The cave Ouyang was in abruptly changed, and he found himself in a gray, misty space.
Dense Death Qi slowly condensed into a human shape before Ouyang, and an Ouyang dressed in black Daoist robes walked out of it.
One in blue-green robes, the other in black.
Two young men with identical faces met at that moment as though destined to do so.
Ouyang looked at the Immortal Lord, who looked exactly like him, and said with some dissatisfaction, "Isn't this entrance of yours a bit low-budget? Do you have to look like me? Can't you turn into a long-legged girl with a generous chest?"
Faced with Ouyang's complaints, the other man merely watched him quietly without answering.
Following the principle of not moving unless the enemy moved, Ouyang said nothing more either.
Silence settled between them.
"Death is the end of all things, and the destination of all things!" the black-robed Ouyang suddenly said.
Ouyang frowned and said, "Life is the foundation of all things. All things resist death to survive!"
Seeing the other man fall silent again, Ouyang hurriedly said, "You just asked me, so now it's my turn to ask you!"
The black-robed Ouyang gave him a surprised look, but did not refuse. He simply watched Ouyang intently.
Ouyang thought for a moment, then asked, still unwilling to give up, "You really can't turn into a long-legged girl with a generous chest?"
The black-robed Ouyang did not get angry. Instead, his figure distorted for a moment.
He wore a pure white gauze dress, his long legs exposed. Unfortunately, his face was still Ouyang's.
Ouyang's smile gradually vanished and migrated onto the face opposite him.
"Fuck your mother! Are you screwing with me?" Ouyang sprang up furiously, raising a hand to teach this bastard who had forced him