Pray and become a magical girl

Chapter 72 Chapter 72 - Departure

"Senior Yiran, um..." Jiang Feier certainly cherished such an opportunity, but this beautiful misunderstanding should end.

"Cunning, so cunning! Fei'er is actually whispering with Senior Yiran behind, and we want to listen too!" An Yuxin is always very sensitive to these things. She hugged Jiang Fei'er from behind.

"Um - Yuxin, Senior Yiran and I were just discussing the performance for the day after tomorrow."

If the energetic little Magenta knew about this, it would become an inevitable event.

Cheng Yiran didn't know why Jiang Feier said that, but expanding the team by two was a good choice, and it was better to have them present as friends for certain things.

"Yes, my brother knows that we have a performance the day after tomorrow, so he wanted to take you out to relax today.

"Just now I was discussing with Fei'er how to bring this up with you. Now you know about it, so do you want to go?"

"Yes! Yes!" An Yuxin jumped happily.

The final word was given, and Jiang Feier had no choice but to accept the result.

"He will pick you up after your training."

"Hey, Senior Yiran, aren't you going with us?"

Cheng Yiran smiled softly, "There's no need for an old hand like me to relax, and there's not enough space, my brother's friends will also go."

"Emmm..." She began to think about how to describe the police officer. Well, if she were to describe his shortcomings, she could list many of them right away.

"Anyway, he's a very easy person to get along with."

Well, this is all I could come up with after such a long time.

Children always yearn to travel, and teenage girls are no exception.

But there is one thing that is slightly different -

"By the way, Fei'er, why did Senior Yiran know that we were going to train?" An Yuxin rarely noticed something wrong.
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When did she become so smart?

The kitten still pricked up its ears nervously. Jiang Feier looked back and then met her eyes for help.

"Brother Cheng Haoran is also the tactical analyst of the Hero Association, and he is familiar with Senior Xinggong."

"Wow - Brother Cheng Haoran is really awesome!"

Well~ sometimes it's really helpless.

The demon of sleepiness will slowly erode the human spirit over time, but there is something that can defeat this terrifying sleepiness, and that is the obsession of the FF group.

"Heavenly punishment!" Zhou Changqing walked out of the automatic door, and Cheng Haoran, his childhood friend, gave him a special greeting today.

"Fuck! Cheng Haoran, what are you doing!"

"Tianchu!"

"Fuck! Stop scratching your face!"

"Heavenly Punishment!!!"

"Damn it! I'm going to fight you!"

Two shaky young men were fighting in a childish way, right in front of the police station gate.

"Brother Zhou, what are you doing?"

The policewoman from yesterday looked at the two people lying on the ground with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"As you can see, he is fighting with his father. Let me introduce this to you, my childhood friend and good friend, Cheng Haoran. Cheng Haoran, this is my colleague Su Wenwen."

Zhou Changqing was very strong and pulled Cheng Haoran in front of Su Wenwen.

In response to his introduction, Mr. Programmer immediately retorted unsatisfactorily, "Zhao! Weren't you still calling her godfather a few days ago?"

"Do you remember how many loaves of bread you ate?"

Cheng Haoran answered seriously, "Remember, 13,291."

Zhou Changqing's eyes widened in disbelief. "Holy crap! Is this true?"

Cheng Haoran raised a mocking smile, "Haha. Of course it's fake. I'm only twenty years old, and I must have eaten about two pills every day since I was a child. But I just remembered it wrong, not that I don't remember it."

"…Zhao."

Their quarrels are always hilarious.

"Haha~" Su Wenwen raised her head and smiled confidently, "Hello, Brother Zhou's friend, nice to meet you, I'm Su Wenwen."

Don’t judge a book by its cover, but then again, is “senior” really some magic word?

"Oh... hello, I'm Cheng Haoran." Cheng Haoran stretched out his hand tentatively, and then it was grasped.

It is really difficult for a programmer who is not good at getting along with girls to communicate normally with girls.
Haha, where is your toughness just now?

Zhou Changqing sneered. He was sure that he would not be so cowardly under such circumstances. He had “calmly” handed over his contact information that day!

"Brother Zhou, see you tonight~"

Su Wenwen has the same sunny personality as An Yuxin, the slight difference is that she also has the intellectual beauty of an adult.

Well, you can’t tell from that chubby face.

"Are you on night shift today too?"

"Yeah, Director Liang is too unfriendly to girls. Woohoo, staying up late is really bad for your skin... Just kidding~ Brother Zhou, see you tonight."

Su Wenwen said goodbye to Zhou Changqing again and then left.

Cheng Haoran smelled a disgusting odor and went back into cleaning mode.

Facts have proved that sunny and cheerful younger generations are indeed a good medicine to relieve the fatigue caused by work.

Zhou Changqing was in the "healing state" when he was elbowed by his childhood friend.

"Tianchu!"

"Fuck! You're still coming!"

The sneak attack failed, so Cheng Hao took a step back, pacing back and forth, swinging his hands constantly, many of the postures were familiar to Zhou Changqing.

"Tell me the truth, what did you do last night?"

Zhou Changqing held his forehead with his hand, and he finally understood what "Heavenly Punishment" meant.

"What else can I do? Just organize files and chat to relieve boredom."

"Just the two of you?" Zhou Changqing immediately rolled his eyes at him. "How is that possible? Let me ask you, when you heroes were on the front lines, were you the only one keeping watch?"

"Yes, and our night watchmen are not even living creatures. Brother, where did you put the fifth-ranked S-class mechanical king? If there is any abnormal beast fluctuation within a hundred miles, it will be detected immediately. Why waste precious rest room?"

