The Daily Life of the Immortal King

The palace of the border, Songhai City, is an underground research institute with unknown coordinates, where Fang Xing is being imprisoned.

The underground research institute has a strong prohibition circle, Fang Xing can't use it here at all, his spiritual power is suppressed, and this underground research institute seems to be specially built 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. to adjust for different holographic backgrounds.

Tonight, Fang Xing's dinner was a kun steak, cut and carefully cooked from the most muscular part of the ancient fierce kun's abdomen. The drink is blood wine brewed from Qiongqi's blood. There is a strong strawberry flavor in the wine, which is the sign of authentic Qiongqi's blood.

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

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

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

Just cooking with these extinct ferocious beasts already made Fang Xing amazed.

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

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

A thin but handsome man with white hair reaching his waist was pushed to the front by two shadow figures. This man was dressed in a white robe, with shining scales around his neck.

"Dad?" Fang Xing looked excited.

However, the man in front of him didn't have the slightest expression on his face. His gaze was fixed on Fang Xing, but it was more like looking at a stranger.

"After your father was resurrected, his memory has changed. He didn't even see your birth. He only knew that his son was an egg. He didn't have the slightest impression of you. So now it is considered resurrected, right? You are just a passer-by." Bai Youquan sneered, and said via voice transmission: "Thanks to the research results provided by your father, our research has finally taken shape. After the celebration banquet in the evening, I will not send you Father took it away from here, and now I will leave you a touching time for father and son to get together."

As soon as Bai Youquan finished speaking, he left directly with his shadow men.

He is very confident in his layout.

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

How much is blood relationship worth?

Didn't his father Bai Zhe use him as a dumbbell to lift weights when he was a child...

...

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

Immortal Shepi found a seat and sat down, with a dignified posture and a well-behaved appearance.

Fang Xing has never seen his father's real appearance, and more information is obtained from history books, which are basically portraits. Take the distance from some famous people, for example, Zhu Yuanzhang has a shoehorn face... He never thought that his father would be so good-looking, and he may be the painter who painted his father's portrait, and he may not be an abstract painter.

But in terms of appearance alone, his father was indeed much younger than he imagined after his resurrection, and his current appearance should be his father's appearance when he was young.

"Dad..." Fang Xing called out tentatively.

The Shepi Immortal next to him showed a horrified look: "Young man, don't mistake your father."

"..."

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

Immortal Shepi blushed on her face: "Don't try to lie to me, I...I'm not even married, where did my son come from?"

As Bai Youquan said, after the memory of True Immortal Shepi was tampered with, Fang Xing had almost no memory, let alone the fact that she had laid an egg.

"You really don't remember at all?" Fang Xing said persuasively, "You gave birth to a male ball back then! That male ball was me!"

"Male...men's ball..."

In fact, male ball means laying eggs, but the idea of ​​male ball sounds better.

It's just that Fang Xing didn't expect that his father Shepi Zhenxian's face would change when he heard this sentence: "Young man, what kind of international joke are you making? I am a majestic man, how can I have a child? Where in the world? There is such a pervert! You are not mocking me, are you? Although I look very handsome, I am indeed a man! I have researched so many cultivation and scientific research results, and there has never been a spell that can make a man have a child of!"

"..." Fang Xing was silent.

He had no idea how to explain it himself.

Because when his father, True Immortal Shepi, gave birth to him, he really did not give birth to him by transforming his body... To be precise, it was an instinctive reaction to reproduce. The special fairy-like technique "White Night Art" they practiced was already an ability, a spell that could automatically back up cells when their lives were dying.

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

However, it is obvious that regarding the matter of "The Art of the White Night", perhaps due to memory tampering, True Immortal Shepi doesn't even remember this.

From the perspective of True Immortal Shepi, Fang Xing is just a strange young man who recognizes his father casually.

Young... It's a pity, he's 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 True Immortal Shepi was revived, Bai Youquan completely erased that part of memory by some means. In other words, the reborn True Immortal Shepi is not reborn with that part of memory, and it is much more complicated to retrieve that part of memory than amnesia.

Fang Xing sighed, staring at True Immortal Shepi's face, thinking of various ways in his mind. His spells could not be cast under the influence of the restriction... So, he had to think of a physical way to prove his relationship with the True Immortal Shepi.

no solution anymore……

Fang Xing realized that now is the time to let go of the burden of being an idol.

He faced True Immortal Shepi, and then opened his mouth wide...

The corner of the snake's mouth!

Can expand up to 180°!

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