Male God Cultivation Manual

"Thank you, Atobe." After getting off the helicopter, Feng He sincerely thanked Mr. Atobe, who looked very gorgeous this time.

For this kind of thing, even if Atobe doesn't come, no one can say that he is wrong, but he can come so quickly, it really depends on love, so it is appropriate to thank him.

Atobe sat on the helicopter and waved his hands indifferently, "I don't need to say polite words, next time I want to make headlines, don't use such an unglamorous way, huh?"

Fenghe is already used to this kind of arrogant way of speaking, so he just understands it according to his own ideas, "I will pay attention to safety next time, thank you." Although sometimes things don't develop completely according to his It's imaginable, but he will pay attention to it. He cherishes the hard-won life more than anyone else.

Atobe snorted, turned to the helicopter pilot, "Let's go, go back." Although he didn't pay attention to Feng He, he didn't refute him.

After looking up to see off the helicopter of Jibu's family, Feng He turned around. Qingxue's group was very big-hearted, and they hadn't experienced the slightest haze of the shipwreck accident at all, talking and laughing so happy.

In other words, returning safely from such a big accident is indeed something to be thankful for.

It is really a group of teenagers who always make people feel that the sun is shining brightly without the slightest haze.

Kikumaru was dancing and describing Feng's "Chinese Kung Fu" to Fuji, "You didn't see it at the time, the wind is super strong, when facing two people with knives in their hands, first dodge one of them The attack of the person kicked the person away with one kick, and then..."

Listening to Kikumaru's happy description, Fuji rolled his eyes into crescents with a smile, "Hehe." He didn't know that Feng was so good at martial arts.

Looking at Ju Wan who was in high spirits, Feng He had the urge to help his forehead. How could he explain that he didn't use Chinese Kung Fu?

Could it be that this pot is going to be held firmly on his body?

Forget it, the explanation is probably unclear now, so I won't interrupt their good interest for the time being.

Fenghe thought for a while, then turned directly to Tezuka who was standing beside him, "Tezuka, I won't go back with everyone later." This is already within the scope of Kanagawa Prefecture, and it is not far from where he lives. He hasn't been back for two weeks, so he just can go back and pick up some things by the way.While he had no problem keeping his valuables in his tennis bag, some items were lost in the accident.

Tezuka turned his gaze, the long and narrow phoenix eyes under the glasses were cold but warm, "Is there any problem?"

Feng He nodded, "Well, let's go home, no problem."

"Don't be careless."

"what."

After bidding farewell to everyone in Qingxue, Fenghe stepped on the tram home, sat down on the seat, leaned the tennis bag beside him, and then took out his mobile phone to open it.Since he found that there was no signal, he simply turned off the phone.

After the familiar start-up ringtone rang, the phone kept vibrating, full of text message notifications for missed calls.

Feng He frowned slightly, and when he opened the text message list, his heart sank.

It was Yukimura and Sanada's phone call. No, they must have seen the news about the accident on the cruise ship.

Before he had time to read the text message, Feng He directly pressed the callback, and the call was connected almost as soon as the ringtone rang, and he said without the slightest hesitation, "Hi, it's me."

Yukimura on the other end of the phone was relieved when he heard the familiar voice, but the voice he asked was more gentle than usual, "I saw the news about the accident on the cruise ship, Are you okay?" After speaking with Sanada, he also checked the news in detail, probably because the person who reported the report was not particularly clear about the inside story, so the report was vague, but the news of the rescue had been confirmed and the ship did not sink immediately. .As long as the ship does not sink, the chances of people being safe are much greater.Now that Feng called and heard his voice, Yukimura was really relieved.

On the other side, the sound of the wind was still steady, reassuring, "I'm fine, there was an accident on the cruise ship, but everyone on board was rescued safely." The explosion also happened in the unmanned cabin, although the violent shaking made the ship Everyone was terrified, but fortunately there was no danger to their lives.

"Are you injured?" Although Feng said it was fine, but after all, it was such a chaotic and dangerous scene, and the scene of thick smoke billowing in the news still feels shocking to Yukimura.

"Don't worry," Feng He's calm voice carried a strong sense of comfort.Comparing his heart to his heart, if he knew the news that Yukimura might be in a shipwreck, he would probably be quite frightened, "I was on the other side of the court when the explosion happened, and I didn't suffer any injuries."

Yukimura heaved a sigh of relief and frowned at the same time. Although it is good that he was not injured, how could there be an explosion on the cruise ship, "Then where are you now? Have you returned to land safely?"

