Chapter 2059: Victory and failure (4)

"You... didn't go back to the Royal Academy with other students?" The battlefield was stiff for a long time before he took such a sentence from his mouth.
Fengjing opened his eyes, not cold or hot: "This has nothing to do with you."
There was some bail-out in the battlefield, and he grabbed his hair with irritability.
"That, what happened on the day of the game, I am sorry, I don't know..."
The words of the battlefield have not been finished yet, Fengjing has already placed the food in his hand on the face of the battlefield.
The greasy food slipped down the handsome cheek of the wilderness and soiled his new clothes, but there was no anger on the face of the battlefield, and more was an apology.
"You don't know anything, you can't say anything, or else..." Feng squinted and looked at the battlefield, clenched fists, and made a crisp sound.
The battlefield swallowed and swallowed, stiffly nodding.
Feng Jing was troubled by the battlefield, and turned directly to the footsteps and walked out of the hotel.
"I'm angry." With a slapstick voice, it sounded loudly from above the ladder.
The battlefield looked up strangely and saw that Shen Yan was shooting on the railing and looked at the battlefield with a smile.
The face of the battlefield, the slamming red.
"Boss!"
"Clean clothes are so dirty, it's a pity." Shen Yan Xiao Biaoba eyes, looking at some bail-out battlefields, very unconcerned to ridicule their own bear children.
The expression of the battlefield is even more awkward.
"I am not right, he is like this... it should be." The battlefield bowed his head and silently wiped the oil off his face with his sleeve.
"The students of the Royal College have already left. He still stays here. In the battlefield, don't you feel very strange?" Shen Yanxiao supported the chin with one hand and did not intend to end this interesting conversation so soon.
"Oh..." I didn’t know how to respond to the battlefield.
"Warfield."
"In!" The battlefield was shocked and the body stood straight.
"What do you think, the guy named Feng Wei, how?" Shen Yanxiao asked.
The battlefield opened his mouth and stunned for a long time: "He is very good and has a high talent. If it is a real single-handedly, I may not be his opponent."
On the day of the game, only the Fengjing had saved a certain amount of combat power. In order to solve the problem, he was attacked by the Red Yan team. When the battlefield was against him, he was very exhausted.
In all fairness, the battlefield feels that it is not glory.
"His death is very strong, and there are certain achievements in his physical skills. Your words are very objective. He is stronger than you." Shen Yanxiao did not care that he was boasting "other children's children."
"Yes." The battlefield nodded.
Shen Yanxiao smiled slightly. "If you have the opportunity to make him your companion, do you think it is a good thing or a bad thing?"
"Ah?" The battlefield is a bit dumbfounded. He doesn't understand why Shen Yanxiao said so.
Shen Yanxiao shrugged. "It's okay, you have to change your clothes first."
The battlefield was somewhat confused by Shen Yanxiao, but the greasy body made him very uncomfortable. He could only obey and change to change clothes.
Shen Yanxiao looked at the back of the battlefield, and looked at the direction of Fengjing’s departure. The small fire at the bottom of the eye continued to jump.
One day later, Kyle sent a message to him, and the ancestors of the undead invited all members of the Red Yan team and the mentor Shen Yanxiao to go to the palace for dinner.