MTL - Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?-Chapter 18 18%

When he said these two words, Ji Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment, unable to react.

She nodded and said blankly, "Well, yes."

Until a moment later, her open lips froze, and the word "Shuangxiu" lingered in her heart, and then formed a specific picture in her imagination, flashing in her mind.

As if something exploded in her thoughts, Ji Qingzhuo's eyes widened, she looked in Shen Rongyu's direction, but the focus of her eyes could only fall on his chest.

His clothes were embroidered with delicate epiphyllum patterns, clean and clean, and the layers of clothes also covered his chest tightly, as if saying the word "double cultivation" was a blasphemy against him.

Heat welled up in her heart, she felt her cheeks were extremely hot, she just lowered her head.

Before Ji Qingzhuo could speak, Shen Rongyu saw her like this, and even teased her again: "Yes."

His cool tone pierced Ji Qingzhuo's ears, as if ice met fire, and her whole body was about to melt.

She wanted to explain, but her lips seemed to be stuck tightly by something, and she couldn't utter a word.

"I don't know any dual cultivation skills. If I really want to do this, I need to teach me." Shen Rongyu looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

He knew that Ji Qingzhuo was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole in the ground, but he couldn't help it, he was not a good person.

Ji Qingzhuo's toes were pointing to the ground, wishing he could dig a hole in the shoal by the lake, the morning breeze was slightly cool, blowing on his face, but it couldn't blow away the heat that rushed to his cheeks.

For as long as she was shy, Shen Rongyu looked at her for a long time. He didn't take a step forward until he was about to be late for morning class.

At this time, on the river beach in front of Ji Qingzhuo, she had already rubbed a small hole with her feet, and it took her a long time to say a word: "I..."

"I'm going to be late for morning class." Shen Rongyu held her wrist and said, he found that only at this time, her skin had some ordinary warmth.

Ji Qingzhuo raised her head, there was a little water in her eyes, the sheer shame on her cheeks made her want to cry.

"I won't...I said it wrong..." Ji Qing thought about it, but she was caught off guard by Shen Rongyu who had already dragged her into the Snow Burying Sword. At this time, if she drove the flywheel by herself, she would not be able to catch up with the morning class.

"I said yes, but you said you wouldn't?" Shen Rongyu raised an eyebrow and said to Ji Qingzhuo, "Zhuozhuo, are you playing tricks on me?"

Ji Qingzhuo didn't have any intentions to play tricks on others, it was Shen Rongyu who was playing tricks on her, but Ji Qingzhuo couldn't bear it and didn't turn his head around.

She bit her lip and mumbled, "Senior Brother Xiaoyu, I'm sorry."

Ji Qingzhuo felt that Shen Rongyu might not take her to practice in the future, but Shen Rongyu's cool voice sounded above her head: "It's one hour on weekdays, do you want two hours in the future?"

Thinking of the rewards for the internal assessment, Ji Qingzhuo boldly said: "Three hours... is it okay?"

Shen Rongyu laughed in a low voice, his chest vibrated slightly, and even the celestial cloud on the skirt seemed to come alive.

"Yes." He said, "If you are a dual cultivation person, of course you can."

Ji Qingzhuo couldn't catch her breath, and almost choked on her throat. She faltered and wanted to explain, but the system she was bound to couldn't stand it anymore, so she spoke to remind her.

"Host, Shen Rongyu is teasing you. He already knew that you were wrong, but it's okay for you to be wrong. I have no objection. I can log off by myself." The system kept talking.

In the oncoming wind on the Burial Snow Sword, Ji Qingzhuo raised his eyes slowly, and managed to focus on Shen Rongyu's face. His thin lips were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.

"Senior brother Xiaoyu, are you kidding me?" Ji Qingzhuo asked slowly, word by word, she couldn't believe it.

"Yes." Shen Rongyu admitted honestly.

Ji Qingzhuo stomped his feet on the spot, but he tilted his body, lost his balance, and fell from the Burial Snow Sword.

Shen Rongyu grabbed her waist: "Don't fall down."

Ji Qingzhuo's body bullied her, and her forehead hit his chest, and there was a deep laughter.

"Stop laughing..." Ji Qingzhuo whispered, her voice was extremely low.

Shen Rongyu stopped laughing, and he raised his eyes to look into the distance. When he laughed before, the smile didn't reach his eyes. This time, because the thin ice in his cold and brittle eyes dissipated, the depth of his eyes was finally cleared. There is a little light of joy.

A piece of wood, it's really fun, he thought.

Today's morning class is a magic class. Unfortunately, the person who teaches this class is an acquaintance. Ji Qingzhuo doesn't like this class the least.

because-

With a stern face, Ye Duanhong watched Ji Qingzhuo arrive at the classroom last.

There are few turquoise plants in his cave, and more hard rocks make up the buildings and landscapes. Even the tabletops on which they learn spells are some special hard white stones.

Ji Qingzhuo's cultivation base is low, and she often can't use her spells. If it wasn't for Yu Sukong's relationship, Ye Duanhong would have thrown her out a long time ago.

He stared at Ji Qingzhuo, and said stiffly: "Sit down."

