**Chapter 63: The Blue-Haired Man Who Fell from the Sky Really Had Bad Intentions**

FE- Chapter 63: The Blue-Haired Man Who Fell from the Sky Had Bad Intentions

At night, Shrek Academy, in the grove next to the girls' dormitory.

Xiao Xiao's face was flushed as she shyly looked at Wang Dong's handsome face close at hand, and asked in a coy voice, "Wang Dong, it's so late, why did you bring me here?"

Wang Dong smiled. "Xiao Xiao, didn't I tell you last time? Of course, I want to try the martial soul fusion technique."

Xiao Xiao smiled sweetly. "Oh, okay, Wang Dong, let's try it."

A few minutes later, Xiao Xiao blushed as she looked at Wang Dong standing in front of her with his martial soul activated, a pair of gorgeous butterfly wings fluttering slightly on his back.

Wang Dong held Xiao Xiao's hand seriously, and his long eyelashes moved slightly as if he was sensing something.

Xiao Xiao felt shy, and her hand trembled slightly, but feeling the warmth of his palm made her inner joy soar.

"Why do I feel that Wang Dong's hands are softer than mine? Strange..."

Xiao Xiao was puzzled, but as she stared at Wang Dong's handsome face, she understood a little. After all, Wang Dong was more beautiful than many girls, with long eyelashes, and he was a young man who had been pampered since childhood, so it was normal for his skin to be softer.

Xiao Xiao immediately released her martial soul, the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron, and activated her soul power to cooperate with Wang Dong's perception.

Wang Dong grabbed Xiao Xiao's hand and fumbled for a long time, muttering with a puzzled expression, "It shouldn't be; I can be sure that Xiao Xiao, you are the person with the highest favorability at Shrek Academy."

"Why doesn't my soul power react to your soul power at all?"

The smile between Wang Dong's eyebrows converged, slowly turning into deep thought. Which step went wrong?

Feeling the soul power released by both him and Xiao Xiao, he noticed that they did not interfere with each other and showed no signs of blending.

Wang Dong was puzzled, and a voice appeared in his heart: "Among all the people I've met in the past, is Xiao Xiao not the one I like the most?"

"Who could it be?" Wang Dong lowered his head and thought hard.

A vague sense of inspiration flickered in his mind, but he couldn't quite grasp it.

Meanwhile, Xiao Xiao didn't feel disheartened. Her beautiful cheeks were still a bit flushed. Looking at Wang Dong holding her hand, she said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, "Wang Dong, is there nothing you can feel just by holding hands? Why don't you try hugging me or something else?"

Wang Dong's pale blue eyes lit up slightly. "That makes sense; let's try it."

Xiao Xiao felt happy.

So, just like completing Zhou Yi's running task on the playground, Wang Dong lifted Xiao Xiao's soft and slender waist, flapped his butterfly wings, and flew into the air of the grove.

Xiao Xiao was instantly unhappy. She took a deep breath angrily, feeling slightly depressed. "Is this the hug I was talking about?"

She had originally thought that Wang Dong would hug her gently, but she didn't expect that this clueless straight man would carry her into the air.

The two flew up, and several classmates in the grove saw this scene. A few girls from the same class looked up and spotted them, smiles on their faces as they whispered and laughed.

"Wow, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao are flying on a date. So romantic."

"Hehe, Wang Dong is a perfect boyfriend; he's handsome, talented, and can play in the air. I can't imagine how happy Xiao Xiao will be in the future," one girl added with an ambiguous smile.

"Hey, don't smile like that! Maybe Xiao Xiao and Wang Dong haven't confessed their love yet."

One of the girls looked curiously at Bai Yunli. "Aren't you assigned to the same group as them? How is Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao's relationship now?"

Bai Yunli fell into deep thought and replied, "It's obvious that Xiao Xiao likes Wang Dong, but Wang Dong seems a bit of a scumbag… He seems to be leading Xiao Xiao on, but it's also possible that they are still in the stage of cultivating feelings."

"No way, how could Wang Dong be a scumbag? I think they are a good match." This girl, who liked Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, didn't believe he was a scumbag.

Another girl with a gossiping nature then looked at Bai Yunli. "Yunli, you're in the same group with them now. After spending a long time together, will you end up liking Wang Dong too?"

Bai Yunli rolled her eyes at her unhappily. "I am not part of a beauty association, and I don't have any heart-pounding feelings for Wang Dong."

"Oh? Then what do you think of Xie Huanyue? Is she suitable?"

