Feng Yao looked at him doubtfully: "Train me? Are you out of your mind?"

Xingyan shook his head: "No, in order for you to defeat the Demon Commander faster, I have to train you."

Feng Yao ignored him and pointed to the door:

"I think you should go back to sleep."

"Otherwise I don't mind destroying our agreement!"

Xingyan didn't take it seriously and shook his tail with his hands behind his back:

"That's it, it's settled, we'll start tomorrow morning!"

After saying that, he ignored Fengyao's answer and turned back to the room.

He left, and Feng Yao looked up and saw the strange looks everyone was looking at her.

She snorted dejectedly, turned around and went to a corner of the living room to sit cross-legged and meditate.

Scar seemed to see that Feng Yao was not willing to go back to the room, so he discussed it with Zhu Zi and turned to Feng Yao and said:

"I'll squeeze in with Zhuzi, and you go to my room!"

Feng Yao nodded silently: "Thank you, captain!"

Scar smiled: "You are our sister, of course we have to pamper you, go and rest!"

After a night of silence, Feng Yao felt a sense of danger filling the air before she even opened her eyes the next morning.

She opened her eyes suddenly and opened the shield almost instinctively.

But it was too late, the shield was reduced to dregs the moment she opened her eyes.

Then, a large handful of cold water was poured down, directly on her face, not a drop of water was wasted.

Feng Yao stretched out her hand to wipe the water droplets from her face, and saw clearly the cold face of Xing Yan in front of her.

"You are sick!" Feng Yao scolded angrily.

Xing Yan said coldly and arrogantly: "What time is it? I wonder if the day's plan lies in the morning?"

"Get up and go out to practice."

Feng Yao grinded her teeth, ignored him, turned over and continued to sleep.

Xing Yan seemed to know that Feng Yao didn't get up, so he waved his hand without looking back.

Feng Yao was tied up tightly with a white silk thread and then dragged directly out of the house.

I don’t know how Xing Yan did it, but Feng Yao’s weight of more than ninety kilograms was floating in the air like a kite.

And that strand of silk was the string of the kite, and it was pinched in Xingyan's hand.

"Xingyan, let me go!"

Feng Yao gritted her teeth and spoke word by word.

Xingyan said without looking back: "Practice!"

Outside the door, Scar and others are there.

Feng Yao was stunned for a moment when she saw them: "What are you doing here?"

Scar said aggrievedly: "It was your friend who called us out, saying that we are a unit, and if we are too bad, we will be held back."

"So, we will practice with you in the future!"

Feng Yao was so angry that she just rolled her eyes: "Xing Yan, that's enough. This is not your demon clan's palace. Can you please stop meddling in your own business!"

They are not from the same sect and practice different methods. How can they treat them equally and practice together?

This is not nonsense!

Unfortunately, no matter how angry Feng Yao was, Xing Yan ignored him.

He threw out a stake with his hand, and the silk thread was directly wrapped around the stake.

Then Feng Yao watched herself floating in the sky, while Scar and others lined up below.

Feng Yao cursed angrily, and the sound could still be heard at first. After listening to it for a while, Xing Yan felt that there was nothing new, so he flicked his fingers slightly.

Feng Yao felt like she couldn't pronounce a single word.

All the yelling turned into empty mouths.

Feng Yao simply stopped scolding them. She wanted to see how Xing Yan would train them.

Soon, she knew.

Xingyan stood in front of everyone and shook his snake tail.

In an instant, everyone felt their bodies sink.

Xing Yan's voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Cultivation, although each has its own different methods, but the different paths lead to the same goal, both the body and the soul are cultivated."

"You are still too weak now. The first thing you need to do is to cultivate your body."

"From today on, for two hours every day, I will seal off your power, so that you can only use the power of the physical body to practice."

After finishing his words, Xing Yan suddenly snapped his fingers, and everyone present saw two stone-like things appearing in front of them.

"This is a gravity simulation stone."

"The weight of this thing will be adjusted according to personal circumstances. When it is about to reach the critical point, the stone will automatically increase the weight!"

"So, you will always feel like you are about to break through but still can't."

"But in fact, you have exceeded the limit."

"For a long time in the future, when your spiritual power is blocked, you will have to carry him forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, these stones suddenly found each person, split into two, and landed on each other's arms and legs respectively.

The next moment, everyone felt that their bodies suddenly became very heavy, and it seemed that walking was difficult.

"Okay, now you just run around the camp, two hours a day."

Xingyan waved his hand, and Scar felt like he was out of control, turned around and took the lead and ran out.

Zhuzi and others followed closely behind.

They all went out, leaving Feng Yao alone in the room.

"Put me down!" Feng Yao suddenly found that she could speak again and shouted hurriedly.

Xing Yan raised his head and glanced at her indifferently: "You are a girl, and your muscles will not look good after you develop them. Therefore, I will not give you the gravity stone."

"Then how do you want me to practice?" Feng Yao asked curiously.

Xingyan curled up his lips and suddenly divided them into four parts.

He directly turned into four snakes and wrapped themselves around Feng Yao's arms and legs.

"I will personally accompany you to practice!"

The moment Xing Yan wrapped around her, Feng Yao felt that her body suddenly became much heavier.

She had landed on the ground at this moment, and the white thread had disappeared.

"run!"

After Xing Yan gave the order, Feng Yao felt her limbs running uncontrollably, and ran out behind Scar and the others.

Feng Yao was so angry that her chest felt sore and swollen: "Xingyan, your sister, are you sick?"

Xing Yan's voice came in an understatement: "I am doing this for your own good!"

Feng Yao scolded angrily: "Fart, just say you want to get the dragon ball as soon as possible."

Xing Yan did not deny it: "Your strength is too weak. If you don't train well, when will you be able to defeat the Demon Commander?"

"Although I am doing it for myself, I have also helped you invisibly, so you don't need to thank me too much!"

Feng Yao was so angry that her liver ached: "You fart, you, the demon king who has been in power for three days, actually torture us little shrimps in this way, do you still have the shame?"

Feng Yao was just very angry. She didn't like this kind of cultivation being arranged by others, and she didn't like being manipulated at will.

Strictly speaking, Feng Yao's character is very unruly.

When her aunt trained her when she was a child, it was because she had no choice. She was still young at that time, so if she didn't train, she would have no chance of winning when facing monsters and monsters.

But now, Feng Yao's cultivation is unique and she usually works very hard. Why would a demon king suddenly appear and tell her what to do?

That's okay, the problem is, as long as you think about this bastard training yourself so hard, just to get the Dragon Ball early, and then steal her heart.

This made Feng Yao even more unacceptable and repelled.
Chapter completed!