Chapter 7705

Really dead!!

Dare to be a demon under their eyes!

This guy is either too lucky or not open-minded.

The moment the door opened, a dark figure suddenly jumped at him.

Feng Chenglin reacted quickly. No matter who the other party was, he punched out and hit the other party on the shoulder.

With a bang, the shadow was beaten away by him and fell over in the yard without moving.

"Dead fat man, what do you do?" Ling Luoyu's voice came from the main room: "show mercy, at least it's a life!"

"Don't worry, I know!" Feng Chenglin shook his wrist and walked out: "if I want his life, the animal power will explode ten percent. One punch will ensure that his head will blossom and his bones will break..."

However, the thief was really unbearable. He just used a little animal power. Even if he didn't have Chengdu, the guy lay on the ground and didn't move.

"Hey, almost. I don't know. I thought I'd kill you with a fist!" Feng Chenglin snapped his fingers impatiently, frowned and stood beside the shadow: "if you want to blackmail my money, I'll be rude to you!"

The shadow lay there, his hair covering his face, still motionless.

Vaguely, fengchenglin smelled the smell of blood.

"Hey, you guy, you play a lot. Did you vomit blood?"

As Feng Chenglin said, he pulled over the shadow's shoulder and turned over.

Next second

"Ah..."

In the silent night, the screams of the windy forest were very harsh.

"Three less, three less, three less..."

Later, his tone had changed.

Become panicked and helpless.

When Ling Luoyu rushed out of the room, Feng Chenglin was stamping his feet in place.

Like a frightened child, at a loss.

Seeing her, he quickly pointed to the dark shadow and looked flustered: "three little, three little..."

Ling Luoyu's heart suddenly sank.

The light was dim at night, but the face of the shadow was clearly visible.

"Ink... Xuanchen!?"

The person lying on the ground is Moxuan dust?!!

Feng Chenglin was too anxious: "you, look at him, he, his whole body is hurt, I, I dare not move, I dare not touch him..."

Mo xuanchen's whole body was cut by blades, on his cheeks, on the back of his hands, on his body

Dense, all finger long wounds.

Ling Luoyu didn't know how she ran past. When she returned to consciousness, her hands were pressing the wrist pulse of Mo xuanchen.

Feng Chenglin looked at her nervously: "how, how?"

"OK..."

Feng Chenglin was relieved. He quickly bent down and picked up the black dust, rushed back to the room and lit all the lights.

Although there are many wounds on Mo xuanchen's body, none of them hurt muscles and bones, which is not fatal.

"Well, why is he like this? He seems to be in a coma?"

"He's exhausted!"

"... exhaustion? The exhaustion of strength?" Feng Chenglin incredibly opened his mouth, looked at Mo xuanchen, and then looked at Ling Luoyu: "San Shao, are you sure?"

Who is he?

He is mo xuanchen!!

This is an existence comparable to God.

When he's exhausted?!

Ling Luoyu shook his head: "he has no major damage to his whole body. It's like he has exhausted his strength and entered deep sleep to protect himself and repair himself..."

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