Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon brother

Tianmeng Bingshen continued to ramble, "I am an unprecedented million-year-old wisdom soul ring. It is still useful to some extent. I can let you take the absolute initiative in this fusion.

Hehe, leave everything to me. "

As Bing Silkworm spoke, he had already started to take action. A cool breath continued to spread throughout Huo Dongjun's body. He felt that his mental strength had subtly increased.

Strands of icy blue silk threads flew out from his body and quickly wrapped the bodies of Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong.

The two hugged each other and turned into a huge cocoon, falling towards the bed.

Huo Dongjun did not stop Tianmeng Iceworm. He remembered that Tianmeng's move was indeed mysterious. In the original timeline, Wang Dong had indeed become a vassal of Wuhun Fusion because of this.

Therefore, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm is definitely not an existence from a certain god’s camp.

The young man's thinking was very clear and he had been watching the fusion of the two with a cold eye. This fusion was also good for his own physique.

The icy blue breath continued to condense, moving and changing within their bodies.

As the night gradually deepened, the auras of Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong continued to entangle. All the soul power in Wang Dong's body could enter his body, but it only moved around the outer sky, but could never enter the core of the inner heart.

Huo Dongjun's golden soul power was much more domineering. Wisps of it entered Wang Dong's body unscrupulously, plundering wantonly and running around the meridians.

In Wangdong, the outer Zhoutian, the inner Zhoutian, and the small Zhoutian move, thus repeating.

After a night of silence, the sky gradually dawned.

The ice blue cocoon gradually faded, revealing the two people inside.

Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong hugged each other tightly, with the white-haired boy pressing him under him. Wang Dong's delicate face curled up on the white-haired boy's neck, and his breath caressed the boy's earlobes.

The white-haired boy suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Dong in front of him, and frowned slightly.

The two people's chests and abdomens were completely pressed together, and a warm feeling came from them. A faint fragrant smell continued to spread, which smelled particularly good.

The soft and boneless touch makes people invisibly remember it deeply, just like the gentle spring flowers blooming and the gentle countryside far away.

Huo Dongjun pushed her away and began to observe the soul power in his body. The golden soul power was the same as usual, but the growth rate was faster than before.

You must know that his cultivation speed was already fast enough. This discovery made the young man feel a little better.

Huo Dongjun walked to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

With white hair and blue eyes, and pure indigo ice flowers in his eyes, his appearance alone is rare in the world, not to mention the pure and pure temperament of a young boy.

Even the pickiest person would find it hard to criticize his appearance.

He didn't pay attention to this, he kept looking at the boy's expression in the mirror.

His face was expressionless, and even had a certain coldness and cruelty to it. No one dared to look at the young man's sharp eyes.

The next moment, the cold face disappeared, and the sharp eyes were silent.

Instead, the young man's gentle and cheerful face appeared out of thin air, and the young man's sunny and peaceful smile appeared in his eyes.

Appearance and attitude are the masks in the heart,

Only by wearing a mask can we better observe the world with a cold eye. This sentence he has never forgotten.

If you want to change the old things that have been around for a long time, you must choose to integrate in the early stages. Therefore, in the early stages of growth, attitude [mask] is very important.

The boy tidied up the messy clothes.

"Wang Dong, wake up."

Huo Dongjun walked to the bed, then stretched out his hand and patted him.

Wang Dong only felt that his sleep was extra long and hard, and most of his body was sore and numb because he kept in the same position.

"Ah."

Wang Dong hummed softly, with a bit of laziness in his voice, and even a bit of delicateness in it.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Huo Dongjun not far away, with a slight smile on his face.

But soon, he stopped laughing.

Because his bed was extremely messy, the signs of sagging on the bed were particularly obvious, his body was in great pain, and the sheets were lying haphazardly in the corner.

Wang Dong focused his attention on the bed opposite, which belonged to Huo Dongjun's group of neatly made beds.

He stood up quickly, trying to overcome the numbness in his body, and reached out to touch Huo Dongjun's sheets, which were cold.

My heart was also cold.

Wang Dong didn't dare to look at Huo Dongjun. There was a little anger and well-hidden shyness in his voice, "Where did you sleep last night?"

"I just woke up. Do you still remember what happened yesterday?" Huo Dongjun quietly changed the topic and took the initiative in his own hands.

"The two of us used martial soul fusion skills and hugged each other. I can't remember the rest."

He shook his head.

"I can't remember what happened next. I found him on your bed when I woke up." The young man shrugged indifferently, with just the right amount of curiosity in his eyes.

Wang Dong was sitting on the edge of the bed. After hearing this, his breathing became slightly faster and his face turned red again.

"Maybe we really have martial soul fusion skills."

"Let's not talk about this for now. There is an award ceremony this morning. Since there are other things in the morning, we will discuss the martial arts fusion skills in the afternoon." Huo Dongjun reminded.

"Ow."

The two of them finished washing and just left the student dormitory when they met Xiao Xiao who had been waiting for them downstairs.

The girl smiled and waved.

The three of them had breakfast. Wang Dong seemed a little silent, as if he had been wanting to ask something, but seeing Xiao Xiao sitting next to him, he finally had to give up.

The morning is bright and the air is fresh.

All students who passed the freshman assessment gathered at Shrek Square to wait for the upcoming class placement and final awards.

Soon, Du Weilun, the teaching director of the Wuhun Department, appeared on the scene, followed by more than a dozen teachers from the outer school, including Zhou Yi.

There are no particularly fancy activities.

Du Weilun held a folder and looked at them with a smile, "The finals are over. Now I will officially announce your rankings and rewards."

"The third place, Dai Huabin's team, came out."

But Dai Huabin did not appear, only Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie appeared in front of the teachers.

Zhu Lu said apologetically, "Teacher Du, Dai Huabin is still a little unwell, so I will take his place."

More than a dozen teachers focused their attention on Zhu Lu. The black-haired girl did not show any stage fright and still maintained an apologetic look on her face.

Although Dai Huabin's right arm bone was shattered, it should not be a serious problem after the inner courtyard's top healing Soul Saint took action yesterday.

They quickly figured out the problem.

It was Dai Huabin who was dissatisfied with the rules of the freshman competition and didn't think he should get third place in the district.

All the first grade students burst into applause.

After a series of selections, there were only more than 300 freshmen left, which was a decrease of nearly two-thirds.

With the achievement of defeating their opponents through hard work, they will have a greater sense of honor as Shrek students.

Du Weilun looked at Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie, the smile on his face not diminishing at all.

Happy Children's Day!