I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 186 The Girlfriend Who Came to the Door (4000 words)
The members of the Bajian Club who were still able to stand looked at each other, and read a trace of fear from the eyes of their companions.

The deputy head of the club at the limit of the candle and the senior Hou Yong in the middle of the candle collapsed one after another, and all of these happened in the blink of an eye.

When they reacted, the situation seemed to have fallen into a disadvantage.

Obviously there are more people on their side, but now there is an inexplicable sense of déjà vu that they are not surrounding Fang Qingran, but that young man.

"Don't panic!"

From the back of the crowd, Liao Tong's cold shout came, and the members of Bajian Club barely eased their nervousness when they heard the voice of the vice president.

He took out the green steel sword of a member of the club, held a sword flower, and approached slowly with the sword, his eyes fixed on Fang Qingran without blinking.

He was bumped close to the body, even though he had deliberately exercised his body, he didn't feel very good. His internal organs were all churning in his body, and he almost wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, several club members used their bodies as cushions, which reduced the impact on him and eased his injuries.

It's just that the few members who served as meat pads couldn't find the pads like him, and curled up on the ground one by one, like red-hot prawns, in a trance.

"on!"

As soon as he gave an order, the members of the club No. [-] who were still capable of fighting gritted their teeth and rushed towards Fang Qing.

The overwhelming advantage in numbers made them dispel some of the fear of the previous scene.

Seeing this scene, Fang Qingran did not retreat but advanced, swinging his two swords.

The long sword is elegant, like a banished immortal, and the epee is so fierce that no one can stop it.

During the fight, he only felt that his newly comprehended double swordsmanship seemed to be slowly transforming from extremely rich theoretical knowledge to instinctive familiarity. He could see all kinds of elementary swords drawn through the special effects of white clothes and swords. People are dazzled.

"Why does this guy know all kinds of sword skills?"

Liao Tong, who was always watching the battlefield, became more and more upset.

The members of their own club are like marionettes controlled by each other, being played and played at will, not to mention getting close, they can't even touch the sides.

What annoyed him the most was that he found out that Fang Qingran, an accomplice in the Hejian Club, was actually using his subordinates to practice double swordsmanship.

From the standard and rigid at the beginning, to the current handy, the progress is rapid in less than 30 seconds.

"Give the other party a few more months, don't talk about me, I'm afraid the head of the society will not be his opponent anymore!"

Thinking of this, the fear in his heart can't help but deepened again.

The other party obviously hasn't passed the stage of spirituality, but now, it seems that he has the qualifications to threaten the leader of the society, and his excellence is beyond doubt.

"Fortunately, after tomorrow, everything will be settled."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. When their Bajian club gathered a large amount of resources from other clubs, even if they had to hand over a large amount to someone, with the remaining resources piled up, even if their talents were not so high compared to the other party, it would be easy to maintain Live to your own advantage.

Talent is important, but the importance of resources is sometimes even higher than talent!

There is only one person on the other side, and behind them is the support of the entire community!
After three or four breaths, Liao Tong's frown suddenly relaxed again.

It's not that he looked away, it's purely because... the club members who rushed up fell to the ground in disorder, losing their ability to fight.

What's the use of getting annoyed?

Everyone is down!
Nothing, nothing!

The Wufeng epee picked up the collar of the last member of the Bajian Club, Fang Qingran picked him up and flew out, too lazy to watch him struggle.

After feeling that these people lost their value as a training partner and could no longer improve his dual swordsmanship, he put them all down without hesitation.

Apart from the book of double swords, in fact, he feels that his control of strength seems to have improved slightly.

After all, for him, these members of the Bajian Society are too 'fragile'.

He really used a silver stick, he can pump people all over the ground with one stick and explode equipment, it is definitely not a lie.

"Classmate, you still say that you are not from the Hejian Club?"

Liao Tong sneered.

It is purely double swordsmanship, one can tell at a glance that it has not been practiced for a day or two.

There is absolutely no one in the world who can master a sword to such an extent in just a few days.

Moreover, this is a dual swordsmanship that is several times more difficult than ordinary swordsmanship.

"But, student Fang did learn it while drinking saliva?"

Mo Yong at the side of the dojo couldn't help but speak out for Fang Qingran.

Liao Tong turned a deaf ear to it.

Hmph, the thief can't mess with his mind!

Don't listen, don't listen, don't listen!
"I admit that you have some strength. Because of this, I can't let you leave unscathed. Otherwise, tomorrow's events will inevitably add more variables."

