Chapter 240

The family gathered together for the rest of their lives.

However, after tossing for so long, everyone has been worried for so long. Now, as soon as you relax, endless fatigue begins to attack slowly.

Yang's parents yawned and drove Yang Fan and Yang Guo back to their bedrooms to have a rest.

When the crisis is over, life has to continue. Everything will not be affected if you open a shop or go to school tomorrow.

This is life in the end.

The time of crisis will come. No one knows when the disaster will come, but before that, people still have to live strong.

Don't ask what is the meaning of living.

At the end of the world.

Living is the greatest significance!

Yang Fan returns to his bedroom with xiaohua and Dahei. The spirit eater is forcibly occupied by Yang Guo for fear. Yang's father and mother lock the door below, turn off the light, and return to their bedroom.

The family fell on their beds almost at the same time and fell asleep.

I can't help it. I'm really tired.

Especially Yang Fan.

The sequelae of the combination with the spirit of Xiaohua has not completely subsided, and there is a serious lack of mental power. Almost as soon as the head touches the pillow, it has completely fallen asleep.

The original intention to enter the virtual community of spiritual teachers at night to explore secrets and brush experience was completely ruined.

The whole city slept that night.

The next day.

4:30 a.m.

The set alarm clock rings as promised, waking Yang Fan from his dream.

"It's early morning so soon?"

Yang Fan stretched out and felt that he hadn't slept so heavily for a long time. It was really cool.

After several hours of rest, his strength of Qi and blood and mental strength reserve all recovered to full value. As soon as he opened his eyes, he felt full of vitality and full of energy.

Without lying in bed, Yang Fan sat up as soon as he turned over, habitually brushed his teeth, washed his face and changed his clothes, then fried a steak himself, fed three pet animals by the way, and brushed all his Qi and blood experience and spiritual experience to full value.

"When you feed the pet Amur tiger, the appetite of the Amur tiger is greatly satisfied, the trust in you is greatly improved, the animal training experience is greatly improved, spiritual feedback + 10, and the skill proficiency of animal training + 10."

"When you feed the pet black lion dog, the appetite of the black lion dog is slightly satisfied, the trust in you is improved, the animal training experience is slightly improved, the HP feedback is + 10, and the skill proficiency of animal training is + 5."

"When you feed the pet spirit eating rat, the appetite of the spirit eating rat is greatly satisfied, the trust in you is greatly improved, the experience of animal training is greatly improved, HP feedback + 20 and skill proficiency of animal training + 10."

“……”

Each pet has ten pieces of raw meat, bringing Yang Fan a total of 100 points of mental strength and 300 minutes of Qi and blood strength. Although it is not much, it is better to be simple and convenient than nothing.

"Old rules!"

After dinner, Yang Fan looked down at the three pet animals in front of him and whispered, "leave one to look after the house in the store to protect the safety of my parents and my sister. You three can discuss for yourself. Who will stay?"

"Meow ~!"

"Baba!"

"Squeak!"

Each of the three pet animals gave a cry, and then the spirit eater stood up listlessly, like a defeated rooster, with his tail and head drooping.

It knows that it must be left in the end.

No way, weak strength, no Demon power!

"Good! Just you!"

Yang Fan took a satisfied look at the spirit eating mouse. The little guy is very clever and has a future.

"Squeak!"

The spirit devouring mouse responded without paying attention.

fuck.

Can't you be smart? If you're not smart, you'll get beaten in a minute.

In front of it, one of the two big brothers is a ruling monster. He is born with noble blood and can't afford to be provoked. The other is a level five demon general. He is angry. He is a mad dog. His small body is not enough to fill people's teeth.

Yang Fan doesn't care so much. The weak have no human rights. If you don't want to stay at home, simply try to become stronger.

When its cultivation has surpassed this cat and dog, it will naturally get due respect.

As soon as he waved, he received all the flowers and big black in his pocket. Yang Fan got up and went downstairs.

At this time, Yang's father and mother haven't got up yet. Yang Fan didn't disturb them. After going downstairs, he went directly to the refrigerator, waved to cover the monitoring, and then put all the spare positions in the freezer with the demon meat he collected.

After more than 100 pieces were placed and all the empty seats were filled, Yang Fan stopped.

It takes at least a week to return to the town guard's house. These more than 100 pieces of demon meat should be enough for daily consumption in the store.

After all this, Yang Fan left at ease. Instead of waiting for the bus, he flew directly to the room and floated all the way.

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

This is why when Yang fan used to take a bus, he met some civilians and school martial arts disciples. The real martial arts masters basically no longer need this slow vehicle.

Soon.

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

In the Backyard Playground of South China military school, a Yunling I airship is waiting quietly.

Yang Fan was the last student to arrive. When he arrived, Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui, Jin Wenze and an Sheng were all in place under the airship.

Among them, Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen stood at the same place, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze whispered. Only an Sheng stood there alone and ignored.

Seeing Yang Fan coming, Chu Feiyun proudly raised his head as if he didn't see it. Zhu Yuchen and Duan Xiaorui all nodded at Yang Fan. Jin Wenze looked at Yang Fan curiously and didn't know what he was thinking.

Only an Sheng, after seeing Yang Fan, seemed to see his relatives. He floated over and hugged Yang Fan: "brother fan, you're here. The flowers are dying!"

