Master Duanmu: "Under the eyes of the public, you dare to force yourself to say your own. After you see the people, what is your gimmick, you can't be alive!"

"His Royal Highness!" Duanmu Master directly held a fist to Jun Linyuan, righteous words: "His Royal Highness, you are the supreme emperor of our future! Your little maid around you is bad, misbehaving, will bring your fame, old man Please take care of this little demon girl!"

After that, Duanmu master slammed the rules and made a big gift.

Ji wins a heart!

Under the palace, the phoenix dancer, the little enchantress, was punished. She is not so arrogant, right? When I go to comfort and comfort her, is there a chance?

Thinking of this, Ji Win is also busy: "Please ask your Majesty to dispose of the phoenix dancers!"

Seeing the other military academy people have to follow me, the Eastern elders rushed out: "What nonsense! What do you want to shut up!"

The elders of the East are fiercely glaring at these people on their own side!

Do you want to die one by one? I don’t know what the guards of the princes are like the eyeballs? Also dealing with the little demon girl? Did you know that it was disposed of first? A group of fools!

Wu’s self-confidence is not much lower than that of the Eastern elders. Therefore, he did not listen to the advice of the Eastern elders, and went straight to it, and repeated the words of the former Duanmu master.

At this moment, Jun Linyuan, who is sitting in the upper position, is really angry.

His eyes were dark and dark, and he seemed to be brewing a boundless storm.

When the king stood up, he wanted to kill, or the phoenix danced him.

The phoenix dance is very clear. Jun Linyuan’s temper is completely unforgiving. He really made a sword to the end of the knot.

However, this will make people who are unclear think that Jun Linyuan's temperament bursts and kills people, and that it is a matter of reason. Feng Dance is not willing to bear such a bad name.

"Give it to me to deal with, okay?" Feng dance whispered, whispering the boy who was brewing the storm.

However, Jun Linyuan’s face has not changed.

He has to stand up again.

Feng Wu hands clasped his fists under his jaw, his eyes fluttering and flashing, very smart and lovely: "ball, ball, you, okay?"

Hey you? What do you mean? King Hall stared at the phoenix dance.

The phoenix dance lowered the voice and used the voice heard by only two people: "I just want you to mean it, is it good? If I can't handle it, you want to kill the master of the wood and kill it. I will never stop you."

The hall of the monarch snorted, it was very proud: "If you don't appreciate it, you will!"

Feng Dance: "I don't want to appreciate it. I just worry that you have a reputation for killing."

Jun Linyuan’s original cold and proud look, for a moment, he stared at the phoenix dance, his eyes were deep, and he seemed to hide a look of hope, carefully asked: "You... worry?"

So, is she really caring about her? Because of the meaning of the concern in the words, the anger of the original fullness of Jun, seems to be vanity in a moment, actually feel a little sweet? This is really...

"Cough." Jun Dian's face was flat, and he sang a phoenix dance: "What do you want?"

The two are together, and they are still in the highest position. When others are jealous?

Although I can't hear what they said, who did not look at the gesture?

Master Duanmu saw this scene in front of him, and his mind suddenly became awkward...

he looks like……

Guess what is wrong?