Ling Qingxuan returned to Qing Nuan, who had already defeated the first beast.

The Warcraft did not expect that this thin young man really had some strength.

It reduced its own strength to be higher than him, but still lost.

"Ling'er, Master Xie, is he alright?" The young man gasped slightly while holding the spirit sword.

This spirit sword seems to be more convenient than the saber he has used for more than ten years, but he is obviously using it for the first time today.

"I can't die." Ling Qingxuan sat on his shoulders.

Then it should be all right, Qing Nuan pointed at the beast lying on his stomach and said, "Ling'er, I defeated the beast on the first floor."

The teenager didn't notice the compliment in his tone.

The beast trembled slightly. It was a beast on the fifth floor. It was about to go up. It was swept away by the cold eyes and returned to the iron gate on the first floor.

Where is this, it's not familiar!

"Well, Qing Nuan is really good, let's continue to play on the second floor." The little girl pointed at one at random.

The targeted monster: ...it's on the seventh floor! The most vicious!

So after that, whichever one Ling Qingxuan points to, that beast will reduce its strength to the corresponding level.

The rest hurriedly sneaked to the iron gate of their own house, and they should control it by themselves.

Originally, the master and the spirit beast attacked together, but Qing Nuan was the only one who attacked.

After all, as soon as Aya Qingxuan comes into play, these monsters will want to admit defeat.

Until night fell, a few unlucky students came in through this entrance, but they were thrown out without even fighting the monsters on the first floor.

Qing Nuan stopped in front of the iron gate on the fourth floor. The beast on the fourth floor had just been defeated, so he got in and closed it.

The boy was sweating a lot, and he stopped letting Ling Qingxuan sit on his shoulders.

The little girl flew over and was dodged by him.

...the seat cushion is gone!

"Ling'er, I'm dirty." He wiped the wooden board next to him with his sleeve, "Sit here if you're tired."

It was too late, and since Qing Nuan had a lot of profound energy overdraft, they could take a break for a while and adjust their breath.

The little girl didn't even glance at the wooden board, "Don't sit, it's hard."

She flew into Qing Nuan's arms, and Qing Nuan was a little flustered, "Linger, I..."

"To shut up."

She is sleepy, and she will kill him if she quarrels again.

[...] My host's body is now, what should I do? It's fierce and cute every day, and zz is too lazy to dismantle it.

The little girl was small and had a chill on her body.

Qing Nuan took off her dirty coat and held her on top of her clean underwear, "Linger, are you sleepy?"

There was no response, Qing Nuan lowered her eyes slightly, and saw her eyelashes flickering with her breathing, and her delicate facial features were as beautiful as the brush of magic.

Even if it is cold, it is as noble and clear as frost.

Qing Nuan couldn't hold back and brushed her fingertips against her cheek.

The fingerprints were rubbed, and Ling Qingxuan was not very comfortable, so he drilled in and went directly into his underwear.

The boy's face turned red, and his body froze.

"Aya?"

The little girl muttered, "Don't be noisy."

This body used too much spiritual power today, and she was really sleepy.

Qing Nuan pursed her lips, stretched out her hand to cover her slightly undulating place, and helped her resist the cold wind blowing in from the window.

In fact, she could completely enter Qing Nuan's body to rest, but it was empty, and there was the blood of the beast.

Ling Qingxuan was afraid that he couldn't help but kill that thing, which would cause him discomfort.

"Ling'er." The boy murmured, closing his eyes gently, synchronizing with her breathing.

...

Today's pharmacy is very lively.

After all, the stone tower is open, and there are quite a few injured people.

Xie Han was lying on the bed, and he couldn't breathe. He unconsciously pushed away the thing that was pressing on his heart, but it was pressed up again.

"Qingyang, you have too much hair on your hands." He snorted reproachfully, opened his eyes, and was greeted by the **** mouth of the white tiger.

Thank you letter:  …

Oh, the claws of the white tiger.

"How good the hair is, it proves that you are strong, hehehe." He half sat up and sneered at the white tiger.

This white tiger is fierce, but Xie Han was slapped and injured by it several times.

Bai Hu retracted his mouth, walked slowly to Qing Yang's side, and went back.

There were only two people left in the small room, and Xie Han smiled awkwardly, "Qingyang, where is this?"

"Pharmacy." Qingyang put down the teacup, and just passed the detection of the white tiger, the thank you letter was no big deal.

Xie Han was about to say something when Qing Yang said: "Qing Nuan is my brother, I should have gone, what are you stealing the limelight."

"It's your brother, it's your brother, and I didn't plan to grab it." Xie Han didn't expect that he didn't even say thank you when he woke up. Well, it was also his voluntary choice.

"You are the genius of the Qing family, and I am the mediocrity of the Xie family. If something happens, it must be me."

Thank you letters are habitually self-defeating.

"You are not mediocre." Qing Yang put down his teacup, "Thank you for today's matter, you can rest well."

Seeing him walking out, Xie Han didn't know which muscle cramped, and clutching his heart, which was nothing at all, he said, "Cough, it hurts."

Qingyang paused, called the doctor, and left.

The doctor came over and said, "This student, go back when you're done, and make the bed for the other injured."

These days, one by one is becoming more and more inhumane.

Xie Han snorted and jumped off the bed.

He took a few steps in the direction Qingyang left, and immediately changed direction.

It's so late, let's go back first... Thank you.

...

"Why are the monsters on this floor gone?"

The eldest grandson Yuhui, who reached the third floor, heard a voice from below.

It seemed that a student entered the same clearance space as her.

The student went to the second floor, and after defeating the beast, he saw Yuhui, the eldest grandson on the third floor.

"The concubine of the eldest grandson's family?" The student knew her identity, and after chanting a sentence, he said, "If you don't fight, don't get in the way."

He pushed the eldest grandson Yuhui and opened the iron door on his own.

The monster on the third floor ran out and instantly fought against the student.

Changsun Yuhui stood aside and touched the place where she had just been pushed.

The reason why she is so slow is because of the devouring and digestion of spirit beasts. After one fight, she has to rest for a long time.

The student was fighting with the beast, and the beast of life was also helping.

The eldest grandson Yuhui looked at the railing and threw out several hidden weapons wrapped in profound energy.

"Be careful, this monster is good at poison!" she shouted, posing to step forward to help.

"Stay away from me." The student didn't want her to be a disservice, and let the natal beast stop her.

Then he leaned against the railing, and the big claws of the beast pressed over him, causing a pain in his waist.

Under this dizzy humming, the demon beast took the student down.

The guardian of the spirit beast, when he was about to go to continue, the spirit beast of the eldest grandson Yuhui grabbed it.

"what--!"

The student fell down, bleeding from his head.

He bared his teeth in pain, and with profound strength to protect his body and the tenacity of his body, even if he fell, he would not die.

But the numbness in his waist made him unable to move, and then his natal spirit beast fell from above.

"what--!"

The eldest grandson Yuhui walked to the broken railing indifferently and looked down.

There was a coldness in those eyes.