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I do not know how long it has been.

The turbulent soul power around Yan Ning calmed down and slowly returned to calm, and his whole aura stabilized.

After a moment, Yan Ning opened his eyes, his eyes flickered, he clenched his fists, feeling the full sense of power in his body, Yan Ning savored the changes in himself.

Xue Yao finally let go of her hanging heart, blinked her narrow and calm eyes, and looked at Yan Ning who stood up.

She has grown taller, and she is more pleasing to the eye... Xue Yao commented in her heart and asked: "How do you feel, attack-type soul skills or amplification-type soul skills?"

"An overall 30.00% increase in soul-like skills!"

Yan Ning glanced at Xue Yao gratefully and looked at the rotten poison python in his hand, "As for the feeling...it's surprisingly good."

The appearance of the rotten poison python that absorbed the soul ring of the Thorn Overlord Python has changed a lot.

The scales looked tougher and darker in color, the dark green snake eyes became colder, the sickle-shaped nobuko changed from dark red to blood red, and the mist on the fangs became much richer.

It became more noble, and looked a little domineering upon closer inspection. The more Yan Ning looked at it, the more satisfied she became.

Asking others about their soul skills would often result in a cold response. Yan Ning trembled out every sentence. Xue Yao was a little bit tongue-tied for a moment, but when she thought that Yan Ning was her student and she had no reason to attack him, she felt relieved and then continued warned:

"Everyone's fighting style is derived from their own soul skills. Remember not to leak it in the future."

Withdrawing his martial spirit, Yan Ning smiled and nodded, "I remember."

Yan Ning's smile was very eye-catching, but Xue Yao was so familiar with this expression that she suddenly felt annoyed in her heart. She rudely rubbed the broken hair of the owner of the smiling face and said angrily: "You think I'm showing off again, do you know it again? "

"I swear it didn't happen this time."

Yan Ning didn't struggle, and felt quite comfortable inexplicably. After all, the slightly cold hand was soft, and the owner of the hand was also very slender and plump.

Xue Yao snorted softly: "It's really not happening this time. Does that mean it was really happening before?"

"In the past... teacher, can you specify which time it was?" How could Yan Ning admit it?

"Okay, you just ignored what I said, right? Go back and write down everything I said to you during this period."

Yan Ning: ...

Different from the nervousness and fear when they arrived, the two of them were now filled with satisfaction and joy as their harvest exceeded their expectations.

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After returning to Notting College and improving the food in the cafeteria, Xue Yao lay lazily on the sofa after taking a shower.

After a while, Yan Ning heard soft breathing and looked over, seeing the majestic curve floating up and down steadily.

Yan Jing watched her quietly for a while, then covered her with a thin blanket, poured a glass of water and placed it on the coffee table within reach of Xue Yao, then quietly closed the door and left.

As evening approached, the light seemed very diffuse, and the serious Notting College became a bit gentler.

The holidays are coming soon, and the students passing by are all more cheerful and speak louder than usual.But these have nothing to do with Yan Ning, even if he happened to meet Yan Ning, a student in the same class, he would not stop.

For Yan Ning, Notting City is a necessary place, but it is also short-lived. His heart is not here, nor is it even the next place he must pass.

He was like a passenger who was forced to board the train. Every place was unfamiliar and unencumbered. Even if he wanted to return, he couldn't find the train leaving the station.

Like duckweed, without roots.

Yan Ning has always understood himself this way, but just now, he inexplicably started thinking about this issue again.

buzzing...

Dormitory No. [-] is always so noisy. These work-study students often talk little in classes, canteens and other places, and most of them don’t like to be seen in public areas. Only in this small dormitory will they talk freely, roll up their sleeves and play. Noisy.

Even now that Xiao Wu is protecting them and no one dares to bully them, this habit has not improved.

We all live under the same sky, and we all live under different skies.

After washing up and taking a hot shower, Yan Ning felt relaxed.

Looking around, there was no sign of Tang San. Yan Ning thought it was normal, it must be at Yu Xiaogang's place.

Yan Ning was sometimes curious about what kind of personality Tang Hao had. The relationship between the Haotian Sect and the other two Shangsan Sects had become very delicate due to his retirement. But even in this situation, Tang Hao still gained a lot. A loyal fan of the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect, and has a bond with his son.

Hmm... speaking of it, he's not exactly his son.

Life is really impermanent.

At this time, a boy walked in outside the door. The buzzing in Qishai stopped for a while, and then the atmosphere suddenly became a little more serious.

"Little Third Brother..."

"Boss Tang..."

The one who received these honorific titles was Tang San, who was at the fifteenth level.

Yan Ning had been nicknamed "Brother Yan" for a while when he first started school, but later Xiao Wu and Tang San were both promoted to soul masters, but Yan Ning still stayed put. The title disappeared without realizing it, and other work-study students had no idea about Yan Ning. Ning also lost a lot of enthusiasm.

When Xiao Wu was looking for a place for working-study students, Yan Ning also went to fill in the place, but Yan Ning just wanted to not be squeezed out by this small environment and live a more comfortable life, and other messy things didn't matter.

Under the same roof, we can't see each other when we look down, so it's best if we don't feel bad. After all, we have a long time to come.

After Tang San came back, the dormitory became much quieter. Everyone started meditating consciously, and no one disturbed Tang San's reading there.

There are no classes at Notting College in the afternoon. This time is reserved for students to practice their soul power, while work-study students need to finish their work before practicing.

But children should always leave some time to play. At some point, everyone had a tacit understanding, that is, Xiao Wu and Tang San would start meditating and practicing after returning to the dormitory.

In fact, it was mainly because when facing Tang San, Xiao Wu was often the one who took the lead in having fun. Perhaps because Xiao Wu was willing to take the initiative to 'lower his status' and have fun with them, every one of the work-study students in Qishe was very happy. I am convinced, and I also like Boss Xiaowu very much.

"Level [-]..."

As the sky darkened, Yan Ning stopped practicing and his thoughts began to wander.

After a year of accumulation, plus the 440 nine-year soul ring of the Thorn Overlord Python, Yan Ning has now become a thirteenth-level combat soul master.

After successfully absorbing the soul ring of the Thorn Overlord Python, Yan Ning spontaneously understood its year, which was exactly 440, 26 years longer than the limit of [-].

Waiting is to meet the best. Yan Ning is glad that he had more patience. If he had obtained the soul ring earlier, Yan Ning felt that he would not be level [-] now. If it was serious, he might even die because of greed.

After being promoted to soul master, Yan Ning's strength has undergone a qualitative change. The stronger rotten poison python made his heart feel hotter, and he couldn't bear to continue practicing.

then…

"Younger brother from Qishe, do you want to have a fight? The kind that doesn't hold back."

To test his own strength, Yan Ning has been secretly competing with the son of the plane.