Refinement, masculinity

There are fences around the construction site. This is the first floor of the building. Le Rong quickly put up a barrier to prevent people outside from hearing the noise. She stared at Meng Xiaodong, terrified in her heart. She didn't believe that an ordinary person would have such ability, so she should It's related to the magic weapon, but she scanned it with her spiritual sense and didn't find anything, but she can be sure that it is definitely on him.

She didn't expect there to be such a powerful magic weapon in the world, and finally understood the reason why Qi Jun approached him, but Qi Jun's method was more gentle, and she was not so patient.

Meng Xiaodong got up from the ground, not caring about shaking off the stained cement, and stepped back a few steps to look at her vigilantly, only to feel that this person's eyes were extremely bright, with some kind of inexplicable heat, which made him very scared: "You ...what are you going to do?"

Le Rong didn't answer, but raised his hand, a crescent knife glowing with faint blue light was pressed against his neck in an instant, the cold breath could even cut the skin.

Meng Xiaodong's face turned pale in an instant, he looked at the knife floating in the air, and then suddenly remembered how he got here, his eyes were horrified, and he looked at her like a monster: "You..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Le Rong interrupted coldly, "Did you take it off yourself, or should I slit all your clothes off?"

Meng Xiaodong backed away again in fright, but found that the knife was following him closely, so he stretched out his hand to put on his coat, trembling uncontrollably, and even cried: "I... I'll take it off...don't kill me... "

Le Rong raised his hand, retracted the knife a little bit, still hanging in the air, and ordered: "Hurry up, I don't want your life."

Meng Ling had been trying to break through just now, but perhaps because Le Rong was an acquaintance, although Meng Xiaodong was terrified, he didn't collapse, but was very nervous and concentrated, so he couldn't break through.

Can't you cooperate with a little fainting?What are you holding on to?He cursed in his heart and continued to look for opportunities.

Meng Xiaodong was trembling all over, and took off his clothes tremblingly.

Le Rong stared at him without blinking, her eyes became hotter and hotter, she knew very well what it would mean to have this magic weapon, even Qi Jun would change his attitude and circle around her, but her Taoist companion might not necessarily Qi Jun can't, she will have a better choice.

Meng Xiaodong had already taken off his coat, and while taking off his sweater, he was paying attention to her every move, as if she was some kind of scourge.

Le Rong raised the corner of her mouth and showed a smile: "Do you want to know what I do? Have you ever heard of cultivation?"

Meng Xiaodong was shocked: "...Cultivation?"

Le Rong responded, recalled the crescent knife, stepped on it lightly, with a cold and arrogant expression, and looked down from above: "I am a monk, and so is Qi Jun."

Meng Xiaodong's expression changed instantly: "He...he too?"

"Well, he will definitely not tell you," Le Rong said sarcastically, "because we will go to the Xiuzhen Academy soon, in fact, he didn't have to go to the school, but in order to get close to you, he had to come, you know Is that why?"

Meng Xiaodong shook his head violently, and retreated evasively: "...I don't want to know, I don't believe you."

Le Rong fell to the ground again, and greeted the crescent knife: "Don't stop, keep taking it off."

She looked at him with even more sarcasm in her eyes, "To tell you the truth, you have something very useful to us, that's why Qi Jun approached you, and you don't even think about it, why did you start chasing you just after you met him?" , do you really think he likes you? What is there to like about a cowardly mortal like you?"

She is not afraid to tell Meng Xiaodong the truth, and she is not afraid that he will confront Qi Jun. After she finishes doing this tonight, Qi Jun will definitely guess that the magic weapon is in her hands, but she has already hidden the magic weapon when he finds out Well, the two of them are family friends, and with so many years of friendship, even if Qi Jun gets angry, he won't do anything to her, on the contrary, maybe he will please her.

She is not going to kill Meng Xiaodong, one is that even if she kills her, Qi Jun will guess the truth, and the other is that she doesn't want to, she wants to save Meng Xiaodong's life, so that he can clearly realize how big the gap between them is , How overconfident he is, how ridiculous the love he is thinking about is.

"It's not true..." Meng Xiaodong murmured, recalling the last conversation, and insisted, "He asked me to believe him, but I don't believe you, it's not true."

"Then you go ask him, I didn't lie this time," Le Rong sneered, "I know Qi Jun, although he deliberately approached you, but his bottom line will not change, you can think about it carefully, he is only with you on the surface Close, have you said 'I love you' or 'I like you' to you in the past six months? Have you kissed you? No, right? Because he looks down on you."

Meng Xiaodong finally collapsed and could hardly stand up: "You are talking nonsense!"

Meng Ling was keenly aware of the weakening of the barrier and rushed quickly.

"I was really not sure what he thought of you before, but now that I know, I can be sure," Le Rong smiled happily, "Looking at your reaction, I must have guessed right, he just looks down on you."

"No, you're talking nonsense..." Meng Xiaodong's consciousness gradually became blurred, his heart was filled with grief, tears welled up in his eyes, he had already taken off only his shirt, and he had just unbuttoned the second lesson, revealing his white chest.

