Sima Mingxuan opened the door, and seeing Sheng Heng standing outside, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, but then he seemed to think of something, the surprise was suppressed, and he showed a gentle smile.
"Brother Sheng Heng, are you looking for me?" Sima Mingxuan asked.
"Can I go in?" Sheng Heng nodded.
"Please come in." Sima Mingxuan stepped aside and signaled Sheng Heng to go in.
Sheng Heng was also polite and strode in. The training room is very tidy, without any post-training traces. One can tell that Sima Mingxuan has just come here not long ago.
That's right, he was still harassing Xiao Hao in the cafeteria not long ago, counting the time, he arrived here almost not long ago.
"What do you drink, junior?" Sima Mingxuan opened the refrigerator and asked politely.
"No, you should know that I have something to ask for you." Sheng Heng said straight to the point, too lazy to pretend.
Sima Mingxuan smiled faintly, took a bottle of water from the refrigerator, walked over and handed it to Sheng Heng.
Sheng Heng didn't look at it, nor did he answer it. Sima Mingxuan unscrewed the lid by himself and took a sip: "Student Sheng Heng naturally goes to the Three Treasure Hall for nothing, but he doesn't know what to ask me for. If I can help, I will definitely help."
"Then trouble you to stay away from my boyfriend in the future." Sheng Heng said.
Sima Mingxuan pretended to be puzzled and said, "What do you mean by this, junior? Is there some misunderstanding?"
Sheng Heng is not interested in playing language games with Sima Mingxuan: "You know if it's a misunderstanding, in short, stay away from him."
"Student is so domineering, this road is not opened by your house, are you only allowed to walk? If you really care about your little boyfriend so much, just take it home and hide it. If you come here to keep others away, what is the answer? What? Didn’t the junior think that he would be awesome if he killed a ninth-level Zerg?” Sima Mingxuan mocked.
"How dare you, didn't the senior also kill the ninth-level Zerg?" Sheng Heng said.
A flash of pride flashed in Sima Mingxuan's eyes. Although he also killed the ninth-level Zerg, Sheng Heng was lucky and coupled with the special nature of the mimic mech, he did it. But he was different, he actually fought and defeated the ninth-level Zerg head-on. So in Sima Mingxuan's heart, he was always better than Sheng Heng.
"Student is wearing training clothes. I think he was training downstairs just now. Coincidentally, I also want to do some activities. Would you like to compete with me?" Sima Mingxuan raised his hand and released his mecha.
A black and red eighth-level mecha appeared leisurely, standing in front of the two of them, with a powerful and exquisite design, it was extraordinary at first glance.
"Although my Chi Yan is not as good as Zhong Lao's mimic system, nor Pang Lao's weapon system, I still like him very much." Sima Mingxuan pointedly said.
Sima Mingxuan already knew that Xiao Hao was Pang Lao's disciple
Yan Hao paid homage to two teachers at the same time. Apart from him, Cheng Wenkang, and He Shao, only Professor Qin, who recommended Yan Hao on the spot, knew about this matter. Later, Mr. Zhong announced the identity of Yan Hao's disciple to the outside, but Mr. Pang did not, so it stands to reason that Sima Mingxuan did not know.
It seems that this guy has spent a lot of time on Xiao Hao.
Thinking of this, Sheng Heng's expression darkened a bit.
Sima Mingxuan saw the change in Sheng Heng's expression and was delighted. If you're angry, it's best to print out my invitation to discuss and let me teach you a lesson.
"Congratulations, senior, for becoming an eighth-level mecha fighter." Sheng Heng congratulated with a half-smile.
"You don't have to be envious, junior. Your mimic mecha can already kill the ninth-level Zerg. Even if you can't advance to the next level, it's enough. It's better than before, you can only be a cripple." Sima Mingxuan said.
Sima Mingxuan was reminding him that he was just a cripple who got a mimetic system by chance, and in his life, he could only be a level 6 mecha fighter.
"I heard that the senior came back to school a month late to report, was he injured while killing the ninth-level Zerg?" Sheng Heng asked suddenly.
"It's normal to get some injuries when you kill the ninth-level Zerg, and the junior will return to school a month late." Sima Mingxuan said.
"Senior is different from me. I'm just a cripple who was lucky enough to get a mimic mech. Senior is a proud man. But I watched the video, and the senior's mecha didn't have any damage. I guess it's because of mental damage." Sheng Heng ask.
Sima Mingxuan's eyes trembled. The matter of his mental power problem was highly confidential within the Legion, and it was impossible to leak it out. How did Sheng Heng know
"I heard that the mental power boosted by the phantom potion will be very unstable. Seniors should be careful. This mental power is no better than the others. One is not good. The sea of consciousness is blown up. It's not like I'm just useless, and there are mimics. Mecha to make up for it." Sheng Heng said.
The smile on Sima Mingxuan's face could no longer be held back, and he stared at Sheng Heng suspiciously: "You don't have to worry about that, my junior."
"By the way, didn't the senior just say that you want to compete? You are already an eighth-level mecha fighter, and I am only a sixth-level. This competition seems a bit unfair. Why don't we compare spiritual strength? It happens that everyone is S-level. Although The senior is one year higher than me, but I'm born with S-level mental power, so it's not a disadvantage." Sheng Heng said with a smile.
