"Yes, but I'm curious about one thing. Why did you do something to me? Is there any misunderstanding?" Although he knew that the other side knew his master, Shen Yifeng was surprised. When did he offend such a strong man? If he didn't know his master, he would be planted here today.

Shen Yanxiao glanced at Shen Yifeng and said with a sneer, "it's not up to your younger generation to ask more about it. Even if you want to say it, you have no qualification to ask."

Shen Yifeng's face turned white and his body trembled slightly. He immediately rescued him and said, "it's my failure. Please forgive me."

In front of the second turn of occupation, before the second turn of occupation, Shen Yifeng was a little afraid.

Shen Yanxiao is laughing in his heart. Seeing Shen Yifeng as obedient as a turtle son, he feels really cool.

How about the big swordsman? Intelligence is not enough.

A big swordsman was scolded by a senior professional like a dog. Didn't he dare not even return his mouth?

"Hum." Shen Yanxiao sneers, and Shen Yifeng immediately shakes three times.

The wood is like a frightened quail.

If Shen Yifeng knew that he was only a senior professional, he was afraid that he would spit blood directly.

With the strength of Shen Yanxiao's three Department cultivation, it will take a lot of effort to fight with the current Shen Yifeng, although it is not uncertain. However, the fool was afraid after seeing Shen Yanxiao. Let alone fight, he dared not even speak loudly.

It can only be said that the role of the moonlight necklace is really fierce. There are few such rare artifacts in the whole bright continent. Shen Yifeng naturally can't know the existence of such things.

"Today, in your master's face, I'll spare you one time. But there are some things I'd like to explain to you. If you don't look long enough to offend people who shouldn't, not every time you have a chance to report your master's name." The supercilious person is the one with high temperament and arrogance. Shen Yanxiao perfectly interprets what is called a real niucha.

Shen Yifeng nodded obediently and looked at Shen Yanxiao with a trace of gratitude.

"Come here." Shen Yanxiao beckons to Shen Yifeng and sees a flash of evil light passing by.

Shen Yifeng has no doubt about him. He would not think of a "two turn professional" at all. He would make a secret move to him, a small swordsman, and directly walked over.

Until Shen Yifeng came to Shen Yanxiao's side, he didn't realize what a terrible mistake he had made directly.

A big swordsman, standing beside a senior warlock, is like a lamb lying on the chopping board to be slaughtered.

Shen Yanxiao's mouth made a bad and full smile. Before Shen Yi's fashion reacted, her hands quickly sealed. When Shen Yifeng looked up doubtfully, a strong sense of impact rushed to his head.

The next second, Shen Yifeng's whole person is frozen in place, his eyes are fixed on the distance.

"Idiot." Shen Yanxiao shakes his hand and puts zijue back into the ring. Although Shen Yifeng is already the strength of a big swordsman, what the fighting spirit cultivates is energy, not mental power. At this time, he is standing in the scope of Shen Yanxiao's spells. Shen Yanxiao hardly takes any effort to cast a combined spell on him.

Looking at Shen Yifeng, who has been completely controlled by his spell, Shen Yanxiao touches his chin and gives him a command. Shen Yifeng turns away with his dull eyes.