Bai Yunli was stunned. "Suitable for what?"

Meanwhile, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, who were in the air on the other side, flew back and forth clumsily.

Xiao Xiao, being held in mid-air by the waist and sulking, hugged herself with her arms. Her whole body seemed to tense up, and her originally soft and petite form seemed stretched straight.

Wang Dong, with many questions in his mind, asked, "Xiao Xiao, what's wrong? Why don't you release your soul power?"

Xiao Xiao, fuming, replied, "Wang Dong, you can't just hold someone like this!"

"I'm not flying with you; it's like this when we were running before."

Wang Dong felt a bit embarrassed; he had been holding her relatively gently.

Once Xiao Xiao sensed his change in demeanor, she stopped being upset and snorted softly. "Let's try the martial soul fusion technique. Can we treat it the same as running?"

As she said this, she released a ray of soul power to cooperate with Wang Dong's perception.

After flying for more than ten minutes, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao carefully explored the connection but still found nothing. Their soul powers remained as before, showing no reaction between them.

Wang Dong slowly descended to the ground with Xiao Xiao.

Xiao Xiao placed her hands on her hips and pouted, looking away, a bit dissatisfied with Wang Dong's previous actions.

Wang Dong calmly smoothed out his clothes and then promised her food and a walk in the evening, coaxing Xiao Xiao with a few sweet words.

Xiao Xiao was attentive and noticed Wang Dong's inadvertent little action. Her light green eyes sparkled slightly.

Well! Wang Dong exercises regularly!

Xiao Xiao became increasingly certain of this.

She didn't feel disappointed about the lack of response to the martial soul fusion technique, smiling as she comforted him. "Okay, Wang Dong, don't think too much."

"Don't believe the big fool's thoughts in your mind. You are the Butterfly Martial Soul of the Goddess of Light, and I am the Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron. The fusion of a beast martial soul with a weapon martial soul is like a hammer..."

A certain God King shouted: Hey! How can you talk like that? Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean you don't have it. This is a truth beyond your cognition.

Without extraordinary wisdom, do you still expect to understand this?

Wang Dong furrowed his brow in thought and said strangely, "Logically speaking, even if there is no four martial soul fusion technique, there must be a 'Winter Xiao Power' that can speed up practice or something. How come there's not even a hint of Winter Xiao Power?"

Xiao Xiao looked puzzled. "Wang Dong, four martial soul fusion skills?"

Xiao Xiao was surprised. "My two martial souls are weapon martial souls. Even if you can successfully fuse with my Three Lives Soul-Suppressing Cauldron and Jiufeng Laiyi Xiao, that would only create two martial soul fusion skills."

Wang Dong smiled mysteriously at her and pulled Xiao Xiao deeper into the grove.

Xiao Xiao thought Wang Dong was about to get serious. A little glimmer of joy sparked in her eyes as she nervously asked, "Wang Dong, you… what do you want to do by bringing me here?"

Wang Dong whispered, "Xiao Xiao, I have twin martial souls just like you, and my second martial soul is a weapon martial soul. Maybe the probability of successfully fusing our martial souls will be higher."

She looked delighted. "I will only tell you, Xiao Xiao, this secret; you must not tell anyone."

Xiao Xiao pursed her lips and said lightly, clearly disappointed with this answer.

No matter how talented Wang Dong was, it was just a bonus for Xiao Xiao. She cared more about feelings.

Xiao Xiao suppressed her inner thoughts. Although the expected things that would enhance her feelings didn't happen, she was still a bit happy that Wang Dong could confide in her about his twin martial souls secret.

At this moment, Wang Dong sighed softly. "Hey, Xiao Xiao, I understand that the beast martial soul and the weapon martial soul cannot be integrated. But the voice in my mind keeps urging me to try."

Whenever he thought about this, Wang Dong felt a bit unsettled. "It seems that this is my mission for coming to Shrek Academy. This feeling is uncomfortable, woo woo."

As he spoke, mist gradually filled Wang Dong's powder-blue eyes.

Xiao Xiao's eyes showed some distress, and she gently tugged at her sleeve. "Wang Dong, did you maybe suffer some mental damage when you were a child? Didn't your parents take you to find some medicine for treatment?"

"My parents…" Wang Dong had been taken care of since he could remember, and the concept of biological parents was very unfamiliar to him.

"Xiao Xiao, my first memory is when I was six years old, my elder and second fathers took me to the gate of the Haotian Sect and told me with joy, 'Dong'er, this will be our home from now on.'"