He made up his mind that even if he was injured today, he would make the other party unable to attend tomorrow's club meeting of the Sword Academy.

No matter how strong the head of the club is, he is still a mortal body after all. Before reaching the realm of immortality, it is not impossible to consume the wheel battle and overturn the possibility.

As the vice president, what he has to do is to minimize the possibility of overturning and create favorable conditions for the head of the club!
"This guy's speed is very fast. I took advantage of my lack of attention and concentration before, but now that I have a sense of vigilance, I will definitely not continue to fall on such low-level mistakes!"

Taking a deep breath, Liao Tong's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the tip of the sword swept across the ground, stirring up flying dust and grass clippings, lowering his center of gravity, and leaping forward.

In Fang Qingran's field of vision, amidst the rising yellow dust, a condensed face suddenly appeared, and the sword's edge gleaming with cold light rushed towards it.

Through the smooth surface of the sword, he saw his own reflection.

"In terms of strength, I'm afraid that the mayor of Qiongmu Town is not his opponent."

The middle-aged image of the mayor of Qiongmu Town popped up in his mind. Fang Qingran still remembers that he defeated the opponent with considerable effort by relying on the multiple increases in the field of swordsman.

"However, the me now is different from the me then."

His eyes are as calm as water.

Only he himself knows how big the gap is between the firefly limit and the candle mirror.

The two swords intersected, and the sword in Liao Tong's hand drew a large area of ​​sparks on the long sword in Fang Qingran's left hand. When he wanted to use this to get close, the strong wind howled above his head, and a faint shadow enveloped his whole body.

Lifting the blade in time, the two swords made a muffled sound like heavy objects colliding, his legs bent involuntarily, the upper of his shoe exploded, and his bare feet sank into the ground with more than an inch.

Looking up again, there was no image of a boy in a bathrobe in front of him. A stabbing pain came from the back of his neck. He twisted his body suddenly, turned his head and slashed a sword wave full of chilling intentions.

Jianbo plowed a deep tunnel on the gravel road, the moment he touched Jianbo, the long sword shattered from the tip, Fang Qingran threw away the remaining hilt, and swung the epee in his right hand without changing his face.

The epee blade and the sword wave collided in one place without fancy, and broken cracks gradually spread at the point of confrontation.

Caracalla...

Amidst the teeth-stinging rubbing sound, the cracks on the sword wave were actually much faster than the epee.

After less than half a second of stalemate, it shattered.

"My wave sword of killing intent was forcibly smashed like this?!"

Liao Tong was terrified, and the sharp edge of the epee reflected under the lens gradually turned into a scene like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The killing intent swept across the sky. Compared with this overwhelming killing intent, his killing intent waved his sword, as ridiculous as a child playing house.

click -

The mirror was shattered, and the epee rolled up grass clippings all over the sky, and it was fixed less than half an inch in front of his eyes. Fang Qingran poked his head out from behind the sword with some doubts, and looked at the opponent.

In front of the sword's edge, there was a smell of fishy smell, and the soil under Liao Tong's body was slowly soaked with drops of golden liquid. The young man straightened up and fell over, his eyes turned white.

Hey, he simulated the Vientiane Sword Soul + Severing Sword Soul with the meaning of killing the sword soul, and he hasn't hit anyone yet, why did this guy fall down?

Touch porcelain?

Without waiting for him to retract the sword, pieces of iron from the overwhelmed epee blade fell off.

"Tsk, why are the weapons of the Bajian Club full of counterfeit products?"

Let go of the palm, the epee fell, Fang Qingran raised his eyes to look at Mo Yong, and found that the senior was still standing stupidly after it was all over, so he couldn't help shouting a reminder:
"Senior Mo?"

"Um, who called me?"

Mo Yong scanned the audience with bewildered eyes, and noticed that there was only one person standing clearly on the gravel road, below, and then he came back to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and shivered.

"ended?"

His tone was quite unbelievable.

"Well, it's over!"

Fang Qingran's voice was very sure.

"I... I feel like I'm in a dream."

There was a wry smile on the corner of Mo Yong's mouth.

Today, Junior Fang's surprise for him was too great, to the point of being frightened.

"Whether it's a dream or not, the problem we face now is how to deal with them?"

Fang Qingran pointed to the members of the Bajian Club lying dead.

Just now, he accidentally stunned everyone into a coma.

