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"Wow haha!!! Lucky bastard! This uncle is here to give you women's clothes!!"

At the moment this sound sounded, Fang Ran couldn't wait to pick up all of his chocolate boxes and rush towards the source of the sound!

With his ass, he could tell who this noisy guy was sending him women's clothes.

Bastard!

I now have to get up at 6 o’clock every day, and then within 30 minutes to finish the goal of 10,000 meters, I ran for more than 1,000 meters and slapped the floor once. After that, I continue to train extreme parkour. I don’t know how many times I pat the floor. In the end, he will be beaten for three points! ! !

During this period, I don't know how many times I have to suffer from the splitting of muscles and bones!

The scariest part is not the training in the afternoon! !

Really, life is so difficult...

So why are there guys who come to make trouble at this time!

Women's clothing, women's clothing, women's clothing, women's clothing all day long!

Believe it or not I can stun you to death when I look like a dress! ! !

At the time when Fang Ran was roaring in his heart, the door to the C-level training ground on the first basement level had slowly opened. A young man was wearing sunglasses and a white casual shirt. The whole person including the smirk on the corner of his mouth. The unrelenting temperament of the prodigal son was so strong that it even suppressed his originally handsome face.

Then he immediately saw the group and Fang Ran in the corner of the training ground with a sharp eye.

"Hahaha!! Fang Ran, we meet again! Do you miss me!!"

Do not! I don't want to see you! Get out of here!

Fang Ran shouted with refusal in his heart, and then Fang Shuzhi had already rushed over...

Well, holding a dress in hand.

I said you get out of here!

And put away the stuff in your hands!

Fang Ran slumped to the ground. Although his body was not good enough, he shouted violently in his heart!

Arriving on the training ground, at the corner where Su Qun and Fang Ran were practicing, Fang Shu nodded in satisfaction to Fang Ran, who was obviously exhausted by Su Qun's training.

"Well, that's right, the young Xiao Mengxin should do more training so that you can become bald and stronger."

I bald your face, make your face stronger!

Fang Ran looked at his gloating look, and complained in his heart.

"How did you come?"

Su Qun put down the scabbard and asked strangely when looking at the magician.

The Alchemist spread his hands on him and said indifferently:

"As soon as I came out of the scene, I heard a big news after taking a break. As a result, I learned that our A-level superintendent in the China Night Game Xuezang was training in the night game. I felt interesting and came.

Go back to me! ! !

Seeing that the alchemist came running for this reason, Fang Ran just wanted to get angry and spit on his face.

"Eh heh, Fang Ran, how about this little skirt I brought you? Lolita's~"

In the next second, the alchemist came to Fang Ran and squatted down, showing him the Lolita dress in the high-end clothing bag with a smirk.

The corners of Fang Ran's mouth twitched, and his body was trembling with anger. With all his strength gathered, he still trembling and said weakly:

"Go... die..."

"Eh eh, don't be shy, come, this little group will give it to you, as a meeting gift for you from the seniors of the night game, limited edition~"

Yo your sister!

Fang Ran looked at the Alchemist who didn't care about the three-seven-one, put the skirt into his arms, and added with joy:

"Remember to tell me when you wear it~"

Who the **** can wear this kind of thing!

Also, I said it all, my sister!

Fang Ran roared in his heart, but because he had just been beaten two points, he was now completely weak. Before accepting the next splitting of muscles and bones, he could only use his own salted fish to kill the magic eye and glaring fiercely at the magician.

Su Qun looked at this scene, sighed helplessly, and then said to the alchemist:

"Alchemy, we are still training now."

"I know, I know, so am I not here, see if I can help."

The Alchemist said winking at the Suqun, and the Suqun looked at him speechlessly.

help? Are you sure you really think so?

After speaking, the Alchemist looked at the area where the two were training. There were all kinds of fighting equipment, as well as a dying Fang Ran holding armor and women's clothing on the ground.

"You are doing...fighting practice?"

Fang Shu made a ‘forehead’ and asked Xiang Suqun with a ‘should’t it be like this’ expression.

"Well, yes, what's the matter?"

Fang Shu made him stare at Suqun silently with a look of ‘It’s true’, Suqun looked strange by him.

After a long while, the alchemist said silently:

"I said that, Suqun, you are a C-level participant, and you are also the strongest ancient martial arts ability. You are a sparring training for Fang Ran. You think he can be beaten by you. Learn a hammer!"

Fang Ran, who slumped to the ground, approves in tears, feeling that this **** who always wants his dresses finally said something human.

In fact, he didn't even learn a hammer.

Upon hearing this, the group of people frowned and thought:

"I have reduced the movement to a basic level, and I think that practicing against me is the quickest way. After all, my master taught me this way before I became a participant."

Don't think everyone is like you...

Fang Ran and the Alchemist both looked at him silently and complained.

"No matter how much you press, it's useless. Your instinct determines your level, and you will definitely not make a mistake. It is too difficult for a novice."

Fang Shuzhu rolled his eyes and said, Su Qun thought about it seriously, then looked at him and asked:

"Then what do you say?"

"such."

Fang Shu snapped his fingers, a yellow paper blood talisman burned behind him, and then a humanoid puppet appeared behind him, making Fang Ran dumbfounded.

The whole wooden organ puppet reveals a strong ancient Chinese charm, with an antique flavor.

"Using this, I summon the Yin Soldier with Soul and Fang Ran to practice, so that Fang Ran can also let go of his hands and feet without any scruples. As for you, you should give full play to the responsibility of your fighting instructor and point out Fang Ran's mistakes every time. , And then practice for him in person."

The Alchemist patted the organ puppet and smiled with a thumbs up:

"Trust me ~ www.NovelMTL.com~ using the same goal as a textbook is definitely more effective than your pendulum."

Fang Ran opened his mouth and looked at the mechanism puppet, and Su Qun nodded in agreement.

In the night game, although the alchemist is always the happiest person who is always the most prosperous and has no righteousness, and is always repaired by other people, it may be because of ability. On these issues, it is the brightest to think of all kinds of side-by-side methods. people.

"It's true, indeed, let Fang Ran reflect on his insufficiency of the organ puppets from the sidelines, while seeing how I respond is indeed a good way to learn, then let's start."

Suqun nodded in agreement, and the other magician spoke.

"Yin Po summoned!"

The Alchemist took out a piece of yellow paper and scribbled a spell on it. The fingertips clearly floating in the void, but the color of vermilion was drawn.

Then he slapped it on the mechanism puppet, and the mechanism puppet possessed by the ghost suddenly moved.

After the Alchemy Envoy watched the group splitting and screaming for Fang Ran, he was panicking. After sighing, the devastated Fang Ran stood up again, staring fiercely at the pile of ‘wood’ in front of him!

Prepare to vent all the anger that you have been angered by the sling hammer these days on this wooden thing!

I can't beat the C-level elite, and I can't beat you! ?

So Fang Ran took a deep breath, holding the training sword and rushed up!

...

Then three minutes later.

The Alchemist and Suqun looked at Fang Ran who was beaten to the ground, and his buttocks seemed to be smoking.

Silently.

"Didn't you say that this must be more effective than my pendulum?"

Alchemist: "..."

Su Qun silently turned his head to look at the Alchemist. The Alchemist covered his face for a second and couldn't bear to look straight.

"I'm sorry, don't look at me, I really summon the weakest insult..."