I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

The family got together, and the rest of the life was robbed.

However, after tossing for so long, everyone has been worried for so long, and now, as soon as he relaxes, the endless exhaustion begins to come.

Yang Dad Yang Ma yawned and hurried Yang Fan and Yang Guo back to their bedrooms to rest.

When the crisis is lifted, life has to continue. To open the store tomorrow, go to school, and everything will not be affected.

This is the life in the last days.

When the crisis is over, no one knows that there will be a disaster in the day, but before that, people still have to be strong and alive.

Don't ask what the meaning of living is.

In the last days.

Being alive is the greatest meaning!

Yang Fan returned to his bedroom with small flowers and big black, and the spirited mouse was forcibly occupied by Yang Guo on the grounds of fear. Yang Dad Yang Ma locked the door and turned off the lights and returned to their bedroom.

The family fell to their bed almost at the same time, screaming and sleeping.

No way, it is too tired.

Especially Yang Fan.

The sequelae of the fit with the little flower gods have not completely subsided, and the mental power is seriously deficient. Almost as soon as the head gets on the pillow, it has completely entered the dream.

Originally, I also wanted to stay in the spirit of the virtual community to explore the experience of the virtual community.

This night, the whole city is sleeping.

The next day.

4:30 in the morning.

When the scheduled alarm clock sounds, the sleeping Yang Fan will wake up from his dream.

"So early in the morning?"

Yang Fan stretched out and felt that he hadn’t slept so much for a long time, so it’s so cool.

After a few hours of rest, his blood strength and mental reserve have all recovered to full value. In a blink of an eye, he feels full of energy and spirit.

Without a bed, Yang Fan sat up and sat up, used to brush his teeth and wash his face to change clothes, and then he cooked his own steak, and then fed three pet beasts, all the blood experience and spiritual experience were brushed to full value.

"You feed the beast of the Northeast Tiger, the Snorkel's appetite is greatly satisfied, the trust of you is greatly improved, the experience of the animal training is greatly improved, the mental feedback +10, the skill of the animal training skill +10. ”

"You feed the pet black lion dog, the black lion dog's appetite is slightly satisfied, the trust of you is improved, the animal training experience is slightly improved, the blood feedback +10, the animal training skill proficiency +5 ""

"You feed the pet beasts, and the appetite of the spirited rats is greatly satisfied. The trust of you is greatly improved, the experience of the animal training is greatly improved, the blood feedback is +20, and the skill of the animal training is proficient. +10."

"..."

Each pet beast has ten pieces of raw meat, which gives Yang Fan a hundred points of mental strength. The strength of the three hundred moments of blood, although not many, is simple and convenient, and better than nothing.

"Old rules!"

After dinner, Yang Fan looked down at the three beasts in front of him and whispered: "Leave one to look at the store and protect the safety of my parents and my sister. You three discuss yourself, who left?"

"喵~!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

The three pet beasts screamed each other, and then the squirrel was like a defeated cock, holding his tail, pulling his head and standing out listlessly.

It knows that the last thing left is definitely it.

No way, weak, no demon rights!

"Good! It's you!"

Yang Fan looked at the spirited mouse with satisfaction. The little guy was very clever and had a future.

"Hey!"

The savage mouse responded with a slap in the face.

Nima.

Don't you be clever, you don't have to be clever.

In front of the two big brothers in front of him, one is a ruling class monster, born with blood and honor, can not afford. The other is a five-level demon, and it is a mad dog that is angry. It is not enough to give people a stitch.

Yang Fan can be no matter how many, the weak have no human rights, want to stay at home, simple, and strive to become stronger.

When it is time to repair the cat and the dog, it is natural to get the respect it deserves.

A wave of hands, the small flowers and **** all received inside the pocket, Yang Fan got up and went downstairs.

At this time, Yang Dad and Yang Ma have not yet got up, Yang Fan did not go to alarm them, went downstairs and went straight to the cold room, waved the monitor to cover, and then put all the spare parts in the freezer on the collected flesh of his beast. .

With more than a hundred pieces placed, all the vacancies were filled, and Yang Fan stopped.

This is going to the defensive office, at least one week to return, this hundred pieces of monster meat, should be enough for daily consumption in the store.

After doing all this, Yang Fan left with peace of mind, did not go to the bus, but flew directly to the room, all the way to go away.

After repairing to the 4th level of the martial arts, all the means of transportation in the city are no longer applicable. Whether it is a bus or a private car, the speed is not even as fast as Yang Fan.

This is also why when Yang Fan used to be a bus, he encountered some civilians and school martial artists. The real martial arts-level warriors basically no longer need such slow-moving vehicles.

quickly.

Usually half an hour's journey, Yang Fan has only arrived in less than three minutes.

In the backyard playground of the South China Military Academy, a Yunling I-type airship is already waiting quietly.

Yang Fan turned out to be the last student to arrive. When he arrived, under the airship, Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuzhen, Duan Xiaorui, Jin Wenze and An Sheng were all in place.

Among them, Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuxi stood in one place, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze whispered in a small voice, only An Sheng, a person standing alone listening to the place, did not pay attention.

Seeing Yang Fan coming over, Chu Feiyun proudly raised his head. As if he did not see it, Zhu Yuzhen and Duan Xiaorui all slammed Yang Fan and nodded. Jin Wenze looked at Yang Fan curiously, and he did not know what he was thinking.

