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

There was a drop of blood on it.

Duan Fengqing likes Lu Jie's blood and regards it as delicious food. He frowned, lowered his head and opened his mouth to swallow it without much thought.

The soft and wet feeling moved from the palm of the hand to the fingers, and the person who held it seemed to stick out the tip of his tongue to lick it.

Very light and very itchy.

Lu Jie's body froze, he subconsciously opened his eyes suddenly, and met those black eyes, the other party didn't seem to expect that he would open them suddenly, and blinked a few times——

Pupils dilated, ready to get angry.

Lu Jie stretched out his hand first and pinned Duan Fengqing's messy and drooping hair behind his ears, "This subordinate feels much better now."

The clear voice is like broken beads hitting a jade plate, it is extremely beautiful.

When the other party helped him tidy his hair, his fingertips brushed his earlobe, and the warm and itchy touch went straight into his heart.

Every time in such a situation, Duan Fengqing would unconsciously start to blush, unable to say anything to blame when she was angry, her brain seemed to be dominated by something, only the shadow of this person was in her eyes, and what she was thinking about was also the actions of this person just now, her heartbeat Accelerate, ramming like a deer.

"Of course it's alright...I...I've obviously cured you..."

No matter how bad it gets, there will be ghosts, right?

The thief who complained in his heart, but his mouth seemed to be tricked, and he spoke upside down.

Lu Jie didn't laugh at him, her beautiful phoenix eyes quietly looked at the water overflowing from his gentle eyes.

The childlike Duan Fengqing didn't understand the origin of this tenderness at all, and after his shyness faded away, he stammered, "Actually...you don't have to treat me so well just because I'm the young master..."

He is uncomfortable!

Lu Jie treated him so well, sucked blood for him and beat him for him, he felt like he couldn't pay him back.

After he finished speaking, he felt a little regretful. In fact, it is a very enjoyable thing for someone to treat him well. He thought that after he finished speaking, the other party would swear to him his loyalty.

Unexpectedly, Lu Jie was startled, then nodded and agreed, "Okay, I will pay attention to it later."

Duan Fengqing: "..."

"My young master is tired, I will treat your internal injuries next time."

Duan Fengqing took a deep breath and left without looking back.

Lu Jie looked up at him, and hurried to catch up, "Send the young master back."

Duan Fengqing: "No need!"

Lu Jie paused obediently, seeing that slender figure getting farther and farther away, and only looked away reluctantly until it disappeared.

He raised the palm of his hand upwards, and found that the hideous wound was almost healed, and the warmth of the index finger was still there. A strange feeling lingered in his heart for a long time.

After a quarter of an hour, the water environment returned to calm.

The sky is blue and the clouds are white, and the crowd is leisurely.

The unicorns gathered not far away in twos and threes, they licked each other's fur, and rubbed their heads against their partners.

After a while, a black shadow flashed behind the tree.

The ghost slave saw Lu Jie return to the cave with his own eyes before returning to his master.

Huo Chengyao is in the study room, fiddling with the registration lists of various sects. Among the densely packed names, "Song Zhi" circled in red is particularly conspicuous. Duan Fengqing barked his teeth and claws and said that he hates this person and wants to beat him at the comprehension conference a meal.

It looked like a little beast with fried fur.

Thinking of this, Huo Chengyao smiled.

The ghost slave who came in was stunned immediately, as if he had seen something extraordinary, he had followed his master for many years, and this was the first time he had seen such a happy smile.

Gui Nu collected his thoughts and went forward to report, "Today the young master took Lu Jie to the water environment, and the young master seemed to want to heal his wounds...using his own saliva...but Lu Jie has been closed eyes..."

The relationship between two people feels weird. Compared with ordinary friends, they are too close. If it is a man and a woman, it can be forgiven.

But both of them are men...

Huo Chengyao sat on the chair, knocking on the table with his fingers intentionally or unintentionally, "You mean, the young master took the initiative to heal his wounds, how did Lu Jie react?"

Healing with saliva... Thinking of that scene, I became more upset and irritable.

The man lowered his face, and he could see black energy surging between his brows, which was a sign of anger.

Gui Nu's heart trembled, "Lu Jie kept his eyes closed the whole time, and the two of them did not make any other movements. The young master left after treating him..."

After a pause, he spoke again, "The day the young master soaked the marrow spring, his subordinates were also at the side. I saw with my own eyes that Lu Jie resisted the young master's contact. The young master always wanted to get close to him, but was pushed away several times. ..."

Seeing the man's increasingly gloomy face, Ghost Nu cautiously asked, "Is it because the young master likes Lu Jie's blood, that's why..."

He had seen with his own eyes how keen Duan Fengqing was on blood-sucking, and their suzerain alone had been sucked many times.

"Do you want your subordinates to kill him directly?"

Lu Jie came to the Hehuan Sect halfway from the Bamboo Leaf Sect. He might be a traitor or approach the young master with other purposes. In the opinion of Gui Nu, this kind of person should not stay in the first place.

Huo Chengyao closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something. After a while, he opened his eyes with a flash of light, "Kill? That's too cheap for him. You bring Miao'er here tonight, and the suzerain will personally interrogate him."

