Clow Cards Cardcaptor - Chapter 1258
There is a poem saying that there
is no calendar in the mountains, and the cold is not knowing the year.
If you can’t understand the meaning of this sentence, then I very much doubt whether the verse appreciation part of your high school Chinese has been returned to the teacher…
Anyway,
it’s midnight and more than ten days have passed. Tiangong kicked open the door to wake up, plugged into the assembly line in the red hall during the day as a part, let the wind on the steps during the break,
and finished the picnic with Klim and Rize after work. After climbing out of the medicine pool at night, he
began a whole night of illusion trials of the A-level high-ranking battle.
This is living in the midnight fairy mountain isolated from the world. He repeats his life that is too simple and full every day,
so that Fang Ran has no concept of time. He always feels that when he came, it was yesterday.
Of course, this may also be because of no holidays. The reason…
“Smelly boy! It’s been bright for so long, how long do you want to sleep!”
After Tiangong broke the door with thunder every day and shouted loudly, he was still holding the quilt on the bed asleep,
“eh … I just sleep Heavenly predecessors … no more …. sleep … five minutes … ah -!”
Fang Ran elongated confused if not finished , after being picked up on the collar, along the window directly thrown into a large barrel backyard,
crash –
watching from the spray hit, croon heard from the Heavenly surrounded by arms,
“! Well, lazy boy”
before Go to the Tiangong Hall first, clean up Fang Ran’s refreshing preparations and start a new day of arguing with the’dead enemy’.
“Puff…”
And Fang Ran, who crawled out of the barrel while holding the bucket, could only spit out expressionlessly.
Senior Tiangong, dare you change another way to wake me up or wait for me to call the alarm in a few minutes…
Silently spit out in my heart, Tiangong is earlier than himself every day, crawling from the big wooden barrel Coming out, the mountain spring seemed to have a refreshing aura to make the spirit so
drenched, and even the effort to wash his face was saved. Fang Ran faced the mountain spring water, the morning light illuminated the misty clouds, the crane flew over,
and then began to brush his teeth.
Well, he also thinks that this kind of beauty is so beautiful that people can’t wait to recite a poem plus three appreciations. It’s a waste to brush your teeth…
take out the [fire card] to dry it, then change clothes, Fang Of course, he was very ritual and ready to start his own necessary homework every morning.
He walked to a two or three-meter high mahogany pillar. This’faucet’ with the same style as the’bus stop sign’ was also made by Tiangong. ,
As for the lack of hot water when taking a bath, I think it’s all because of the bad faith of Senior Tiangong…
Walking to the faucet, Fang Ran took out a water cup and pulled the iron ring, and the clear spring dripped from the water channel in the organ. Man, after taking a deep breath,
he squeezed his waist and directly raised his neck,
“Ha—”
Then he let out a satisfying voice.
After the independent space and the picturesque fairyland everywhere, Midnight left the deepest impression on Fang Ran. The
water was particularly delicious,
sweet and refreshing, and there was an unspeakable sense of refreshment. I have never drunk such delicious water in my life. However,
he felt that he could no longer go back to the life of running water at home. He even planned to use this water to make shaved ice in the military training next year, and the [Gan brand] seasoning would definitely sell well.
This is Fang Ran’s life every morning in the middle of the night. After doing
this, he walked out of the courtyard of the ancient building along the path and reached a larger pillar on the cliff, pulling the nameplate of the’Tiangong Hall’.
Pulling the iron ring, sliding across the forest in the morning mist.
This may seem to others to be a chic and elegant fantasy scene, Fang Ran is almost used to it,
after all, he clocks in like this every day…
“Good morning, Fang Ran.”
“Morning! Klim, eh, where’s Li Ze? ? ” “
he first went over there to help the teacher. “
and has come Kerim customary greeting kick, Fang Ran as usual came to their jobs,
‘destiny’ recast plan very well, everything They are all proceeding tensely and orderly, but these have little to do with him, he is just a ruthless parts processing machine.
With hundreds of large parts, materials and molding machinery every day,
Fang Ran slowly realized that his workload was not as large as it was at the beginning. The amount accumulated by Tiangong and his instructor before he came to midnight has been completed.