Only Ansheng, after seeing Yang Fan, just like seeing a loved one, flying in general, and holding Yang Fan: "Sail brother, you can come, buddy wait for the flowers to thank you!"

Yang Fan glanced at An Sheng with satisfaction, and he knew that this fat man was an unwilling master. This is not, it is still coming.

In An Sheng’s gaze, Yang Fan greeted Xiaohua, and the kitten slouched out of Yang Fan’s pocket and dissatisfiedly swept Ansheng’s eyes.

"喵~!"

Tsundere arrogantly called An Ansheng, Ansheng knows, and quickly nodded, and stretched his hands to take the flowers in his hands.

"Little baby, the next few days, my brother's safety can depend on you, please, be sure to give strength!"

After the lessons of yesterday, An Sheng did not dare to be rude to the little flowers. At the beginning, he lowered his posture and carefully pleased.

"喵~!"

A little flower: "Little fat man, if you dare to call the king so disgusting, be careful that the king will swallow you!"

While talking, the small flowers and teeth are exposed, and the fierce light is visible, which really scares the Ansheng.

"Don't, don't tell me!" An Sheng holding a small flower, like an ancestor: "There is always a name between us, no, I want you to call your little flower?"

"Tiger King!" Xiaohua was dissatisfied with the blink of an eye: "I will call the King of the Big King in the future!"

When I mentioned the name of Xiaohua, Tiger King was saddened by a face. It clearly had a name, but the owner had to call it a small flower. What is the solution?

"Tiger King?"

An Sheng looked at the current shape of Xiaohua, and its screaming, clearly a cat!

"Hey~! Why, do you have an opinion?"

An Sheng quickly shook his head: "No, absolutely no opinion! Tiger King is the king of the tiger, this year, who has not dreamed of right?"

The air suddenly became cold, and the tiger king couldn’t help but want to eat.

This stupid human being is more annoying than its sand sculpture master, so I want to eat him!

Yang Fan couldn't help but want to laugh.

Seeing the king of the tiger wants to worry, the spirit of the mind moves, so that only the dream of the tiger king is completely quiet.

Yang Fan signaled that An Sheng put the small flowers in his pocket.

With small flowers, you can ensure that An Sheng's personal breath will not leak, even if you go to the guard house, you can also avoid his identity being discovered by the enemy.

"Thank you for the sail!"

An Sheng sat in satisfaction with the Tiger King in his pocket and whispered to Yang Fan.

Yang Fan glanced at the other four people and whispered: "Since everyone has arrived, the teacher who has led the team hasn't come yet. Would you like to introduce yourself and familiarize yourself with each other?"

"Yang Fan, just got a trial champion, really is a South China brother?"

"These people present, except for the salted fish around you, who are unfamiliar with each other, still need to introduce themselves?"

"Also, the resources organized by the town government are not the home of the competition. If you go there yourself, why should you bring such a waste snack?"

Chu Feiyun looked at Yang Fan and An Sheng with great dissatisfaction. He was unceremoniously raising his hand and pointing to An Sheng. He dismissed: "This time I went to the guard house, we went to the top champion. I don't want anyone to drag behind. The hind legs of the whole team!"

Yang Fan a glimpse.

This Chu Feiyun is still as unseen as ever.

It seems that the last time I was testing the canyon, I have not been convinced.

However, in addition to Chu Feiyun, Yang Fan also saw that Zhu Yuzhen and Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze were also somewhat dissatisfied with An Sheng.

Yang Fan could not help but shrug his shoulders. It seems that the appearance of this kid has caused dissatisfaction among all the players.

This is a good thing. Yang Fan is not angry. The reason why these people are dissatisfied is because they do not know the true strength of An Sheng. They are worried that An Sheng’s ability is not enough to be the seed of this competition, rather than personal grievances.

This shows that everyone's collective sense of honor is all online, and all want to win.

"Fat, it seems that everyone is not very confident about your strength!"

Yang Fan smiled lightly and did not move President Chen Guang out of the matter. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the next An Sheng. He said, "What do you do now?"

An Sheng stood up, his head lifted his chest and lifted his buttocks, and the round big belly pushed forward more than half a meter.

"This is simple!" An Sheng blinked his eyes and swept the four people in front of him. He said lightly: "Whoever thinks that this handsome man is not qualified to go to the guardianship, then he will stand up and work with the handsome, lose, this Handsome pats the **** and goes, no words!"

In this case, the thief is hard.

Yang Fan couldn't help but cast an appreciative look on him. He knew ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This guy sang very well. At this time, he didn't jump out and sneak out and slammed it. Four genius faces, he will definitely be annoyed at night and can't even sleep.

The four people of Chu Feiyun looked at each other and suddenly felt very funny.

In the South China Military Academy, in addition to the sudden rise of Yang Fan, there are still people who dare to challenge them like this.

This little fat man with a corrupt face is really yawning, a big tone.

A small rookie who is a martial arts five-level, why dare to scream with them, the thickness of the skin?

"Gold Wenze!" Chu Feiyun turned his head and glanced at Jin Wenze of the third and second class. He whispered to him: "You go to call him two pounds and see if he really has the skill!"

Among the four people, the number of Jin Wenze's repairs was a little bit longer. If the fat man couldn't even beat Jin Wenze, then he really didn't have to go to the guard house to make people look bad.

"Alright." Jin Wenze did not refuse, directly stood up, smiled and looked at An Sheng, reached out and held a fist: "Ansheng classmates, high school two classes Jin Wenze, please enlighten me!"