Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

Jiang Fan slowly opened his eyes, surrounded by a hazy and warm morning light. The scene in front of him changed from blur to clear. The sunlight shone into the window and he stood on the red velvet carpet. The room was ringing. The sound was exceptionally clear and rhythmic, but for Luofu at 6 o'clock in the morning, it was definitely a noise that disturbed his dreams.

Jiang Fan stood up and rubbed his eyes to open the door. He looked sleepily at Jingliu, who was holding a long sword and still knocking on the door. There was no guilt on her cold and pretty face, and she seemed to be disgusted with it. The expression on his face was as if he was asking why the door was open so late.

"Why did you open the door so late? I knocked 36 times, and you wasted another minute of your morning exercise time." Jingliu put down his arm and fixed his gaze on Jiang Fan's listless tail that was covered with a layer of gauze.

"Devil, you still want to take advantage of my scales?" Jiang Fan squinted his eyes and took a step back, hiding his tail behind his back.

"Accidental injury." The color of the mirror surface did not change.

"What the hell! An accidental injury can pull off my scales! Do you think it's as simple as plucking a chicken?" Jiang Fan was furious.

He has always treasured his tail. He massages it every day before going to bed to relax it and relieve the fatigue of the tail. The hair on it is taken care of with a boxwood comb. Those shiny scales are carefully wiped every day to ensure that every piece of dragon hair is The scales can reflect light brightly, keeping your tail in top condition.

But who knew that the female demon Kageryu had such strong hands? In the past few years, it was normal for her to touch her tail every time, and she would even give him a massage sometimes, but yesterday he was discussing with his sister from the fox tribe. When he was learning how to maintain his tail, he was stunned when she suddenly pulled off a dragon scale from his tail. The pain was so painful that he wanted to shed tears, and he almost jumped up with a cry of pain.

"It's time to go practice swordplay. The day's plan begins in the morning." Jingliu nodded slightly and abruptly changed the subject.

"Who is good at getting up to practice martial arts before the morning bell rings? Didn't you see that my tail is still injured?" Jiang Fan curled his lips and whispered, but he still turned around and honestly picked up the Qingyu on the table to wear. With Jingliu on his waist, he followed Jingliu out of the bedroom.

Walking out of the mansion of the Vidyadharas, there are green lawns, cement gray floor tiles and the hazy sun shining down. Birds are rising and falling on the eaves of tall buildings in the distance. There are very few pedestrians on the street, and there are almost not many people to see. , probably the only ones who get up to work when the morning bell doesn't ring are Jijitiao, and of course he and Jingliu.

"The Yunqi Army will start recruiting troops next year. You still remember what we said before, join the Yunqi Army together." Jingliu slowed down.

"Even if you want to pretend that you don't remember, it's too late. Let's buy two buns to eat first. No one can feel wronged." Jiang Fan stretched out and walked towards the corner bun shop with Jingliu.

This steamed stuffed bun shop is said to have been open for hundreds of years. Even if it is located on Xuanye Avenue, it is still the best century-old shop. New steamed stuffed buns will be launched every holiday. It is said that when it is the most popular, you can queue up from here. What about Xingcha Pier?

And so far, the positive rating is still 30%. The only negative review is because the buns are so delicious that if a person doesn't eat them for a day, he feels like there are ants crawling on him, and he has to walk miles every day to buy them. Several Baozi condemned their actions of not being able to take out food and open branches.

"Boss Ang, here are six meat buns to take away." Jiang Fan stopped in front of the dining table and looked back at the streamer, only to find that the female devil was still staring at her bandaged tail. , so frightened that he subconsciously wrapped his tail around his waist, fearing that she would pull off another dragon scale.

"Oh, it's Mr. Jiang Fan and little girl Jingliu. Are they going to practice martial arts before the morning bell rings? They are really diligent." Boss Ang opened the steamer, and the white heat could hit Jiang Fan's face through the glass window. superior.

Boss Ang is quite old. His white and black hair is neatly parted. He wears a white linen apron, but there is a rose coquettishly stuck in the coarse cloth pocket on his chest. The wrinkles on his face It is full of vicissitudes of life and experience, but the kung fu of the hands and feet is not slow. It only takes a few seconds to open the steamer and pack the six buns in the bag, as if it has formed a muscle memory.

"Well, if you want to join the Cloud Cavalry Army, you must pass the martial arts test. Otherwise, even if you get through and become a Cloud Cavalry soldier, I'm afraid you will end up causing trouble for everyone." Jiang Fan took the bag handed by Boss Ang and said softly.

"Well, yes, it is not easy to become a Yunqi Army. You have to rush out from thousands of troops. But you and Jingliu girl will definitely pass the level. Old man, I have been selling steamed buns for hundreds of years. It depends on people. Your vision is still accurate." Master Ang chuckled and handed over the fresh roses stuck in his chest. He raised his eyebrows at Jiang Fan slightly from Jingliu's invisible blind spot, with a squinting look and lowered his voice. Open your mouth,

"Girls have to be coaxed. Lord Jiang Fan, you have little experience in this life and don't understand ikebana. But old man, I have been immersed in ikebana for many years. I can smell whether a girl is angry or not with my nose."

Jiang Fan silently took the bouquet of roses from Boss Ang's hand, his mind still racing. Is Jingliu angry? It shouldn't be, he is obviously the victim of the tail incident, even if he is angry, he is still angry, right?

"Welcome next time." Master Ang raised his head and said while wiping the floured table with a rag, as if I have put a cheat sheet on your face for you. If you still fail in the exam, you can find a piece of tofu. Dead look.

Jiang Fan pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, turned around with the bouquet of roses in his hand and handed it to Jingliu, bowing his head sincerely in her slightly astonished eyes: "I was wrong."

Master Ang stopped wiping the table and wanted to throw the rag on Jiang Fan's tail. However, there were so many answer options. Jiang Fan could just pick out the most unreliable, stupidest and stupidest sentence. He said that he was simply unteachable, compared to his young apprentice named Lu when he was in the Yunqi Army.

Jingliu was stunned for a few seconds and then took the bouquet of roses from Jiang Fan's hand. Just when Jiang Fan was about to smile, he heard her speak lightly.

"Oh? Where did you go wrong? Why didn't I know?"