Enchanting Ugly Princess

When they heard this, their faces sank, and they all looked at the scholar with the eyes of ridicule, which meant that as long as he spoke, they would not run away.

The scholar pursed his lips and said, "run!" Then the first one continued to run.

"Hello, Hello! Scholar The big guy didn't understand why he did it, so he caught up with him.

"You! Ten more laps Zhu Zimo yelled at the big man.

"Why?" The big man's face was very ugly.

"Just because you don't listen, dare to ask again, and add ten circles!" Zhu Zimo's voice at the moment seemed to come from hell, and he was so surprised that he didn't dare to question it any more.

The prince also ran with him at the beginning, but his physical strength was really bad, so he ran for a while and then went to rest. When he saw that the originally scattered team was suddenly a little decent, he could not help but became interested in the thin figure. He was a rare talent with good Kung Fu and endurance, There is also the wind of generals. In the future, we need to win over our subordinates!

When more than a dozen people finished the race, they were all tired, lying on the ground breathlessly, but they were yelled one by one by Zhu Zimo.

"Stand up, move your legs, don't lie down!" Zhu Zimo yelled around them.

Her voice fell and she didn't hear much. All lying on the ground, motionless and upright.

"If you don't get up, you'll all run ten laps with me. Did you hear that? " Zhu Zimo's voice was filled with deep coldness.

No matter how reluctantly, someone slowly stood up and began to walk at will when he heard her threat, but most of his face hated Zhu Zimo!

The big man finally stopped, breathing heavily, for fear that his breathing would slow down and there was no air to breathe. His expression was so greedy.

"Scholar, don't you think this madman is tired? He came down with us in circles! No, ten more laps with me The big guy was counting with his fingers.

The scholar's cold eyes fell on her small white face, and her eyes were full of deep cold.

"Big man, things are out of our control!" The scholar said in a cold voice.

"Then how can we explain to the fourth prince?" The big man also changed his face.

"Let's have a look again, it's just a little skill!" The scholar sneered, took off his gaiters, shook the dust on them, and then tied them carefully.

When night came, it was said that the training should stop. However, Zhu Zimo promised her father to give him a neat army in three days. Looking back at the loose sand, she didn't dare to slack off.

Determined attention, she slowly came to the side of Mo Yuntian.

"What's the matter with Mr. Zhu?" Mo Yuntian said with a gentle smile.

"You go back to rest later, and I'll train them!" Zhu Zimo touched his nose and said.

"What more training? But it's dark Mo Yun was surprised.

"Whether it's dark or not, the enemy will still attack you!" Zhu Zimo said coldly.

Mo Yuntian was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll train with you!"

"I'm afraid it's going to take a long time. Can you make it?" Zhu Zimo's heart jumped, and he took a quick look at him through the dim fire light. He was handsome and his warm eyes made people's heart beat!

She subconsciously back two steps, she is afraid of his close, will show flaws.

"You can do it, they can do it, I can do it as well!" Mo Yuntian said in a deep voice.

At night, the bonfire was burning. After dinner, the people gathered around to talk. They didn't know who had told the dirty jokes, which made them laugh.

Zhu Zimo looked at the time and saw that it was almost over. Then he went to the middle of them and said, "now let's continue to train!"

"What?" People's puzzled eyes fell on her face, as if listening to a joke.

"I said keep training!" Zhu Zimo said in a deep voice.

"Pa Pa!" The burning bonfire burst out a string of sparks, which was particularly abrupt in the silent night.

"I'm sleepy. I'm going to sleep!" The scholar yawned first, stood up and went to the army tent.

When he left, he led the others, and then the big man yelled, "let's go, let's go to sleep!" All bypassed Zhu Zimo, followed behind the scholar and went there.

Zhu Zimo's eyes gushed layers of cold, turned his head and yelled: "do you dare to take another step?"All of them stopped and looked back at Zhu Zimo suspiciously. Their eyes were full of resentment.

"The guards beside us are all asleep. Why don't we sleep?" The big man was the first to complain.

"Your Highness, we are all hired by the imperial court with a lot of money. Although we are soldiers of fierce wolf in name, in fact, we all have special skills, which are not exactly the same as ordinary soldiers of fierce wolf. As supervisors, does your highness train us according to the normal way?" The scholar's cold eyes twinkled, but the words in his mouth made Mo Yuntian frown.

Mo Yuntian looked at Zhu Zimo with embarrassed eyes. She calmly went to the scholar's side, looked up at him and said, "now I'm your coach. If you want to train or not, you should listen to me!"

"What did the prince say?" The scholar didn't even look at her. He handed the hot potato to Mo Yuntian.

"He just supervises the army, and the actual training is done by me, so he doesn't count!" Zhu Zimo didn't give Mo Yuntian a chance to speak at all.

The scholar's eyes sank. He took a look at Zhu Zimo, then at the silent prince, and turned to his camp.

Big man and others didn't stop, they just followed him and ran to the camp.

Zhu Zimo's eyes flashed a touch of coldness. Before Mo Yuntian could react, he rushed out directly and rushed to the scholar from behind. He flew and pressed him under his body.

"What are you doing?" The scholar yelled at her.

"Are you training or not?" Zhu Zimo looked at him coldly.

"No training, no training!" The scholar said coldly.

"Pa!" Zhu Zimo smashed his fist on his eye. This fist made him skillful. It didn't use real force, but the strength was too much for the scholar. One eye suddenly became black eyed.

"You're crazy. Why do you want to fight against a scholar? He doesn't know martial arts at all!" The big man yelled at Zhu Zimo anxiously.

Zhu Zimo was stunned. She didn't know that a scholar had no martial arts skills. She thought that all the people in this group were prodigies. All of them should be martial arts experts, but she didn't expect that a scholar was so wonderful.

"Master Zhu, let him go Mo Yuntian rushed up and pulled Zhu Zimo away from the scholar.

"Scholar, what shall we do?" Big head around the scholar asked him in a low voice.