Feng He looked up at the coastal scene that flashed out of the window, "I have been rescued safely back to land," thanked Atobe's helicopter, "I am now on my way back to Kanagawa, and the place where I landed is not far from here. Come back by the way, and return to Tokyo at night."

"How did the explosion happen?" Yukimura didn't loosen his brows, "I heard from the news that there are still people pretending to be rich and gambling, what's going on?" Feng didn't say before that he was just going to an invitational match Will so many things happen?

"Well, it's actually a bit complicated." He didn't know why he went to a tennis match and ended up in a shipwreck. After thinking about it, he could only say that the protagonist of Qingxue was lucky.

"Oh," Yukimura chuckled softly. After confirming that Fenghe was safe, those anxieties faded away like a tide, and Li Haida's lord returned to his true self as a demon king. "Is it a bit complicated? Well, aren't you coming back Are you on the way? I’m at school now, anyway, the school is not too far away from your home, so I’ll wait for you, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, I just have time to listen to you,” Yukimura said quite frankly in the last few words Something meaningful, "Speak slowly."

It’s been a long time since I’ve felt the threat from the Great Demon King Xingcun. Feng He felt his heart almost skip a beat, so he calmed down his startled little heart, “Yes.” Would he dare not agree, but , "Just now I saw that Sanada also called me, did he know the news?" So he has to explain it to the deputy minister later?He shouldn't be beaten, no matter what, he's just a victim.

Well, he decided that if Sanada was really angry, he would blame Qing Xue.

"Sanada already knows about it," Yukimura sighed, he was now more relaxed, and there was a half-smile in his voice, "It's the first time I've seen him lose his composure. Now that he knows you're fine, he's fine too. It's time to rest easy."

Isn't his master really trying to scare him?Really not?

Then why did he subconsciously feel his face hurt.

"It made him worry." Although he did feel a little horrified, he actually felt that Yukimura and Sanada were worried about him.For that kind of worry and care, he will also feel very warm and good.

Yukimura understood Fenghe's meaning, and raised the corner of his mouth, "If you are fine, are the other people in Qingxue okay?" Although he was most worried about Fenghe's safety, he was also worried about the group of Qingxue who he knew after all. It is impossible to remain completely indifferent.

"Don't worry, they are all fine, and they should have returned to Tokyo by now." And they didn't seem to have any psychological shadows.

"That's good, I'll tell Sanada the news first, so that he won't worry." Yukimura also wanted to take Sanada into consideration, "I'll talk about it later when we meet."

"Okay, see you later." Feng He hung up the phone, and immediately began to organize words in his mind.

Said, it must be explained in detail, didn't Yukimura say it?He had time to listen to him speak slowly.

Of course, in some places, the spring and autumn style of writing should still be the spring and autumn style of writing, um, there is nothing wrong with it, and he is not trying to lie, but some details can be omitted.

When Feng He walked to the door of the house, Yukimura was already waiting for him. Now that the weather has turned cold, Li Haida has changed into his autumn uniform.

The neckline of the white shirt is neatly tied with a striped tie, and the outside is a black coat, which is very familiar to Feng He. When it gets colder, he will add a sweater inside and a scarf around his neck.

Probably because he was bored while waiting, Yukimura was leaning against the wall, reading a book.The light has always been very fond of the young man whom God cares for. The sun kissed the ends of his hair, danced lightly on his blue-purple hair, generously sprinkled his whole body, and coated him with a layer of soft golden light. How do you see it? It's a very moving picture.

Seeing such a beautiful scenery, Feng He raised the corners of his mouth almost invisible, and approached with light steps.

The book Yukimura was reading was his favorite collection of poetry, he read it very intently, until a slender and graceful hand gently took the book away from him, and he came back to his senses.

Raising his head, what caught his eyes was the boy's hair as lustrous as the blue sky, and Qingxue's blue and white team uniform, which was unexpectedly suitable for him.

After taking the book from Yukimura's hand, Feng He looked down at the cover of the book slightly, "Poetry collection?" It really is Yukimura's hobby.

After a long while, he didn't hear Yukimura's answer, Feng He raised his head in confusion, he and Yukimura were about the same height difference, when he looked straight at him, he was able to meet those blue-purple clear eyes, so clear that he could reflect his own appearance.

The next moment, Feng He was suddenly embraced by someone who couldn't catch him, as if he was finally sure that he was safe and sound, with a grateful hug.

In an instant, the bottom of Feng He's heart was like melted butter, unbelievably soft.

Yukimura, you must be really worried about him.

Reaching out to hug the Son of God who hardly showed his weak side in front of others, Feng He said apologetically, "I'm fine." I'm sorry for making you worry.

