My Monster Space

Qin Meng stood there a little shyly. She was really worried that her brother would suffer a loss in the previous scene. Now it seemed that even the stupid big brother who had always been pretending to be cool and cold had a new respect for Qin Tian.

She forgot the happiness she had just had and skipped out.

"Hey, brother, some of my classmates want to invite me to go shopping together tonight. Do you want to come?" She laughed and asked Qin Tian for his opinion.

Qin Tian suddenly felt overwhelmed. He vaguely remembered that last time Qin Meng tricked him into going shopping with classmates, and it turned out that several of her good friends wanted to get to know him. They surrounded him and chatted with him, asking about his interests, hobbies, and all kinds of private matters.

He was worried that if he continued like this, even the color of his underwear would be known. After getting away from this topic with difficulty, it was not over yet.

They also forced him to go shopping in the mall. His hands were full of all kinds of things, like a human porter. The key point was that he had to pay for all the snacks himself. Looking at his wallet that was getting thinner and thinner, his heart was bleeding.

"No, no, no, no, no, you guys go and play by yourselves tonight. Your brother still needs to exercise for a while longer." Qin Tian shook his head like a wave drum and turned his attention to Xiang Yang and Ning Wei who were standing next to him stupidly and hadn't left yet.

"Well, why don't you ask Xiang Yang and the others to go shopping with you tonight? It just so happens that they got there just in time, so we should thank them."

"Qin Tian, ​​you are so kind." When Xiang Yang heard this, tears of gratitude burst out from his eyes. He held Qin Tian's hands solemnly, afraid to shout out, "Godfather."

Ning Wei's face flushed with excitement, because he was going to play with a girl.

Qin Tian looked at the two innocent children and complained, "If you knew that you were going to play with a super tank that was 1 meters tall and weighed 7 kg, you wouldn't be so happy. I hope you brought enough money for food."

It's been a long time since I went home alone.

Qin Tian casually strolled along the busy street, smelling the familiar street snacks and looking around as he walked.

"Ha~~" Qin Tian stretched lazily. The days of practice had made him a little slack in spirit.

He came to the alley where he had encountered the trouble before. It was here that Qin Tian awakened his own space.

"If I hadn't had this adventure, I wouldn't have even passed the trial." Qin Tian didn't know whether he should be thankful for the danger he had experienced.

"But in the future, I'd better avoid places like this with few people. Who knows what strange things there might be." Qin Tian sighed. This alley was still the same as before, with no one in it.

"No one? Huh?" How could there be no one again? Qin Tian's little head was filled with big question marks. It couldn't be such a coincidence. What happened to him again?

"Hehe, young friend, there's no need to panic. I just set up a simple formation." A middle-aged man in a wide robe appeared from somewhere. He stroked his goatee, somewhat satisfied with the effect of his formation.

Following him was the panic-stricken man who had deliberately approached him, a skinny young man with a Mohawk, and the last one, a man who wrapped himself in a long robe, wore a big hat, and had his mouth covered with cloth. He looked to be about the same height as him.

"This shouldn't be the first time you've come to see me. What's the matter?"

"If you knew the legend, you would understand. We are only nipping the danger in the bud now."

Qin Tian was even more confused. "I don't know what the legend is. The things in it have nothing to do with me. I'm just a newbie who is practicing."

The middle-aged man sighed. "The black technique you chose is destined to bring disaster to us according to the prophecy. The only way to resolve this horrible omen is to destroy the book in your hand and forbid you from practicing it."

Qin Tian smiled, so naturally and happily.

The middle-aged man in front of him was a little annoyed when he heard such laughter. "That's enough. You can't solve the problem by laughing like this. Hand over your black martial arts book obediently. Otherwise, you will be embarrassed later."

"I am really curious. If there is such a saying, why didn't the school destroy it, but kept it in the library instead? If I took this book and it was easily snatched away by you today, then it is obvious that it is not as terrible as the legend says. It can't turn me into a powerful demon."

Faced with Qin Tian's words, the middle-aged man could not find any other excuses.

"It seems that we had some misunderstandings before. In this case, don't blame us for being rude."

"Luo Xiong, go, and make a quick decision. Don't hurt him too badly."

The guy with the mohawk next to him grinned happily when he heard this. He patted the fallen leaves on his body, waved his hands from his body, and each of them took out an exquisite dagger.

The blade of the dagger was bright blue and he held it lightly in his hand. He made a few knife moves with familiarity.

A pair of small triangular eyes kept looking around Qin Tian, ​​thinking about where to start so that Qin Tian would lose his ability to resist.

Luo Xiong narrowed his eyes and, like a monkey, climbed up the low wall next to him and walked towards Qin Tian as if he was walking on a flat road.

He moved left and right, and his body kept changing the direction of his advance. Even Qin Tian was unsure where he would land, so he could only switch to a passive defensive posture.

Luo Xiong landed silently at Qin Tian's right hand in the blink of an eye. He turned the weapon in his left hand over and cut towards Qin Tian's wrist. His right hand was not idle either, stabbing his chest in the opposite direction.

Before Qin Tian could react, he felt a large bloody cut appear on his wrist. This person had easily broken through his defense.

Qin Tian only had time to retract his elbow to defend his chest and repel Luo Xiong.

"Huff." In just a short moment, cold sweat broke out on Qin Tian's head. It was the first time he had seen such exquisite swordsmanship. He could only passively take the beating because of his tight skin.

Luo Xiong retreated a little, then attacked again. The two daggers were like a butterfly flying through flowers, creating tiny wounds on Qin Tian's body.

"Give up, young man. Luo Xiong's swordsmanship is one of the best among the second-level ones. Don't hold on any longer. It will be hard for us to explain to the school if you do so."

The middle-aged man saw Qin Tian gritting his teeth and holding on, and deliberately wanted to give him a way out.

Qin Tian turned a deaf ear to him, his eyes only focused on Luo Xiong jumping around beside him.

Probably because he met such a weak opponent, Luo Xiong played with great pride. Sometimes he deliberately slowed down, wanting Qin Tian to attack him, and then dodged to another place when Qin Tian was about to hit him.

He really enjoyed the feeling of teasing others.