Chapter Twenty-Nine: I'm sorry, but I have a lot of sigils

In front of Qiao Shan, Xie Xiaoman looked at the paper like a letter of introduction being thrown at his feet, and looked at him calmly.

Qiao Shan didn't make any extra moves, obviously sitting there, but he seemed to sneer at Xie Xiaoman condescendingly. If Xie Xiaoman bent down to pick up the thin piece of paper, it would be like hitting Qiao Shan to the ground.

A pinch to the ground is a very simple etiquette, and it doesn't matter to the elders or the elderly, even if you do it a hundred times. But Xie Xiaoman looked at the disgusting face of the other party and thought of some things that she had encountered in her dreams thousands of years later, so she was a little angry.

If there is injustice, there will be a roar, let alone anger?

Xie Xiaoman looked at Qiao Shan and drew a wind charm casually, wanting the thin piece of paper to float into his hand.

Qiao Shan was also looking at her, and when he saw Xie Xiaoman's movements, he sneered, and the hand placed under the bookcase moved slightly, and it was also a wind charm cast.

"You have to remember that this is the Congzong Academy, not your mountain gate. In this kind of place, no one will let a little sister like you go! Qiao Shan sneered and cast a spell, blowing the thin piece of paper back.

The yellowish paper hung in the air, trembling and rattling from the wind blowing on both sides.

Xie Xiaoman frowned slightly, forced out more spiritual power from his fingertips, and the paper was like a piece of iron attracted by a magnet, and it moved slowly but firmly towards the place where Xie Xiaoman was.

"Having such a cultivation at a young age is not a mundane thing. But in my sect, you still don't have to be proud, otherwise there are as many people who want to crush you and can crush you as many as stars! Qiao Shan's gaze turned cold. With the same force in his hands, he moved the paper back to where it had been stagnant.

And this time, he didn't stop there. Re-exert the spiritual power to attract the paper.

It's just that the cultivation is like him, and a thin layer of sweat has also soaked out of his head.

Xie Xiaoman was still quiet, she didn't understand the meaning of Qiao Shan's words, whether she regarded herself as someone else, or thought that she was the pride of a certain sect.

But. No matter what the situation is, his words are harsh enough and angry enough.

If there is a fire, it must be extinguished. It's just that by now, Xie Xiaoman's face has turned slightly pale.

Although Qiao Shan's cultivation is not much stronger than his own, in this kind of competition of simple spiritual power consumption, a little more is enough.

Xie Xiaoman pursed his slightly dry lips. Knowing that the spiritual power of his physical strength was close to emptiness. If it continues like this, she will be the first to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

However, could it be that those inexplicable encounters and congesting words before were forgotten?

No, she Xie Xiaoman is not such a person!

Licking his lips, Xie Xiaoman thought of something. Looking at Qiao Shan's eyes, he smiled.

Qiao Shan was a little confused by this smile. I had to understand that she was dying and struggling, so she said condescendingly: "What I don't look down on the most is that you children who came out of a certain mountain gate, all of them have eyes above the top, obviously walking in the world, but they don't talk about the rules of the world for half a minute." I'm not the kind of place where you can mess around! No matter how arrogant and domineering you are in the mountain gate, here, give me an honest man! ”

With that, Qiao Shan put all his spiritual power into his hands, and struggled to activate the wind charm, and the paper quickly swept towards him, seeing that it was about to fall back on the bookcase.

On the other hand, Xie Xiaoman's face was slightly pale, but her eyes became brighter and brighter.

She was not in a hurry to mobilize more spiritual power in her body, but put her left hand into her arms, felt out a thick pile of talismans, and shook it at Qiao Shan.

"It seems that you are really ready to fight me to the death?" Xie Xiaoman grinned, unhurriedly flipped out a wind charm from it, and pasted it in the direction where the paper was.

The paper was stimulated by the ability of the instant talisman, tilted a few inches towards Xie Xiaoman, and slowly led back to the "right track" with Qiao Shan's efforts.

However, Qiao Shan's body also began to shake slightly, and it seemed that he was close to the limit.

"I'm really sorry, although my cultivation is not very good, but for some things before, I prepared a lot of talismans."

Xie Xiaoman smiled slightly, his hand didn't stop, and one after another the wind charm was patted like this.

Although the power of her talisman seals is not large, she can't help but have enough of them, even if she smashes people with popcorn, as long as the number is enough, it will cause a certain amount of redness and swelling damage, not to mention, the talisman seals are always stronger than popcorn.

There was no suspense on the paper, and as the wind charms were shot out, they moved towards Xie Xiaoman more and more resolutely.

Qiao Shan's face was pale, sweat was low, and his eyes lost their previous brilliance. He was a little angry, he had predicted that he would fail, but he still didn't give up.

"Old Qiao, don't make trouble, at such an old age, why is it still so big!"

