The male protagonist forced me to double repair

After a hundred years in the world of cultivating immortals, things have changed and people have changed. Bai Yujing and Fuyundu still stand on the top of the mountain, but the great talents of the two sects have long since disappeared.

A hundred years ago, Xu Jingzhu ascended to immortality, and it is said that Immortal Venerable Immortal also ascended afterward, and 81 thunderbolts split the sky.

Xu Jingzhu and Buwei Immortal Venerable ascended to the fairy world from the place where the sky was split, and became gods, but whether it is true or not is still another matter.

A hundred years later, Fuyundu replaced Li Youxin as the head teacher, and after Bai Yujing changed three Beijing leaders in a row, Du Bai succeeded in taking the position as Ming Yueye's nephew, forcing Ling Qingyin's father to take the initiative to retreat to the second line.

The world of cultivating immortals was lively for more than ten years after Xu Xiaoxing's ascension, and then gradually calmed down. In the following hundred years, countless disciples worshiped the immortal sect, and new sects sprung up like mushrooms after rain.

Another 100 years later——

Xiao Wucuo opened his eyes, his consciousness woke up from the long darkness, and his mind froze for a moment.

His vision had not yet fully recovered, it was as if he had had a long dream, and he found himself still hiding under the curtain in the afternoon when he fully woke up.

The wind blew in from the window, the curtains fluttered, and the screen of the computer in front of him was on, waiting for the lock screen password to be entered.

Xiao Wuzuo mechanically stretched out his hand to input a string of letters, and the screen cut to a clean desktop with nothing but some embedded hardware.

Something is wrong, he remembered that he wrote the story and saved it on the desktop, why did it disappear?

His mind turned mechanically, struggling to process the information fed back from his surroundings, and found more things that were wrong.For example, the curtain on his body is not from his room, the pattern on it is wrong, and the color of the floor has also changed.

This is not his home, Xiao Wucuo stared blankly at the computer screen, slowly thinking about his situation.

wow-

The curtain was pulled open suddenly, a handsome man squatted down, and gently took his hand.

"What to do, let's go eat."

This sound seemed to unseal his memory, and the pictures about Fu Yundu and Xu Xiaoxing surged up, and countless fragments flickered in his mind.

Someone touched the top of his hair and said, "May I carry you?"

Xiao Wuzuo moved his lips: "It hurts—"

The man hugged him nervously and asked, "Where does it hurt?"

Xiao Wuzuo: "Headache."

It was like a ball full of air was about to explode, and the huge amount of information made it difficult for him to process it.Soon Xiao Wucuo broke out in a cold sweat, his consciousness was muddled, he could only feel someone holding his palm and kissing his forehead over and over again.

"Kiss, kissing won't hurt anymore." The voice was trembling, very familiar, but also very strange.

Xiao Wucuo saw some other scenes, Xu Xiaoxing hugged the unresponsive him and cried loudly, frantically sending him spiritual energy, and then he gradually became able to move, and the first word he said was "pain".

He also heard himself say "kissing doesn't hurt anymore", Xu Xiaoxing kissed him like crazy, and held him carefully, as if he was more fragile than a fragile object.

It turned out that he was Xu Xiaoxing.

Xiao Wucuo blinked, all the pictures disappeared in his mind, and the long-lost love surged into his heart.He suddenly put his arms around Xu Xiaoxing's neck, and gnawed back.

At that moment, Xu Xiaoxing's body was trembling with tension, and the arms around his waist gradually exerted strength until finally it seemed as if he was about to crush him into his own body.

Xiao Wucuo touched his face distressedly, and said softly, "I'm alive."

Xu Xiaoxing's eyes were red, and he pressed him hard in his arms.

Looking around is no longer a familiar scene, but the person holding him is still the same person, and the love he likes has not changed at all, which is enough.

They want each other crazily, feel each other, and taste the joy of regaining what was lost.To Xiao Wuzuo, he was just a dream, but to Xu Xiaoxing, he suffered for too long.

For 100 years, he spent 100 years reshaping Xiao Wuzuo's body, and spent another 100 years collecting Xiao Wuzuo's spirit, and finally waited for today.

If he is not the way of heaven, he will never lose Xiao Wuzuo again, fortunately——

The wind blew in through the window again, and the roses in the yard bloomed to the extreme, and the fragrance also floated in.

The two were lying on the carpet, Xiao Wucuo nestled in Xu Xiaoxing's arms to play with his hair, and asked him, "Where is this? What happened after you ascended?"

Xu Xiaoxing wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "There are too many things in 200 years, I don't want to talk about them, you just need to know that I have been waiting for you for 200 years."

Xiao Wucuo let out a chuckle, his heart ached when he smiled, he cupped his heart and shouted: "Husband."

Xu Xiaoxing suddenly said, "You can also call me husband."

Xiao Wuzuo was dumbfounded.