The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

On this day, An dye finally returned to the training ground and spent a few days in the dormitory. Although he could enter the spiritual tower in the afternoon, he could not do a large amount of shooting training because of the wound on his shoulder. It was hard to get the wound to heal, and I couldn’t wait to return to the training ground, and I was shooting with Shen Yanxiao.

“How about recovery?” Shen Yanxiao asked An Zhen.

An Ding said: "I still feel that my resilience is so strong for the first time." He was not hurt at the same time. He was in a coma, but he did not expect to find that the internal injuries were almost better after he woke up. Quite quickly.

"That's good." Shen Yanxiao just smiled and did not explain much.

An Yi did not know what she was giving him. Shen Yanxiao did not intend to say it.

Just as Shen Yanxiao and An Dye ended the chat and were ready to start training, a team of elf guards wearing light armor came from outside the training ground.

These elf guards are responsible for the daily safety of the senior training camp, and rarely appear in the training ground, but this time they suddenly came to such a team, and the look is cold.

For a time, all the elves stopped training in their hands and looked at the whistling guards with a look of confusion.

Shen Yanxiao and An Sing also stood by, but the group of guards walked straight toward them.

"You are Yan Xiao?" The elf guard headed by the head looked up and down with a petite Xiaoyan.

"Yes." Shen Yanxiao should have a voice, and the heart felt a little wrong.

"You, take a trip with us." The Elf Guard did not explain much, and directly let the two guards stand on the sides of Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao frowned slightly. "Is there anything?"

"Have you ever had friction with the waters of the same period?" asked the elf guard.

"I thought it was called learning." Shen Yanxiao raised his eyebrows.

Isn't she too arrogant in the water, the guy ran to complain?

The water has been cultivated for a few days, never exposed, but today it appears from the mouth of this group of guards.

"The water is dead." The Elf Guardian has no expression.

"Dead?" Shen Yanxiao slightly stunned, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

She was the one who taught the waters on the day, but she had a sense of proportion in her heart, and she did not have a dead hand. The arrow hitting the water was also avoiding all the internal organs.

But how did he die?

When the death of Shui Ling came out, not only was Shen Yan Xiao Yan awkward, but the elves around him were completely shocked.

"The generals will see you, you will come with me." The elf guard stretched his face.

"Wait! This matter is not a matter of Yan Xiao, she did not take the water Ling!" Anzhen looked at the situation is not right, immediately went forward in front of Shen Yanxiao.

"This matter has nothing to do with you, you retreat." The elf guard frowned.

An Zhen still wants to say something, Shen Yanxiao has stopped his move.

"You train well. I will come with them. Anyway, I am not doing it. I am afraid of anything. Don't worry." Shen Yanxiao's face was lazy and smiling, and there was no tension.

"Then you be careful." An dye bit his teeth.

"Do not worry, just ask a question." Shen Yanxiao smiled.

After that, Shen Yanxiao consciously followed the pair of guards until she left the sight of An Sing, and the smile hanging on her face faded.

Things are definitely not as simple as they seem...

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Eight ends

After the owed chapter, there is time to make up, and now I will keep talking about it every day.