It's really hard to be a scumbag

Jiang Jiang shivered in the cold.

The biting chill was everywhere around him, and the heat source on his body receded like ice melted into water. When the weak body temperature was about to disappear at any time like a flickering candle, Jiang Jiang's trance consciousness suddenly froze.

The coldness that froze all his thoughts stopped abruptly at this moment, and everything was cut off in this sudden hug.

The warm hug dispelled the bone-chilling cold, and also made Jiang Jiang's dull thoughts work.

When Jiang Jiang's brain turned like a rusty gear, he couldn't help but feel a little confused and wanted to raise his head.

Because he clearly remembered that just now he was safely drinking soy sauce and listening to Fu Fan's popular science and cultivation world trivia!

How did he fall into this iceberg without even blinking an eye?

Jiang Jiang was confused by the real name system.

He was confused, so when he woke up now, he immediately wanted to see what was going on in front of him.

After raising his eyes like this, Jiang Jiang felt that his brain froze again.

Now he suspects that he didn't teleport into some iceberg, but fell into an extremely real illusion.

——Otherwise, why did the ancestor of the Fu family, who had been lying dead for thousands of years, smile at him now with his eyes open? ? ?

Jiang Jiang was most afraid of these ghosts and ghosts, he was so frightened that his hair exploded all over the place. He stretched out his hand and wanted to break free from the embrace of his ancestor, but compared with his opponent, his strength was no different from that of a fly shaking a tree.

So he twisted his body for a long time, not only did not shake the hand on his waist, but instead woke up his lazy spiritual root.

When Jiang Jiang noticed that Lingen had changed from 'what's the noise' to 'is the meal ready?I am coming! After that, his expression froze immediately.

Sure enough, as soon as the sober spiritual root expressed desire, Jiang Jiang found that his body softened, and the hand that had been pushing the ancestor changed from resistance to caressing.

Jiang Jiang couldn't bear to look directly at him, so he simply closed his eyes, waiting desperately for the offended ancestor to beat him into a dog.

However, he waited and waited, not only did he not die on the spot, but he didn't even hear a yell.

Seeing the sense of emptiness advancing layer by layer and about to be out of control, Jiang Jiang couldn't help but said weakly: "Boss, can you let me go?"

The old ancestor who had been watching him with a smile all the time made a move—the other party actually hugged him even tighter? !

So tight that they overlap closely, without the slightest gap.

Jiang Jiang's painfully suppressed body exploded in an instant, and the clarity he was struggling to maintain was completely invaded by thoughts of wanting to eat the strength of the strong, and finally his consciousness became blurred, and he could only act according to his body's instincts.

Seeing the young man clinging to him tightly, even the tearful eyes full of seductive longing, Fu Yangsheng tightened his hands.

However, he stretched his body tensely for a long while, and in the end he didn't do what he really wanted to do.

Because the boy who was so anxious to cry in front of him was really too delicate.

To make love with him with the strength of the other party's Qi refining stage, I'm afraid that halfway through, the young man will be out of his wits because he can't bear it.

Fu Yangsheng didn't want to see such a situation.

He pulled the opponent's body into the ice coffin by all means, and then introduced his soul into his own sea of ​​consciousness. What he did was not an overnight pleasure.

What he wants is the company of life after life, going up to the poor and down to the underworld!

Thinking of this, Fu Yangsheng's eyes flashed with blazing heat. He stared at the pitiful look of the young man who could only choke and take care of the little flower waiting to be fed because he could not be comforted for a long time. He couldn't help but said, "Don't Anxious...I will give it to you soon..."

After the words fell, Fu Yangsheng stared at the little flower that opened, and carefully passed a little of his aura.

The silky aura made the little flower shrink, but it couldn't stop the itching at all. On the contrary, it stimulated Jiang Jiang, who had already cried to the late stage and started to stop crying even more.

The tears that could barely stop hanging on the eyelashes rolled down his cheeks again, seeing the boy's impatience and aggrieved look, Fu Yangsheng felt guilty for some reason.

He coughed lightly, and whispered softly in the other party's ear: "That is already the limit you can bear. Too much spiritual energy will not only make your practice difficult, but will even cause your foundation to collapse."

Fu Yangsheng sighed softly: "Although I hope that your realm will catch up quickly, and then you can share joy with my spiritual consciousness without hindrance. But compared to that, I hope that you will improve your realm steadily and steadily." , I’m fine if I wait a little longer for this.”

He bowed his head and kissed the boy's long hair.

Following his kiss, the aura that entered the young man's body was gradually absorbed by the other party, and the young man who was entangled with him gradually slowed down his movements, until finally he obediently closed his eyes and began to absorb the aura.

Fu Yangsheng guarded the young man in comfort, ready to wait for the other party to wake up, and he would inject a little spiritual energy into his body to improve the other party's strength.

The two people in the sea of ​​consciousness are harmonious and double cultivation.

Fu Fan and Fu Yuning looked unhappy.

They stared at the ice coffin on the high platform at the same time.

Inside the transparent ice coffin, the ones lying there should be the ancestors that their Fu family has supported for thousands of years.

But now, there was an extra boy in the ice coffin out of thin air.

The young man with red lips, white teeth, and a handsome face has a peaceful expression, his curly eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his white and tender cheeks, he curls up obediently in the arms of his ancestor, and looks as dependent as a delicate and weak cub.

