After washing the dishes, she came out of the kitchen and began to clean up the living room. This is her daily task. She scrupulously wipes the living room every day.

When 　　 packed up in front of the sofa, she was about to wipe the low table between the sofa and the TV wall, and found that there was a golden hexagonal object on the table top.

　　 She picked it up and looked at it. It was a little strange. Isn't this the spoil Li Ran got from the enemy? How can it be put here?

　　 "Li Ran seems to be out, I put it away first, and then give it to him when he comes back. Well, I also need to remind him that important things should be kept well."

　　 Thinking like this, my heart stuffed the fragment of the Xuanhuang Pagoda into the apron, pouting his little butt, and began to clean the sofa, not even letting go of the cracks.

　　 "Huh, another one?"

　　 She found a piece of black hair in the gap between the sofa, and her face turned red.

　　 This is not the first time she has found black hair on the sofa. During the few days when Lobelia moved in, she found a curly and tough black hair when she was cleaning.

　　 It was identified as Li Ran's body, with his scent on it.

　　 From this, she discovered Li Ran's little secret, but she didn't say anything, just buried it in her heart silently, but she didn't expect to find another one today.

　　 She blushed and pulled out the hair, but found that it was not the same as the one last time. This one was thinner and softer.

　　 Same as last time, she put it in front of her nose and sniffed gently.

　　 is the taste of colored glaze.

　　 She breathed a sigh of relief, hey, it turned out to be cat hair.

　　 Liuli sometimes turns into the form of a cat. It seems to be writing a novel by tapping the keyboard with a cat's paw on the sofa.

　　 It turns out that youkai cats also shed their hair.

　　 She smiled, threw the cat fur into the trash can, and went to check another sofa.

　　 She knelt on the ground, her smooth knees were in close contact with the polished floor, her upper body leaned on the sofa, her slender fingers groping on the surface of the sofa, not letting go of any small residue.

　　 At this time, she heard a muffled hum from above her head, and then a person's body was heavily pressed behind her.

　　 She turned her head and saw that it turned out that Li Ran was lying on her back, but Li Ran's appearance was a bit special. Her face was bruised and swollen, as if she had been beaten by someone.

　　 "Li Ranjun, why did you suddenly appear, what happened to your face?" she asked with concern.

　　 Li Ran shook his head and recovered, he found that he was pressing on a soft body, and quickly left from behind her, lay down on the sofa, and let out a sigh of relief.

　　 "Hehe, it's nothing, it will be fine in a while."

　　 After he entered the first level of the Xuanhuang Pagoda, under the leadership of Qi Ling, he found the hiding place of Shuiyue Xianjun without much effort.

　　 What he did not expect was that Shuiyue Xianjun did not face him with a huge dragon body this time, but faced him in a human form.

　　Shuiyue Xianjun, who has lived for tens of thousands of years, has a wealth of combat experience that can't be compared to high school students in a small area. In terms of actual combat experience, he completely crushes Li Ran.

　　 Li Ran was beaten by Fat, knowing he was lost, and retreating strategically in time.

　　 With his ability to recover, he can fully recover from this traumatic injury in a few minutes.

　　 It's just that he didn't expect that he fell on his heart as soon as he came out, and she saw him ashamed.

　　 But my heart didn't ask too much, he quietly knelt down on the floor, took out the fragment of the Xuanhuang Pagoda from his arms, and smiled and handed it to Li Ran.

"this is for you."

　　 Li Ran took it, no wonder he would fall on her, because she had put it away.

　　 He looked like a pig head, and he was embarrassed to stay in the living room, and soon went upstairs.

　　 On the second floor, a petite figure flashed across the corridor. Li Ran recognized that figure. It was Tarantino who had just moved into the house.

　　 What are you doing sneaky, little guy?

　　 He glanced suspiciously at the door of Tarantino and Lobelia, and returned to his room.

　　 As soon as he entered the room, he was keenly aware that someone had entered his room.

　　 He scanned the room, everything was as usual, but he felt that way.

　　 Could it be that little guy sneaked into my room? He immediately remembered the figure of Tarantino he had just seen, she seemed to flash past his door.

　　 He checked and found that his own things were the same, so he didn't care anymore. Lying on the bed, he started to reproduce the details of the battle between him and Shuiyue Xianjun on the first floor of the Xuanhuang Pagoda.

　　 The battle process reappeared in his mind over and over again, and at the same time he continued to analyze and modify his fighting behavior, conceiving a more reasonable way of coping.

　　 Two hours later, he opened his eyes again, and by this time the trace of the beating on his face had completely disappeared.

　　 He has digested this battle, and the feeling of "I'm doing it again" is well in his heart.

　　 In order to verify his gains, he once again entered the small world in the Xuanhuang Pagoda.

　　 In less than ten minutes, he came back with a swollen nose and swollen nose. He fell on the bed with his face down and **** up, almost twisting his neck.

　　 "Uh, Jiang is really old and spicy..."

　　 He got up, moved his neck, and sighed.

　　 However, he was not depressed, but excited, and once again analyzed the process of the second battle.

　　 His desire to challenge was thoroughly aroused, and he vowed to fix this opponent and beat her into a pig.

　　 At the same time, in the next room, Tarantino was hiding under the quilt, studying the book stolen from under Li Ran's bed.

　　 Li Ran checked all his own things, but forgot the treasure book that his good brother Wang Lei had deposited with him.

　　 Even if he really checked it, he didn't know if there was a missing one, because he hadn't read it at all, and almost forgot about these things under the bed.

　　 These are all collections of good brother Wang Lei over the years, magazines, comics, discs ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ everything, but unfortunately found by his mother, let him throw away, he had to take Dong XC to Li Ran's house.

　　Wang Lei's original intention was to temporarily exist with him, and when the limelight in the family passed, he would break it into pieces and take it home bit by bit.

　　 Before Li Ran went to Europe, Wang Lei would sneak back a few copies every week, but he never came to get it again since he started to practice the "Treasure of Heaven and Human Transformation".

　　 Li Ran didn't even think that this ruthless little werewolf loli got into his room to steal this kind of book.

　　 But it is true, Tarantino is lying in the bed-thanks to the werewolf's night vision ability, she can see clearly even if there is no light in the bed.

　　 Looking at the contents of the comics, her heart was beating violently and her face was burning badly.

　　 She has never been in contact with these. Since she is sensible, she has been trained under Lloyd's rigorous training. This has made her proficient in fighting techniques around the world at a young age, and she has extraordinary skills.

　　 Because of this, the impact of this book on her is extremely powerful, just like a piece of white paper, which is the easiest to be dyed.

　　The reason she did this was to study Li Ran's preferences and to facilitate her next move.

　　 It's like before and my father hunted down the vampire, they would collect information in advance, analyze the characteristics of the target, guess where the target might appear, and then formulate a detailed action plan.

　　 She has received rigorous training and will go all out once the goal is established, and this is no exception.

　　 She has the mentality of tactical research, and she doesn't let go of every detail in the book, she reads carefully.

　　 In the room, another huge werewolf squatted by the bed, staring at the bulging bag on the bed, tilted his head, blood-red eyes with a trace of doubt.