The lovely wife is a vicious female supporting role?

Reverse exercise method?

But it was useless for him to just stand there and watch, as the battle ahead was becoming more and more intense.

Zhao Qian, who had no combat experience, could not tell which side had the greater advantage.

Bet!

While watching the battle in the distance, he silently began to reverse the operation of his self-created martial arts in his body.

The body shook slightly, and then the blood began to circulate quickly.

The spiritual energy that was originally condensed in his body slowly flowed back to his body surface, but did not leave his body.

Zhao Qian looked at his hands. At this moment, he felt that his body was just like muscles filled with blood after exercise.

No, it's even stronger than that!

The countercurrent of spiritual energy filled the gaps in his muscles.

A little bit of spiritual energy also gushed out from its pores, forming a faint protection.

"what!"

An Xinran cried out softly, and the red-purple dress on her body was already stained with a little dust.

But she didn't care and her body sped up again!

After the infusion of spiritual energy, the burning firewood was now flashing with a dazzling red light, and the golden cracks on the sword body exuded a powerful aura!

The sword is like a rainbow!

Faint flames floated on the sword's edge, and it seemed that the sword could tear the earth apart.

Now, the soul body's attack can no longer repel him, and An Xinran has gradually begun to gain the upper hand.

The firewood in his hand also blended more perfectly with himself in this battle.

The same is true for the Firewood Fighting Method in the body!

It turns out that fighting is the only choice to test the results of practice!

Her eyes flashed, and regardless of the consumption of spiritual energy in her body, a large amount of spiritual energy gathered at the soles of her feet again, allowing An Xinran to move faster!

flaw!

In the previous confrontation, she keenly noticed a flaw.

She sent out several sword energies to attract attention, and took the opportunity to come behind the soul body.

"kill!"

Having just shattered the attacking sword energy in front of him, a violent roar burst out from his mouth, and his body suddenly became transparent.

Finally, a violent breath burst out again, burning its soul in exchange for stronger power. It turned around and swung its arm on An Xinran.

But when this blow came down, An Xinran felt a huge force, which forced An Xinran back, and the sword in his hand flew out.

In a hurry, An Xinran once again drew out the spiritual energy protection from his body.

Thanks to her timely protection, she did not suffer any damage, but she was still knocked three or four meters away.

The burning sword fell not far away.

Wang Fanye floated towards An Xinran, wanting to continue attacking.

But just when An Xinran wanted to take back the sword and erase the last trace of Wang Fanye in this world.

But there was a feeling of emptiness inside my body.

As an expert at the fourth level of Qi training, An Xinran's spiritual energy has been completely depleted after this battle.

It is certainly advisable to just attack blindly, but you also have to distribute the spiritual energy in your body well and make timely judgments.

There is still some lack of combat experience.

Li Qiuxin, who was far away, was still watching silently, and strength had already been gathered in his hands. If the senior did not take action, he would take action.

She looked at the place not far away. Zhao Qian? !

Zhao Qian, who was almost there, saw An Xinran's current condition and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the sword that fell on the ground.

That was when An Xinran slowly retreated and took out the pill from his Qiankun bag, trying to restore his spiritual energy.

"Damn it!"

Peng! !

The right fist hit the soul body's head hard, causing its head to spin a circle.

Before the soul could react, Zhao Qian had already turned behind it. He tightly grasped the sword and stabbed it out angrily.

Then, a sword pierced the chest!

The thin spiritual power on the body's surface was absorbed by the long sword, and then a faint red light flashed on the long sword again.

Wang Fanye struggled.

"Die to me!"

Zhao Qian held the sword in both hands and suddenly swung it upwards. The sword in his hand slashed from the chest to the top of the head, directly splitting the soul body into two halves.

Then it slowly disappeared from the world.

Not even the last remnant was left.

"If you deserve to die, then die. Why are you staying here all day and not leaving? What are you planning to do?"

Zhao Qian spat at the place where Wang Fanye disappeared.

After the internal energy of his body was reversed, he felt a slight fluctuation emanating from the sword. Was it a weapon spirit?

He didn't care much about the sword, but cared more about how An Xinran was doing now.

