Whether Feng Chenglin blinks his eyes or not, the fisherman doesn't know.
But Ling Luoyu's chattering words were all in his ears.
Thinking of the kind of torture she said, life is not like death.
"Fish girl, are you ok?" With a crooked head, Ling Luoyu looked at the fisherman with a smile: "I'm talking to my brother. It's nothing to do with you. Please continue..."
Continue?
How to continue the m-m-p -
in the heart of a fisherman?
You are there to discuss her death. Do you want her to continue?
It's just inhuman!!
However, in order to survive -
she really has to continue!
What's more, it has to go on pretending nothing happened.
A good continuation!!
Calm down, she tried to keep her hands calm and not to shake too much.
Fortunately, Ling Luoyu did not continue to beat her, but turned back to the seat, still a pair of leisurely expression, waiting for the final result.
-- beating and warning must be stopped when it is enough.
Otherwise, it will break the fishing woman's thread.
In case of real collapse, it will only do harm to the wind forest, not good.
After an hour --
"OK..."
Finally, the fisherman stopped her hands and lay down on her back with a pale face.
Two driving Gu in a row, so that she was physically exhausted, coupled with the pain of the body, the whole person was close to the edge of collapse.