Feng Chenglin felt bad in his heart: "Brother, you are not cowardly, it is human nature... As the saying goes, who is not afraid of death? I am also afraid of death..."

"No...we are different! Different... Liao Ao smiled self-deprecatingly and shook his head: "I am not afraid of life and death on the surface, but I am afraid of death from the bottom of my bones... Otherwise, I would not have avoided the Lord of God like this, for fear that one day it will fall into his hands!"

His eyes gradually became blurred and his voice became lowered.

"But when death really comes, I suddenly realize that... this death is really nothing! It's just a process of a little bit of fear and despair. When the time comes, you fall asleep in a daze, and everything will no longer exist!"

Looking at his appearance, he was about to die, Feng Chenglin quickly called out: "Hey, you are not..."

"Fatty!" Ling Luoyu waved his hand lightly, called him to get up, and pointed his head at Zhao Sheng: "Look at how that guy is doing?"

Zhao Sheng penetrated through it, and it felt heart-wrenching and could not move.

Seeing Feng Chenglin coming, he quickly stood up and crawled behind him: "Misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding...I...I'm afraid that Liao Ao will run away, so I took action, but I didn't expect that I would hurt you..."

"Injuring me? Haha..." Feng Chenglin shook his head and walked forward with big strides: "Do you think I am a fool or a blind man? Your move was obviously coming to me, but Liao Ao blocked me... Otherwise, even if I am not dead now, I would probably be incomplete and half-dead, right?"

"no……"

"No? Then why don't you try it!"

Feng Chenglin suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Zhao Sheng's arm, turned him over, and pulled out a nearly transparent flying knife from his lower back.

The material of the flying knife is unclear, it looks like crystal, crystal clear.

It's just crystal clear, but there is a faint green glow and a faint fishy smell.

But under the impact of his butterfly clothing, he was still intact and was definitely not a common thing.

"You kid, I don't care if my butterfly clothes hit this thing? I see your actions of taking it back..."

Although Zhao Sheng is still alive now, he seems to be pitiful and will die if he doesn't get up in one breath, but when he and Ling Luoyu care about Liao Ao, he is still quickly receiving the flying knife to himself.

"Three Young Master!"

Feng Chenglin used a simultaneous step to wrap the flying knife and threw it to Ling Luoyu.

"It's poisonous, be careful!"

Zhao Sheng's eyes moved with the flying knife, and his eyes were a little complicated in an instant.

Feng Chenglin took a step and blocked his sight: "I know what you think...but if the things are in the hands of our third young master, you don't want to come back! Just..."

He smiled and he squatted down beside Zhao Sheng.

"To be honest, if you didn't do it just now, we will go back to our own houses and find our mothers! I'm sorry, you are too greedy and selfish, so you want to take Liao Ao down and attack us... How about now? You can't steal chickens and lose rice, and you will shoot yourself in the foot, right?"

Zhao Sheng sat up with difficulty, looking depressed: "This... brother, it's really a misunderstanding! I really didn't want to attack you just now...you guys!"
Chapter completed!