The patron saint always wants to have sex with me

That young man looked a few years younger than he thought, how could he be his patriarch?Could it be a ghost too?

Song Bin frowned, looked him up and down, but didn't find the Yin Qi that a ghost should have in him.

"I didn't expect to see a fellow Taoist in the secular world." The young man spoke softly, with a smile on his face, but vaguely revealed alienation.

He was better when he was facing Song Jun, but towards other people, even Fang Xiang, he had an unconscious contempt, as if he was superior, and these people were nothing but ants.

"Fellow Daoist?" Song Jun frowned slightly, not sure of his identity for a while.There are not many people in this world who can give him a sense of threat, and this person in front of him can be counted as one.

It's just that I don't know where he came from. I've never heard of such a person before.

"Cultivator's unified title." The young man smiled slightly, and didn't bother with the title too much, but said: "My junior accidentally offended you, I hope you can let him go, after all, he is the last blood of our Fang family. .”

As he spoke, he pointed at Luo Feixing, and a green glow quickly melted into it at a speed that could not be observed by the naked eye: "He was just stunned by drugs, and did not cause any harm to his body."

While speaking, Luo Feixing slowly woke up.

He opened his eyes, first saw the black mist all over the sky, and then saw Song Jun standing there with a stern look, he couldn't help being surprised: "Are you all right?"

"You still ask me if I'm okay." Song Jun rapped his head, his tone was fierce, but the breath on his body softened: "I don't know if I'm fascinated by others, and I still say that I'm not stupid all day long."

"I'm not stupid in the first place." Luo Feixing curled his lips and muttered softly.

He turned his eyes and saw Fang Xiang, Lu Haochen and Wei Yun who were slumped on the ground, and roughly understood what happened.

It's just that the young man with a smile on the corner of his mouth standing opposite has never been seen before.

"That's the ancestor of the Fang family." Song Jun patted his head: "He's a cultivator."

"Is it an existence similar to yours?" Luo Feixing asked strangely, and was a little curious.It was the first time he met a practitioner other than Song Jun.

"It's not the same." Song Jun paused: "I only started practicing after my death, but he should have practiced during his lifetime until now."

Luo Feixing's eyes widened: "Longevity?"

The ancestor of the Fang family must have been one or two hundred years old, but the young man in front of him seemed to be only 25 or [-] years old, so he couldn't tell that he was already an old man.

"It's just delaying death to a certain extent." The young man said with a smile, and a pair of slender eyes stared at him: "Your physique is good, why don't you take me as your teacher and step into the road of cultivation."

"Will you be my teacher?" Luo Feixing had a strange expression on his face: "Will it become like you? Live a long time without aging."

"Yes." The young man nodded slightly.

"No." Luo Feixing shook his head and refused without any hesitation: "I'd better be a not so ordinary ordinary person."

Cultivation must be to break away from the mundane, what will happen to my cousin when he is gone.

Song Jun next to him pursed his lips, not knowing whether it was rejoicing or regretting.

He lowered his eyes and thought for a while, stretched out his hand to grab Luo Feixing, and said to the young man, "Fang wanted to kill me time and time again, even involving Xing Xing's family and friends. Is it the principle of your Fang family to use any means to get rid of ghosts?" ?”

The young man raised his eyebrows with surprise on his face, but disappeared after a while: "I have been away from the secular world for a hundred years, this time it is just to protect the only blood. But although my Fang family eliminates ghosts, it has never endangered others."

He said, pondered for a while, and said: "However, this child's parents were devoured to death during the ghost removal. I'm afraid it's because of this that they have so much hatred for ghosts."

Song Jun frowned, his eyes fell on Fang Xiang, his evil spirit lingered.

The situation suddenly froze here.

"Ruoyun, I'm back!" A young boy's voice full of vigor suddenly came from the side, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in modern clothes ran in from the door and threw himself on the young man.

"Where did you go?" Fang Ruoyun rubbed his head naturally and asked helplessly.

"I haven't been to the outside world for a long time. I didn't expect such a big change. I went shopping for a while because of excitement." The boy said with a smile.

His eyes turned randomly around the room, and suddenly stopped on Song Jun, with a flash of surprise on his face: "General Song?"