Yang Fan looked at Ansheng with satisfaction. He knew that the fat man was a master unwilling to be lonely. No, he still came with him.

In an Sheng's hopeful eyes, Yang Fan said hello to Xiaohua. The kitten came lazily out of Yang Fan's pocket and glanced at an Sheng discontentedly.

"Meow ~!"

Ao Jiao shouted at an Sheng incomparably. An Sheng understood it for seconds. She quickly nodded and bowed, stretched out her hands and took Xiaohua over.

"Little baby, the next few days, the safety of your brother will depend on you. Please, be awesome!"

After yesterday's lesson, Ansheng didn't dare to be rude to Xiaohua. At the beginning, he lowered his posture and was careful to please.

"Meow ~!"

Xiaohua trembled: "little fat man, if you dare to call the king so disgusting again, be careful that the king will swallow you!"

At the same time, Xiaohua's teeth showed and her eyes showed fierce light, which really frightened Ansheng.

"Don't, don't introduce!" Ansheng held Xiaohua and seemed to offer an ancestor: "there must be a title between us. Otherwise, how about I call you Xiaohua?"

"Tiger king!" Xiaohua glared with dissatisfaction: "later call me king tiger king!"

At the mention of the name of Xiaohua, the tiger king looked sad. It clearly has a name, but the owner has to call it Xiaohua. What can it do?

"King Tiger?"

Ansheng looked at Xiaohua's current figure and its meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow!

"Meow ~! What, do you have a problem?"

Ansheng quickly shook his head: "no, absolutely no opinion! The tiger king is the tiger king. Who doesn't have a dream these days, right?"

The air was suddenly cold, and the tiger king couldn't help but want to eat people.

This stupid human is more annoying than its sand carving owner. I really want to eat him!

Yang Fan couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that the tiger king wanted to get angry, he moved his mind and made the tiger king with only dreams completely quiet.

Yang Fan motioned to Ansheng to put the flowers in his pocket.

The presence of small flowers can ensure that Ansheng's personal breath will not leak out. Even when he arrives at the town guard, he can also avoid his identity being discovered by his enemies to the greatest extent.

"Thank you, brother fan!"

Ansheng contentedly put the tiger king in his pocket and thanked Yang Fan in a low voice.

Yang Fan glanced at the other four people and whispered, "since everyone is here, why don't we introduce ourselves and get familiar with each other before the team leader comes?"

"Yang Fan, just won a test champion. Do you really think you are the first brother in South China?"

"These people present, in addition to the salted fish around you, who are not familiar with each other, still need to introduce themselves?"

"Also, the resource competition organized by the town guard's office is not a family competition. You can just go by yourself. Why do you bring such a waste snack?"

Chu Feiyun looked at Yang Fan and an Sheng with great dissatisfaction. He raised his hand and pointed to an Sheng impolitely. He disdained to say, "this time we went to the guard house, but we ran for the first champion. I don't want anyone to drag the hind legs of the whole team behind us!"

Yang Fan was stunned.

Chu Feiyun, as always, is arrogant.

It seems that I was in the trial Canyon last time and haven't been convinced.

However, in addition to Chu Feiyun, Yang Fan also saw Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze looking at Ansheng with some dissatisfaction.

Yang Fan shrugged. It seems that the appearance of Ansheng has aroused the dissatisfaction of all the team members.

This is a good thing. Yang Fan is not angry. The reason why these people are dissatisfied is that they do not know the real strength of an Sheng. They are worried that an Sheng's ability is not enough to be qualified as the seed player of the challenge arena, rather than personal gratitude and resentment.

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

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

Yang Fan smiled gently and didn't move President Chen Guang out to talk about it. Instead, he turned his head and looked deeply at an Sheng next to him and said, "tell me, what should I do now?"

As soon as an Sheng straightened up, he held his head high and raised his butt. His big round belly pushed forward for more than half a meter.

"It's simple!" an Sheng squinted, glanced at the four people in front of him, and said softly: "if anyone thinks Ben Shuai is not qualified to go to the garrison, he will stand up and fight with Ben Shuai. If he loses, Ben Shuai will pat his ass and leave without saying anything!"

That's right. The thief is tough.

Yang Fan couldn't help but cast an appreciative look at him. He knew that this guy was very fussy. If he didn't jump out and show off and hit the four geniuses in front of him, he would be so annoyed that he couldn't even sleep at night.

Chu Feiyun looked at each other and suddenly felt very funny.

In South China martial arts school, in addition to Yang Fan, a sudden rise pervert, there are people who dare to challenge them like this.

This little fat man with a corrupt face is really a toad yawning. What a big breath.

A little rookie of level 5 martial arts apprentice, why dare to challenge them, the thickness of his face?

"Jin Wenze!" Chu Feiyun turned his head and looked at Jin Wenze of class two, grade three, and whispered to him, "go weigh his weight and see if he really has that ability!"

Among the four, Jin Wenze's accomplishments are a little lower. If the fat man can't even beat Jin Wenze, he really doesn't have to go to the town guard house to make a fool of himself.

"Good." Jin Wenze didn't refuse. He directly stood up, smiled at Ansheng and held his fist: "Ansheng classmate, Jin Wenze, class two, senior three, please give me your advice!"