Yang Yi never thought about how he would feel if one day Mu Qingzhou died because of him or died in front of him.

Now it seems that he will be crazy.

Just at the very moment, Mu Qingzhou gathered the little spirit energy in his body and chopped off the vines tightly wrapped around his body with lightning, and threw himself in front of Yang Yi to block Gu Shunzhi's blow for him.

But these actions had consumed all his strength, so he could only block Yang Yi with his body, and was pierced through the chest by Gu Shunzhi's spear.

This kind of pain is the real heartache.

Where did Mu Qingzhou suffer from such pain? His eyes turned black, and the pain made him speechless.

There was a buzzing in his ears, as if all the voices had gone away, and Yang Yi could vaguely hear him calling him, heart-piercing.

But Gu Shunzhi in front of him widened his eyes, as if he didn't expect that he would suddenly break free and rush out, he couldn't help but took a few steps back holding the spear, and unexpectedly pulled the spear out of his body.

"Hmm...cough cough..." Mu Qingzhou staggered a step back, coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and the clothes on his upper body were also stained bright red.

The feeling of loss of strength caused by the pain and blood loss became more and more obvious. Mu Qingzhou's feet went limp and he fell back, but was inserted into his arms from behind by a person.

Yang Yi didn't dare to hug him honestly, for fear of touching the wound, he hugged Mu Qingzhou's shoulders, squatted on the ground to protect him in his arms, lowered his head, and let out low growls from deep in his throat, At the same time, a wave of devilish energy began to spread around him, becoming stronger and stronger.

Mu Qingzhou opened his mouth, but his throat was filled with dirty blood, and he couldn't stop coughing as soon as he opened his mouth.

And Yang Yi started to go berserk even with his breath, and his low growl gradually turned into a panting.

"...Yang Keke..." After only uttering one syllable, he was choked up with blood. The movement of coughing involved the wound, and the cracks opened even more, and Yang Yi's clothes were stained dark.

Yang Yi raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were blood red, and veins burst out from his forehead.

...Yang Yi?

Mu Qingzhou stared at him blankly, but felt that Yang Yi's demonic aura surged to the extreme in the next instant, and the impact brought by the tyrannical force made Yang Yi suddenly raise his head and scream to the sky.

At the same time, the demonic energy surrounding him exploded violently. Unlike Mu Qingzhou's restrained thunderbolt, the actual power of the demon god surged out, and the powerful spiritual power swept away, sweeping away the mortal Wuji Immortal. Zongmen people were shocked until their heart veins ruptured, and those with weaker cultivation bases lost their vitality directly, and the rest were either seriously injured, or their spiritual aura surged in their bodies, and they spit out a mouthful of blood and temporarily lost their mobility.

When Yang Yi erupted out of the devil's breath, Yun Xuan waved a layer of defensive barrier to withstand the impact, but the barrier was also full of cracks and crumbling.

"As expected of the blood of the demon god." After the blow, Yang Yi's mortal body couldn't bear the power in his body. At this time, the skin he could see was cracked and blood oozes from it, and Yang Yi also Out of strength, although he was still in a runaway state, he would never be able to unleash another attack of this scale, so Yun Xuan removed the barrier and walked in front of the two of them. Although he was still terrified, he still smiled lightly on his face. , "But that's all."

After saying that, he signaled Gu Shun to go to separate the two, but was bounced away by Yang Yi with his magic breath.

Seeing Yang Yi baring his teeth and protecting Mu Qingzhou, Yun Xuan felt a sense of irritability in his heart, and he summoned vines in a similar manner, and stretched towards Yang Yi's limbs, trying to control him.

"Whoosh-"

A golden arrow came through the air, Yun Xuan couldn't dodge it, he could only control the vines to block in front of him, the arrow went straight through the barrier built by the vines, barely stopped at the tip of Yun Xuan's nose.

"This aura is..." Yun Xuan narrowed his eyes, looked up in the direction of the arrow, and as expected, he saw two people standing in the air, one of them was holding a big bow, and he was still in the archery posture, " Greedy Wolf Star Lord, what do you mean by that?"

The one who responded to him was Sirius, who suddenly appeared behind him with a flash and swept away with a blow from the halberd.

No matter how you say it, Yun Xuan is just a civil servant, and if he is approached by a god like Sirius, he can only be beaten, and although Sirius looks harmless to humans and animals with a hippie smile all the time, he is also a deadly master in a fight.

The internal organs were injured by the blow just now, Yun Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and ordered unwillingly: "Retreat!"

"But……"

"Look around, the Immortal Sect of Promise can't stop them at all, and all of you combined are no match for Sirius and Tanlang."

Yun Xuan broke the teleportation spell, and the formation under his feet began to take shape, "Quickly go back and report to His Majesty, look for new opportunities by the way..."

"Tell everyone in the heavenly realm that the god of fire, Zhu Rong, and the greedy wolf, Sirius, two star kings...rebelled."

They watched Yunxuan leave with the generals headed by Gu Shunzhi stepping on the teleportation array, but they had no intention of taking advantage of the victory and pursuing them now, because the penetrating wound on Mu Qingzhou's chest was too conspicuous.

But they could only stand not far from Mu Qingzhou and Yang Yi, anxiously looking at the bleeding wound.

Because Yang Yi didn't let them get close at all, and he was anxious with anyone who got a little bit closer. He hugged Mu Qingzhou tightly, and let out a low growl like a beast in his throat. Has entered the magic consciousness.

