Refinement, masculinity

Among the several demon cultivators who came this time, except for the four who were killed by Ye Jue and the two brothers of the Duan family, the rest are still alive. I am completely relieved when I no longer have the power to act.

The principal just arrived at this time, took a brief look, and ordered the few people who followed him to clean up the scene.

Duan Ze looked at him: "How is the formation?"

"It's fixed," the headmaster replied, lifting his chin, "how to deal with them?"

He has always been smart. Although he doesn't know the specific plans of Duan Ze and the others, he understands that since Moxiu was not killed, it must be to get information out of their mouths, but he doesn't know which force will be taken into custody.

Duan Ze almost fell into the hands of this organization at the beginning, and he had already formed a relationship, so he was happy to lock them up in Duan's house for interrogation by his family members, but judging by the meaning of Yejue, it seemed that he wanted to take them away.

Ye Jue met his gaze and nodded: "My people are near here."

On the day Meng Ling advanced, he communicated with his family and knew that the organization would definitely suspect Meng Ling's identity. Just in case, the family sent several elites over, but they didn't dare to get too close because of the battle outside the school.

Duan Ze has no objection. He has already learned the identity of this person from Duan Chengkou. He knows in his heart that this person knows more about that organization than them. : "You let them come from the southeast, the formation over there is weak."

If the monks are subdivided, they can be divided into Taoist cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, magic cultivators, sword cultivators, array cultivators, etc., as the name suggests, they are easy to identify. , the design is very ingenious, and can be adjusted at any time to make it an ideal defense system. Its level increases with the complexity of the formation. After reaching the highest level, it is not only impenetrable, but also quite terrifying. .

The opponent didn't attack here in a big way, and there might be other people coming to the school at ordinary times, so it shouldn't be too dangerous, so the headmaster chose a middle-to-higher level, with strong defense but not aggressive, so as to avoid accidental injury from time to time.

The formation repairer took the emergency situation into consideration when designing the formation, and made several arrangements accordingly. You only need to move one place to change the formation position instantly, but the level selected by the principal does not belong to emergency situations. , you can only change it a little bit by hand.

The school occupies a large area, not to mention the several peaks on the back mountain, the combined area of ​​the two squares in the front yard alone is definitely not to be underestimated. The formations are located around the school, which shows its wide coverage.

Since Duan Ze discussed with the principal, the principal has started to change the formation. Up to now, only the southeast direction has not been changed. Today, Moxiu entered the school from that side, and there is a good player among them, in order to prevent danger. , Directly destroyed two or three formation eyes, the reason why he arrived later than Duan Ze and others was to repair the formation.

Ye Jue hummed and began to contact his subordinates.

The principal instructed them to carry the body away, and looked at Duan Ze: "Is anyone injured?"

"It's hard to say." Duan Ze replied, the image of Meng Ling fainting flashed in his mind. At that time, his complexion was very bad and he vomited a lot of blood. Although it was caused by the breath in his body, it couldn't be counted as good. It is estimated that no one except Ye Jue knows whether he is in danger now.

The principal frowned: "What do you mean?"

Duan Ze gave the general situation. Duan Cheng, his three uncles and three aunts, and the rescued Feng Bai and others have all returned to the dormitory. It remains to be seen how Meng Ling will be.

The headmaster nodded and stood still, ready to wait for the subordinates of the Night Judgment to get rid of these magicians and then change the final formation. In this way, the school will become a semi-closed management, and no matter who enters or exits, it must be approved, and then Sending a special person to be responsible for the pick-up will greatly reduce the possibility of danger. In addition, the veterans and the Duan family will be in place tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Absolutely no bargain.

The corner of Duan Ze's mouth curled into a smile, and he looked at him steadily.

The headmaster glanced at him: "What?"

"Nothing," Duan Ze approached, lowered his voice, and said with a smile, "I just think the way you think is really charming."

"……I change."

"Change it, maybe I will like you more, please come on."

headmaster:"……"

Duan Cheng hugged his wife and rushed to the dormitory quickly. He looked at his wife's pale face and the blood stains on her T-shirt with deep eyes. Ye Yangchen and the others followed behind and comforted him: "Don't worry, I've visited him pulse, nothing happened."

Duan Cheng hummed, knowing that as long as Ye Jue is around, his wife should be fine, but thinking this way in his heart, when he saw his wife's appearance, he still couldn't help worrying, so he rushed into the room quickly, took two steps and suddenly backed away , pressing against the door: "Don't come in."

Feng Bai pushed it but didn't push it away, his face changed suddenly, he slammed the door: "Duan Cheng, what are you going to do, calm down, don't do anything stupid!"

"...Stupid, your sister!"

Feng Bai wanted to continue persuading, but was suddenly pulled away. Uncle Duan kicked the door of the room and raised his eyebrows arrogantly: "Looking for a beating?"

