Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon Brother - Chapter 70
Chapter 70 The Attitude of Yan, is the mask in my heart
Chapter 70 The Attitude of Yan, is the mask in my heart
Tianmeng Ice Silkworm continues to say, “I am an unprecedented million -year -old wisdom soul ring. It is more useful.
Hey, let everything give me.”
While talking about the ice silkworm, it has begun to move. A cool breath has continued to spread and spread throughout Huo Dongjun’s body. He feels that his spiritual power has increased subtle growth.
A trace of ice -blue silk line flew out of him, and quickly wrapped Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong’s bodies.
The two hugged together and turned into a huge cocoon, falling towards the bed.
Huo Dongjun did not stop Tianmeng ice silkworm. He remembered that Tianmeng was really mysterious. The original timeline, Wang Dong did become the vassal of the fusion of Wuhun.
Therefore, Tianmeng Bingmei is by no means the existence of a god’s residence camp.
The teenager’s thinking is very clear, and he has been watching the integration of the two cold eyes, which is also good for his own constitution.
The iced blue breath is constantly condensed, walking within their bodies and changes.
The night was gradually deeper, and the breath of Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong’s body was constantly entangled. All the soul power on Wang Dong could enter his body, but it was only running outside the day, but he could not enter the core of the inner heart.
And Huo Dongjun’s golden soul power is more domineering. A ray of unscrupulous enters Wang Dong’s body, searched wildly, and continuously run around the meridians.
In the Zhou Dynasty, Zhou Tian, inner Zhou Tian, Xiao Zhou Tian run, thus repeated.
There was no speech overnight, and the sky gradually became light.
Ice and blue silkworm cocoons gradually faded, exposing the two inside.
Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong hugged tightly, and the white -haired boy pressed him under his body. Wang Dongqing’s face shrank on the white -haired teenager’s neck, breathing and stroking the teenager’s earlobe.
The white -haired boy suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Wang Dong, who was close to him, frowned slightly.
The chest and abdomen were fully fit together, and the warm feeling came, and the faint aroma was constantly coming.
The weakness and boneless touch is deeply memorable, like the gentle hometown of spring flowers and the distant parties.
Huo Dongjun pushed her away and began to observe her body’s soul power. The golden soul power was the same as usual, but the growth rate was faster than before.
You know that he has been practicing fast enough, and it is found that the teenager’s mood is slightly better.
Huo Dongjun walked to the bath and looked at himself in the mirror.
The white hair and blue eyes, the blue ice flowers in the eyes are pure, and the appearance of light is rare in the world, not to mention the pure sunlight of the youth sun.
Even if he is a critical person, it is difficult to blame him in appearance.
He didn’t care about this, and his eyes kept watching the look of the teenager in the mirror.
There is no expression, and even with some kind of ice, coldness, the sharp eyes of the teenager dare to look at it.
The next moment, the cold face disappeared, and the sharp eyes were silent.
Instead, it is the teenager’s gentle and bright and kindness, and it appears out of thin air. It is the smile of the young sun.
The attitude of Yan is a mask in my heart,
Only with a mask can he watch everything in the world better. He never forgets this sentence.
If you want to change the old things for a long time, you must choose to integrate in the early days, so in the early days of growth, attitude [mask] is very important.
The teenager sees the messy clothes clean.
“Wang Dong, wake up.”
Huo Dongjun walked to the bed, and then stretched out his hand to patter him.
Wang Dong only felt that he had a long sleep, but he was very hard. Most of the body was sour because of keeping a posture.
“Um.”
Wang Dong snorted lightly, with a little laziness in his voice, and even a bit of delicateness.
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He slowly opened his eyes and saw Huo Dongjun not far away, with a little smile on his face.
But soon, he couldn’t laugh.
Because the bed was particularly messy, the signs of the signs of the bed were clearly distinguished, and his body was very sour, and the sheets lay in the corner at will.
Wang Dong’s eyes were on the opposite bed, which belonged to Huo Dongjun’s bed neatly.
He got up, trying to overcome the numbness on his body, reached out to touch Huo Dongjun’s sheets, and he was cold.
My heart is also cold.
Wang Dong didn’t dare to look at Huo Dongjun, and his voice was a little angry and covered with good coquettishness. “Where did you sleep yesterday?”
“I just got up, what else did you remember yesterday?” Huo Dongjun changed silently and grasped the initiative in his own hands.
“The two of us are the fusion of Wuhun and hold it together. I can’t remember it later.”
He shook his head.
“I can’t remember the later things. I found it on your bed as soon as I woke up.” The teenager shrugged, and his eyes were just curious.
After Wang Dong was sitting beside the bed, after hearing this, his breathing rushed slightly, and his face turned red again.
“Maybe, we really have martial arts fusion skills.”
“Don’t talk about this first, there is a awards ceremony this morning. Since there are still things in the morning, the martial arts fusion skills will be talked about in the afternoon.” Huo Dongjun reminded.
“Oh.”
After the two were washed, they just came out of the student’s bedroom, and they met Xiao Xiao who was waiting early downstairs.
The girl waved with a smile.
The three of them had a breakfast, and Wang Dong seemed a little silent. It seemed to have always wanted to ask, but looking at Xiao Xiao sitting beside him, he finally had to choose to give up.
The morning is bright and the air is fresh.
All the students who pass the freshman assessment are all gathered in the Slak Square, and wait until the upcoming division and the final award.
Soon, Du Weilun, the teaching director of the Wuhun Department, appeared in the field. He followed more than a dozen foreign teachers behind him, including Zhou Yi.
No particularly fancy activities.
Du Weilun held a folder and looked at them with a smile. “The final final is over. Let me officially announce your ranking and reward.”
“Third place, Dai Huabin’s team, list.”
But Dai Huabin did not appear, only Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie appeared in front of the teachers.
Zhu Lu said apologize, “Teacher Du, Dai Huabin’s body is still a little uncomfortable, so I will replace him.”
More than a dozen teachers put their eyes on Zhu Lu’s body. The black -haired girl did not show a frightening appearance and still kept her apology look.
Although Dai Huabin’s right arm bone was broken, there should be no majority of the top -level healing souls in the hospital yesterday.
They soon thought of the problem.
It was Dai Huabin’s dissatisfaction with the rules of the new life, and he didn’t think he should get the third place.
All first -year applause is thunderous.
After a series of selection, there are only more than 300 remaining freshmen, which is less than two -thirds of the number.
The achievement of hardships to defeat opponents, the higher the sense of honor they get the Slak students.
Du Weilun looked at Zhu Lu Cui Yajie, and the smile on his face continued.
Liuyi Happy Duck!
(This chapter is finished)