So, the prefect's mansion began to be in chaos.

The main reason was that Ji Gang jumped up and down, and a fierce white lion chased him.

Feng Wuyao was so happy to see it. It’s not that Ji Gang really couldn’t beat this steamed bun, but mainly because Ji Gang knew that this was Feng Wuyao’s pet, so how could he dare to really attack.

"Okay, steamed bun, come back!"

The white lion immediately stopped attacking, and then felt a little unsatisfied.

Ji Gang gasped for a few times before landing opposite her.

"Miss Mother, your pet is too fierce. However, I always feel that this one is not as fierce as that tiger."

Feng Wuyao nodded, the bun was indeed the most ferocious one.

"I heard that Zicheng plans to set up a Martial Arts Academy?"

"Yes, this is not a discussion with Mr. Song about the relevant teaching candidates and rules."

"Well, is there a martial arts academy in the military camp?"

"No. They are all unified training, but the people in the Pioneer Camp are all top players and they are also very good at taking action."

Feng Wuyao nodded, "What about comparing with you?"

Ji Gang was stunned for a moment, and then he was quite proud, "They can't beat me. However, if they join forces, I'm unlikely to win."

Not proud at all.

"Dumb, come here."

Ji Gangxin immediately raised it, but didn’t find that there was a third person here?

"Miss Mother, is this?"

The mute is one of the previous puppet death warriors.

Now he has been successfully controlled by Feng Wuyao.

"You two have a fight."

Ji Gang was stupid, "No, no, mistress, I can't beat him."

Before he finished speaking, the mute's attack had already come.

The mute can understand the words now, but only listen to Feng Wuye.

Even Qin Zicheng's words would not work well for him.

Ji Gang and his strength are indeed not as good as mute, and they were beaten to a bruised and swollen face.

"Your people are not busy now. Come over and fight with the mute for an hour every day."

Ji Gang glared, "Isn't that looking for abuse?"

This is the truth.

If you face the mute, you will only be punished!

"If you don't compare with the strong, you will never be truly strong."

Ji Gang understood this principle.

When he came back the next day, the mute brought the weapon again.

Ji Gang's people were divided into three groups, each of which fought against the mute, and the final result was all lost.

And the group where Ji Gang is located has been around for a long time.

Feng Wuyao shook his head slightly. Their strength has indeed been greatly improved, but they are still a little worse when facing the real strong people.

"The mute now is not a puppet death warrior, so do you think the things you learned before cannot be used on him?"

These words made everyone stunned.

"Your strength is more than that, but you are worried that he is a normal person, so you have not used all your strength."

Ji Gang and others were all silent.

They think too much about it themselves.

"On the battlefield, there is only the difference between enemies and me. Who tells you that there are also the difference between dead soldiers and ordinary people?"

Ji Gang felt that his face was slapping, which hurt so much.

Feng Wuyao made the mute retreat, "Now, you fight me and attack me at all costs!"

Ji Gang glared, "Miss Mother, never!"

He knew that Feng Wuyao was powerful, but they could not do this.

Feng Wuyao shot a cold look at him, and Ji Gang never dared to say anything again.

"Everyone, use your weapons!"
Chapter completed!