Dongfang Lengfeng is very annoyed now. He was born in the Dongfang family, one of the four major families. He has never been able to get what he wanted since childhood until the advent of Murong Wanqiu.

It has been three years since I chased Murong Wanqiu for three years. Unfortunately, the fallen flowers are intentionally flowing water without mercy. Murong Wanqiu didn't even look at him directly.

If it were someone else, he would have been forced to dominate the king, but Murong Wanqiu was not someone else. Not to mention that he was also a member of the Murong family, one of the four major families, just relying on his fourth level of Ziyang Divine Art to force him to the sixth level of Sixyang Divine Art that he had already practiced to the sixth level of Sixyang Divine Art. Is this possible?

After three years of blows, Dongfang Lengfeng has given up. Fortunately, it is not the only one who has been hit. Ximen Qingming from the Ximen family is not much better than him. Some people who are not inferior to their appearance and background are also following their old paths. No one can be exceptional, and finally feel a little comforted.

However, just now, the guy from Ximen Qingming called and said that the goddess we admired already had a boyfriend. When Dongfang Lengfeng heard this, he became jealous and thought about how to evaporate the damn bastard to the world. Unexpectedly, the next sentence of Ximen Qingming made his hot mind instantly cold.

"It's Ouyang Yayu of the Ouyang family." Dongfang Lengfeng remembered what Ximen Qingming said and smiled helplessly. If anyone else had to do it, based on his or her background and background, he wouldn't he just step on it, but why was it the Ouyang family? He was the only boy in the third generation?

Ouyang Yayu, a person whom his father Yan Wen stipulated that he could not provoke, Dongfang Lengfeng was half lying on the sofa, his eyes flashed from time to time with anger, doubt, unwillingness, struggle and other expressions. Finally, he closed his expression and made a call with a gloomy face.

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Murong Wanqiu pushed open the door with a pretty face blushing, wearing a sexy silk nightgown, her slightly wet black hair casually draped over her shoulders, her slender and icy calves were faintly visible, and her moist and clear eyes contained an indescribable spring feeling. She had just taken a bath and exuded a seductive fragrance all over her body.

Ouyang Yayu couldn't help swallowing and said calmly: "Late Qiu, come here and I'll tell you something."

Murong Wanqiu's heart was pounding, and she suppressed her shyness and lay halfway under the quilt that Ouyang Yayu pulled open.

With a tightening of his waist, a powerful hand was brought over. Murong Wanqiu's pink face was charming and red, and she half lowered her pretty head, and said softly: "Bad husband, you... don't you have something to tell me?"

Ouyang Yayu held his wife's lubricated slender waist and said seriously: "Late Qiu, you... are you really willing to follow me for the rest of your life, never leaving you regardless of wealth or poverty?"

Murong Wanqiu couldn't help but be stunned. Why did this sound a bit like the proposal? But seeing him serious, he seemed to have something to say.

"I...we are all... already like that. If I don't follow you... who else can I follow?" Murong Wanqiu said with trembling eyes.

Ouyang Yayu couldn't help but laugh. What do we mean that we are already like that? Didn't we just kiss and touch it?

However, he didn't dare to say this when he beat him to death. His wife knew that she was a more traditional woman at a glance. It might be nothing to other women, but for Murong Wanqiu, it was not very different to "that".

"Uh..., Wanqiu, since you are willing to follow me, I should tell you some things." Ouyang Yayu said deeply.

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

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

Murong Wanqiu looked at Ouyang Yayu in confusion, and the other party nodded affirmatively and said in confusion: "When you were born, a mysterious immortal chief appeared. This is well known. Of course, I know that your name was taken by the Immortal Chief Gang."

Ouyang Yayu smiled unanimously and continued: "Do you know there are cultivators?"

Murong Wanqiu nodded in cooperation and said, "I know, I heard from my grandfather that it is said that cultivators can fly to the sky and escape from the earth and move mountains and seas."

Ouyang Yayu smiled indifferently and said in a shocking way: "Good wife, actually... I am a cultivator."

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

Ouyang Yayu was very satisfied with the effect he had caused. He held Murong Wanqiu's hand tightened and affirmed again: "I... am a cultivator, and I am a cultivator with the late stage of distraction."

Murong Wanqiu couldn't wake up from this shocking news for a long time. His badass husband was actually a cultivator who was legendary able to fly and escape and move mountains and rivers? This... this is too unbelievable.

"Bad...bad husband, you... are you kidding?" Murong Wanqiu still couldn't believe that his bad husband was a legendary cultivator.

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

Ouyang Yayu laughed and said, "You will know immediately if you are kidding. Don't be surprised if you see anything later, do you know?"

Murong Wanqiu nodded vigorously and made it clear, but less than three seconds later, everyone in the Tianfu villa area heard a scream.

Ouyang Yayu looked at her good wife with laughter and cry, as if the scream just now was not what she called.

"Bad husband, what is this? Why do you look the same as you?" Murong Wanqiu said excitedly, holding a purple-gold little man the size of a fist.

A black line appeared on Ouyang Yayu's forehead. What's it? Sweat, looking at the excited baby wife, he couldn't help but smile embarrassedly: "Good wife, this is not a 'thing', but the Nascent Soul of the Cultivator. Do you understand?"

