However, when they arrived at the ground, they froze.
It seems ... isn't it a fight?
They saw around the high -end battle field, and the three layers inside and three layers were surrounded by water.
Feng Wu took the lead and squeezed in with a group of people.
"I have borrowed it."
Fengwu is a person in the campus, and most of them are the middle school titles or major schools, so they see the chiefs of the colonels of Fengwu who come over and take the initiative to retreat.
After all, on the Heping Grassland, the rank has strict hierarchy.
Therefore, when Fengwu talks about the elders of the East and Dean Xu, everyone will be so shocked.
Feng Wu was at the forefront. Soon, she saw her brother and Xuan Yi.
Hey?
This situation is not right?
Feng Wu found that the two sides did confront the state on the stage, but ... did not seem to fight?
There are two tables on the fighting table, and the table on both sides is a huge basin. There is a whole grilled whole sheep in the basin.
This sheep grilled golden and crispy, and the fragrance overflowed ...
This is not the point. The point is that the Junwu Empire is alone, Dongsang Kingdom alone ... Two people are sitting side by side at their own table to facing the public.
This is ...
Feng Wu's color is weird, and there is a touch of doubt in his eyes.
The first person to play Feng Wu didn't know, but it was by no means Fengxun.
Fengwu's clear and smart star eyes specifically went to the position of the platform to go on the stage, and soon she saw Fengxun.
When Fengwu was looking for Fengxun in the past, the little son was lying on a simple soft chair.
His face was wounded, with obvious blood stains, and blood flowed down the face of white as jade.
His hands kept holding his abdomen, humming in his mouth, obviously serious injuries.
While he pumped his cold breath, he waved his fist: "We must not lose this time! That is five inscription weapons! I will resist me when I die!"
Feng Wu stood behind him and patted his shoulder.
Feng Xun didn't lift his head: "You can take it? Which bastard ..."
While talking, he turned his head, and then he saw Feng Wu.
"Ah!" Feng Xun subconsciously covered his face,
His face seemed to be very injured, don't scare his sister.
Feng Wu glanced at him: "What are you covering up? You can see everything!"
Feng Xiaoxian flattened his mouth, his eyes looked at Feng Wu ... His sister's fierce milk.
Feng Wu's face cold: "Hold your hand away."
She has never seen it. How can the little king of the king of the dignity be like the modern otaku?
There was a big mouth hanging on his face, did he care about it? Are he still there?
Feng Wu found a bottle of half -step god -level coagulation cream from the space, dipped it with a cotton swab, and helped the wind to apply it.
The half -step god -level coagulation cream, the medicinal effect is very fast, and instantly stops the wound on the wind.
Such a white and handsome face, there is a scar, what about Feng Wu?
"What's going on?" Feng Wu pasted clean white cotton gauze on Fengxun's wound, and he put heavily on the edge.
hiss--
The painful handsome face was wrinkled, and a sip of cooling breath: "Pain--"
Feng Wu glanced at him: "You also know the pain? Just make the wound bleed and not deal with it?"
The wind is pitiful, just like a puppy.
Phoenix dancing milk fiercely stared at him: "Hand!"
Fengxun quickly stretched out his hand to dance Fengfeng.