Dongfang Leng Feng is very annoyed now, born in the Dongfang family, one of the four great families, he has not been able to get what he has wanted since he was a child, until the appearance of Murong in late autumn.

It's been three years, and I've been chasing Murong Wanqiu for three whole years, but it's a pity that Luohua is intentionally ruthless, and Murong Wanqiu didn't even look at him.

If it was someone else, he would have already made a bow, but Murong Wanqiu was no one else, not to mention that she was also a member of the Murong family, one of the four great families, just relying on her fourth-layer Ziyang Divine Skill, she wanted to hard-grade the Sixth Yang Divine Skill, which had already been practiced to the sixth layer, is this possible?

After three years of blows, Dongfang Leng Feng is close to death, fortunately, it is not only himself who has been hit, Ximen Qingming of the Ximen family is not much better than himself, and there are some people who are not inferior to themselves in appearance and life background, and they also follow their own old paths, no one can be an exception, and they finally have some comfort.

However, just now Ximen Qingming's guy called and said that the goddess we love already has a boyfriend, and when he first heard this, Dongfang Lengfeng was jealous and thought about how to evaporate that damn bastard from the world, but Ximen Qingming's next sentence instantly cooled his hot head.

"It's Ouyang Yayu of the Ouyang family. Dongfang Leng Feng remembered Ximen Qingming's words, and smiled helplessly, for any person, with the background of himself and Ximen Qingming, he didn't want to step on it, but why was it the Ouyang family?

Ouyang Liyu, a character who his father strictly stipulates that he can't provoke, Dongfang Leng Feng was half-lying on the sofa, his eyes flashed from time to time with annoyance, doubt, unwillingness, struggle and other looks, and finally his expression was closed, and he made a phone call with a gloomy face.

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Murong Wanqiu pushed open the door with a crimson face, wearing a silk nightgown with a sense of surname, her slightly moist long black hair was draped casually over her shoulders, her slender and icy calves were looming, and her moist and clear eyes contained an indescribable spring mood, and she had just bathed in a seductive fragrance.

Ouyang Yayu couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said calmly: "Late autumn, come over and I'll tell you something." ”

Murong Wanqiu's heart was pounding, and she endured her shyness and half lay in the quilt that Ouyang Yayu had opened.

With a tight waist, a strong hand grabbed it, Murong Wanqiu's pink face was charming and red, half-bowed her pretty head, and said softly: "Bad husband, you... Don't you have something to tell me?"

Ouyang Yayu hugged his wife's lubricated slender waist, and said with a serious expression: "Late autumn, you... Are you really willing to follow me for the rest of your life, whether you are rich or poor?"

Murong Wanqiu couldn't help but be stunned, how does this sound a bit similar to that marriage proposal, but looking at his serious appearance, it seems that there is really something important to say.

"I... We're all... It's already like that, don't follow you and me... Who else can I follow," Murong Wanqiu's beautiful eyes trembled and said shyly.

Ouyang Yayu couldn't help but laugh dumbly, what do you mean that we are already like that, isn't it just a kiss and a touch?

But he didn't dare to say it, his wife knew at a glance that she was a more traditional woman, and a kiss and touch it might not be a big deal for other women, but for Murong Wanqiu, touching and kissing was not much different from "that".

"Uh... , Late autumn, since you are willing to follow me, there are some things that should be told to you. Ouyang Yayu said in a deep voice.

"What's the matter?" Murong Wanqiu looked at a different bad husband, and felt that what she said next should not be simple.

Ouyang Yayu looked at Murong Wanqiu and muttered, "Have you heard of the legend when I was born?"

Murong Wanqiu glanced at Ouyang Yayu suspiciously, and the other party nodded affirmatively, and said puzzledly: "When you were born, a mysterious immortal chief appeared, this is already a well-known knowledge, and I naturally know that your name was taken by the immortal elder." ”

Ouyang Yayu smiled noncommittally and continued, "Then do you know that there are cultivators?"

Murong Wanqiu nodded cooperatively and said, "I know, I heard my grandfather say that it is said that cultivators can fly to the sky and move mountains and seas. ”

Ouyang Yayu smiled indifferently and said in a surprising voice: "Good wife, actually... I'm just a cultivator. ”

Ouyang Yayu only felt the delicate body of the jade man in his arms tighten, his eyes stared at him in disbelief, and the cherry-like little mouth turned into a cute O-shape due to surprise.

Ouyang Yayu was very satisfied with the effect he had caused, and his hand holding Murong Wanqiu tightened, and he affirmed again: "I... He is a cultivator, and he is a cultivator who has a late stage of distraction. ”

Murong hadn't been able to wake up from this shocking news for a long time, his villain husband was actually a cultivator who could fly to the sky and move mountains and seas in the legend? It's unbelievable, isn't it?

"Bad... Bad husband, you... You're kidding, right?" Murong Wanqiu still couldn't believe that her villainous husband was a legendary cultivator.

In fact, it's no wonder that Murong Wanqiu couldn't believe it, if anyone's husband (wife) suddenly said that he (she) was a legendary cultivator, it was estimated that no one would believe it.

Ouyang Yayu smiled and said: "If you don't joke, you will know immediately, don't be surprised to see anything later, you know?"

Murong Wanqiu nodded vigorously to show understanding, but within three seconds, the people in the entire Tianfu Villa District heard a scream.

Ouyang Yayu looked at his good wife with tears and laughter, as if the scream just now was not what she shouted.

"Bad husband, what is this? Why does it look like you?" Murong Wanqiu excitedly held a fist-sized purple-gold villain.

