【Crossing the book】After transmigrating into a short-lived heartthrob

Duan Fengqing's marrow washing liquid took the opportunity to be decadent for a long time.

He told Huo Chengyao that he had already achieved the Great Consummation of the alchemy, and that he would be promoted to Yuanying if he practiced again.

And the comprehension conference is only for monks below the Nascent Soul stage to participate, so he can't work harder.

But it was extremely painful to suppress his talent every day, so he spent all his time eating, drinking and having fun, and teasing beauties by the way.

Later, he found that the beauty would go to the Jingxin Pavilion to listen to the lectures on the mind and exercises every day, so he also went.

It was only the first day that he realized something was wrong.

"Beauty" doesn't seem to be very popular in the Jingxin Pavilion. There are so many tables where everyone sits together, but the beauty only sits in the corner farthest from the podium and sits alone.

So he sat at the same table with the beauty without hesitation, intending to use his kindness to warm the beauty's heart that was riddled with bullying.

It didn't take long for Duan Fengqing to realize something was wrong.

It was not what he thought at all. During the half an hour he sat on this table, countless female disciples successively sent all kinds of gadgets, including heart-shaped envelopes and pills, among which There are several male disciples.

Duan Fengqing: "..."

The scene was damn familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

It didn't take long for Lu Jie to come.

Jingxin Pavilion, which was originally a chaotic vegetable market, immediately quieted down.

He is wearing a black Luoyi today. There are no complicated patterns on the clothes, and his figure is more upright. His red phoenix eyes are sharp and flamboyant. When he has no expression on his face, he looks cold and arrogant, not easy to get along with.

But with such a superb appearance, all shortcomings are taken for granted. In the hearts of everyone, Lu Jie is still the flower of Gaoling that can only be seen from a distance but not desecrated.

As soon as he stepped into the door, he was stopped by a senior sister, "Little brother, what I said last time..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted, "I'm sorry, Senior Sister, I already have a pair of monks."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care about that senior sister, turned around and walked straight to his seat, only to realize that there was someone more in his seat.

Startled.

Duan Fengqing was also stunned.

Because he didn't know that Lu Jie actually had a Taoist companion of double cultivation, a strange feeling that he couldn't explain suddenly surged in his heart.

Not happy, but not sad anyway.

After thinking about it for a long time, he was too lazy to think about it.

Lu Jie stood still for a while and didn't take his seat immediately. The plain white hand gripped the hilt of the water-colored sword tightly, and the Tianji sword received enough spiritual power and flew towards Duan Fengqing with a buzzing sound.

Duan Fengqing's eyes widened in fright, thinking that the sword was going to cut off his head, but he didn't expect that the sword just flew around him and then went straight into his clothes.

Duan Fengqing: "..."

"It's so cold...Lu...Brother Lu...Hurry up...Get this thing away..."

I couldn't help but slander in my heart, what is this broken sword who is so ignorant, he hides in his clothes whenever he meets people, even if he is suave and graceful, he can't be so uncontrollable!

I don't know if it was Duan Fengqing's illusion, when the other party swung the sword, he clearly saw the corners of the other party's mouth was curved, and in an instant, he showed his astonishing heart!

This dog has a good smile!

If only he could smile more!

Duan Fengqing has been staring at people stupidly, and the Tianji sword was twisted for a while before returning to Lu Jie from his clothes unwillingly.

The sword in his hand still retained the residual warmth of the human body, Lu Jie held it tightly in the palm of his hand, his joints turned white.

He said, "Xiaoqing, the Tianji Sword has wet the corners of your mouth."

Duan Fengqing: "???"

Lu Jie's pretty face came closer, reached out and rubbed the corner of his mouth very gently with his thumb, and said, "It's all right now."

"Boom" sound.

This move was no less than dropping a bomb in Duan Fengqing's head, causing his head to buzz.

Why are the corners of your mouth wet?

Didn't he drool in front of the other party just now?

It's a shame, what's the matter!

Thinking of this, Duan Fengqing's entire face turned red like a tomato, she closed her eyes and covered her face with her hands in annoyance, then raised her hand and hit her on the head several times, then suddenly her hand was grabbed.

Lu Jie's hand clasped his wrist, and the other party's phoenix eyes blinked and said, "It's not saliva, it's the water drops of Tianji Sword. It loves to slobber just after it comes out of hibernation."

Duan Fengqing: "..." That broken sword actually hibernates?

He blushed even more.

What they listened to was the cultivation method of the alchemy stage. Although Duan Fengqing was reborn as a dragon egg, he did not forget his mind and the essentials of the cultivation method. He is now Dzogchen, stepping into the Nascent Soul people are naturally not very interested in these exercises.

But Lu Jie listened very seriously.

The last time I saw Lu Jie was still at the foundation stage, I didn't expect that after only half a month, he had already been promoted to Dandan, and it seemed that he was also a good seed for cultivation.

It's just that at that time, he sucked someone in Xisuiquan by himself, and he wanted to thank him, but he forgot about it because his father suddenly appeared.

