"Brother Feng, what's wrong with me? Who hurts me!?"

The second child looked desperate and rubbed the wound.

"Why am I so unlucky... I'm always being stabbed..."

"Uh...you don't remember?"

“…”

The second child shook his head in a daze, his eyes flashing.

"I...I just remember it hurts a little..."

But he was completely out of the details.

"Brother Feng, you can't kill me..."

Feng Chenglin rolled his eyes: "What do you think?!"

If he was going to do it, how could he be stupid and left half of his life?!

Besides, now is not the time to say that this is a good time?!

Squinting his eyes, he gave a few winks at his dick, signaling him to look in the direction of Ling Luoyu.

"What?!"

At this time, the second child realized that he seemed to see someone fighting just now.

The moment he turned his head, his already decayed body, as if he was injected with chicken blood, jumped up "rubbing" and looked at Fang Xiangzi in extreme horror.

"What's wrong?!"

Feng Chenglin saw the unusualness from his reaction, but he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a disaster.

"You...you know that Fang Xiangzi!?"

The second son looked so angry that he turned his head with a bitter look: "What do you think?!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What's wrong with him?!

Looking at Feng Chenglin's expression, the second child became more and more desperate: "My God, you...you aren't going to tell me...you don't know?"

He suddenly looked at Ling Luoyu, and he looked even more desperate.

"So... she doesn't know either?! That's right... If you know, you won't fight him..."

Feng Chenglin noticed the seriousness of the matter, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed the second child's collar and carried it in front of him: "Who is that Fang Xiangzi?!"

"The silver-robed killer in our Killer Pavilion..."

“…Silver robe…”

Feng Chenglin glanced at Fang Xiangzi's clothes and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"It's his...clothes?!"

He thought that this guy had a special hobby, so he wore his clothes so indifferently.

But unexpectedly, it turned out to be a symbol of identity!

The second brother was speechless and desperate: "You...you didn't even know that it was the silver robe of our Killer Pavilion..."

Everyone in the world probably knows such distinctive clothes, but these two people don’t know?!

"I said... Brother Feng, even if you are a country bumpkin entering the city, you should have heard about some silver-robed killers!?"

Feng Chenglin was a little sad, but when the second son said it, he felt unhappy: "What do you mean?! The silver robe killer is amazing?!"

The silver-robed killer, haven’t he been able to kill Ling Luoyu at the moment?!

"Second, I tell you, our third young master doesn't want to join your Killer Pavilion, otherwise she doesn't want to sit in the position of a golden robe killer..."

Second brother →_→

If you don’t brag, can you die?!

When is it now? You still have the heart to promote it here.

"That... Brother Feng, I said... let's go?"

Although he didn't know what happened between Ling Luoyu and Fang Xiangzi, based on his understanding of Fang Xiangzi, the longer he stayed here, the less beneficial it was.

Moreover, Ling Luoyu and Fang Xiangzi seem to be in a stalemate now. If they wait any longer, they may break down. At that time, if Fang Xiangzi knows that he and Ling Luoyu and others are mixed together, they may even kill him.
Chapter completed!