The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 558;

"Me too."

Erratic voices came out of several of them in turn.

There is an alternative voice in these words that grabs everyone's attention.

"I think it might be a dream."

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All eyes were on the past.

I saw the young man Xiao Weizi holding his hand weakly, squatting beside a tree, shrinking himself into a ball, his voice was weak, his expression was a little dazed, at first glance he looked like he had just woken up Same.

Endurance Training - Mountain Climbing

When they first saw this training mission, they made a strong promise, and promised to climb back and forth within two quarters of an hour.

And when they stood on a towering mountain whose top could not be seen, although the expressions on their faces were somewhat serious, they were still very relaxed.

It's just that in the next second, the words that came out of Leng Wuyou's mouth caused the expressions on their faces to crack a little bit.

Huo Gang is a man in his teens. He was originally calm and calm when he was in trouble. At this moment, he rubbed his ears suspiciously, and subconsciously reached out to poke Jian Jian who had the same expression as him, "I seemed to be hallucinating just now. Mr. Leng said that you can't use spiritual power, you can't use any weapons, you can't wear vestments, you can only climb that mountain with bare hands, I seem to have heard it, he said that he will climb back and forth within half an hour?"

Jian Jian looked up at the towering and extremely steep mountain, and swallowed hard, "I seem to be hallucinating too."

"And I."

Leng Wuyou walked over, kicked the stones on the ground, and glanced at the young man without any emotion.

Very bluntly broke the last bit of hope in their hearts.

"There are no auditory hallucinations, let alone dreams, of course." Leng Wuyou's tone became a little colder, his eyes narrowed, "If you are deaf and can't hear clearly, I can say it again."

Everyone in Nirvana, "No, no, we are not deaf at all, we can hear very clearly, hehe..."

Jun Moyuan stood not far away and looked at this side, but he didn't miss it. The little girl watched them flash through their squinted eyes, "If you dare to say that you didn't hear clearly." the words.

Later, it took them a full four hours to climb back and forth.

Then when they landed, they became dead dogs one by one.

Because this training is so weird, they couldn't help but ask, wondering which devil-level character wrote this training plan?

"Since you all think I'm a devil, if I'm not a devil at all, wouldn't I be sorry for the name you gave me?" Leng Wuyou's tone was very cold, and it sounded like a ghost to the human ear. There is a small cold wind blowing on the back of your neck, which makes you shiver uncontrollably.

"How could Mr. Leng be a devil? The training plan we mentioned earlier is..." Which devil wrote it? Before Huo Gang could utter the last few words, he froze on the ground with his head raised The way it looks is really like a little turtle with its neck up.

After being confused for a while, he gradually came back to his senses, but when he met Leng Wuyou's squinted eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable, especially after hearing Leng Wuyou's words His eyelids kept twitching all the time.

"Mr. Leng, don't, that guy is just a piece of wood, he can't speak, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Jian Yi slapped Huo Gang on the forehead, and smiled embarrassedly. Mr. Leng has confirmed what he said before, and he really wants to sit on that devil.

Then he may directly add all the twenty times in training, and they will only suffer at that time.

The other members of the group naturally thought of this simple idea, and then hurriedly said, "Mr. Leng, how could you be a devil? Devils don't have Mr. Leng's peerless appearance and extraordinary aura. "

(End of this chapter)