you are my color

With a groan, Wen Qing pressed his temples to wake up.

He was lying on the bed at this moment, wearing moon-white underwear.

Judging from the furnishings of the room and the coat on one side of the high chair, this world doesn't match the previous world or the previous world, but rather...

"Judging from the information provided by Yuanli, the background is similar to Xiao Jin's world." Xiao Yao's voice suddenly rang out.

Wen Qing thought for a while: "Cultivation?"

The world built by the golden fragments was originally a super bloody comprehension story.

Tsk tsk, if the task is over in the future and he returns to reality, he really can't take the path of an actor, so he can consider becoming a screenwriter.

Among other things, just the conscious world he experienced, deletions, deletions, revisions, and revisions are enough to make up a lot of books.

"Yes, comprehension."

Wen Qing was not in a hurry to ask Xiao Yao for a plot, but got up and went to the table first, picked up the mirror to look at his current face.

Like the previous worlds, it is [-] to [-]% similar to his body.But the eyes are bigger, the eyes are clear and lively, the lips are slightly raised, even if he is not speaking, he seems to be smiling.

But...he frowned slightly.

"Xiao Yao, how old am I now?"

"26."

Yo!It is actually eight years older than his body, this is the first time he has dressed as a person of this age.

"In the world of comprehension, the age of a cultivator is greatly extended. In the world of comprehension, although the body is mature at the age of 26, its experience and other aspects are similar to those of children." Xiao Yao said.

Wen Qing frowned.

This doesn't seem to be the same as Xiaojin's.

Also, after all, they are not the same fragment, even if the background is similar, there will be more or less differences in the settings.

Wen Qing put down the mirror, and put on her coat slowly.

When everything was sorted out, he said: "Pass on the information, little demon."

"Okay, host." Xiao Yao's voice was always so energetic.

As Xiao Yao said earlier, this is a place with a similar background to the world of golden fragments, but the so-called self-cultivation here mostly refers to Taoism.

In Xiaojin's world, people who practice Taoism cannot get married.It's different here. Although most of the cultivators are also unmarried, there are also a small number of families.

And once these families run well, they will be a great help to cultivators in a certain way.

On the road of cultivation, you will always encounter various difficulties, and it is always a good thing to have help.

The original owner's name was Feng Qingyuan, and he was the youngest disciple of the previous head of the Fu Sect.

The head of Fumen's generation is Cheng Sigui, and his father, Cheng Anyi, used the family's help to finally stand out and become the head.It's a pity that his younger brother Fang Fen, who failed to compete with him for the headship, spread his anger on Cheng's family, and wiped out several hundred members of Cheng's family and Cheng Anyi's family overnight.

Although Cheng Anyi knocked Fang Fen off the cliff and avenged his family.But his connection with the common people is gone, and he only has a biological son by his side.

Feng Qingyuan said he was Cheng Anyi's disciple, but in fact, his master died when he was six or seven years old, and all his abilities were taught by Cheng Sigui.

Feng Qingyuan looks Yuxue and cute since he was a child. Although his seniority is higher than his peers, it is rare to have such a child in the family. Everyone loves and pampers him when he grows up.

As a result, it hurts and becomes crooked.

Feng Qingyuan turned out to be a face control person, he only looked at people's appearance, he liked good looks, and he didn't even take a second look at ugly ones.

But he didn't pay much attention to the way of cultivating the Tao, fishing for three days and drying the net for two days. Although he is the current junior uncle of Fumen, his strength in the school is actually the bottom one.

"It's really a bad hand." Wen Qing murmured.

He still remembers that these few worlds of his have been going smoothly, even if he was not very good when he first appeared on the stage, but in the end there will always be a golden finger given to him by the general, making him shine.

But... how does this world look like?

Lazy and lustful, no matter how talented she is, her life is wasted.

Wen Qing rubbed her face, stepped on her shoes and walked out unsteadily.

Although he has a particularly lazy look, he looks very attractive and attractive when he does it, making people want to take a second look after one glance.

"Where is the host going?"

"Get familiar with the site first." Wen Qing stretched out Bai Shengsheng's fingers to cover his mouth and yawned, "See if the fragments are in the door, or do I have to look elsewhere."

Everyone he met along the way bowed down and saluted him. The disciples called him "Little Master Uncle", and the casually called him "Little Real Man".

Tsk, it sounds really unpleasant, a real person is a real person, and the word "small" should be added.

"With the current strength of the host, it is far from being honored as a 'real person'. Those people are nothing more than flattering the host." The system said.

Of course Wen Qing knew.He also knew that in the entire Fumen, the only one who could be called a real person in terms of strength was the head of the Fumen, Cheng Sigui.

