Refinement, masculinity

Grandpa Qi and Father Qi stared blankly at Qi Jun, their minds went blank, and the person who was chatting with them just now died in the blink of an eye, which was unacceptable, let alone unacceptable.

Qi Jun is the most outstanding child among the younger generation of the Qi family. He was born with higher talents than his peers, and he was placed with great expectations by the family. One, later on he opened up opportunities, his cultivation base soared, and he was favored by countless organizations. Then he joined a sect and gradually formed his own forces. In this crisis, he not only successfully modified the illusion, but also initially established prestige and won over Many people believe that his future is undoubtedly bright, and he will be even better. He will become the head, squeeze out the three major sects, and even try his best to merge the sect into the family to reshape the family's glory.

He will stand at a height that they can't reach in their entire lives. How can such a person die?How can you die? !

The faces of the two were full of shock, and they couldn't believe that he had already gone. After about three or four seconds, Qi's father finally came back to his senses, and began to yell frantically to the surroundings: "Who?! Come out for me! Didn't you want Kill me? Come out and kill me!"

There was no one nearby, and there was no sound. Qi's father roared wildly like a trapped animal for a while, until his voice was hoarse before giving up. He looked at Qi Jun, hugged his corpse in despair, and cried loudly.Grandpa Qi tremblingly held his grandson's hand, also crying.

Ye Leng had enough of admiring it, so he put his hands in his pockets and walked out slowly: "Everyone is dead, what's the use of crying?"

The hearts of the two were shocked, and they looked over suddenly. Qi's father stared at him: "Who are you? The person just now was you?"

The corner of Ye Leng's mouth hooked into a smile, and he admitted generously: "I killed it."

Qi's father was crazy. With red eyes, he rushed forward to fight him desperately, but Ye Leng easily dealt with it, and forced him back a few times. Grandpa Qi held his son down, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you? My son What kind of enmity do you have with you?"

"No enmity, my target was him from the beginning, I knew he would block for you, that's why I greeted you, oh, I have no enmity with him, I just killed for fun."

This time, not only Father Qi, but even Grandpa Qi almost went crazy, he felt his eyes darkened, he firmly stabilized his figure, his only rationality told him that this person was not something they could deal with, he shouted: "Do you know?" Do you know who you killed? Who are we?!"

"I know, the Qi family has long since declined." Ye Leng said leisurely, "What can a declining family do to me?"

This sentence stepped on the nerves of the two who were on the verge of collapse. Grandpa Qi pointed at him, his hands were shaking: "This is only temporary, our Qi family will be prosperous again sooner or later, and my grandson is a member of the Spiritual Mirror Sect , Thanks to him for what happened this time, several sects, the Feng family, the Tang family, and the demon clan and the demon clan all have to be grateful to him, don’t expect to live in peace after you kill him!”

"Oh, temporary decline," Ye Leng repeated, looking at them playfully, "If I remember correctly, you have been in decline for thousands of years, how do you rely on prosperity?"

The figure of Qi Jun could not help flashing in the minds of the two of them, and they felt a pain in their hearts. They stared at him angrily and held the magic weapon tightly.

Ye Leng saw what they were thinking, and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Rely on Qi Jun? To you, which one is more important, his life or the revival of the family?"

The two were slightly taken aback.

Ye Leng asked softly: "Do you know what he likes and wants? Have you asked if this road is what he wants to go? What have you talked about in the last few conversations with him? Probably other than asking about the progress or saying Is there nothing else besides saying 'Xiao Jun, the family depends on you'?"

The two of them were at a loss for words, and Qi's father suddenly remembered that he hadn't talked to his son for a long time, and felt even more uncomfortable. He stared at him and growled hoarsely: "...what's the matter with you?"

"The Qi family has been a thing for thousands of years. Even if it has been brilliant, it is the past. You obviously didn't recognize this fact, but you have been holding on and not letting go, putting all your hopes on others, and forcing him to follow the rules. Is it really good for him if you continue to think about it?"

"It's none of your business!" Father Qi roared uncontrollably, "We didn't kill him no matter what! What qualifications do you, a murderer, have to say such things?!"

"Well, indeed, I'm just asking casually," Ye Leng took out his sword gracefully, "Okay, let's end the pleasant conversation here."

The two immediately became alert: "You...what do you want to do?"

"You are the only ones who know that I killed him, isn't that obvious," Ye Leng stared at them, "Of course I want to kill him to silence him."