"Are you okay?"

Zhao Qian placed the firewood sword directly on the ground and asked Xiang An Xinran with concern.

An Xinran stared at him blankly, and was about to reply that it was nothing, but then she thought of something and said, "Something happened."

Zhao Qian was shocked. Injured? ! ! ?

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked anxiously.

"No energy left."

The girl looked at Zhao Qian with a bright smile on her face.

Zhao Qian let out a breath of foul air. No wonder he had been sitting on the ground all the time.

He pulled her up from the ground, then dusted off the red-purple dress which was now covered in dust.

"Can you leave?"

An Xinran shook her head, then looked at Zhao Qian expectantly.

Zhao Qian was puzzled. If the spiritual energy was consumed excessively, wouldn't the body just become weak? Was there something wrong in the book?

"I have helped you so much, please carry me back."

A smile appeared on An Xinran's face.

It turns out you were waiting for me here.

Zhao Qian sighed, then squatted down: "Come up."

If you have helped me so much, I naturally would not refuse such a small request.

What's more, if it wasn't for herself, the girl wouldn't be like this.

"Hehe." The girl smiled and had already put the previous unhappiness behind her.

Just as Zhao Qian was about to carry An Xinran on his back and was about to go back, An Xinran patted his shoulder and pointed to the back:

"My sword, the sword is still on the ground!"

Xinran lay silently on the ground, feeling the warmth and coldness of the world.

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Delighted and happy.

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Chapter 65: Surplus

After giving the firewood on the ground to An Xinran, Zhao Qian found a relatively new blue Qiankun bag on the ground.

One can tell at a glance that this is the last relic of Wang Fanye. If it weren’t for Xinran, it might have been lost.

Zhao Qian weighed it and put it away.

Then he carried An Xinran on his back and walked towards Anling City.

Zhao Qian wanted to give the Qiankun bag to An Xinran, after all, she was the main force, but An Xinran politely declined.

"This one doesn't look good, and the ones inside are not as good as mine. Don't say so much. Are you trying to default on your debt?"

Listening to An Xinran's somewhat coquettish tone, how could Zhao Qian not hear that she was politely rejecting him?

An Xinran is not heavy. In fact, she is much lighter than the foodie at home.

This is how Zhao Qian felt when he carried An Xinran on his back.

The place where the trap was set up was neither too far nor too close to Anling City.

After all, at the beginning I just wanted to take two legs, but no one could have imagined the final development.

It only takes 15 minutes to walk, but because I was carrying someone on my back, it took me more than 20 minutes to reach the Anling city gate.

An Xinran lay quietly on Zhao Qian's back and followed him into Anling City and walked on the street.

The people around looked at the two and then stopped paying attention.

The main reason was that An Xinran's appearance was so pretty that she attracted most people's attention.

After a while, the two of them arrived outside the door of the An Mansion, and Zhao Qian then put An Xinran on the ground.

"Thank you so much today. I really didn't expect this to happen."

Zhao Qian said to An Xinran.

"It's better to say that it's actually..."

Originally, I wanted to compensate Sister Jianling, but in the end, I still had to let him save me.

At the last moment, I did not notice the speed at which the spiritual energy in my body was consumed, which put me in danger.

"But I'm still very grateful." Zhao Qian interrupted An Xinran and said to her with a smile: "If it weren't for you, I might have failed."

Of course it's impossible to frame her, but in order to comfort An Xinran, I can only make the matter sound more serious.

An Xinran opened her mouth.

But at this moment, Aunt Han had already walked out of the An Mansion. She saw An Xinran covered in dust and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Miss, are you okay?"

An Xinran shook her head and walked towards the An Mansion.

Aunt Han looked at Zhao Qian. How could she not know what was going on?

She sighed and said, "Boy, I mean, you're already with that guy from the Ji family."

"Aunt Han, stop talking." An Xinran pulled Aunt Han into the mansion.

"What can I do?" Zhao Qian smiled bitterly.

In his previous life, all his relationships were one-on-one, and he had never attracted so many women.

He wasn't sure whether his current situation was considered as the behavior of a scumbag.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.