Chapter 27 Is the Art of War Being Used on Me?

At this time, Qian Renxue calmed down.

She looked up at Su Cheng.

"Teacher, I really don't know how to do it."

"If you don't know how to do it, learn it now. The spirit ring can still exist for a while, which is enough." Su Cheng suppressed his anger and said coldly.

He didn't understand what was wrong with Qian Renxue today, and why she was going crazy here.

"I can't do it." The girl's long and delicate eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes looked at him stubbornly.

"Okay, I'll go find Lingyuan Douluo to help you."

"I don't trust others."

"Your grandfather doesn't trust you either?"

"..." Qian Renxue didn't say anything, just looked at him.

"Then you can just waste time here."

Su Cheng snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Just as he took two steps forward to the stairs at the dungeon entrance.

A strong wind suddenly hit him from behind.

Su Cheng instinctively turned his head to avoid it.

"Pah!"

The palm-sized wooden box hit the stone wall in front of him, and then broke into powder and fell to the ground.

This attack obviously had soul power attached to it. Not only did the wooden box break, but the several silver needles that fell out of it also broke into two pieces.

"Fuck!"

Su Cheng's eyes narrowed, and he felt that the situation was a little out of control.

Now Qian Renxue's awe of him was getting less and less.

After pausing for a moment, he took out another box of silver needles from the soul guide and threw it back.

The voice he spoke also slowed down.

He persuaded: "Xiaoxue, don't be so reckless-"

"Pah!"

"--sexual..."

Watching another wooden box break into powder in front of him, Su Cheng was silent.

Taking a deep breath, he turned around again and shouted: "Qian Renxue! Don't go too far!"

At this time, Qian Renxue was still standing there, looking at him calmly, except that her eyes were slightly red, there was no difference from before.

The muscles at the corners of Su Cheng's eyes twitched slightly twice uncontrollably.

"At worst, you don't have to upgrade!" He turned and walked up the stairs, "You'd better think it over carefully, and come up to me to get the silver needles after you figure it out."

Time passed by minute by minute.

Su Cheng leaned against the iron door and sat on the stone steps at the entrance of the dungeon, dazed.

If he were to pursue Qian Renxue in reality, he would probably be happy, but the final result of this simulation was there, and the two would inevitably fight against each other in the future.

And he had always been using this girl. She was the most core chess piece in the plan and the most critical blade.

Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, and even the elders of the Spirit Hall all needed this future angel god to remove them.

Then she could die.

Su Cheng took out another box of silver needles from the soul guide and rubbed them back and forth between his fingers.

He looked into the distance without focus.

The life in the simulation was no different from the real world. He had long understood that this was not a game, but another real world.

Qian Renxue, Chen Xin, Ju Douluo and the others are not NPCs, but real people.

At least the feelings they have for each other are real.

If I immerse myself in it, will I be able to do it at that time?

Matters of feelings are not that simple.

This is also the reason why he has always kept a proper distance from Qian Renxue.

Su Cheng suddenly realized that perhaps the difficulty of this simulation is not only in the Spirit Hall, but also in himself.

"I am really fucking sick. I just let her absorb the spirit ring by herself. Why did I have to follow her?"

Half an hour has passed, and there is still no movement in the dungeon.

In another half an hour, the rare spirit ring will completely dissipate.

It is definitely not possible to find Qian Daoliu now.

This matter is simply unclear.

If the old man misunderstands and gets angry, and then takes back Qian Renxue's education rights, it will inevitably add twists and turns to the original plan.

There was only half an hour left, and there was still no movement in the dungeon.

"Damn, isn't this bullying an honest man?"

Su Cheng stood up angrily.

Are you trying to play the game of burning your boats with me here!

Is there still a king's law? Is there still a law!

Qian Renxue can do such a willful act without leaving any way out, but Su Cheng can't just watch it.

Only by letting her do her best in the basics and then take the God Test in the best condition, will she have a chance to defeat Bibi Dong, who has twin martial spirits, in the future.

"You are worthy of being Bibi Dong's daughter. Like her, your brain is not very normal."

Su Cheng's sarcastic voice echoed again in the dark dungeon.

Qian Renxue didn't care what he said at all. Her face, which had been calm and slightly numb, bloomed with a moving smile again.

The momentary brilliance seemed to illuminate this dark dungeon.

Even Su Cheng was distracted for a moment.

"Teacher, I'm dull, there's really nothing I can do."

"..."

You're really stubborn.

Su Cheng was completely helpless.

"Go get ready."

Qian Renxue's face flushed when she heard this, and she walked to the body of the long-dead Holy Light Beast.

At this time, she became shy again.

She slowly unbuttoned her shirt with her back to Su Cheng, and opened her complicated dress to both sides.

Her slender jade arms passed over her neck, and the golden hair tips swayed gently, and the candlelight seemed to be rippling in the middle.

Then, the delicate clavicle and snow-white shoulders were revealed one by one.

Even in this dim dungeon, the delicate skin seemed to have a layer of jade color.

After removing her top, her smooth jade back and tight waist outlined a perfect curve. Even the world's top sculptors would find it difficult to replicate even a fraction of its charm.

Qian Renxue slightly raised her head and turned her head, and her slender swan neck drew a beautiful arc.

When she saw Su Cheng behind her, her slightly red cheeks were slightly startled.

He got a black cloth from somewhere and tied it on his head, covering his eyes tightly.

He couldn't help but say: "How can you give me acupuncture if you cover your eyes like this?"

"It doesn't matter." Su Cheng, who was in front of the dark, said in a flat voice, "Don't underestimate my professional ability."

"Tsk." Qian Renxue stuck out her tongue when she heard it, but she was secretly relieved in her heart.

Although she looked calm on the surface before, she was actually very panicked in her heart.

At this time, her mood was relieved a lot.

This is also good for absorbing the soul ring later.

When the two sat cross-legged facing each other, a faint pressure spread out with Su Cheng as the center.

His mental power has now reached the point where it can be released externally, and combined with the prototype of the sword domain, it is enough to outline the figure in front of him.

Su Cheng took out the silver needle from the wooden box and held it in his palm with his backhand.

His fingers paused slightly in the air for a moment before continuing to stretch forward and probe the waist of the figure he sensed in front of him.

Blindfolding is indeed a good idea.

But his perception is only a silhouette of a figure in his mind, and he cannot distinguish the specific details.

So as a price, he must use his fingers to make slight contact, and then stimulate it with soul power slightly, in order to accurately determine the location of those acupuncture points.