As soon as the words were finished, the two of them felt that the figure of this person had disappeared in a blink of an eye, and they hurriedly stood back to back, but at this moment they felt a pain in their necks, they stretched out their hands and found that it was a tiny needle, and they immediately passed the bad one. Premonition, before he reacted, he felt that his body was suddenly out of control, and he couldn't move at all.

Ye Leng reappeared, and explained with a smile: "How do you feel about the anesthetic specially used to deal with monks?"

Two people: "..."

"Oh, I forgot you can't open your mouth," Ye Leng raised his sword, "Die."

The two of them watched the sharp sword swinging towards them, their hearts beat faster and their pupils shrank suddenly.

Ye Leng's sword barely stopped half a centimeter away from them, looked at their ashen faces, and asked playfully, "Which is more important, life or power?"

The two hadn't recovered from the shadow of death, their lips were trembling, and they looked at him in horror.

"You probably will have a grand funeral, maybe you'll set up a life-sized portrait, and when you have descendants, you'll bring him up as an example over and over again... I guess I'm right," Ye Leng accepted. Sword, picked up Qi Jun who was on the ground, "Everyone is dead, let him be quiet."

The two couldn't move a single finger, so they had to stand where they were and watch them leave with red eyes.

Ye Leng walked through the middle courtyard, slowly turned a corner along the path, and walked towards the off-road over there with a smile.

Meng Ling originally decided to leave directly, but no matter how he thought about it on the way, he felt that his elder brother's words did not seem like a joke. In order to prevent accidents, he discussed with Duan Cheng for a while, then turned back halfway to look, and then immediately bumped into Ye Leng's murderer Quan During the process, I was taken aback.

The dragon cub was so frightened, it stretched out its little paws and held on to its mother's clothes tremblingly, secretly thinking that compared to this, those who pinched their faces and bought little skirts are so weak!It turns out that my uncle can be even more perverted, so I must stay away from him in the future!

Although Meng Ling and Duan Cheng were surprised, they saw that the dragon cub looked like he could scream at any time, so they left quickly and waited for him in the distance. With Ye Leng's strength, he could naturally hear the movement from their side, and smiled afterwards Joining them, he sat in the back row and motioned for his sister-in-law to drive.

Duan Cheng lit the fire, and asked with a smile: "Go back?"

"No, just find a place to live for a few days."

Duan Cheng responded without asking the reason. He rolled his eyes and drove away: "My family has a property by the sea, so let's go there."

The others had no objections. Meng Ling sat in the front row holding the dragon cub, glanced sideways at the corpse behind him, and was about to ask if he was really dead, when his elder brother slapped Qi Jun on the back forcefully. The patient suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, as if he had been relieved suddenly, his chest began to heave violently, Ye Leng quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth, met his second brother's gaze, and explained with a smile: "It's just a temporary shock. "

Meng Ling glanced at him: "What are you doing?"

"He helped, and I'm thanking him."

Meng Ling: "..."

What a special way you thank people.

They arrived at the seaside very quickly. Duan Cheng parked the car, bought a sun hat for his son, and bought ice cream and seafood for him to eat. Then he smiled and took his wife to go surfing, while eating some tofu in the sea, and asked : "Like a honeymoon?"

Meng Ling poker-faced withdrew his hand that was in his swimming trunks and continued to play.

It was already the second day when Qi Jun opened his eyes. He heard the sound of crashing waves and a slight fishy smell in the air. He sat up slowly, first looked at the snow-white bathrobe on his body, then turned his head and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking at the blue sea outside, I was very surprised.

He was silent for two seconds, and suddenly remembered what had happened before. He couldn't help touching his aching chest, and turned over to get out of bed.

The door of the room just opened at this moment, and Ye Leng came in wearing black tight swimming trunks and carrying a surfboard. His hair and chest were covered with water. He looked very sexy and raised his eyebrows with a smile: "Are you awake?"

Qi Jun: "..."

Qi Jun had a strange sense of time travel, his brain froze for a rare moment, and then asked: "Why am I here? The previous killer..."

"it's me."

Qi Jun paused: "Where are my father and grandfather?"

"I'm probably planning a funeral for you."

Qi Jun: "..."

Ye Leng found beach shorts and a vest for him to put on, then went to the bathroom to take a shower, and came out quickly: "Let's go."

Qi Jun had already changed his clothes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled: "Where are the scars on my body?"