Probably because Yang Yi's demon breath was too strong, Mu Qingzhou didn't feel well, but Yang Yi hugged him tightly, and he didn't have the strength to struggle now, the wound on his body was so painful that he was numb, and now he was only worried that Yang Yi would be so Consciousness was completely taken away by the demonic energy, and he could never be rescued after being possessed by the devil.

"...Yang...Yi." Mu Qingzhou struggled to utter two syllables. Although his voice was hoarse, he could still hear him calling, "Yang Yi...wake up..."

But Yang Yi didn't respond.

"Yang... Yi...!" It took more than half of his strength to even speak, Mu Qingzhou called out a few times, paused, and changed his address, "Ayi..."

Yang Yi had some reactions, his blood-red eyes turned to look at Mu Qingzhou, as if he was trying to identify who he was.

But this is far from enough. Now Yang Yi can hold him tightly because of his strong will before, so now he is acting entirely on instinct, and he is unconscious now.

Mu Qingzhou suddenly remembered the scene when Yang Yi fell into a demon not long ago.

It seemed that it took a lot of effort to lift the white and slender palm, and it lightly landed on Yang Yi's cheek, and then slid to the back of Yang Yi's neck. It would make it crack even more and hurt even more, so I forced myself to sit up. Fortunately, Yang Yi's hands subconsciously followed up and gave him a support.

"Ayi." Mu Qingzhou moved closer, "Come back, Ayi."

He closed his eyes, and lightly pressed his lips to Yang Yi's.

Not far away, Sirius was startled, and even Tanlang was taken aback, not understanding why the relationship between the two suddenly became like this.

Yang Yi was also stunned. In his remaining consciousness, Mu Qingzhou had never taken the initiative to do anything intimate with him, but it was only a moment of shock, almost the moment Mu Qingzhou kissed him. The hand on Mu Qingzhou's shoulder went up and pressed the back of his head, and the other hand hooked his waist. Yang Yi counterattacked and deepened the kiss.

There was a hole in Mu Qingzhou's body, and there were corpses and injured people who couldn't move around. The two of them kissed bloody and inseparable, tsk-tsk.

Sirius' jaw dropped in shock, but he clearly felt the magic breath around him gradually dissipate.

Only then did he realize that Mu Qingzhou didn't just want to kiss Yang Yi, but used this method to suppress Yang Yi's demonic breath.

"Cough... I'll go help Shenjun." Seeing Yang Yi's kiss became more and more frenzied, Mu Qingzhou couldn't bear it and closed his eyes, leaning his neck to bear it, a suspicious trace slipped from the corner of his lips, and turned his head in embarrassment , shouting and running in the direction of Duxuan and Pojun, "Pojun! Let go of the god and come to me!"

Tanlang glanced at it, turned around and followed Sirius, leaving room for the two of them.

"Hmm..." Mu Qingzhou couldn't hold onto Yang Yi's neck any longer, and slid down feebly, with his other hand vainly pinching Yang Yi's lapel, his lips were gradually bitten numb by the man in front of him.

But fortunately, the traces of the magic breath have begun to fade, and the breath around Yang Yi's body has gradually calmed down.

Mu Qingzhou didn't struggle, and let Yang Yi's hand around his waist get tighter and tighter.

Duxuan on the other end was still thinking about the friendship he had with the fourteen main stars back then, so he had some scruples about Po Jun's attack, but seeing Sirius and Tanlang rushing from afar, Sirius still shouted "Jun Hua I was injured and bled a lot", he instantly lost his composure, and no longer had any scruples about blasting Pojun away with a palm with strong internal force, Sirius took the opportunity to insert himself between the two of them, taking Duxuan's place.

Du Xuan rushed towards the place where Mu Qingzhou was, and saw the two people sitting on the ground embracing each other, who were making a big effort, and were stunned.

Fortunately, Yang Yi's demonic aura hadn't dissipated yet, so Du Xuan didn't regard him as a prodigal son who took the opportunity to belittle Mu Qingzhou and burn him to ashes.

After an unknown amount of time, the surrounding demonic breath finally dissipated, and the breath in Yang Yi's body also calmed down.

Yang Yi who replied Qingming was a little dazed, the picture in his mind was still at the time when Mu Qingzhou blocked the fatal blow for him, he opened his eyes suddenly, only to find that in front of him was Mu Qingzhou's magnified face.

……Um?

It was only with hindsight that Yang Yi figured out the current posture of the two, and he even stuck out his tongue.

Not only did Mu Qingzhou not push him away, he was frozen into ice and chopped into slag, but he leaned in his arms very obediently, allowing him to move.

There was also a fiery gaze beside him, and from the corner of his eye, he saw a face as black as the bottom of a pot, staring at the two of them with radiance.

Yang Yi's whole body shuddered, and he withdrew from Mu Qingzhou's mouth, and saw a large patch of dazzling red on Mu Qingzhou's chest at a glance.

"...Qingzhou!" Ignoring Duxuan's dead stare, Yang Yi supported the crumbling Mu Qingzhou, feeling a throbbing pain in his heart, "Qingzhou, you..."

Mu Qingzhou's face was flushed red due to lack of oxygen, he gasped slightly, the darkness in front of his eyes was getting more and more black, he looked at Yang Yi with the last bit of strength, and showed a shallow smile.

"Ayi, you're back..."

Before the words fell, Mu Qingzhou finally couldn't hold on, closed his eyes and fell into Yang Yi's arms, completely losing consciousness.

[The author has something to say: Thank you for breaking the moon and breaking the dawn, Huang Fang's recommendation ticket and monthly ticket~]

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