"What's that?"

Ning Pingle frowned slightly, and touched the multi-functional trekking poles on the desk on the bed.

It was not good to carry a weapon with him at school, and he couldn't use it, so when he came back, he went to a store specializing in outdoor goods and bought a trekking pole.

This thing looks ordinary, but it can be separated, easy to carry, not easy to be checked, and some of the trekking poles with the function of self-defense sticks can also be replaced by replacing the tail of the cane, replacing it with a conical head or even a knife head to increase deterrence.

The main thing is that when the fight starts, the cane body is connected and flicked, even if Ning Pingle has not practiced knives, guns and sticks, a sweep can make the ten-mile dog tail grass unable to raise his head.

Well? It's not right, strictly speaking, I have indeed practiced the stick method, which should be regarded as a ...... Tips?

However, this kind of experience is suitable for more intimate spaces, such as Sun Dasheng beating the Seven Fairies.

His mind changed, but his hands kept moving, and in a few clicks he assembled the stick.

There's no wrong thing, this sense of threat that makes your scalp tingle a little is the power of spells.

Unlike himself in the game, Ning Pingle can still sense the traces left by the spell in reality.

It was like in the city of Yuli, he felt the pressure of iron and iron and solemn spells.

What I felt on the corpse of Xiangliu was a feeling of suffocation like deep water.

And in Zhou Beimo, there is only one feeling......

Will die!

He could still feel the presence of a life or an object that contained magic power.

And now, he felt something dangerous approaching.

That breath was filled with a cold and heavy aura, and if you had to say it, it was like a blood-stained demon knife, with a killing intent to choose people and devour them.

Although this aura was very light, Ning Pingle had learned about it in the organization before, and although the existence of a spell master was not rare, it was indeed not much.

The chances of two conjurers appearing in a dorm building are slim, let alone ...... The breath was still approaching his dormitory.

"Wow~ Why is this happening?"

Tu Songhe's mournful screams came from outside the door, and he could be faintly heard burping.

Ning Pingle's mana that had been condensed on his right arm slowly dissipated.

"Is it Shen Ning and them?"

Ning Pingle frowned, but still maintained a vigilant movement, and it was not until the key was inserted into the door lock that he reined in his mana slightly.

The curtains of the bed were scraped by the force of the spell.

Shen Ning, who had just entered the door, was blinded by a demonic wind, and scolded when he turned around:

"Where's the wind?"

Ning Pingle breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

Not a sorcerer, not a beast of the mountains and seas.

It felt more like some of them had something dirty.

This kind of roughly condensed mana can partially strengthen the body, but it is too rough, and the effect of strengthening can be imagined.

However, the fiftieth of the mana obtained by Ning Pingle was too amazing, even if it was roughly strengthened, it made his body a little unbearable.

In the words of Jiang Meng's great beauty, it is that he has not yet reached the stage where he needs to refine the mana, so he will first find a way to adapt to the too large mana in his body, and then think about the next step of growth.

But...... Why is it my roommate who comes in?

He let go of his trekking poles, breathed a sigh of relief, and said:

"It's so early, and the dormitory manager is willing to open the door for you, what's your situation?"

"What's going on?" Ke Chongguang glanced at Ning Pingle suspiciously, remembered something, and said with a smile, "Oh, you said Tu Songhe, this kid really made people anxious today.!" ”

"How?" Ning Pingle asked, his gaze quietly swept over a few people, and finally fixed on Shen Ning, who was washing his face at the washstand.

"So what's going on?"

Shen Ning turned over, rubbed his stomach and went into the toilet, while Ke Chongguang pushed his glasses and said:

"Next door (dormitory) there is a little flower, when I invited people to socialize today, I said hello to the women's dormitory in advance, saying that you will come out, and there happened to be someone in the women's dormitory who was very familiar with the elementary school girl of the International College, and told them about it, and brought them over.

These people are really obsessed, you didn't go, and you dared to brag directly to others that you would go, so there was some chaos today. ”

Ke Chongguang said, subconsciously sighing, and his words also carried a sour taste.

"What's the mess?" He said nonchalantly.

"Someone wants to chase that little girl, but people don't pay much attention to him, I said, people are still in a hurry." mentioned this, Tu Songhe was also unhappy, "People can't look down on it, they can't look down on it, licking their faces and insisting on talking to people, I guess that guy just knows that you won't go today, so he plays this game." ”

When Ke Chongguang heard this, his expression was a little embarrassed for a while.

He's not a eunuch, of course he likes good-looking girls, the reason why he doesn't have too many ideas is purely because he knows some LEVEL girls, and he doesn't want to touch them.

Without the following vision, it is better for people like him not to talk about it.

Ah Le is different, after all, girls eat his style.

Ning Pingle didn't speak, and when he said this, he probably remembered the identity of that person.

That person is a student who is doing a big innovation project with him, and the person brought by his mentor is really good-looking, so it's no wonder that some people are obsessed.

But compared to the traces of magic left on Shen Ning's body, he didn't care at all.

Conjurers are a dangerous group, neither for them nor for the enemies they have to deal with.

Na Ning Pingle was worried about going back in time, Shen Ning knew that there was something wrong with the dormitory area, but he still came back to find him, so he naturally didn't want him to be affected by some existence.

Tu Songhe may have drunk a little too much at the barbecue after the KTV, and he was crying while grabbing Ning Pingle, and said with an angry face:

"Damn, if these guys hadn't told the other people that you were going, some of them wouldn't have come at all.

After coming, he still wants to buy and sell, saying that it sounds good, he is ruining his reputation, and if he says it is not good, he may let others complain about you. ”

Ning Pingle knows that the university can filter the scum, but not the scum.

Even Tiandu University can be regarded as a good local school, but even those better double first-class universities are not really a pure land.

A senior sister of an academy of fine arts should have a photo of things like rumors and small essays.

There are some rules and regulations that need to be followed between people, and they are for those who follow the rules.

When you meet some unruly people, it's no wonder if you're not disgusted.

So he patted Tu Songhe and said with relief:

"I believe it, I know that you are also thinking from my standpoint, and in the future, the dormitory next door will have less contact with them."

Tu Songhe, who was concerned, grabbed Ning Pingle and cried, and said unconvinced:

"Damn! Why are you so popular, teach me a little trick! ”

"Wouldn't it be okay to take care of yourself cleanly and have your hair neat first?" Ning Pingle said casually.