Chapter 2027: What is the enemy? (3)

As night falls, the members of the Red Yan team are making final adjustments.
Shen Yan Xiao Yu in the room, calmly absorbed the nucleus.
The dragon sat on the side, cocked his legs, and had a snack that was blackmailed from the cockroaches. He occasionally wanted to open his mouth to say something, and the result was swallowed by a with a warning eye. .
If you want to be so fierce, he doesn't just want to talk about anything? Will not bother to Shen Yan Xiao Xiu Lian, someone should not be so strict.
The dragon who wants to protest is not able to beat a certain overbearing grandfather, so he can only take care of his own festival.
"There is a strange smell." The dragon suddenly frowned.
He took a look at him.
The dragon immediately shrank his neck.
Shen Yanxiao's door was ringed at this time, and the rapid knocking of the door disturbed her from cultivation. She opened her eyes, looked at several people in the room, and got up and opened the door.
The Red Yan team often went to her room to report the results in the past few days, but each time they did not find the Xiu and Dragon gods sitting in the room, the enchantment of the repair completely shielded the eyes of the undead teenagers. Xiao did not make him think, go straight to open the door.
However, when the door was opened, Shen Yanxiao was stunned.
A handsome and handsome young man stood outside the door, his face with a cramped expression and a luxurious costume completely out of tune.
"The night of the emperor?" Shen Yan Xiao slightly raised his eyebrows, looked at the night of the sudden visit.
Since the encounter in the hotel that day, Shen Yanxiao has never seen the night, he will come here to find her to do?
Is it really because the body of the night is affected by her power?
The speculation of repairs emerged in Shen Yanxiao’s mind.
Looking at Shen Yanxiao in the night, the beautiful facial features with a stiff, late night visit to a girl's room, this is a very awkward thing.
"You call Yandi?" The night calmed down the tangled heart, and looked at Shen Yanxiao with a gentle smile on his face.
"Yes." Shen Yanxiao nodded.
"Will you go to the game tomorrow?" asked the night.
"what?"
The night cleared the throat and said: "I heard that your students have also participated in this trial, and they have entered the quarter-finals. They will have the finals tomorrow. You didn't seem to see them before. The game, tomorrow's words... Because it is the quarter-finals, my father will go, you... go?"
The sound of the night is very soft, but the sound line is a little tight.
Shen Yanxiao frowned and looked at the night, completely do not understand, this night of the emperor ran to find himself in the middle of the night, just to ask her to go to see their students' competition tomorrow? How does this logic sound so strange?
and……
Is the father of the night night not the ancestors of the undead?
The ancestors of the undead go to watch the game, what is the relationship with her going?
Shen Yanxiao couldn’t understand what the prince of the language had no idea at all.
In the room, repaired by the wall just a stone away from Shen Yanxiao, the quiet expression can not see any trace of the same.
Instead, sitting in the opposite side of the dragon god, a thief's expression, smashed the night outside the door, and licked a calm face, a expression of expression.
It's not right! This is not the case!
The tone of the undead prince, how to listen to it more...