Misunderstanding of Immortals

Ouyang Wei was lying on a cool couch in the pavilion, with a thin silk blanket on his belly and a soft duck down pillow on his back.On the low table at hand, there are instant spiritual fruits and various exquisite pastries in a crystal plate.The autumn outside the pavilion is crisp and clear, the sky is blue without a single cloud.The sweet-scented osmanthus has gradually bloomed, the strong fragrance has faded, but the aftertaste is just right.

Ouyang Wei let out a long sigh of comfort, eating the autumn orange that just fell from the tree.Just as he was about to vomit, the pretty little maid next to him brought a silver plate and caught it for him.

Ouyang Wei looked at these pretty little maids serving beside him, and couldn't help wondering.

Since he woke up after taking the pill, Ouyang Hong changed his temper.Ouyang Hong, who had been telling his son never to vent Yuanyang before, suddenly lifted the ban on his son. First, he gave Ouyang Wei twelve young and beautiful maids in one go, and then sent all the straight-faced servants and men in Ouyang Wei's yard. The stewards all withdrew.In the past, Ouyang Wei was accompanied by a few guards who went out with him. They were very loyal and got along well, but they were transferred away by Ouyang Hong and replaced by some hot female guards.

Is it because I have finally established the foundation and can have sex?

But my father said before that if you want to practice dual cultivation, don't settle for those monks with low cultivation bases, it is better to practice dual cultivation with the selected Taoist companion.But why did he turn around and stuff so many women over again, as if he was afraid that his son wouldn't sleep?

However, Ouyang Wei still only loves men so far, and Ouyang Hong's expectations may come to nothing.Ouyang Wei couldn't explain it either, so he had to accept the women, but he didn't touch them.

But the girls probably had been instructed before they came, and they all took it as their responsibility to serve the bed, so there was no room for Ouyang Wei to ignore them.And there are a group of girls, but only one young master.So in Ouyang Wei's small courtyard, several performances of The Legend of Zhen Huan were staged every day.Not to mention that at night, the girls scrambled to watch the night and wanted to sleep, so they took Ouyang Wei as a dungeon.

Ouyang Wei endured it for a few days, but couldn't take it anymore, and ordered no one to enter his bedroom, so he kept his belt.

Ouyang Wei went to complain to Ouyang Hong, but Ouyang Hong didn't take it seriously, "You are now an adult and you are about to perform the crowning ceremony. What's wrong with putting someone in the room?"

Ouyang Wei was speechless: "Father, you are so kind-hearted. My son has courted countless daughters at a young age. This reputation has spread, and people still think that my cultivation base is based on dual cultivation."

Ouyang Hong said: "Who dares to talk about my son?"

Ouyang Wei has nothing to do with this cool daddy.His body recovered relatively slowly, and he still doesn't have much strength on weekdays. As long as the girls are not too much, he doesn't bother to care about them.

"Young master, you have a taste of this crystal cherry cake." In Ying's voice, the maid pinched Ouyang Wei's shoulders with a pair of catkins.Ouyang Wei had been lying down for a long time, and his shoulders were a little numb. He was going to refuse, but he felt comfortable, so he didn't move.

It would be better if the palm is bigger and the force is heavier.Ouyang Wei thought in a daze.It's like... like the palm of a man.Generous, with cocoon peeling, just the right strength, the scorching temperature from the palm...

Ouyang Wei opened his eyes.

How did he think of a man?

Is it really because of holding back for too long?

A low chuckle suddenly sounded in his ear.

Ouyang Wei turned his head suddenly, only to see the surprised face of the servant girl.

"My lord, what's wrong?"

Ouyang Wei shook his head in disappointment, "Go down."

The maid backed away shyly.Sitting alone in the pavilion, Ouyang Wei felt a sense of being lost.

"System, how much have you downloaded?"

——Sir, 38% downloaded

"It's been ten days, and I haven't even downloaded half of it! Has the administrator still not opened the website?"

——No, Sir.

Ouyang Wei sighed irritably.

"Why is Weiwei worrying all day long?" Ouyang Huan smiled lightly, and walked into the pavilion with Fang Yichen.

