Refinement, masculinity

Qi Jun stared at the array of illusions for three days without making a move. He kept flipping through the materials and remained silent. In the scene, no one can see that he has such an important task on his shoulders.

Ye Leng stood by and stared at him, and smiled playfully: "You are either too cold-blooded, or too crazy, or you are too indifferent to everything."

Qi Jun turned a page with a smile, and asked without raising his head, "How can you see that?"

"If you take one wrong step, maybe none of the people who enter the illusion will come out alive. With so many lives on your shoulders, you don't even feel anxious or nervous at all. What do you think?"

Qi Jun carefully looked at the information in his hand, and replied gently: "If it were you, I don't think you would have much reaction, so you can say that I am calm."

"It's different, you are still too young," Ye Leng knelt down in front of him, pinched his chin and looked at him, "I have seen countless strong winds and waves, I should be calm, but you, you have grown up I guess they are all living a smooth life, but suddenly such a thing happened, how could they be so calm, huh?"

"Maybe my reflex arc is too long." Qi Jun broke away from his hand and continued to watch.

"You can say whatever you want." Ye Leng sat down beside him, and stopped talking, so that he could calm down and think.

Time passed by, and before you knew it, it was another day. Ye Leng looked at the person who hadn't changed his posture, then looked at the pile of documents around him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it troublesome?"

"Ah."

"I heard from Xiaojue that the Azure Dragon of Chance gave you all the hard work of that family's research. Isn't there a structure diagram of the illusion on it?"

"Yes, there is also an improved idea recorded, but this is too troublesome, so I have to find some inspiration from here, so that I can change it as you requested," Qi Jun said gently, "After all, this is after nearly 2000 years of hard work. The illusion that has just been created cannot be easily changed, not to mention that in case of any accident, I may be involved, so please be patient."

Ye Leng was surprised: "What is the idea?"

"For example, one day when all the spiritual energy disappears and the Three Realms collapses, what will people do then?"

Ye Leng was startled: "Hiding in the illusion?"

"Well, I was surprised when I saw it at the beginning." Qi Jun turned out the page and unfolded it for him to read, "You can regard every planet in the universe as an illusion. This place collapses and human beings enter the illusion. Then the Mirage becomes a new Earth, but the appearance is no longer a sphere."

Ye sneered: "Is this kind of thing really possible?"

"The above record is just an idea. Who knows if it is possible. It will take more than 2000 years to create an illusion. It may take longer to do this..." Qi Jun looked at the information with a smile, secretly thinking that if there is such a day, he Should we help and be admired by thousands of people, or should we not help and let everyone die together?

No, instead of thinking about those unrealistic things, it is better to think about the things in front of you. He picked up the materials he had read before and continued to study. He narrowed his eyes slightly. The people who entered the illusion were all younger generations. It would be wrong for him to kill them. There is no benefit, so we still have to come as planned.

Ye Leng stared at him twice, pulled out the document in his hand: "You are tired, today is over, go up and rest."

Qi Jun raised his head and let out a soft breath: "To be honest, you are quite a scary person. Sometimes I feel that you can see whatever other people think."

Ye Leng stuffed his hands into his pockets and raised his eyebrows playfully: "Oh?"

"For example, me," Qi Jun smiled and stood up, "Guess what I'm thinking."

"Probably... how to change the illusion to maximize your benefits."

"That's why I say you're scary."

Ye Leng went out side by side with him, and glanced at him: "What do you want to do?"

"I will modify it according to your requirements, and then bury a few small hidden dangers in the middle, and wait until the day when a group of people all go in, and then I will come out to solve it when everyone thinks that the illusion is about to collapse," Qi Jun smiled very nicely, " It doesn’t take much, just three times to make those people think of me as their savior.”

Ye Leng's slow analysis: "Those are mostly the younger generation, who have dreams and drive, and are easy to be seduced. You can take this opportunity to buy people's hearts and subdue your younger brother. When everything is over, they will work hard for you."

"all hit."

The two of them had already entered the bedroom while they were talking. Meng Xiaodong and the others had their own rooms. It was already night and they were all resting. Seeing that Qi Jun was going to the bathroom, Ye Leng said playfully, "I don't enter the illusion, but my clansmen do. Some of them will go in, I don't care what you want to do, but you'd better not treat this as a joke."

Although there was a faint smile in his tone, Qi Jun knew it was a warning. He opened the bathroom door and said without looking back, "Don't worry, the most basic safety can still be guaranteed. After all, I want to go in."

Qi Jun washed quickly, and when he came out, Ye Leng was leaning against the head of the bed and reading a book quietly. If his aura was not too strong, this scene would be very pleasing to the eye.

Ye Leng closed the book, patted the place beside him, and Qi Jun went to bed with a smile, and wiped his hair: "When can Quewu come? Some parts need to be made by him, and he is very good at this, so he can help a lot .”

"The molds are all done, and the rest can be handed over to others. He is rushing here."

Qi Jun nodded, put down the towel, lifted the quilt and went in.

Ye Leng suddenly asked: "Your Qi family was quite famous in the past, right?"

Qi Jun paused, and replied gently: "Well, the reputation is very high, only a little worse than the current Duan family."

"It must be very reconciled for such a powerful family to decline, right?"

Qi Jun smiled slightly: "What do you want to say?"

Ye Leng's expression showed no flaws: "I just asked casually."

Qi Jun was silent for a moment. He guessed that this person had investigated him, so he nodded: "My grandfather, father and several uncles have always wanted to revive the family, but..." He paused and didn't say anything more.