Because the other party was too harmless, the Fu family called by Fu Fan looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one said a serious word to the young man who offended their ancestors.

They greedily looked and looked at Jue Cai in the ice coffin, and absently listened to what the Patriarch said.

Fu Yuning also didn't pay attention to what Fu Fan said. He stared at the familiar person in the ice coffin. He didn't know if it was because he was in the ice coffin. On the window sill, there was an uncontrollable and flamboyant crimson.

Fu Yuning frowned tightly. He was more worried and impatient than Fu Fan. Seeing that his father was still talking with a sullen face, he couldn't help saying angrily: "You don't want to talk nonsense over there." , why not think about how to rescue him first! The coffin of extreme ice not only freezes the body, but even freezes the consciousness. Whether it is intentional or not, he will definitely die if he enters the Qi refining period! Didn’t you say you like him? No Did you say you want to marry him? Instead of thinking about how to rescue him now, what are you doing talking nonsense from the secret realm?!"

Fu Yuning stepped forward angrily, because he was too nervous and worried, he didn't think deeply at all, and asked Fu Fan directly: "Are you afraid?"

As soon as his words fell, there was an instant silence in the huge space.

The disciples of the Fu family held their breath and were trembling, not daring to lift their heads, for fear that if they looked more often, their lives would be affected by the quarrel between the Patriarch and the young Patriarch.

However, unexpectedly, Fu Fan, who was asked by Fu Yuning unceremoniously, had a deep expression. He didn't get angry, but just looked at Fu Yuning for a long time, and then slowly said: "You care about him?"

Fu Fan's words poured Fu Yuning back to his senses like cold water.

Born to be the head of the Fu family's young family, and his cultivation level is far ahead of his peers, this qualification not only makes Fu Yuning arrogant and unscrupulous, but also makes him disdain to join any small group newspaper activities.

Therefore, Fu Yuning's scheming is pitiful, even though his expression went blank for a moment and he calmly explained the reason, the scheming and cunning Fu Fan still noticed something.

Fu Fan squinted his eyes, he looked at him for a long time as if he had just met his stepson for the first time.

Fu Yuning's growth was really fast. Obviously, Fu Fan still remembered that when the other party was just adopted by him more than ten years ago, he was still a baby.

However, in the blink of an eye, this heir who was not in his eyes had grown into a boy and a young man, and had the strength to compete with him.

Fu Fan lowered his eyes, his fear of Fu Yuning quietly rose in his heart.

In terms of experience and cultivation, he was not worried that he would lose, but in terms of youthful vigor and temperament, Fu Fan felt a sense of crisis.

He took a deep look at Fu Yuning, and secretly moved the schedule of 'separate the two after Jiang Jiang was rescued' to the second place.

As for the first thing to do urgently, of course, rescue Jiang Jiang.

As for how to rescue Jiang Jiang, Fu Fan already had an idea in his mind.

Based on his own affairs, if he wanted to forcibly destroy the ice coffin and defeat his ancestors, he would have to practice for thousands of years.

Therefore, he could only use other methods to let his ancestor's evenly matched opponent take action.

With cultivation levels similar to those of his ancestors, Fu Fan only knows about the first peak master of the Taiqing sect, the dumb girl in the Gufeng Tower, the prodigal son who wandered in the mundane world and enjoyed the bliss of the world, as well as those who came from here. Go to Wuying, who only loves to steal incense and jade.

Fu Fan couldn't invite the three normal people in front of him.

Because they are all friends of the ancestors in the past.

So the most suitable person, only the last nameless person remains.

Wuming's cultivation level is extremely high, but his morals are corrupt. He doesn't like to find a Taoist partner in a serious way, but he likes to have some shady relationships in a sneaky way.

And he especially loved to come and go in girls' boudoirs without a trace.

Because of his extremely bad character, the old ancestor who was idle and bored thousands of years ago squatted in front of the boudoir, and beat Wuming who had thrown himself into the net until Wuming almost died on the spot.

The reason why it was almost, was because the ancestor was playing too hard, and stepped into the enemy's trap without paying attention, or noticing and not caring.

The ancestor confronted the enemy head-on, and the dying Wuming resorted to his housekeeping skills to save a dog's life.

After that, Wuming kept quiet for a long time and did not dare to move. It was not until the news that the ancestor returned from fighting the enemy and failed in retreat and "fallen" spread that Wuming became active again.

The first thing he did when he came back was to capture and exterminate the Fu family who were not protected by their ancestors.

Embarrassed on all sides, the Fu family has survived for hundreds of years, and in the end, they were unwilling to fall from a well-known big family in the cultivation world to only two or three big cats and kittens.

Inevitably, people ransacked the hidden base camp, and the Fu family resolutely dispersed and arranged their own seeds to take refuge.

It's a pity that among the descendants of these seeds, only Fu Fan escaped from being killed in the end.

How could Fu Fan not avenge such bloody enmity?

It's just that he is still too weak after all, so weak that he still can't kill the enemy after years of hard work.

This feeling of unwillingness has been lingering in his heart, but when he thinks about it now, he can't help but feel lucky.

Fortunately, Wuming did not die.

If he died, who would hold back the current ancestor?

If the ancestors were not bound by foreign objects, then how could Fufan... take the boy away?