Letting Feng He go after a while, Yukimura's face has returned to the gentle smile of the past, "It's fine." Probably, because we usually spend too much time together, so I regard his existence as ordinary, and regard him as normal. I take her gentleness for granted, but when the real possibility of life and death is abruptly put in front of me, I realize that nothing is taken for granted.

"Ah." Feng He agreed, with some caution, "It will be fine."

The smile on Yukimura's face deepened, and he didn't intend to continue this topic, "When will you return to Tokyo?"

"Go back tonight, and we will have morning training tomorrow morning." Feng Hebian opened the door and signaled Yukimura to come in. Well, although he said he wanted morning training, sometimes he really didn't see a few people, and Li Hai The strict morning training here is completely different.However, the styles of the two schools are indeed completely different.

"It seems that Qing Xue's training is also very tight." Yukimura followed Feng He into the house.

"Morning training in the morning is not mandatory." But he has no habit of missing morning training. This is a good habit developed under the strict requirements of Li Hai University, so he has to stick to it, "for a while I haven’t come back, the house will probably be a little dusty.” He said and handed back the collection of poems in his hand to Yukimura, “Sit down first, I’ll boil some water.” After tossing around at sea for so long, he was also thirsty and tired .

"It's okay." Of course Yukimura didn't mind these little things, "Go and do your work first."

"Okay." Feng He put down the tennis bag, turned and went into the kitchen.

After boiling water in the kitchen, Feng He washed the two cups by hand.The electric kettle boiled water quickly, and after waiting for a while, the water was ready. He poured out two glasses of water and walked back to the living room with them.

"Please." Putting the cup in front of Yukimura, he said worriedly, "Be careful, it's hot."

"Yeah." Yukimura, who just buried his head in the book again, raised his head, closed the book in his hand, and didn't plan to read it again, "How is Qing Xue?"

Fenghe sat down on the sofa on the other side of Xingcun, "Not bad." Although the first day was regarded as going to the gym or something, but after getting along for a long time, you will find that the candidates from Qingxue are actually good, even if Even Haitang, who looks very fierce, is no exception, and now he will call him senior awkwardly.Although in his mind, the little kelp is of course cuter, but he can still be regarded as a cute junior.Not to mention Oishi Kikumaru, who was originally very warm and friendly, and it was a pleasure to get along with him.

"It seems to be staying well." Yukimura's mouth raised a gentle curve. Compared with Akaya who was fooled and worried, he was actually not surprised that Feng Neng stayed well in Seigaku.This was the case when Fengcai transferred to Lihai University. It didn't take long for him to get acquainted with everyone.After all, if you get in touch with him for a few more days, you will find that the indifference and unapproachable appearance is just an appearance.

"Ah." Feng He replied, indeed, as an exchange student, he really had a good stay.

"Then," Yukimura put his hands on his chest, the ordinary questioning was over, and it was time to get to the point, "Let's talk about this time."

Feng He, who had already prepared the draft, didn't hesitate at all, "You also know what you received the invitation before." He said it when he called Yukimura.

"Well," Yukimura nodded, "but I only know about Aigaku being invited to a tennis match on the cruise ship."

"At first, everyone thought it was just an ordinary competition. The owner of the boat named Sakura Fubuki claimed to love tennis very much, so he invited Qing Xue, who was the quasi-winner of the national competition, to have an open match with other high school tennis players he invited." He slowly began to talk about their previous experience on the cruise ship, "Unexpectedly, after dinner on the day of boarding, when Sakura Fuki and Tezuka were discussing the order of appearance, they asked for match-fixing and threatened Tezuka and Oishi. Feng He shook the cup in his hand, trying to make the water cool down quickly, "We will not know the truth about this cruise invitation until this time."

"If it's a cruise ship going out to sea," Yukimura frowned slightly, "the phone should have no signal, and there is no way to call the police." It was quite helpless.

"Yes," Fenghe affirmed Yukimura's statement, "so the second day's game will still be played in the order he arranged, but no one wants to play match-fixing."

Yukimura also raised the corners of his mouth, "It's conceivable." Although Aigaku is Rikkai's opponent, but because he is an opponent, he knows each other very well. With the pride of the opponent, he absolutely disdains match-fixing, so that Sakura Fubuki The abacus should be in vain.

His eyes swept over the young man with a cold face in front of him, "Have you played yet?"

"No." Feeling that the temperature of the water in the cup in his hand seemed to drop a bit, Fenghe picked it up and took a sip tentatively, "Ying Fuxue investigated Qingxue's information, but he didn't seem to find my information, so he thought I He's a substitute for Qingxue's tennis team." This was what Kikumaru and the others told him as a joke afterwards.

