Chapter 120

Aotian: This scene feels a bit strange.

Only at this moment did Chen Zui truly feel that this body was created by Wang Qianqiu. The other party was focused and careful, and it was obvious that he had only installed some useless blue veins.

Wang Qianqiu lowered his head slightly, and a strand of long hair slid from behind his shoulders to the front of his body. Chen Zui raised his hand to lift up the disobedient hair, and his fingertips swept across Wang Qianqiu's neck, and stopped to touch his earlobe.

It should be related to Wang Qianqiu's practice. His overall body temperature is on the low side.

It makes people want to warm him up and melt him.

"What did my brother base his creation on?"

Wang Qianqiu's eyelashes trembled slightly. He had been dreaming since a hundred years ago. Everything in his dreams was blurry. It was not this world, nor was there only one world. In his dreams, he had felt fear, darkness, extremely uncomfortable reactions, despair, excitement and guilt. Some worlds were peaceful, some worlds had steel flying in the sky, and some worlds had monsters.

Everything in the dream seemed so unreal, but the face in front of me became clearer and clearer.

It was so clear that I could even remember every inch of his body.

He couldn't explain what the dream was about. He thought it might be from his past life, or his previous life... But in every world, the man he was entangled with was the man in front of him.

For decades, he always paid attention to the presence of this person around him, and he would go out to look for him.

But all was in vain. He couldn't describe how he felt, but he did taste a hint of loss in his complex feelings, and then he set about doing it himself.

In fact, until now he still doesn't know why he created it and what he wants to do with it.

But the moment I woke him up.

When those dark, empty eyes came to life, she felt an unprecedented satisfaction, and his various special features made her look forward to it even more.

As for what to expect...

Wang Qianqiu didn’t think about it any further, but in that vague dream, they were so happy in every world.

"So brother made me according to the ideal image of a man in his mind?"

Wang Qianqiu puts the last blue vein in place.

Looking up at his doll, he realized that this statement was actually not wrong. In the past, he thought that all living beings were mediocre and vulgar. Even though his own face lacked some softness, the person in his dream was handsome and flawless.

He reached out and touched Chen Zui's cheek, and he replicated this flawlessness.

Chen Zui saw a hint of subtle obsession in Wang Qianqiu's eyes. He seemed to like his own face very much.

[Aotian, does he know anyone who looks like me? ]

[I don’t know you, you are the only one in this world. ]

Only then was Chen Zui satisfied.

He tilted his head slightly and pressed his cheek into Wang Qianqiu's palm, like a wild beast disguised as a small animal trying its best to show its harmlessness, but in fact its sharp fangs were about to be exposed.

Wang Qianqiu came back to his senses and pinched Chen Zui's face.

He began to sew up the cut on Chen Zui.

Chen Zui saw Wang Qianqiu use a special needle to thread the spider silk that he had made for the second time, and then he meticulously re-wove the cut parts. He didn't sew it because the seams would be too rough, but he wove it bit by bit.

For this reason, Wang Qianqiu wore something similar to glasses on his right eye. His eye sockets were deep and he didn't need frames at all. He looked like a cyber cultivator.

Aotian: [A loving mother sews clothes for her wandering son.]

Aotian: [A true mother level.]

Aotian: [He created you, which is equivalent to him giving birth to you! ]

Chen Zui: [Stop.]

Chen Zui: [It would be impolite to continue talking like this.]

Aotian: [(#^^#)]

The suturing took longer than the blue vein repair. Chen Zui saw Wang Qianqiu squatting all the time and pushed his feet forward: "Brother, sit on my feet."

Wang Qianqiu: "No need."

With his level of cultivation, he wouldn't be able to bear squatting for such a short while.

Chen Zui looked at Wang Qianqiu who was busy and felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have installed the blue veins first. He should have installed that one first, so that Wang Qianqiu would be facing it when he was installing the blue veins on him.

He raised his eyebrows.

So Wang Qianqiu probably didn't want to experience that kind of embarrassment, so he pretended to be angry first.

He has so many tricks up his sleeve.

——

Meng Changqing and his two brothers appeared at the foot of the mountain. They had been waiting for the eldest brother to come back every day for a while, and finally the eldest brother came back.

The three of them were about to go up the mountain and tell Wang Qianqiu about Yu Hong's affairs.

A pink light flashed, and Yu Hong, looking a little haggard, appeared in front of the three people, opening his arms to stop them: "What are you going to do!"

There was suppressed anger in his tone, these three untrustworthy bastards!