Thinking of this, Duan Fengqing poked Lu Jie next to him with his finger, "Are you free after class? I'll help you heal..."

Lu Jie had just turned his head and before he could speak, Gaifeng slammed a ruler on Duan Fengqing's head, he couldn't react for a moment, but when the ruler fell, there was no pain as imagined

Duan Fengqing glanced up, only to see a plain white hand resting on his head to hit him.

Gently soft touch.

Lu Jie lowered her phoenix eyes and stood up.

The one who taught the exercises was an old man who was nearly sixty years old, named Zhou Neng, who was notoriously strict. This section mainly talked about tracking skills. In some circumstances, it is necessary to use spells to track monsters or other monks.

Zhou Neng also knew that Duan Fengqing was the illegitimate son of their suzerain in the rumors, he didn't give a little face, and he hated iron for being weak.

But it was Lu Jie who stood up, so he had to ask himself first, "Lu Jie, what's the matter with you?"

With his voice, dozens of pairs of eyes in the class cast their eyes on Lu Jie.

There was no expression on Lu Jie's face, Fang Fang replied squarely, "Master, it was the disciple who let the young master take the initiative first."

Duan Fengqing: "..."

At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he was just in his prime, and he could only bear the mistakes he made by himself. It seemed cowardly to let others bear it for him. Duan Fengqing couldn't sit still at all, he wanted to stand up and tell Zhou Neng the truth in one breath.

He felt bad when he opened his mouth, as if someone had silenced him?

Duan Fengqing: "..."

He just watched helplessly as Zhou Neng slapped Lu Jie's palm twenty times angrily. By the time the beating was over, Lu Jie's palm was already swollen, but the other party didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Everyone looked at Duan Fengqing with strange eyes.

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When it was time for the end of the exercise class, Duan Fengqing hurriedly pulled him to the water environment. Lu Jie said that he has a water attribute spiritual root, and practicing in the water environment will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Why are you banning me? You don't have to take the blame for what I did!" Duan Fengqing frowned and looked up at the person in front of him, furious.

He is the young master of the Hehuan Sect, how can the future successor of the sect be so cowardly and cowardly!

He was so cowardly that he couldn't stand it anymore.

Lu Jie was stunned and then said, "This subordinate just thinks that if the young master is beaten, the treatment for this subordinate will also be delayed. Rather than two people being injured, it is better to be injured on one person. This subordinate is injured The injured young master can help his subordinates heal, if the young master is injured, the subordinates may be powerless."

When the other party said these words, every word was very serious, those beautiful phoenix eyes stared at him intently, Duan Fengqing's shadow was reflected in the black pupils.

This weird logic is damn smooth, Duan Fengqing couldn't refute it, he opened his mouth, and finally just said in a muffled voice, "Then I'll help you treat your illness now, stretch out your hand and let me see."

Lu Jie's injury was more serious than he thought, that old guy Zhou Neng not only beat someone, but also used his spiritual power.

When a monk has cultivated to a certain level, magic tools without spiritual power can't hurt him at all, otherwise he will be seriously injured. Even if he is treated with precious medicinal materials, it will take a few days to heal.

The wound on the white and tender skin was horrifying, and it had already started to bleed, Duan Fengqing frowned, "You better not block it for me in the future, it's more convenient for me to treat it myself."

The whole body of the dragon is full of treasures.

Dragon scales can be used as medicine, dragon horns can be used, spiritual power can be used, and even saliva can be used.

But the current situation is that the spiritual power does not work that fast, and it is better for internal injuries when used to repair the meridians. If you want your hands to heal quickly, you can only use his saliva.

If you want to use his saliva, you can only lick it...

Lu Jie looked at the person in front of him, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in his phoenix eyes, "Young master will hurt if you get hurt, but your subordinates are rough-skinned and thick, so you don't care if you suffer this one more time. Young master can treat you as you want. Don't be afraid of pain."

Duan Fengqing rolled her eyes.

Bah, you are talking nonsense with your eyes open, which inch of the beauty's skin is not white and tender?

But when he thought about how to treat Duan Fengqing, he blushed inexplicably. When he raised his eyes, he happened to see that the other party was looking at him, and now his face was even redder. He gritted his teeth and was furious, "Close your eyes for my young master!"

Lu Jie obediently closed his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly about to fly.

Duan Fengqing felt that this person looked much more bullying when he closed his eyes, he was like an innocent little white sheep, but when he opened his eyes, he turned into a nirvana phoenix, with a look of disdain for the world, when his face was expressionless Looking at anyone is like looking at garbage.

He shook his head, discarded the messy thoughts in his mind, held the palm of the other person and turned his palm upwards, and finally warned, "I didn't say you are not allowed to open your eyes, did you hear me!"

The opponent nodded.

Duan Fengqing took a deep breath, and stuck out the tip of his tongue, intending to leave his precious saliva in the shortest possible time. The water attribute blood was drawn into the mouth with the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, and it was cold and delicious.

Concerned about the other party's injury, he restrained himself, painted the wound all over and left that hand. Just as he was about to let the other party open his eyes, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the tiny crack on the index finger.