Refinement, masculinity

The war has subsided, and ruins and bloody corpses can be seen everywhere outside the North Cold Void. Several clans have suffered casualties, and some of them are too seriously injured to move, so they choose to stay for a while for cultivation. The Demon Lord arranged them properly and started to work Regarding the related work after the war, although a very small number of demons managed to break through the defense line and run away this time, they were already injured, and they couldn't make a big storm at all, so there was no need to be nervous.

He took the time to look at Meng Ling and saw that his body was fine, so he relieved himself and took out the fragments of the Pangu ax from his body, and then prepared to take out those from Ye Ao and Qing Yao's bodies to restore the Pangu axe, and waited. So Yuan Luo came to get it.

Meng Ling fell into a coma for a day and a night, and then meditated to recuperate his inner breath, and finally felt a lot better, but he still didn't get out of bed, because Duan Cheng wanted to do something beastly, so he dragged him into the bed, held him down and kissed him, but he didn't get out of bed yet. His father came after they warmed up. He felt that it was indecent for two people to hug each other naked in broad daylight, so he mercilessly kicked Duan Cheng out of bed, took off his pajamas and went to the living room.

Duan Cheng couldn't get vent, his forehead twitched, but the one outside was his father-in-law, he couldn't cut it, so he secretly vowed that he would push his wife down in a while, so he got dressed and went out, making out hugging his daughter-in-law.

Sitting on the sofa, Meng Ling saw his father taking out the fragments, asked a few casual questions, and immediately raised his eyebrows: "What does the Emperor of Heaven want the Pangu ax for?"

"Just like the reason why the Kongtong Seal should be placed in the Kongtong Sea, these artifacts also have their own places," Mozun put the fragments into the storage container, "East Emperor Bell, Fuxiqin, Xuanyuan Sword...these Most of the artifacts are in the heaven, and there is a pillar supporting the sky in the sky, and the Pangu ax is one of the artifacts supporting it, but it suddenly fell into the lower realm thousands of years ago, and has never been found."

Meng Ling was surprised: "Pillar supporting the sky?"

"Well, it is the pillar supporting the Three Realms. If it breaks, the Three Realms will probably collapse." Mozun explained that this is basically a fact that everyone believes. Although Yuan Luo has always wanted to see if it will really collapse, no one is willing. Take this risk to accompany him crazy, but as for whether there will be gods above what Yuan Luo said, he thinks the possibility is very high, otherwise, where would the first gods like Nuwa and Fuxi go?

"Then it's been so peaceful for thousands of years because something else replaced the Pangu axe?" Meng Ling asked clearly, then suddenly remembered something, squinting his eyes, "Nuwa Stone?"

The Mozun nodded appreciatively, and added: "And the aura between the heaven and the earth."

Meng Ling and Duan Cheng were startled at the same time: "So the quick decline of spirit energy has something to do with supporting the sky pillar?"

"Part of it is, and part of it is due to the constant consumption of spiritual energy, but I believe that after the Pan Gu ax returns to its place, Yuan Luo will find a way to solve the remaining minor problems."

Meng Ling responded casually. As long as the Three Realms did not collapse, other issues would not be considered. He changed the subject: "When will Senior Qing wake up?"

"I don't know," Mozun smiled, "But according to your second master's ability, it shouldn't be too long."

Meng Ling nodded. The second master had been separated from his lover for more than 3000 years, and he would definitely find a way to wake him up as soon as possible.A few people chatted briefly for a while, Mozun quickly left to get the other two fragments, Meng Ling sent him out, and asked the people behind him, "Shall we go and have a look too?"

Duan Cheng buckled his belt into his arms, lowered his head and kissed his earlobe, and said in a hoarse voice: "Hey, I'll talk about it later, now...it can't be done."

Meng Ling was a little itchy from the breath sprayed on the side of his neck. He hid to the side and looked at him sideways. The man's eyes were deep and charming, and he was very focused. He looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but leaned towards the corner of his mouth and kissed him. relative.

The darkness in Duan Cheng's eyes deepened, and he hurriedly kissed back, warmly lingering with him, the familiar breath quickly spread from between his lips and teeth, he couldn't help but lift his chin to let his tongue dig deeper, he could only feel the sweet taste It made the fingertips tremble.

