Chapter 57 Teaching the Long-legged Girl

Linjiang City.

eight pm.

It was just the time when the lights came on.

After less than two hours of continuous flight, the Peregrine Falcon "flight" that Yang Fan was on finally arrived over the Yuewan Community.

At this moment, the city was in a hazy scene of night rain.

"Gurg!"

The peregrine falcon gave a cry and began to circle in the air.

Yang Fan grabbed the shuttle boat and his figure disappeared in an instant.

After a while.

His figure appeared silently in his home.

"Meow~"

Furry kid No. 1 barked and quickly crawled under the sofa, which was its own territory.

With the help of his cat friend's eyes, Yang Fan can observe the situation at home without any obstacles, and jumping over is naturally no difficulty.

He looked around and smiled: "I'm finally back."

Only when he returned home did he truly relax.

"Bang! Bang!"

Familiar footsteps sounded from upstairs.

Yang Fan put down his backpack and looked up slightly.

He had already recognized that it was Zhao Xiaolong's footsteps.

soon.

The child's voice came: "Sister, it seems that Yang Fan has not gone out all day today."

Zhao Xiaoying's tone was filled with anger and embarrassment: "Why are you telling me this? What does it have to do with me whether Yang Fan goes out or not?"

Zhao Xiaolong is young after all, and doesn’t understand the principle of “seeing but not speaking”: “Then why do you always look out the window? Do you think I can’t see…”

The words are not finished yet.

was interrupted.

"Whoo~"

This is the sound of the wind.

"what!"

This is the scream of a child.

"Alright, alright, stop messing around, both of you."

Finally, there was a helpless female voice.

A picture instantly appeared in Yang Fan's mind:
Zhao Xiaoying kicked with a flying kick, creating a gust of wind that just passed by her brother's nose.

Zhao Xiaolong was so frightened that he screamed and immediately adopted the strategy of "holding his head and crouching to defend".

Then the mother Zhao Aixia walked between the two children and separated them.

Yang Fan couldn't help but smile: "The wonderful uses of the Wind Spirit's supernatural power are more than I imagined."

Before he developed this special ability, he would never have been able to determine what was happening based solely on the sound of the wind.

He thought about it, activated his special ability and shared the vision of the squirrel Damao.

The figures of the Zhao family of four immediately came into his sight.

Zhao Xiaoying's slim figure is still particularly eye-catching and cannot be ignored.

Especially the pair of long legs, which perfectly blend beauty and strength, leaving a very deep impression on people.

Yang Fan took a look and said, "Huh?" "It seems that the long-legged girl's potential for supernatural power has improved a lot."

He estimated and nodded gently: "Within half a month to twenty days, she should be able to awaken a physical and spiritual ability."

With his current sharp eyesight, there are few people in the entire Canglan Star who can match him, so this judgment cannot be wrong.

After a short rest.

Yang Fan lay on the sofa and began to use the copying method to temper his spirit.

which is:
Use mental power as a pen to copy two original star images.

Half an hour passed.

Yang Fan suddenly felt something was wrong: "My attributes are growing too fast, and my mental state seems to have improved a little."

This is obviously the effect of copying.

He looked surprised. “I originally thought it would take at least a week for my body to recover, but now it seems that three days will be enough.”

Yang Fan sat up and whispered softly, "It seems that the mysteries of the original astrology are much more than I expected."

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of light footsteps came down from the roof again.

The rhythm of his footsteps is obviously much steadier than that of ordinary people.

It was the footsteps of the long-legged girl.

Yang Fan suddenly had an idea: "I've been thinking about the original astrology these days, and I've figured out a few simple training methods. How about using Zhao Xiaoying as a test subject to improve them?"

He made up his mind: "Let's do it."

*
In the dead of night.

Zhao Xiaoying breathed evenly.

Da Mao crawled out of the rat's nest, nimbly climbed to the long-legged girl's pillow, and gently shook his big furry tail.

A light invisible to the naked eye emerged from the squirrel's body and sank into the long-legged girl's forehead.

Soon.

Zhao Xiaoying's eyes rolled, and then she had an extremely strange dream.

in a dream.

Torrential rain.

She stood on the rooftop of Building 12, following a blurry figure and practicing some strange moves.

Raindrops were floating down from the sky, blurring the area around our figure, but not a single drop of rain fell.

I don’t know how long it took.

Zhao Xiaoying heard a voice: "Did you remember it?"

She quickly responded: "Remember!"

Subsequently.

The dream was obscured by the rain.

Zhao Xiaoying suddenly woke up. She recalled the scene in her dream and was a little confused: "Why did I have such a dream?"

It was still dark at this time.

The sound of raindrops continued to be heard.

It was apparently raining heavily outside.

Zhao Xiaoying couldn't sleep, so she got up, got dressed, and started practicing the moves in her dream.

