Refinement, masculinity

After the thunder, the clouds gradually melted away, and the night wind blew slightly, blowing the green belt and making rustling noises. Meng Ling quickly regained his senses, and only then realized what he had said, but he felt that normal people would not argue with People die, especially those who have been struck by lightning.

After thinking about it, he calmly ignored what happened just now, and looked at the person in front of him. This person didn't seem to be injured, and he had already put away the previous shock. A little resentful, he was silent for a moment: "Are you okay? Do you want to call an ambulance for you?"

The boy was stunned, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground like a puppet with broken strings, lying flat on his body. The whole process took less than two seconds.

Meng Ling: "..."

Could it be that it was all a hallucination just now, and it is actually at the end of the battle?Meng Ling remained silent. He thought he was right. It would be a miracle if he didn't die instantly after being struck by lightning. He stepped forward a few steps, "Are you dead?"

The boy tremblingly stretched out his hand to him: "...No."

Meng Ling didn't answer: "Lie down, it's best not to move, lest the more you move, the worse it will be."

The young man looked at him quietly. The person in front of him was standing sideways, condescendingly looking down. His expression was very indifferent, even showing a little indifference. Under the bright white light, his delicate face was as delicate as jade. He reckoned it should be cold The thin-hearted type is not easy to be soft-hearted, and suddenly ponders, what should I do?

Meng Ling's attention was always on the spectacle and whether he would die, and he didn't pay attention to the young man's appearance at all. At this time, the two got closer, and he looked him up again in the middle of talking, and found that this man was really serious. good.

In the current memory, Qi Jun is considered top-notch. Although the character of the hypocrite is not very good, and his facial features are not the best, but I have to admit that the feeling is really different, as if he looks outstanding, Meng Meng After thinking about it, Ling can only attribute it to temperament. He thinks that even if he is ordinary, as long as he has that temperament, he will appear extraordinary. However, the young man in front of him is not only better than Qi Jun in appearance, but also has a temperament that is more than ten blocks away from him.

The two looked at each other for only a moment, in fact, they only looked at each other for two seconds. The boy's hand paused in the air for a moment, then slowly lowered it, and then... grabbed someone's trouser leg.

Meng Ling retreated subconsciously, but his pants were already caught. If he struggled hard, he might hurt people even more. He endured it and didn't move. He first looked at the legs of his trousers, and then at the boy.

The young man's expression was painful, and his anger was as thin as silk: "Don't leave me...I'm exhausted now, I will die if you leave..."

Meng Ling didn't want to die, but he didn't know how long he would be out this time, so he had to make the most of his time, and he was not in the mood to waste time here, so he took out his mobile phone: "I'll call an ambulance for you, what's your parents' number?" , I will notify them."

The boy said pitifully, "I don't know..."

Meng Ling paused and looked down at him.

"I knew my surname was Duan," the young man stared at him, seeing that his expression was normal, he continued, "My name is Duan Cheng, I can't remember anything else."

"Well, I guess it hurt my brain."

"Then what should I do? I have nowhere to go." Duan Cheng looked at him helplessly, as if afraid of being abandoned.

Meng Ling was very calm: "It's okay, the hospital will do everything possible to help you contact your family."

Duan Cheng was startled, and blurted out: "What about you?"

Meng Ling gave him a strange look, and reached out to dial the number: "I'm only in charge of calling a car, and other things have nothing to do with me."

Just leave me and leave... Duan Cheng hastily said to him, "I'm not going to the hospital."

Meng Ling looked at his trouser legs silently. The two blows just now were not as strong as a serious injury should have. He was silent for a moment, then squatted down: "Why?"

"I know my body," Duan Cheng's voice was still very soft, occasionally coughing twice, "I just feel tired all over, just take a nap, maybe even the memory will come back."

Meng Ling stared at him.

"It's all right, trust me," Duan Cheng was still unmoved when he saw him, and explained pitifully, "Really, I didn't lie to you, and I have a shadow of the hospital, as soon as I get there, I tremble all over, and my condition will get worse .”

Meng Ling repeated lightly: "Oh, shadow."

"Well, so don't go, take me to your house to sleep," Duan Cheng took out his pocket, and handed the wallet forward, "Here, this is the room fee..." He suddenly realized that the man broke up. Breaking off my hand on the trouser leg, I was so scared that I hurriedly clenched it, and then found that he gave up after only breaking it, and then contacted him just now, and I was shocked.

He clearly said that he was exhausted, but the strength in his hands made it difficult to break free. He clearly said that he had lost his memory, but he remembered that there was a shadow in the hospital... It was all flaws. Duan Cheng was silent. Seeing Meng Ling looking at him quietly, his eyes remained indifferent , although he didn't speak, but his intuition has been seen through, he can't help but look at him again, this boy didn't expose himself on the spot, it can be seen that he is very calm, which is quite rare for this age.

Both beautiful and smart... One of the family mottos of the Duan family is that you must find someone like this when looking for a partner. If this young man is like-minded, he can definitely be included in the candidate for a future wife. The surname was tested, and the boy's reaction showed that he was an ordinary mortal, but what happened then?

Duan Cheng suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked naively: "If I say that I am born with strength as strong as an ox, would you believe me?"

Meng Ling was expressionless.

"...Well, let me tell the truth," Duan Cheng propped himself up and sat up, "I'm really fine, but I don't feel the lower part of the body for the time being, you can't leave me, it's all because of you."