Ouyang Yayu had a black line on his forehead, what is it? Sweat, looking at the excited baby wife, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Good wife, this is not a 'thing', but the Yuan Infant of the cultivator." Yuan Ying, do you understand?"

Murong Wanqiu tilted his head sideways and wondered, "Bad husband, what is this Yuan Baby??"

"Uh-" Ouyang Yayu's forehead was already full of dark clouds, he withdrew the Yuan Infant and then took a deep breath and said: "Late autumn, this cultivator is also divided into levels, a total of twelve realms, namely: Foundation Building Period, Enlightenment Period, Fusion Period, Heartbeat Period, Bigu Period, Jindan Period, Yuan Infant Period, Out-of-Body Period, Distraction Period, Merge Period, Tribulation Period, Mahayana Period, each realm is divided into early, middle, and late stages, and the Yuan Infant Period represents that the cultivator has truly stepped into the threshold of cultivation, and the so-called Yuan Infant is immortal is this truth. ”

Murong Wanqiu covered his mouth and exclaimed with surprise on his face: "Yuan Infant Immortality means immortality?

Ouyang Yayu laughed and said: "This is just relative, there is another sentence that says' Millennium Jindan Ten Thousand Years Yuan Infant', that is to say, if you can't break through to the Yuan Infant Stage within a thousand years, you will be scattered, and the same is true when you reach the Yuan Infant Period, if you can't break through within 10,000 years, the result will be the same as the soul, which is also the main reason why I didn't teach my parents and grandfather to cultivate, because now the earth's aura is too scarce, and I can't help them, so I didn't teach them to cultivate, because I was afraid of harming them. ”

Murong Wanqiu's eyes darkened, his villain husband had already cultivated to the late stage of distraction, which was equivalent to having infinite life, and he would ...... a hundred years later

Ouyang Yayu saw the gloomy eyes of his baby wife, reacted in a daze, hugged Murong Wanqiu lightly, half-lowered his head and whispered softly: "My baby wife, what do you want? How could I leave you alone? It's because I want to teach you cultivation that I will tell you this, don't think about it crookedly." ”

Murong Wanqiu's eyes lit up, "Is this true?" Then he deflated and said, "Didn't you just say that the earth's spiritual energy is too scarce, and you can't help with cultivation? ”

The corners of Ouyang Yayu's mouth rose slightly, and his expression was playful: "I can't help my parents and grandfather, but you are my wife, I just said that I can't help them, I don't seem to have said that I can't help you?"

Murong Wanqiu's beautiful eyes widened, and she wondered: "Since they can't help their parents and grandfather, of course they can't help me, right?"

Ouyang Yayu couldn't help but smile secretly, they all followed me to call their parents and grandfather, and they have made progress.

Ouyang Yayu said slowly: "Of course not, do you want to know how I can help you?"

Murong Wanqiu blinked her innocent eyes and said curiously, "Think, how can you help me?"

The corners of Ouyang Yayu's mouth flashed a playful smile, warm taste: "I really want to know?"

Although Murong Wanqiu felt that his tone was strange, he was just curious why he couldn't help his parents and grandfather, but they could help him? ”

Ouyang Yayu grinned and hooked his finger at Murong Wanqiu, signaling her to come over.

Murong Wanqiu looked at Ouyang Yayu who was smiling with a thief on his face, forcibly endured his sultry breathing, and slowly attached himself to his ears, but after hearing the content of his whispers, his peach cheeks suddenly swelled delicately, and the shy and troublesome pink fist beckoned straight to Ouyang Yayu, and his beautiful eyes trembled and said, "Who... Who's going to be with you....... ”

Ouyang Yayu looked at Murong Wanqiu's cheeks as delicate as flowers, a faint charm appeared between his eyebrows, and his watery and slightly spring-like beautiful eyes swept over him, and he couldn't help but feel a burst of dryness, tightened his hand around his lubricated waist, and said warmly in his eyes: "That... Would you like to?"

Murong Wanqiu's heart pounded like a deer, bowed his head and lay on Ouyang Yayu's shoulder, blushing and coquettishly: "I hate it, people don't want it." ”

Ouyang Yayu naturally understood what she didn't mean, helped Murong Wanqiu up, and said with a smile: "Wanqiu, concentrate, I'll pass on your Shuangxiu Heart Method first." ”

Murong Wanqiu nodded with shame, closed his eyes tightly and slowly concentrated, and suddenly a shy and subtle Shuangxiu heart method was transmitted to Murong Wanqiu's mind.

Ouyang Yayu waited quietly for Murong Wanqiu to slowly understand this Shuangxiu mental method that was only more than a thousand words.

After a while, Murong Wanqiu opened his eyes, saw Ouyang Yayu's smiling gaze, remembered the embarrassing heart, and couldn't help but look at this villain husband charmingly.

Ouyang Yayu looked at his charming and moving wife, resisted the urge to "eat" her, and said with a wry smile: "Late autumn, I will first sort out a set of cultivation methods for you, and then I will take you to my Liyu Villa to cultivate, there is a spirit gathering array arranged by me, there is enough aura for you to build a foundation, and after the foundation is built, we will double Xiu, so that the effect will be better." ”

Murong Wanqiu let out a light "um", and her watery eyes looked at Ouyang Yayu who closed his eyes and sorted out his cultivation method.

After a while, Ouyang Yayu opened his eyes and said slowly: "I have tailored a set of cultivation exercises for you based on your own situation, and I will pass it on to you if you concentrate your energy." ”

Murong Wanqiu obediently closed his eyes, and an obscure cultivation technique appeared in his mind, and he opened his eyes after carefully understanding it.

ps: The two snakes were tired and fell down in front of the computer desk!

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