Of course, although Feng Xi thinks these people are so eye-catching, she is not stupid enough to do anything!

Her present ability, let alone what she does, will be discovered as soon as there is any news.

She didn't want to lose a lot of money because of small things. She didn't want to show herself for this.

In particular, as the teacher has just said, these people seem to come from a bad place. It's better to wait and see what happens first.

Warcraft blood pressure did not play a role, let Feng Heng some surprise, at the same time, his face seems to be some dignified up.

In this Warcraft class, that kind of oppression is born. Even if you want to train hard, you can't change the blood pressure between high and low levels.

But the situation is obviously unusual.

The old man in purple, the Pharaoh, seems to have noticed this.

There was a deep color in his eyes. When he brushed the purple robe hand, a purple light like a net layer suddenly flew out to cover the three fierce beasts.

"Roar ~"

"hiss ~"

"hiss ~"

"hiss ~"

after being covered by the purple light, we can see that the three fierce and manic beasts are instantly imprisoned in a cage, and the cage is constantly shrinking and oppressing.

Fierce resistance roar, but also can not get rid of, can only continue to grumble roar.

Until it was completely suppressed on the ground, unable to move, the purple light stopped shrinking, but it did not withdraw the purple light.

Wind Xi see this, can't help but some stare big eyes.

It seems that among these people, the old man is definitely the most capable. Seeing such a strong man's hand, he was still a little surprised, but he soon calmed down his surprise and watched carefully.

Jin JIAYE, who had been by her side, glanced at those people, but did not give them too much attention. Instead, her sight fell on the wind Xi who had been shining her eyes and watching the battle.

Blue eyes slightly flowing with a deep and unpredictable luster, one side of the hand has already quietly upstairs her thin waist.

"Pharaoh! Why do you need your hands on this level of Warcraft? It's really a loss of your identity At this time, it was the old man with white hair standing on the side of the wind.

As soon as he said that, although the other old people didn't speak up, they obviously agreed with him in their eyes.

"Yes! I don't know how the Feng family master sat on the top. It seems that the younger generation still can't compare with our generation. "

An old man on the other side spoke with obvious disdain.

Wind constant smell speech, that face or serious tension, as if did not feel those strong despise disdain eyes.

Turning slightly, he nodded respectfully to the Pharaoh, "thank you, Pharaoh!"

When the king heard the words of the old men, he did not feel any favor because of the flattery. Instead, he passed his eyes with impatience.

What he dislikes most is hypocrisy. It's really not up to him to have a look of arrogance waiting for compliments.

Therefore, he always did not like to stay in the college. He directly left those things to the old men. He walked around on his own, and only when he met those who met his own taste, he would give some good looks.

Feng Heng opened his mouth, and he just glanced at it. Then he passed him and went towards the three Warcraft.

Zixiahong has come to fengheng at this time. She glances at the old people around her, but she just calls respectfully to fengheng: "master of the house!"

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