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, turned around, did not turn twice, was caught by Fan Yuan and pressed in front of the mirror.

Fan Yuan took the comb and helped Gu Yang comb out his long hair little by little, and at the end he tied Gu Yang's hair high and wore a beautiful jade crown.

Gu Yang was not interested in the jade crown on his head, he turned around and rushed towards Fan Yuan, bumped into Fan Yuan's body, pinched a strand of Fan Yuan's hair and tied it with his own.

"Look, this is the ancient hair knot, right?"

Fan Yuan lowered his head and stared at the two bundles of hair tied together for a long time, the red light flashed away in his lowered eyelids.

He suddenly asked Gu Yang:

"Do you want to see the Demon World?"

Gu Yang nodded vigorously:

"I want to! Of course I want to! This is a place that only exists in novels! I never expected to see it with my own eyes one day!"

Fan Yuan did not untie the hair that was tied together between the two, but directly took Gu Yang's hand and took a step forward.

With just one step, the space changed rapidly, and Fan Yuan had brought Gu Yang to the outside of the Demon Palace.

Gu Yang was amazed at Fan Yuan's ability to shrink the ground into an inch, his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Fan Yuan.

"Fan Yuan, you are too powerful!"

Fan Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he took Gu Yang another step, to the depths of the deserted Demon Realm.

"Everything I have here depends on you."

Gu Yang was shocked by the scene in the depths of the demon world, he didn't pay attention to what Fan Yuan said for a moment, and Fan Yuan didn't care either.

The legendary Demon Realm does not have any extravagant and prosperous scenes, and everywhere it goes is desolate, like a silent desert.

The land is scorched black, with few plants, occasionally a few dead trees with bare branches, or rotting thorns everywhere.

The sky is always pitch black, only a blood moon, half a star is gone, and the sun will never be seen.

"The devil world is eternal night, there is no day."

Fan Yuan looked at the blood moon in the night and said to Gu Yang.

Gu Yang didn't realize that such barrenness and ugliness had a kind of exotic beauty instead.

He dragged Fan Yuan back and forth on the scorched earth covered with thorns, talking about some meaningless small talk.

"Yongye is not bad either. You can sleep as long as you want, and you never have to worry about the sun rising."

They were walking in the depths of the Demon Realm. Three meters away from Fan Yuan, there were ultra-low-level monsters who dared not approach, roaring greedily. They were the lowest creatures in the Demon Realm, without reason, only the instinct of devouring them. While fearing Fan Yuan, they also coveted Gu Yang's flesh and blood.

Pairs of blood-red eyes were as bright as light bulbs around them, so conspicuous.

However, Gu Yang turned a blind eye to these red light bulbs, and he didn't seem to hear the screams around him. He took Fan Yuan's hand and ran around, showing no trace of fear on his face.

Fan Yuan couldn't help but stop, Gu Yang found that he couldn't move Fan Yuan anymore, so he turned his head and looked at him suspiciously:

"Why don't you keep going?"

Fan Yuan tilted his head and gestured to the ultra-low-level monsters who were gathering more and more around him:

"Are not you afraid?"

Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan as a matter of course:

"With you here, what's so scary, besides..."

In the middle of speaking, Gu Yang suddenly lowered his head a little shyly, raised his fingertips, and twirled, several white lights lit up in the air, and the white lights formed sharp arrow feathers, piercing towards the surroundings, all of a sudden, the surrounding area was full of waves. howling, screaming.

Gu Yang didn't let go of his hand until the screams stopped completely, and tugged Fan Yuan's hand again.

"I found that after I'm full, I can have some ability, and it's because of your credit."

Fan Yuan took a deep look at Gu Yang, then moved his footsteps, was dragged away by Gu Yang, and continued to wander around in the depths of this desolate demon world, but this time, Fan Yuan's slightly curled lips never retracted.

Gu Yang walked aimlessly, just dragging Fan Yuan around, it seems that as long as Fan Yuan is around, even this barren and scorched land can be extremely fun to play.

Until he saw a flower blooming in the scorched earth. The flower looked like a rose, but the corolla was a circle larger than the rose. It grew on the branches of thorns and bloomed alone.

