red mist.

The bell was blowing up, and endless red smoke quickly enveloped everything.

"Ahem..."

Feng Chenglin covered his nose with one hand and coughed so hard.

"Don't breathe, it's poisonous!"

Ling Luoyu's voice sounded in his ears.

Before he could react, the red dance in front of him suddenly disappeared, and he was fifty meters away from the red mist.

Looking at the red fog that soared not far away, Feng Chenglin was still scared.

"This woman has so many tricks... she is just one after another, and she is hard to defend!!"

"It's your own cultivation level too weak..." Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes directly and poured a basin of cold water: "And, he was fascinated by beauty!"
Chapter completed!