Reborn To Be His Lover

Chapter 39



The next afternoon, in the training room.

"Bang" to a punch, Ling Feitong smashed a virtual alien creature.

The physical fitness trainer called by mojiahua to guide Ling Feitong stood by and watched the teenager who was "weak, don't train hard" and swallowed hard.

The trainer just wants to roar - Your Highness, which eye do you see his weakness?

Do you know that he is a violent devil!

"At the end of the training, the killing rate of this round was 100%. It took one hour and 36 minutes, and the killing rate of one hit was 93%. The left arm was impacted once, and the right leg was slightly bruised three times. The comprehensive evaluation was excellent."

The standard evaluation is given systematically.

As soon as the trainer wanted to applaud him, Ling Feitong said with a frown, "how can it be 93%? I don't feel hurt. It's hard to use. "

The trainer swallowed the words to his mouth in silence, and put down his hands in embarrassment.

Ling Feitong wiped his sweat with a towel and went to debug a new round of program. By the way, he reluctantly took a look at the trainer who worked as the background board.

"You haven't left yet?" Lingtong asked in surprise.

Trainer: No

The trainer almost tears will fall down, his sense of existence, really so low? Hum!

Ling Feitong Oh a, said: "I see you here also have nothing to do, otherwise you go first."

The trainer refused with a stiff face: "this is no good. It's the task that your highness gave me to accompany you. If you don't complete the task, you must not leave!"

Ling Feitong waved his hand at will and said, "if you leave, you can go. I will explain the situation to your highness at that time."

The trainer said solemnly: "I will look after you by the side. In case of any accident due to improper training, this is my responsibility."

Ling Feitong originally planned to have another round of virtual confrontation.

He looked at the trainer as if he were evaluating the goods.

The trainer's immature face was full of obvious tension. He was embarrassed by the naked eyes of the young man in front of him who knew what relationship he had with his highness!

Is it possible that his Royal Highness's lover has taken a fancy to him?

God, let him go. Your highness will kill him!

Just when the trainer has finished a complete dog blood drama, Ling Feitong opens his mouth.

"Tell me your resume?" Ling Feitong said: "start with your university."

Trainer: Sure enough, it's about to start getting close!

However, he could not refuse, and the trainer tensed his body a little bit nervously and said, "report! I studied in the Department of combat in the infantry College of the First Military Academy of the Empire. After graduation, I first worked as a trainer in the club for five years. Later, because of my admiration for his highness mejiahua, I passed the recruitment and entered the Immortal King's army. Later, he was transferred to the army directly under his Highness for his service in the siege of sisilia. "

"Oh, I can't see that you're still a soldier of mogahua." Ling Feitong raised his eyebrows. In his impression, all the troops under the direct command of mojiahua were soldiers who were heavily blooded and murderous. He was so young and thin skinned that he was really not like him.

The trainer really cried this time. Why is he not like him?

The trainer said defiantly, "report, I am indeed a member of his highness mojiahua!"

"Didn't you follow your highness to the air battle?" Ling Feitong asked.

The trainer bowed his head and said, "No

He was born as an infantry soldier, and he had the shortest time to enter the army directly under his command. He had never been in the air war that he really was the king of. It must be said that this is a pity.

Ling Feitong Tut, patted the trainer on the shoulder and said earnestly, "cherish the happy life that you don't have to leave the ground now - well, since you don't leave, just try some moves with me."

The trainer raised his head and gave a "ah" look.

"Why, no?" Ling Feitong picks eyebrows.

"I'm afraid I'll hurt you, your highness," said the trainer sheepishly