Chapter 293: Pull Hatred

Feeling everyone's gaze, an unnatural look immediately rose on Xinglian's face, "Who made you talk too much." ”

Everyone laughed.

Feng Ge couldn't help but step forward and saluted Princess Xinglian slightly, "Feng Yun thanks Princess Xinglian for her great kindness, if you need it in the future, you will go to the soup and go to the fire." ”

"Don't be sentimental, I'm not here for you, I just want to find my true ......." In the end, Xinglian's voice couldn't help but stop, "In short, I also said just now, the death penalty can be avoided, and the living crime is inescapable, so that this princess has lost such a big face this time, how can it be okay." ”

"What does the princess mean?" Feng Ge asked, in her heart: Could it be that she wants her to help find her a partner! Is it okay to give her the night?

"Can you try?" In the sea of knowledge, a dangerous smile rose on the face of the night.

Feng Ge was furious, "You eavesdropped on my heart again!" ”

"It's your evil thoughts that are too strong, and they fly into my ears." "I said all night.

Feng Ge's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was about to say something, when Mentor Lan Feng had already stepped forward, "This will be a way to atone for your sins, don't worry about it, Your Majesty has already arranged it for you." ”

Everyone was stunned, Your Majesty arranged it? What's the solution?

Mentor Lan Feng smiled, "At present, the army of demons has been formed, and all the students who came to the battlefield at the Starry Night Military Academy this time have been merged into the army, and according to the requirements of previous years, every student from the Starry Night Military Academy must choose a few to serve as regimental commanders in the army, and under the recommendation of the vice president, Princess Hao Xinglian, you are one of the regiment leaders." Patting Feng Ge on the shoulder, Mentor Blue Wind said with a smile.

"Huh?!" Feng Ge was stunned. A big drop of sweat slid down his forehead, and Feng Ge smiled a little squarely.

"After choreography, you are now the commander of the 11th Regiment."

"Hey?!!! Just kidding! A big drop of sweat slipped down his forehead, and Feng Ge's smile was a little fake.

What are you kidding, the reason why she came to the battlefield is mainly for training and upgrading, and she is counting on this time to be able to reach the strength of the Fashen, leave the starry night, and help her mother find a way to detoxify.

What regimental commander? As the head of the regiment, you have responsibility, responsibility, and you can no longer do whatever you want!

Besides, the Starry Night Emperor has nothing wrong with his brain! In such an important war, is it really not afraid that something will go wrong by letting students be the regiment commanders?

"The experience on the battlefield is all accumulated, I think that Feng Yi, the young master of Feng Tianyuan, didn't he also go to the battlefield at the age of twelve, and now he is only nineteen years old, and he served as the commander of the demon army at the age of seventeen. Your strength has already surpassed your senior brothers and sisters, and even some mentors in the military academy, even if your talent is not as good as Feng Yi, it will not be much worse, and it is more than enough to serve as the commander of the eleventh regiment. Patting Feng Ge on the shoulder, Mentor Lan Feng said with a smile, basically blocking all the excuses that Feng Ge wanted to say.

"Can I still say no?" Looking at Mentor Blue Wind, Feng Ge's expression was slightly distorted.

"Of course, no, don't forget, this is still your chance to atone for your sins, behave well, don't blame the past, don't behave well, deceive the king is a big crime, even if you don't worry about yourself, you have to think about your family." Blue Wind said.

Feng Ge paused, how about the Feng family, she didn't bother to care, it's just, mother.

Finally, Feng Ge nodded, "I know." ”

"Stinky boy, don't be so disgraced, isn't it better to be a regiment commander than to be a soldier?" Patting Feng Ge's head, Mentor Zhanmo couldn't help but say.

"Well, strong, very strong, if you want to die, I'll die first, and hate me first." Hanging his head, Feng Ge said weakly.