Chapter 1911: Please call me a tutor (5)

Nangong Mengmeng’s life is against Shen Yanxiao. One is because she worships Shen Yanxiao in her heart, and the other is because Shen Siyu’s jealousy, two together, she is one of the most loyal little followers around Shen Yanxiao. Where will the words of Shen Yanxiao be regarded as the wind?
However, Shen Yanxiao is now facing a group of high-spirited teenagers who do not put her in the eyes. It is impossible to treat the gentle attitude of Nangong Mengmeng, so she came directly to the extreme. In a stormy way, this group of bear children who have not had time to rebel have been suppressed.
Want to chaos in front of the demon lord, it is basically to find death.
Shen Yanxiao now has no confidence in dealing with the elite purebred undead of Kyle, but against such a group of bear children, it is a standard.
Shen Yanxiao’s first task for this group of bear children is to squat!
A large wave of boys and girls, who stood in a rigid posture according to the instructions of Shen Yanxiao, was still decent in the beginning, but not long after, several teenagers began to swing.
Shen Yanxiao walked to the hot-blooded teenager who was flying by her, and poked his foot to poke his waist.
"Oh..." The boy made a low cry.
"Don't you die?" Shen Yanxiao asked.
"No……"
"Give me up if you don't die."
The boy who had just been violently hurriedly climbed up and looked at Shen Yanxiao with a look of food.
It’s so shameful that such a big man is being shot by a small one. The teenager's face is thicker and he doesn't dare to make a fuss with Shen Yanxiao.
"What is your name?" Shen Yanxiao asked him.
"Warfield." The boy answered honestly.
"Go and call it, then the two of you will find me fifty-five pots." Shen Yanxiao counted the number of students, and told him.
"Yes." The battlefield honestly responded with a sigh of relief. He turned his head and shouted another hapless egg lying on the ground. Two brothers and sisters ran to the basin under Shen Yanxiao’s arrogance.
After a while, the two bear children took the pot over, Shen Yanxiao took out the fire oil from the Nayong ring, and poured it into the pot. The fire died a little. The fiery basin with a small flame burning in the fifteen pots appeared in the show. In the field.
A group of teenagers looked at the small braziers with trepidation, and an ominous premonition soared in their hearts.
"One person, one." Shen Yanxiao said.
"..."
Soon, every teenager's buttocks had a brazier underneath. Shen Yanxiao controlled the size of the flames very well and would not burn them.
Of course, the premise is that they are not lazy...
"One hour, if you can't do it, just wait for the fire to burn your ass." Shen Yanxiao dropped a sentence that made them heartbreak, and then he found a stool and sat down.
For a time, all the undead teenagers were sadly reminded to the extreme. They were the first time to walk, and they stood firm, but they were slightly squatted, and they immediately burned to the by the fiery flame. The high temperature of the flame forced They have to maintain this attitude.
Just when some teenagers want to move their feet and look for a chance to take a break, they find that they are sitting in the hands of Shen Yanxiao opposite them. I don’t know when there is a dark long whip...
Snapped!
The black long whip slammed into the air, like a spring thunder, blasting in their ears.
"Let's practice." Shen Yan Xiaopi smiled and stared at them without smile.