This bright red flower is particularly conspicuous in the barren demon world.

Gu Yang let go of Fan Yuan's hand, ran over and picked up the flower carefully on tiptoe.

Fan Yuan didn't follow, he spread out the palm that was loosened by Gu Yang and looked at it, the temperature that belonged to Gu Yang in his hand was passing away quickly, he didn't like this feeling, he never liked it, it's just that this kind of discomfort at this time Hi seems to be magnified.

Gu Yang walked over holding the huge flower crown, took Fan Yuan's hand again, spread Fan Yuan's five fingers, and placed the flower in Fan Yuan's palm.

But he didn't expect this bright and delicate flower to wither and rot immediately after touching Fan Yuan's palm, turning into a lump of mud. The mud exudes a rotten smell, and the beauty and fragrance before it will no longer be seen.

Fan Yuan looked down at the mud in his palm, his eyes were slightly cold.

Gu Yang never expected that Fan Yuan had such a dark attribute, he immediately patted the mud off Fan Yuan's palm, grabbed the corner of his own robe and helped Fan Yuan wipe his palm clean, regardless of the new robe There is a conspicuous stain on it.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Yang put his chin in Fan Yuan's palm.

He looked up at Fan Yuan, and smiled obediently:

"Don't look at the flowers, but look at me, I am prettier than flowers, and I am not bad."

Fan Yuan simply tightened his five fingers, and pinched Gu Yang's chin to make him look up. At the same time, he lowered his head and gradually approached Gu Yang, his black eyes slowly searching Gu Yang's face, as if he was observing or sizing up.

Gu Yang obediently raised his chin, his lips parted slightly, he was already used to Fan Yuan's waiting posture.

Fan Yuan's eyelids were half down, covering the red light in his pupils, looking at Gu Yang, as if he suddenly realized:

"Gu Yang, you won't be bad."

Demons have always been creatures that live according to their nature. The higher the level of monsters, the more intelligent they are, and they have self-control similar to humans.

After all, they're not human at all.

For the demons, the more they love something, the more they want to destroy it, the more they want to destroy it.

This powerful and terrifying desire to possess, the more advanced the Demon Race, the stronger it is.

In this dream world, Fan Yuan bears the setting of a demon king. The stronger his power, the stronger his desire.

Only he himself knows how much he wants to ruin Gu Yang.

After Fan Yuan finished speaking, he lowered his head slowly.

Gu Yang thought it would be a stormy kiss, and he was already mentally prepared to be bitten off the corner of his mouth.

In the end, Fan Yuan just kissed the corner of his lips lightly, and said softly against his lips:

"Gu Yang, do you know how much I want to break you? It's not that you can't be broken, it's just that I don't want to."

Gu Yang's eyelashes trembled slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Fan Yuan, his lips opened and closed, as if there were thousands of words he wanted to say, and finally fell silent again.

Fan Yuan let go of Gu Yang's chin, and when he dropped his hand, he brushed Gu Yang's robe. The dirt left by Gu Yang's robe corner when he wiped Fan Yuan's hands before completely disappeared, as if it had never existed.

"I can't stand anyone hurting you, not even me."

Said Fan Yuan took a step back, but Gu Yang didn't give him a chance to step back, he strode forward, his legs jumped vigorously, and threw himself on Fan Yuan, entangled his hands, feet and feet, using his head to exert force Rubbing Fan Yuan's chin, the jade crown on top of his head was crooked and his hair was messed up.

"Fan Yuan, are you stupid? Kiss as much as you want, what are you talking about so much nonsense!"

Gu Yang spoke in a rough voice deliberately, destroying the wonderful atmosphere between the two of them.

He stretched out his hand to pull Fan Yuan's long hair, and moved close to Fan Yuan's lips to stick it on his own initiative.

"Don't forget, what am I living on now."

In the sky of Eternal Night, there is only a blood moon like a hook. This demon world is desolate, with bones scattered under the scorched earth, and thorns growing in every corner.

The cool wind blew, and Gu Yang's loose hair was blown across his cheeks. He was a little distracted, looking at the blood moon above his head, and confused his memory for a while.

