"No. 13, 4th Floor, Building 2, Jiayuan, this is it. ”

Looking at the words written on the door, confirming that it was a dormitory arranged for him, San Lang pushed open the door with his hand, walked inside, glanced left and right, the layout inside is also very simple, there are two wooden beds and a wooden cabinet on the left and right, and there are two small cubicles in the innermost, the big one has a floor-to-ceiling window to serve as a place to dry clothes, and the small one is a single bathroom.

Although the conditions are average, Saburo has no requirements in this regard, so he chose a bed at random, took out the quilt prepared in advance from the bracer and laid it, and then strode away, he and Shichiro and they still have an appointment to go to the barracks together!

Quickly went downstairs, went straight to the gate of Jiayuan, from a distance, I saw a group of six people talking and laughing there, so happy, San Lang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then looked at it, suddenly, the immature face was quickly covered with a strong joy.

"Erlang!"

A shout from afar, San Lang walked like a fly, ran to Erlang and gave him a big hug, and Erlang was also full of joy when he saw this, and returned a big bear hug.

After being happy for a while, San Lang let go and asked, "When did you come?"

"Hehe, I arrived a few days before you. ”

"So fast?"

"Why, are you only allowed to have some opportunities, and not me?"

"That's naturally not!" Hearing this, San Lang shook his head busily, and said: "Sixty-five Lang and Twenty-Three Lang are also here, wait for us to go to the barracks, since you have arrived for a few days first, you should be a tour guide first!"

"That's no problem!" Erlang patted his chest when he heard this, signaling to wrap it around him, and then turned to sigh: "Alas... , You don't know, how boring I am these days, there are already a lot of people in other gardens, not to mention how lively it is to get together, just me am guarding such a big garden, deserted, alas......"

"Haha, it's okay, aren't we here too? I think it's almost time to come big brother, and when the time comes, our brothers can get together again!"

"Not bad, not bad!"

Speaking of this, a group of people suddenly burst into laughter.

Just as everyone was talking, Liuwuyi Lang and Twenty-Three Lang, who were far away from the dormitory, also rushed over, and the friends reunited after separation, and they inevitably had another burst of cheers and celebrations, and then, everyone who had gathered together followed Erlang around the barracks.

This barracks is very large, enough to accommodate tens of thousands of troops stationed here, drills, but the real layout, but not complicated, in front of it is a very large school field, the rear is a continuous accommodation area, and it is divided into a total of 36 parks, each park can live a song, that is, 1,500 people.

In addition to these, there are some other palaces scattered among them, such as the Hall of Merit, the Hall of Hidden Soldiers, the Hall of War Spirits, the Hall of Ten Thousand Daos, etc., among them, the most interesting thing for San Lang is the Hall of Merit, its main function is roughly similar to the original score list and exchange list in the family school, but its rules are not clearly stated, therefore, although San Lang they are interested, but they don't know how to operate specifically, so they have to

I'll see it the day after tomorrow.

Everyone walked all the way, and before they knew it, the bright moon had climbed up the dark sky.

When they returned to their residence, they didn't care whether the cafeteria in Jiayuan was on fire or not, and the group went directly to the nearest dormitory of Seventy San Lang and started a small stove in private.

It was really eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, not long after, or roasted or fried, or steamed or boiled, and all kinds of dishes exuding an attractive aroma were served on the makeshift table.

For a while, everyone pushed the cups and changed the glasses, and the cups were staggered, and the atmosphere was very pleasant.

It was not until late at night that they dispersed.

......

After Saburo and them arrived, it seemed to trigger some kind of signal, and in the next few days, Dalang and they began to arrive in twos and threes, and the atmosphere of gathering in the garden was better than one day.

On this day, there was still more than half a month before the deadline set by the Xiong family, and all the descendants of the Xiong family had already arrived, and the originally quiet Jiayuan was also completely lively.

At this moment, their group was all gathered in the only martial arts arena in the Jiayuan, and their eyes were staring at the middle of the martial arts arena, where dozens of puppets were neatly arranged, surrounded by strong battle intent, forming a faint cloud-like pure white light cluster above it.

This is exactly the gadget that Xiong Rende prepared for the disciples of the Xiong clan some time ago, and its main purpose is to assist those who want to practice the Battle Formation Master to understand the door of the Battle Formation Master!

And now, it has basically become a toy in the hands of the disciples of the Xiong family.

Under the control of a pair of invisible hands, in the pure white light cluster, a series of obscure lines are quietly outlined and condensed, and a special charm becomes more and more obvious with the passage of time.

"Bang ......"

At this moment, there was a muffled sound, and the pure white light cluster that had been condensed above the puppet suddenly trembled violently, and then suddenly collapsed.

"Bai Feng, can you do it? If you can't come down, there are so many people waiting behind us!"

Looking at the war clouds that returned to scattering like fog, the sound of commotion suddenly rose.

"Go, go, what's the hurry! I have one more chance!"

Among the puppets, Wuyi Yilang couldn't help but glance at everyone angrily when he heard the voice, a group of guys eating melons and watching the excitement!

And around, the Xiong disciples who were watching the play quieted down after making a fuss for a while, so that Wuyi Yilang had a quiet enough environment.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, frowning and thinking carefully about the details of the battle formation just constructed, after a long time, Wuyi Yilang calmed down again, and began to condense the battle clouds.

Under the intently gaze of a group of people, the formation patterns quietly spread out and slowly outlined and formed......

"Buzz ......"

At a certain moment, a strange fluctuation completely bloomed.

"Hahaha, I succeeded!" Looking at the completely stable battle clouds above his head and feeling the strange power in his hands, Wuyi Yilang was suddenly overjoyed, and then, one of them jumped up and looked at the side eagerly: "Su Yun, take me a move!"

After that, he didn't wait for someone to reply

, Wuyi Yilang ran the battle array, mobilized the war clouds, condensed into a giant hammer, and smashed down one person in front of him.

Seeing this, in the crowd, Sanwu Linglang couldn't help but pout, didn't he just pick you up and smash it in front of him?

Seeing that the giant hammer was about to fall, there was no extra movement, Sanwu Linglang just pointed out with his hand, and the powerful energy fluctuations suddenly bloomed, and in an instant, the oncoming giant hammer collapsed like a fortress made of sand.

"It's me, it's me!"

Without waiting for the aftermath to dissipate, Wuyi Erlang hurriedly roared and "drove out" Wuyi Yilang and replaced his position, and then began to mobilize the battle spirit and began to build a battle formation, but unfortunately, perhaps because he was too anxious, it didn't take long for the war clouds that had just been condensed to collapse.

Suddenly, a group of Xiong Clan disciples set off a wave of boos, but they didn't notice it at all, in the distance, a group of armor soldiers were silently watching them.

"Du Jun, the quality of the soldiers recruited this time is a bit high!"

Looking at the group of people playing in front of him from a distance, a middle-aged man in the crowd said to a person beside him.

"Well, it's a batch of good seedlings!" Hearing this, the man known as the "Du Jun" nodded slightly: "When the time comes, take out all the skills of housekeeping, such a good seedling must be cultivated carefully!"

"Hehe, don't worry, they will feel good when the time comes!" Hearing this, another man grinned, patted his chest and made a package ticket, while the others also smiled when they heard this.

Seeing this, the "Du Jun" didn't say more, and looked at Da Lang's performance for a while before turning around and leaving: "Let's go, go and see elsewhere." ”

Hearing this, the others were also busy keeping up.

The group obviously didn't move, but their bodies disappeared silently, as if they had never been here.

(End of chapter)