As night fell, the members of the ChiYan team were making final adjustments.

Shen Yanxiao squatted in the room, absorbed the core of the hell with calmness.

The Dragon God sat by, with his legs cocked, and ate the snacks extorted from Taotie. He wanted to open his mouth and say something from time to time, but he was swallowed by some god with warning eyes.

Do you want to be so ferocious? He just wants to talk about something? It won't disturb Shen Yanxiao's cultivation. Does someone want to be so severe.

The Dragon God who wants to protest can't fight some tyrant, so he can only rub his own rules into his arms.

"It has a strange smell." The dragon god suddenly frowned.

Hugh took a look at him.

The Dragon God immediately shrunk his neck.

Shen Yanxiao's door was knocked at this time, and the rapid knock disturbed her from the cultivation. She opened her eyes, looked at several people in the room, and stood up to open the door.

In recent days, the ChiYan team often came to her room to report the results of the war, but every time they did not find Xiuhe and the Dragon God sitting in the room. The jiejie of Xiuhe completely blocked the sight of these dead teenagers. Shen Yanxiao didn't think about it, and went straight to open the door.

But when the door was opened, Shen Yanxiao was stunned.

The handsome young man with a formal face stood outside the room, his face cramped and his luxurious clothes totally out of tune.

"Prince Ming night?" Shen Yanxiao raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the night of surprise.

Shen Yanxiao has never seen MINGYE since he ran into her in the hotel that day. What is he doing here?

Is it really because the body of dark night is affected by her power?

Xius conjecture came to Shen Yanxiao's mind.

Looking at Shen Yanxiao in the dark night, his handsome features with a trace of rigidity, visiting a girl's room in the middle of the night, which was a very abrupt thing.

"Your name is Yan Di?" Ming night calms the tangled heart for a while, and looks at Shen Yanxiao with a gentle smile on his face.

"Yes." Shen Yanxiao nodded.

"Will you go to the match tomorrow?" Ming night asked.

"What?"

Ming night cleared his throat and said: "I heard that your students have also participated in the trial, and they have entered the top eight. Tomorrow they will have the final. It seems that you didn't go to see their competition before. Tomorrow Because it's the top eight, my father will go, you Do you want to go? "

Dark night's voice is very soft, but the voice line is a little tight.

Shen Yanxiao frowns and looks at MINGYE. He doesn't understand at all. The prince of MINGYE came to him in the middle of the night to ask if she would go to see his students' competition tomorrow? How can this logic sound so weird?

And

Is the father of the night the ancestor of the dead?

What does the ancestor of the dead have to do with her going to the game?

Shen Yanxiao couldn't understand what the Prince wanted to express.

In the room, Xiu leaned against the wall which was only an arm away from Shen Yanxiao, and there was no difference in his calm expression.

It was the Dragon God sitting opposite to Xiu. He had a thief like expression. He looked at the dark night outside the door, and at Xiu's calm face. He wanted to talk and stop.

Something's wrong! This situation is not right!

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