It was unclear whether this was a magnificent dream created by Goldfinger, or whether it belonged to his and Fan Yuan's past and present lives.

If there is such a past and present life, it seems not bad.

He and Fan Yuan have been entangled together year after year, life after life, and thousands of years, and they will never be separated.

The result of Gu Yang's proactive provocation was that he was fainted by Fan Yuan's kiss. Fan Yuan hugged Gu Yang who was fainted in his arms, lowered his head and gently rubbed Gu Yang's forehead with his chin, and led him a few steps back. Sleeping hall.

As soon as he entered the sleeping hall, Fan Yuan found a person waiting at the entrance of the hall, it should be said that he was waiting for a high-level monster.

The ranks in this demon hall are distinct and the positions are complicated. The one waiting at the gate of the hall is just a high-ranking monster.

When he saw Fan Yuan coming back with Gu Yang in his arms, a trace of disapproval flashed across his face, but he didn't say it clearly, he just bowed his head and knelt on the ground, describing his reason for coming in a non-fluctuating tone.

"Reporting to the Demon King, the Sacred Cult has been making frequent moves recently. It is calling for people to threaten to wipe out the demons. After investigation, it is now found that the undercover agents of the Sacred Cult have been mixed into the Demon Palace."

When the high-level monster said this, he raised his head and glanced at Gu Yang, who was hugged by Fan Yuan and was sleeping soundly. Temple, and as soon as they arrived at the temple, they attracted the attention of their indifferent demon king.

Fan Yuan turned a blind eye to this high-level monster, but carefully placed Gu Yang on the bed, and then lay down beside him.

The high-level monster waited and waited, but couldn't wait for Fan Yuan's order, so he could only leave silently.

The always cold-blooded and brutal Demon King has completely changed because of a low-level monster, and even warmed the Demon Palace, which was as cold as winter, as warm as a spring day. Speaking of it would make people laugh out loud.

But in recent days, the monsters in the demon palace knew that this was not a joke. Their demon king really played a trick that the king never came early for a low-level monster.

Ever since Gu Yang came here, Fan Yuan took Gu Yang to wander around every day, and the two of them took advantage of this rare opportunity to play up and down the devil world.

It is not accurate enough to say that it is a game, because the Demon World is like that, Eternal Night, Blood Moon, and Scorched Earth.

They always go for a walk in a desolate place, and they often turn into leaning against a corner and kissing.

Fan Yuan did what he said, he never let Gu Yang get hungry, no matter how hungry he was, he fed Gu Yang so well, every time Gu Yang yelled that he would stop eating, that's why he was released by Fan Yuan. open.

They had a great time in this dream world, and they didn't care about the remarks in the unexpected world, until one day, the demon king's seal of the demon king was lost, and the demon palace was completely in chaos.

All the high-level monsters came to the Demon Palace to gather together to discuss the whereabouts of the Demon King Seal.

Their suspicious eyes pointed directly at Gu Yang who was sitting on the throne with Fan Yuan, the maliciousness in their eyes was not concealed.

Being stared at by so many vicious eyes, Gu Yang yawned in boredom, and leaned his head on Fan Yuan's shoulder.

Fan Yuan leaned on the armrest on one side of the throne, one leg stepped on the throne with one knee, and the other leg fell on the ground. Gu Yang sat next to his leg, leaning against Fan Yuan's bent leg, and resting his head on Fan Yuan's shoulder.

Both of them have no impression of the Demon King's Seal, nor are they interested in it.

The high-level monsters below have already quarreled, and the Demon King Seal is a vital existence for the Demon Race and the entire Demon Palace.

With the seal of the demon king, one can pass through the bloody abyss outside the demon world without injury, and directly reach the interior of the demon world. If the Holy Cult takes the seal of the demon king, they can directly attack the demon hall with troops.

Several high-ranking monsters couldn't wait any longer, and Qi Qi stepped forward to accuse Gu Yang, thinking that Gu Yang was a spies from the holy sect, and demanded that the demon king immediately catch Gu Yang and put him in a purgatory prison for severe trial.

