Ancient Revival System: My boyfriend is A Piao

There happened to be a green tree next to Qiao Zhuang. Under the influence of the Liu Yurong wood element, it suddenly rose several meters high and stretched out its long tentacles to swing towards Qiao Zhuang.

Lan Yi was about to take action when he was stopped by Qiao Zhuang, "This time I come, you can't always protect me."

Lan Yi stopped obediently and said, "Yes."

Qiao Zhuang didn't hear the word "can". Qiao Zhuang, who was determined to defeat Liu Yurong's skills, had no extra thought to listen to anything.

In the past two days, the bloodline of the Zhang family has been activated, causing her ability to control lightning elements to grow at an alarming rate.

At first, she had the element of thunder and lightning and could control its release, but it was different now. Thunder and lightning could even turn into a flower in her hands.

Mobilizing the spiritual power in the system, Qiao Zhuang suddenly felt that her power had become stronger.

The brilliant thunder and lightning was uncompromising in the face of the thick wood, as if it was determined to compete with it.

A blow hit the tree trunk, and it was immediately scorched into pieces.

A blow hit the branch, it broke directly and fell to the ground.

In addition to competing in skills, practitioners also compete in spiritual power. The one whose spiritual power is exhausted before the fight is over is destined to be the loser.

Before Qiao Zhuang could compete with her, a police car suddenly appeared on the roadside.

Ren Anran stepped out of the car with an angry look on his face, "What are you doing!"

Liu Yurong stopped, and Qiao Zhuang was willing to give him face.

"As you can see." Qiao Zhuang spread her hands.

Qin Jingjing took the opportunity to complain, "Brother policeman, it was she who beat us first."

Qiao Zhuang rolled her eyes, she was really good at biting back, but now is the time to frame her?

Ren Anran glared at her and pointed to the position of the police car, "You three, come with me to the police station!"

Qin Jingjing hesitated to leave, while Liu Yurong stared at Qiao Zhuang closely.

Qiao Zhuang didn't care, it wasn't like she had never been there before.

This brawl on the street may have attracted the attention of ordinary people. Ren Anran took them to the police station, where they were probably criticized.

So like a normal person, she greeted Chongyang who was hiding aside, opened the passenger door, and got in.

Liu Yurong saw her getting into the car and followed her. Qin Jingjing had no choice but to go if she didn't want to.

In the car, Qiao Zhuang called Zhang's father and said that she would go back later but would not delay the business.

Ren Anran drove the car, "Do you know the consequences of doing something like this on the street?"

Qiao Zhuang averted her eyes. The Internet was probably going to be a hot mess. The comments might include people who were amazed, some who were searching for secrets, and some who said it was fake.

But the fact that Ren Anran can appear here means that the news will not spread.

Liu Yurong, who was sitting behind the car, apologized, "I'm sorry, officer, for causing you trouble."

Ren Anran ignored her and continued to say to Qiao Zhuang: "He already called me and asked me to watch you."

Qiao Zhuang immediately sat up straight, "He must have gone too far!"

Ren Anran glared at him, "If it weren't for him, you three would have been detained for fifteen days just for today's incident."

Qiao Zhuang put out the fire. As a cultivator, it is wrong to cause panic among the people. Although there is no explicit rule in the cultivating world, this is also a tacit rule among everyone.

Meng Meng had long warned her not to do anything harmful to society, and now she could only pray that she would forget about it when he came back.

When they arrived at the police station, the three of them were pulled into a special room to be criticized. After the criticism, they had to write a thousand-word self-criticism. If the writing was not good or was not sincere, they would have to rewrite it.