Calling it a "trial" is just a soul search technique.

Soul search is the easiest way for monks to check other people's memories or know what they want to know, but the person who casts the spell will become stupid, and the severe one will die, despotic the enemy.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside, "Father, are you there?"

——It's Duan Fengqing.

The ghost slave bowed and disappeared instantly after casting a spell.

Duan Fengqing ran in slowly from the door, holding a piece of paper in his hand, which was a portrait of a man.

Huo Chengyao frowned vigilantly, "What is this?"

Duan Fengqing was panting from running, the hair on his forehead flew up, revealing his round forehead, a pair of small fox eyes were sly and bright, "I asked someone to draw a portrait of Song Zhi for me, and I caught him and beat him on the day of the comprehension conference!"

Huo Chengyao: "..."

"Father, aren't you the organizer? Can you let him meet me every time?"

He wants to teach that bastard the principles of life.

Duan Fengqing did a lot of work behind the scenes, he sent a few disciples of the Hehuan Sect to investigate Song Zhi, and learned from the disciples of the Bamboo Leaf Sect.

Song Zhi loves to speak ill of others behind his back, and also loves to grab resources from his fellow apprentices, bullying the weak and fearing the hard will be retribution, and many classmates who are not used to it dare not speak out against him.

Duan Fengqing felt that he must be a righteous messenger sent by heaven to eliminate harm for the people, otherwise how could he know that the other party is a bad person just by seeing his name?

Huo Chengyao had a headache.

He has never raised a child, and he doesn't know how to get along with a 14-year-old child. "You can only have one chance against each other. Since you hate him so much, you should give others a chance to teach him a lesson, otherwise you are too selfish!"

Duan Fengqing: "..."

This damned logic was weird and smooth, he suspected that Lu Jie was his father's real son, and he just picked it up.

At first he didn't believe that he picked it up, but now he believes it.

"But Dad, if someone else can't beat him, and he beats him instead, wouldn't it be too cheap for him?"

Huo Chengyao patted him on the shoulder, "That's even better. Think about it, those monks who were beaten must have low cultivation bases and no future. When Song Zhi comes into contact with monks with high cultivation bases and strong skills, he will suffer even more."

Duan Fengqing frowned, as if it made sense, but just one beating is not enough.

Seeing his dejected look, Huo Chengyao said again, "Don't worry, I will arrange for him to be a disciple of the Hundred Poison Sect at that time, so that he can suffer well."

The Hundred Poison Sect is good at using strange poisons, and it is impossible to guard against them. Even if their disciples are not high-level, most decent monks still dare not provoke them.

Duan Fengqing's eyes lit up again, flattering, "Father, you are really amazing!"

Having a powerful father is enjoyable, he doesn't have to do anything, just lay down and win, it doesn't feel too comfortable.

Huo Chengyao seemed to think of something and his face darkened, "Don't call me dad!" After a pause, he asked again, "Do you like Lu Jie, tell the truth!"

Duan Fengqing: "..."

It's okay if you don't mention it, but when he mentions it, he will get angry, "I don't like it! I hate him the most!"

Today when Lu Jie was being treated, that guy actually promised that he would never treat him well in the future, why would he like it?

Even if it's his own order, that won't work. Doesn't Lu Jie have a brain? A few polite words of loyalty won't kill him!

Huo Chengyao raised his eyebrows, "If this is the case, then I will drive them out, the Bamboo Leaf Sect has always been at odds with us..."

Duan Fengqing became anxious when he heard that, "Don't, I still like his blood!"

If Lu Jie left, there wouldn't be so much flavorful blood, and he was at a loss, it was absolutely impossible.

Huo Chengyao narrowed his eyes, "You are not young anymore, you have to know when enough is enough, he is a person with a couple of monks."

The little fox's eyes widened, and he was very puzzled, "Huo Chengyao, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand, what does my liking for his blood have to do with his having a couple of monks?"

When Duan Fengqing came out of an egg, he was literally reborn. He lost his previous memories, and his personality followed his age during the growth process.

For example, when he was three years old, he would cry and wet the bed. When he was seven years old, he would do things according to his instincts. When he was 14 years old, he was still in love, and no one taught him such things. He couldn't tell the difference between love and ordinary love What's the difference between likes.

This kind of awareness is very hazy now, so when Huo Chengyao asked him if he liked it or not, he didn't know how to answer it.

……

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Huo Chengyao also figured this out, and his tone was a bit more tactful, "His twin monks are not in good health, and he has been taking care of them. Don't take up too much time with him as the young master, and don't always go to him if you have nothing to do."

Duan Fengqing was immediately discouraged, "Oh".

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On the second day, the ghost slave sneaked into the cave quietly while Lu Jie was going out, and took the sleeping Miao'er into the dark room.

Huo Chengyao was not in a hurry to cast spells, he checked his pulse first, and found that this was indeed a body that was almost terminally ill.

What's even more strange is that Miao'er's practice is not the method of dual cultivation.

Huo Chengyao rubbed his chin, looked at the man who was still in a coma, and smiled.