Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao's Demon Seed Brother

Chapter 70 The attitude on the face is a mask in the heart
Tianmeng Bingcan continued to ramble, "I am an unprecedented million-year-old wisdom soul ring, which is more or less useful. I can let you take the absolute initiative in this fusion.
Hehe, leave everything to me. "

While the ice silkworm was talking, it had already started to act, and a cool breath continued to spread throughout Huo Dongjun's body. He felt that his spiritual strength had subtly increased.

Strands of icy blue silk threads flew out from his body and quickly wrapped the bodies of Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong.

The two hugged each other and turned into a huge cocoon, which fell towards the bed.

Huo Dongjun did not stop Tianmeng Iceworm. He remembered that Tianmeng's move was indeed mysterious. In the original timeline, Wang Dong had indeed become a vassal of Wuhun Fusion because of this.

So the Tianmeng Iceworm is by no means the existence of a certain camp of gods.

The boy's thinking is very clear, and he has been watching the fusion of the two with cold eyes. This fusion is also good for his own physique.

The icy blue breath continued to condense, moving and changing within each other's bodies.

As the night gradually deepened, the auras of Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong continued to entangle. All the soul power in Wang Dong's body could enter his body, but it only moved around the outer sky, but could never enter the core of the inner heart.

Huo Dongjun's golden soul power was much more domineering. Wisps of it entered Wang Dong's body unscrupulously, plundering wantonly and running around the meridians.

In Wangdong, the outer Zhoutian, the inner Zhoutian, and the small Zhoutian move, thus repeating.

There was nothing to say all night, and the sky gradually brightened.

The ice blue cocoon gradually faded, revealing the two people inside.

Huo Dongjun and Wang Dong hugged each other tightly, with the white-haired boy pressing him under him. Wang Dong's delicate face curled up on the white-haired boy's neck, and his breath caressed the boy's earlobes.

The white-haired boy suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Wang Dong who was right in front of him, and frowned slightly.

The two people's chests and abdomens were completely pressed together, and a warm feeling came from them. A faint fragrant smell continued to spread, which smelled particularly good.

The soft and boneless touch makes people invisibly remember it deeply, just like the gentle spring flowers blooming and the gentle countryside far away.

Huo Dongjun pushed her away casually, and began to observe the soul power in his body. The golden soul power was the same as usual, but the growth rate was faster than before.

You must know that his cultivation speed was already fast enough. This discovery made the young man feel a little better.

Huo Dongjun walked to the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

White hair and blue eyes, pure indigo ice flowers in the eyes, it is rare in the world in terms of appearance, not to mention the pure dusty temperament of the young sunshine.

Even the pickiest person would find it hard to criticize his appearance.

He didn't pay attention to these, his gaze was fixed on the look of the boy in the mirror.

His face was expressionless, and even carried some kind of coldness and coldness. No one dared to look at the young man's sharp eyes.

The next moment, the cold face disappeared, and the sharp eyes were silent.

Instead, the young man's gentle and cheerful face appeared out of thin air, and the young man's sunny and peaceful smile appeared in his eyes.

The attitude on the face is a mask in the heart,

Only by wearing a mask can we better observe the world with a cold eye. This sentence he has never forgotten.

If you want to change the old things that have been around for a long time, you must choose to integrate in the early stages. Therefore, in the early stages of growth, attitude [mask] is very important.

The boy tidied up the messy clothes.

"Wang Dong, wake up."

Huo Dongjun walked to the bed, then stretched out his hand and patted him.

Wang Dong only felt that his sleep was extra long and hard, and most of his body was sore and numb because he kept in the same position.

"Ah."

Wang Dong hummed softly, with a bit of laziness in his voice, and even a bit of delicateness in it.

He slowly opened his eyes and saw Huo Dongjun not far away, with a slight smile on his face.

But soon, he couldn't smile anymore.

Because his bed was extremely messy, the signs of sagging on the bed were particularly obvious, his body was in great pain, and the sheets were lying haphazardly in the corner.

Wang Dong put his gaze on the opposite bed, which belonged to Huo Dongjun's neatly made bed.

He stood up swiftly, tried his best to overcome the numbness in his body, and reached out to touch Huo Dongjun's bed sheet, it was cold.

My heart was also cold.

Wang Dong didn't dare to look at Huo Dongjun. There was a little anger and well-hidden shyness in his voice, "Where did you sleep last night?"

"I just woke up. Do you still remember what happened yesterday?" Huo Dongjun quietly changed the topic and took the initiative in his own hands.

"The two of us used martial soul fusion skills and hugged each other. I can't remember the rest."

He shook his head.

"I can't remember what happened next. I found him on your bed when I woke up." The young man shrugged indifferently, with just the right amount of curiosity in his eyes.

Wang Dong sat by the bed, and after hearing this, his breathing became a little short, and his face flushed again.

"Maybe, we really have martial soul fusion skills."

"Let's not talk about that, there is an award ceremony this morning. Since there are things to do in the morning, we will talk about the Wuhun fusion skill in the afternoon." Huo Dongjun reminded.

"Ow."

The two of them finished washing and just left the student dormitory when they met Xiao Xiao who had been waiting for them downstairs.

The girl smiled and waved.

After the three of them had breakfast, Wang Dong seemed a little silent, as if he had been wanting to ask something, but seeing Xiao Xiao sitting beside him, he had no choice but to give up in the end.

The morning is bright and the air is fresh.

All students who passed the freshman assessment gathered at Shrek Square to wait for the upcoming class placement and final awards.

Soon, Du Weilun, the teaching director of the Wuhun Department, appeared on the scene, followed by more than a dozen teachers from the outer school, including Zhou Yi.

There are no particularly fancy activities.

Du Weilun held a folder and looked at them with a smile on his face, "The final round is over, and I will officially announce your ranking and rewards."

"No.3, Dai Huabin's team, come out."

But Dai Huabin did not appear, only Zhu Lu and Cui Yajie appeared in front of the teachers.

Zhu Lu said apologetically, "Teacher Du, Dai Huabin is still a little unwell, so I will take his place."

More than a dozen teachers focused their attention on Zhu Lu. The black-haired girl did not show any signs of stage fright, and still maintained an apologetic expression on her face.

Although Dai Huabin's right arm bone was shattered, it shouldn't be a serious problem if the inner courtyard's top healing soul sage took the shot yesterday.

They quickly figured out what the problem was.

It was Dai Huabin who was dissatisfied with the rules of the freshman competition and didn't think he should get third place in the district.

All the first grade students burst into applause.

After a series of selections, there were only more than 300 freshmen left, which was nearly two-thirds less.

With the achievement of defeating their opponents through hard work, they will have a greater sense of honor as Shrek students.

Du Weilun looked at Zhu Lu Cui Yajie, the smile on his face did not diminish at all.

　Happy Children's Day!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)