Chapter 51 Purification Teaching (1)
Lu Zhizhi opened the door of the clean room and saw a tall man with a tall back.
"Frank?" she shouted in surprise.
Feng Heng turned around. His white hair had been trimmed and changed from blocking his vision to short, upward hair, making his already aggressive and handsome face even more sharp.
Wearing a Morandi green tight-fitting uniform, his large chest muscles are wrapped in sharp lines, like a second layer of skin. The curvature of his shoulders, the muscle lines of his arms, and the strength of his waist and abdomen are all exposed. He wore a thin black chest and back, and the belt around his waist was connected to the leg rings on his thighs. The leather mouth was tight, giving people a sense of abstinence.
Lu Zhizhi suddenly felt a push at her feet. She lowered her head and looked over. She didn't know when a white wolf had squatted at her feet. At this time, its big tail was sweeping around on the ground.
She squatted down and scratched Bai Lang's chin, and said to Feng Heng: "I was looking for you just now, but I didn't expect you to come out. Was the confinement lifted early?"
Hearing this, Feng Heng was startled for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Looking for me?"
Lu Zhizhi tilted her head and looked at him, "Yes, I joined the White Tower just to see you again."
Although this was only one of the reasons, she felt there was no need to explain them all.
His gray eyes stared straight at her, making Lu Zhizhi unable to read anything from his expression.
But the tail of the white wolf at hand was raised high, almost leaving an afterimage.
Bai Lang couldn't help but humped her with his muzzle and pulled her with his front paws. Lu Zhizhi didn't squat properly and was suddenly pushed to sit on the ground, smiling and stroking the big dog that kept burrowing into her arms.
She nodded her wet black nose and said, "You are too strong."
As if he could understand, the white wolf whimpered like a puppy in his throat. He no longer kissed her, but licked her palm with his rough tongue.
Lu Zhizhi was tickled by the licks, smiled and stroked its fluffy fur, and rubbed his face against the fluffy fur on its neck.
"Did you name it?"
After she asked, she didn't hear Feng Heng's answer. She held the big wolf dog and looked sideways. She saw that Feng Heng had turned his back for some reason, and the muscles in his back and arms were very tight.
What, the dog is so cute, but the owner has such a bad personality.
Lu Zhizhi petted the dog for a while, then walked in and said, "If you have nothing else to do, please go back first. I have an appointment later."
Feng Heng's gaze slid towards her without trace, following her from the diagnosis bed to the chair, watching her sit down solemnly, and then said: "I am the person who made the appointment."
Lu Zhizhi's big eyes widened, "You?"
Feng Heng raised an eyebrow and sneered: "Have you been disappointed?"
Not to mention disappointed, she had hoped to have an ordinary sentinel for her to experiment with, but forget it, they were all sentinels anyway.
"Then come on, but you must have heard that I am only C-level and cannot do purification that is too difficult."
Feng Heng asked: "Then why were you able to use emotional comfort on me when I was in danger in the Water Blue Star building?"
Lu Zhizhi was confused, "I'm useless."
Feng Heng saw that the expression on her face did not seem to be fake. He thought for a few seconds and asked, "Didn't Li Chenjun teach you?"
Lu Zhizhi recalled: "I have purified several times, but either he took the lead, or I purified others in a daze and didn't know how."
After saying that, she saw that Feng Heng's face turned gloomy as if he had thought of something, thinking that he was not confident about his ability, so she quickly said: "Don't worry, although I am a half-wit, I won't cause any harm to you."
Feng Heng's expression was very subtle and his lips moved, but in the end he said nothing. He walked over and held her armpits with both hands, lifted her up and sat on the chair, then put Lu Zhizhi on his lap.
She held Feng Heng's shoulders and felt that their posture was a bit ambiguous. She struggled and said, "What are you doing? I can just use the spiritual thread. I don't need to come into contact with you." The hand with bulging veins clasped her waist. , "I'm about to go on a mission. Super shallow purification won't help me at all. If Li Chenjun hasn't taught you how to purify, I will."
Lu Zhizhi stopped moving after hearing this, and asked a little excitedly: "Can you really teach me?"
Feng Heng leaned his upper body on the back of the chair and looked at her with lowered eyelids, "I have never eaten pork, but I have always seen pigs running away."
Lu Zhizhi was right. As one of the S-class sentinels of the White Tower, Feng Heng must have been purified by many guides, and his experience must be much better than that of a dabbler like her.
Although this seems very unprofessional, it is still better than showing cowardice in front of other sentries since they are acquaintances.
Thinking of this, Lu Zhizhi dug her hands into the metal buckle on the man's chest and back, and said sheepishly: "Then you can teach me how the previous guides purified you?"
Feng Heng's leg suddenly pushed her, causing her to lie on his chest. The man's chest muscles were large and soft to the touch. Lu Zhizhi said in a panic: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that."
"The first step is to focus." The man interrupted before she could finish.
Lu Zhizhi took a deep breath, followed what he said, and focused his attention on the spiritual sea.
Feng Heng saw her closing her eyes and her eyes were floating. He stretched out his hand and pressed his fingertips on her red lips. His big hands almost wrapped her little face in his palms.
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"The second step is to establish a spiritual channel."
"How to build it?"
As soon as Lu Zhizhi finished asking, he saw a white light in the distance in the spiritual sea, projecting from a distance like a tunnel.
She walked in that direction and entered a snowy plateau.
She stepped on the snow, making a crunching sound. Every step made a pit, and the snow covered her calves.
cold.
Bitingly cold.
In the purification room, Lu Zhizhi, who had her eyes closed, began to tremble all over. She subconsciously wanted to hug herself tightly, but Feng Heng took her in his arms and warmed her with his hot chest.
His hands touched up from her slender waist, along her back to the back of her neck. His big, thick palms could break the slender neck with almost no effort, but he just held it gently, filled with excitement. He stroked the back of her neck with control.
His big hand clasped the back of her head and exerted a slight force, causing Lu Zhizhi to meet his lips.
The bronze skin and her porcelain white cheeks formed a strong contrast. Feng Heng's longing that he had endured for a long time was finally satisfied in this second.
He was breathing heavily, feeling that his chest was swollen, and the tights on his body became tighter, as if they were about to burst.
Lu Zhizhi, who came to Feng Heng's spiritual sea, didn't know what was going on outside, leaving a string of her small footprints in the endless snow.
Lu Zhizhi shouted helplessly: "Frank, where are you? What should I do next?"
Suddenly, a white wolf appeared on the snow line in the distance, staring at Lu Zhizhi.
The white wolf ran towards her, his hair pushed back against the wind, his narrow gray eyes slightly narrowed, and he jumped up to block the sunlight.
Lu Zhizhi was pinned down by the white wolf, its front paws pressing on her shoulders, its eyes stern and sharp.
She never thought that the word "fengshen handsome" would be reflected in a wolf, but at this moment, it was really handsome.
(End of chapter)