Fan Yuan played with Gu Yang's black hair with his fingertips, turning a deaf ear to the messy remarks below.

Gu Yang looked up at Fan Yuan, and hooked Fan Yuan's finger:

"They want you to arrest me."

Fan Yuan gently pulled Gu Yang's hair, let Gu Yang approach him, stretched out his hand to clasp the back of Gu Yang's neck and squeezed it lightly, the corners of his mouth curled up a little.

"Caught."

Gu Yang was amused by Fan Yuan, grabbed a strand of hair and scratched Fan Yuan's neck, the two of them laughed and made a fuss on the high throne, and pissed off the high-ranking monsters under the throne.

The Great Demon King Fan Yuan was indifferent to the disappearance of the Demon King Seal, and the high-level monsters were anxious but had no backbone, so the matter was delayed.

At night, Gu Yang was awakened by hunger in his sleep.

He had just been fed by Fan Yuan before going to bed, but he woke up hungry again in the middle of the night.

In the past few days, Gu Yang found that he could eat more and more, but he was embarrassed to say that, after all, his current food was really hard to talk about.

When Gu Yang woke up, he hugged his stomach and curled up into a ball, quietly enduring it, but the whining from his stomach became louder and louder, and Fan Yuan still woke up.

Fan Yuan didn't even open his eyes, he stretched out his hand and pulled Gu Yang over.

The quilt was covered on the two people's heads again. Since Gu Yang's arrival, the magic hall has been as warm as a spring day. The temperature is getting higher and higher, gradually stepping from the warmth of spring to the scorching heat of summer.

On the huge bed of the Demon King, there seemed to be two restless rabbits hidden under the thick silk quilt. Yongye's demon world did not know the dawn, and it took a long time for this movement to subside.

The quilt was pulled down again, revealing Gu Yang's blushing face and sweaty forehead.

Fan Yuan reached out to help Gu Yang wipe off the sweat. Gu Yang closed his eyes tightly and seemed extremely tired. After feeling the temperature of Fan Yuan's fingertips, he flinched back and murmured:

"Don't eat, don't eat, I'm so full, I really can't eat anymore."

Gu Yang stepped back, Fan Yuan leaned over, pressed Gu Yang's shoulder to help him wipe off the sweat from his forehead, and finally stuck it to Gu Yang's ear:

"It's just a deep kiss, can it make you full?"

Only then did Gu Yang open his eyes, the tails of his eyes were red, and he looked at Fan Yuan with embarrassment and helplessness that could not be concealed.

"Are you simply deep... I'm almost dying!"

Fan Yuan embraced Gu Yang and patted him on the back:

"It's because you are so stupid, you can't learn to breathe after so long."

Every time Gu Yang is full, he starts to push Fan Yuan away, and the next time he is hungry, he will take the initiative to lean on him.

Fan Yuan let Gu Yang come and go, but he couldn't get out of his sight.

It was as if the two of them were on vacation in this dream world, until one day the alarm bell in the magic hall rang.

The Holy Cult appeared directly inside the Demon Realm with a large army, and was attacking the Demon Palace with lightning speed.

The demons panicked, and the high-level monsters led their troops out to fight.

The entire Demon Palace was also in chaos, but Fan Yuan and Gu Yang just sat on the throne chatting with nothing to do with themselves.

"Your dream is quite complicated." Fan Yuan gently stroked Gu Yang's long hair again and again, and said casually.

Gu Yang nestled in Fan Yuan's arms and looked at the messy demon army below, and felt strange.

"Don't you care about them? They are going out to fight against that holy religion, and the people of that holy religion have white wings, like angels."

Fan Yuan had an indifferent attitude: "It's just an illusion, why waste your energy."

Gu Yang thought so, so he nestled in Fan Yuan's arms and watched the play together.

The demons passing by were completely disappointed to see that their demon king looked like this until now, and their gazes towards Gu Yang were also full of resentment.

The demon army without leadership was quickly defeated by the believers of the Holy Cult, retreated step by step, and was finally forced into the center of the demon hall.

There was a fight under the throne, blood splattered everywhere, and the two people on the throne were warm and affectionate, seeing no one else.

