Bing Su, who is enthusiastic and lively, naturally doesn't know that he and the abnormal [Shura] in the intranet just passed by.

A gust of wind like Mu fan rushed in, probably after a short time, she just like waking up from a dream, pedaling to run past, only to see the empty corridor.

Where are the figures just running?

Not delivery?

At a loss, Bing Su returned to the main road.

Mu fan has appeared in the first battle room.

This is what Lu Qingxue told him before, belonging to the privilege of honorary members. In addition to no management authority, other benefits are basically equivalent to vice president.

So he can naturally enter the first pair of war rooms, one of the welfare services.

This is a Taoist field integrating training and combat. There are four intact wooden man piles in the field, and a weapon rack equipped with a variety of training weapons.

Of course, as the territory of Kendo society, there are still various kinds of swords.

In the corner of the dojo is an entrance that needs to be opened independently.

There is a separate gravity training room, which can be seen from Mufan when he came in last time.

Put the helmet aside on the ground, and then put down the 20 boxes of fried rice neatly.

Mu fan licked his lips, and he was afraid that one could not help eating them up.

So he was quick witted to come up with an excellent method.

Warm up meals, gravity training meals, and chopping training meals!

Perfect!

Mu fan opens a box of fried rice. Although the canteen is very rough, it does not hinder the flavor of real food, far from being comparable to synthetic food.

Now the delicious food is in front of you. Mu fan stands upside down with both hands and hangs over the fried rice.

A curved arm is pressed down, and one bite of rice is eaten.

Ao ~

jump with one arm and roll to the ground in the air.

A mouthful of rice down, just into the stomach was ground into slag, that aroma stimulated his taste buds.

I forgot to eat.

So warm up! Ha ha ha ha.

So mu fan two consecutive arm backward, is a mouth into the belly.

Ow ~

this time, he turned a circle track and took a bite into his stomach.

Whew ~

I saw Mu fan, who was stimulated by food, just like a wheel of wind and fire, rolling around the whole room. Whenever he passed the lunch box, he would say a mouthful, and in a flash, a box of rice would be empty.

A volley two weeks to turn around, steady handstand posture landing, Mufan satisfied with the movement of the neck, the effect is better than he imagined. The next half, go to the fighter instructor!

Well, you can't be hungry. You can save the rest.

Anyway, the dojo here is free, no money.

Mu fan's heart is full of happiness.

As a result, the nine lunch boxes were neatly arranged in a row on the ground and opened at the same time. For a while, all of them rolled and jumped again, forming a whirlwind.

At the gate of Kendo Club, the long light chestnut hair scattered behind him like a waterfall, the rhythmic light swing, and the gentle and jade like amorous feelings revealed between the two boys closest to the door called out excitedly: "Hello, vice president!"

"Vice president, here comes the daffodils?"

"My God, the goddess in my dream has come today. It turns out that the goddess likes to come over at night."

Bing Su, who is chopping the wooden man pile with heart, cheers and cheers at the tall beauty with a faint smile on her face.

"Wan'er ~ ~ happy to see you, how can you come here today?"

"Come and get my training clothes. Good evening, Su Su Su. Isn't sister Qingxue here?" Just like the eyes of autumn water, the soft eyes let some of the boys who stare at here are embarrassed to turn their heads.

I can't bear to desecrate such a beautiful Narcissus with my eyes.

"Sister snow, she is not here. I guess there is something wrong with her. I will take the clothes and accompany me in the training meeting, Wan'er." Bing Su winks at you Shiwan.

Looking at her lively friend, youshiwan still showed a gentle smile and shook her head. "I'll go back after I take it. There are some things that the student union has to deal with."

"Oh, well, I guess you are preparing for the new year's party. My Wan'er is so tired that she should take care of herself." Bing Su reluctantly waved.

Right teacher Wan showed a good-looking smile on her face, blinked her eyes slightly, and then pointed to the inside:

"I'll go. Sorry to disturb your training just now

After that, the right teacher Wan with impeccable graceful gait slowly walked to the deep corridor.

"I'm really envious of the elegant and moving temperament of the vice president. I like it very much as a girl."

"Who says not, the narcissus of Kendo society have such a kind of aesthetic feeling."

"Wan'er's gait is really beautiful. I want to learn it." Bing Su's beautiful eyes did not hide his admiration."Susu, you two have different styles. If you walk like this, it's not you. No one likes you."

"Hate, don't say that to me, my sister is so popular!"

The two girls said and started to fight with each other in the laughter around them.

With her lithe and soft steps at her feet and her posture swaying, right Shiwan is like a woman full of aura in the painting scroll, leaving people with infinite reverie and disappearing at the end of the corridor.

Opposite to Lu Qingxue's president room, his room is close to the exit. So the right teacher Wan turned around and entered his own room.

The articles inside are well ordered, and the clean and tidy indoor environment is pleasing to the eyes.

The wardrobe is next to the aisle that connects to the first battle room, so when she looks over, she sees the red light.

Someone?

Isn't it that Xueqing is not here?

What's going on?

The white palm that opened the clothes cabinet stopped and pulled out a soft sword from the weapon rack. Right Shiwan's eyes were calm and she stepped forward a few steps. The authority passed and the door opened.

Ow ~ ~

ow ~ ~

whoosh!

When the airtight isolated door opens, bursts of excited howl and whoosh of air breaking sound will come.

Mu fan, who has just finished the eighth box of fried rice, can't remember how many somersaults he has turned from here.

I only heard something nearby, so I turned it over subconsciously.

Of course, the more you eat, the more you turn.

So mu fan, with his face full of fried rice, stops steadily at the right Shiwan

50 cm in front of you.

I chewed subconsciously.

The right teacher Wan, who has just stepped out of the first step, is in a fixed frame.

The long chestnut hair stopped swinging.

Their eyes meet.

Right division Wan thin and tall nose slightly frown, eyes over Mu fan swept to the field, saw the field empty eight lunch boxes and a pile of lunch boxes not opened.

Then the lips light open, such as empty valley orchid, soft voice of the heart.

"Who are you? This is the war room for the president. "

In front of the face of the woman looked at a few mouthfuls of elegant food, and finally swallowed.

"I am Mu fan, an honorary member of Kendo society. How did you get out of here

"You Shi Wan, vice president of Kendo society." Women's soft voice did not Mufan this vulgar move any fluctuations, as always good to hear.

"Hello, how do you feel a little familiar..." Mu fan frowns as if thinking about something.

"I saw you in the morning." The right teacher Wan walks around Mufan with a light step. Ning He's eyes scan around the Taoist field and finally fall on Mufan's steaming and hot sweat. His voice is quiet and peaceful, like a drizzle moistening things, and can't help but drift into people's hearts.

"Although there is no ban on eating food in the Taoist temple, but It's not good. "

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