In the middle of the sky of the Death Training Ground, there is a small artificial planet, so small that the surface area may be the size of a park, and you may not sweat a sweat after running around the planet......

The whole planet is probably a manor, and in the dry position of the small planet, there is a villa, which is the ordinary Chinese style, with a slightly classical taste. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There is something strange about the layout of the villa.

The top floor is the living room, which is probably the place to receive students, and the ground floor is the laboratory, where Songming was installed a spiritual bomb, whether it is the top floor or the bottom floor, its decoration style is mainly in the style of classical monks, only in the middle floor of the villa.

It's a completely modern three-bedroom apartment, like a mezzanine in the middle of a hamburger.

The room is transparent on all sides, fully automatic intelligent furniture, sunken slow rocking sofa, 3D holographic high-definition color TV, carpets and walls that can simulate the climate of the four seasons, a transformer steam sauna, and a peerless elegance in the bathroom.

Teacher Xuan Mei.

......

It's getting late.

Songming came to the area around the villa to meet Fiya.

Surprisingly, the defenses here were very weak, almost like air, the huge Silver Wing fighter plane was parked behind the villa, the lights were dim and yellow, and it was intoxicating, two wolves were jumping and chasing each other, butterflies with big faces were shuttling through the garden, and beautiful bird calls came from the rooftops......

No one bothered with Fia.

She just leaned quietly outside the fuselage, the faint yellow light shining on the side of her face, imprinting a small butterfly-shaped purple birthmark, and the other half of her face immersed in shadow.

The light shone on the pale blue pupils, like sunlight shining through the tall trees and shining on the middle of the lake in the middle of the jungle, and the breeze blew rippling waves...... The whole thing is as calm as water, as if it is one with the environment, without the slightest disobedience.

However, in Song Ming's opinion, Fei Ya at this moment is so unfamiliar, as if she only met this woman today.

[Ding-System prompt: Your hormones are exceeded!]

“......”

Song Ming removed the spirit armor, but did not include the Silver Wing fighter in the system space, but left it to Fei Ya, because in this way it can play a full role in controlling the wind, with fighters and without fighters, Fei Ya is completely two people.

Fei Ya stared at Song Ming's withdrawn spirit armor, and was extremely curious:

"You're a robot cat...... Why do you have so many treasures in your belly?"

Song Ming didn't explain, but just made a joke casually:

"Actually, I'm an actor...... Uh, no, I'm a humanoid space ring. ”

Fei Ya didn't delve into it, and instead asked:

"I just took a look, and Teacher Xuanmei is still taking a shower...... You really don't need me to introduce you?"

"Poof...... Looks like you know the teacher very well!"

"It's kind of familiar. ”

"Then it's easy to do. ”

"Then I'll take you to her, so you don't have a problem. ”

Throwing away the grass roots in his mouth, and straightening his clothes, Song Ming waved his hand and smiled:

"It's polite for me to go straight away. ”

Next, Song Ming and Fei Ya talked about their plans in detail, and deployed complete preparations for wind control and evacuation.

What puzzled Fiya a little was:

"Are you really going to climb in through the window?"

Song Ming replied leisurely:

"So that you can be polite, you find a hidden place to control the wind, and when you hear a sound outside the house, you immediately whistle, and if you hear a voice inside the house...... It's better not to hear it. ”

Fei Ya didn't look into it carefully, and said lightly:

"Then you have to be safe. ”

......

After sending Fiya away, Songming took out a grass root from his arms, held it in his mouth beautifully, and then climbed up neatly along the sewer pipe behind the house towards the large window on the second floor pointed by Fiya.

As for why you climbed up through the window?

Surprise and attack unprepared.

Songming crawled slowly, slow enough to hear his own breathing and heartbeat, to hear the murmuring of water coming from the window, slow enough to smell the subtle and stupid fragrance of the air.

It's nice to be young!

One step at a time, one step at a time, one step at a time, like a minion, like the steps of the devil, climbing, climbing...... Accompanied by the classic melody in his mind, Song Ming climbed to the pinnacle of life step by step, and when he finally climbed to the window, he could probably count how many steps he had just climbed and how many times his heart had beaten.

Exciting times are coming!

At this moment, what is presented in front of Songming is the moving rabbit and quiet like a virgin -

Curtain.

And...... A pig lying in front of the window with its limbs close to the wall and in the shape of a gecko!

That's right, you read that right, it's really a gecko lying in front of the window with his limbs against the wall.

Pig.

The green grass roots slipped from Songming's mouth, and a cold wind blew his gloomy face.

"This ......"

Songming rubbed his eyes, forced his composure, and looked carefully at the pig.

Only then did I find out that the fat lump of meat in the dim light was not all pigs, but a fat uncle with a pig's head on his body, probably a bit like Zhu Bajie in "Journey to the West", but looking at his dress, it is much more fashionable than Zhu Bajie, close to the appearance of the male protagonist Porco Rosso in Miyazaki's "Porco Rosso" -

His hair was sparse and neat, his beard was slightly upturned, he wore sunglasses on his face, a straight trench coat, shiny leather shoes, and a dark red sword at his waist.

The more Song Ming looked at it, the more furious his heart became.

So he pinched his throat and whispered:

"Damn, a pig's head in the middle of the night, who are you?"

I didn't want that fat pig, but I opened my mouth to talk to people:

"Shh......h Spying on the same woman at the same time, we can be regarded as voyeurs. ”

"Huh?"

Songming couldn't cry or laugh, feeling that no matter how bad his taste was, he wouldn't have the same preference as a pig, and when he felt bad-

The fat pig suddenly changed his position, and actually sucked on the wall with one hand, stepped on the air with both legs, smoked his cigar with a comfortable expression, and opened his mouth to ask in English:

“what’s-your-name，boy？”

Song Ming only felt weird, and his whole body was creepy, but looking at the curtains blowing in the wind beside him, he was very confused and flew into the window, and his mind was not on the fat pig at all, so he only replied coldly:

"Songming. ”

The fat pig shook his head, showing a look of disappointment:

"Songming...... Is it just an individual who creates a man?"

“！”

Song Ming's heart was shocked, what kind of person is this pig, he actually saw his identity at a glance!

But there was no difference on his face, he was still dressed in a wind-like style, and his mouth was in English that he was not very proficient in, and asked tooth for tooth:

“what’s-your-name，pig？”

However, the fat pig did not say anything, only grinned, and politely pushed the sunglasses on his broad forehead:

"Rousseau, Amor Rousseau. ”

Seeing the serious appearance of the polite answer, Song Ming felt a little nervous:

"Is it necessary for a pig to have such an imposing name?"

Rousseau dropped his sunglasses back in front of his eyes, and then raised the collar of his trench coat and tightly covered the thick neck:

"Pig ...... My true body has been discovered again. ”

Pine Sweating:

"It's strange that such a large piece of pig's head is not discovered!"

Rousseau held the pig's head on his head, looked at the moon with a cigarette in his mouth, and sighed faintly:

"Whether it's good, it's okay, it's so speculative, we're veritable voyeurs. ”

Song Ming was speechless, and choked back:

"Where is the speculation, can you stop me from cultivating?"

Rousseau did not reply, but sucked the cigar to the end in one breath, and with a flick of his fingers, the butt of the cigarette flew away.

At this time, he suddenly heard the sound of water in the room stop abruptly, so he opened the curtains, stretched out the pig's head and poked in, probably seeing an incredible bewitching figure, and couldn't help but cry out:

"It's huge!"

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