Until the blood of a saintly believer splashed on Gu Yang's cheek, a bright red drop of blood slowly slid down Gu Yang's cheek, pulling out a long line of blood.

Fan Yuan narrowed his black eyes slightly, and a red light gradually emerged inside.

"Your face is stained."

Gu Yang didn't take it seriously, he raised his hand to wipe it off, but Fan Yuan grabbed his wrist.

Fan Yuan took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and wiped off the blood on Gu Yang's cheek bit by bit, and then the handkerchief was burned in Fan Yuan's palm.

Gu Yang raised his head and asked Fan Yuan to wipe his cheeks. He looked at Fan Yuan's eyes curiously. At this time, Fan Yuan's eyes were slowly being stained with blood until the blackness disappeared, leaving only blood red. The tyranny and cruelty that broke free from the sea of ​​blood.

However, Gu Yang had no fear of this, he stretched out his fingertips and tapped the corners of Fan Yuan's eyes, sincerely admiring:

"Fan Yuan, it turns out that your eyes look so good when they turn red."

After hearing Gu Yang's praise, Fan Yuan moved closer to Gu Yang so that Gu Yang could observe his eyes from a closer distance.

"Really, just look at it if it looks good."

Gu Yang really just stared at it carefully, the two of them stared at each other seriously, with only each other in their eyes.

The saints who splashed blood on Gu Yang's cheeks just now were replaced by dust in the wind.

Until a cold sneer interrupted the two people's staring:

"I didn't expect that the little spy sent by my holy sect could really make the always cold-blooded and ruthless Lord Demon King addicted to this."

Gu Yang blinked his eyes in doubt when he heard this, and turned his head to look.

The war under the throne is over, the demons are defeated, and the saints gather under the throne with great momentum.

A high-ranking monster couldn't believe this defeat, the more so, the deeper the hatred towards Gu Yang.

He no longer cared about the group of saints, and flew directly to the throne, intending to take Gu Yang's life.

But before the monster got close to the throne by one meter, it turned into a pile of ashes and fell to the ground in the process of flying.

Seeing this scene, the leader of the Holy Church raised his head and laughed loudly:

"Demon King, Demon King, have you become so obsessed with this lowly little spy?"

Gu Yang pointed at himself and asked hesitantly:

"The spy you're talking about is me?"

Gu Yang just felt confused, isn't his character set some low-level monster?Why did he become a spy of the Demon Race?

At this time, a high-level monster came out of the demon camp and slowly walked towards the camp of the Holy Cult.

On the way, the appearance of the monster kept changing, with white wings growing behind it, and it took off the black robe of the demon clan, revealing the pure white sacred clothing inside.

This monster is a high-ranking monster in the Demon Palace, but he did not expect that he was also a spy hidden by the Holy Cult.

After he walked into the camp of the Holy Cult, he waved to Gu Yang.

"Come here soon? I thought you would be useless, but I didn't expect you to be quite useful. If you hadn't dragged the Demon King, I might not have been able to steal the Demon King's Seal."

Gu Yang listened to the words of this holy believer, and leaned back into Fan Yuan's arms.

"You are crazy, tell me to go, do I have to go?"

Gu Yang, who was backed by Fan Yuan, was very courageous, not afraid of these saints at all.

The face of the saint who was scolded as insane distorted for a moment, and he simply waved his hand, a ray of light shrouded Gu Yang's body, Fan Yuan found that he couldn't stop the light, and immediately went to look at Gu Yang in his arms.

"I think you're pretending to be a monster and pretending to be an addict!" the saint scolded Gu Yang angrily.

Gu Yang, who was enveloped by the light, began to change. The pitch-black hair gradually became snow-white from the end of the hair, and the white continued to spread upwards, and finally all his black hair was dyed white, not only the hair, but also Gu Yang's eyelashes and pupils. They all turned silvery white, and then a pair of pure white wings spread out behind Gu Yang, and the white feathers fluttered down beside the two of them.

Gu Yang looked back in surprise at the long-lost big wings behind him, and flickered twice happily.

"Look, Fan Yuan! I have grown wings again, but this time they are white!"