Murong Wanqiu turned his head and asked in confusion: "Bad husband, what is this Nascent Soul??"

"Uh--" Ouyang Yayu's forehead was already covered with dark clouds. He took back the Nascent Soul and took a deep breath and said, "Late autumn, this cultivator is also divided into twelve realms, namely: foundation building stage, consecration stage, fusion stage, heart movement stage, fasting stage, golden elixir stage, nascent Soul stage, out-of-body stage, divine division stage, fusion stage, mahayana stage, each realm has early, mid-stage, and late stages. The Nascent Soul stage means that the cultivator has truly stepped into the threshold of cultivation. The so-called immortality of the Nascent Soul is immortal, which is the truth."

Murong Wanqiu covered her mouth and shouted in surprise: "If the Nascent Soul is immortal, it means that the Nascent Soul stage will never die?"

Ouyang Yayu laughed and said, "This is just relative. There is another saying that "Thousand-year Golden Pill and Ten Thousand-year Yuanying". That is to say, if you cannot break through to the Nascent Soul stage within a thousand years, you will lose your soul and reach the Nascent Soul stage. If you cannot break through within a thousand years, you will lose your soul and your soul. This is also the main reason why I didn't teach my parents and grandpa to practice. Because the spiritual energy on the earth is too scarce, even if I can't help them, I didn't teach them to practice, just because I was afraid of harming them."

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

Ouyang Yayu saw the depressed look of his baby wife, and he was stunned and reacted, hugged Murong Wanqiu lightly, lowered his head halfway and said softly: "My baby wife, what do you think? How could I leave you alone? I will tell you these things because I have to teach you to practice. Don't think wrongly."

Murong Wanqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, "Are you serious about this?" Then he said with a recession, "Didn't you just say that the earth's spiritual energy is too scarce, and you can't help practicing? Then it's useless to teach me."

Ouyang Yayu's lips raised slightly, and his expression was fun: "I can't help my parents and grandpa, but you are my wife. I just said I can't help them. It seems that I haven't said I can't help you?"

Murong Wanqiu opened her beautiful eyes wide and said in confusion: "Since you can't help parents and grandpa, of course you can't help me either, right?"

Ouyang Yayu couldn't help but laugh, and he followed me to call my parents and grandpa, and he 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: "I wonder, how can I help me?"

Ouyang Yayu had a playful smile on his lips, and the smell was warm: "I really want to know?"

Although Murong Wanqiu thought he spoke strangely, he was just curious why he couldn't help his parents and grandpa but could help him? Although he was unwilling to do so, he replied patiently: "I really want to know."

Ouyang Yayu smiled and hooked his fingers at Murong Wanqiu, indicating that she would come over.

Murong Wanqiu looked at Ouyang Yayu with a sensual smile on his face, suppressed his seductive breathing and slowly passed by. However, after hearing what he was whispering, his cheeks suddenly became so beautiful that they were so charming that they were shy and frowning. His shy and fist fist was greeting Ouyang Yayu, and his beautiful eyes trembled and said: "Who...who wants to double xiu with you..."

Ouyang Yayu looked at Murong Wanqiu's cheeks as delicate as flowers, and a faint charm appeared between her eyebrows. The watery and spring-like eyes swept across her faintly. She couldn't help but feel a fire rising. She tightened her hand that was lubricating her waist, and said with a warm look: "Then...will you?"

Murong Wanqiu's heart was pounding like a deer, and she lowered her head and leaned on Ouyang Yayu's shoulder, blushed and said coquettishly: "I hate it, I don't want it."

Ouyang Yayu naturally understood what she wanted, helped Murong Wanqiu up and smiled and said, "Late Qiu, concentrate, I will pass on your double-minded method first."

Murong Wanqiu nodded in a shy way, closed his eyes tightly and slowly concentrated his mind. Suddenly, a shy and exquisite double-hearted approach came to Murong Wanqiu's mind.

Ouyang Yayu quietly waited for Murong Wanqiu to slowly understand this double-xiu mental method with only more than a thousand words.

After a while, Murong Wanqiu opened his eyes, saw Ouyang Yayu's smiling gaze, and when he thought of the shameful thoughts, he couldn't help but turn his eyes charmingly on this bad guy husband.

Ouyang Yayu looked at his charming wife, resisted the urge to "eat" her, and said with a wry smile: "Late Qiu, I will organize a set of cultivation methods for you first, and then I will take you to my Yayu Villa to practice. There is a spirit gathering array I arranged there, and there is enough spiritual energy to allow you to build the foundation. After the foundation is completed, we will double it. This will be better."

Murong Wanqiu said "um" lightly, and her beautiful watery eyes stared at Ouyang Yayu who closed her eyes and sorted out her practice of the mind.

After a while, Ouyang Yayu opened his eyes and said slowly: "I have tailored a set of practice techniques for you based on your own situation. If you concentrate on your mind, I will pass it over to you."

Murong Wanqiu closed his eyes obediently, and suddenly an obscure and difficult-to-understand practice technique appeared in his mind. After carefully comprehension, he opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!