One of the things that made Ouyang Wei uncomfortable was Ouyang Huan's change.In the past, she was gentle and virtuous, without any personality.But now, her acting style has become very capable and neat, and she actively helps Ouyang Hong deal with mundane affairs, and her whole person has been completely transformed.

On the other hand, Fang Yichen appeared to be much deeper and restrained than before, a little more old-fashioned.He and Ouyang Huan are still in a pair, not so much a pair of young lovers, but more like two partners.

Ouyang Wei asked with a smile: "Isn't my sister very busy, why are you free to visit me at this time?"

Ouyang Huan said: "Your coronation ceremony will be in ten days. The gown has been made, and it is sent for you to try on and see if there is anything else that needs to be changed."

Ouyang Wei got up to change his dress.The material of this dress is the best Mizuki silk, painted with gold and embroidered with silver, very gorgeous.Ouyang Wei is tall and well-proportioned, with slender hands and feet, and the wide gown doesn't look bloated at all. On the contrary, it sets off the young man as elegant and handsome as a jade tree.

"Weiwei is still much thinner." Fang Yichen sized him up and helped Ouyang Wei adjust his belt.

The man's breath approached, and Ouyang Wei was in a trance for a moment.As if when, he had such an intimate contact with another man.

Even, more intimately...

Cloth glides, skin caresses.The man's skin is slightly hot...

"Weiwei?" Fang Yichen noticed Ouyang Wei's abnormality, "What's the matter? Did you feel dizzy again?"

Ouyang Wei's mind suddenly moved, he held his forehead, frowned and said, "I seem... I seem to remember something..."

Ouyang Huan and Fang Yichen felt guilty, and their faces became slightly stiff.Fang Yichen was the first to react, and said with a dry smile, "What did you think of?"

Ouyang Wei looked at them out of the corner of his eye while making trouble, and hummed: "I can't tell. I seem to have forgotten something before. Is it... a person?"

Fang Yichen couldn't help but twitched his brows, "Who?"

"I don't know." Ouyang Wei had some confidence in his mind, "You tell me?"

Fang Yichen smiled and said, "How do I know who you remember and who you forget. Maybe you have a dream, and there is someone in the dream, let you remember it."

Ouyang Wei smiled, "That must be a wonderful dream."

-

As the crowning ceremony approached, Yunjiang City became more and more lively day by day.Under Ouyang Hong's orders, and under the supervision of Ouyang Huan, the entire city was thoroughly cleaned, the trees were pruned, the bricks and tiles were cleaned, lights and festoons were decorated everywhere, and the paint was freshly painted.

Since Ouyang Wei was able to walk on the ground, he resumed his practice.Perhaps because of the absence of the golden core, he always felt that his current cultivation method was very strange.There is no memory in the brain, but the body seems to remember it.He always felt that there should be a powerful force injected into his body, resonating with the golden core, and generating a large amount of pure zhenqi.

However, for no reason, who would give him power?

Ouyang Wei couldn't figure it out, and after losing the cheat of Jindan, his cultivation speed was much slower, and he often paused.Ouyang Wei then discussed with Ouyang Hong that he wanted to go to the mountains to retreat and practice hard after he was crowned.

Ouyang Hong naturally wanted his son to retreat, so he agreed immediately.

"Don't rush for success." Ouyang Wei hugged his son vigorously, "You are smart and savvy, and you will be able to adapt quickly."

Ouyang Wei turned his head to look at his father's hand holding his shoulder.

strangeness.Why is this feeling of being hugged so familiar?Not dad.He seemed to have been hugged by another man.

"Father, I..."

"What?" Ouyang Hong asked with a smile.

Ouyang Wei shook his head, "It's nothing. Maybe I still can't get used to the feeling of not having a golden elixir. Speaking of which, I don't know what happened to Feng Zhen. He got the golden elixir, so his cultivation must have greatly increased, right?"

Ouyang Hong's face turned cold, and he said indifferently, "It's just a half-human demon cultivator, so we don't need to worry about him."

-

The strong wind howled, and the silver-blue light shone, intertwined into a huge cocoon of light.In the cocoon of light, the shadow of a dragon appears and disappears from time to time.The light cocoon gradually shrunk, completely submerging into the body of Qinglong.

