Chapter 1911 Please Call Me a Mentor (5)

Nangong Mengmeng's obedience to Shen Yanxiao's orders is firstly because she adores Shen Yanxiao from the bottom of her heart, and secondly because of Shen Siyu's instructions. Together, she is one of the most loyal little followers around Shen Yanxiao , how could they take Shen Yanxiao's words as deaf ears?

But what Shen Yanxiao is facing now is a group of arrogant and stubborn youngsters who don't take her seriously at all. It is impossible to treat Nangong Mengmeng with such a gentle attitude, so she directly went to the extreme Yes, they suppressed this group of brats who hadn't had time to rebel with violent means.

If you want to make trouble in front of the demon lord, it is basically courting death.

Shen Yanxiao is not sure about dealing with elite purebred undead like Kyle now, but when dealing with such a group of brats, he is sure to pinch one by one.

The first task that Shen Yanxiao assigned to this group of brats was - squatting!

A large group of boys and girls stiffened their bodies according to Shen Yanxiao's instructions, and they looked decent at first, but after a while, a few boys began to waver.

Shen Yanxiao walked up to the hot-blooded boy who had been slapped away by her, raised her foot and poked his waist.

"Uh..." the boy let out a low cry.

"Is he dead?" Shen Yanxiao asked.

"No……"

"Get up for me if you're not dead."

The hot-blooded boy who had just been beaten up immediately got up and looked at Shen Yanxiao with a disheveled face.

How embarrassing is it for such a big man to be slapped flying by a small guy? No matter how thick-skinned the boy was, he would not dare to make trouble with Shen Yanxiao.

"What's your name?" Shen Yanxiao looked at him and asked.

"Zhanye." The hot-blooded boy answered honestly.

"Go and wake up that one too, and then you two will bring me fifty-five pots." Shen Yanxiao counted the number of students in this group, and ordered.

"Yes." Zhan Ye answered honestly, turned his head and called out another unlucky guy who was lying on the ground, and the two troubled brothers rushed to get the basin under Shen Yanxiao's lustful power.

After a while, the two braziers brought the pots over, Shen Yanxiao took out the fire oil from the ring, and poured them into the pots one by one, until the fire died down a bit, fifty-five pots of braziers with small flames appeared in Yanwu field.

A group of teenagers looked at those small braziers in fear, and an ominous premonition rose in their hearts.

"One for each person." Shen Yanxiao ordered.

"..."

Soon, a brazier was placed under each teenager's buttocks, Shen Yanxiao controlled the size of the flame very well so that they would not be burned.

Of course, the premise is that they are not lazy...

"Horting for an hour, if you can't do it, just wait for your ass to be burned." Shen Yanxiao left such a heartbreaking sentence, and found a stool by herself and sat down.

For a moment, all the undead teenagers were extremely sad. This was their first time squatting. They couldn't stand firm, but if they squatted a little, they would be burned to their buttocks by the hot flames. The high temperature of the flames forced them to They had to maintain such a posture.

Just when some teenagers wanted to move their feet and look for a chance to take a break, they discovered that Shen Yanxiao, who was sitting opposite them, had a long black whip at some point...

Snapped!

The long black whip slammed into the air, and exploded in their ears like a spring thunder.

"Practice well." Shen Yanxiao stared at them with a half-smile.