Refinement, masculinity

The news that Meng Ling was accepted as a disciple by Wen Tian quickly spread in the school. After the last class division incident, some people changed their minds about Meng Ling. They asked very sharp questions, who is the principal?Can he be blind?If there was really a problem with Meng Ling's cultivation, the principal would have taken action long ago.

Someone in the crowd retorted: "Maybe the reason has not been found yet, so there is no reason to move him for the time being."

Those people continued to say: "Okay, let's put it this way, what about this matter now? Wen Tian must have asked his master about his apprenticeship, right? The head of Yizong is such a powerful person. Since he can agree, it means that Meng Ling is fine." .”

"Haven't everyone figured out Wen Tian's character? Maybe he picked it up on a whim, and the head doesn't know yet."

"After accepting an apprentice for so long, how could he not receive any news?"

"What if?"

People from the two parties had a lot of discussions on this issue, and in the end it came to nothing. Those who changed their minds continued to change their minds, and those who didn't like it still didn't like it. However, they both knew that it was easy to verify their guesses. To successfully enter a school and gain the approval of the head of the sect to gain a firm foothold, that is really strong.

In contrast to their boring debates, others quietly came up with Meng Ling's idea. This man has been popular since the beginning of school and has not shown any signs of cooling down. Everyone thinks that he is a potential stock, even though he already has Taoist companion, but that is a short-lived ghost. Compared with them, the combat power is simply negative, and it is very easy to get rid of. Naturally, they cannot let go of this opportunity.

After discussing for a while, everyone felt that the matter looked easy, but one thing must be noted. Meng Ling's refusal to join Class 1 was probably because of Ling Aicheng. If he gave up voluntarily, maybe Meng Ling would resent them, and the loss outweighed the gain.

As soon as they made up their minds, they decided to take a safe approach and began to make side-effects.

Duan Cheng took his daughter-in-law for a walk in the garden after dinner. From a distance, he saw three or four girls standing together. When they got closer, he heard one of them crying loudly and very miserable: " He thinks my cultivation base is low and I'm a short-lived ghost, so he doesn't want me anymore. He also said that talented monks like them can live for a long time in the future. Even if his Taoist companions are not as good as him, at least they should be similar, and I'm too poor to live soon..."

The other girls comforted immediately, and by the way glanced at Ling Aicheng with their corners.

Duan Cheng was very emotional when he heard it. At the beginning, he agreed with his daughter-in-law to come to the academy, in order to encourage him to let him practice hard, so that he could walk with him for a longer time, so he understood very well the anguish caused by such a big difference in cultivation, of course He was talking about it as the other party, but now it's better, the daughter-in-law is against the sky, and her cultivation base is rising. Although I don't know if this is dangerous, at least it is not short-lived, which is great.

He looked at the girl sympathetically, walked quickly, put his arms around his wife and kissed her: "I really hope that you won't be in danger if your cultivation level rises so fast."

Meng Ling glanced at him: "What?"

Duan Cheng pinched his chin and kissed him unsatisfied, and said with a smile: "If there is no problem, then daughter-in-law, you are so good! I am very happy and very gratified!"

Meng Ling didn't understand, so he looked at him, slapped his hand away, and didn't ask any more questions.

A few girls stared at the back: "How is it, does it work?"

"Yes," one of them said excitedly, "the reaction was very intense, hugging and kissing Meng Ling, as if afraid of being abandoned."

"Great!" The other girls clenched their fists, "Sisters, keep working hard and try to make him give up earlier."

"Ok!"

Since Meng Ling and Ling Aicheng's magic classes are separate, in order to prevent Meng Ling from seeing the clues, everyone specially finds Ling Aicheng to act when he is alone, and they are always the same person, in order to prevent the victim from becoming too diligent. Be seen through.

So Duan Cheng often saw that girl's babbling scene, in addition to being a short-lived ghost, he also added some words such as "I am useless, my grades are not good, I will drag others down, I accept my fate, and people like me are not good enough for him" , It is embarrassing.

Duan Cheng would sigh every time he saw it, what a scumbag, if he was born in Duan's family, he would definitely be discounted. He went back to the classroom to take a look at his wife, thinking that he was so happy. How nice to hug again!

Meng Ling tore off the person who was tired of him: "What's wrong with you?"

"Daughter-in-law~" Duan Cheng held his hand full of affection, "No matter what you become in the future, I will never dislike you, I swear."

"...do I need to say thank you?"

"No, no, as long as you do it, don't dislike me."

Meng Ling withdrew his hand expressionlessly: "This deal is not worth it."