"cough……"

Just when the two were about to wipe their guns and go off, suddenly there was a low voice, with a little embarrassment, Duan Cheng reluctantly let go of his wife, turned his head and saw three sect masters and four elders standing Looking at them together in the small courtyard, their complexions suddenly sank, and they asked lazily, "Is there something wrong?"

He is not a fool, ever since he heard his wife's narration at that time, he felt that there was something wrong with it, and after contacting the ambiguous attitude of the sect for more than 3000 years towards the demons, he asked Ye Ao while his wife was asleep. Only then did he learn the truth. If Ye Leng hadn't been there to persuade him, he would have killed him with his sword.

The three masters replied: "Come and see Xiaoling."

"Oh, my daughter-in-law is fine, she didn't die..."

"Duancheng." Meng Ling knew after only a few sentences that this person was about to chase away the guests. He hurriedly held his hand to tell him to shut up, stepped aside, and politely said to them, "Come in."

Duan Cheng moved his lips, and finally swallowed the words back.

Everyone sat down on the sofa, and the four elders silently looked at Meng Ling, sizing him up secretly, with obvious concern in their eyes, but also a little anxiety and uneasiness. They really didn't know beforehand, otherwise they wouldn't agree to him if they were killed. To get the dragon's blood, but the subsequent concealment was really wrong, so they had to come over and apologize sincerely, otherwise their conscience would be disturbed.

Meng Ling looked at them, then at the head who hesitated to speak, and finally at Duan Cheng. He immediately understood that these people were hiding something from him. He reckoned it had something to do with the dragon's blood, so he poured a few cups of tea and handed them to them. : "Have something to say?"

The head of Yizong nodded: "Actually, we already knew about this..."

He confessed Zhulong's appearance once a hundred years ago, the dragon's blood and the traction of the formation, etc., and finally sighed: "This matter is only passed on to the master, and the elders don't know about it, but we are a step late, so..."

Duan Cheng couldn't help it, and sneered: "What's wrong with being a little late? You can actually say that at least we can think of some remedies together, but what about you? You decided to sacrifice my wife right away!"

"Duan Cheng..." Meng Ling took his hand and patted it lightly.

Duan Cheng panted heavily, glanced at them, stretched out his arms to hug his wife tightly, and stopped talking.

"You're right," said the head of Yizong, with deep eyes, "We all thought it would be a dead end, but we didn't expect that there was another way. Maybe more than 3000 years ago...their decision was also wrong."

Meng Ling knew that he was referring to the way his second master did, but as someone who had experienced it personally, he felt that fortunately they were demons and could withstand the pain. Well, it will hang up directly.

He looked at the people in front of him, and it was impossible to say that there was no grudge in his heart, but he knew that there were many things to consider in that position, besides, whether it was Qingyao, Ye Yangchen and other Duan family members were inextricably linked with the sect It was impossible for him to really tear their faces apart, so he had a hard time saying anything, so he had a brief chat and sent them away quickly.

Meng Xiaodong, Ye Jue and Ren Xiao happened to step into the small courtyard, watched them go away, turned around and entered the room, and looked at Meng Ling: "Are you all right?"

Meng Ling nodded, seeing Meng Xiaodong carrying a pitch-black Tang saber, he immediately raised his eyebrows: "This is it?"

"Someone said that sectarians have entered your yard. We are afraid that you will start a fight. Isn't this here to help?" Meng Xiaodong snuggled into the soft sofa, exhaled, and pointed to the tea table, "Is that freshly brewed tea? ? Give me a drink."

"..." Meng Ling handed it helplessly, "Will a little movement exhaust you to death?"

"You don't understand. Now that our father has just finished the war, he won't be able to spare time. After he finishes his work, I will be treated as a bully again, so enjoy as much as you can," Meng Xiaodong sipped his tea and raised his hand. Lift your chin, "Is that osmanthus cake? Get me a piece."

Meng Ling: "..."

Ren Xiao went over to sit down, patiently fed someone, raised his head and asked, "We've probably heard the whole story, why are they here?"

"It's nothing, just tell me the truth." Meng Ling sat down again, leaning against Duan Cheng, and patted him comfortingly.

Duan Cheng reached out and hugged him into his arms, gnashing his teeth: "No, I still can't swallow this breath!"

Meng Ling asked: "Then what do you want to do? Get a few bombs to blow up all three sects?"

Duan Cheng blinked: "That's a good idea."

"...Wake up and think about something practical."

