Mo Anping opened the door, leaned out, and saw Ning Yuan, who was only about 10 meters away from the door.

"Ning Yuan, here!"

Xia Jinxiu: Take a deep breath! Now it's show time.

"Senior Mo, is Senior Ning here?" Unabashedly, Xia Jinxiu generously took the lead in speaking before Ning Yuan entered the door.

Hearing a female voice, Ning Yuan was surprised, entered the door, and was stunned for a moment after seeing Xia Jinxiu, it seemed a little familiar, but for a while, Ning Yuan didn't remember where this familiar feeling came from.

Xia Jinxiu looked at Ning Yuan as if it was the first time she saw Ning Yuan, and her eyes looked at her with straightforward curiosity.

To be precise, this was indeed the first time she had seen Ning Zhai.

In the memory of the original owner, Ning Jia is a cream bun, the kind of rich boy, although he fought very well when he was a child, he rarely fights, and generally gives people a quiet and well-behaved feeling.

To apply the most popular classification for men nowadays, it is the small milk dog.

At this time, it has probably been a little bit outside in the wind and sun, and it is not as creamy as before, but the soft eyebrows and eyes, and the delicate facial features, look non-aggressive, which is incompatible with the sharp aura that most military cadets have, and it is the feeling of the little brother next door.

"Senior, what's wrong, I have flowers on my face?" After a few glances, she found that Ning Zha, who was still staring at her in a daze, Xia Jinxiu naturally touched her face and joked.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere......" Ning Yuan muttered with thought between his eyebrows.

However, because of the completely different temperaments, Ning Yuan didn't react at all.

"Ha, senior, this way of accosting is outdated." Xia Jinxiu teased very familiarly.

She set herself up: innocent, cute, lively, kind, simple, silly elementary school girl!

"Xiaoxue, this is Ning Yuan." With a heartbeat, he glanced at Ning Yuan vaguely, and Mo Anping, who only felt threatened, immediately interjected, and deliberately omitted the word 'senior sister' very schemingly, creating an illusion that the two had a good relationship.

While Mo Anping introduced Ning Yuan, he threw a look at him declaring sovereignty.

Mo Anping: This is my sister! Don't rob it!

Strangers in a foreign land.

It is relatively easy to establish revolutionary friendship between fellow villagers.

Although Mo Anping and Ning Yuan don't have much contact on weekdays, they can be regarded as knowing each other for 5 or 6 years.

After Mo Anping played such a careful trick, Fan Ningyuan regarded him as a friend, so he was embarrassed to rob him.

Although the two only met for the first time today, Mo Anping felt that this kind of prevention was very necessary.

Ning Yuan immediately understood his eyes, and nodded back to show that he understood, and the little sense of disobedience that had just popped up in his mind was just dispersed by a look.

"Ning Yuan, this is my senior sister from the Card Making Academy, Leng Xue, is the senior sister in our group." Mo Anping was in a good mood to introduce the two.

"Hello." Ning Yuan smiled politely, and nodded at Xia Jinxiu as a greeting.

"Senior Ning is good, please take care of me in the future." Xia Jinxiu's voice is hearty and gives full play to the talent of an actor.

"Where, you're welcome."

……

After the simple greetings, let's get to the point.

Mo Anping had an in-depth exchange with Ning Yuan on the relevant points of attention for card making.

Xia Jinxiu sat quietly and listened, and pretended to record with a notebook, looking like a diligent and studious student.

On the surface, it is serious, but in fact, the mind has completely diverged.

First of all, Ning Slag really didn't recognize it!

Well, well, it's possible that you recognize it but don't do it.

In the military academy, there is one of the most basic courses, which is to prevent the 'eavesdropping' of high-level spiritual powers, and the popularity rate of this course is a bit high.

Therefore, although Ning Zha is only an A, Xia Jinxiu, who has not learned professional 'eavesdropping' skills, can't eavesdrop on him at all.

So, really didn't recognize it? Or do you recognize it but don't move?

