Ji Xuan kept chatting with An Jingbai, and the spirit butterfly approached the hem of An Jinglan's cassock from the ground under the table and flew into it.
Then he carefully flew the chicken blood along the side of the boot, felt for the gap in the middle of An Jinglan's calf, and stung it without hesitation.
Under the robe, the spiritual power of the defensive array stopped at the touch of a button.
?
It failed, but it didn't cause any exception.
Ji Xuan observed An Jinglan out of the corner of his eye, but the other party didn't notice and sipped the fruit wine in small sips.
No, do we have to make the spirit butterfly follow the fruit wine into An Jinglan's body?
Doing this, let alone whether it goes against Taoism or is disgusting, once you go in, can you still come out?
Spirit Butterfly folded in, and the gain outweighed the loss.
Ji Xuan frowned secretly, maybe because his body was covered by the robe.
The system dragged her away: "It's better to just drag him out and fight. He doesn't know anything about fighting. Even if your spiritual power is frozen, he is no match for the spiritual beast alone, but it may take a little longer in the ring. "
Ji Xuan understood: "And the longer you stay in the arena and the longer the exposure time, the more experience points you can gain?"
The system thought it made sense and was so excited: "That's right! How about it!"
Ji Xuan replied: "Not very good. Can you stop thinking about petty profits? There are four Ans in one sect. Even if the master doesn't care, how can An Jingbai's reaction be predicted?"
The system muttered: "The last time you competed in Taoist Anning's Cave, it's not like she didn't beat you. In the past year, she also lost a lot of your friendly matches."
Ji Xuan choked up: "Is this a problem that can be solved by the competition last time? What can she have that I don't have? I'm so upright and upright, I haven't taken any medicine, and I can't use any magic weapon. Do you really think I'm a god?" What about human reincarnation?”
The system immediately gave up and gave up: "Ahem, I'll just think about it and listen to you."
Ji Xuan thought that there was no other reaction from An Jinglan and his defensive array. It should be that the array recognized the last attempt as an ordinary mosquito bite.
This is also one of the difficulties in causing trouble for him. It is not impossible to force the spirit butterfly to attack, but it will inevitably trigger the emergency response of the defensive circle.
There are only four people here. If you want to blame foreign enemies, you may have to break it.
If you choose distance, you must sacrifice the convenience of movement.
Ji Xuan didn't want to break up with An Jingbai yet, so the matter had to be kept secret.
Whether she can be killed or not is secondary. The most important thing is to make An Jinglan incapacitated and not to destroy her spiritual power at every turn.
A spiritual butterfly the size of a mosquito quietly flew out, flew up to the treetops, circled twice, aimed at An Jinglan's left hand, and landed in a roundabout way.
An Jinglan waved her hand and drove away the spirit butterfly like a small flying insect.
Ji Xuan: "..."
It wasn't a matter of waving hands. The distance between Lingdie and An Jinglan was so close that she realized that the defensive range of the robe actually included her hands.
The spiritual butterfly fluttered to An Jinglan's forehead, cheeks, and neck. It circled around and finally determined: it was impossible to touch.
The robe is a high-end product engraved with a full-coverage defensive formation. It is powerful and rich.
Ji Xuan sighed silently in her heart. Oh no, she really just wanted to "pour it out with a cup".
In the courtyard, the topic on the court turned to the specific battle in the sect competition.
An Jingbai and "Jiang Nian" talked about what degree of external force was allowed according to regulations and previous situations.
An Jingbai said: "I bought a review of the previous two battles from Phantom. I feel that the sect has some controls in this regard, but not too much."
"Oh? Senior sister Hao Heng." Ji Xuan said, "Can you share it with me? Whether it is a professional review or a collection of on-site monks' narrations of the battle situation, I have not been able to accumulate enough contribution points."
An Jingbai agreed: "Of course, I bought it because I wanted to share it with everyone."
She went on and on.
Above the shade of the tree, the branches of the water banyan tree hang down layer by layer. They are bumped by the noisy cranes, and the branches and leaves are flying all over the garden.
An Jinglan was in a daze listening to the conversations of the senior sisters.
He was only moderately interested in the sect competition, but he was very concerned about how Taoist An Ning drove the spiritual power in his body. He wanted to know, heart-wrenchingly, but Shensi was not the one.
The spirit butterfly got the chance and was let go by Ji Xuan. It landed on the water banyan tree, pierced its mouth and began to suck the blood from the branches.
On the contrary, Feiyunyan obeyed the new order, flew down from the top of the tree, aimed at An Jinglan's head, and wanted to give her a headshot with her sharp mouth.
"Snapped!"
A hand broke through the air and blocked An Jinglan's head, releasing a shallow water mirror on Feiyunyan's path.
Fei Yunyan was obedient and "forced" to change her path. She tilted her head and landed on An Jinglan's face instead, leaving a bloody mark on his chin.
The defensive formation above An Jinglan's robe was naturally triggered, but the formation was not fully activated and failed to block Fei Yunyan's attack.
The mysterious substance passed from the outside of the bird's beak to the wound on An Jinglan's face and blended into the blood.
"Junior brother!" Ji Xuan exclaimed, and quickly caught Fei Yunyan with his bare hands, held his body, and hammered Yanzi's back.
"You beast! How can you be so naughty!"
"Jiang Nian's" movements were so big that the sound of beating his body could be heard clearly.
However, inside, no spiritual power was actually used, all because Fei Yunyan was ordered not to move, otherwise it would have flown away long ago.
Ji Xuan finished: "There will be no rations for you tomorrow!"
The swallow shrunk and was humiliated and put into the ordinary bag on Ji Xuan's waist.
"I'm really sorry, junior brother."
Ji Xuan said sincerely, pretending to be angry and hating that iron could not become steel. He held a rough healing technique in his hand and was about to hand it to the side of An Jinglan's cheek.
"I apologize to you on its behalf, and please junior brother never argue with an evil creature without intelligence."
Ji Xuan was already very familiar with the warning signs after experiencing many poisonous attacks, and fully understood that he would definitely find Liang Sisong again within an hour.
An Jinglan wanted to treat it, but she had already treated it herself. The wound had not healed yet, so she deliberately left it untreated.
He knocked off Ji Xuan's hand and the healing technique. Just as he was about to say something, An Jingbai already spoke:
"It's okay, junior sister. Xiao Hui and Jinglan have been at odds for a day or two. It's my fault that we were so busy chatting today that we didn't pay attention. Jinglan, it's my sister's fault. Don't get angry with senior sister Jiang."
An Jing Lan Yuanbei opened her mouth to say something, but her "little temper" was stuck in her throat.
Who was injured? Whose spirit beast hurt whom? Why does my sister turn her elbows outward?
An Jingbai didn't think much about it. She simply felt that the blood relationship was closer than the relationship between the masters. Her younger brother was a family member, but her junior sister was an outsider.
Naturally, the scale of attention that needs to be paid attention to when speaking within one's own family is different from that between outsiders.
