It was destined to be a sleepless night.

Tang Sanjue left in the middle of the night, but Zhang Twelve was so excited that he couldn't sleep.

Flipping through the medical book left by Tang Sanjue, most of them recorded what medicine should be taken for various diseases and the refining method of some pills, these Zhang Twelve didn't need to deliberately memorize by rote, put the book in the bracelet, and take it out when you use it in the future, it is very simple.

It's just that the last few pages of this medical book are dedicated to the use of poison and detoxification, Zhang Twelve's eyes lit up, and he felt that he needed this thing very much, and he must study it well when he has time, and strive to be a great demon king who is invincible to all poisons.

To say that Zhang Twelve is most interested in this book of light skills.

When he watched martial arts TV since he was a child, he especially admired those who floated in the sky and felt that he was handsome.

When one day he also has the opportunity to fly around, how can he feel a good word.

The first part of the book mainly talks about some mental methods, Zhang Twelve, who came through the 21st century, couldn't help but have a headache, but he still did it, sat cross-legged on the bed, breathed and breathed according to the explanation in the book, and after a while, he felt that the whole person was light and fluttering, and his heart was overjoyed......

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The next morning, when Zhang Twelve opened his eyes, he found that he was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, it turned out that he had fallen asleep like this yesterday, and he didn't know whether the light feeling was reality or a dream.

Don't think about it anymore, anyway, there is still time, and there is no hurry, Zhang Twelve got up and washed up, and then walked out.

Chen Qiaoxi's door was closed, with this woman's character, it was definitely not that she hadn't slept or gotten up yet, and she probably went out a long time ago.

Sure enough, when they came to the front hall, Chen Qiaoxi and Lu Fujing were sitting and eating, and Lu Yuner was sitting next to Lu Fujing, sitting in a precarious position, so unnatural.

Seeing Zhang Twelve coming in, Chen Qiaoxi smiled softly at him, but Lu Fujing glared at him, but when he saw that there was nothing unusual on his legs when he walked over, he couldn't help but be curious.

He knows best what the weight of his own kick is, how can he get good in such a short time?

Something strange.

Among everyone, it is estimated that Lu Yuner is the happiest, he still looked wilted just now, and after seeing Zhang Twelve, he swept away, staring at Zhang Twelve and smirking.

The charm of the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan is really big enough!

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As usual, Chen Qiaoxi and the others finished eating first, and then got up and prepared to leave.

At this time, Zhang Twelve's nerves were tense, as if he was facing a great enemy, his feet were on the ground, and the contact area between his buttocks and the stool was negligible, but it was very similar to the appearance of Zamabu.

However, when Lu Fujing came over, there was no other superfluous action except for a cold snort, Zhang Twelve sat down, wiped the sweat on his head, and thought about a false alarm.

I haven't exercised for a long time, and Zhang Twelve is tired and a little weak after a while, just sat down to rest, but I didn't think that Lu Fujing suddenly turned around and walked over, and when Zhang Twelve didn't react, he only heard a "bang", and Zhang Twelve sat on the ground again.

DOUBLE KILL！！

If you only count it in the front hall of this dinner, the two confrontations between Zhang Twelve and Lu Fujing ended in Zhang Twelve being unilaterally tortured and killed, which is not tragic.

Lu Yun'er on the side opened his small mouth and looked at Zhang Twelve with a sympathetic expression, looking sad in my heart.

Zhang Twelve, who was full of grief and indignation, secretly swore that he must practice the basic skills of eating in Zamabu in the future!

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Zhang Twelve's mood was very unhappy, Lu Yuner knew it very well as a witness, so he didn't take the initiative to mention the storytelling, he was afraid that he would accidentally anger this young gentleman who was angry, and then stop telling them stories, what's the matter?

I didn't bother to speak, I didn't sleep well at night, and I was so humiliated in the morning, I just wanted to lie on the table and be a beautiful man who fell asleep quietly.

Zhang Twelve did what he said, and after a while, there was a slight snoring sound on the table at the front of the lecture hall.

It turned out that Lu Yuner had already gone crazy, but today he played the role of "squad leader", maintaining discipline in class, and at the same time not forgetting to urge everyone to read books carefully and strive to pass the assessment in the afternoon, so that Mr. could tell them stories.

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Zhang Twelve was woken up by Lu Yun'er.

"Sir, it's noon, let's go to the front hall for dinner."

Zhang Twelve stretched his waist, feeling refreshed, and swept away the unhappiness of the morning, looking at Lu Yuner and calling out, "The son can be taught".

Because of a morning's sleep, Zhang Twelve was very energetic.

After eating, Zhang 12 went straight back to the lecture hall surrounded by a group of children, and first checked the homework assigned yesterday - a poem for each person.

To be honest, this group of children basically hasn't read much, and what they write is simply spicy, but fortunately, the attitude is quite correct, whether it is good or not, at least it is completed.

Hey, there's still a long way to go!

Zhang Twelve fulfilled his promise and spent the whole afternoon telling stories, and the children listened to them with great vigour.

The time for storytelling always passes quickly, and when the class is about to end, Zhang Twelve has assigned the evening homework - preview the textbook, and ask questions at any time during the lecture tomorrow morning, if someone can't answer, then this story, hum......

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Today class ended a little early, and everyone basically ate in the front hall.

Mrs. Lu, Mrs. Chen, specially praised Zhang Twelve when she saw him, saying that after Lu Yuner went back yesterday, he had a rare hard study, which was gratifying.

Zhang Twelve was also polite, and after eating, he was ready to go back, planning to study his light skills secrets.

When passing by Chen Qiaoxi's room, I saw that Chen Qiaoxi was still in that state, as if she had an endless account.

Zhang Twelve didn't say hello to her, went back to his room directly, and took out the light skill cheats from the bracelet to study.

Sitting cross-legged and meditating on the mind, the light and fluttering feeling of last night came again, and Zhang Twelve was happy in his heart: there is a play!

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The time of practice passed quickly, and when Zhang Twelve opened his eyes again, he found that the sky outside was already completely dark, but the moonlight was bright enough, and the room did not appear too dark.

Taking a breath, he jumped out with a vertical step, and then really felt the most intuitive change in his body - his body fell to the ground like a ball of cotton, instead of the original hard slamming on the ground.

Opening the door, he rushed out of the house with one arrow step, and ran lightly in the backyard with the bright moonlight.

Soon! Sure enough, it's fast!!

Although it has not yet reached the realm of flying, there are such changes in this day, Zhang Twelve can fully look forward to the coming days, and it is no longer a dream to fly the eaves and walk the wall!