Meng Changqing waved his feather fan lightly: "Junior brother, we are just going to pay our respects to the eldest brother."

Mo Xingchen echoed.

Yu Hongcai didn't believe him and gritted his teeth: "You promised me."

Meng Changqing and the others looked up at the sky, looked at the earth, and sighed again without responding. Their expressions really made Yu Hong so angry that he was fuming. He wanted to die with them!

He thought so.

Meng Changqing winked at Liu Feiyun and Mo Xingchen and said, "Actually, there's no need for all three of us to go and pay our respects to the eldest brother."

Even Liu Feiyun understood what he meant. He looked at his rosy-faced junior brother and took the initiative to accept the task. He stepped forward and said, "Junior brother, I have something to discuss with you. Let's go to your place and have a seat."

Yu Hong glared at him: "If you dare to come over here, I will attack you!"

Meng Changqing: "Junior brother, there are so many disciples coming and going around here, you must not act capriciously."

Mo Xingchen: "Yes, Junior Brother, Second Senior Brother is right, just listen to him."

Yu Hong looked at the disciples who had stopped and were looking at them. This was a clear threat.

Liu Fei had already come to his side and put his arm around his shoulders: "Let's go with Brother."

Forced by the situation, Yu Hong was like a fallen flower, and was half-carried and half-dragged away by Liu Feiyun.

Got far away.

Liu Feiyun: "Since Junior Brother doesn't have that item, would you like to see mine?"

Yu Hong felt as if struck by lightning and was about to push him away. Liu Feiyun smiled and held his hand even tighter: "I won't tease you anymore. Don't worry, Senior Brother won't bully you. When Senior Brother and I get along, I'll teach those two a lesson and let you vent your anger."

Yu Hong snorted, "What are you dreaming about in broad daylight?"

You are not worthy of being friends with the eldest brother.

However, ever since they knew about his situation that night, Liu Feiyun's attitude towards him has changed drastically.

Hateful and suspicious.

——

Chen Zui admired the blue veins that Wang Qianqiu had painted on him, which could only be described as perfect.

I started to get dressed, and when I was almost done, I heard the voices of Meng Changqing and Mo Xingchen outside the door.

Chen Zui paused in his dressing, glanced at Qian Qiu, and curled the corners of his mouth. He walked towards the door while tying his belt, and deliberately messed up his hair.

Wang Qianqiu saw his little movements clearly, but he did nothing.

Chen Zui let him open the door like this, and then he saw the two people outside the door become stunned. Chen Zui smiled happily and turned back to look at Qian Qiu and said: "Brother, I'm sorry, I hurt you, I won't do it next time~"

Wang Qianqiu didn't care about his bad reputation. He snorted and laughed. His puppet was really full of evil intentions, but it was better to be smart than stupid.

The two stunned people's faces turned ashen.

When Chen Zui passed by, he wanted to cut him into pieces with his eyes. Chen Zui walked away with light steps and the pleasant sound of jingling.

Aotian: His host is so good at making people angry, I need to learn from him!

Wang Qianqiu waved his hand and put away all the tools.

"Come in."

Meng Changqing and Mo Xingchen each took a deep breath, suppressed their bad mood of having their good things taken away from them, and walked in with heavy steps.

The two men saluted respectfully.

Wang Qianqiu was sitting in his seat, and there was no need to deliberately show off the host's aura.

"What brings you here?"

Meng Changqing raised his head and looked at him, trying to see if there was any trace of ambiguity on Wang Qianqiu, but he saw that he was wearing a green robe and couldn't see anything.

Wang Qianqiu narrowed his eyes slightly: "What are you looking at?"

Meng Changqing lowered his head quickly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I wanted to see if you have lost weight."

Wang Qianqiu was leaning back in his chair when he saw his puppet come back and was standing at the door with his arms folded, watching the fun.

He beckoned, and Chen Zui ran over and sat sideways in his arms.

Wang Qianqiu raised her hand and gently stroked his ponytail.

Meng and Mo's expressions became even uglier, and they could only lower their heads even lower in order to avoid being discovered by Wang Qianqiu.

Originally, I came here happily just to have one less competitor, but now...

Mo Xingchen: "Big Brother, we are here because of Junior Brother's matter."

He looked up at Chen Zui, his hands hanging by his legs clenched into fists. "He doesn't have a penis. I wonder if Senior Brother has a solution?"

Aotian: [Really not!]

Aotian: [Okay, now that he's eliminated, we only have to choose one of the three remaining.]