Duan Cheng couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. Most of his fire attribute spells were learned from his third uncle, so he naturally knew the strength of this man, but the current situation was special, so he couldn't give in: "Wait outside, I'll give my wife a bath, Change clothes."

"The door is also open, you go to the bedroom to change, we will wait outside."

"No, what if you peep," Duan Cheng said, "My daughter-in-law is so beautiful, I can't let you all see her."

Uncle Duan snorted coldly: "Fart, what's so good about your wife? Can she be as beautiful as my wife?"

"Of course there is!"

Uncle Duan took half a step back, and with a big move, the wooden door slammed shut, and the flames jumped more than a meter high.

Feng Bai: "..."

Uncle Duan snapped his fingers: "I'll listen to you again."

"It doesn't matter how many times you say it, unless you roast me!"

"Okay, I'll make it right for you."

Duan Cheng: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Ye Yangchen has been in Duan's house for so many years, and he has long been used to this, so he stretched out his hand to make a trick, put out the fire with ice, and took Uncle Duan's arm to sit on the stone bench under the small shed in the courtyard: "Don't make trouble here. "

Uncle Duan pulled him into his arms and put one hand into his tight-fitting T-shirt habitually, sticking it directly to the skin: "It's not a joke, I'm serious about correcting his ideas."

Ye Yangchen was too lazy to reason with him, so he casually comforted him and waited patiently, he knew that Duan Cheng would not bother to go to the bathroom, but would use spells to clean Meng Ling, which could be done in the blink of an eye, and then just All that's left is to change clothes.

At this time, the smoking door creaked open, and Duan Cheng threw a child out: "You also go out for me."

The dragon cub stood still quickly, turned around and knocked on the door: "Mother, mother..."

There was no reaction at all.

"Er Niang, let me in."

Still no response.

The dragon cub kept knocking on the door: "Don't you want me?"

no response.

"Wuuuuuuuuu..." Long Zai stretched out his arms to wipe away his tears, then suddenly remembered a name that would make his second mother happy, sobbing, he said softly, "Dad."

The door creaked open, Duan Cheng stood there, patted the dragon cub's head quite satisfied, said something good, and dragged him into the room.

Everyone: "..."

Ye Yangchen had already stood up, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly: "Is that the dragon that Ozawa mentioned?"

Uncle Duan also saw it: "Let's go and have a look."

"Just wait."

"No need." Third Uncle Duan strode forward, kicked the door open with a bang, and entered the room aggressively with his arms around his wife.

Feng Bai: "..."

Feng Bai turned his head silently: "Master, what should we do?"

Wen Tian let out a brief "ah" before regaining his senses: "Let's go."

Duan Cheng had just finished putting on his wife's underwear, and when he heard the voice, he immediately pulled the quilt over and covered her with grief and indignation: "What are you doing?!"

Uncle Duan glanced at it just in time, and said with a smile, "Isn't this better, so that you don't have to take it off at night, if I say it's better not to wear one for him."

Duan Cheng reacted for a few seconds, his eyes lit up: "It makes sense!"

Ye Yangchen was speechless: "...don't listen to him."

"Whoever said it, he should listen to me, and don't let go of any chance to be intimate," Uncle Duan said for a while, looked at the bed, and stretched out his hand to press it, "Your big wedding bed is not bad, turn around and I will Get one too."

Ye Yangchen: "..."

He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to them, so he glanced around and saw the cub standing by the bed looking at Meng Ling worriedly, so he couldn't help but take two steps forward, wanting to take a closer look at him.

The dragon cub moved to the side, grabbing Duan Cheng's trouser leg.

Duan Cheng picked him up and introduced him to his third uncle and third aunt. The dragon cub listened quietly, still huddled in his arms, but his vigilant look disappeared a lot.

Uncle Duan was not very interested in dragons, so he asked a few questions casually and raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to Kongtong Sea?"

"Well, do you know the location?"

Uncle Duan shook his head, and Ye Jue's figure suddenly flashed in his mind. Although they were sent to help and didn't know the whole story at all, after observing, he quickly discovered the problem. With the support of powerful forces behind him, he asked: "I think that little devil is quite evil, but he doesn't know?"

Duan Cheng was stunned, and thought to himself, Ye Jue might really not know, but his father, the Demon Lord, wouldn't know too, right?But Moxiu is currently playing with his daughter-in-law, and this matter still needs to be discussed carefully.

They didn't wait long, Ye Jue came back soon, Duan Cheng hurriedly showed him his wife: "How is he? Why is his face so pale?"

"It's okay, just take a nap," Ye Jue explained, "His spiritual roots are too weak, and he couldn't bear the excessive spiritual energy for a while, so he fainted."

