I was banned by the Revitalization event.

Jiang Qiaomiao tilted her head and then burst out laughing.

So Qin Luo can be this silly sometimes? She always thought this guy was in the bag.

Looking at the girl's bright smile.

Qin Luo simply smiled and squeezed the girl's soft hand.

"Let's go get something to drink."

"Ah."

Jiang Qiaomiao gently agreed, smiling as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and walked with him toward the school gate.

And it was just 200 meters away.

The school wall is just across the road, on the poplar trees lining the road.

Long Ya, along with his henchmen of all ranks, each armed with binoculars, continued to provide close protection for Qin Luo. From a distance, it looked as if spring had arrived, the harvest season was here, and the poplar trees were laden with muscular, strong men.

Longya squatted on the tree.

He held a telescope in one hand and sipped a cup of coffee in the other.

"Boss, the Jiang family doesn't seem like they're about to make a move..."

I squatted down next to him.

Long Ya's trusted lieutenant also held a telescope and whispered, providing intelligence to his young master.

Logically speaking, spiritual energy crystal mines are the most precious treasures in the world, and even large families would find them hard to resist. For a family of Jiang's size, they must also be very tempting, and might even lead them to harbor evil intentions and kill to steal the treasure.

But he's not stupid.

The girl and Qin Luo were being all lovey-dovey together; they didn't seem like they were about to kill someone.

"I'm not blind."

Long Ya said through gritted teeth, biting the plastic cup until it was deformed.

The Jiang family was clearly determined to use their beauty to their advantage. The two of them were so lovey-dovey that he could practically smell the sour stench just looking at them, and it made him feel incredibly uncomfortable.

What a lack of backbone...

Why do they all resort to such despicable tricks?

Where is the passion, the fighting spirit, the life-or-death battle spirit between the great families back then? Why don't we fight?

Sipping the last bit of coffee.

Longya crumpled the plastic cup into a ball and threw it on the ground.

I feel my anger rising again.

If we were to replace this with a red-haired character from League of Legends, it would be someone whose fighting desire has nowhere to go, whose hands are itching to fight, whose rage bar is already full, to the point where a single charged punch could instantly kill a squishy character.

He came to Xianning with a belly full of anger.

Whether or not he protects Qin Luo is no longer important; he just wants to find an evil force and have a good fight with it.

But at this moment.

His henchman, who was looking around with binoculars, suddenly paused.

Then he quickly tugged at Long Ya's sleeve, his voice tinged with excitement, "Boss, look over there, those people over there!"

Who is it?

Long Ya said casually, glancing over.

A white sedan slowly pulled up to the side of the road, and four figures got out.

They were all women, dressed in black combat uniforms. They were talking to each other when they put on pointed masks and tied their long hair up high with ropes.

"Boss, I remember the one on the far left, Li Yao, a Foundation Establishment Peak cultivator from the Five Poisons Sect!"

The lackey quickly replied.

He reported the situation to Longya.

Although cultivators are divided into different sects, private duels are common, and everyone knows a few friends from other sects.

He had seen this woman before; she was clearly a master from the Five Poisons Sect!

Longya remained silent.

These four people were clearly women. Without a doubt, this was another honey trap. The bedding sent by the Five Poisons Sect was meant for Qin Luo to enjoy.

Scumbag!

He squatted on the tree trunk, sulking.

But the next second...

The four female monks exchanged hand gestures, then rummaged through the trunk of the car and pulled out several submachine guns, which they then tossed among themselves and distributed.

Long Ya was taken aback.

Then his muscles began to tremble; he had never been so excited, and his eyes even welled up with tears.

Why would a honey trap involve a submachine gun?

they.

They are bad people!

Chapter 212 The Battleground Between Teacher Jiang and Student Xia

"It's lunch break now. Let's split up and report back the location as soon as we find the target. Don't reveal your identities."

He quickly concealed the weapon close to his body.

The woman at the front whispered as she checked her phone for the timetable.

I came here with a mission.

Before the operation, they had thoroughly investigated everything about Qin Luo, including personnel, school schedule, and Qin Luo's class information, in order to ensure the highest success rate.

According to the survey results.

Qin Luo should only have one expert by his side, namely Jiang Zhe from the Jiang family.

This Jiang family cultivator is known as the number one junior in the cultivation world. He was already close to the Foundation Establishment stage in his twenties and had unlimited potential. During his time at school, he was responsible for Qin Luo's life and safety.

Such an important person.

They only sent one Qi Refining Realm guy to protect them; I don't know if it's overconfidence or just naivety.

The woman in the lead chuckled coldly twice and turned off her phone.

Even if there are security forces, so what? Their team this time is extremely well-equipped, with all four members being Foundation Establishment experts. Even if there are powerful figures lurking, even those at the Divine Transformation Realm, they have the strength to fight back. There is no way they will be defeated.

Nowadays.

They are determined to take Qin Luo away and then pry the secret of the mineral crystal out of him!

No one can stop him!

Four women walked along the base of the wall, bending low and making almost no sound. They were going to go around to the other side, to the school's administrative area, where there were hardly any people at this time.

It was just around the corner.

They saw a densely packed group of about ten figures already standing there.

The narrow road was completely blocked.

Standing in the middle was a tall, thin young man. He had his back to her, his head slightly turned to the side, showing her only a cold profile and bulging muscular shoulders. Behind him, more than a dozen burly men were all filled with fighting spirit, as if flames were rising from their backs. Each of them had a fanatical and excited expression on their faces, striking a pose with their young master.

woman:"???"

Yes, there's an ambush!

Seeing these fully armed people, the crowd couldn't resist the urge to fight.

The leader was greatly surprised.

What's even more terrifying is that she can vaguely sense the other party's cultivation level. Among this group, the weakest is at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the old man standing on the far right in the JOJO pose is actually emitting fluctuations of the Tai Xu realm...

What kind of configuration is this?!

Even if they doubled their manpower, it still wouldn't be enough to defeat these burly men!

"withdraw!"

Seeing that things were not going well, the leader immediately roared and turned to run away.

However, as soon as she turned around, Long Ya pulled her head away with a powerful, skull-splitting motion. Then, Long Ya roared, and a phantom of a coiled dragon materialized behind him. He then swung his right hand and punched the woman in the face.

I've been holding it in for almost half a week...

We finally caught you guys, and you think you can get away?!

……

I had a cup of coffee with Jiang Qiaomiao, and then we walked around the playground a few times.

During lunch break, Qin Luo didn't stay in the classroom, but went straight to the girl's private office to enjoy Jiang Qiaomiao's small air conditioner and comfortable rattan lounge chair.

Compared to a chair.

A recliner with a backrest and elasticity is so much more comfortable.

What's even more comfortable is that there's only one recliner, so Jiang Qiaomiao can only sit on his lap to write lesson plans.

It's very moisturizing.

"Qin Luo, behave yourself." After slowly copying a few lines, Jiang Qiaomiao embarrassedly slapped Qin Luo and tightened her long legs under her dress.

She was writing a lesson plan.

Qin Luo then played a trick, writing the characters crookedly.

"I didn't."

Qin Luo put down his coffee cup, raised his hands high, and looked innocent, indicating that he hadn't done anything.

He raised both hands to prove his innocence.