Commanding Wind and Cloud

The general looked at his energy unexpectedly, when he hit his knee, even the war horse fell to the ground foaming at the mouth, even if he had just pulled back a bit, he shouldn't even have any expression on his face! Doesn't this kid have pain nerves?

The strong defensive power of the Fengyun golden body made Gan Jin not feel too much pain. He calmly looked at the bronze armored general and said indifferently: "My companion, that is, my comrade-in-arms, was beaten, and my teacher, that is, the officer, was insulted. You are me, what will you do?"

The general froze for a moment, touched the beard on his chin and nodded lightly: "I am you, and I will do the same thing you have done. Even if I know it violates the military regulations, I will still show up. I will beat the motherfucker first!"

The general smiled and pointed to the general's expression on his armor: "But I'm not you, I'm the general in charge of the castle battlefield! If you were me, what would you do if you encountered such a thing?"

Energetic smiled: "Military law."

On the issue of the positions of both parties, no one is right or wrong!

"Very good!" The general let out a rough and bold voice from his throat: "Then, now you have violated our military regulations, and I will punish you! Lock you up for ten days!"

ten days? A Liuke barely supported the ground with one arm trembling, knelt on the ground and stared blankly at the general's punishment, making such a big commotion just for ten days of confinement? This kind of hanging up and beating, and then assigned to the Death Squad is not an exaggeration! He was only given ten days of confinement?

"Okay." Mo Jin nodded, thinking that this would happen before making the move, but he didn't expect that the punishment would be lighter than expected.

The general looked at the veteran again, pointing at the other students of Oakland College: "Did they participate in the fight?"

"No!" The veterans yelled loudly at the same time. Everyone was happy to see what Ke Jin had done just now, and they would naturally stand by his side at this time.

"us……"

Ke Jin waved his hand to the Oakland student who stood up to speak: "Okay, we're here to experience the battlefield, not to play in confinement for the competition. Take care of Duck and yourself. I'll take ten days off as well."

"Duan Feng Bu Er!" The general grabbed Duan Feng Bu Er's collar in two steps and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"Me?" Duanfengbuer blinked his eyes brighter than the stars, with a blank and puzzled face on his face: "General, I'm just passing by. The teacher asked me to see if there is any soy sauce sold outside. I'm just a soy sauce maker."

"Really?" The general didn't look at Duanfeng Buer, but looked at the veterans again: "Did he join in the fun just now?"

"It's all together!"

"Thirty percent of the people here were beaten by him."

"Where is it! I guess it's 40%!"

The veterans were arguing fiercely with each other, and their enthusiasm was eye-opening. Most of these people's words were full of love for Duan Fengbuer, why did they push him into the confinement room?

"Let me tell you, uncles..." Duanfengbuer cried and said with a sad face, "Do we have a grudge? If you don't bring people who frame people like this, I beat up to 20% of the people. This guy is too robbing. As a guest, I am too embarrassed to rob him."

"Of course there is a grudge, you kid gave me all my military salary for this month yesterday!"

"And mine!"

"My mine! And mine!"

During the denunciation, the general gave Duan Feng Bu Er the same ten-day lock-up, and the two of them, led by the soldiers, quickly came to a stone room that was fairly spacious but had almost no sunlight.

"Okay, you go in and stay for ten days." The soldier opened the door and walked in without saying a word.

"Uncle, how about you let me go secretly? It's boring to stay in there for ten days. How about..."

"Go in~ you!"

"Ouch~ Kick my ass again."

Sitting vigorously in the confinement room, he realized that there were actually two rooms separated by a row of iron bars, which separated the two of them.

"General Feng..." Aliu's head was wrapped in a bandage, and he leaned weakly against the door of the general's tent: "Your punishment today is too partial, right? Look at my students, and me..."

Sitting behind the low table was General Feng, who was reading a book. He had already taken off his helmet at this time, revealing a head of messy red hair, paired with thick beards on his upper and lower chin, giving people the feeling of a reckless man.

"Favouritism?" General Feng put down his notebook, stepped in front of A Liuke, the armor on his body rubbed against each other and made a metal clank sound similar to the battlefield, he bent slightly and said in his ear, "I am partiality, you want to know why? Because, a long time ago, I also came from a very bad warrior academy. I also watched my teacher being disciplined by others, but I didn't have the ability or courage to stand out. This matter has always come to mind every time I close my eyes and sleep."

There was a 'hum' in Ah Liuke's head, and the cold current quickly engulfed his hands and feet, and he stood there like a stake, staring blankly at General Feng.

It is not uncommon for superior colleges to mock inferior colleges, whether it is in the Zhence Dynasty, Demon Race or Barbarian Race.

