Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon brother

The first class of freshmen held a warm celebration ceremony.

Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong didn't return to the dormitory until nightfall.

Wang Dong sat cross-legged on the bed, lowering his head as if thinking about something.

He raised his head, his pink blue eyes were extremely beautiful,

"Dong Jun, you should also come from a big family, otherwise how could you know Dai Huabin and have some conflicts with him?"

He had kept this question in his mind since noon, but Xiao Xiao was always by his side, so it was not convenient to ask.

Dai Huabin is from the White Tiger Duke's Palace, and there is no doubt about his iconic martial spirit. Anyone with a little common sense can identify it.

Huo Dongjun was silent for a while.

He saw the young man's silence, and Wang Dong smiled indifferently, "If it's inconvenient to say, there's no need to say it."

"It's nothing. In fact, the two questions you asked are both the same question."

Huo Dongjun picked up the tea leaves on the table and brewed them again with skillful techniques.

The tea is a soothing evergreen needle. Brewing it before going to bed not only does not affect your sleep, but also helps you feel refreshed the next day.

Tea is expensive and is a special supply for the core disciples of the Soul Guidance Department.

"He and I both come from the White Tiger Duke's Palace, and he is the second son of the main line. Wherever there are people, there will be friction. It is normal for me and him to have some conflicts."

Huo Dongjun took out two cups, poured one for Wang Dong, and then poured another for himself.

Wang Dong stretched out his white hands, took the tea cup from the white-haired boy, and drank in small sips. There was a slight smile on his face, and his delicate appearance looked particularly pleasant.

"The martial soul fusion skills of the two of them are really strong. It is estimated that they have the fluctuations of peak soul kings. If both of them are third-level, wouldn't their power be even more terrifying?"

The young man said casually, his long eyelashes blinking.

"Indeed, the higher the compatibility between the two of them, the greater the power. It is indeed a very magical soul skill." Huo Dongjun agreed.

Because of their compatibility, the two of them have become one, and they can continue to grow with their cultivation. It can be said to be the most top-notch soul skill.

Wang Dong thought thoughtfully, "You think it would be great if the two of us also had this kind of skill?"

His voice was soft, with a little hope and expectation.

Upon hearing this, Huo Dongjun's hand that had just picked up the cup stopped in the air, and the clear green tea soup rippled.

Cold sweat broke out on the boy's back.

But Huo Dongjun quickly controlled his expression and said with a relaxed smile, "How can such a good thing happen? The compatibility of martial souls is unique, so how can it be possible for you and me to bump into all good things?"

He calmly put the tea into his mouth, his Adam's apple rising and falling.

The bitterness of the tea is very light, and the sweetness is not obvious, but it has a silent effect of moisturizing things.

Wang Dong lowered his head, seeming to be thinking about something, with a slight blush on his delicate side face.

He seemed to have finally made up his mind, raised his head and looked at Huo Dongjun again, with a strange look in his eyes, and said seriously,

"You have already told me your life story. It would be unkind of me to hide it any more. In fact, my abilities have always been concealed, and so has my aura."

Huo Dongjun looked at Wang Dong blankly, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Although you can't feel my aura, the first time I saw you possessed by your martial spirit, I felt very close to you.

But this is all because of the restriction of a force that keeps my breath from spreading. "

Wang Dong continued, his face blushing even more.

The first time he was possessed by a martial spirit was probably when he was fighting Zhou Yi. It seemed that it was at that time that Wang Dong's attitude towards him changed.

But such a discovery did not make Huo Dongjun feel half happy at all.

In the original timeline, Wang Dong could merge with Huo Yuhao's three-life martial arts spirit.

But why can Wang Dong feel close to him now?

Although he and Yuhao are twins, they are very different in terms of personality and martial arts. How can Wang Dong feel close to him?

The most important thing is that he is a twin martial soul, not a third martial soul!

Electrolux is not here.

Huo Dongjun drank the last of the tea in one gulp, and then focused on Wang Dong again, as if he was sizing him up again.

Is it a coincidence that the world line is inertially converging, or is it...

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique"

"How about giving it a try?" Wang Dong asked.

He spread his hands and put his legs in a duck-sitting position, kneeling obediently, with a little tangled emotion on his delicate face.

Huo Dongjun's heartbeat accelerated slightly, and the person in front of him had an invisible attraction.

He really wanted to know what was going on, was it a coincidence out of Wang Dong's curiosity, or was it a coincidence?

The white-haired boy stood up and walked towards Wang Dong step by step.

Wang Dong's delicate face was getting closer and closer, and Huo Dongjun could even see the fine hair on his face.

The boy with pink and blue hair subconsciously tensed up his body, entering a special state of stiffness.

This was the first time he had such close contact with a boy of his own age, and he suddenly began to feel a little overwhelmed.

I felt nervous and panicked inside, and the youthful aura belonging to a boy came to my face.

Huo Dongjun subconsciously hugged Wang Dong. The soft touch was unforgettable, with a soft and boneless smell and a faint fragrance.

The smooth feel is impressive.

"How do you feel?" Wang Dong whispered, his voice very low.

Huo Dongjun's body smelled of dry sunshine, clear and clean. This novel experience had already made Wang Dong's pretty face turn red.

The bright aura slowly overflowed from Wang Dong's body, stimulating the soul power in Huo Dongjun's body.

Then, there was a richer breath of life,

Then, there is a thick and sharp aura, a mixture of pitch black and red.

As Wang Dong's aura changed three times in a row, each change made her feel more intimate with him.

When Huo Dongjun was shocked, even panicked.

Wang Dong also widened his eyes, and Huo Dongjun's body gradually became red-gold, carrying the aura of Zhaohui.

The red gold circulates and soon turns into blue gold,

Finally, it turned into a mixture of black and red.

The colors on both of them are almost the same.

At this moment, a gray bead appeared out of thin air and pointed directly at Huo Dongjun.

In the young man's mind, a word rang out, "Holding the sun and moon in hand to pick the stars, there is no self in the world."

Huo Dongjun suddenly opened his eyes and yelled in his mind, 'Get out! '

On the ancient mysterious monument, the Demon Summoning Sutra once again appeared in mysterious script. A jet of dark scarlet swept across, bringing up layers of halo, and a red moon slowly rose in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Throw the gray beads away.

Wang Dong's body comes from the ocean and forest, and the endless life breath constantly emerges on its own initiative, echoing with Huo Dongjun's body of thousands of years of ice.

The atmosphere of the two people was further harmonized again.

Huo Dongjun found that after he shook the gray beads away, he had already lost the possibility of escaping.

The auras on their bodies are constantly changing, slowly combining and condensing together.