These moves were so clear that they seemed to be engraved in her mind, and she couldn't help but want to try them out.

After practicing it over and over again.

Zhao Xiaoying was surprised and delighted: "There seems to be a warm current between my chest and abdomen. These moves are actually effective?"

She felt a little hot, so she took off her outer clothes and practiced in her underwear.

A pair of long, white legs is even more eye-catching.

Da Mao lay in the corner, staring at Zhao Xiaoying without blinking, acting as a living camera for his master.

downstairs.

Yang Fan stared at the long legs for a moment and consciously disconnected the mental connection.

Although he is not a gentleman, he is not a vulgar person either, and he would not use his supernatural powers to do such boring things.

He couldn't help but shook his head: "Don't take it off all the time, this is a bad habit!"

Yang Fan turned over and muttered, "It does have the effect of stimulating superpowers, but there is still room for improvement. I will think about it carefully tomorrow."

He closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

After dawn.

After breakfast, Yang Fan took the garbage bag and went downstairs to throw away the trash.

In the elevator hall on the first floor.

He happened to meet Zhao Xiaoying and her brother who were returning from a walk.

Zhao Xiaolong greeted him enthusiastically: "Hello, brother!"

Zhao Xiaoying also nodded and said, "Good morning!"

Yang Fan replied "Good morning" and discovered something strange.

The long-legged girl looked over with a somewhat evasive look and a slight blush on her pretty face.

Yang Fan looked puzzled.

What happened to this girl today?
It's really weird!
But he didn't think much about it and went to take out the trash.

behind.

Zhao Xiaoying was a little distracted.

There was only one thought in her mind: "Why does the vague shadow that taught me in the dream look a little like Yang Fan?"

Although she couldn't see the other person's face clearly, the girl sensed something unusual with her extremely keen female intuition.

Zhao Xiaolong noticed his sister's abnormality and asked curiously, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Xiaoying was a little slow before answering, "Nothing."

Zhao Xiaolong didn't dare to ask any more questions.

After Zhao Xiaoying returned home, she walked directly to the window, looked down, and saw a familiar figure walking towards the gate of the community.

She murmured in a very low voice: "Going fishing again so early?"

Zhao Xiaolong stared at his sister's back and curled his lips quietly: "A woman who says one thing and means another!"

*
On the banks of the Lancang River.

The smoke is vast.

Due to the rapid rise in temperature, the ice on the river surface melted and the Lancang River regained its surging momentum of "the great river flowing eastward".

Although Yang Fan is unable to add points for the time being, it does not prevent him from killing fish to accumulate spiritual source points.

He walked to the river bank and met a familiar face - Lao Ganzi.

Lao Ganzi greeted him warmly: "Xiao Yang, I haven't seen you for a few days. Where have you been?"

Yang Fan smiled and told the truth: "I was busy killing mutant creatures. I just finished the task and came back to rest."

The old man was annoyed: "Get out of here, how can you be so young and talk nonsense?!"

Yang Fan kindly reminded him, "Uncle Ganzi, there are poisonous mosquitoes recently, so you'd better not come to the river to fish."

The old man patted his chest and said nonsense: "This swing of my stick is enough to knock down all the immortals and Buddhas in the sky, let alone a mere poisonous mosquito."

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself: "When the poisonous mosquitoes come, you can only cry for your parents, and you also beat down the immortals and Buddhas in the sky?"

He ignored the old pole, walked along the river bank for a while, and started fishing for spiritual energy.

at the same time.

Yang Fan’s mind flew to the crow’s nest on the other side of the city.

Now that Mr. Ghost has temporarily stepped aside, it is Mr. Crow's turn to make his debut.

Compared to a few days ago, Dongling Park, where the Crow's Nest is located, has undergone obvious changes.

The entire park was completely blocked off, and more cameras were installed inside and outside the park.

A large number of prefabricated houses were built in an open space a few hundred meters away from the Crow's Nest.

A beautiful metal fence was erected one hundred meters around the crow's nest.

There is an automatic food and water feeding device inside the fence, and there are even several soldiers patrolling nearby.

This is obviously the work of the Blade Special Forces.

Yang Fan smiled: "It seems that the authorities have paid more attention to Mr. Ling Ya."

He immediately issued an order: "Six Black, start the action."

He had another dream last night.

Although the dream was just a small thing, he still planned to do something.

"Cuck!"

The crows began to cry.

The crow Liuhei flapped its wings and flew towards the eastern part of the city.

The Blade crew immediately noticed something unusual.

Several drones took off into the air and flew past following Liu Hei.

Yang Fan showed a hint of amusement: "I don't know what I am going to do next. Will Li Jian support me or oppose me?"

If you support us, we will still be friends in the future.

If there is opposition, he will choose to part ways with it.

Yang Fan threw out the fishing line, watched the hook fall into the water, and said softly: "Mr. Ling Ya, you have your own way."

(End of this chapter)