The person who had been sleeping finally yawned, sighed in a daze, and didn't see how he moved, so he suddenly appeared in the middle of Xie Xiaoman and Qiao Shan, Shi Shiran stretched out his hand and took down the paper that was floating in mid-air.

He was in his twenties, wearing a wide robe with sleeves, revealing a large part of his chest, and his hair was scattered.

Although Qiao Shan is twice as old as him, when he greets Qiao Shan, he does not mean anything respectful, more like he is chatting with an old friend.

Holding the paper under his nose, the man couldn't help but smile dumbly: "Heh, tenth-class walking." Old Qiao, although you have always been prejudiced against the cultivators who came out of the mountain gate, is it too obvious to suppress them like this? Hey, little girl, you too, a junior, don't you know what it means to respect the old and love the young? Which mountain gate did you come out of? When you go out, even if you have a master and brother who have a mountain gate as a backer, you should understand what humility is and what it means to cover up your edge. Otherwise, with your temper, if you really cause trouble, your masters and brothers want to help you wipe your ass, and I'm afraid you won't be able to do it for a while. ”

Although the man was talking about the lesson, his tone was very gentle, Xie Xiaoman pursed his lips slightly, and did not say much.

It is true that she does not have the ability to argue with her, the confrontation with Qiao Shan just now has almost consumed ninety percent of the spiritual power in her body, and if she wants to fully recover, I am afraid she will have to wait until tomorrow.

"Thank you." Xie Xiaoman stretched out his hand and was about to take the paper in the man's hand.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly and withdrew his hand: "You haven't answered my words yet, which mountain gate are you from?" I see that you are quite accomplished in the Fu Seal, is it the Wanfu Sect in the north, or the Mingzi Gate in the south? ”

"Neither." Xie Xiaoman frowned slightly, "I'm not a disciple of the Mountain Sect, I'm just a casual cultivator." ”

The man was stunned when he heard this, and Qiao Shan, who was still gasping for breath, was also stunned for a moment, looking at Xie Xiaoman inexplicably.

"Then you're ...... Why compete with Old Joe? You also heard that the meaning of his words was just some opinions about the cultivators who came out of the mountain gate. You're not one of them. The man asked, puzzled.

Xie Xiaoman frowned and said: "He already started before he said those words, since they all started fighting, do you want to escape halfway?" Besides......" Xie Xiaoman glanced at Qiao Shan, and his words were obviously a big truth, but at this time he looked proud and uninhibited, "I know that I can beat him." ”

When Qiao Shan heard this, his face turned even paler. I don't know if it's because I lost this game, or because of the cause of these things, it's just a misunderstanding.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something sorry, but as old as him, in the face of a teenage girl, he couldn't hold his face, and he didn't say a word after all.

"Besides, I was angry at first, just because you were too immoral and too faceless. When I entered the door, I asked twice politely, but no one paid attention to me. Xie Xiaoman glanced at the four people in the room and sneered, "I don't like your atmosphere, and I don't like the way you treat people." So if you want to fight, I'll accompany you. ”

In a word, the dΓ©tente that had just been slightly recovered was broken again, and even the rest of the people were involved.

Qiao Shan and the other two looked at each other, and they didn't know what expression to use for a while.

The man standing next to him hugged his arms and looked at her with interest, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's a little interesting, from a place like the sect, I haven't been here for many years with someone like you." ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Xie Xiaoman shrugged.

"It's not a compliment," the man shrugged, "I'm just lamenting your ignorance and fearlessness. To put it bluntly, it's lamenting your stupidity. ”

"Thank you." Xie Xiaoman didn't get angry anymore, she raised her face with a slightly pale face, raised her face that was a little freckled in the sun, and stretched out her hand to the man, "Please give me that book." ”

"It's just a tenth-level walk, and with your cultivation ability, it should be at least sixth-class. Do you really want this book? ”

"Can you help me change to sixth-class walking?" Xie Xiaoman asked calmly.

The man shook his head and smiled: "With your performance, and now calling me the word 'you', I'm afraid you can't." ”

"Then please give me the book." Xie Xiaoman stretched his palm forward.

The man was dumbfounded, not expecting such an answer.

It's kind of interesting.

"My name is Liu Chuan, you can call me Lao Liu, or you can call me Brother Chuan, but don't point at my nose and call my name, otherwise I will be angry." The man squinted his eyes slightly, held the book between his two fingers, and handed it to Xie Xiaoman, "If I get angry, it will be difficult to end." ”

This is a very vulgar sentence that is easy to ignore, but for some reason, Xie Xiaoman believed it, and thought that he should believe it.

Liu Chuan exuded a smell, of course, not the filth caused by not taking a bath for a few days, but a faint bloody smell, a very dangerous smell.

She looked at the slightly narrowed eyes, took the book, and nodded slightly.

"Thank you." (To be continued......)