The three figures tacitly did not speak, but just pressed their ears to the door.

"Bang!"

At this moment, the door exploded violently, as if something was knocking on it, and it was a violent shock.

"ah!"

"ah!"

"Damn!"

The three guys who put their faces on the door were immediately tragic, and they fell to the ground one after another, covering their ears and faces on one side, rolling in pain.

"Oh."

In An Zijin's room, Su Ming pressed his fist against the door, and a sneer appeared on his face, telling others how the movement just now came about.

"Su...Brother Su Ming?"

An Zijin was frightened.

"It's okay." Su Ming quickly retracted his fist and said to An Zijin as if nothing had happened: "There are mosquitoes on your door, I'll give you a shot."

"Mosquito?" A big question mark appeared on An Zijin's small head.

However, Su Ming did not talk about this anymore, but took An Zijin's hand and walked towards her bed.

Seeing this, An Zijin was no longer worried and her heartbeat accelerated.

Some thoughtful things appeared involuntarily in my head.

"What is Brother Su Ming trying to do?"

"Isn't it bad to do this in the middle of the night?

"Are you going to step on the adult stairs tonight?"

"Will this be too fast?"

"No, no, no, Brother Su Ming and I have known each other for ten years. If it were other dogs, men and women, I wouldn't know how many babies we could have in ten years. How could we be quick?"

"Yes...but isn't it good to be here? Everyone is still under the same roof!"

"Or...I'll find a towel to bite?"

Thinking of this, An Zijin began to look around, as if she was looking for where to find a towel.

Fortunately, Su Ming did not know how to read the mind, otherwise he would have been thundered.

"Sister Xiao Jin." Su Ming took An Zijin and sat down together, looked at An Zijin, and asked, "I'll ask you, how many spiritual techniques have you learned?"

"Oh?" An Zijin was slightly stunned, and the little plot in his mind couldn't help but stop, making him honestly reply: "There are only three kinds of spiritual skills I have learned now."

"Are three?" Su Ming nodded and continued to ask, "What are the three types?"

Upon hearing this, although An Zijin was a little confused, she still answered extremely well.

"The three spiritual techniques I have learned are [Flying Arrow], [Roar] and [Battle Snake]."

An Zijin's answer made Su Ming raise his eyebrows.

"Good guy, it turns out that you are still hiding your weakness."

Su Ming's eyes at An Zijin changed a little again.

Needless to mention the first two spiritual techniques, one is one style and the other is the thirteen styles. The former is the most basic technique that every sorcerer in the academy will learn when he enters school. The latter Su Ming has already seen An Zijin use it, so he will naturally not be surprised.

But [Burning Bird Song] really surprised Su Ming again.

There is no reason.

Just because this technique is ranked 30 among the 100 spiritual techniques.
Chapter completed!