"... Isn't this... mentally ill?" Feng Chenglin sweated his head.

This is a cool shit!

Obviously it is abnormal!

Kill if you want, be more refreshing!

This is great, first it gave others a chance, and then let them die!

What is this not abnormal? !

Liao Feng looked down, "Since you have seen it through, then... but is there a way?"

Ling Luoyu smiled and stared: "You brought us here, you can't help it?"

"Yes, you took us to escape, and we ran all the way again, you...can't help it?" Feng Chenglin asked rhetorically afterwards.

Liao Feng was commanded by the army, and he was silent for a moment before gritting his teeth: "If there is a way, will I stop?"

One step ahead is full of vitality!

But this step, a good step, is vitality!

Maybe, just step into the ghost gate!

"The Zhou family has guards, and the Yan family also has...but we are on the Zhou family's territory, whether we live or die, the Yan family will not intervene, and it is not easy to intervene, but if it is on the territory of the Yan family, the Zhou family's arm No matter how long it is, it won't reach the Yan family!"

Liao Feng pointed to the front calmly.

"Did you see that big tree?"

On the secluded street, a century-old tree grows crookedly there, with its canopy stretching, blocking a lot of sight.

"Behind that big tree is the Yan family, and here is the Zhou family... In other words, we need to run to the tree in the shortest possible time. Once there, we are safe... "

Feng Chenglin was speechless: "... After saying that, aren't you dead?"

From where they are to that tree, if there are people with cultivation skills, it is a leap.

But now?

This is a group of old and weak soldiers who have been trapped in their cultivation base, and are still wounded!

For these people, when it comes to that tree, it is estimated that they will all be shot before ten steps!

Liao Feng solemnly met Feng Chenglin's eyes: "We! It is us! We are dead!"

That said, as if the dead did not include him!

"Of course, unless you go back home now and don't go to Yan's house... But don't say I didn't warn you, those people murdered, it all depends on your mood, don't think you are safe when you go back!"

Liao Feng made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Maybe, you will die sooner than any of us!"

"why?"

"Why? Because you are timid and not worthy of being a slave!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

What kind of world is this so special!

Is it true that being a slave requires the spirit of a warrior! ?

"Don't quarrel..." A Liu's tears have already fallen: "What shall we do now? Can't you leave..."

Life is ahead, but it may also be a dead end.

hard to decide!

"Of course I have to go, it's just..." Ling Luoyu's eyes flashed across the crowd: "I have a way to keep...half of you safe!"

Everyone's eyes lit up when she said there was a way.

But when he heard that only half of the people could live, his expression dimmed again.

However, everyone immediately looked at each other with different eyes.

"What do you mean?" An old man trembled and looked forward: "What do you mean...half people are safe? Could it be that we people...can only live half, or that way...you can only try ?"

"Half of the people!" Feng Chenglin drew with his hand: "Old man, listen carefully, what the third master meant is that half of the people here must die!"