Chapter 2038

"So?" Shen Yanxiao is still a "I don't understand what you want to express" expression.

Taotie swallows his saliva. His master usually doesn't like this. What's his tact? He says so clearly. How can she not understand it!

The language ability obviously can't match the gluttonous appetite of Zhuque, a careful liver is almost tangled into numbness.

"In case, they can't stand it..." Taotie points to the young man kneeling in the field. He is afraid that the members of the red inflammation team will react like this.

Shen Yanxiao looks at Taotie with his eyebrows raised.

"Do you think I am a kind person?"

He was stunned.

Shen Yanxiao is kind?

These words will be heard by those people in the bright land, and they will definitely laugh to death. There are countless enemies who died under her hands. She never let go of those who dare to attack her.

Jair will report her.

Shen Yanxiao may have a kind side, but it depends on who he is.

Taotie's expression is so tangled that he can't follow Shen Yanxiao. You are not kind at all. You don't know how despicable you are in other people's mind.

It's estimated that with that, his ass will be smashed.

Shen Yanxiao looked at Taotie's constipated face and said with a wry smile, "my students are not so benevolent. If they don't have the psychological endurance, they won't be my students."

A little dazed by the gluttony.

During the conversation, the competition has continued. The fierce battle has cornered the students on the field. They have to give up their conscience and treat their opponents as dead.

The pure undead of death cannot be resurrected. The only thing that cannot be resurrected is the undead itself.

With the increasing number of deaths, not only the players on the field have a heavy psychological burden, but also the members of other teams who are not on the field can hardly see the extreme expression.

In a short time, it will be their turn to play. They will face such a fierce battle.

No matter win or lose, there will be certain casualties in both sides.

This is inevitable, and none of them knows whether their companions and themselves will die in this battle.

The teams waiting for the next competition are all concentrated in one place, one by one looks worse than vegetables.

Even the Royal College, which has always boasted of being superior, is a dish.

Only one team, after seeing such a bloody battle, is still calm. Many students are still together, muttering and laughing and watching the teams of other colleges.

"Where are they? Why not be nervous at all? " A college student asked, with a pale face, pointing to a group of calm and appalling teenagers.

His companion's face was not good, his mouth was dry and cracked. After a glance, he hesitated and said, "yes It's the team of Ming fire college. "

"What are they, like nobody? If I remember correctly, they are going to compete next time. Is the school of the dead

"College of the dead? You mean that... " The young man said, looking at the other side of the team, where a group of depressed young people stood there without expression.

The students of the dead soul college look a little better, but they can still see their inner tension.

"I heard that the school of the dead will die in its daily training. Should they be used to it?"

"Yes, they should be the most adaptable to this kind of fight."