"I've put some medicine on you," Ye Leng said, "If you don't feel comfortable, I can give you a few whips to make sure it's exactly the same as before."

Qi Jun: "..."

When Qi Jun arrived at the beach, he saw Duan Cheng holding a small plastic shovel to accompany the dragon cub to build a castle, while Meng Ling was sitting in a beach chair and greeted him. He nodded and sat down opposite with a blank expression. After a few seconds, he finally After regaining his composure, he hurriedly got up, and his tone was still very gentle: "I have to go home."

Ye sneered, "Yes."

Duan Cheng and Meng Ling also had no objections. The dragon cub looked at them, and shrank pitifully to his father, choked up and said, "My castle hasn't been built yet, I only ate a little seafood, and I haven't had enough ice cream...you adults How can it be like this..."

Duan Cheng made a decisive decision and looked at Qi Jun thoughtfully: "Your injury is not fully healed yet, right? Take another day off."

Qi Jun: "..."

They played for another day before setting off. It was already evening when they arrived at Qi's house, and Ye Leng sent him a few steps: "I've finished delivering the agreed thank you gifts," he paused, then asked playfully, "When did you die?" , is there anything you want to do?"

Qi Jun's eyes flickered, but the corner of his mouth still had his usual gentle smile, and he didn't answer.

Ye Leng was not interested in asking again, and said with a smile: "Then I wish you good luck."

Qi Jun glanced at him, then at the Qi family mansion, lowered his eyes in silence for a second, and walked towards the mansion step by step.

Meng Ling looked at the elder brother who came back, and said calmly: "He is sinister and vicious, and he is destined not to be a good person."

Ye Leng hooked the corner of his mouth: "I know."

"His character is like this, and he may continue to follow the old path, calculating more people and ascending to a higher position."

"I also know that it's none of my business whether or not this will cause him or his family to change."

Meng Ling looked at him: "Haven't you ever thought that this gift might not be what he wanted?"

Ye Leng nodded: "Giving a gift, who can guarantee that people will like it, anyway, after I finish giving it, how to go about it in the future is his business, and it has nothing to do with us."

Meng Ling continued to stare at him, realizing that he really couldn't see what this man was thinking.

Ye Leng noticed his gaze and patted him on the shoulder with a smile: "It is said that the family is discussing your marriage with your sister-in-law, let's go, the family hasn't held a wedding for a long time."

Meng Ling nodded and walked back together with him.

Duan Cheng received a sound transmission talisman from Grandpa Duan and learned that the marriage was on the agenda. He was happily looking up information on his tablet computer. Tang suit or suit? If it is a suit, shall we wear black or white?"

Meng Ling glanced at it: "Whatever."

Duan Cheng rubbed his chin: "Why don't we do it for three days and wear a set every day?"

"...you wake up."

Ye Leng took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat. Seeing the dragon cub trembling and wanting to crawl backwards, he carried him back to his original position and pinched his face. The dragon cub was frightened and dared not resist at all. Ye sneered Pinching his face again, seeing the two people sitting up, he turned on the ignition and drove, reminding: "Don't forget to buy some food for your son later, the kitchen at home probably won't have time to make snacks for him in a short time."

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows: "What?"

"Senior Qing woke up and wanted his son and the second master to make soup for him. At present, those two have blown up two kitchens. I don't know if the rest will suffer."

Meng Ling was suddenly surprised: "His son?"

Ye sneered and replied, "Your master, Wen Tian."

Meng Ling: "..."

Meng Ling asked: "If it is really made, would Senior Qing dare to drink it?"

"It is said that he dared, because before he would let the soup maker drink two bowls in front of him, and then he would take a small sip to confirm the taste before continuing to drink."

Meng Ling: "..."

"I've heard a lot about him from my father," Ye Leng raised the corners of his mouth happily, "Just wait and see, this time the family is lively."

"...you can imagine."

Ye sneered and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the off-road vehicle rushed into the sky like an arrow off the string in an instant, and drove towards the distance.

skyline.

The power consumed by the Tianwei Formation has exceeded the limit. Yuan Luo was afraid that the supporting pillar would fail, so he kept supporting it with his own spiritual energy until he saw through the mirror that the seal of Beihan Xuxu had been re-installed before withdrawing his hand. He looked up Looking at the pillar, he softly asked the maid beside him: "Do you think there is really an omnipotent god in this world?"

The maid shook her head: "Return to Your Majesty, I don't know."