Duan Cheng: "..."

The crowd performed for two consecutive weeks, but there was no sign of the two quarreling and separating. After thinking about it, they decided to perform a joint performance in front of them, and sent someone pretending to be a passerby to follow their conversation not far away, and figured out what was going on. Their attitude is good to prescribe the right medicine.

Duan Cheng saw that girl again that day, and said in a low voice, "Daughter-in-law, she has been crying for half a month, it's so miserable."

Meng Ling glanced at him: "Then what's the matter with your expression? Why do I think you purposely leaned over to listen?"

"I used to sympathize with her, but after listening to her talk too much, I felt disgusted, and then I found something else," Duan Cheng smiled and kissed him, "After that, every time I I deliberately listened to a few sentences, in order to brush up my sense of superiority, because when I saw her, I felt very happy."

Meng Ling: "..."

Boy, what is your psychology?

Passerby A who followed silently swallowed a mouthful of blood, twitched and left the stage slowly. After hearing the words, everyone threw up the table angrily. How rough is Ling Aicheng's nerves? !Dare to feel that their efforts were in vain, they are more and more in love with each other now!

Everyone vomited blood in unison.

The army pursuing Feng Bai had been watching from the sidelines, and couldn't help stepping forward at this moment: "How, is there any gain?"

"……No."

"How about hooking up with Meng Ling directly? Have you tried it?"

"Well, Meng Ling basically ignored us, so we still have to attack that short-sensitivity ghost."

The army who pursued Feng Bai sighed: "Looking at you, it's not easy to deal with the short-lived ghost."

Everyone knew that they had to learn from experience to deal with the night judgment, and those who cast the net in a large area could not be distracted from dealing with the affairs over there, so they prepared to let them do it, and patiently persuaded them: "It's actually very easy to handle, the night judgment is so big, and you know what love is." Is it? Even if what Feng Bai said is true, it is very likely that he unilaterally fell in love with him, and it is not the meaning of night judgment at all. If you want the child to let go, just coax a few words?"

The group of people were enlightened instantly, and left with high morale.

So a few days later, when Duan Cheng and his wife finished their meal and took a leisurely walk back to the small courtyard, they saw a cute little loli circling around Ye Jue, as if she wanted to make friends with him.

Ye Jue sat drinking tea without saying a word.

Little Lolita chatted with him for a long time but still didn't reply, she was so sad that she ran away in the cold.

Duan Cheng became interested, and moved the ponytail to the door, watching happily.

Little Loli came back after a while, her shoulders twitched, she was very pitiful, behind her were a few young girls who looked like messengers, they saw that the "playmate of the same age" trick didn't work, so they took specially prepared Toys and snacks, and said with a smile: "She just wants to find someone to play with, so just stay with her. You are a boy, so you can't be cruel to girls. Here, this is for you."

Ye Jue's expression was cold, and he got up to leave, but at this moment he caught a glimpse of something and couldn't help but pause.

Those people could see clearly and put the snack bag on the table: "Take whatever you want, I bought it for you."

Ye Jue stood silently, unmoved.

Those people noticed that he was looking at something sharp-eyed, and immediately picked up the box of chocolate balls and handed it to him, smiling softly: "It's okay if you don't play with our daughter, just don't be aggressive with her in the future, here, for you."

Ye Jue hesitated for a while, nodded to them, reached out to take it, and turned back to the room.

The eyes of the person behind him are bright, and they have found a weakness, hey!

Duan Cheng was also amazed, thinking that this ice cube actually likes chocolate balls?Sure enough, it was a brat, he watched the group of people leave, sat and waited, and soon saw Feng Bai coming, this kid has been running here recently for acting, in order to tell everyone that he is in a relationship.Duan Cheng got up: "Brother."

Feng Bai looked at him: "Huh?"

"Be careful of being pried into the corner of the wall."

"what?"

Duan Cheng then narrated the matter with a smile, Feng Bai was startled, he had finally found a powerful Taoist partner who was not afraid of everyone's harm, how could he just watch the other party turn against him?Without saying a word, he took out the magic weapon and left.Duan Cheng watched his figure disappear in mid-air, stretched himself, and ran to the house to accompany his wife.

Feng Bai showed up early the next morning, his breath was a little messy, it probably didn't stop all night, Meng Ling had already learned what happened from Duan Cheng, and couldn't help being surprised: "Where did you go?"

"I went to the school's supermarket yesterday, but the chocolate balls in it were sold out, so I asked for leave and went off-campus." Feng Bai simply explained, took out a lot of storage bags, and rushed towards Ye Jue's room.