Duan Cheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Ye Yangchen and Duan Sanshu could see that he had a lot of trust in Ye Jue. At the same time, they also knew that this person's vigilance was not low. There must be a reason for this to happen, but no matter what it was, they both Believing in Duan Cheng's judgment, he was relieved, got up and left, Ye Yangchen was afraid of the tragedy happening again, so he dragged his senior brother away by the way.

Feng Bai stepped forward a few steps, looked at Meng Ling on the bed, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on with Xiao Ling? That aura is too domineering."

"This is probably the potential inspired by life and death," Duan Cheng said with a serious face, "You know, my wife has always been against the sky, so the power of the explosion is stronger than ordinary people."

Feng Bai nodded blankly: "I see."

"Ah."

Yejue: "..."

Feng Bai didn't want to disturb his junior brother's rest, so he wanted to leave. Then he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Ye Jue: "I made some chocolate balls, and I put them on the table just now...huh?"

As he said, he looked over and found that it was gone, so he couldn't help being stunned.

"...Is that the one?" Ye Jue pointed at the big bed.

Feng Bai turned his head, and saw that the dragon cub climbed onto the bed obediently beside Meng Ling, his cheeks bulging and eating deliciously, and he had a storage bag in his hand with a big The word "phoenix" in this book is obviously Fengbai's.

The dragon cub swallowed the thing in his mouth and reached out to feel in the bag, but he didn't find anything for a long time, so he simply turned it upside down, and then dropped out one—the last one.

Feng Bai: "..."

Yejue: "..."

The dragon cub was about to open his mouth to eat, when he suddenly noticed their gaze keenly, blinked, blinked again, and silently handed it over: "Here."

Feng Bai: "..."

Yejue: "..."

The dragon cub waited for three seconds. Seeing that they didn't want it, he stuffed it into his mouth and ate it happily.

Ye Jue was silent for a while, and looked at Feng Bai, who reacted, picked up the storage bag in grief and indignation, and turned to go to the cafeteria to continue working.

Duan Cheng patted the dragon cub's head and looked at Ye Jue: "Those people are taken away?"

"Well, hand it over to my father for interrogation."

"When are you going to tell him?"

He was referring to Meng Ling, of course, Ye Jue shook his head: "Not now, I have to wait for my father to completely wipe out the remaining party, and then take him back."

Duan Cheng nodded: "I'll go too, the handsome son-in-law must meet his father-in-law and mother-in-law."

Yejue: "..."

The garden was cleaned very quickly, and the restrictions in the dormitory area were finally lifted. The students didn't know what was going on, and they kept talking about it. Seeing that they had regained their freedom, some boldly ran to have a look, but found that there was not even a drop of blood. Moreover, the nearby flowers and plants have been repaired under the spell of Teacher Mu Linggen, and there is no clue at all. There are only broken stone slabs on the scene, indicating that a battle took place here.

They all knew that someone was dead, and was killed by a black shadow, but no one knew whether that person was an enemy or a friend. Everyone guessed and guessed. There are various versions, but there is no real evidence. Someone wanted to go to Duan Cheng's courtyard, but saw a layer of restraint, so he had to give up.

The setting sun finally cleared and night fell.

When Meng Ling opened his eyes, it was already dark outside, and his body was pressed against a warm chest, which was very comfortable. He moved slightly, and the arms around his waist tightened immediately.

"woke up?"

"Ah."

Duan Cheng turned on the bedside lamp and stared at him: "How do you feel?"

"much better."

Duan Cheng looked it over worriedly, and then he was relieved, and hugged him tightly: "Daughter-in-law~"

Meng Ling let him hug him for a while, and looked around: "Where is Xiaolong?"

"I'm afraid he'll quarrel with you, so I'll throw it to Xiao Jue."

Meng Ling stared at him: "I have a few questions."

Duan Cheng leaned over and kissed him: "Say."

Meng Ling looked directly at him: "You used to call Ye Jue by your full name, but you suddenly changed your name to Xiao Jue a while ago, and your relationship with him has gradually improved..."

Duan Cheng hastily stretched out his paw and swore: "Daughter-in-law, he and I are innocent, I only love you, really."

"……That was not what I meant!"

"Then what do you mean?" Duan Cheng's eyes widened, "You are obviously jealous, don't deny it, listen to your tone, and then listen to what you said, what the hell you changed your address, you Get well with him or something... If you don’t believe me, let’s ask someone.”

He took out his mobile phone and called Ye Yangchen: "Third Aunt, help me analyze a problem."

He said the matter again, and even played it out on purpose, Ye Yangchen listened quietly, and smiled: "He must be jealous."

Duan Cheng looked at his daughter-in-law with an innocent expression: "Look, am I right?"

Meng Ling: "..."