According to Xia Jinxiu's observation, it should be the former.

If it is the latter, then it can only be said that the acting skills of this scum can win the Oscar and be on par with her!

Is it an acting school?

Xia Jinxiu thought very seriously.

And about half an hour later, Mo Anping and Ning Yuan officially ended Balabala.

"Sister Xiaoxue, light brain is silent." Mo Anping reminded him at the right time.

"Senior, don't worry, I'll keep quiet."

Moving his own small bench, Xia Jinxiu retreated to the corner and narrowed his sense of existence.

Get ready and get started.

Ning Yuan and Mo Anping kept a distance of 3 meters and fought opposite each other, only to see Ning Yuan's right hand stretched out, and after a burst of A-level spiritual power fluctuations, there seemed to be something flowing above the palm.

Ning Yuan nodded at Mo Anping, and then, Xia Jinxiu felt Mo Anping's spiritual power.

Because releasing his B-level spiritual power perception will affect Mo Anping, and using 5S spiritual power for a long time is at risk of being discovered.

It's just a wind demon card, Xia Jinxiu is not ready to take risks.

With her own card-making ability, Xia Jinxiu can only rely on the fluctuation of mental power to judge the general process of card-making.

Presumably the seal is still being prepared.

The fishing net was generally woven for more than ten seconds, and Mo Anping did not wrinkle, and the spiritual power on the scene dissipated.

"Your wind blade's attack power is too strong, and my seal can't hold it down. Ning Yuan, you reduce your Attack Strength by 50%. ”

"Okay."

Then, go ahead.

The second trial, success!

Mo Anping looked at the magic card condensed above Ning Yuan's palm with great excitement, and gathered his mind and carefully finished it.

Completely completed, with a hook of his hand, when the magic card flew to his hand, Mo Anping was very ecstatic.

Stable Magic Card!

More than 80% of them are successful.

Go on......

Two out of six, Mo Anping, as a novice of the Wind Demon Card, has a good success rate.

After finishing the business, the three of them gathered at the small rest table, Mo Anping and Ning Yuan discussed the card-making process just now while recovering from the exhaustion caused by the consumption of a lot of mental energy.

Holding his small notebook very devotedly, Xia Jinxiu continued to study hard.

After the two of them were almost discussed, Xia Jinxiu smiled and congratulated, "Senior Mo, congratulations, the two seniors are so amazing!" ”

"It's just luck. The success rate is too low, Xiaoxue, I'm embarrassed for you to say that. With a humble mouth, Mo Anping was obviously in a very happy mood, and as soon as his mind moved, he took the wind demon card that was produced for the first time, pinched the corner of the card with both hands very formally, and handed it over.

"Xiaoxue, this time thanks to you by my side to encourage me, give it to you, I hope you don't dislike it."

Xia Jinxiu: ......

Thanks to her?

This is very contrary to the will.

sighed in her heart, Xia Jinxiu had a bad premonition, rub, this Mo Anping won't be in love with her, right?

Hey, it's just too annoying to be beautiful.

"Senior Mo, this card means a lot to you, I can't accept it!" Although it was smiling, Xia Jinxiu's refusal was very firm.

"Xiaoxue, you can use it as a learning material......

"My master gave me a lot of Wind Demon Cards as study materials." Xia Jinxiu interrupted directly.

Mo Anping: Heartbreak......

The temptation failed, so it was obvious that he didn't look down on him.

silently took back the card, still thinking about whether he was too anxious and gave up? Or keep stalking and give it a try?

didn't wait for Mo Anping to think about it for a few seconds.

"Senior Ning, I heard that you haven't reached 30 yet, and you already have A-level spiritual power, it's really amazing!"

For Xia Jinxiu, Mo Anping is the one who builds bridges, and now the goal has been achieved, cross the river and tear down the bridge, goodbye!

Aiming the muzzle of the gun at Ning Slag, Xia Jinxiu is ready to use her eighteen-class routine!