Zhou Yan's hands were trembling slightly.

"Are you really sure...we won't help?"

Right and wrong, success and failure, are fleeting.

If you don’t take action now, when you want to take action, the overall situation will be decided!

"...Don't worry, we can't use it!"

help?

That's for sure!

But they can't take action.

Ling Luoyu can handle it alone.

He patted Zhou Yan on the back and pulled him down and sat down: "Let's just adjust your breath first and heal yourself, otherwise you will lose the energy when you run away after a while!"

Zhou Yan: “…”

Intuition, Ding Temple was actually calm with Feng Chenglin.

Could it be that he also concluded that there would be no accident in Feng Chenglin?

Over there, the duel between Feng Chenglin and the Fisherman has given the answer.

Butterfly's lethality exceeded the fishing lady's expectations—

When she saw the blue light, she was disdainful.

It was a very calm and gentle breeze to the fingertips.

She wanted to bounce the Butterfly's elf away and then take down Feng Chenglin.

Unexpectedly, the blue light that looked very inconspicuous actually passed through her pressure.

When she noticed that her breath was broken, she instinctively helped herself backwards.

Unfortunately, the trend of Butterfly's clothing is too fast.

When she returns withdrew—

"puff!"

Butterfly's clothes penetrated her shoulder blades.

Blood spewed out.

"call!"

Butterfly Yi turned around in the air, turned back, and circled beside Feng Chenglin.

The fisherman was injured and her pressure was broken invisibly, so she had to turn around and save herself.

Blood fell down her fingers.

Drops to the ground.

"I didn't expect... you really have some tricks, no wonder you dare to challenge me!!"

The fisherman flipped his fingers and stopped the wound from bleeding.

Looking at the inconspicuous blue light, after knocking her into a piercing injury, the wound on her back was torn.

In other words, from the front, she had a wound like a needle tip on her chest, which was not worth mentioning.

But what about her back?

The pupils of Li Village Master shrank significantly—

How did this be done?

From his perspective, there was a small hole the size of a finger on the back of the fisherman.

Even though she stopped the bleeding herself, the torn wound was really rolling in flesh and blood.

The fishing woman did not say anything about her, which means that the wound was unbearable for her.

"Dad?" Li Hai quietly approached and lowered his voice: "Looking at this, the fishing woman is afraid she won't make any money!"

"We... want to take action?" Li Zigui was also moved.

The fishing woman is in the same group as them.

She was injured and did not make any profit, and their Lijiazhai also had to bear relative responsibilities.

The leader of the village frowned and did not speak.

"Grandpa, dad, fourth uncle, I think it's better to be more stable!" Li Zhengfeng stumbled.

"...what does it mean?" Li Hai's eyes were unhappy: "Are you scared?"

"It's not that you're afraid, but that you're worried..."

"What are you worried about? Can you still make you do it with your father and fourth uncle?"

"This is not a matter of not taking action or not. What I worry about is what happened next!"

"What's next?"

"...you never thought that if...the fisherman loses..."

Later, Li Zhengfeng just showed his eyes, but did not say it.

That's obvious:

Fisherman, the chances of winning are not great!!

The three Li family looked at each other in an instant—

This is exactly what they muttered in their hearts but did not face it head-on.

"She... is the person from the God Palace, and is the messenger of the God Palace!"
Chapter completed!