Refinement, masculinity

At the end of the corridor is a gazebo, surrounded by luxuriant dragon bamboos, washed by the rain, as if deliberately painted with paint, the green is shining.Duan Ze walked in slowly, seeing his younger brother coming, he set up a restraint, and spoke first: "Want to ask about Ye Jue?"

Duan Cheng nodded, then paused: "Is he using his real name?"

"Well, he came here for your wife," Duan Ze glanced at him, "Haven't you ever wondered why he can hide his cultivation?"

Duan Cheng was startled, and blurted out: "Missing five?"

If a monk wants to hide his cultivation, he can use specific magic tools or elixir, but they are very difficult to find, and almost become legendary things. In order to help him enter the academy smoothly, the family members searched for a long time, but Without any clues, in the end it was his third aunt, Ye Yangchen, who suddenly remembered that Que Wu was extremely talented in medicine pills and magic weapons, so she went to discuss it with him, and Que Wu happened to be more interested in this matter, so she agreed to give it a try , Only then did the elixir be refined.

He originally thought that since Ye Jue could sneak into the academy, the backstage must be very strong. Maybe he could really find one of those two things. Now, according to his second brother, Ye Jue also got the medicine from Que Wu?

He thought for a while: "Quie Wu is not an easy-talking person, what does Yejue have to do with him?"

"Friend, Quewu heard that there is a student against the heavens here. I am curious and want to know if your wife has a rare magic weapon or a precious elixir, but he couldn't get away by himself, so he got rid of Ye Jue." Come in."

"Impossible," Duan Cheng immediately frowned, "You know the principal's personality better than me, and what kind of place is this? If you could just throw people in with just an excuse, the academy would have closed its doors long ago."

"This is the reason he gave me," Duan Ze said slowly, "I know he didn't lie to me, and I know there must be something else hidden in it. He didn't say everything, but let me tell you that Ye will never treat your wife Unfavorable, let you rest assured."

"Just ask without saying anything," Duan Cheng couldn't help complaining, "He came here for my wife, how can I rest assured?"

"He looks gentle on the outside, but his temper is stronger than anyone else," Duan Ze said with a careless smile on his lips, "It's useless for me to ask about the things he doesn't want to say."

Duan Cheng squinted at him: "It's because you can't handle him."

Duan Ze raised his eyebrows: "Huh?"

Duan Cheng took half a step back, brave enough to say, "You just can't handle your wife, otherwise why didn't he tell you?" He paused slightly, "You said that if I exchange news with him about you pretending to be raped, he will exchange news with you." ?"

Duan Ze didn't answer, just stared at him quietly, and slowly deepened his smile, gloomy.

Duan Cheng was terrified by his laughter, backed away again, trembling, staring at him at the same time.

Duan Ze sneered: "It's useless to provoke me."

Duan Cheng's shoulders slumped and he rubbed his nose. He knew that the second brother would definitely help with this matter, but according to the second brother's casual temper, he didn't know when it would come to fruition, so he had to add fire. How do the brothers usually interact with each other? Pinching will not harm the other party's interests, just like he will not really expose the second brother's poor thing, Duan Ze will naturally not watch him worry and ignore it.

"Okay, I'll find a way to help you ask, let's go."

Duan Cheng followed silently, and suddenly said, "The news about my wife spread quickly?"

"Well, this is not a military camp. Both students and teachers can contact the outside world at any time. His story has already spread. It is estimated that there will be more sects who come to the academy to pick people when they graduate this year. Some famous casual and magic cultivators."

Duan Cheng responded, although most of the demon cultivators are vicious and disdainful, but they really want to seek the way, but the number of people is small, so that people's overall impression of the demon cultivators is very bad. There are indeed a few famous ones in the cultivation world Moxiu, if the target is them, the principal will not refuse them to choose candidates. Of course, students have the right to decide, and how to choose their future path depends on their own wishes. As for those casual cultivators, even if they have no intention of accepting apprentices It is very likely that they will come to join in the fun on the day of graduation, I just hope that nothing will go wrong then.

Duan Ze walked out slowly and glanced at him: "I just saw a hickey on Xiao Ling's neck, did you get it?"

"That's it!" Duan Cheng raised his head proudly. Although he didn't make it to the last step, it was just around the corner. He licked the corner of his mouth with a proud face, "My daughter-in-law is voluntary, do you understand? Your little tricks are comparable to mine. It looks so weak!"

