"Seven...old fish?"

Feng Chenglin's heart is full of capitals!

Look at this meaning, it means to include him as the eighth one!

Damn it!

People have the luck of love, and so do he!

Is this a bad luck in love?

All the lucky ones are much luckier than this one!

The fisherman's eyes circulated, looked him up and down for a few times, and smiled brightly: "If you don't like the name Lao Yu, you can choose one by yourself, just call it... Xiao Ba, okay?"

“…”

Xiao Ba!?

It sounds like she is calling Little Turba.

Not finished yet-

"But, if you call Xiaoba, I will change your name with you... Why not just call Ba Po! Xiaoba, Ba Po, does it mean a pair?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Baba?

Why does this name sound so familiar?

It seems, where have you seen it?

Thinking about it—

"Baopo?!"

Thinking about it, the name Ba Po in the anecdotes of hometown that Ling Luoyu said was mentioned.

If he remembers correctly, the word "bama" is actually a curse!

This fisherman is really - owing a scolding!?

"That... As the saying goes, this is the most difficult thing to absorb the kindness of a beauty. I will have no blessing in my old days!"

Feng Chenglin stood up, let out a deep breath and waved his hand.

"bring it on!"

Zhou Yan and Dingmiao also had a chance to breathe and slowly stood up.

Feng Chenglin raised his hands: "I'll do it myself!"

Zhou Yan and Dingmiao's eyes changed -

This guy is crazy?

Just now, the three of them joined forces and were no match for the Fisherman.

Now, he actually wants only one person?

"No! You have to live together, die together... die together!!"

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and walked quickly towards Feng Chenglin.

"Wait a minute!" Dingmiao stopped him and lowered his voice: "Look, let's talk about it!"

"Look?" Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly changed: "Look again, he will die!"

"He can't die!" Dingmiao looked at the ruins: "As long as she is not dead, he can't die!"

"Who? Miss Ling?" Zhou Yan stopped and looked at him thoughtfully: "Do you... do you know what I don't know?"

Dingmiao didn't talk much nonsense to him, grabbed his arm and walked to one side.

And his eyes were always looking at Feng Chenglin.

As long as he gives a look, he will immediately go over and help.

But, as expected, Feng Chenglin did not have any change in his expression.

——It seems that he guessed right.

If Feng Chenglin dares to be so arrogant, he must have Ling Luoyu supported him behind his back!

At this time, she was probably hiding in the chaotic secluded realm, waiting to join in the fun.

Feng Chenglin straightened his back and his eyes became more crazy: "Fisherman, as the saying goes, the winner is the one who laughs to the end. We have not had a formal fight yet, so don't be too happy too early!"

"Haha..." The fisherman laughed: "It's okay if you don't know how to live or die, but you dare to die! Since that's the case, I will fulfill your wishes!!"

Amid the violent laughter, the pressure rose again.

Feng Chenglin also sat down to deal with it in an instant, and the butterfly's clothes flashed with blue light and broke out of the air.

"Get started!"

Zhou Yan nervously grabbed Dingmiao's sleeve.

"One prospers and both prosper, and one loses! If he had something to do, we were both weak and we would have no chance of winning!!"

Three people share the same hatred of the enemy.

Perhaps, after fighting to the death, there is still a glimmer of hope!

if--

"If something happens to him or lose, we will not even have the last chance to breathe!"
Chapter completed!