"I have to accompany you, spend your honeymoon with you, walk around, I don't have so much time to spend with them," Duan Cheng rubbed his chin, narrowed his eyes, "Well, I'll talk to Qi Jun, go to his sect Hang an elder name."

Meng Ling was startled, and looked at him: "But you have no idea what he's going to do..."

"Whatever he does, as long as he can squeeze out one of the three major sects and add trouble to them by the way, it doesn't matter even if he establishes a terrorist organization, Lao Tzu!"

Meng Ling: "..."

Meng Xiaodong swallowed the pastry in his mouth: "I also made a name with him."

Everyone: "..."

Everyone looked over in unison.

Meng Xiaodong looked around for a week: "Why are you looking at me like this? Do you think we will be resurrected? Don't be naive, dear, it's all a matter of old sesame seed and rotten millet."

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows: "What conditions did he offer?"

"It's nothing, he said to find a place with a good view to build the Elder's Hall for me, choose the style, and prepare all kinds of leisure and entertainment equipment. It’s pretty good, if my father pushes me into a hurry one day and I run away from home, then there will still be a place to stay, right?”

Everyone: "..."

Meng Ling thought that as expected of Qi Jun, he had figured out Meng Xiaodong's current disposition in such a short period of time, but Ren Xiao couldn't help but remind him: "He is using you."

"Well, what he used was my identity and strength. Anyway, I don't go often, so I just treat it as a friend. I thought about it. If it weren't for him, I might not be where I am now, and I probably wouldn't have the chance to meet you guys. .”

Ren Xiao thought for a while and nodded.

Meng Xiaodong handed him the teacup, signaling him to pour another cup.

"..." Ren Xiao silently poured tea.

Duan Cheng hugged his wife all the time, and couldn't help poking his hand in from the hem of his jacket to directly stick to the skin, he stroked it twice, and felt itchy, looking at the three people in front of him: "Do you have anything else to do? "

Ye Jue and Ren Xiao immediately understood what he meant, shook their heads and said no, Meng Xiaodong drank the tea slowly, and nestled still: "This sofa is really comfortable to sit on...you are busy with you, don't worry about me, I will Sit down for a while, remember to close the bedroom door, if you forget... well, just pretend I don't exist."

Several people:"……"

Duan Cheng squinted his eyes immediately, Ren Xiao knew that someone's laziness had happened again, so he hurried over and hugged him horizontally, and left quickly, Duan Cheng got up after him, ran outside to close the door of the small courtyard, and then went into the house to lock the room. The door was locked, and impatiently threw his daughter-in-law down on the sofa, kissing the corner of his mouth: "I see who else is disturbing us now!"

Meng Ling leaned back: "Go back to the bedroom."

"No, it's right here..." Duan Cheng licked the skin next to his ear, took his hand and pressed it down, "Hey, let me touch it."

Even through his pants, Meng Ling could clearly feel the speed of his erection and the scalding temperature, so he pulled open his belt and poked inside.The direct skin contact made Duan Cheng couldn't help but sighed comfortably, he pulled his chin and began to kiss him passionately, Meng Ling raised his head to respond, completely surrendering himself.

The two lingered from the sofa to the bathroom and finally to the bed, and it was finally over. Satisfied, Duan Cheng hugged his wife happily, slept with him, and then went to visit Ye Ao and Qing Yao.

Ye Ao's spirit is very good, his eyes are full of brilliance, the whole person looks different, he greets them with a smile: "Sit."

Meng Ling nodded and glanced at the big bed. Although Qing Yao was still sleeping, he looked good and didn't look weak at all, as if he would wake up at any moment. He couldn't help asking: "Senior Qing..."

"Wake up soon," Ye Ao replied with a smile, "within five days."

Meng Ling responded and chatted a few words casually. Seeing that his second master was always looking at Qingyao, he stopped disturbing them and got up to leave.

Duan Cheng held his hand and went back to the small courtyard, when he suddenly remembered something: "Grandfather and the others haven't left yet, I'll ask them to find Father-in-law to fix our day."

Meng Ling had no objection, but reminded: "My dad has been quite busy recently, so he probably won't be in the mood for a wedding anytime soon."

"He doesn't have it, I have it," Duan Cheng put his arms around his waist, "If it doesn't work, I'll help him get everything ready, he just needs to show his face when the time comes."