Follow this His progress will be completed in about a week or two, and the
remaining complex and sophisticated large-scale recasting process is the business of the two masters.
So compared to the daytime,
Fang Ran has been thinking about things at night.
Let’s not mention the painful life. Every time I go down, I have to prepare for ten minutes and cut off my back treatment. I
live in the midnight period, and I will enter the illusion every night. ..
Well, well, just go in and get beaten.
What Ling once said to him was really true. Any A-level superior was not comparable to his kind of fakes piled up by magic.
From the first night when I went in, I came across the “Thousand Faces” like what might be a power projection,
and then I started my journey of being beaten in the middle of the night.
Starting with the capacity factor, just as midnight to send its own style, like, a thousand faces all kinds of magic, spells, strange people are very hard,
square and then finally was hit in practice … Well, after trying to adapt,
will again To the tactical crush.
The battle experience of the night watchman for more than a hundred years is really not a joke. [Sword card] [Fighting card] can make up for his physique skills, and the king of gods’ wisdom and thinking ability can assist him in his judgment,
but fight the bigger picture this kind of thing can only rely on the accumulation of battle again and again,
but not by way of peer ran almost backplane, make every effort to understand why time and time again small collision, will eventually lead to the next round after their own wind,
he was the ability to The suppression of means, a big move came out in seconds.
The scene called “Wonderland” will not kick out the defeated participants, but will start all over again. You can stay in it until you choose to leave,
from before midnight until dawn, five times a night. In six hours,
Fang Ran had to go through no fewer than seven or eight battles.
Regardless of whether he is experienced or not, he should be the most people in the outside world in terms of the number of times he has played against A-level superiors. The preciousness of Midnight Fantasy is undoubtedly revealed here
. In normal circumstances, there is no possibility of A-level superiors. So let go of fighting with you non-stop.
So in view of the infinite repetition of the battle,
Fang Ran has been trying all kinds of attempts to resist the blow of the Suzaku, or to prevent the appearance of the initial storm, but he never expected that
after he finally had some rudimentary ideas,
The illusion has changed to a’person’.
On the night of the fifth or sixth day, put his hand on the huge stone monument as usual, and Fang Ran looked at him for a moment to see that there was no “Thousand Faces” before him,
and then…
Ability…tactical suppression…technical suppression…
all overthrown from scratch.
To be honest, that night, Fang Ran’s mentality was a little bit burst…
and from that night on, the opponent who appeared in the illusion has never been fixed anymore. It
is just an old man who seems to be old but has no sense of stability. You can draw on the air, release a
magic spell with a variety of effects, a compass suspended in your hand, and a gentle middle-aged figure with countless mysterious light structures behind him, easily activate hundreds of meters of array patterns, maze killing arrays, phantom arrays have everything, an
ancient charm Plain skirts, female elders with a sense of time and temperament as soft as water, not only have the power to protect water, but also use things like pill to easily defuse their offensives,
control the thousand-meter earth dragon, majestic, majestic, and terrain The figure in full control of the terrain,
holding a Qingfeng ancient sword, the sword light is fierce and indescribable, I always feel like I have seen the figure where I
have seen, as well as various powerful and unique weapons at hand. The fierce silhouettes,
each of them was veiled dimly, but this pair was obviously a bit redundant for the last one. The arms and legs were thick on one side,
and you could guess from the ass that it was Tiangong,
especially Compared with the first three, the combat power was relatively’mild’. Among the last three who made him unable to breathe, this one beat himself the hardest by fighting with iron.
“Smelly boy! Why don’t you work here and be in a daze!”
Kang-
a fist bigger than a sandbag hit Fang Ran’s head, I don’t know when Tiangong appeared behind him, his thick body image is like thunder It sounded,
thinking about his shortcomings in the battle last night, and was interrupted by Zhen.
Fang Ran suddenly hugged his head in grief and anger, and his heart exploded in anger.
hateful!
?(?Д?╬)? No matter if you get beaten at night, Senior Tiangong, you even came during the day!
You wait! Baby will steal all the vegetables in your yard tonight!