Fan Yuan stretched out his hand to caress Gu Yang's wings, and pressed along the edge of the wings all the way to the shoulder blade at the base of the wing.

"I saw it."

The base of the wings was lightly touched by Fan Yuan, the long-lost feeling made Gu Yang tremble all over.

After so long, Fan Yuan's habit of touching the roots of his wings still hasn't changed.

The saints watched Gu Yang's changes with satisfaction, and ordered Gu Yang to come over.

"You haven't come here yet! Do you want to betray the holy religion?"

Sitting in Fan Yuan's arms, Gu Yang stretched out his hand to study one of his pure white wings, selected carefully, pulled out the softer feathers from the inside of the wings, and immediately squinted his eyes due to the pain as soon as they were pulled out.

"It hurts."

Immediately afterwards, he put the feather in Fan Yuan's palm:

"Here you are, I have the black feathers, and I'll keep the white ones as well."

Fan Yuan pinched the end of the feather and scratched Gu Yang's cheek with the fluff:

"Are you stupid? You can't take out the things in the dream."

Gu Yang froze for a moment, raised his hand and patted his forehead:

"I forgot."

The neglected saint blushed with anger, and roared at Gu Yang:

"Are you deaf?"

Only then did Gu Yang dig out his ears and look down, and said in a very casual and relaxed tone:

"Yes, I betrayed."

After speaking, he hugged Fan Yuan's waist and squeezed his cheek into Fan Yuan's arms.

"Can't you see? I'm fascinated by the beauty of the Great Demon King, so I won't go back to your weird holy religion."

After Gu Yang voluntarily threw himself into Fan Yuan's arms, the edges of the white wings behind him gradually appeared a little black.

Fan Yuan stared at the black edge of Gu Yang's wings, as if fascinated.

"Gu Yang."

Hearing Fan Yuan calling him, Gu Yang raised his head, and as soon as he raised his head, he was kissed deeply by Fan Yuan.

In the middle of the blood-spattered demon palace, two people sat on the throne and kissed like no one else was watching.

As the kiss deepened, the black on the edge of the white wings behind Gu Yang gradually moved closer to the center, and the black was like a living thing, slowly covering Gu Yang's whole body.

The holy white was gradually stained with black. In front of all the saints, the Great Demon King pulled their disciple Gu Yang into the demon clan and fell together.

Fan Yuan let go of Gu Yang's dizziness, and when he opened his eyes again, they had already returned to pitch black.

He smashed his head on Fan Yuan's chest, complaining speciously:

"It's over, now it's really a monster that lives on love."

Fan Yuan gently brushed Gu Yang's black wings:

"Isn't that good? I won't make you hungry either."

"Black is more suitable for you than white."

The saints under the throne couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward with weapons brandishing. After they approached the throne within a radius of one meter, they were reduced to ashes. This time, there was not even a piece of clothes left, and they all disappeared into the air , became endless dust.

The entire demon hall suddenly became a mime. Not only the saints, but even the demons scattered like dust. Immediately afterwards, the demon hall began to shake violently, and countless stones and ruins fell down.

Fan Yuan and Gu Yang were still leaning on the throne, Gu Yang wrapped Fan Yuan with his black wings, nestled quietly in his arms, looked at the falling stones, and asked:

"Is this dream ending? Don't we leave here?"

Fan Yuan lowered his head and kissed Gu Yang's forehead lightly, and said with regret:

"It's about to end, anyway, it's all a dream, so where can you run?"

Gu Yang thought it was the same, nestled in Fan Yuan's arms and didn't move, the stones thrown at them would be shattered into powder when they were about to fall, and the bodies of the two were still spotless.

He joked:

"Fan Yuan, if this is not a dream, we will die here together with this collapsed demon palace, what should we do?"

After hearing this, Fan Yuan looked at the top of the Demon Palace that was almost half collapsed, and asked Gu Yang softly:

"Sleep here with me forever, okay?"

Gu Yang got up with his arms propped up, leaned on Fan Yuan's shoulder, and said solemnly close to Fan Yuan's ear:

"I can't ask for it."