Ji Qingzhuo put his book on the table. The first half of Ye Duanhong's spell class was to explain the principles and precautions of casting spells, and the second half was free practice.

The spell he talked about today is very basic, it is the air defense technique, which needs to resonate with the airflow in the air, and induce the airflow to lift oneself up to the sky. This is the most basic way of air defense.

Ji Qingzhuo listened carefully to the class this time. She recorded all the precautions that Ye Duanhong said in the book, and she was silently reciting many numbers in her heart.

Her weight, the maximum airflow that her low mana can pull, the size of the resistance of the air, and the angle of entry into the air...

These data were written by her on paper one by one with ink and pen, and the complex and huge calculations were carried out in her mind.

The system didn't understand the data, it thought Ji Qingzhuo was joking.

Even Ye Duanhong noticed that she had been counting with her head down. He stepped forward and looked down at the numbers in Ji Qingzhuo's book.

He chuckled disdainfully and said: "Ji Qingzhuo, this is not an array class. The most important thing is to experience spells in person. If you practice a hundred times in your heart, it is not as good as trying it yourself. What's the use?"

Ji Qingzhuo put down her ink pen in silence, and she wrote the last string of numbers. At this time, after Ye Duanhong finished speaking, there was a sharp laughter among the students studying.

"Yeah, the first small test in the sect, you were the last one." Qiu Mingxue, who was in the same class as her, rolled her eyes, "I don't know why a mortal like you with mediocre qualifications is stuck in the sect. Occupying sect resources."

Ji Qingzhuo closed the book and raised his eyes, only to see Yingxiu who was sitting beside Qiu Mingxue tugging at the hem of her clothes, telling her to stop talking.

This Xuan Yunzong's internal assessment scores after three years, in addition to the final assessment test scores accounted for a large part, the usual classroom performance will also be included in the assessment criteria, attendance and classroom performance will affect the assessment results.

Although Ye Duanhong is fierce and dislikes her, his class scoring standards are very strict and transparent. For example, when he taught pyrotechnics in the last class, he would set standards for the size, shape, and temperature of the flames released, and judge this class based on this There are four grades for class scores: A, B, C, and D.

During the flame spell, although Ji Qingzhuo only produced a flame the size of a fingernail, not even enough to light a cigarette, but because the flame she released was perfect in shape and high enough in temperature, Ye Duanhong still kept a straight face , and gave her a second class in disgust—this made Ji Qingzhuo, who just wanted to show off, exclaimed in surprise, her flame was so small!

This time Yukongshu also has assessment criteria, the test is how long it takes to hover in the air and get the three beacons in the air, and the test site of Yukongshu is also risky.

Ye Duanhong led them to a high cliff in the cave, he didn't let the mysterious mist look down from the high cliff, he could clearly see the scattered hard rocks and the hundreds of feet high cliff.

Those who have mastered the sky-defying technique will jump into the cliff and take the beacon that is shining in the middle of the cliff.

Ji Qingzhuo is afraid of heights and lacks mana, so the test of the air defense technique is really... an almost impossible task for her.

"I advise you not to go there." Ye Duanhong said coldly to Ji Qingzhuo, "If you can't support yourself, I won't save you. You should be self-aware."

"Yes." Qiu Mingxue walked past them, and stood in front of the group of disciples with her head held high, like a proud little peacock, "Elder Ye, I'll come first."

She raised her head and jumped down the cliff lightly. Although she was a little unstable, she quickly took the three beacons into her hands.

Ye Duanhong counted the time: "It's half a stick of incense time, very soon."

Following behind Qiu Mingxue was Ying Xiu. Her speed was faster than Qiu Mingxue's, but after noticing Qiu Mingxue's fixed gaze on her, she slowed down her pace and even let herself fall in the air. To stagger, it took a little longer than Qiu Mingxue in the end.

The disciples who came to test after that were not as fast as the two of them, and Ji Qingzhuo was at the end.

Standing behind the crowd, she rubbed the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and even the system said worriedly: "Host, I advise you not to try it. If something goes wrong, I really have no ability to save you."

"I know." Ji Qingzhuo comforted the system.

But she still walked forward, and Ye Duanhong reminded her: "Ji Qingzhuo, you still don't want to die by yourself."

Ye Duanhong clearly knew that with Ji Qingzhuo's current cultivation level, it was impossible to fully display the Royal Sky Technique.

Ji Qingzhuo lowered her head, and she took off the heavy robe she was wearing, only revealing her lithe figure, wearing that robe, she would be much heavier.

She stands on the cliff, the cold white rocks give people a great sense of oppression, she is afraid of heights, and she is dizzy even looking down.

The strong wind on the cliff blew up the hem of her clothes, and she closed her eyes, not looking at the frightening height below her.

Ye Duanhong, Qiu Mingxue and others watched her quietly, they didn't think she could jump down.

Ji Qingzhuo remembered what Shen Rongyu said to her when he took her on a ride with the wind for the first time.

"Since you want to cultivate immortality and gallop between heaven and earth, why should you be afraid of heights?"

The soft skirt was lifted by the wind, and her slender ankles trembled.

Ye Duanhong's indifferent eyes reflected her figure, and then, was replaced by shock.

Ji Qingzhuo jumped down from the cliff, as if riding the wind.