Xiao Xiao paused to think and asked softly, "Then Wang Dong, can you still remember your childhood, that is, before the age of six?"

Wang Dong's eyes shifted slightly, and he shook his head slowly. "I have no impression of any memories before the age of six; it's all blank."

"If we view your memories from childhood to adulthood as a whole period, with the six-year mark as a dividing line, then it seems the first half of your memories just vanished into thin air."

Xiao Xiao nodded, her lips pursed as she thought seriously. "Wang Dong, your adoptive fathers you mentioned..."

She was unsure of the meaning. "They're my adoptive fathers. I've called them that since I can remember."

Wang Dong pressed his lips together and explained, "When my fathers sent me to Shrek Academy, they told me that my biological parents were far away and had important things to do."

Haha, that's not quite true.

Being a compassionate Buddha in the far west truly meant being far away. Just think about how they probably spend their days observing the son of luck and training a capable war dog; they must be busy.

...

At the Sun Moon Empire, in Mingde Hall, in Huo Yuhao's room.

Under Miss Meng's guidance, Huo Yuhao designed many copies of the "calf armor + combat boots" drawings.

Meng Hongchen brought her two long, white, and beautiful legs together a little, rubbed her hair with her fingertips, and smiled. "Yuhao, do you want to draw your thighs again…?"

Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment but still nodded. "Yes, I want to draw them."

"Then what about the waist?" Meng Hongchen smiled slightly.

Huo Yuhao contemplated the design of the battle skirt and nodded sincerely. "I want that too."

Meng Hongchen suddenly approached Huo Yuhao and teased, "Yuhao, with our current relationship, you, brother Yuhao, haven't taken the initiative to improve it. Sister can't just lift the nightgown to the waist to expose a large area for you to draw..."

Huo Yuhao thought about it for a moment, wondering whether Meng Hongchen's words "our relationship, take the initiative" hinted at him.

"Yuhao… you can't always let your sister take the initiative, huh?"

Meng Hongchen gazed into Huo Yuhao's soulful eyes, a tenderness in her expression.

Huo Yuhao looked at the beautiful face so close to him. Their eyes met, and he observed every flutter of her eyelashes very carefully. After a moment of consideration, he quietly leaned closer and gently touched her fair cheek.

Though Meng Hongchen felt happy, she didn't seem entirely pleased and looked at him somewhat unhappily.

Huo Yuhao was taken aback. "Sister Meng, this should be enough to repay your efforts tonight. I can't… woo!"

Before he could finish, Meng Hongchen's eyelashes fluttered slightly, causing her to lean forward.

Zizi...

Huo Yuhao felt a tug at his cheek as he raised his hand, gently embracing Meng Hongchen's slender waist.

Meng Hongchen had always been proactive in her affection for Huo Yuhao, but when the kiss became real, she realized that this was much more complex than she had imagined.

Her shoulders, adorned with white slender straps, trembled slightly as Huo Yuhao lightly patted her back to offer comfort.

Though Meng Hongchen's cheeks were slightly flushed, she felt very happy after the kiss and was quite satisfied with Huo Yuhao's performance. "Yuhao, let's continue painting."

Huo Yuhao nodded, and with Meng Hongchen's close assistance, he prepared to practice the design of the thigh armor.

Outside the house, after waiting in the corridor for a while, Xiao Hongchen felt he had to protect his own "cabbage" and must not let Huo Yuhao take advantage of the situation.

Relying on his authority as the eldest son of Mingde Hall, he knocked on the door and said, "Yuhao, I need to talk to you. Come in."

Then he pushed the door open and walked in.

When Xiao Hongchen entered the bedroom, he saw his sister in a pure white nightgown, her face flushed. Huo Yuhao was holding a pen in his hand, seemingly groping around his sister's thigh.

"Huo Yuhao, what are you doing?" Xiao Hongchen glared. This blue-haired man was indeed plotting against his sister.

Fortunately, the two of them hadn't done anything over the line, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Hongchen naturally pulled the quilt over her, her beautiful eyes displaying some displeasure as she said angrily, "Brother, this is Yuhao's room! Why did you just break in without his consent?"

Huo Yuhao noticed that Xiao Hongchen seemed relieved and pondered for a moment before quickly reacting. 

Xiao Hongchen was here to protect his sister again.

But he and Meng Hongchen hadn't done anything inappropriate.

Holding the thigh armor design in his hand, Huo Yuhao said to Xiao Hongchen, "Brother Xiao, we didn't do anything; I was just drawing some comic illustrations."

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