Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

In fact, many male monks have imagined that a beautiful fairy will protect them from wind and rain, and also provide them with powerful skills and magical weapons.

However, this fantasy is just a fantasy. In reality, you still have to earn resources to practice.

After all, how can we easily meet a fairy who can protect us from wind and rain?

Therefore, when they see other monks being treated like this, they are really gritting their teeth.

So a group of male monks walked around the listening bridge and attacked the dormitory on one side, seemingly in perfect agreement.

Those who didn't know thought they had said hello via private message.

"??" Tingqiao was puzzled.

how? Does he suck hatred so much?

Or is it that there is a new rule in the cultivation world that men beat men and women beat women?

She obviously stood up first, and he also stepped aside. This was obviously her intention to deal with them alone... Didn't these people understand?

This is also the rule of fighting in the cultivation world in the past... However, the other party does not have to abide by it.

Tingqiao only felt it was a little troublesome, but not annoyed at all.

Su Liu's cloned sword was in her hand. In an instant, she stood in front of the male monks again. With a casual wave of her sword, she fell like a galaxy, repelling them all.

Even the soul is still trembling.

With a smile in his eyes, Suliu casually turned to the side again.

The two of them were in a very relaxed state and did not regard the situation as a threat at all.

The monks looked at each other and glanced at the silver-gray galaxy on the ground from time to time.

What grade is the sword in this girl's hand? It has such power...

Tingqiao clicked his tongue slightly, and his eyes fell on the traces of the galaxy.

How can she practice like this?

She turned her head, her eyes suggestive.

"Huh?" Su Liu glanced at the traces, his face seemed a little confused, "Isn't this the effect of foundation building?"

"Obviously not!"

"Then I'll adjust it again."

"Less than half."

"Well, all right."

The two communicated through voice transmission, and others did not know they were talking.

Since this happened just now, these people were a little hesitant.

Tingqiao swung his sword again, this time the effect was obviously much weaker.

That shuddering breath seems to be gone too?

"Isn't that just a bluff?"

"Or rely on the spiritual energy around you?"

"How about trying it again?"

In short, they dared again.

A three-person familiar sword formation attacked, and three afterimages were seen approaching, with golden light in the center, about to hit Tingqiao.

Tingqiao did not dodge or dodge, she made the sword float to one side, raised her hand and directly formed the formation. In just a moment, she arranged seven formations to complement her own.

For the opponent, it is natural to constantly add obstacles.

The golden light was directly shaken away by her sword, and at the same time, a bunch of spells came from a distance.

She also didn't hide. She held the sword in front of her, and the blue light gathered to form a shield.

He is not directly immune. Tingqiao can still feel those spells, but they are no longer powerful.

The location where Tingqiao was located belonged to the high ground, and the wind mixed with ice flowers kept blowing towards her face. Her black hair, which was originally smooth and hanging, was also dangled. However, her whole body did not look embarrassed there, and she still had a wanton smile on her lips. .

How could these people be her opponents?

The sword or magical weapon she faced would have cracks after a few moves, or it would make a loud noise, and the spirit of the weapon would give way.

No one dared to face that powerful sword intent.

When she had some free time, she focused on analyzing the spells they threw at her.

"Well, this is quite interesting."

"Hey, why does this look familiar?"

"And this one... It's a pity that it doesn't have enough stamina. It can be improved a little."

Tingqiao even used it on the spot, but the power of the same technique was different.

Seeing this, the monks felt really complicated and it was hard to describe how they felt.

Just fight, why are you still using our moves?

"Xiujie... I'm afraid another genius will appear." Someone murmured.

"Is this really a monk in the foundation building stage?"

"I, I want to go home and rebuild."

Someone looked at it carefully again and said quietly: "There are always a few outstanding figures in the same generation."

These people don't know that the people in front of them are actually not of their generation.

But no one takes action easily anymore.

However, after holding it in for a while, some monks still couldn't help but attack someone who had never made a move from beginning to end - "Hey! Pretty boy, what's the point of hiding behind a woman?"

Su Liu glanced over casually and quickly looked away. He didn't care at all what these people said.

There weren't many things in the world that he cared about.

In front of her, he is willing to treat people in the most gentle manner, and he will also show his original ferocity to those who threaten her.

But now these... really don't reach the level of threat.

Tingqiao held back his laughter and spoke up for him: "Could it be that you are jealous?" No wonder these people just attacked Suliu first.

How could they admit this? "It's nothing! I just can't stand the man hiding behind the girl! It's really a shame to our generation!"

Anyway, we can't win the treasure, we can only despise and despise those who win.

Of course, they are also thinking: Why can’t such good things happen to me?

Su Liu glanced at them again, looking proud and reserved.

He had no words, only a soft "ha" sound.

This attitude was even more irritating, but in a blink of an eye, the girl was still there! If I take action now, I'm afraid I won't be able to gain anything.

It's nothing more than sending out more spells.

And now this is just a secret spiritual treasure, so there is no need to risk your life.

After a while, these monks left helplessly.

Tingqiao glanced at it but made no move to stop him.

Su Liu appeared directly beside her, "How?"

She nodded slightly, with some thoughts on her face, "It seems there is a breakthrough."

Su Liu: "Then I will protect you."

"it is good."

Tingqiao took out from the space magic weapon a magic weapon she had refined before - a portable house. As long as it is activated with enough spiritual power, a house the size of a palm can be enlarged.

Naturally, her spiritual power was not enough now. After Su Liu took it and put it down, a glass-colored house appeared in front of her eyes, which looked very abrupt against the potholes everywhere.

Tingqiao raised her chin, feeling very proud looking at the magical weapon she had refined.

She entered the back room with brisk steps, and meditated on the familiar bed.

Su Liu stood at the door and watched quietly.