Meng Ling reckoned, according to his senior brother's lack of heart and the degree of scrapping land, he should have bought all the chocolate balls in the supermarket, right?

Feng Bai rushed into the house all the way without even knocking on the door. Ye Jue just got up, his upper body was naked, from this angle, he could clearly see a purple "jue" printed on his left arm, and there were a few scars around him. The pattern was so enchanting that he was startled for a moment.

Ye Jue quickly put on his clothes, and glanced over coldly: "What are you doing?"

Feng Bai came back to his senses, and stuffed the storage bag to him: "It's for you."

Yejue was a little surprised. He opened it and looked. It was full of chocolate balls in various flavors. If they were poured out, they would probably fill half the room.

Feng Bai looked at him expectantly: "I'll take care of your snacks from now on, don't listen to those people and continue pretending to be my Taoist partner, okay?"

Ye Jue looked at him, at the chocolate ball, and at him again: "...Success."

Feng Bai was instantly relieved, wiped off his cold sweat, and left happily.

Duan Cheng was standing in the small courtyard, glanced at him, saw that he still had a few storage bags in his hand, raised his eyebrows: "What are those?"

"Materials," Feng Bai said, "I can't run outside all the time, so I decided to learn how to make chocolate balls."

Duan Cheng stroked his chin and stared at him with a smile: "Brother, I didn't expect you to like to play and cultivate."

"……what?"

Duan Cheng didn't answer, waved his hands, and walked away with his wife in his arms.

Meng Ling concentrated on class as usual, and in the afternoon, he and Feng Bai went to Wen Tian to learn wind-attribute spells.Seeing them coming, Wen Tian got up with a smile: "Let's go to the back mountain."

The two followed obediently, all the way to the top of the mountain. The view from above was wide open, and the main school was in full view. They couldn't help but took a deep breath.

"The wind here is strong, and your cultivation base is not high, so you can only use the wind to practice temporarily." Wen Tian was very patient when teaching, "Today we learn a new spell called Yufeng."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to make a tactic, and saw a small wind began to gather under his feet, slowly lifting his whole body up, wandering casually.

The two looked on the ground, Wen Tian's figure had the beauty of flowing clouds and flowing water, the broken hair on his forehead was blown by the wind, and the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows loomed, which was very pleasing to the eye.

Wen Tian quickly landed on the ground: "When your cultivation base reaches a high level and you have practiced it well, you don't need to use the art. You don't even need to use magic tools in a short distance, and you can directly fly against the wind."

The two listened carefully to the steps of his teaching spells, and began to practice. Meng Ling mobilized all his spiritual energy and tried to gather the surrounding wind, but at this moment he suddenly noticed a strange breath floating in his body, and slowly moved towards his feet. Chung, as if being absorbed by something, he immediately took out the magic weapon and rushed into the air in an instant.

Wen Tian and Feng Bai looked at him together: "What's wrong?"

Meng Ling suppressed the strange fluctuations and stared at the ground: "Didn't you feel anything?"

The two were surprised: "No, what happened to you?"

Meng Ling was silent for a moment, then slowly landed, and concentrated on feeling it, and found that there was no movement on the ground, as if everything just now was an illusion.

Wen Tian asked worriedly, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Meng Ling shook his head to indicate that he was fine, mobilized his spiritual energy, and saw that the fluctuation did not appear again, so he continued to practice, finished a class calmly, and before leaving, he took a last suspicious look at the back mountain, turned and left.

Duan Cheng also just finished his class. They were taking a basic spell class. He and Ye Jue had no cultivation base, so they just found a place to sit and began to watch boredly.

He slowly got out of class, sent a text message to his wife and knew that he was in the back mountain, and got up happily to find him. Unexpectedly, just as he stepped out of the square, he saw a teenager crying to his friend. The lines were quite familiar, nothing more than I was Like a short-lived ghost, the young man suddenly saw him after he finished speaking, and rushed over with a mysterious look, apparently he had something to say.

Duan Cheng thought he was going to pick up his wife anyway, so he happened to be on the way, so he patiently followed him to the small pavilion in the garden.

The young man sobbed: "I know you, you are the one in class three who has no cultivation, be careful, men with high cultivation are not good things, maybe one day they will despise you."

Duan Cheng blinked, finally saw the problem, and when he contacted the previous matter, he was instantly frightened and angry. How dare those short-lived ghosts, trash, and the like talk about him? !

He reacted silently for a second, and became even more frightened and annoyed, what the hell, are you doing this to get my wife's idea out? !