Look at the momentum, there is a great momentum that general Liao Ao was scattered on the spot.

"Fatty..." Ling Luoyu avoided his sight.

Didn't you notice there were still ladies on the scene?

You still have to have the gentlemanly demeanor you should have!

Feng Chenglin actually didn't really want to steal Liao Ao, but he just created momentum.

Now that he heard Ling Luoyu's scolding, he let go: "Liao Ao, we are not interested in your business, but because we have met once and have a good time together, we will help you with this, but now it seems that you are not a honest person, like this..."

He stepped forward, raised his head and raised his chest.

"That person surnamed Zhao, we promise you what you said... Liao Ao will do whatever you want, but the premise is that we have to release us!"

"No problem!" Zhao Sheng agreed very readily.

Liao Ao stopped doing it, quickly grabbed Feng Chenglin's sleeve and lowered his voice: "I can't go back! If the Lord of God knows me... I will have no way to live!"

"Is there any relationship between us if there is no way to live?" Feng Chenglin glanced at the caught clothes and curled his lips disdainfully: "You said you, you are full of words and you have no truth. If you pretend to be pitiful and sympathetic, it is useless!"

"No..." Liao Ao's mouth twitched, and he subconsciously looked towards Zhao Sheng, as if he was going to say something, but he couldn't say it.

Feng Chenglin and Ling Luoyu looked at each other quietly—

This guy is at this point and is still hiding and not speaking!

It seems that it is not the moment of life and death that has been forced to reach Liangshan!

Oh well--

Feng Chenglin knew how to withdraw his gaze, turned his hand around, grabbed Liao Ao's shoulder, and waved to Zhao Sheng.

"If you are surnamed Zhao, don't talk nonsense, the person is here. According to the agreement, we will fight with each other and release the other..."

"No..." Liao Ao hurriedly grabbed his sleeve and refused to let go: "You can't hand me over. If I fall into the hands of the Lord of God, he... he will definitely be more wings. At that time, you will be more passive..."

A thin light faded from Ling Luoyu's eyes: "How is it between you and the Lord of God? What does it have to do with us?"

"That's right, why are you still talking about being passive or not?" Feng Chenglin also laughed calmly: "We have no evil relationship with the Lord of God, right?"

"I know, you are people from the side of the Lord of God... Then if I fall into the Lord of God, you..."

"Who said we are against the Lord of God? We are the Lord of God!" Feng Chenglin suddenly waved his arm and looked serious: "Lord of God is our king, our king, our god..."

Everyone: "..."

This slogan is shouted, and even ghosts don’t believe it!

"Brother, I...I really..."

Liao Ao's anxious eyes were panicked, and he looked in the direction of Zhao Sheng from time to time.

Over there, Zhao Sheng had already come over—

He wanted to control Liao Ao in his hands before he said the secret nervously.

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes and added another knife: "Fatty, send the person over... We don't need to jump around between the Lord of God and those who are anti-Lord!"

"That's what I mean!" Feng Chenglin ignored Liao Ao's resistance and pulled him forward vigorously.

Seeing Zhao Sheng getting closer, Liao Ao shouted in a collapse: "The Lord of God wants to use me to control those puppets... If I get into his hands, I will become the puppet king in his hands!"
Chapter completed!