"boom--"

The majestic palace completely collapsed into a piece of wasteland. This demon palace, which spanned thousands of years of time and space, was burned at this time.

In the small villa of Fan Yuan's family.

Gu Yang and Fan Yuan opened their eyes at the same time, the sky was already slightly bright, and the morning sun shone in through the cracks in the curtains.

The two people on the big bed turned their heads and smiled at each other.

"Fan Yuan, you're awake." Gu Yang got up and lay down in front of Fan Yuan.

Fan Yuan watched Gu Yang return to his normal appearance at this time, and thought of the long and real dream last night, so he didn't speak for a long time.

The strong possessive and destructive desires in those demon bloodlines seem to have not been stripped from Fan Yuan's body at this time.

Fan Yuan got up and pressed directly on Gu Yang's back.

Gu Yang was still lying on his stomach, but suddenly his back was pressed by Fan Yuan, he struggled a bit and found that he couldn't resist.

"Fan Yuan, why are you pressing me down?"

Fan Yuan pressed his face to the back of Gu Yang's neck, and opened his mouth to bite lightly.

"Don't move, let me stay like this for a while."

Gu Yangzhen was very obedient and stopped moving. He lay on the bed, scratched the quilt with his fingertips, and said:

"Fan Yuan, I found that you look especially good when you have long hair, ancient clothes, and red eyes."

Fan Yuan's black eyes were slowly stained with red light from the edge, he did not speak, but just put the tip of his nose on Gu Yang's aorta and sniffed lightly.

Gu Yang's stomach growled at this moment:

"very hungry."

Fan Yuan finally got up from Gu Yang's body and pulled Gu Yang up while sitting up.

When Gu Yang sat up and turned around, he saw Fan Yuan's red eyes.

"Fan Yuan, your eyes..."

Fan Yuan raised his hand and touched the corner of his eyes, Gu Yang took the phone and turned on the front camera and handed it to Fan Yuan.

"Your eyes turned red, just like in the dream. Could it be that some of the characters in the dream were brought into reality?"

Gu Yang guessed, his heart was extremely shocked, he leaned close to Fan Yuan to see his eyes.

Unexpectedly, the closer he got, the hungrier he felt.

Gu Yang found in a daze that not only some of Fan Yuan's avatars were brought out of the dream, but even his avatar that he was ashamed to talk about was brought into reality.

The groaning sound of the stomach was so loud that both of them could hear it, Fan Yuan threw away the phone and looked at Gu Yang with red eyes.

"hungry?"

Gu Yang nodded, grabbed Fan Yuan's lapel and pulled it down, leaning into Fan Yuan's ear and whispering:

"Fan Yuan, feed me..."

Fan Yuan lowered his head, his red eyes were full of deep desire:

"As ordered."

With Fan Yuan set by the great demon king, the restraint buried in the blood was thrown to the corner, and the madness, possession, control, and destruction of the demon race were replaced in the blood. Those who were once suppressed and restrained will all At this moment, a huge backlash is ushered in.

Gu Yang didn't know what kind of Fan Yuan he was about to face, he was just trying to fill his stomach, his eyes occasionally drifted past the palm of his left hand, just saw the rising favorability, and before he could see clearly, he was grabbed by Fan Yuan Tighten hands together.

In a daze, Gu Yang thought, what is the favorability level that he saw just now?

48 points.

A dream world, which increased Fan Yuan's favorability by 3 points.

The quilt on the bed was kicked to the end of the bed by two people, and the matchbox next to the pillow fell to the ground.

The box is knocked open a little to reveal the five remaining matches inside, with the red tops of the matches glowing slightly

In the wonderful fairy tale world, only you can't think of it, and you can't do it without it.

The author has something to say: Great Demon King Fan Yuan: Gu Yang, come here.

Gu Yang: [burp] I really don’t want to eat QAQ

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☆、Chapter 72

When the sky was slightly bright, Gu Yang slowly opened his eyes, and saw Fan Yuan staring at him quietly with a pair of pitch-black eyes. His eyes turned from red to black at some point.

Seeing him wake up, Fan Yuan leaned over and asked Gu Yang:

"Are you hungry?"

