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The cold sun in the early morning sprinkled on the bird's nest.

Gu Mianliang was stunned for a long time before recovering.

He looked at the boy who was still asleep with a complicated expression, feeling at a loss for the first time.He knew that he had a demon in his heart, but he didn't know that he, who was in a state of demon in his heart, actually had this kind of thoughts towards Xiao Que'er.

He let out a deep breath, suppressing all the complicated thoughts, his black eyes became cold and cold again.

He shouldn't have these thoughts.

Especially for Yunfu.

Gu Mianliang stretched out her hand to break off the boy's legs wrapped around his waist, the touch was as soft as jade, his face remained unchanged, and she took out a robe to cover him.

The young man woke up leisurely.

A pair of phoenix eyes were blank for a moment, and then Gu Mianliang's figure was clearly reflected in them.

He leaned over joyfully, hugged Gu Mianliang's waist relyingly, rubbed lightly, and said in a soft voice, "Father, I like you..."

In his opinion, the two of them had done something more intimate than mating yesterday, and his golden ring had been taken off, which meant that his adoptive father wanted to be his hen and accompany him through maturity.

The appearance of a young man who likes to rely on a person wholeheartedly can really melt a person's heart.

Gu Mianliang's Adam's apple twitched, and said softly, "Release."

"Huh?" Fuzhi raised his head, his lips were bright red, and wanted to kiss Gu Mianliang's chin, but was avoided.

He wondered, "Father?"

Looking at Gu Mianliang's indifferent expression, the young man suddenly understood something, his eyes lit up, and he said treacherously, "Is the adoptive father shy?"

He lifted the clothes off his body loudly, exposing his fair and alluring body to the air again, pointing at the bite marks and tooth marks left on his body last night with his fingertips.

The young man's eyes were clear, and he comforted him: "It's okay foster father, I'm not shy, look, your bite looks pretty good."

"..."

Gu Mianliang closed his eyes immediately, and he stood up, "Last night was not my intention."

Fuzhi was stunned, and it took him a while to realize what he meant.

The smile on the young man's face slowly dissipated. He didn't know what to think of, and a wound flashed across his pupils very quickly. He picked up the opened robe again, put it on himself silently, and said in a low voice: "...that justice What does father mean?"

Gu Mianliang: "You shouldn't be emotional with me," he looked down at Fuzhi, "Break through the Nascent Soul and attain the Tao as soon as possible, that's what you should do."

His eyes were deep, and there was no trace of the toughness and gentleness when he pecked and kissed last night.

Fuzhi lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but his body became more and more tense, his thin and weak spine was like a white butterfly fluttering in the breeze, and his palm was clutching the robe on his body, getting tighter , the finger bones turned bluish white.

After a while, he raised his eyes, and there was already a glint of water in his eye sockets. He was wronged and sad, and he complained: "Then why did you kiss me?"

You don't like me, why kiss me?

Gu Mianliang pursed her lips, "I..."

The young man wiped away his tears and turned his back angrily, "I don't want to see you now."

There was no sound for a long time, the boy's eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't help but look back furtively, only to find that there was no one behind him.

Empty.

"what the hell……"

He pouted, his eyes turned red again.

After a while, he couldn't help lowering his head, carefully looked at the messy marks on his body, and suddenly remembered the five ghosts...

A vague thought came to the young man's heart, his face suddenly turned pale, and the nauseating nausea went straight to his throat again, and he quickly lay on the edge of the bird's nest and retched endlessly.

The fingertips were firmly dug into the gap. Due to excessive force, the meridians on the back of the hand were raised, and the thin butterfly bones trembled slightly, revealing an inexplicable feeling of weakness.

There was a ghostly look on his little finger

"Have you thought about it..." A soft voice sounded beside his ears, "Your adoptive father doesn't want to touch you, does he think you are dirty..."

The young man's nose was red, he raised his head alertly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Who?!"

The feminine voice smiled: "Don't be afraid, child, I am the guide in every pure-blood Chibane inheritance."

"Guide?" The young man wrinkled his nose, "I haven't heard anything about it from the clan."

"This is the secret of the Akabane clan, and naturally there will be no record among the monster clan."

This voice was persuasive and seductive, and he also knew many secrets of the Akabane clan. It didn't take long for the young man who was not deeply involved in the world to begin to be dubious.

"Child, I have no reason to lie to you. After all, Akabane Clan...you are the only one left." It said sadly.

After hearing these words, the sharp thorns on the boy's body finally began to soften slowly, and he said in a low voice, "Yes, I'm the only one left."

"It's okay, I will stay with you until you get what you want."

"Get what you want?" The young man's face is still not very good-looking, "What I want is not to cultivate the Dao, I only want one person from the beginning to the end."

"Of course I know. When I say getting what you want, of course it also includes how to help you get him, your adoptive father, doesn't it?"

"Really?" The boy's eyes lit up slightly.

"Yeah, as long as you do what I say, it's totally fine. No one can resist the pursuit of our noble Akabane clan."

These words literally penetrated into the heart of the young man, his emotions came and went quickly, his eyes flickered slightly, suppressed the upward arc of the corners of his mouth, and raised his chin dignifiedly: "What's your name?"

The voice said with a smile: "Child, I'm just a guide, you can call me Mingyu."

"Mingyu...what a weird name," the young man muttered.

He came down directly from the bird's nest, flew into the Lanyue Lake below, and immersed himself in it. The teardrops on his eyelashes were like fine crystals. The young man said in a muffled voice, "Are you serious just now?"

Ming Yu: "What?"

The boy didn't speak, and stroked the deepest bite mark on his shoulder with his fingertips.