With a long groan, the green dragon landed on the ground in mid-air. Its body was strong and sturdy, its scales were shining, and its five claws were sharp. From head to tail, it was surrounded by a layer of faint fluorescent light.

Qinglong stepped forward slowly, his body gradually shrunk, his tail and horns faded, but after four or five steps, he had recovered his human body.A suit of dragon scales was made into a thin robe of invisible material, wrapping the man's tall and straight body.The man's face was noble and handsome, with a natural nobility, his eyes were as dark as midnight, but under the refraction of the light, there was a little golden light.

"Congratulations, Lord, for the successful refining!" Mr. Zhu led the crowd to kowtow and salute.

"Everyone, please get up quickly." With a slight smile on his lips, Feng Zhen bent down to help Mr. Zhu up, "I can't be what I am today without your support and help. Feng should thank you for giving up your life to follow your kindness yes!"

Mr. Zhu nodded and said with a smile: "My lord has successfully refined the body now, and the next step is to fuse the golden elixir. This golden elixir has the 70-year-old cultivation base of the lord. Once fused, the lord may be able to enter At the end of the Mahayana period, even going through the catastrophe directly, it is expected to soar."

Feng Zhen said indifferently: "If it is a direct disaster, no matter whether it is successful or not, it is not ideal. If it is not successful, either the cultivation base will be damaged, or it will be blasted into powder by lightning and fall directly. If it succeeds, I need to ascend , but right now there are many things that still need me. I can't leave the huge Cloud Absolute City alone. Besides..."

Feng Zhen's eyes dimmed.

Besides, you have a lover who you can't let go of.Song Xian silently added in her mind for Feng Zhen.

Feng Zhen walked towards the large terrace half embedded in the mountain, overlooking the valley and lake, his tall and straight figure bathed in the moonlight.Song Xian's complaints gradually faded away.She looked at Feng Zhen's back.Even if she was as dull as her, she could still feel the lonely and cold aura emanating from Feng Zhen's body.

The cool, domineering, charming, charming and aggressive male protagonist in her novel, the sex maniac who loses his IQ when he falls in love and only knows sex, has turned into the calm, reserved, resourceful and resourceful man in front of her with Ouyang Wei's efforts. Even the standard warm-hearted male protagonist with a dark belly and deep affection!

Song Xian thought with admiration, her article seems to be a trap.

She even figured out how to write her own announcement of abandoning the pit: "I'm sorry, everyone. Because the male lead of this article turned around, left the female lead, and ran away with his brother-in-law. So the author had to reluctantly abandon the pit. Please be considerate... "

"Aqin!" Zhu Dan pushed Song Xian, "The Lord is calling you!"

Song Xian hurriedly pulled herself together, "What is the Lord's order?"

Feng Zhen frowned and sized Song Xian's eyes, and said, "Go and take out the agar tower I brought back from the Demon Realm, and prepare the car."

"Where are you going?" Song Xian asked.

The obscurity of being emotionally distressed was swept away from Feng Zhen's face, and a meaningful sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Master Ouyang has saved my life. How could I miss his coronation ceremony?"

Wow!Is this the rhythm of coming to grab your wife?Song Xian immediately became bloody!

"But, my lord," Mr. Zhu said worriedly, "we don't have any invitations..."

Feng Zhen waved his hand, "We demon cultivators are frivolous and frivolous. We go as soon as we want, and we never look back. Invitations are such pretentious things, don't mind them!"

Song Xian: "..."

Wei Zai, look what the hell have you taught my hero?

Feng Zhen had a complete face of "I just have no quality, what about you", turned around abruptly, and strode away with his head held high.

-

As a burst of light and cheerful music sounded, countless snow-white cranes fluttered their wings and flew up from Yunjiang City, singing and singing, flying around the city.

At the gate of Yunjiang City, countless fairy car treasures came driving Yukong, landed one by one, and poured into the city.The city was filled with crowns and capes, and the clothes were fragrant and the shadows on the temples were full of laughter.

Ouyang Wei was dressed in Chinese clothes and a golden crown on his head. His already handsome face was made more exquisite and eye-catching, just like a person carved with jade and inlaid with gold.Ouyang Hong triumphantly took his son by his side and greeted the guests.Regardless of their relationship with Yunjiang City, the guests couldn't help but praise him when they saw such a handsome and outstanding young man.