Although not all excellent colleges will mock inferior colleges, some colleges do do such things, and there will always be one or two colleges that will do such things in each exam.

"Okay, you can go." General Feng shook his shirt, walked towards the general without turning his head, and said coldly: "I still have military affairs, so you can go about your business."

A Liuke closed his eyes in despair, turned around and left the general's tent, hatred appeared on his cheeks: "This matter will not end like this! You don't care? Well, I'll go find Burning Kuangge! As long as I provoke you a little..."

The room in the confinement room was always dark and damp, so quiet that it was almost dead silent.

The confinement room of the earth castle is not innovative in this regard, it is also a dark, humid, and dead quiet environment.

Qi Jin leaned his back against the wall, wanting to enjoy this moment of tranquility. It's a pity that Duanfeng Buer, who lives opposite, doesn't like this dull atmosphere.

"I said, they are from Oakland." Duanfengbuer sat in front of the iron fence, looking at the drive in the faint sunlight: "Thank you."

Thanks? Motivation froze for a moment, this thank you is a bit strange, it seems that I haven't helped him or anything, right?

"Actually, when I saw them yesterday, I wanted to do something." Duan Feng Buer shrugged, sighed, and kept shaking his head: "Odeje Academy of Magic and Warriors makes trouble every year in the examinations, and many schools have suffered from them. Unfortunately, I have no excuse to do it. Today, I would like to thank you for creating the conditions for me to make a move."

Enthusiasm stunned, originally wondered why this person would join the battle group, it turned out that he had been holding back the idea of ​​asking someone to trouble him for a long time.

"It's a pity~~" Duanfeng Buer sighed again: "It's not enough, it's too bad! Most of the people were beaten by you."

Mo Jin adjusted his sitting posture, thinking that the person who hit someone would not be satisfied with shouting, so what would the students of Audemars College who were beaten hear, and how would they react?

"I said, buddy." Duanfengbuer moved his butt again, trying to get closer to the drive, giving full play to his almost talkative spirit, shaking the index finger and middle finger of his right hand back and forth: "Is there any smoke? I see that your clothes are of good quality. Is there any smoke?"

Looking at Duanfengbuer with vigor and surprise, he subconsciously touched the clothes on his body. This was the clothes that Luo Qingqing asked someone to help him make, and he couldn't tell that he had good eyesight.

After thinking for a while, he reached into his bosom vigorously and took out a pack of cigarettes from Doujie. No matter how you fight this time, this person can be regarded as a help...

He tore open the pack of cigarettes, and vigorously pulled out a cigarette and threw it over the iron grid.

Duan Fengbu raised his wrist, held the cigarette between his index finger and middle finger, and took a deep breath between his nose and lips. He sniffed it carefully, with a look of great enjoyment on his face, and his star-like eyes automatically lit up a little bit: "Good smoke! What a good thing! Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, you still have such a good product."

The cigarette moved from between the index finger and middle finger to Duanfengbuer's ear, and the vacant finger fluctuated back and forth against the momentum again: "Dude, another one, another one."

Qian Jin casually pulled out two more and threw them over. Duanfeng Buer easily picked up the cigarettes, put them on his nose and lips and sniffed them hard, and he clamped the two cigarettes on his ears again, his eyes like black jewels shone brightly in the dark and stared at Qian Jin, and his slightly thin lips showed a beautiful smile: "I said, from the way you picked up the cigarettes just now, you seem to be a non-smoker, right? Then it's useless for you to hold it! Why don't you..."

Duan Fengbu rubbed his palms back and forth, his black eyes that surpassed the brightness of the stars blinked again and again: "How many more?"

Two more? Momentum finally turned his attention to Duanfeng Buer, the smile on his face in the darkness was somewhat familiar, this cheeky smile was very similar to someone, very similar!

"Fatty..." he blurted out vigorously subconsciously, Duanfeng Buer in front of him was far more handsome than Fatty Luo, and his figure was tall and straight. It can be said that his appearance was completely different from Luo Lin's, but his cheeky charm was exactly the same as Luo Lin's.

"Fatty?"

Duan Feng Bu Er confusedly lowered his head and looked at his waist left and right, but he really couldn't find any appearance of a fat man.

"Okay!" Duanfengbuer raised his head and looked at the motivation seriously: "Did I become a big fat man? Just give me the cigarettes? If so...Okay! I'm a fat man now..."

picture! so similar! Blinking vigorously, the handsome and valiant warrior in front of him was so similar to Fatty Luo's thick skin and a pole that he could climb up.

Looking at the familiar eyes, he sighed vigorously, flicked the box of cigarettes in his hand with his fingertips, flew over the iron gate and fell into Duan Fengbuer's hands.

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