Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Tianluo glanced over there, then sneered and said, "They really don't give up, and they're hugging together."

Mu Yu's cold voice suddenly came from behind and said: "If you attack us, you will make an example."

"Cough cough cough." Fan Tianluo was frightened, and Mo Xingchen next to him groaned (forbidden words) but nodded, "I think they didn't act kindly this time, if it's really too much, we don't have to polite."

Sima Huangyu said in a low voice: "With a mentor around, it's not easy to do it, right? Besides, if we kill someone, I'm afraid the consequences will be serious."

Mo Xingchen rubbed his chin, and said with a sinister smile: "There are too many unexpected things these years."

Fan Tianluo frowned and said: "Let's not be impulsive, we will do everything according to circumstances." Everyone looked at her serious face and nodded.

The winged horse quickly flew into the endless Tianjing Mountains, until it reached the outer area in the northeast, because after all, it was mainly about the students' experience, and if they encountered high-level monsters, it would be a big trouble and a big loss.

Everyone walked off the winged horse under the guidance of the instructors of each team. The instructor of Fanmen was a five-star Wuwang female instructor. Everyone called her Instructor Qu. She was a woman who looked about forty, with a cold and serious face. .

"Attention all students, the ten-day training is about to start. I hope everyone has a team spirit and helps each other. However, the most important thing is safety. Don't be brave in front of monsters. If you lose the enemy, you have to run away quickly. It's not shameful. Every school If there is any death in the group, the school group will be disbanded! There will be no reward!" Instructor Su said very sternly, "Okay, our instructor will wait for you on this hillside, if something happens to crush the jade cards in your hands, we will I will arrive as soon as possible. There is a canyon in front of me, where there is a wide and big stream, and the monsters nearby like to go there to drink water. I wish everyone good luck, well, everyone can start, I hope everyone The team came back full."

Fan Tianluo and Mo Xingchen glanced at each other. They both seemed to be thinking about the same problem, but neither of them spoke, but their expressions were a little weird.

Ten teams left one after another and entered the dense forest, with the 20 people from Fanmen walking at the end.

"Hong Men and Gui Men walked really slowly, as if they were waiting for us." Sima Huangyu followed Fan Tianluo, but kept monitoring the other two teams.

Fan Tianluo looked ahead and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, today is only the first day."

Sima Huangyu squinted and said: "It seems that they really didn't have good intentions, I really want to see what they want to do!?"

"Hey, Yanmen is coming this way." Jin Ya walked over and said.

Fan Tianluo turned her head to look not far away, and she saw Bai Yifeng, who happened to look over and waved to her.

"This man's ghost is still lingering!" Mo Xingchen suddenly snorted coldly.

Fan Tianluo said with a black hair: "Why are you talking, senior Bai probably saw that Hongmen and Guimen were walking slowly, and he was afraid that it would be bad for us, so he also wanted to help us."

"Hmph, do you have such a good relationship with him?" Mo Xingchen's words immediately attracted the gazes of Mu Yu and Sima Huangyu, and all three pairs of eyes looked at Fantianluo.

The corner of Fan Tianluo's mouth twitched and said: "Multiple friends are better than many enemies. Let's go, let's finish the task first. Everyone, keep your eyes open. There may be herbs at any time." After speaking, she smiled and walked forward.

Mo Xingchen turned his head and frowned at Sima Huangyu and asked, "Who is this Bai Yifeng?"

The corner of Sima Huangyu's mouth twitched and said: "How do I know! But he seems to be very kind to Xiaoluo, so he doesn't like my Xiaoluo, right?" Sima Huangyu looked a little unhappy.

"Your little Luo?" Mo Xingchen paused, his handsome face darkened, and his voice became cold.