Wang Qianqiu's hand that was stroking Chen Zui's hair paused slightly. It was normal for his doll not to have this problem, but how could a human being have this problem?

Born with a defect?

In fact, if he can do it for his doll, he can also do it for Yuhong.

"You are kind-hearted."

He said this with a hint of irony, as he still knew why the two of them came to tell him about this.

The two said in unison: "I can't bear to see my junior brother suffer."

Wang Qianqiu: "I understand, you guys can leave now."

The two of them have become accustomed to the indifference of the eldest senior brother. In fact, when they first joined the sect and had not yet developed any other thoughts about the eldest senior brother, and later when these thoughts had not been discovered by the eldest senior brother, the eldest senior brother treated them quite well.

I will teach them how to practice on behalf of my master and take them down the mountain to gain experience.

Although he is also quiet, cold-faced and very strict.

But later...

"Junior brother, I'm leaving."

The two men went down the mountain in a depressed mood, and when they reached the bottom of the mountain, they spoke in unison.

"He must die."

Then they looked at each other again, with doubt and disbelief in their eyes.

They spoke again at the same time: "Big Brother, he really..."

——

Chen Zui: "I don't want you to do it for Yu Hong."

He put his arms around Wang Qianqiu's neck and said, "Brother, you can only do it for me."

Wang Qianqiu: "Beg me."

Chen Zui:?

Wang Qianqiu: "If you beg me, I will do it only for you."

Chen Zui almost forgot that this guy was a hidden S. In fact, it would be quite exciting to train an S into an M.

"Brother, how do you want me to beg?"

Wang Qianqiu really needs to think about this question.

——

Wang Qianqiu started to work on Chen Zui's project. Chen Zui watched the whole process from the side. It was more complicated than he had expected. Many times he didn't know what the purpose of what Wang Qianqiu was doing was.

But the only thing he didn't change was his own requirements: "It has to be big, and it has to have veins on it."

Wang Qianqiu drove him out.

When Wang Qianqiu locked himself in Tingxue Pavilion and concentrated on making his doll's penis.

Chen Zui lay on a tree covered in purple blossoms: [Aotian, since this is a novel set in the immortal cultivation world, is there any chance that could dramatically increase one's cultivation level?]

Aotian: [Yes, after Wang Qianqiu, you will get the real elixir after falling off the cliff.]

Chen Zui: [Will he fall off the cliff?]

Aotian: [It's a novel about cultivating immortality. Falling off a cliff is a necessary plot point. It's okay.]

Chen Zui bit the petals that had fallen on his lips, chewing them to extract a faint sweetness. Sunlight streamed down on him through the cracks. He sat up, leaning his back against the tree trunk, one long leg dangling. "Then I'll climb down this cliff."

Aotian: [Oh~]

Aotian: [You are so bad, I like it~]

One person and one uniform hit it off immediately.

It was seven full days before Wang Qianqiu called Chen Zui in.

When Chen Zui opened the door and saw the scene inside, he was dumbfounded. It was a mess, with things scattered all over the floor.

As for Wang Qianqiu, her long hair was now loose, and her whole image became much wilder.

On the jade tray in front of him lay the fruits of his labor over the past few days.

Chen Zui walked forward and saw that it was really lifelike, and he was very satisfied with the size.

"Brother, you are so awesome."

"Brother, you've worked hard. Take a break first. Don't worry about installing it for me."

He reached out and picked up the thing. The touch was exactly the same as the real thing. When he held it, he really felt like he was holding his own original one.

The veins and wrinkles on it are perfect.

He checked it all around, even down to the eye at the very top.

No wonder Wang Qianqiu can make a doll like himself, his craftsmanship is really amazing.

It's hard to imagine that this is made of spider silk.

Chen Zui put the thing on a flat surface and gestured.

Is this right?

He was finally going to be whole.

Aotian: [I am so moved that tears well up on my face.]

Wang Qianqiu took the thing from Chen Zui's hand and showed his secret weapon to Chen Zui with pride.

He picked up a small cube on the white jade plate, pressed it, and the thing in his hand suddenly began to spin.

Chen Zui's pupils dilated.

As a mechanic, Wang Qianqiu always can't help wanting to innovate when making things, regardless of whether it is useful or not. This is also a little idea.

Aotian: [Awesome!]

Aotian: [This is not the Armstrong Spin Jet...]

Chen Zui looked at Wang Qianqiu and gave him a thumbs up in shock.

The author has something to say:

Wang Qianqiu: If I had known this thing would be used on me in the future... I regret it so much!!!