In the past few days, I have been reviewing at her home, and Weng Jingjing and her have basically become one.

"Why can't you make a noise, that's a good thing. In the future, if you can't get into college, you can still open a studio, and I'll give you a part-time job. Weng Jingjing looked at Nan'an with a smile, her table mate was so powerful.

But Nan'an didn't think it was a good thing, "I'm afraid that if I provoke someone who shouldn't be provoked, my current ability is not very strong, and I can't deal with it." Nan'an could only explain it like this.

Hearing her say this, Weng Jingjing suddenly understood how much trouble her behavior just now would cause her. "I'm sorry, I thought ......"

"It's okay, you and your mother tell you to stay at my house tonight, tomorrow is the weekend anyway." She has a lot of rooms in her house, and if she doesn't send Weng Jingjing back at night, she can save a lot of time.

Almost all the students in the school had no intention of going to class during the day. I went to Nan'an's class again and again to see what she looked like. has three heads and six arms or fiery eyes, and is so bold.

There were a lot of classmates crowded outside the window, and Weng Jingjing finally couldn't bear it anymore. "Have you seen enough, can you let people listen to the class?" When he stood up, he shouted outside, and the teacher on the podium didn't react.

It seems that there is no way to go to class today, so I simply asked the head teacher for leave. "Teacher, I'm sorry for disturbing my classmates because of my affairs, so I'd better ask for leave and go back first." Li Lei nodded, "The students' curiosity has been heavy these days, maybe after a few days of things, they will slowly forget about it." ”

Nan'an also looked forward to things being as the teacher said, packed up her schoolbag and took Xuan Qing to go out. "Nan'an, you won't just leave because of the trouble. Now the onlookers are disturbing our study. ”

Song Qingci really has her at all times, Zhang Wenrou also nodded. "yes, we're going to have a final exam soon, and we can't afford to listen to the class at all."

"I'm leaving, so you can listen to the class." After finishing speaking, he left without looking back, Song Qing couldn't understand why Xuanqing was so good to Nan'an, no matter what she did, she was protected by her front and back.

He sat in his seat with a pout, his face full of jealousy. Finally, after Nan'an left, there were a lot fewer onlookers, but some still came to ask what was going on. On this day, Weng Jingjing was almost dizzy, and after school, he saw Nan'an's car parked at the door.

Nan'an drove her car very rarely, and of course few people knew about her car. Seeing Weng Jingjing, a poor student, actually sitting in such a luxury car, the rumors boiled in an instant.

However, Weng Jingjing and Nan'an, who were sitting in the car, were very happy, "I'll take you to a dessert shop, and I'll tell you, tomorrow the money you invested will be rewarded." Nan'an was worried that she would be psychologically burdened, so she hurriedly explained where the money came from.

I heard that there would be benefits soon, and Weng Jingjing danced happily. "When the proceeds come out, I'll treat you to a big dinner. Didn't you always eat any steak before, I can take you to eat it. ”

Although it may not be the best, it is good that Nan'an likes it. "There's nothing good about that stuff, and there's no difference between the beef noodles you eat together." Nan'an found a place to stop the car, but before he could get out of the car, he suddenly heard a thunderclap.

The sky opened like a huge piece of glass, slowly shattering with that sound. In the end, it turned into a little fragment, and I don't know where it fell. Then there was a strong wind, and the dark clouds in the sky were overwhelming, like some demon in the world.

"Master, isn't there anything wrong, it's not normal to look at the dark clouds." Turning his head, Xuan Qing no longer knew when he had disappeared. Weng Jingjing was completely immersed in the lightning and thunder, her eyes were closed, and her hands were covering her ears.

"It's okay, it's just that the thunder of this car won't be struck by lightning and lightning." But she didn't expect that as soon as Nan An finished saying this, suddenly a lightning bolt flew straight towards her car.

Damn, someone must have deliberately made trouble, Nan'an turned around and drove towards the clearing. Now I run into it at the end of the day, and there are cars on the road. "Do you know of any shortcuts nearby?"

Nan Ambala was quiet, and the people next to him came back to their senses. "Mom, why is that lightning chasing us?" While being afraid, he pointed to the alley in front of him, "From here, you can turn to the place where I work, and go straight to the way back to your villa." ”

"Sit tight, someone might be making trouble today." The master should have gone out to check what was going on, and now only she could solve the problem herself. Weng Jingjing's eyes were tightly closed, and Nan'an stepped into the alley with one throttle.

The alley was about the size of her car, and the lightning couldn't hit them once they entered. There are lightning rods on the buildings, but after coming out, Nan'an found that the lightning seemed to be equipped with a positioning and tracking instrument.