“…That’s all, anyway.”

"Erhuo?"

Zhou Changqing's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said these two words, "... Erhuo!"

Well~ If you want to make a Chengdu resident believe in something, you only need these two simple words.

Cheng Haoran threw the car keys to Zhou Changqing and walked to the co-pilot seat. "I asked the king to convert the car into a flying machine. You drive to the place where you have dinner and get familiar with the new operation."

There was another reason he hadn't mentioned: it was really time for dinner.

Zhou Changqing: ???
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Did I just hear something incredible?

……

Tan Lin's weapon of choice was finally determined to be the Odachi. The tall girl raised the snow-white blade over her shoulder, and the cold light reflected on her pretty face.

Although it goes against her identity as a magical girl, it can be described in one word - cool.

Deep purple dots appeared on the cold iron, and with a swing of the knife, all the grass and trees were cut off.

As for why these hosts grew in the ruins?
Well, if trees really exist, they should be protected and serve as greenery that people look at from time to time.

Tan Lin had already chosen the type of weapon, and it was her exclusive instructor's turn to appear, and her instructor was——

The purple blade that could tear everything apart disappeared in front of a figure wearing a conical hat. He seemed to disperse it with his eyes. In fact, the sword in his hand had been pushed out a little in an inconspicuous place.

Dressed like an ancient wandering swordsman in Japan, this is the former ninth S-class master, Kenshin Himura.

Of course, it goes without saying who came up with the suggestion of using a bamboo hat to hide one's identity.

"Ziyuan, the instrument shows that the level of magic power injected this time is lower than the last time. Conclusion: You still have
Don't worry, the space you are in is made up of data, including the body you perceive, so you don't have to worry about running out of magic power."

Ackerdorf's cold electronic synthesizer sounded.

At the same time, the figure on the opposite side also spoke, "I also feel that the power has decreased. Also, your right hand can be closer to the blade, which will be more conducive to your strength.

Adjusting his posture, Tan Lin looked serious, and purple magic power continued to gather on the blade.

"Himurasa-senpai, please let me try again."

"Am I a senior too?" Fujiwara muttered to himself. It was easy to imagine the faint smile under the bamboo hat.

He held his breath and concentrated, and the next moment the magic power burst out, and it was indeed very different.

However, Fujiwara maintained his original posture and dispelled it.

Oh, the hat was blown a little because of the force.

"Very good. This is the Zanryu Odachi Style, One Day: End. It is a sword strike that combines one's own abilities and is performed at the best possible state. Maintain the current output power of the abilities. We will continue to practice. You need to make your body remember this feeling."

"Yes, I understand, Himura-senpai."

The heroes’ moves in battle are gorgeous, but the training behind the scenes is still a constant accumulation, just like ordinary people.

What makes this point even more vivid is An Yuxin and Jiang Feier's training in the gravity training room. After finishing the warm-up, they did a 10,000-meter endurance run.

Zhou Changqing turned around, his not-so-big black eyes showing confusion, "Is this kind of training really useful for heroes?"

"Of course, this ordinary training method of weight-bearing cannot meet the intensity required by superpowers, unless you are carrying a small mountain. The multiple gravity is different, which will mobilize all the cells in your body. It doesn't make much sense to say more, why don't you try it?"

"Oh~ That's exactly what I meant."

Science fiction is a magic potion that fascinates every man, and the police officer who is already a third of a retiree is no exception.
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I graduated from the police academy with the highest rank, so no matter what...

Zhou Changqing stepped in confidently, then knelt down before the flag was even planted.

Then, before it could last even a second, it had a very close contact with the ground.

"How many times?"

The vibrato is squeezed out from between the teeth in a real physical sense.

Cheng Haoran stood at the door, stretched his neck and replied with a smile, "Eight times."

Zhou Changqing's body twitched as if he was electrocuted, probably because he was fighting against the doubled gravity.

"Zhao! Cheng Haoran, you are still there watching, get me out of here quickly!"

"Oh. Fei'er, can you get this guy out?"

Jiang Feier came over trying to hold back her laughter, and carried Zhou Changqing out trying to hold back her laughter. Well, it was indeed very difficult to hold back her laughter.

The training effect in the gravity training room was really good, even too good. Zhou Changqing had not fully recovered before setting off and had to rely on his childhood friend.

The magical girls have already undone their transformations, and the magic has cleared away all the sweat and stains from them.

Jiang Feier, who was at the end of the team, suddenly stopped and turned to face the tall mecha, as if she was saying goodbye to her father before leaving.

"Senior King, let's set off."

The silver-white helmet lowered its head somewhat stiffly, and the cold electronic sound inside was still as usual.

"Well... Baiju, no, Fei'er, have fun."

Jiang Feier smiled from her astonishment, "Yes, I will!"

This mecha has always been warm, but it’s not because of the sun or anything.

It is that warm heart that even though he is thousands of miles away, he can still use these pieces of iron as a carrier to transfer his heat.

"Oh, my dear ladies, I am your tour guide for this trip. You can call me Andrew."

Akerdorf also upgraded other functions of the car, so the holographic Andrew figure changed into a tuxedo.

Under the girls' curious gazes, Cheng Haoran pushed him back. He couldn't let such a guy lead the children astray.

"Stop being such a show-off and turn on airplane mode."

Andrew changed his tone to a half-dead one, "Alas, my fate is to be at the mercy of others - no, can you fly a plane?"

Cheng Haoran naturally put his hands on the steering wheel and smiled. "Who cares? Let's fly the plane first, and then think about how to fly it!"

"..."×5
Zhou Changqing inexplicably felt that this sentence was somewhat familiar.

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