v3 Chapter 1001： Fang Xing's Idol Bag

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Fang Xingzheng, Songhai City, Jingzhi Palace, an underground research institute with unknown coordinates, was imprisoned here.

The underground research institute has a strong forbidden law formation, and Fang Xing can't perform any action here. His spiritual power is suppressed, and this underground research institute is specially built for him.

However, Bai Youquan who brought him here did not neglect him. The room in the institute is the European style that Fang Xing likes. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows are under the ground, but the floor-to-ceiling windows can be easily relaxed according to his preferences. Go to adjust different holographic backgrounds.

Tonight, Fang Xing's dinner is a piece of steak, which is made from the most abundant abdominal muscles of Taikoo, and is carefully cooked after cutting. The drink is a blood wine made from the blood of the poor and strange blood. There is a strong strawberry flavor in the wine, which is a sign of authentic poor and blood.

Although Fang Xing has never drank the food cooked with these ancient beasts before, he has more or less learned about ancient books.

However, these foods did not make Fang Xing's mood better, but made his expression more dignified.

The power of the people behind this scene has far exceeded his imagination.

Just cooking with these extinct beasts in this world has made Fang Xing feel astonished.

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

"What's wrong, Fang? You don't seem to be in a good mood? Your father, but you are resurrected in this world, you should be happy." Bai Youquan smiled, and then he clapped his hands.

A man with white hair and waist, a thin but handsome figure was pushed forward by two black shadow men. The man was wearing a white robe, and his neck was covered with shining scales.

"Dad?" Fang Xing was excited.

However, the man in front of his face couldn't stand the slightest wave, his gaze stared at Fang Xing, but he looked more like a stranger.

"After your father was resurrected, his memory changed. He didn't even see your birth. He only knew that his son was an egg. He had no impression of you at all. So now he is resurrected, right. In other words, you are just a passerby. "Bai Youquan sneered, preaching:" But thanks to the research results provided by your father, our research has finally begun to be effective. After the celebration party in the evening, I will not treat you My father took it from here, and I'll leave you a touching time with your father and son. "

Bai Youquan's voice had just fallen, and he left his shadow man directly.

He is very confident in his layout.

Even if the two were related by blood, he was not afraid at all.

How much can blood be worth?

Wasn't his father Bai Zhe used as a dumbbell weight when he was a kid ...

...

For a long time, the room was silent.

Snake skin Zhenxian found a place to sit down, sitting dignified and well-behaved.

Fang Xing has never seen the true appearance of his father. More information can be found in history books, which are basically portraits. Take some well-known figures away. For example, Zhu Yuanzhang is a shoehorn face ... He never thought that his father would look so beautiful, for he was an artist who painted portraits of his father, and he was not an abstract painter.

However, in terms of appearance alone, his father was indeed a lot younger than he thought after his resurrection. Now this looks like his father's youth.

"Dad ..." Fang soberly called out tentatively.

The snake skin on the side showed a terrified look: "Young man, don't confuse your father."

"..."

Fang Xing: "But ... you are really my father. Didn't you listen to what the man just said ..."

Snake skin Zhenxian flushed: "Don't try to lie to me, I ... I'm not married, where's my son?"

As Bai Youquan said, after the memory of the snake skin fairy was tampered with, the other party woke up with almost no impression, let alone remembering that they had laid an egg.

"You really don't remember it?" Fang Xingxunxunshan lured: "You gave birth to a men's ball! The man's ball is me!"

"Men ... Men's ball ..."

In fact, men's **** are meant to lay eggs, but the idea of ​​having a men's ball sounds better.

However, Fang Xing did not expect that this sentence turned his father's snake skin into a fairy tale: "This young man, what international joke are you playing? How can a man born in a dignified manner give birth to a child? Where is the world? There is such a pervert! You wouldn't be sarcastic to me? Although I look very handsome, I am indeed a man! I have developed so many research results of cultivation, and there is never a spell that can make men have children. of!"

"..." Fang awoke and remained silent.

He had no idea how to explain it.

Because his father, snake skin, gave birth to him at first ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It really didn't give birth to him by transforming his body ... To be precise, it was an instinctive reaction of breeding offspring. The special fairy-like spell "White Night's Spell" they have practiced is an ability that can automatically perform cell backup when life is dying.

Before the death, "White Night Art" will retain some elite cells to develop in the body through recombination, and finally an egg will be formed. In fact, it is a huge cell formed in the body after continuous replication and division!

However, it is clear that the Snake Skin Fairy did not even remember this, perhaps because of memory tampering.

From the perspective of Snake Skin Fairy now, Fang Xing is a strange young man who admits his father casually.

Very young ... unfortunately, it is a pervert!

At this point, Fang Xing fell into a headache.

This situation is difficult to handle.

First of all, memory tampering is not amnesia. Before the resurrection of Snake Skin Zhenxian, Bai Youquan completely erased that part of memory by some means. In other words, after the rebirth, the true skin of snake skin is reborn without carrying that part of memory. It is much more complicated to retrieve that memory than amnesia.

Fang Xing sighed. He stared at the real face of the snake skin, thinking constantly about various ways in his mind. His spells could not be cast under the influence of restraint ... so, he had to think of a physical way to prove his relationship with the true snake skin fairy.

no solution anymore……

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

He faced the snake skin fairy, then opened his mouth wide ...

The corner of the snake's mouth!

Can be expanded up to 180 °!

Fang Xing has never performed this skill in front of people! But for his father, Fang Xing decided to go out today!