Ming Yu understood, "Of course it's true. After all, they are five ghosts, aren't they? Every inch of your body has been touched by them. It's normal for him to think it's dirty."

"I'm not dirty!" The boy retorted with a slightly pale face.

"Really? Then why did he leave?"

"..."

The young man froze slowly, he remembered Gu Mianliang's unwilling gaze on him, and he couldn't say anything to refute.

In the end, he said nana and said stubbornly, "Maybe... maybe the adoptive father is just busy."

Mingyu smiled softly: "Then go and see, what is he doing now, is he busy?"

The young man pursed his lips, washed in a hurry, changed his clothes, turned into a bird, and returned to the bamboo forest soon.

After landing, he knocked on the door of Gu Mianliang's room first, "Father, are you there?"

There was no answer, and nothing happened.

Only then did the young man breathe a sigh of relief, and his brows were filled with joy: "Look, what can I say, the adoptive father is not here"

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bamboo house on the far side, rolled his Adam's apple, and swallowed all the remaining words.

That bamboo house that Gu Mianliang never let him in, the restriction fluctuated vaguely.

The adoptive father is inside.

The smile on the corner of the boy's mouth slowly drooped, he lowered his head, and kicked the stone beside his feet.

"Look, what's the matter with him?" Ming Yu sighed, "How long has he lived? How long have you known him?"

"Have you never been in that bamboo house?"

"If he really cares about you, even if he only treats you as a foster son, even a little bit, how could he not reveal what's inside?"

"Maybe, he doesn't like you because he already has someone else in his heart..."

Every time he said a word, Fuzhi's face became ugly, and when he heard the last sentence, he quickly covered his ears, "Stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"

Ming Yu closed his mouth obediently and remained silent.

But now that those words have been heard in my ears, I can't forget them.

After a while, the young man put down his hand, looked at the bamboo house, lowered his eyes to hide the hurt in his eyes, and said to himself: "If you don't want to be my hen, most people will."

It happened that the golden ring had been removed, and he was in estrus, so it was only natural to find another female.

……

The news that the last red bird of the Akabane clan publicly chose a mate spread throughout the monster clan within a day.

Fuzhi has always been very popular in ethnology, and there are many admirers. As soon as the news came out, thousands of self-recommendation posts flew from all over the world in an instant.

If it was just because of his appearance, it wouldn't be such a grand occasion, what is more important is his identity as the last pure blood red bird.

The only red bird between heaven and earth was originally the emperor of the red bird clan.

It is unimaginable for the Yaozu to treat the noble race that is about to become extinct.

For many races, if someone in the clan can really become Fuzhi's spouse, then it is simply a one-person attainment of the Tao, and a chicken dog ascends to heaven.

Not to mention, the Yaozu also licensed him to have multiple spouses, each position is an opportunity, and each tribe can't wait to pack up all the good-looking ones in their own tribe and let Fuzhi choose.

The Yaozu also attached great importance to this, and specially sent someone to manage it, and set the selected location under the oldest marriage tree in the Yaozu.

The moonlight is clear and light.

A table was placed under the tree, with rare spiritual fruits and a jug of sweet wine on it.

Fuzhi was dressed in red and sat in front of the desk, his expression was slightly blurred, his side face was flushed with blush, and he looked slightly drunk.

He propped his chin with one hand, poured himself a glass of wine in boredom, and asked the clan elder sent by the demon clan next to him: "When will the selection start? I've been waiting for a while, I'm so sleepy..."

The clan elder smiled kindly: "Start right away, look ahead, everyone has already arrived," the old man pointed out, signaling Fuzhi to look ahead.

Fuzhi raised her eyes, then opened her eyes slightly, and the grapes she was twisting in her hand fell to the table with a clatter.

I saw four to five hundred people walking slowly in front of them, some men and some women, some were handsome, some were gorgeous, some were domineering...there were all kinds of beauties.

At this time, all of them secretly looked over and looked at him, with different expressions on their faces. After a while, they all said in unison: "We are willing to be the spouse of Chijun, and we will always be by your side."

Fuzhi is the last pure blood of the Akabane clan, and Chijun is the highest title for him.

"..."

The young man rubbed his face, regained consciousness a little bit, and said in shock, "Clan elder, so many...all of them?"

The clan elder smiled and said: "Yes, this is only the first batch. If you like it, keep a few more, and the Demon Emperor will not object."

The young man had never seen this scene before, his eyes were wide open, and after a while, he stared at a pair of eyes that wanted to eat him, and coughed hard, "Then what, come one by one, line up... ..."

What he didn't know was that many thoughtful people had found out that he had a adoptive father, and they had already delivered the marriage proposal to the wooden house in the bamboo forest. boast that there is nothing in the sky and nothing on the earth.

And the beginnings of these marriage letters are messy, but they can be divided into two types:

"My most respected father-in-law..."

"To the future father-in-law..."

They even gave away a lot of panaceas for the elderly that prolong life, and they did everything they could.

When Gu Mianliang came out of the bamboo house, even though he was used to strong winds and waves, he was still shocked by the piles of marriage proposals.

The white-haired man was silent for a moment, picked up a marriage certificate, opened it, and saw that it read:

Dear father-in-law, your old man is in good health. Thank you for giving me a chance to be Yunfu's spouse. From now on, I will definitely learn to be diligent and thrifty in housekeeping, and take care of Yunfu and your old man...

Gu Mianliang read every word, narrowed her eyes, and the marriage letter in her hand slowly turned into quicksand.

father in law.old man.Spouse of Yunfu.

His eyes fell on the other hundreds of marriage letters left on the ground, and after a while, he said softly: "Little Que'er, I'm looking for a spouse..."