There was a comfortable smile on the corner of Yuan Luo's mouth: "If so?"

The maid thought for a while: "I will pray and ask him to help His Majesty solve all the troubles in the heavens."

Yuan Luo chuckled, and walked down the steps slowly: "You are wrong, although faith can sometimes make people unleash unlimited potential, but God...doesn't save people."

The maid was taken aback.

Yuan Luo asked softly: "There are eight sufferings in life in the Buddha's words, do you know?"

The maid nodded: "Birth, old age, sickness, death, parting from love, long-term resentment, unable to ask, unable to let go."

"why is that?"

The maid was startled again.

"Because this is life," Yuan Luo replied softly, "Happiness, happiness, pain, struggle, from hope to despair, and then to seek hope from despair...this is life."

The maid seemed to understand but didn't understand, and hurried to catch up with him, but saw his body shaking slightly, and his color changed instantly: "Your Majesty..."

Yuan Luo gracefully made a hush gesture, and patiently explained: "It's just that the spiritual energy is consumed a little bit."

The maid said worriedly: "Then go and have a rest."

"No, there are still some things to deal with, and we need to hurry up and get back the Pan Gu axe. Go and make a cup of tea." Yuan Luo explained gently, and left without looking back.

The maid looked at his back. Although the newly appointed emperor had a good temper and was very gentle to everyone, for some reason, she always had the illusion that this person was actually lonely... She threw away the thoughts in her head and concentrated on work.

When Yuan Luo found time to go to the Lower Realm, it happened to be in time for Duan Cheng and Meng Ling's wedding. There were people, monsters and monsters, and it was very lively. He mixed with the crowd and drank two glasses of wine, and then followed the big team to the bridal chamber.

Duan Cheng smiled and snapped his fingers, his light shone coldly: "Whoever dares to delay my good deed..."

Everyone was silent for a moment, turned their heads and ran wildly: "I'm sorry, we went wrong."

Yuan Luo was forcibly dragged away by the kind-hearted people before he entered, and he smiled helplessly, so he had no choice but to turn around and look for Mozun.

Duan Cheng looked at the figures of everyone leaving in a hurry, closed the door in satisfaction, and threw himself on the bed: "Daughter-in-law~ Be good, let my husband kiss you~ Well, it tastes so good~ Call your husband to listen~"

Meng Ling tore him away expressionlessly, and got up to take a shower.

"Let's go later~ A spring night is worth a thousand dollars~" Duan Cheng forced him back, pressed him on the bed and started to eat, and after eating all night, he suddenly felt that life was complete.

Meng Ling didn't wake up until noon the next day. The feeling of skin-to-skin contact was very comfortable. He couldn't help shrinking into his arms. Duan Cheng was keenly aware of it, and hurriedly tightened his arms: "Daughter-in-law?"

"……Um."

Duan Cheng hugged him affectionately, pressed him down again, and started to eat. He kept pestering him until the evening, and then continued. Meng Ling became angry, and said in a hoarse voice, "Enough is enough!"

Duan Cheng pinched his waist and slammed into the depths, kissing him: "Listen to you~ I listen to you~"

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng looked at his wife's expression, it wasn't too much this night, and after doing it twice, he hugged him and fell asleep, so Meng Ling stayed on the big wedding bed in the bridal chamber for two days, and didn't get out of bed until the morning of the third day. Originally, Duan Cheng wanted to have a morning exercise, but he kicked him out.

Duan Cheng pulled off his pajamas and put them on, pitifully lying on the carpet and pulling his trouser legs: "Daughter-in-law~"

Meng Ling subconsciously wanted to break away, but suddenly felt that this scene seemed familiar. He was startled, remembering that the first time he met this person was also a rogue who grabbed him, but he regarded him as crazy, and then this person forced his way in. His life brought him to another world, and has been with him till now.

It turned out that on that winter night, fate had already tied a thread for them, and they would stay together forever.

Duan Cheng teased him: "Daughter-in-law, what are you thinking?"

Meng Ling came back to his senses, looked down at him, and hooked the corner of his mouth: "Get up."

Duan Cheng was stupefied for a moment, he held his hand in a daze, and the rings of the same style touched together, happily showing their relationship, he quickly came back to his senses, jumped up and kissed him: "Daughter-in-law~"

Meng Ling hummed, opened the curtains, narrowed her eyes slightly, the sun was rising outside the window, the first rays of sunlight broke through the clouds, it was dazzling, it was another brand new day.

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