Facts have proved that Luan Peiyun was indeed playing, and was having a great time. It seemed that he had not played with anyone for a long time. He beat Luo Xiu in different ways and stepped on him to the point of death, regardless of whether he could bear it or not. At the same time, Luo Xiu also made Luo Xiu
Understand how big the gap is between yourself and these spiritual masters.
Take Luan Peiyun as an example, the opponent does not need to use any talisman spells, he can easily crush Luo Xiu with his dharma body.
Whether it's speed, defense, strength, endurance or experience, the two are extremely different and are not on the same level at all.
Luo Xiu felt that he was as young as a child, letting the other party teach him and play with him, and he was fucked until he had no temper at all.
At this moment, inside the competition arena.
A figure was kicked down from mid-air and hit the ground heavily. As the smoke and dust cleared, Luo Xiu was lying on the ground like a dead dog in the shape of a Tai character. He gasped for air and said feebly: "Senior sister, I can't do it.
It’s gone, the mana is exhausted.”
Luan Peiyun landed lightly next to Luo Xiu, raised her hand and shot out a stream of aqua blue mana covering Luo Xiu's body, "My performance today was good, much better than the previous two days."
"Senior sister taught you well."
Luo Xiu laughed dryly and said the truth.
I have to say that Luan Peiyun’s teaching level is top-notch, and the whole process is practical. If you don’t want to be beaten to death, you can only try every means to improve your ability to resist blows.
Looking back on everything that happened in the past three days, Luo Xiu really wanted to cry. He was almost beaten into a grandson.
Luan Peiyun really has no intention of holding back at all. He will fight to the death if he can't be beaten to death. It is a typical forced growth, but the effect is indeed remarkable. In a short period of time, Luo Xiu's efficiency in operating mana has improved a lot, especially
The use of spells and talismans is no longer so rough.
"Okay, I know in my heart. You are the first one who can survive three days in my hands, which is very good."
Luan Peiyun stopped her hand, looked at Luo Xiu with lazy and casual eyes, and chuckled.
It's not like she has never taught disciples from Yangcheng Lingfu before, but most of them couldn't last more than two days. After being knocked unconscious several times, they ran away and no longer dared to accept her guidance.
Luo Xiu is a bit interesting, his bones are very hard, no matter how he is beaten, his eyes are still bright, and he even likes to look around.
"Sister, please give me a hand, I'm really exhausted."
Luo Xiu smiled bitterly and raised a hand: he said helplessly.
Luan Peiyun stretched out her hand to pull Luo Xiu up, looked at Luo Xiu with a half-smile, and said abruptly: "Does Senior Sister's butt look good?"
“Great~”
Luo Xiu responded casually, but the next moment, he suddenly took a few steps back. Like a stress reaction, lightning flashed all over his body again. He looked at Luan Peiyun defensively, fearing that this bitch would do something to him again.
Give me a kick.
"Isn't the mana exhausted?"
Luan Peiyun didn't move her legs, she crossed her arms, supporting the tall body in front of her, and said jokingly.
Luo Xiu swallowed his saliva and said with a dry smile: "It always hurts a little if you squeeze it."
"Ha~"
Luan Peiyun seemed to have expected this, and chuckled, saying: "I've taught you everything I need to teach you. If you want to discuss with me in the future, you can come to the second detachment to find me... But next time, I will use a sword."
."
At the end of her words, she stroked the long sword at her waist, and the blood-red halo in her eyes flashed away.
There's no need... Luo Xiu felt his death omen twinkling. He looked at Luan Peiyun in front of him, without squinting, and with his back straight, he bowed his hands and said, "Junior brother, I understand."
Luan Peiyun nodded, twisted her waist, and walked away on high heels. As a spiritual officer in Yangcheng, she didn't have much time to train a junior fellow apprentice, even though this junior fellow apprentice was a bit interesting.
Luo Xiu stood there, watching Luan Peiyun leave, feeling a little reluctant for a moment.
"Meow~"
With a meow, Qiqi leaped onto Luo Xiu's shoulder like a black shadow. Her ice-blue eyes reflected Luo Xiu's bruised nose and face: "Sir, are you okay?"
"...can't die."
Luo Xiu said indifferently.
It definitely hurts, but there's no point in pretending to be pitiful. You can't expect Qiqi to disinfect your saliva.
…
The word "Yi" is in Room No. 404.
Ye Tongtong was treating Luo Xiu's injuries. Seeing that his upper body was bruised and purple, his big bright eyes felt a little unbearable: "Junior brother, does it hurt?"