The only person who can be called that is an old friend.

"Kang Yu?" Song Hao just looked at him carefully, and finally saw traces of familiarity on that slightly immature face.Isn't this the calm and breezy military division in vain?How did it become like this?

He thought so, and asked in the same way.

"Didn't Ruoyun like this?" Kang Yu rubbed against Fang Ruoyun, holding his waist tightly with both hands.

The evil spirit on Song Jun's body finally subsided completely.

"This is your new little lover?" Kang Yu's gaze finally fell on Luo Feixing, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows to tease.

"New ones?" Luo Feixing repeated involuntarily, and looked at Song Jun suspiciously: "How many have you found before?"

Song Hao's cheeks twitched, and he quickly raised his hand to swear: "I haven't found any of them! You have to believe that you are the first!"

Luo Feixing was stunned for a moment, his ears turned red, but his brain regained his clarity, and his gaze became even more hostile: "Who is your little lover now, stop talking nonsense!"

Song Yu was kicked.He didn't dare to complain, and could only look at Kang Yu who was still acting like a baby with Fang Ruoyun with eyes full of resentment.

That guy was lucky, he hugged the beauty early, and even threw a cock at him!

"Okay, let's go back, it's a mess." Luo Feixing tugged him again.

"But..." Song Jun was taken aback.

Luo Feixing rolled his eyes: "But what, is it possible that you really want to kill that Fang?"

He forcefully dragged Song Jun out of the small restaurant.

Song Bin stared at him, "But he has always been malicious towards you."

"That's your fault too. According to what you said, I should beat you up first." Luo Feixing poked his neck, originally wanted to poke his forehead, but it was too high to reach: "What's more , You have been a ghost for so many years and haven't killed anyone, how can I make you an exception because of myself."

As he spoke, he suddenly felt that the words were a bit sentimental, and retracted his fingers and added: "If you become a ghost, I will be the first to suffer, and I won't do it."

Song Hao watched him curl his mouth, and couldn't help wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

"Wait a minute." Kang Yu chased out from the small restaurant behind, and knocked Song Jun aside: "Don't get bored, I have something to tell your little lover."

"I'm not his little lover." Luo Feixing corrected seriously with a blushing face.

"Okay, it's fine if he's your little lover." Kang Yu changed his mind without any pressure, and stuffed a book for Luo Feixing: "I heard Ruoyun say that you don't want to practice for the time being. You're just human, Thoughts will always change, maybe you will want to practice at any time."

"This is the basic tutorial. If you want to practice but can't find us, just follow this practice. With your aptitude, you will definitely not be able to die!"

"Speak well." Song Jun slapped him on the back of the head relying on his height: "Don't be poor, go back and find your family."

"I'll go back now." Kang Yu smiled, and stopped suddenly when he passed by Song Jun.

"If you like it, do it. It's not your style to be so hesitant." The smile on his face was completely removed, and Song Hao seemed to see the strategist who planned the strategy and knew everything back then.

But just for a moment, his face changed into a smile again: "Of course, I can't interfere with your affairs. As long as you feel that you won't regret it, you can go on according to your own will."

He stepped towards Fang Ruoyun, as if he was really just a naive young man who didn't know the world.

Song Bin involuntarily looked at Luo Feixing, seeing that the other person was looking at him, he couldn't help smiling, and stepped forward to hold his hand.

"You really don't want to practice?" He asked softly.

"Is there any benefit to practicing?" Luo Feixing asked him back: "Maybe I can gain great strength, a long life and an unchanging appearance. But after that I will lose my only relative, so what is the benefit of having these things?" What's the use."

Song Jun felt his throat a little dry, and he wanted to ask the person in front of him, if Luo Changshuo was his only relative, what about himself.

What is the status of the self who has been with him for more than ten years?

The author has something to say: Again, I will not abuse you.Little Xingxing is not enlightened now... well, probably not enlightened.

The two of them actually liked each other, but Luo Feixing didn't realize that he liked Song Hao, nor did he realize that Song Hao liked himself.

Please don't scold him, after all he is stupid enough to be pathetic (*?▽?*)