Songhai City, the Palace of the Realm, an underground research institute with unknown coordinates, Fang Xingzheng is imprisoned here.

The underground research institute has a strong forbidden magic circle, Fang Xing can't use his hands and feet here at all, his spiritual power is suppressed, and this underground research institute seems to be specially created for him.

However, Bai Youquan, who brought him here, did not neglect him, the room in the research institute is the European style that Fang Xing likes, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, although it is underground, but outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can easily adjust different holographic backgrounds according to your preferences.

Tonight, Fang Xing's dinner was a piece of kun chop, which was cut and carefully cooked by taking the most tangular part of the belly of the Taigu fierce kun. The drink is a blood wine made from the blood of Qiqi, and the wine has a strong strawberry flavor in it, which is a sign of authentic Qiqi blood.

Although Fang Xing had never drunk food cooked with these primeval beasts before, he had more or less learned about it in ancient books.

However, these delicacies did not make Fang Xing's mood better, but made his expression more and more solemn.

The strength of the person behind this curtain has far exceeded his imagination.

Just using these extinct beasts in the present world to cook was already breathtaking to Fang Xing.

He was imprisoned in a living room in the research institute, and while he was thinking, the door with a sense of technology in the room slowly opened.

"What's the matter, classmate Fang? You don't seem to be in a good mood? Your father, you should be glad that he has been resurrected in this world. Bai You smiled all over the place, and then he clapped his hands.

A waist-thin, slim but good-looking man with white hair was pushed forward by two dark figures, dressed in a white robe, with shining scales around his neck.

"Dad?" Fang Xing's face was excited.

However, the man in front of him, his face was not fluctuating in the slightest, his eyes were fixed on Fang Xing, but it was more like looking at a stranger.

"After your father's resurrection, his memories changed. He didn't even see your birth. Only know that his son is an egg. I don't have the slightest impression of you. So even if you are resurrected now, to your son, you are just a passerby. Bai Youquan sneered and said, "But thanks to the research results provided by your father, our research has finally begun to bear fruit." I won't take your father away from here after the evening feast, but I'll leave you a touching time for father and son together. ”

As soon as Bai Youquan's voice fell, he left directly with the black shadow man under his command.

He's pretty confident in his layout.

Even if the two are related by blood, he is not afraid at all.

How much is this bloodline worth?

Didn't he be used as a dumbbell weightlift by his father Bai Zhe when he was a child......

……

For a long time, there was silence in the room.

The snakeskin fairy found a place to sit down, sitting dignified and well-behaved.

Fang Xing had never seen his father's true appearance, and more information was seen from history books, which were basically portraits. Take the distance of some well-known figures, such as Zhu Yuanzhang is a shoehorn face...... He never thought that his father would be so good-looking, he was afraid that he was the painter who painted his father's portrait in the first place, and he was afraid that he was not an abstract painter.

However, in terms of appearance alone, his father is indeed much younger than he imagined after his resurrection, and now this should be what his father looked like when he was young.

"Dad......" Fang Xing shouted tentatively.

The snakeskin fairy on the side showed a frightened look: "Young man, don't recognize your father." ”

“……”

Fang Xing: "But...... You're really my father, didn't you listen to what the man just said......"

The snakeskin fairy's face flushed: "Don't try to lie to me, I ...... I'm not married, where did I get my son. ”

As Bai Youquan said, after the memory of the snakeskin fairy was tampered with, he had almost no impression of the other party's awakening, let alone remembering that he had laid an egg.

"You really, don't remember at all?" Fang Xing said step by step: "At the beginning, you gave birth to a male ball!" That men's ball is me! ”

"Male...... Men's ......"

In fact, the male ball means laying eggs, but the term "giving birth to a male ball" sounds better.

It's just that Fang Xing didn't expect that this sentence would make his father's snakeskin true immortal look change: "This young man, what are you making international jokes?" How can I give birth to a child as a man? Where in the world is there such a pervert! You're not sarcastic about me, are you? Although I look very good, I am indeed a man! I've researched so many scientific research results in cultivation, and there has never been a spell that can make a man have a child! ”

"......" Fang Xing was silent.

He had no idea how to explain it.

Because when his father, Snakeskin True Immortal, gave birth to him, he really didn't give birth to him through body transformation...... Rather, it's an instinctive reaction to reproduce. The special immortal-like method they practiced, "The Art of the White Night", was originally an ability, a spell that could automatically perform cell backup when their lives were in danger.

Before checkmate, "White Nights" will retain some elite cells to develop in the body through recombination, and finally form an egg, which is actually a huge cell formed in the body after continuous replication and division!

However, it is obvious that for the matter of "The Art of the White Night", perhaps because of memory tampering, the snakeskin fairy doesn't even remember this.

From the current perspective of the snakeskin real immortal, Fang Xing is a strange young man who casually recognizes his father.

Young ...... It's a pity, it's a pervert!

At this point, Fang Xing fell into a headache.

This situation is difficult to deal with.

First of all, memory tampering is not amnesia, before the resurrection of the snakeskin true immortal, Bai Youquan completely erased that part of the memory by some means. In other words, the reborn snakeskin true immortal is not reborn with that part of the memory, and it is much more complicated to retrieve that memory than to lose memory.

Fang Xing sighed, he stared at the face of the snakeskin true immortal, and his mind was constantly thinking of various methods. His spells cannot be cast under the effect of the ban...... Therefore, he had to think of a physical way to prove his relationship with the snakeskin fairy.

I can't help it......

Fang Xing realized that it was time to let go of his idol baggage.

He faced the snakeskin fairy, and then opened his mouth wide......

The corners of the snake's mouth!

It can be opened up to 180°!

Fang Xing had never performed this skill in front of people! But for the sake of his father, Fang Xing decided to let go today!