Duan Ze looked at him with a smile, removed the restriction, and recruited a teacher casually, and raised his chin at Duan Cheng: "This student is stupid and can't calm down to practice, let him meditate here, so as not to disturb others, you Responsible for watching."

The teacher nodded and stood beside him.

"..." Duan Cheng said, "I don't, I'm going to accompany my wife!"

Duan Ze laughed sinisterly: "I forgot that it's raining now, why don't I use a restraint to block the sound so that you can concentrate on your cultivation, huh?"

Duan Cheng immediately shut up, quickly sat down on the ground, and completely resigned to his fate. If that's the case, according to his second brother's perverted temperament, he will not even think about it for at least the next three days.

Only then was Duan Ze satisfied, turned and left with his younger brother's resentful eyes on him.

So when Meng Ling finished meditating, he found that someone beside him had disappeared, replaced by Ye Jue, and he was startled for a moment: "Where are the others?"

"I was called away by Teacher Duan."

Meng Ling nodded and looked at him. That strange feeling came to him again, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Ye Jue glanced into the distance and got up: "Since you're awake, I'm leaving."

Meng Ling immediately understood that this person was afraid that something might go wrong with his meditation, so he was helping him protect the Dharma, just like what Duan Cheng usually did. Trusting others easily, and instinctively repelling and alienating strangers, but facing Ye Jue, she doesn't feel this way, and even has an inexplicable sense of intimacy, which is incredible.

"Daughter-in-law~"

Meng Ling returned to his senses slightly, looked ahead, and saw Duan Cheng running over quickly, sitting on the cushion beside him, and hugged him into his arms, very pitifully: "Daughter-in-law..."

Meng Ling broke away a little: "What?"

"Abused."

"What's the reason for this time?"

"He saw that I had chased my wife, so he was envious and jealous." Duan Cheng gritted his teeth.

"...you told him?"

"He guessed it himself."

Meng Ling was surprised: "How did you guess?"

Duan Cheng blinked, and was about to organize his words, but he saw Duan Ze approaching at some point, lazily leaning against the pillar, smiling wickedly: "Because you have a hickey on your neck."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Ze raised his eyebrows happily: "Why, you don't know yet?"

Meng Ling turned his head a little bit, stared at Duan Cheng closely, and felt cold all over his body.

Duan Cheng immediately covered his face and looked at death like home: "Okay, let's fight."

Meng Ling: "..."

The rain didn't stop until night, Duan Cheng wanted to go get an umbrella, but Meng Ling said it was not necessary, so Duan Cheng had no choice but to give up, dragged him to the cafeteria, told his wife to sit down obediently, and went to buy it by himself But when he came back happily with the tray, there was a person sitting beside his wife, and he was immediately upset: "Why are you here, kid?"

Ye Jue glanced at him: "I am willing."

"I don't know how annoying being a light bulb is?"

"do not know."

Duan Cheng's forehead twitched, Meng Ling saw that he was about to get angry, and hurriedly said, "Don't make noise."

Duan Cheng groaned a few times, sat down opposite his daughter-in-law, took two symbolic bites, put down his chopsticks, and ran around the table to hug his daughter-in-law. He looked at Ye Jue, very kindly: "Brother, move to the side."

Ye Jue had no objection, moved aside a bit and waited for Duancheng to come in. Since the place was relatively narrow, the two inevitably had some contact. At that moment they squinted at the same time, and their first reaction was that the opportunity had come, so they quickly probed each other's spiritual roots. Then they changed color.

Ye Jue stared at him, and asked in a low voice, "...Water and fire dual spiritual roots, Duan Cheng?"

Duan Cheng looked at him, with a smile on his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Yes."

Ye Jue responded, sat in silence for a while, got up and left.

Duan Cheng didn't even raise his eyelids, and concentrated on being with his wife. Meng Ling keenly sensed that the atmosphere between them was not right, but he knew that this was not the place to talk, so he continued to eat.

When they returned to the small courtyard, Ye Jue had just come out of the shower. Duan Cheng glanced at him, closed the courtyard door with his backhand, and walked forward slowly. As he moved, the surrounding raindrops gradually gathered into a stream of water, spinning at high speed in the air, Then without warning, it shot at Ye Jue in a surrounding momentum, very sharp.

Ye Jue's expression remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to make a tactic, only to see that the streams of water condensed into ice inch by inch at a distance of half a meter from him, and hit the ground, splashing ice slag everywhere. He looked up and looked at Duan with cold eyes. city.