There is no way, the road of cultivating the Tao is not easy to walk, some people go astray while walking, some are eager for quick success and quick benefits so that they have inner demons, and some people die halfway due to poor talent.

There are so many different things.

Feng Qingyuan was called a "real person" because he suddenly asked for it one day.Cheng Sigui had nothing to do with this little junior, so he simply let him go.

Wen Qing walks Dada, looks left and right, and when he meets a good-looking person, he will stop and stare for a few more times, until he sees the other person's face Feixia before letting go with a smile.

Walking all the way like this, I saw a lot of people, but unfortunately none of them had fragments of light on their bodies.

"Host, your work is in vain." The system said.

"It's not in vain, at least many people have recognized it. Regarding the fragments, the status of each life is very prominent. These servants and disciples are definitely not. I think at least they must be the elders or even the head of the sect." Wen Qinghao Said indifferently.

"Then why didn't the host go directly?"

"The original owner usually doesn't like those bad old men. As for the head, the two of them are not the same way. They ran over so rashly, and they can't even give a reason." Wen Qing said, "Let's just let nature take its course."

"...Host, why do I feel that you seem to be a little passive and sabotage?"

"Huh? Is there? Why didn't I know?" Wen Qing asked back.

In fact, what the system said is correct, Wen Qing is really a bit evasive now.

Not for anything else, it was really too long in the last world, and the admiral was always like an underfed man, which made him really love and a little scared, and his mind was a bit shadowed.

After originally planning to come out of the world of red shards, he returned to reality to take a rest.Although he is not tired physically and mentally, he is a bit overwhelmed by the general's mental body.

In the end, before he had time to act, the admiral threw him here neatly after the two of them left that world, without even saying hello.

It was only then that Wen Qing discovered that although his mental strength was considered strong among ordinary people in the interstellar era, it was simply not comparable to the general.

He was even a little worried, would he be detained here by the admiral until the end of the mission?

After walking around the inner gate, Wen Qing went to the back mountain.

"Host, although the back mountain has not been abandoned, there are not many people going there." The system reminded him.

"I know. But this is one of the original owner's favorite places to go, of course I will go to see it." Wen Qing replied without changing expression.

No one is good, no one means that he can touch the fragments later.

Let him take a good rest first.

Walking slowly up the mountain road, Wen Qing's feet started to hurt less than halfway.

He was not used to these clothes that were pushed back a period of time than the ancient earth. He didn't wear any socks, and his shoes were half-set and half-stomped.

It's better to walk on the flat ground, but it's much worse to climb the mountain road.

With one foot in the air, Wen Qing fell directly on the path, his knee hit a stone, his pants were torn, and blood oozes out.

"Ah, host, you are injured." The system yelled.

Wen Qing simply lay down on the road and did not move.

The system thought he was seriously injured, so after scanning it carefully, he found that it was only a slight bruise, so he couldn't help being a little confused.

Since the mission, it has been with the host all the time, and it has received all kinds of emotions from the host, but the current situation is really strange.

Let's say the host is unhappy, it feels quite relaxed, and there is nothing too anxious.It can be said that the host is happy, but he looks like he can't get excited about anything.

After thinking for a long time, the system asked cautiously: "Host, are you... are you angry with the general?"

"Angry?" Wen Qing asked strangely, "Why am I angry with him?"

The system chokes.

Of course it doesn't know what the host is angry about.In fact, Lord Admiral takes very good care of the host in every world, holding him in the palm of his hand, he is very precious.

But the host is like this now, it doesn't look like he is crazy about the admiral.

No, no, it should be said, I don’t want to at all.

If it hadn't always existed in the host's soul, it would even have to wonder if the host's soul had been replaced.

"Host, you always feel that you are not active in finding the admiral this time." The system said.

Wen Qing was silent for a while, and began to vomit bitterness: "He imprisoned me in that world for hundreds of years and refused to let me leave. I finally smoothed his hair, thinking that this time it would be easier, but he didn't even You didn't even ask me, just threw me into this world. Even if it's work, there are rest days, what am I?"

"Uh, I thought the host was particularly fond of the admiral treating you like that." The system said, extremely curious.

Strange, obviously the host was very happy in the last world, although the time was indeed a bit longer, but the host did not show any abnormality, and the general obeyed everything, just like a wife slave.

Wen Qing bit her lip.

He couldn't say that he was psychologically shadowed by the general's strong sexual desire.

In every world, he knew that the man had a strong "sexual" interest in him, but after all, they were all ordinary people's bodies, and no amount of tossing was too much.