Racing all the way to home, Weng Jingjing was already dizzy, Nan'an parked the car outside and pulled Weng Jingjing back to the room. The lightning between the calcium carbide and the fire had already struck her car, and the car was already unrecognizable with a bang.

"It's so dangerous, if it's really a small life to sit in the car, you're okay." Kung Fu Weng Jingjing, who turned his head, had already fainted, why was he so daring. "Lan Xiu dyed out to save his life." After Nan'an finished speaking, he walked out of the villa.

I wanted to see who had made the moth, but as soon as she stepped out of her front foot, the lightning fell on the tip of her toe. Good guys, it's real. Nan'an put his hands on his chest, and the aura gathered in the palms of his hands. Her eyes were fixed on the direction of the lightning, and just as it was about to strike, her hands were clasped to her chest, and the aura had formed a golden bell jar to envelop her.

The aura was golden, and the white light of the lightning collided with the aura as if it were a burning fireball. Nan'an felt extremely hot all over his body, but his body was very comfortable. I don't know who is making small movements behind the back, Nan'an stretched out with both hands, and the lightning was invincible, and then disappeared.

Nan'an thought that there was nothing wrong, and turned around and was just about to go back to the room, when the other party made a comeback. "Take off your coat." Lan Xiuran shouted, Nan'an rolled on the ground, and his clothes were thrown into the open space next to him.

Sure enough, as the clothes landed, the lightning also moved to the other side, and as the lightning landed, the clothes burned. "Is there something up there?" Sure enough, after watching the clothes burn clean, there was no demon wind outside.

"Someone put a lightning charm on you, so the lightning followed you." But Nan'an is quite powerful, when she turned her head to look at Nan'an, she found that her body was faintly radiating. "Nan'an, have you been in close contact with anyone, otherwise how would the lightning talisman stick to you."

Nan'an looked at the ground in confusion and had close contact with people? Except for Weng Jingjing sitting quietly in her car, there should have been no contact with any strangers in the afternoon. However, what Nan'an can conclude will not be Weng Jingjing. "Let's not talk about this matter first, didn't my master come back?"

Lan Xiuran pointed to the empty room, of course there was no more, otherwise he wouldn't be there alone in a daze. "But today I feel a lot of demonic energy around, you can rest assured that you will definitely not be able to enter the room."

I heard that there was a corpse controlled by the spirit banner before, and he actually came into the room to murder Nan'an. Lan Xiuran was definitely not here at that time, otherwise how could such a thing happen, in case of a big mistake, the safety of their spirit clan would be entrusted by no one.

Looking at him as if he was at home, Nan An didn't even look at it, and that little fleshy face really didn't look serious. It shouldn't be a big deal to take a look at Weng Jingjing, but the master hasn't come back yet.

Suddenly, Nan'an suddenly felt that the whole person couldn't move, and wanted to shout for Lan Xiuran to help, but it seemed as if he had been frozen. It can't be someone who has cast a spell to control it, and it won't be the person who operated the spirit banner a few times before.

"Don't try to find a way to free yourself from the shackles, even your master can't break free from my immortal rope." Suddenly, a hoarse and harsh voice sounded in Nan'an's ears, Nan'an wanted to see who it was, but he was instantly pulled into chaos.

In front of him was a black figure, without the shape of a specific person, and a huge cloak was worn on top of the shadow's head. "May I ask who the predecessor is, since you know my master, you know that I am not easy to mess with." Losing people does not lose the battle, now that the other party controls Nan'an, if the momentum is weaker, I am afraid that the other party will look down on it.

There was a laugh from under the cloak, "Sure enough, it's Xuanqing's apprentice, and the attitude of speaking is the same arrogance, but if it falls into my hands today, it won't let you escape so easily." ”

Nan'an hadn't heard of people who knew the master and had grievances, but the other party's words made Nan'an understand that he must have come prepared. "So you lured my master away from the square, and you were diverting the tiger from the mountain."

Nan'an just wanted to delay as much time as possible, and when Lan Xiuran reacted or the master came back, then the problem would be much easier. Unexpectedly, the body can be transformed into black qi, and the cultivation must be several levels higher than Nan'an.

"You're going to die anyway, so you don't have to figure it out that much." The black gas turned into a devil's claw, flew out directly from under the cloak and grabbed Nan'an's neck. Why doesn't this person play cards according to the routine, doesn't he say that he wants to die or die, understand? You don't need to know so much about how you got to him, and if you want to hang up.