"Leave it to me." Mo Yong said without hesitation, with a somewhat cramped smile on his face, "I think, the head of Bajian Club may have a sleepless night tonight." It's night."

"Then I'll take my leave first?"

Fang Qingran felt it, and made sure that there were no conscious members of the Bajian Society around, and proposed to leave.

"Okay, you can come to me to discuss with me anytime in the future about the dual swordsmanship."

Mo Yong looked at Fang Qingran, as if looking at an outstanding junior, full of care and expectation.

However, he actually knew in his heart that he seemed to have been surpassed by this junior.

Both happy and sad, in short, it is very complicated, very complicated.

Leaving from Hejian Club's residence, seeing the sun was about to set, Fang Qingran didn't go to other places any more, and went straight back to Huangzishe.

Thinking of the long black and straight puppet in a small apron... the food he cooked, Fang couldn't help but feel a little bit like an arrow.

When the crooked first quarter moon completely replaced the setting sun, Fang Qingran returned to Huangzi House.

As soon as he entered the dormitory, he inexplicably felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

When I entered the door, I met Yiyi. When she saw herself, she lowered her head even lower. When he walked by, she always raised her head secretly and watched him quietly.

The first time senior Chu An saw him, he didn't greet him as usual, but looked at him with a loving look like an elder looking at a junior, as if he was saying:
"The child has finally grown up."

At the dining table, the red-haired LSP Zhou Dongming took a few big mouthfuls of rice after seeing him coming in, chewing very hard, once he noticed his eyes looking over, he immediately sat proudly and proudly holding the bowl to the other side.

Hei Changzhi and Xiao Ruoshui picked up several chopstick dishes for him, including but not limited to leeks, lamb kidneys, yam slices, etc.

Only A Beast was still the same as usual, babbling, babbling, babbling.

"Tonight's dishes..."

Fang Qingran stretched out his chopsticks and froze in mid-air.

The drink is goji berry water, the vegetables are scrambled eggs with leeks, charcoal-grilled lamb loin, pigeon soup, and cold dishes made of okra...

"It feels a little sweet." He looked around the audience, "Everyone move your chopsticks, you all eat?"

Hearing this, Ah Beast tentatively stretched out his little hand, touching the biggest piece of roasted lamb loin.

pop~
Xiao Ruoshui grabbed his wrist, he shook his head seriously, and gave the second largest piece to A Beast.

It took a lot of effort for Ah Beast to turn away from staring at the big sheep's waist, and looked down at the bowl, and the dumb mullah shrugged halfway.

"Fang Tongxi, it's so cool of you to hide from me..."

After taking a bite of the rice, Zhou Dongming's words were not clear, but anyone could hear the grievance inside.

"???"

Fang Qingran had a question mark on his face.

"Isn't she coming to eat?"

Tang Ruoshui looked up at Chu An.

Chu An shook his head and said, "She said she had already eaten outside."

"she?"

Fang Qingran felt that he might have captured a certain key point, so he spoke at the right time.

"Hmm...huh?" Chu An's voice changed from calm to high, "You don't know?"

There was some surprise in his words.

Then he put on a suddenly realized expression:

"Surprise, I understand, you young people like to play this tune.

Back then, a friend I knew did the same thing. He engaged in online dating and secretly ran to find his girlfriend on Valentine’s Day. "

"and then?"

Zhou Dongming attracted attention.

"Then he didn't expect that his online dating girlfriend also wanted to surprise him that day and ran to his city."

Chu An shrugged.

Immediately, he changed the topic back:

"Your little girlfriend is here to see you."

He pouted outside the door: "She said she wasn't hungry, so I'll let her wait for you in the leisure room."

He showed a smile that men can understand:
"Don't worry, we won't go in to disturb you for a while.

Well, I won't eavesdrop at the door or in the corner. "

"Where did I get my girlfriend?"

Fang Qingran was dumbfounded.

However, after learning that someone was looking for him, he let Chu An and the others eat first, and went to the lounge alone.

at the same time.

In the lounge, Qiao Tingzhu felt a little restless.

Her two slender long legs were brought together and rubbed against each other from time to time.

This time, she came on behalf of senior Xiang and other groups that resisted the Bajian Club, but she was not sure whether Fang Qingran, as a lone wolf, would be willing to help them.

After all, Student Fang didn't join the club, so for now, there is no major conflict with the Bajian Club.

click-

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she shuddered and subconsciously stood up, with an unskilled smile on her usually cold face.

(End of this chapter)