Princess Against the World

The sound of the waterfall was deafening, but Ling Luoyu's gentle and delicate words still clearly reached his ears.

It's not because the two of them are close, but when she speaks, she imitates the sound of the line and sends the sound accurately into everyone's ears.

Before he could come back to his senses, Feng Chenglin was already running towards this side.

And the black box is in hot pursuit: "Stop, don't run!"

At this moment, Mo Xing felt an unprecedented coldness, and subconsciously looked at Ling Luoyu, then at Mo Xuanchen, and at Feng Chenglin running over in front of him.

- Who are they? What kind of ability does it have? Why everything seems to be within their grasp.

It seems that everyone is just a puppet in their game, randomly brought up to perform a show as their mood changes.

And the time of the show is up to them!

Just when he didn't know what to say, Ling Luoyu handed over a skewer of barbecued meat.

"Want to eat?"

Mo Xing's expression was even more indescribable: "You, where did you get the barbecue?"

If he remembered correctly, there were only fish.

The fish that Mo Xuanchen caught in the river just now.

Why is there a bunch of meat in the blink of an eye?

wrong!

Not just a bunch of meat.

Mo Xing looked at Ling Luoyu's back with a strange expression: "Here, where did all this come from?"

In the blink of an eye, there was already some roasted meat and various vegetables on the stove.

Ling Luoyu smiled meaningfully: "Look at what you said, it's not like I stole this meat, don't worry, we are taking it in an open and honest way!"

She points to the black box kitchen.

"The black box is a man, not a god. He also wants to eat. What's not in his kitchen?!"

Mo Xing twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "I..."

"No need to explain, no need to explain, just eat some meat, what are you talking about? Do you want to eat?"

Ling Luoyu had already sat down, flipping the skewer.

"Damn fat man, don't worry, when you're done with your work, the meat on my side is probably almost cooked..."

Mo Xing: "…"

Feng Chenglin agreed with his mouth, but in the blink of an eye, he ran away without a shadow.

Ling Luoyu was too lazy to call him again. After leaving some roast meat, he called Mo Xuanchen to roast fish. The two of them smiled softly, their eyebrows flirting, Mo Xing felt uncomfortable, excused that he was a little thirsty, and got up to fetch water.

abruptly—

"Snapped!"

Well, the black box fell heavily in front of him, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, his face was covered in blood, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Feng Chenglin slowly fell down, clapped his hands, and looked proud.

"I told you a long time ago, don't hit too hard. If you hit too hard, I will hit back hard. That's the so-called..."

He scratched his head suddenly, frowned thoughtfully, snapped his fingers, and pointed at Ling Luoyu.

"Hey, San Shao, you told me before, what is that force, what is the meaning of what force is mutual..."

Ling Luoyu was eating the grilled fish, without raising his head: "The strength is mutual, if you slap him, all the strength you use will go back to your hand..."

"That's right, that's it, that's what I just said!"

Feng Chenglin coughed and walked towards the black box seriously.

"So, I warned you just now, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it so hard..."