The gods don't suffer, you know that my mental strength is unstable, so you threatened me on purpose, right? Threatening me that as long as you get close to Yan Hao in the future, you will attack me with mental power.
With a "click", Sima Mingxuan squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand, drank half of the water in it, immediately flushed the cap of the bottle, sprayed it out, and splashed all over the floor, but the two of them, who Nor did he look down.
"Student, it's easy to calculate." Sima Mingxuan sneered.
"Senior, thank you." Sheng Heng responded generously.
Compared with mecha, do you really think he is stupid? And the short attack the other long? And even if he is also an eighth-level mecha fighter, why would he fight you 50-50 if he can win a game. Thinking of this, Sheng Heng's huge mental power gushed out, but he didn't attack Sima Mingxuan directly, but hovered around him so that Sima Mingxuan could feel it, but he didn't really do anything.
But just like that, Sima Mingxuan was already scared and took several steps back.
"Heh!" Sheng Heng sneered, as if mocking Sima Mingxuan's cowardice.
Sima Mingxuan gritted his teeth fiercely, furious. At this moment, there was a knock on the door, which interrupted the confrontation between the two.
"Knock knock."
Sima Mingxuan turned around, went to the door and opened it. Sheng Heng didn't want to accidentally hurt others, so he withdrew his mental power.
"Mingxuan, did you forget to take the medicine again? I brought it to you." Yan Fei's voice sounded intimate.
Sima Mingxuan's expression changed, and just as he was about to speak, Sheng Heng walked over suddenly.
When Yan Fei saw Sheng Heng, a look of astonishment flashed across his face.
"It turns out that the senior should take medicine. It seems that the mental strength has not been fully cultivated. Then I will not compete today, otherwise it will appear that I have taken advantage of it. We have a chance to compete next time." Sheng Heng said, from the two of them Passed from the side and left the training room directly.
Sima Mingxuan is the future successor of the Sima Legion. Sheng Heng can't really abolish him, but he warns that it's almost done.
Sima Mingxuan looked at Sheng Heng's leaving back, his eyes almost burst into flames.
"Mingxuan, why is Sheng Heng here? Wait, why is your mental power so messed up? You're about to drink this potion." Sensing Sima Mingxuan's manic mental power, Yan Fei hurriedly sent the potion to the Sima Mingxuan's mouth.
"Crack!" Sima Mingxuan raised his hand and slapped Yan Fei's hand hard. Yan Fei was in pain, he couldn't hold his hand firmly, and the spiritual medicine spilled all over the floor.
"Mingxuan?" Yan Fei raised his head and took a trembling step back from his boss Ma Mingxuan's extremely angry eyes.
"Why did you come here!" He was ridiculed by Sheng Heng for not being as strong as him a moment ago, and Yan Fei came to deliver the medicine the next moment. What is he trying to do, to help Sheng Heng deliver evidence
"I... I'm worried that you forgot to take the medicine. Your mental strength is still unstable and you need to take the medicine on time." Yan Fei said timidly.
"Medicine, medicine, what's the use of these medicines?" Sima Mingxuan grabbed Yan Fei's shoulder and dragged him directly into the training room.
Yan Fei screamed in surprise, and realized that he had been thrown against the wall by Sima Mingxuan. He frowned in pain. Just as he was about to speak, Sima Mingxuan's body turned over. He pinched his face with one hand and pressed his shoulder with the other, and pressed him firmly against the wall.
"Ming... Mingxuan, what... what are you doing? I'm scared." Yan Fei trembled, tears almost falling from his eyes.
Sima Mingxuan just looked at him coldly, until Yan Fei was crying like tears all over his face, and then he seemed to come to his senses and let go of his hand suddenly.
"Cough, cough cough~~" Yan Fei leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, coughing loudly while breathing.
At this time, a pair of arms covered his shoulders again, Yan Fei trembled all over, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.
"I'm sorry." Sima Mingxuan's voice was full of regret.
"Mingxuan?" Yan Fei paused after struggling, and looked up at the guilty lover in front of him.
"I just lost control again, did I hurt you?" Sima Mingxuan looked at the pinch mark on Yan Fei's cheek with distress, "How could I, how could I treat you like this."
As he said that, he leaned down and kissed the pinch mark on Yan Fei's cheek as gently as if he were treating some rare treasure.
Mingxuan still loves me, the fear in Yan Fei's heart was instantly replaced by full of love, yes, Mingxuan loved him, the reason why he did that was because his mental restlessness affected his character.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, I'll prescribe the medicine for you when I get back." Yan Fei took the initiative to wrap his arms around Sima Mingxuan's waist, and said gently.
"Xiao Fei, do you like me?"
"I... I'm already yours, so why not..." Yan Fei said shyly.
Sima Mingxuan's eyes flickered red, he bowed his head and kissed with tongue, directly fascinated the young man in his arms. But during the whole process, his eyes were surprisingly calm, as calm as an outsider.
At the corner of the stairs, Sheng Heng withdrew the last trace of his spiritual power with a strange expression.
He wanted to know what Yan Fei and Sima Mingxuan would say just now, so when he withdrew his mental power, he left a small wisp, and concluded that Sima Mingxuan would not be able to detect it in his current state. And the result is indeed, Sima Mingxuan didn't notice it, he also heard some content, but these content...
Are the two already asleep
Although these two people are very annoying, the progress in certain things is really enviable. The one in his family is still at the stage of blushing when kissing.