Chapter 895: I can only roll up my sleeves and fight monsters

Su Nanzhi was not surprised at all. She explained seriously, "Don't you know how fragrant you are?"

Jiang Beiyu raised his eyebrows, realizing that Su Nanzhi was responding to him for praising her fragrance just now.

"Would you like to come over and smell it?" he invited enthusiastically.

Su Nanzhi refused, very ruthlessly, "I'm not in the mood right now."

It was obvious that what came up this time was not something of high taste. There was no blood, but the death lights were liked, turning the hotel into a bar.

The most important point is that she wants Su Nanzhi's skin.

Jiang Beiyu couldn't bear it anymore and sent her away with a sword.

These ghosts were obviously no match for Jiang Beiyu, and for him, it was a waste of time to take them down one by one.

Maybe God also heard his voice, because later they came in groups.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

He was getting a little annoyed, so he asked Su Nanzhi, "Do they really have to come up? Can we isolate them or have them all come up at once?"

Su Nanzhi was very calm: "I'll set up a formation at the door so nothing can come in."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

"However," Su Nanzhi paused and continued, "The reason so many things came up is because they were attracted by your aura. After I set up the formation, they can only rely on instinct to find strangers."

In other words, these things will go find someone else.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

He was silent.

"You mean, now I'm the one saving people?"

Su Nanzhi nodded, that was correct.

Jiang Beiyu came over dejectedly and asked for a hug, shouting, "No, no, I don't have such a strong sense of morality. I have no morals. I am a fish that has slipped through the net of quality education."

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Su Nanzhi: “…”

After all, you used to be a role model, so now you don’t want any burden at all?

Su Nanzhi reached out and touched his hair. It was of good quality. But the next second, Su Nanzhi grabbed his hair and lifted him up. Her emotionless voice rang out: "Go, kill the monsters."

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

Ying.

He hadn't used these spells for a long time. Although he had made a lot of progress, he still hadn't reached Su Nanzhi's expectations, or in other words, the state that Jiang Beiyu should have been in.

As a teacher, Su Nanzhi naturally also supervises the students.

Then she heard a low, slightly aggrieved voice: "Teacher Su, you are so fierce."

A macho man acting like a spoiled brat is the most deadly.

Although Jiang Beiyu is not a visually imposing man, Su Nanzhi, who saw him shirtless last night, knew that he had a pretty good figure under his clothes.

Su Nanzhi was silent.

But silence didn't mean sadness. She pointed at the female ghost in white and a group of squeaking ghosts that came out of some pipe and said, "These are a little more powerful than the last one. Remember to be careful."

The final consolation was to pat his shoulder and punch his chest, just like teammates punching each other after scoring a goal in a basketball game... but not quite the same, after all, he couldn't punch back.

Jiang Beiyu: "..."

The well-behaved Young Master Jiang sighed and looked at the monster that was about to come in.

What else can I do? I can only roll up my sleeves and fight monsters.

Some people said that they were the ones who had slipped through the net of quality-oriented education, but in fact, they never suggested that Su Nanzhi set up the formation again.

A few hours later, Jiang Beiyu sat on the ground, sweating profusely, leaning against the wall, and looked up and asked, "Anything else?"

(End of this chapter)