When Tu Keke returned, she was wearing white stockings under her long nightgown, and her slender legs were clearly visible beneath the stockings.
Yan Luo nodded in satisfaction.
"Get on track, bro! Come on, climb the ranks! Your uncle will make sure you're at the top right from the start!"
Tu Keke placed the drink on the table.
She sat down somewhat embarrassed. She had taken the stockings from Lu Jiajing's drawer; thankfully, neither of them had noticed.
Then she hid in the bathroom and put on the mask. During this time, Su Qing, who was passing by, almost discovered Tu Keke as she was about to enter the bathroom.
Fortunately, it was a close call, otherwise we would have been completely wiped out.
Lu Jiajing's legs are a bit fleshy, while Tu Keke's legs are thinner. Also, Lu Jiajing is taller than Tu Keke, so these socks look a bit awkward on her, giving off a feeling of a child wearing an adult's clothes.
Tiny little feet outlined in white stockings—lolis are just so cute!
Yanluo didn't care too much about that, although she was indeed very cute.
I spent the whole morning playing games.
Miaomiao didn't get up until noon. Once she relaxed, her aunt loved to sleep in.
If Yan Luo and Tu Keke hadn't been scolded by Tu Luoxue, they probably would have been fighting until the afternoon.
Tu Keke's head was hit with another loving punch.
Just as Yan Luo was about to deliver another iron fist to herself, she instantly fled the master bedroom, leaving Tu Keke alone to face the white-haired witch.
"Uncle, you cowardly lizard!!!"
Tu Keke's wailing came from the master bedroom.
Yanlu chuckled and quickly ran downstairs to cook.
Games are such a harmful thing; I was playing them this afternoon!
The typhoon came quickly and went quickly.
Tuesday, October 20th.
The typhoon's impact on Guangzhou is relatively minor; judging from the weather forecast, it should still rain.
All schools decided to give another day off to avoid being caught off guard by a sudden resurgence of the epidemic.
Zhong Jiudao sent a message to Yanluo last night.
They said they wanted to intensify training and asked Yanluo to go to the Guangzhou Ghost Hunting Branch today for sparring.
Yan Luo was no problem with it, and it was a good thing that everyone was on this momentum. Chi Miaomiao also said she was okay with it, and even invited Fan Qianning and Xie Huai'an, the two sisters, to join in, emphasizing that no one should be left behind.
Xie Huai'an was very excited. It was perfect to spar with a strong person like the captain. It would not only improve his combat experience, but also allow him to see the gap between himself and the captain.
It has no disadvantages and only advantages.
After having breakfast, Yan Luo and Chi Miaomiao drove to the branch office.
Zhong Jiudao arrived first and stood at the entrance of the branch office, with Xia Qianzhen standing next to him. This woman with very eye-catching purple hair had her arm around Zhong Jiudao's.
Yan Luo and her companion got out of the car, followed shortly by Fan Qianning and her sister, who had been brought there by their driver.
The ninth squad, consisting of only five members, has now assembled.
Everyone changed into their training clothes in the preparation room, while Xia Qianzhen sat on the second floor of the training room looking down.
Zhong Jiudao held a black longsword in his hand, which was his ghost weapon - the Zhongkui Sword. His sleeveless training uniform revealed his strong arms, and his chest was high and bulging. His body was even more robust than Yanluo's.
This is inseparable from his accumulated practice and self-discipline in physical training.
Fan Qianning's training uniform was a bit too small, which accentuated her stunning figure. She was petite, holding the Soul-Capturing Banner in her hand, and her eyes revealed her seriousness. It had been a long time since she had sparred with the captain, which made this short-haired girl a little nervous.
Xie Huai'an's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. She held the Soul-Hooking Lock in her hand, and the chain was swung around, making a sound. Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, and her training clothes wrapped around the girl's body, making her look very light and agile.
Chi Miaomiao held a cold-looking iron fan in her hand. When the fan was unfolded, a strange chill swept through the entire training room, even stronger than the chill generated by Xie Huai'an's chains!