Meng Ling didn't know what they were going to do, so he couldn't help but stepped forward. Duan Cheng took half a step, took his hand and pulled him behind him, staring at Ye Jue closely: "Tell me something, what do you want to do in the academy?"

"No comment," Ye Jue paused, "I mean no harm."

"You better not have any malicious intentions." Duan Cheng glanced at him coldly, stopped talking, took his wife back to the house, found the pajamas, and went to the bathroom with him.

Meng Ling frowned: "What's going on?"

"When I was exploring his spiritual root in the cafeteria just now, I touched his bone age by the way," Duan Cheng said solemnly, "He is really only 13 years old, not deliberately pretending."

Meng Ling was silent for a moment: "...Are all children these days so precocious?"

"You have no right to speak of others."

Meng Ling stared at him: "...So you also know that I am young."

Duan Cheng reacted for a second, and immediately screamed: "No, no, daughter-in-law, you are not young. If you were in ancient times, you would be at the age when you were talking about marriage. You can have a bridal chamber, so I don't have to wait until you are an adult. You can do that now."

Meng Ling: "..."

"Really, don't lie to you."

Seeing that the matter was getting more and more ridiculous, Meng Ling pulled it back in time: "Enough, let's get to the point, you did it to him only because he was young?"

"No, he has an excellent ice spirit root, better than my third aunt's, and the aura I used just now is equivalent to the late stage of condensing qi, that is, the cultivation base of the ninth level of condensing qi. Since he can take it, it means The cultivation base must be at the ninth floor of condensing energy or even higher," Duan Cheng paused every word, "He is only 13 years old, and I didn't have such a high cultivation base when I was 13 years old. It's all over the place, but I've never heard his name before."

Meng Ling's heart sank, and he also knew that the matter was not simple, so he thought for a while: "Did your second brother say anything?"

Duan Cheng briefly explained the matter: "That's all, as for the others...my second brother hasn't found out yet."

Meng Ling was silent, and after a while he said hesitantly, "Actually, I really don't think he has any malicious intentions."

Duan Cheng touched his face, but didn't say anything, no matter what, he would never let his wife get hurt.

Meng Ling pressed his hand down: "Okay, wait until your second brother finishes checking, go out, I'll take a shower."

"What are you going out for?" Duan Cheng's eyes lit up, "We're all in anyway, let's wash together." He said without waiting for his wife's objection, quickly took off his clothes, and looked at him naked.

"..." Meng Ling said, "Young man, you should wash first."

Duan Cheng hurriedly hugged him to prevent him from leaving, pressed him firmly in his arms, and began to unbutton his clothes, then dragged him to the shower to take a bath, ate some tofu by the way, made out for a while, and then went back to the room satisfied.

Meng Ling looked at the big wedding bed expressionlessly, and instantly remembered what happened at noon. He couldn't help touching his neck and looked at Duan Cheng, who was also looking at the big bed with a smirk on his face, bubbling with happiness.

Meng Ling: "..."

"Daughter-in-law," Duan Cheng rubbed over, "Are you sleeping?"

"...it's not dark yet, thank you."

"It's okay, we can lie down and talk, cultivate the atmosphere, and do something meaningful."

"..." Meng Ling said, "Young man, you should hurry up and meditate."

Duan Cheng was startled: "You know?"

"Ah."

"It won't rain today," Duan Cheng kissed him, "I will guard you."

Meng Ling knew that he was guarding against Yejue, and was about to say that it was okay, but he was keenly aware of a hand protruding from his pajamas, and immediately pushed him away, got up and left: "If you don't go, I will go."

After he finished speaking, he sat down in the living room, closed his eyes and settled down.

Duan Cheng: "..."

It rained heavily for two days, and finally cleared up. At that time, it happened to be the fourth month after the beginning of school. Except for a few students, everyone else had more or less cultivation, so they could reduce some meditation time and use it to learn other knowledge , and the fencing class is almost coming to an end, so this day is the day to change the class schedule uniformly.

Meng Ling woke up early and looked at Duan Cheng with some hesitation: "You..."

Duan Cheng smiled and leaned over to kiss him on the cheek: "What?"

Meng Ling got up and looked at him: "Why can I see your cultivation?"

Duan Cheng was stunned for a moment, and sat up suddenly: "What?" He reacted for a few seconds, and screamed, "Is there a time limit for the medicine that is short of five?! It's a lie!"

Meng Ling: "..."