"It's just that they are mediocre and unwilling to work hard. They miss the glory of the past all day long and put everything on others," Ye Leng took over, "Don't do to others what you don't want, they obviously don't understand This principle."

Qi Jun turned a deaf ear: "I was destined to live for the family since I was born. I am despicable and shameless, I am sinister, even if one day I kill people like hemp... These are all what I should do. I only look at the results, winners and losers, What exactly is justice?" His smile deepened as he looked at him, "Justice is the one that wins."

Ye Leng looked at him: "Is it you or your family who are after the result?"

Qi Jun smiled, but did not answer.

Ye Leng glanced at it: "The welt on your chest should have been there for a long time, didn't you apply medicine?"

Qi Jun stretched out his hand and touched it: "I was disobedient when I was a child. This is a lesson I learned. I will keep it in my memory for a long time."

Ye Leng asked again: "Besides revitalizing the family, is there anything you want to do?"

Qi Jun was silent for a long time, then said softly, "No."

Ye Leng nodded: "You have done such a great favor this time, I have been thinking that I should give you some gifts after the end to show my gratitude, and now I know what to give."

"Oh?"

Ye Leng leaned over and pinched his chin, staring into his eyes from a close distance, with an almost gentle tone: "That is... to kill you."

Qi Jun was taken aback.

Ye Leng let go, got up and got out of bed, and covered him with a quilt by the way: "Go to bed early."

Qi Jun looked at his back, not knowing whether what he said was true or not, so he sat quietly for a while, and then simply closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Que Wu arrived at noon the next day, greeted them with a smile, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, the dragon cub suddenly shivered, and slowly shrank into a small corner, trying to reduce his sense of existence, Que Wu glanced at him, and suddenly saw him, He picked it up and pinched his face, then took the cake on the table and handed it to him.

The dragon cub's face turned pale in an instant, and he stretched out his hands to hold it, tremblingly thanking him.

Que Wu stroked him tenderly twice before stepping into the basement.Watching the dragon cub quickly throw the cake into the trash can, Meng Xiaodong couldn't help raising his eyebrows: "What?"

"You don't understand. The things he gave you can't eat easily, otherwise you don't know how to die." The dragon cub replied tremblingly. Ever since he witnessed the whole process of Que Wuzhen in the illusion, he had a deep affection for this person. shadow.

Meng Xiaodong observed: "Are you afraid of him?"

The dragon cub nodded and said in a low voice, "He is a pervert just like my uncle."

Meng Xiaodong looked at him sympathetically: "Then why do they all like to ravage you?"

The dragon cub sniffed and said sadly, "It's a sin to be too cute."

Meng Xiaodong: "..."

Dragon Cub deeply felt that going on like this was not an option, so he hurriedly found a place to nest where no one was around, and sent a voice transmission to his father.

Ever since Meng Ling received the sound transmission talisman, he discussed with Duan Cheng and decided to go to the college to have a look. However, Ye Ao hadn't come back yet, and Mozun spent most of the time guarding the North Cold Void himself. They couldn't leave for the time being, so they He thought about waiting for Ye Ao to return to the Demon Realm, so he procrastinated until now. This day, Duan Cheng was dealing with some simple business affairs with his wife, when the sound transmission talisman appeared without warning.

Meng Ling took a look: "Who is it?"

"Our son," Duan Cheng went over to hug him, unfolded the sound transmission talisman, and said with a smile, "He probably isn't in a hurry this time, and he didn't use a high-level talisman."

Meng Ling nodded and watched with him, only to see the dragon cub writing desolately: "Father, I am living a very bad life, very bad, no amount of delicious food can fill the emptiness in my heart, I think about it every day You, sleep and eat, do you miss me? Why don’t you come pick me up? Don’t you love me? Don’t you want me? Don’t you love me? You... woo woo woo..."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng silently covered his little heart: "Daughter-in-law, my son is so pitiful."

Meng Ling said calmly, "Then you go and look for him first, and I'll continue to wait for the second master to come back."

Duan Cheng weighed his wife and children on the balance, and said decisively: "It's okay, it's good for boys to suffer a little bit."

Meng Ling: "..."

They stayed for another three days, but they didn't wait for Ye Ao, but they waited for the head of Yizong. Meng Ling held the sound transmission amulet: "My master and master are outside the demon world, and they said they want to come in."

Duan Cheng thought for a while: "The relationship between the sect and the demon world seems unclear, and I can't tell whether it is good or bad, but this time the sect has helped a lot, I think it should be fine, but just in case, you'd better Ask our dad."

Meng Ling nodded and went to find Mozun.

Mozun smiled and said: "They are lucky, your second master happened to be away, otherwise we could go out and tear them apart. In fact, we have nothing against the sect, otherwise I wouldn't let you return to the sect."

After hearing what he meant, Meng Ling turned around and left, preparing to pick up Master himself.

Mozun couldn't help but said: "Come back quickly."

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Mozun naturally couldn't tell him that he wanted to see what the person Yuan Luo was pursuing looked like, so he could only say in a low voice, "They are your elders, don't let them wait too long."

Meng Ling responded, took out the magic weapon and hurried to the outside, and then led the group of people all the way into the palace. Mozun and Duan Cheng were waiting in the main hall. Alone, his smile suddenly froze.

Duan Cheng stood beside him, followed his line of sight, and found that it was his daughter-in-law's master, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "Yue Zhang, what's wrong?"

Mozun stared at Wen Tian, ​​his throat tightened, and he paused every word: "This, no, can, can."