"Substitute?" Yukimura laughed, and after laughing, his eyes were a little cold, "He has a good eye!" He actually thought that Li Haida's trump card was the substitute.

Feng He didn't seem to care that much, "So the situation of the game is completely tilted towards Qingxue," after all, the strength is there, "This made Ying Fuxue very angry. He locked up everyone except for a few singles. Threatening again to lose the rest of the singles." Even a fake luxury cruise must have cost a fortune.

Yukimura felt his heart tighten when he heard that, "What happened next?" Although Feng said it so lightly, it is conceivable that the people who have set up such a big game are absolutely impossible to be soft-hearted, most of them are ruthless people, and Feng and the others are locked up. I don't know what happened next.

"Later we took the opportunity to escape." It's not like he didn't want to live anymore, and would he take the initiative to confess that he played a hand-to-hand fight with an empty hand, "I went to the arena with Taocheng, and the others tried to find a way to see if they could escape This ship." Then he said more briefly, "I heard from them later that when they were escaping, the people of Sakura Fubuki shot at a key position in the engine room of the ship in order to hunt them down. It caused the explosion of the ship. But the ship was not far from the shore at this time, and soon the rescue team of the Police Self-Defense Forces arrived, and everyone escaped from the ship safely."

"So that's how it is." Only then did Yukimura know the whole story of the incident, and after hearing it, he felt a little scared. He really was a very vicious gangster. Feng and the others were very lucky to be able to escape smoothly.

Of course, although Feng He's narration is somewhat vague, Yukimura also knows that Feng's character is like this, he will only tell things in a simple and clear way, if you want him to tell the ups and downs, the plot is wonderful, I'm afraid it's not good It was possible, so Yukimura didn't think deeply about it while he was thankful.

"Well, thanks to Atobe this time." Fenghe took the opportunity to praise Mr. Shimotobe's magnificent actions, and also diverted Shimoyukimura's attention by the way.

"Hehe, is it a helicopter?" Yukimura also smiled, "It really looks like Atobe."

Fenghe thinks so.

After finally explaining this matter clearly, Fenghe also heaved a sigh of relief, anyway, he is not in Lihai University during this time, and Yukimura should help him explain it to others, so he doesn't have to repeat these things again and again.

After all, if you talk too much, if you are not careful, it will be bad if you reveal your truth.

If, he meant if, if Vice Minister Sanada found out that he took the initiative to deal with two knife-wielding gangsters with his bare hands, he felt that he would definitely lose his face.

And Sanada will definitely strike very quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, so he must firmly remember this lesson.

It hurts just thinking about it, so I should be really thankful.

Fenghe and Yukimura haven't seen each other for a long time. Although they also talked on the phone, it is different from face-to-face.

Now that the business was finished, the topic inevitably shifted. After chatting for a while, Feng He simply took the things he wanted to bring, and planned to go out for dinner with Yukimura before returning to Tokyo.

The food restaurant near his home was originally a taste that he was tired of eating, but he hadn't eaten it for a while, and he seemed to miss it again.

After finding a restaurant with good taste, sat down and ordered something, while waiting for the food, Yukimura suddenly remembered something, "Wind." Even he was worried about things like before, unable to care about him. , now that the matter is over, someone's bad taste is just around the corner again.

"Huh?" Feng He looked up in confusion.

Under the warm yellow lights of the restaurant, Yukimura looked at him quietly, smiling without saying a word.

"What's the matter?" Yukimura looked at Fenghe almost with horror, and didn't understand what was going on at all.

"Did you see me?" Yukimura asked something strange.

Feng He was even more baffled, "I see." He sat face to face with Yukimura, if he couldn't see Yukimura, he might be blind, but he felt that his eyesight was very good and there was no problem at all, "What do you want to say? ?” Why does it feel like there is no beginning and no end.

"I was thinking," Yukimura paused before continuing, "Is this the so-called gentle and doting eyes?"

ha?

What the hell is that tender and doting look in your eyes?Why does he seem to understand every sentence that Yukimura said, but in fact he doesn't understand what each sentence means?

"What are you talking about?" Feng He's light-colored eyes were completely blank.

Yukimura propped his head on his hands, and the movements of the Son of God were graceful, "Akaya told me that those girls think that when you look at me, the gentle and doting eyes are the best."

Feng He could only be thankful that he didn't drink any water, otherwise he would definitely spit out a sip of water.

Really, then the character set he worked so hard to build would be gone.

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little lucky~

Thanks sharon, cocomi cherub for mine.It’s been a long time since I received the Overlord ticket, I’m a little touched, haha~