"Wonderful!"

"The son inherits the father's business!"

"The future is boundless!"

Ouyang Hong will be extra warm to those guests who have daughters of the right age at home.The guests were not stupid, guessing that Ouyang's family wanted to choose a wife for the young master, they all praised their daughter to the sky.

"This is the little girl Sanniang, who has not yet established a foundation, but is already at the seventh level of Qi training."

"My sister is the root of the golden earth..."

"My niece is following me to practice the technique of Xuanhuang with great concentration, she is very spiritual..."

A coronation ceremony, but also a disguised blind date meeting.Ouyang Wei's face froze from laughing, and he had to salute and say hello to every girl.It's a pity that Ouyang Wei really couldn't understand Ouyang Hong's kindness.Other girls fell in love with him, but he fell in love with not girls.

This girl's big brother is so handsome.This cousin has great muscles.That girl's second uncle is really a superb handsome uncle.And this one, her brother is really handsome... Wait, he just cast a look at me?

Ouyang Wei thought he was dazzled, so he took another look.

The handsome man whose surname was Chen or Cheng was full of interest. Seeing Ouyang Wei's reaction, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

Ouyang Wei has been gay for two lifetimes, if he can't understand this sullen smile, then his life will be in vain!

what happened?Isn't this world full of straight men chasing women?Why did a gay guy come out of nowhere?Brother, did you run the wrong map like me?

Seeing Ouyang Wei staring straight at him, the handsome guy smiled deeper and his eyes were full of peach blossoms.

The two are flirting here, how can they escape Ouyang Hong's eagle-like eyes.Ouyang Hong's expression darkened immediately, and he yelled at the steward in a low voice: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and invite Mr. Cheng to the table for tea!"

That Mr. Cheng closed his eyes, smiled and thanked him, and took the girl away.

Ouyang Wei Erli is good, and he heard the girl complaining to her brother all the way: "Brother, restrain yourself. If you seduce a man when you see him, how can you let the girl marry?"

The handsome guy said cynically: "Brother is sweeping the trap for you! For example, this one, you can't..."

Ouyang Wei: "..."

Suddenly there was a strange commotion at the gate.The steward rushed to Ouyang Hong's side nervously, whispering in his ear.

"What's wrong?" Ouyang Wei asked.

At this moment, white cranes flew over the head in a group, bringing a cool autumn wind.The red ribbon on the golden crown floated over, blocking the view.Ouyang Wei pushed aside the silk sash and turned his head away.At the gate, a tall and deep figure separated from the crowd and walked over steadily.

For a moment, all the sound disappeared suddenly, and the picture was still.

In Ouyang Wei's eyes, he could only see the vigorous figure of the man, and he could only hear his own beating heartbeat.

The man is handsome and handsome, with a well-defined outline, a tall and straight body, straight and slender legs, but wearing a plain blue robe, he exudes a powerful aura that cannot be ignored, like a king or a god, suppressing everyone field.

But what shocked Ouyang Wei was not this arrogance.He only felt that his mouth was dry, his face was red and his heart was beating, his pupils constricted, his adrenaline was obviously soaring, and his hormones began to secrete crazily.

A long-lost emotion hit Ouyang Wei's chest like a heavy fist, shaking his soul, and the barrier covering him cracked and collapsed.His world was thus exposed to the sun, and he could see everything at a glance.

The man approached, smiled slightly at Ouyang and his son, and there was a golden light in his black eyes.Or Ouyang Wei's illusion.

"You..." Ouyang Hong subconsciously stood in front of his son.

"City Lord Ouyang, congratulations." The man's voice was deep and gorgeous, touching Ouyang Wei's heartstrings.He turned his head to look at Ouyang Wei with a dull expression, his smile deepened, and it seemed to have a hint of pampering.

"Weiwei, long time no see."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Mr. Bamboo: My lord, how do you plan to recall Mr. Ouyang's memory?

Feng Zhen: Let’s talk about it later.

Mr. Bamboo: Well, we can discuss it another day.

Song Xian: Sir, you did not understand.This is literally.

Mr. Bamboo: ……………