Nongmen's Charming Girl: The evil prince keeps chasing

Chapter 289 It's not sure who will die

Erlang and Nangong Jin stood in front of Huangfu Zhilan, and when they encountered a group of crocodiles and piranhas, they rescued them, and some people felt that they should be punished.

People are not enough to swallow elephants.

Liu Sheng and Hu Youlin glared at the group of lunatics, wanting to kick them away one by one.

"Be safe and don't be impatient!" Huangfu Zhilan stopped her aloud: "Don't let them disturb your mind, the gain outweighs the loss."

Liu Sheng and Hu Youlin stood still and clenched their fists.Nangong Jin and Erlang frowned slightly. Entering the secret realm, they became more and more incompetent. They couldn't even protect their loved ones. What's the difference between them and trash?
Feng Ruonan and Shen Yingying stomped their feet angrily, could they be bullied for life?These people have lost their minds, and as long as they can't get out of the illusion, they will never wake up.

A small phantom formation, full of ugliness, and the evil of human nature can be seen at a glance.

Huangfu Zhilan sighed softly, this girl did not intend to offend you, but why would someone want to borrow a knife to kill someone, get rid of them and quickly...

Nangong Jin clenched her fists: "Lan'er, let me come..."

"Nangong, be careful." Huangfu Zhilan nodded and glanced at the second elder.

"Ahem...the old man commanded a massacre..." The second elder Xie Yunqi felt embarrassed when he couldn't do these laborious and delicate tasks.

Eldest brother Zang Wei remained calm, second senior brother Sun Jiarui snorted softly: "It's good that I come here."

Shen Yingying looked at Sun Jiarui in surprise: "Second Senior Brother, how do you plan to solve it?"

"Of course, use violence to control violence." Before Sun Jiarui could finish his sentence, the people caught in the phantom formation rushed up and attacked Huangfu Zhilan and his party.

Sun Jiarui, look, I'm right, right?
The next second, Sun Jiarui wailed, why is it always me who gets hurt?
Reasoning with a group of lunatics who have lost their minds is like a scholar meeting a soldier...

The three girls shrugged their shoulders and stood in the circle. The young and old men fought together, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

Feng Ruonan and Shen Yingying closely guarded Huangfu Zhilan's side.

Huangfu Zhilan felt that something was wrong, and after careful inspection, she found that the eyes of the formation had changed slightly, and a bad premonition emerged in her heart.

Ma Dan, someone tricked me!

At the eye of the formation, three furtive figures looked towards Huangfu Zhilan and the others, the feng shui took turns, hehe... I didn't expect to let out a bad breath so soon.

Huangfu Zhilan suddenly raised her eyes, and glanced at the array eyes: "Princess Feng, good trick!"

"Hehe, Miss Lan, congratulations!" Feng Yunjin folded her arms and looked up, scolding coldly in her heart, a slut who can't stand on stage.

In the phantom formation, there were still some people trapped, and they almost vomited three liters of blood when they heard Feng Yunjin's words.

"Nangong!" Huangfu Zhilan snapped her fingers, and Nangong Jinfei landed beside Huangfu Zhilan.

"Let's go!" Huangfu Zhilan sneered and looked at Nangong Jin with a tacit understanding.

Huangfu Zhilan went straight to the eye of the formation, and Nangong Jin was in charge of tidying up Feng Yunjin.

Catch the thief first catch the king!
Feng Ruonan and Shen Yingying were a little slow to react, and hurried forward to help.

Erlang is protected by Liu Sheng and Hu Youlin, the scene is a bit funny.

A cold light flashed across Feng Yunjin's eyes: "Damn you!"

"Isn't it fake?" Huangfu Zhilan vowed endlessly.

Feng Yunjin was sure of winning, but when she heard Huangfu Zhilan's words, she was taken aback and looked a little uncomfortable.

How the hell did anyone know about this?
Pooh!
It's all the fault of the scumbag!
Feng Yunjin wished to cut Nangong Jin into pieces, and swung his long whip towards Nangong Jin's neck.

Huangfu Zhilan gave Nangong Jin a self-seeking look, flew to the eye of the formation, said it too late, threw twelve stones, and breathed a sigh of relief.

A wicked look flashed in Feng Yunjin's eyes: "Hehe, it's not certain who will win!"

(End of this chapter)