Meng Ling looked at him coldly: "Want to touch porcelain?"

Duan Cheng was curious: "What do you mean?"

"...you continue talking."

Duan Cheng straightened his clothes, and said seriously, "Actually, I am a cultivator, and I was going through a catastrophe just now."

Meng Ling: "..."

"I was making a barrier," Duan Cheng gestured, "It's so big to prevent lightning from hitting me, but you surprised me by suddenly appearing, and the barrier didn't turn into lightning before it came, so it's all yours." wrong."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng had a kind face on his face: "Don't worry, I won't care about it, but I can't move now. With my cultivation base, I can recover after a night's sleep. You won't take me in?" He looked at him expectantly. The older generation said that all mortals in this world admire cultivators, and this young man should not refuse.

Meng Ling's delicate face showed no expression at all. After a few seconds of silence, she nodded calmly, "I would have understood if you had said that earlier."

Dare he be struck by lightning and become insane, or is he abnormal in the first place?

Duan Cheng was happy: "Then let's go!"

Meng Ling stretched out his hand to stop it: "You're injured, don't force yourself, wait for me here, I'll get someone to carry you upstairs when I get home."

Duan Cheng wished to go with him, but he had to rely on his injury to rely on him, so he could only endure it: "How soon will you be back?"

"My home is nearby, and I can return in 15 minutes. Can you hold on?"

Duan Cheng was very forthright: "No problem."

"That's good." Meng Ling turned around and left, turned a corner, dialed 120 from a public phone at a nearby canteen, and then calmly walked into the Internet cafe.

Duan Cheng was still sitting obediently, as time passed, he stretched his neck to look around, then he suddenly felt something, looked up, and soon saw someone flying over, the person who came was handsome, looked very young, was standing On a big sword.

Duan Cheng waved: "Uncle Yi."

The man jumped off the sword and looked at him with a smile: "Congratulations, young master, you have advanced."

"How did you come?"

"The boss saw the sky just now, and guessed that the young master had advanced, so he used the sound transmission talisman to ask, but you didn't reply. The boss was worried that something might happen to you, so let me take a look."

Duan Cheng responded. When he received the sound transmission talisman, he was just trying to test someone out. He didn't have time to return. He waved his hand: "Tell him I'm fine, and I'll come back in a few days."

"Where are you going?"

"I have something to do."

Uncle Yi didn't ask any further questions, and told Duan Cheng to be careful. He was about to leave when he heard harsh beeps coming from far to near. Then the ambulance stopped quickly in front of him, the door opened, and doctors and nurses rushed in.

Duan Cheng reacted silently for a second, then jumped up from the ground: "What are you doing?"

"Who is Duan Cheng?"

"how do I?"

The nurse looked at him: "Aren't you okay? Someone called just now and said that you hurt your head, which caused hemiplegia and even mental problems."

Duan Cheng: "..."

Uncle Yi: "..."

Duan Cheng was furious in an instant, Uncle Yi saw that he was going to overturn his ambulance, he hurriedly held him down, told the doctor that it was a misunderstanding, and gave them money to leave quickly, the Duan family is now so famous in the cultivation world , in addition to his strong strength, he also has a sturdy style of acting, which has been unmatched for so many years.

The members of the Duan family, at best they say domineering, at worst...that's two.

"Damn it," Duan Cheng paced back and forth angrily, without any weakness, "I'm so pitiful and trying so hard to pack it up and take it away, but it's useless!"

"..." Uncle Yi asked, "What's going on?"

Duan Cheng narrated it while avoiding the important things, and Uncle Yi said: "Normal people probably wouldn't bring strangers home."

"Didn't those old men say that monks have a high status?!"

"...Master, the times are different, there is a gap of hundreds of years."

Duan Cheng: "..."

"Why do you have to go home with him?"

Duan Cheng was silent.

Uncle Yi changed the subject when he saw this, and persuaded: "Let's go back first, your advanced cultivation base is not stable just now, you need to strengthen it."

Duan Cheng nodded, and was silent for a moment: "Uncle Yi, do you think there is a magic weapon in this world that can freely enter and exit the restriction without being discovered?"

Uncle Yi shook his head in surprise: "How is it possible."

Restrictions are inseparable from the lives of monks. They don't like to disturb, discuss secrets, imprison prisoners, build caves to hide treasures...these all use restrictions. There are countless good treasures, but there is no way to get in by scratching their heads, and the forbidden areas of some large sects are forbidden by the heads of the past generations. Only by covering them layer by layer can they be solid. If there is such a magic weapon, the prohibition will be like a fake, as long as it is operated properly , the baby will become something in the pocket, and other people's secrets will no longer be secrets. How can such a heaven-defying thing exist?

Duan Cheng smiled: "It's true."

But at that time, a certain frail young man stepped over the two restrictions he had set in succession, and appeared in front of his eyes inconceivably. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed it.

Is the boy wearing something on his body, or is there something wrong with him?

Duan Cheng drew out the magic weapon and left with the invisibility formula. He originally planned to establish a good relationship with the young man and observe closely, but he was tricked. He gritted his teeth angrily. Since he dared to trick him, then don't think about it. .

By the way, what was that kid's name... He stopped in mid-air, thought for a while, the corner of his mouth twitched, he seemed to have forgotten to ask.