Le Rong saw a few patterns with sharp eyes, and thought it was a magic weapon, she was overjoyed and didn't want to wait any longer, so she swung the crescent knife suddenly, trying to cut the shirt open.

Meng Xiaodong only felt a cold and sharp aura approaching him, thinking that he would be killed, unable to hold on any longer, his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

He suddenly fainted, and the crescent knife fell into the air. Le Rong stepped forward impatiently, and unbuttoned the third button, and immediately saw what was on it. His expression suddenly changed, he stepped back, and fell to the ground: " Duan... the Duan family..."

Meng Ling opened his eyes, sat up slowly, and stared at her without blinking.

Le Rong lost her usual arrogance, her eyes were terrified, and she didn't even notice that his eyes were completely different from the past, as if she was a different person. She got up in a panic, unbelievable: "You are actually from the Duan family..."

She spoke and saw the following lines, her expression changed again, she turned and fled while stepping on the crescent knife, her figure disappeared without a trace.

Meng Ling fell silent for a moment. What did that bastard Duan Cheng write on him?

He thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Duan Cheng. In order to prevent Meng Xiaodong from finding out, there was no Duan Cheng's number in the address book. He memorized it. He only sent two words, which were quite meaningful: very good.

He got up slowly, carefully cleaned the soil on his body, put on his clothes and groped out of the construction site. This place is not far from the school. After thinking about it, he didn't really want to go back, so he found an Internet cafe nearby, wondering how popular the post was. to what extent.

He quickly opened the web page and found that only one was very popular, and it was the one with private messages. He glanced at the upper right corner and found countless private messages, so he clicked on them. In the hair, three letters every morning, noon and night, quite persistent.

He was silent for a while, and replied: In?

The reaction from the other end was quite quick: you finally appeared again, I was about to vomit blood waiting for it!

Meng Ling: Oh.

Over there: Where did you see the cold marrow grass, tell me.

Meng Ling thought of Duan Cheng's words, knowing that people who rely on elixir to improve their cultivation will be unlucky sooner or later, and then remembered the face of a hypocrite, and his favorability for this stranger dropped a bit, so he held his temper: What do you want it for?

On the other end: My dad has always wanted to use it to make alchemy. I am going to school soon, and I want to help him find it before school starts. I want two plants. Do you really have any?

It turned out to be like this... The loathing in Meng Ling's heart disappeared, and he asked in surprise: "School starts?"Cultivation Academy?

Over there: How do you know?You want to go too?

Meng Ling: Yes.

Over there: What a coincidence!My name is Fengbai, how about you?

Meng Ling's heart moved. There were very few default candidates for class 1. When he first heard about it, he asked curiously, and Duan Cheng told him all those people. Feng Bai happened to be inside. He typed on the keyboard: Meng Ling .

Feng Bai: Well, I went to play with you on the first day of school. By the way, where did you see the cold marrow grass?

Meng Ling narrowed his eyes slightly. He was being used by a hypocrite again today. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was too cheap for him. He pondered for a while: As long as two plants, right?

Feng Bai: Well, you have?

Meng Ling: I can try it, just wait for me for a few days.

Feng Bai: Okay, how much is it?Or do you want something else?

Meng Ling: I owe it first, and I will talk about it after I think it over. Don't worry, my request will not be too much.

Feng Bai: Okay, thank you.

Meng Ling chatted with him a few words, refunded his money and left. He thought about it, if he didn't want Meng Xiaodong to discover his existence, he would have to take off his clothes and lie on the construction site. Stay one night, go back to school at dawn, and lie down on the bench in the dormitory area, so that Meng Xiaodong may feel that she was thrown back by Le Rong.

He remembered that there was a McDonald's near the school gate, so he walked slowly along the road there, but the phone rang before he took two steps. He took a look and was a little surprised: "Hello? Aren't you in retreat?"

"I'm done," Duan Cheng asked, "Where are you?"

"Outside the school, on the road."

Duan Cheng hung up and started looking for a wife. He saw the text message when he came out of the magic weapon today, and ran to the small courtyard immediately, pinching the mobile phone, his face full of excitement: "Uncle Yi, my daughter-in-law praised me for being good, you said I Do you want to strike him while the iron is hot?"

"..." Uncle Yi said, "Master, you are only 17 years old, not yet an adult."

Duan Cheng turned a deaf ear, saw his father out of the corner of his eye, and hurried over to ask.

Duan's father was heartbroken: "Do you still need me to teach you? Isn't the answer obvious?!"

"I understand."

Duan's father patted his shoulder: "Go, I will give you a red envelope after you take it."

"Ok!"

Uncle Yi: "..." What a miserable family is this?

Duan Cheng stepped on the magic weapon happily and flew away, but when he went to the school to see, his wife was not there, so he called to ask, he flew high into the sky, soon found his wife, and immediately descended in front of him.

Meng Ling stared at him for a while, then remembered what he had promised Feng Bai, and slowly narrowed his eyes: "Duan Cheng."

It was the first time Duan Cheng saw him with a smile in his eyes. Although he felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped a bit, he still rushed forward without hesitation, screaming, "Here!"

"I have something to discuss with you."

"What is it, go to bed?"

Meng Ling: "..."