I just want to touch, what bad thoughts can I have?

Chapter 3 Bathroom + floor-to-ceiling windows, an invention of genius

"Damn it, sword energy!"

Since the start of the battle, Deng Ya's expression management, which has always been calm, as if everything is under control, can no longer be stretched, and the signs of losing control are obvious.

Can't wait to think about it, she let go of the hand holding the branch, and the firefly-sized spiritual flame at her dantian blazed brightly.

boom! !

The sword energy hit her palm directly in front of her, and cracks stretched from the end. After a moment of stalemate, it collapsed invisible.

"Fang Qingran, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Deng Ya shook her head with a broken smile.

She never imagined that a simple act of helping a student to hold the Buddha's feet temporarily could be forced to the point of mobilizing extraordinary power.

Fang Qingran who can wield sword energy, not to mention keeping his position in the ordinary class, he even has the qualifications to become a member of the elite class!

Focusing on Fang Qingran again, she noticed that the young man was faintly standing unsteadily, and his body was leaning forward. For a moment, she let him fall into her arms.

"I'm out of strength, the consumption is very serious, maybe it's because of the release of sword energy?"

What made her laugh and cry was that, even though she had lost her strength to the point of unconsciousness, she still held the two branches tightly with her hands, as if the two branches she picked up at random were some kind of magical weapons or rare treasures.

When she received her favorite birthday present, she didn't love it so much.

Deng Ya, who made a judgment immediately, hesitated for a while, quickly grabbed the opponent's body, and rushed to the outside of the village in the city.

The various facilities in the place where the student lives in my family are relatively simple. If you want to recover quickly, it is better to take it to another place.

When her figure disappeared at the end of the street in the village in the city, the little sparrow, which had been startled, fell back to the ground, and a little human color appeared in a pair of bird pupils.

By the time Fang Qingran woke up from the coma, several hours had passed.

During this time, he had a long, long dream.

In the dream, he was lying on the [-]-square-meter Simmons, thinking about life in the attitude of a sage.

As soon as he went out, he was surrounded by all kinds of beautiful maids and sisters, and a group of vicious villains stood cautiously on both sides of the road, and their awe could not be concealed in their worship.

What is the young master of a top evil organization! (Tactical back)

Later, I was awakened by the landlord's sentence, "It's time to pay the rent. If you don't pay the rent, you and your father will be driven out to live on the street and sleep in the bridge hole."

It was another awakening from poverty.

Slowly opening his sleepy eyes, he rubbed his eyes while sitting on the edge of the bed.

hiss~
While sitting up, Fang Qingran couldn't help but gasped.

So soft!

So flexible!
There is a feeling of being trapped.

I have never slept in such a comfortable bed in my life.

This almost made it clear that this place was definitely not his home.

"In my impression, before I fell into a coma, I seemed to have slashed at Mr. Deng with a sword aura... wait... a sword aura?!"

He suddenly thought of something, and like a hungry tiger pouncing on his food, he grabbed the edge of the bed and poked his head around.

Stretching out his hand to hold the wooden branch leaning against the edge of the bed, he felt a sense of security in his heart.

After touching it, two lines of information flooded into my mind.

However, this time, in addition to the already familiar [Right Branch of the Old Peach Tree], there is an additional attribute called [Left Branch of the Old Peach Tree].

【The left branch of the old peach tree】

[Quality: Gray]

[Basic bonus: strength +1, swordsmanship +1]

[Special Effect: None]

Well, exactly the same as [the right branch of the old peach tree].

But when Fang Qingran picked up two wooden branches at the same time, the information in his mind suddenly changed.

[Peach wood double-strand sword]

【Quality: White】

[Basic bonuses: Swiftness +2, Strength +3, Swordsmanship +3, One Heart and Two Uses +1]

【Special effect】

[Suit Two-Sword Style: It can be triggered actively. When the initiator activates the effect of Two-Sword Style, all attributes can be temporarily doubled and increased for 3 minutes.

After the end, the initiator will fall into a weak state for one hour. 】

[Remarks: Collect five more branches and you will be able to combine seven swords! 】

"The name is a sword, but the special effect is a two-sword style. Isn't this a kind of NTR?"

After viewing the brand new information, Fang Qingran rubbed his chin in thought.

But that's not the point. In any case, the dual-wielding tree-twig conversion suit doesn't give him a slight increase in strength compared to using a single tree branch.

From his personal point of view, it can be called a qualitative leap.

Kaisen!
After sorting out the information in his mind, Fang Qingran had the leisure to observe the layout of the entire room.

The overall appearance is about eighty or ninety square meters, which is much larger than ordinary single-person apartments.

Ignoring some suspicious objects on the table in front of the sofa, Fang Qingran turned to look at the wall above the bed.

A long banner poster was pasted on the wall, and the background was a modern city full of sci-fi.

The most conspicuous people in the poster have different shapes. One looks more aggressive than the other, and Fang, who has no image at all, just ignores it. His gaze is fixed on the title of the poster.

[Legendary extraordinary city - Tianshu, looking forward to writing the future with you]

"What, it turned out to be a promotional poster for Tianshu City."

After all, Fang Qingran couldn't help but look at the group of nine pretending to be in the poster again.

There is no doubt that the figures that can appear in this poster are still shining and the most outstanding in that place where elites are everywhere.

Tianshu City, the absolute center of Tianshu Domain, is known as a super city 50 years ahead of the world's extraordinary progress.

And Ningcheng where he is located is one of the 94 cities under the jurisdiction of the Tianshu Region.

"Tianshu City, Tianshu Academy..."

Fang Qingran murmured in a low voice, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

Tianshu Academy is the childhood dream of every student living in Tianshu Region, the holy place in their hearts, and the incomparable supreme institution in Tianshu Region.

It can be said that as long as you can pass the college entrance examination and get into it, your life is destined to be bright.

Of course, the premise is not to engage in show operations.

Like his dad.

"I have today's golden finger. The Tianshu Academy, which once seemed out of reach, now seems to have a chance..."

Walking to the living room, Fang Qingran came to the window and saw the familiar village in the city.

According to Jugao's visual inspection, his location is at least 20 floors high.

Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound of water splashing on the tiles.

Turning around, his throat rolled down instinctively.

Floor-to-ceiling windows + bathroom, since his previous life, he has wanted to find out, which genius design is this?

Even though the line of sight is blocked by the venetian blinds, the graceful reflection of light and shadow alone is enough to make the trip worthwhile.

"Ok?"

The figure who was taking a bath seemed to be aware of it, and a female voice came from the bathroom:
"you're awake?"

"Teacher Deng?"

Fang Qingran immediately recognized the identity of the person who spoke.

Combined with the environment he was in and the atmosphere of being alone and widowed, he had to admit that there was indeed such a moment of excitement.

The figure reflected by the venetian blinds was obviously not clear. Someone had such a short moment of reverence for the teacher, she groped for a while, and sighed helplessly:
"Ah, I'm used to being alone, forgetting that there is someone else at home before I take a bath...

Fang Qingran, please pass the pajamas to the teacher. "

(End of this chapter)