As a result, in the last world, Inisher relied on him as the god of light, an invincible existence, and actually used the characteristics of a god in that area--all kinds of difficult postures, all kinds of high-intensity movements, only unexpected, Nothing is impossible.

Being pressed to the bed for several months in a row is unimaginable in the minds of ordinary people, but it is what Inisher often does later.

Even a few times when he was communicating with the priests who believed in him as the God of Light, this man suddenly climbed onto him, making him unable to even resist.

If the man didn't know how to cover his mouth so that he couldn't make a sound, he would definitely be embarrassed in front of the believers.

"...Uh, host, do you want to tell the truth?" The system asked after being silent for a long time.

"You said."

"Why do I feel that when the host sued the admiral, the emotional reaction was pleasure rather than anger?"

"...I'm still a little bit annoyed, although it's just a little bit. It's not appropriate to say I'm annoyed, but I just want to relax before doing the task." Wen Qing said.

The system is relieved.

It doesn't matter if it really annoys the general, otherwise it has to think about whether to remind the general to moderately reduce the FANG affairs in the future.

Wen Qing lay down for a while, feeling that it was almost done, then slowly put down the hands covering her face, and planned to sit up.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly covered his eyes with his hands: "Blind!"

Such a shiny brown light pierced directly into his eyes without any mental preparation.

Unhappy, Wen Qingzheng raised his foot and kicked over: "I said, can you give me some hints before you show up? Do you want to scare a few people to death?"

The foot did not kick the opponent, but was held by the opponent.

It was a man with black hair and star eyes, wearing a brown robe, the style was ordinary, but the material was extremely smooth.

Just as Wen Qing fell, his shoes slipped off, and the man was holding his feet in his hands.

He struggled a few times, but didn't break free, and said with a bit of arrogance with his chin raised: "Let go! I hate it!"

The man was about to let go, but when he heard his words, he paused slightly, and couldn't help but look down.

The snow-white and delicate feet contrasted sharply in his wheat-colored hands, and he frowned: "Why did you run out in such a dress, where are the socks? The shoes don't fit well either."

Wen Qing curled her lips, then stretched out her other foot to kick him: "I want you to care! Let go!"

It's just that this touched the wound, he stretched his foot halfway, and he froze in the air.

Seeing the blood oozing from him and the broken place on his trouser legs, the man's sword eyebrows almost gathered together: "Are you injured?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms to pick him up, and strode down the mountain.

Wen Qing whimpered and groaned, and ignored him, and when he was almost at the man's place, he suddenly said: "I'm going to sleep with Xiaocao tonight."

Xiaocao is one of the disciples he has just met. He has only been a student for three months, and his true nature is very low and superficial, but he has delicate features and well-proportioned flesh and bones.

Although he is a boy, he can tell that he will grow up to be a handsome guy in the future.

Qingfeng is just 14 years old this year.

The man frowned: "No!"

Wen Qing began to struggle in his arms: "Why not? I'm their uncle, I can sleep wherever I want, they didn't say no, they want you to mind your own business?"

The man walked into the room, put him on the couch, and carefully rolled up his trouser legs, revealing his slender legs. The skin on the knees, which were originally delicate and white, were torn in several places. It looked hideous on the skin.

The man cleaned his wound with clean water and sprinkled some medicinal powder on it. Seeing that it was done, he took a piece of cloth to wrap him up.

Wen Qing's eye circles were red with pain, tears were rolling, but stubbornly refused to fall.

"Okay, if you are too painful to walk, you can rest here with me and walk slowly." The man said.

Wen Qing glared at him viciously, but it was a pity that he was useless in front of men: "No need, I'm leaving now, and don't appear in front of me in the future."

As he said his feet landed on the ground, he just stood up when his knee hurt suddenly and he swayed. If the man hadn't reached out to support him, he would have fallen again.

Regardless of his resistance, the man carried him directly to the bed, covered him with a quilt, but carefully avoided his wound: "Lie down and rest."

"You don't care!" Wen Qing couldn't break free from him, so angrily he opened his mouth to bite.

It's a pity that although a cultivator has not yet become a celestial being, his body is no longer a mortal body. He bit hard for a long time, but only left a few very light teeth marks on the opponent's skin, and a few drops of saliva .

"Xiaocao..." he said vaguely.

"Xiaocao has something to do. I was just sent out to deliver a letter to the Tianyan Sect." The man replied.

"You!" Wen Qing knew that a man never lied, if he said that Xiaocao was not there, he was definitely not there.

But he just said that he wanted to sleep with the other party, and Xiaocao was sent out in the end. You don't need to think about it to know that the man must have done it on purpose.

