"Uh..." Yue Feng scratched his head: "Uncle Ouyang, I have a wife..."
"Ah..." A hint of disappointment flashed in Ouyang Zhennan's eyes, and he spoke again: "It's okay. I guess your father forgot about marriage. Your father and I haven't seen each other for more than 20 years. At that time, technology was not developed, so it was very difficult for me to contact your father. I slowly broke off the contact. By the way, where is your father?"
Yue Feng scratched his head and responded with a smile: "My parents are in the country now."
When talking about this, Yue Feng was speechless. He originally bought a villa for his parents, and it was Villa No. 001 next door, and planned to let them enjoy it. As a result, the old couple only lived for less than a week and complained in various ways, saying that they were not at ease in the countryside.
Yue Feng had no choice but to let them go back.
Ouyang Zhennan nodded and looked at Yue Feng seriously and said, "Xiaofeng, logic is, your father and I used to marry, and you should be my son-in-law. But now, since you have a wife, why don't you accept you as your adopted son? Are you willing?"
What?
He wants to accept Yue Feng as his adopted son?
At this moment, everyone around was stunned and their eyes were complicated. Everyone wanted to accept Yue Feng as their disciple, but Ouyang Zhennan actually took another approach and wanted to accept him as his adopted son.
Yue Feng scratched his head, but didn't know how to refuse at that time, so he said, "Uncle Ouyang, you need your parents' consent to recognize the likes of your adoptive father."
"Come on, I'll call your father now, give me your phone number." Ouyang Zhennan said.
After Yue Feng gave him the phone number, he actually dialed it over.
Facts have proved that Ouyang Zhennan and Yue Feng's father are indeed old friends for many years. The two of them had a very happy chat. After more than ten minutes of chatting, Ouyang Zhennan got to the point and told Yue Tianheng that he wanted to accept his son as his adopted son.
Yue Tianheng didn't even think about it and said directly: "Zhennan, give me the phone number."
Yue Feng answered the phone and heard the father shouting on the other side of the phone: "Little bastard, I tell you that from today on, you will be your adopted son of Uncle Ouyang, do you know? Call him the adopted father quickly."
"Uh..." Yue Feng's face was bitter.
What's this? I performed so well at the lion slaughtering conference, but I had a father...
"Call me quickly!" Yue Tianheng was anxious and said angrily.
"Entertainment Father." Yue Feng muttered, why did he feel like he was forced to go to Liangshan? It would be okay to refuse to admit it...
When Yue Tianheng heard his son calling, he nodded with satisfaction and hung up the phone.
"Hahahaha!" Ouyang Zhennan laughed and patted Yue Feng's hand: "Son, when your injury is healed, your adoptive father will send someone to pick you up and visit the Ouyang family. Okay, you can rest first, we won't disturb you."
While speaking, he pulled people from the six major sects away.
"Yue Feng, our Kongtong Sect thinks about it, I will accept you as a closed disciple!"
"Our Xiaoyao Sect also welcomes you..."
The group of people walked to the door and turned around and threw the olive branch towards Yue Feng.
....
Donghai City, in a luxurious villa.
Yu Mo threw all the fruits on the table to the ground. The few servants next to him were so scared that they were sweating profusely and did not dare to breathe.
Everyone knows that Yu Mo is in a bad mood and no one dares to mess with her.
"You are known as a famous sect, and you can also play tricks! Otherwise, how could you catch grandpa?" Yu Mo's chest trembled in anger and sat on the sofa.
What should I do? Grandpa is his only relative, so he won’t be allowed to have something wrong with him!
"Dingling."
It was at this moment that the phone rang.
Yu Mo pressed the answer button, and then Nalan Xinran's voice came over: "Xiao Mo Mo, I just heard that Yue Feng is fine. Moreover, the principal has given him the key to the secret room of your grandfather."
What?
Yue Feng is not dead?
Hearing this, Yu Mo's delicate body trembled, and his delicate face was full of incredibleness.
At that time, Yue Feng was stabbed into the lower dantian by the woman from the Emei Sect with a sword.
Dantian is the most important key to practitioners.
With such a serious injury, Yue Feng should undoubtedly die. But how could he be fine?
At this time, Nalan Xinran's voice came again: "Xiao Momo, I'll accompany you to find Yue Feng. See if he can let your grandpa go..."
Yu Mo's eyes flashed and he said softly: "Sister Xinran, thank you for telling me this news, I... I'll go find Yue Feng by myself."
As he said that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Nalan Xinran to respond.
Last time, he asked Yue Feng to kneel down and apologize, and then asked him to wash his feet.
This guy must have a grudge.
This time I came to ask for it, this scumbag will definitely make things difficult for me.
If Sister Nalan was present, she would be so embarrassed to be rejected by Yue Feng in person.
....
Early the next morning, Liu Xuan fed Yue Feng a little porridge and hurried to school.
In order to take care of Yue Feng, she had already asked for two days off. She could not delay any more.
Today, Yue Feng was at home, which was so uncomfortable. He didn’t have the energy to go if he wanted to pee.
Fortunately, according to the "Wuji Alchemy", after taking the Nine-Turn Huanyang Pill, you will be very weak in the first three days because the elixir is repairing the dantian bit by bit. But on the fourth day, you will be completely cured.
Today is the third day. If you endure it for another day, you can jump around.
At noon, Yue Feng couldn't hold back his urine, and at this moment, the door suddenly made a sound.
squeak--
Yue Feng thought it was Liu Xuan who was back, but he looked at the door and was stunned.
A girl came in. The girl grew up so beautifully, her figure was tight and colorful, and she was particularly charming. Her long burgundy hair was very eye-catching.
It's Yu Mo.
"It's you?" Yue Feng came back to his senses and looked at her in surprise: "Why are you here?"
Yu Mo didn't say anything, with no expression on his face. He rushed up and searched Yue Feng in a mess.
Sister Nalan said that the principal of Shangwu Academy had given him the key to the secret room where his grandfather was detained. So he found the place where Yue Feng lived. Yu Mo was too lazy to talk nonsense and just wanted to get the key and left.
Damn!
After searching Yu Mo with his jade hands, Yue Feng was not calm all over. Especially the fragrance on Yu Mo's body kept coming, and Yue Feng felt that his whole brain was confused.
Finally, no matter how to find anything, Yu Mo stopped, took two steps back, and looked at Yue Feng coldly: "Where is the key?"
It's so annoying. This scumbag didn't put the key on her!
Thinking of his hands, searching him around, unable to avoid touching his skin, Yu Mo's face suddenly turned a little blushed.
Ha ha.
It turned out that I came to ask for the key.
Yue Feng couldn't help laughing and looked at Yu Mo with a smile: "I put the key up. No one can find it except me, even my wife or my mother-in-law can't find it."
Just kidding, I almost died in the ring before I got this key. How could I put it on my body at will? I have already hidden it!
After saying this, Yue Feng deliberately teased: "Oh, Miss Yumo, you are not doing this. You searched your body as soon as you came up. You might not have fallen in love with me, fortunately, my wife is not at home, otherwise she would have seen it, it would be bad."
"you..."
Yu Mo's face turned red and he became anxious: "Where are you hiding the key?"
This scumbag makes people angry as soon as he opens his mouth!
Yue Feng laughed: "This world has really changed. Is it so reasonable to be so confident if I ask for things?"
Damn, last time I was in the cafe, I asked me to wash your feet.
That's not all, the video of washing feet was posted online.
Now I’m asking for the keys when I open my mouth. Is there any reason for this attitude?