Gu Yang woke up immediately, and kept saying while stepping back:

"Not hungry, not hungry, not hungry at all!"

Gu Yang was fed by Fan Yuan until midnight last night, if it wasn't for Gu Yang's constant begging, Fan Yuan would never have let him go.

Gu Yang regretted that he said "feed me" yesterday. Fan Yuan not only fed him, but also fed him.

Watching Fan Yuan's black eyes begin to glow red again, Gu Yang turned around and wanted to get out of bed, but just as his feet were about to step on the ground, Fan Yuan dragged him back by his wrist.

Gu Yang's hair spread back as he lay on his back, his slightly swollen lips and moist eyes were clearly visible.

Fan Yuan frowned slightly, and lightly tapped the corner of Gu Yang's mouth.

"It's still swollen, you're too fragile."

Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan who was propped above him, and began to rub slightly to the side, trying to get out.

In the last night's battle, Gu Yang finally understood that Fan Yuan, who has the attributes of a great demon king, is not something he can flirt with at will.

Fan Yuan saw Gu Yang's intentions, got up and hugged Gu Yang, and took Gu Yang to the bathroom.

"You still say you're not hungry? Are you so eager to get up?"

Gu Yang kicked his legs, wanting to get down:

"Let me down, I wash myself!"

Fan Yuan didn't agree, he put Gu Yang on the sink directly, took the towel to pick up the hot water.

Gu Yang looked at the towel Fan Yuan was holding and reminded him:

"You took it wrong, that is your towel."

Fan Yuan wiped Gu Yang's face with a steaming towel:

"Use mine, can't you?"

Gu Yang pursed the corners of his mouth nervously, not daring to say anything bad, raised his head and let Fan Yuan wipe his face obediently.

The two looked at each other, Fan Yuan slowed down as he wiped, and slowly lowered his head. Gu Yang thought badly, and just about to turn his head, Fan Yuan pinched his chin to fix it, and kissed him.

The steaming towel slowly became cold in Fan Yuan's hands, Gu Yang sat on the sink and ate a very rich and adequate breakfast.

After breakfast, Gu Yang couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as Fan Yuan let go of Gu Yang, Gu Yang immediately grabbed the towel from Fan Yuan's hand, turned around and went to refill the hot water to wash his face. His movements were very rude, and it hurt even when he touched his lips. Gotta hiss.

Fan Yuan stood behind Gu Yang and looked at him. After Gu Yang washed his face, he handed him the toothbrush filled with toothpaste.

Gu Yang took the toothbrush, jumped off the sink, and said to Fan Yuan very seriously:

"Fan Yuan, I'm really full, I can't eat any more."

Fan Yuan raised his hand and rubbed Gu Yang's hair, took the towel that Gu Yang had just hung back, and began to wash his face.

While brushing his teeth, Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan who was washing his face next to him. Seeing Fan Yuan taking out a razor to shave, he touched his chin.

He was one of those thinly haired men who barely grew a beard and rarely shaved.

Seeing Fan Yuan shaving at this time, Gu Yang stroked his chin, feeling a little envious.

Seeing that Fan Yuan dropped the razor and started brushing his teeth, Gu Yang planned to turn around and go out.

Unexpectedly, Fan Yuan suddenly grabbed Gu Yang's wrist, feeling the temperature on the wrist, Gu Yang's heart skipped a beat.

Fan Yuan pulled Gu Yang to his side, then let go, looked down at Gu Yang's eyes, and said seriously:

"Gu Yang, stand here and wait for me, don't leave my sight."

Gu Yang subconsciously nodded, Fan Yuan raised his hand in satisfaction and pinched the back of Gu Yang's neck, and began to brush his teeth.

When brushing his teeth, his gaze was also looking at Gu Yang through the mirror.

In the past, Gu Yang was always attached to Fan Yuan, wherever he went, and wherever he went, but now he suddenly changed his position and became Fan Yuan attached to Gu Yang.

Gu Yang's gaze fell on the towel that had been hung back up again. Both of them had used that towel before.

This feeling seems to be pretty good.

After Fan Yuan washed, he pulled Gu