He glared at the man fiercely, turned over angrily and ignored him.

The man sat by the bed and guarded him for a while, seeing that he still did not turn around, he sighed, got up and left.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to stick two talismans outside the door, lest the person on the bed would take the opportunity to slip away and harass other people inside the door.

The room suddenly fell silent, so quiet that even shallow breathing could be heard.

The system only felt that it was watching the host's passive sabotage one second, and the next second it was possessed by drama. It was completely dumbfounded, and it didn't even react to what to say.

It took a long time before it spoke: "Host, do you know the identity of the fragment?"

"I know." Wen Qing said, "Although he didn't declare his family name, since he can walk freely in the door, and look at his age, clothes on his body, and think about the status of each world fragment, I can probably It is concluded that he is Cheng Sigui, the head of the Fu Sect."

Feng Qingyuan's elder brother who is the head of the sect has been teaching art on behalf of his father.

According to the information sent by the system, Feng Qingyuan is particularly attractive and likes to stare at beauties non-stop.

If you put it on someone else, you will at least be called "Dengtuzi".But even though he is in his twenties, his face is very tender, even if he stares at someone, he doesn't look rude, on the contrary, it makes people feel straightforward and cute.

Moreover, the original owner was carried into the door when he was born, and the older peers in the door can be said to have watched him grow up, and no one took his fault seriously.

The main reason is that Feng Qingyuan is lustful, but it is divided into people. When he sees a beautiful boy, he can at most touch the other's face.

As for girls, he also likes them, but he never touches them. He just coaxes them with his sweet mouth, making those beautiful girls smile.

Any more and it's gone.

It's not that Feng Qingyuan doesn't want to, it's that his brother in charge is too old-fashioned, and he usually pays close attention to him.He wanted to find some handsome boy to sleep with him at night, but unfortunately he never succeeded.

Every time the person he was looking for was either out on business or not at the door at all.

Once or twice was fine, but after a lot of times, Feng Qingyuan figured out that it was the master brother playing tricks.

As a result, the relationship between the two became worse and worse. Feng Qingyuan never had a good face when he saw Cheng Sigui, or if he didn't speak, he would definitely hate each other.

As the head of a sect, Cheng Sigui still has a lot of stamina, and he doesn't take his junior's rudeness to heart.

On the other hand, the juniors in the door thought that he was joking every time they saw him, the little uncle smiling and moving his hands and feet, and making an appointment to chat with him in the same bed at night, but it never came true in the end.

When he stopped him and asked to "sleep with him", these people responded "Okay, okay" in a cooperative manner, obviously not taking his request seriously.

Feng Qingyuan was very angry. He thought that the juniors in the sect must be laughing at him for daring to speak out but not to act, and the result was entirely because of his brother Cheng Sigui, the head of the sect.

In all fairness, Cheng Sigui was nothing more than fulfilling his responsibility as the master of his sect, and did not cause any trouble to his disciples, nor did he, a little uncle, lose face in front of the younger generation.

It's a pity that Feng Qingyuan didn't understand him at all. Later, he didn't become a vicious supporting actor, but he didn't do good things either.

Just when Cheng Sigui's enemy came to him, he took the man's heart-protecting sword and ran to the flower building to find a beauty and please her.As a result, Cheng Sigui was seriously injured by the enemy's fight, and the elders in the sect took the opportunity to seize power.

The man later made great efforts to suppress the elder and regained the authority of the head.However, Fumen has been engaged in internal fighting for a long time, and its strength has been greatly reduced. Many young people with potential have also been poached by other sects. As a result, Fumen has not performed too well in the next few decades.

If you regard this world as a novel, Cheng Sigui is the main character, who has been suppressed by all sides but has always walked his own path firmly.Then he is definitely a cannon fodder, the kind who annoys readers after appearing only a few times, or does a lot of wrong things intentionally or unintentionally, and wants to be crushed to death directly and then quickly.

Poison can't be said, but stupidity is definitely there.

"Host?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, the system reminded him.

Only then did Wen Qing come to his senses from the information passed by Xiao Yao: "Xiao Yao, what do you want to ask?"

"Does Brown Shard like you?"

Wen Qing laughed: "Don't you know the favorability? You can check Xiaozong's favorability with me. Although I don't know how much favorability you measured, I'm sure that he can't like me All along, what he has done to the original owner is nothing more than what a leader should do."

The system was disappointed for a while.

It would be great if Cheng Sigui liked the host, then it would be much less difficult for the host to complete the task.After all, between a man who likes you and a man who only treats you like an ordinary doorman, the former is more likely to accept the host's kiss.