Meng Ling was speechless, so he had to follow him to find Grandpa Duan. They turned a corner and met Ye Leng, who smiled, "I'm just going to find you guys. I'm going to the academy tomorrow. That little dragon is my helper." Do you bring it back or pick it up yourself?"

Meng Ling thought about it. According to the extent of Long Zai's fear of his elder brother, if the eldest brother took over, Long Zai would accuse them angrily and threaten to steal the money from the elementary school students, so he said helplessly, "We will go too."

"Okay, let's leave at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Meng Ling thought for a while: "It takes three days to get to the academy from here. The people over there should have received the news two days ago and left. What are you going to do? Also, didn't Xiaolong leave with his clansmen?"

"Of course I have my own business," Ye said with a sneer, "Those people haven't come out yet, it is said that the opportunity has opened, and the illusion will not let people go."

The two were silent, guessing that Qinglong would take the opportunity to fully exploit the remaining two opportunities, so they nodded and turned to leave.They rested for one night and set off on time the next day. They drove off-road in Yeleng, while Duan Cheng and Meng Ling sat in the back seat. Duan Cheng touched his chin: "This car can be improved."

Meng Ling looked at him: "How do you want to change?"

Duan Cheng smiled and hugged him into his arms, kissed him, and before answering, Ye Leng saw his expression through the rearview mirror, and interjected playfully: "Sister-in-law means it's better to get a soundproof board, so that You can play car shock, right?"

Duan Cheng: "..."

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows: "Did he guess right?"

Duan Cheng blinked, his face full of innocence: "What are you talking about, daughter-in-law, am I that kind of person?"

Meng Ling: "..."

They were lucky. When they arrived, people had already come out, and most of them were gone. Qi Jun was standing at the door, chatting with the people around him with a smile on his face. His father and grandfather were standing beside him, also smiling. People with mediocre aptitude should have guarded outside, but as descendants of that clan, just in case they also followed in, and witnessed the whole process of Qi Jun becoming the savior of everyone, I feel extremely gratified.

Although they just found out about their relationship with that clan, just found out that this illusion was changed by Qi Jun, and just found out that Qi Jun has a lot of information in his hands, this will not hinder their good mood at all, especially when the Feng family When the patriarch of a big family like the Tang family came to thank them in person, those concealments were not important.

Putting on airs, the two of them sent the two masters away, and patted Qi Jun on the shoulder: "You are doing well, Xiaojun, the Qi family depends on you."

Qi Jun nodded and smiled like a spring breeze.

Ye Leng leaned against the car door, staring at it playfully, glanced out of the corner of his eye, saw his second brother picking up the dragon cub, pinched his little face under the aggrieved gaze of a certain dragon, put his hands in the windbreaker pockets and stepped forward. Take a step: "Here is the car for you, let's go."

Meng Ling was surprised: "What about you?"

Ye Leng hooked the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "Kill."

Meng Ling looked at him, without asking any further questions, the family of three opened the door, got into the car, and left quickly.

Qi Jun had noticed the car long ago, and he had also spotted someone, but he was too busy connecting with the new recruits to care about other things, and when he finally had time to take a look, he found that the latter had left up.

"Xiaojun, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing." Qi Jun said gently. It was getting late at this moment, and his pile of books and materials hadn't been sorted out, so he decided to stay. His father and grandfather wanted to see what the ancestors left behind, so they went with him passed.

The battle was over, so there was no need to worry about being discovered. Qi Jun didn't take the tunnel, and led them through the middle courtyard of the school, walking slowly towards the bedroom. Ying, without further ado, attacked them. This man's speed was so fast that there was almost no room for anyone to react. Qi Jun sensed his intention in a blink of an eye, and jumped back hastily.

There was only a "bang" in his ear, and Qi Jun blocked the palm that was slapped at his father with his body, and instantly flew backwards and fell to the ground.

"Xiao Jun!" Father Qi and Grandpa Qi yelled out in horror, they staggered forward to help him up, their hands trembling uncontrollably, this man's heart and lungs were shattered, and he was hopeless.

The corners of Qi Jun's mouth kept bleeding, and he tried his best to look forward, but found that the other party had long since disappeared. He looked at his father, then at his grandfather, and finally looked at the boundless sky, without leaving a word, Close your eyes and pass away.

The corners of his mouth still had a slight curvature, but there was a blankness in his smile. Maybe he didn't understand what he wanted when he died, or maybe some longing flashed in his mind, but he Puzzled, but he realized...it was too late.