Chi Miaomiao named her ghost artifact the Soul-Severing and Forgetting Fan.
Perhaps because in mythology, there exists a woman named Meng Po in the underworld who can make past ghosts forget their past lives with a bowl of soup, Chi Miaomiao believes that she is "Meng Po" in the Ninth Squad.
The older brother is Yama, Dao Ge is Zhong Kui, and Ning Ning and An An are the Black and White Impermanence.
Then there's absolutely no problem with me, Chi Miaomiao, being "Meng Po"!
Yan Luo was empty-handed, without any weapon in his hand; if he had a weapon, it wouldn't be a friendly spar.
Zhong Jiudao drew his sword and pointed it directly at Yanluo.
"Xiao Yan, be careful."
The inkstone was set up in a certain position.
"Come on, please."
As soon as she finished speaking, several pairs of pale, ghostly hands suddenly appeared beneath Yanluo's feet, attempting to grab them.
With incredible speed, Yanluo leaped up on one foot to dodge backward, and the ghostly hand immediately reached out towards Yanluo, but the distance limited it.
As soon as Yan Luo's feet touched the ground, Zhong Jiudao rushed forward with his sword, appearing in front of Yan Luo in an instant. He slashed down with his sword, but Yan Luo gripped the blade with one hand and engaged in a battle of strength with Zhong Jiudao.
Xie Huai'an appeared not far behind Yan Luo when she was off guard. The Soul-Hooking Rope shot towards Yan Luo like an iron snake. Yan Luo gripped the sword tightly and, with the help of Zhong Jiudao, bent her legs upward, causing her waist to suspend in mid-air.
While dodging the attack, Yan Luo released his sword and suddenly used his palm to form a fist, aiming at Zhong Jiudao's face.
Zhong Jiudao reacted quickly and blocked with his sword, causing Yan Luo's punch to strike the sword.
Yan Luo's powerful strike forced Zhong Jiudao back several meters, and Chi Miaomiao, who had been hiding behind Zhong Jiudao, suddenly appeared.
The iron fan in his hand spun rapidly, almost slid into Yanluo's throat.
Yan Luo dodged instantly.
"Miaomiao, you'll find out tonight!!"
Chi Miaomiao stuck out her tongue and continued to attack Yan Luo. The two chased each other, and to Xia Qianzhen in the training room on the second floor, they were just afterimages flashing by.
Zhong Jiudao quickly ran to Yanluo's side, and Xie Huai'an also swung the chains to prepare to surround Yanluo.
Chi Miaomiao understood immediately and frantically waved her iron fan, while Yan Luo only dodged and did not attack.
You don't need to hold back much when hitting the dog, after all, his physical strength and cultivation level are there, so you don't have to worry about getting injured.
All three girls were at the seventh level, so even if Yanluo held back, she didn't dare to attack, lest she actually get injured by herself.
Chi Miaomiao, together with Zhong Jiudao and Xie Huai'an, were about to surround Yan Luo when Yan Luo instantly disappeared from their sight and appeared behind Fan Qianning, who had been setting up an array.
He picked up Fan Qianning like a kitten.
"My teammate is dead."
Fan Qianning sighed. Yan Luo put her down, and Fan Qianning walked to the sidelines to watch how the other three attacked and restrained Yan Luo.
Training continues.
Xie Huai'an took the lead, wrapping the Soul-Hook Lock around his hand several times to shorten its length and make it easier for him to attack.
Yan Luo reached out and let Xie Huai'an hook his arm around her. The next second, a chill enveloped Yan Luo's entire right arm.
Having frozen Yanluo, Xie Huai'an had completed his task and forcefully restrained Yanluo.
Zhong Jiudao attacked Yan Luo, not wanting to waste the excellent opportunity Xie Huai'an had provided.
Chi Miaomiao also quickly ran towards Yan Luo from the side, preparing to attack from both sides.
In an instant, the two entered the perfect attack range.
Yan Luo shuddered with his right arm, shattering the ice that enveloped him. The ice scattered all over the ground, emitting a chilling aura.
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