Luo Xiu gritted his teeth and showed a smile, shook his head and said: "It doesn't hurt, just rest for a night and it will be fine."
"It's been like this and it still doesn't hurt."
Ye Tongtong's fingers glowed green, trying to dispel the residual mana from Luo Xiu's wound. She pursed her lips and asked with some unbearability: "Junior brother, why are you working so hard? You just joined Ling Mansion not long ago. There is no need to treat yourself like this."
, you can take your time with your cultivation."
She was a little puzzled by Luo Xiu's life-threatening cultivation method.
Especially in the past few days, Luo Xiu tortured himself into this state every night before coming back. I heard that it was caused by his sparring with the Spirit Control Officer of the second detachment.
This kind of thing seems unreasonable to Ye Tongtong.
How long has Luo Xiucai been practicing? Isn't this seeking death?
In order not to be bullied... Luo Xiu is very clear about the basic laws of this world. If you have strength, you are justified. If you don't have strength, you are nothing. He wants to bully others, not be bullied by others.
"Only by practicing hard can we protect our senior sister in the future."
Luo Xiu tilted his head and looked at Ye Tongtong, his eyes burning, and he said seriously.
"Who wants your protection~"
Ye Tongtong's eyes were a little dodgeful, and she stretched out her hand to poke Luo Xiu's wound hard, humming softly: "Senior sister is not weak, I will protect you if you want."
"Hiss~ Senior sister, be gentle, it hurts~"
Luo Xiu felt the pain, took a breath of cold air, and said in an extremely exaggerated way.
Ye Tongtong quickly stopped her hand, looked at Luo Xiu's painful expression, and said apologetically: "Is it okay?"
She didn't use much strength, but Luo Xiu's expression scared her.
"Why is senior sister so nice to me?"
Luo Xiu's expression softened slightly, he lay on the bed, tilted his head and looked at Ye Tongtong's beautiful face, and asked in confusion.
"...You are my junior brother~"
Ye Tongtong said matter-of-factly and continued to use his magic power to heal Luo Xiu and repair the bruises on his body.
In fact, this injury is not a big deal for the monks. The magic power can be driven away after a few times of operation, and it can be recovered after a few days of rest. However, Luo Xiuhui couldn't stand it and took the opportunity to let Ye Tongtong help heal the injury.
Luo Xiu has never been the kind of person who likes to hide and lick his wounds. He prefers to let his gentle senior sister help him heal his wounds.
Who left him alone in a different world, feeling extremely empty, insecure, and lacking love.
There are so many junior brothers in Ling Mansion, but they didn't even look at you... Luo Xiu didn't expose Ye Tongtong's lies, he just looked at Ye Tongtong like this.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Ye Tongtong seemed a little uncomfortable being looked at by Luo Xiu. She glanced at him angrily and asked.
Luo Xiu smiled and said softly: "I just want to see it, maybe because the senior sister is so pretty."
"Just say nice things. If you get hurt next time, I won't help you heal."
Ye Tongtong reached out and patted Luo Xiu's butt and said angrily.
"Dong dong~"
At this moment, at the door, a figure leaned against the door frame, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door frame, staring playfully at the two intimate people in the room, winking and joking: "Am I here at the wrong time? Excuse me.
It’s time to get to second place.”
Hearing this, Ye Tongtong's pretty face turned red. She quickly stood up and pretended to be calm and said, "I've met Senior Brother Jiao Sai."
"Junior sister is too polite. No, in a while, I may have to change my name to younger brother and sister~"
Jiao Sai glanced at Luo Xiu and smiled.
Ye Tongtong stamped her feet in embarrassment and said dissatisfied: "Brother Jiao Sai, please don't talk nonsense."
"Brother, did I talk nonsense?"
Jiao Sai asked Luo Xiu with an innocent face.
Luo Xiu didn't answer, as if he didn't understand, and stared at Ye Tongtong with a silly look on his face.
Ye Tongtong was no match for the two stinky men. At this moment, her face turned red with embarrassment, she lowered her head and buried her chest, and ran out.
Jiao Sai closed the door and walked to Luo Xiu's bedside. Looking at Luo Xiu's miserable condition, he casually asked, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, just some skin injuries."
Luo Xiu sat up, reached for the clothes on the side and put them on, and asked curiously: "Why are senior brothers here?"
"There is a mission tonight, and the target is a female ghost."
Jiao Sai explained.
Female ghost?!
Luo Xiu suddenly became interested. This chapter has been completed!