I'm an endangered animal

Precious spiritual materials were sprinkled one after another, and Fang rode a deer, seemingly turning a blind eye to those scorching gazes.

He was floating not far from the pavilion where Dao Yan was standing, dressed in green and wearing a sword, calm and composed, without any trace of heartache.He said, "I've distributed the things my senior brother gave me to other people."

Dao Yan nodded: "Since the things have been sent, how to deal with them all depends on the younger brother's wishes."

Fang You looked at him, lowered his eyes and smiled: "Because, these things are not worthy of me."

Hongxiu, who just came back with support: "..."

Ji Yao inside: "..."

The audience was silent.

Dao Yan was speechless for a moment, and then asked softly: "Then what does Junior Brother like?"

Fang You's eyes were cold, and he threw the Taoist robe back in front of him: "The things I want must be the best and the rarest. You want to tie me to the Taiyi League, just relying on these rubbish?"

"dream."

It's useless to reason with these people, and no one will believe that he has nothing to do with Dao Yan, it's better to step on it hard, make a big scene, and make a scene out of genius, he doesn't believe that the young leader can put down his figure again The sugar-coated cannonball set.Even if he becomes notorious in the end, Fang You still thinks it is better than being harassed every day.

The "Xiaojiaohua" of God's boss garden is disgusting. He was an ant four years ago, but now he is treated as a pet. He is so angry that he can only take the broken garden and let them reward him Fart flower.

Fang You raised his chin and made a full-bodied and arrogant posture. The people below looked like they wanted to punch him twice.

This time, no one would believe that he and Dao Yan were on the same side.

Unexpectedly, Dao Yan bent down and picked up the robe, and smiled for a long time:

"Why didn't Junior Brother just tear it up?"

"It must be... it can't be torn off."

The invisible fluctuations scattered for a moment, the pupils of the people around trembled violently, and that magic robe with amazing defense was torn apart in Dao Yan's hands!

This is something of heavenly quality!It can be seen how frightening this person's strength is. When he first started ten years ago, it was rumored that his cultivation had already reached the half-step of becoming a god.

Fang You's headband was pierced by the demon power just now, and his black hair fell loose, adding a beautiful and bright look, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Dao Yan's expression was a little happy, as if he was looking at a spoiled child, he opened the fan and said softly: "If I can offer the best and most rare thing in the world with both hands, will my brother have no objection?"

Fang You wiped the blood on his cheek: "Yes."

Anyway, whether it is the best thing or not depends entirely on his mouth.

Dao Yan raised the corner of his lips: "That's good."

Fang You suddenly felt a coolness in his vest, he touched Ciyun, Xiaolu understood and carried him and turned away, disappearing from everyone's sight.

"This disciple of the Moon Pavilion...is, so unusual." The disciple below held back for a long time, and finally murmured, "Exciting."

After Fang You left, Dao Yan returned to the pavilion.

Ji Yao waited there, and sneered when he saw him come in, and the red sleeve next to him immediately knelt down to apologize.

"This subordinate is incompetent." Hong Xiu trembled, "Please punish me, Lord."

Dao Yan didn't speak, but stretched out his hand: "Come here."

The red sleeve flinched, but couldn't resist. She put her fingertips on Dao Yan's palm, and was immediately held firmly——

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!

Numerous memory fragments flitted across the Daoyan Sea of ​​Consciousness, from Hongxiu's initial provocation to defeat, and finally stayed in the young man's kiss-like posture. The body temperature came through his breath, causing the skin to tremble.

It belonged to Hongxiu, and it belonged to him too.

"Then what benefit will I have?"

Dao Yan suddenly crushed the bones of the red sleeves, threw the woman to the ground, turned around and brushed his sleeves: "Leave your life alone, go and receive the punishment yourself!"

"...Yes." Hongxiu bit her lips tightly.

She glanced at Dao Yan's back foolishly, but still forced herself to retreat.

When she saw outsiders, she straightened her back again, and smiled at the little maids who surrounded her: "It's okay, the Lord will take pity on us in the end, but he just wants me to go to the execution hall to suffer some flesh and blood."

"Sister Hongxiu..." A couple of little maids followed her, looking worriedly at the veiled woman.

Hongxiu waved his hands: "Don't worry about me, you go, don't miss the Lord's business."

"it is good."

As soon as Fang You returned to Taolin, he fell on the bed.

Today is really the most daring thing he has done here... Hey, he actually broke face with Dao Yan directly, and put the other party's face on his feet.

Hehehe, cool.

Thinking of Hongxiu's vague sarcasm these days, and the isolation and difficulties of others, Fang You let out a sigh of relief.As the sun set, he took a comfortable soak in a hot bath, made himself a delicious meal, and finally read happily for a while before falling asleep.

But maybe because he was too excited, he couldn't calm down on the bed.

The moon tonight... is so round.

On a sudden whim, Fang You took the candlestick and went to the corridor to enjoy the moon. He didn't wear shoes, he huddled his feet on the edge of the corridor, hugged his knees, and tilted his head to look at the sky.

Yingying Qinghui, cool, bah, pretty.

But when he thought of his heroic appearance during the day, he couldn't help laughing and rolled his eyes, haha, and changed his posture to lie flat on the stone bench, complacent.

It's just that a black spot suddenly appeared in his eyes. Fang You was taken aback for a moment, watching the black spot grow bigger and bigger, and finally the wind blew up and the trees moved. When he opened his eyes again, there were already more people in the courtyard.

He sat up abruptly.

Still dressed in white, Ling Yuan was the same as when he left, his whole body was meticulous, only his silver hair fell down like a waterfall, making him look much more lazy.Seeing Fang You in the promenade, he paused: "Haven't you fallen asleep yet?"

The young man approached slowly, Fang You's nose moved slightly, and he smelled a very faint smell of blood.

"you……"

Before he could finish his sentence, he saw Ling Yuan frowned slightly and his figure was shaking a little. He immediately stood up and tried to support him—but the next moment, his waist warmed up, and a hairy head rested on his shoulder. Hug full.

Fang You's face, ears and neck were completely red.

So close……

It was different from before, they were neither slaying demons, nor washing their marrow, and there was no special reason, but Lingling Lingyuan hugged him, Fang You had difficulty breathing, and stood still on the spot without moving.

A certain feeling in the body is slowly recovering, numb and hot. I thought that after a few months, the sequelae of the marrow washing would be cured, but now it seems that it won't work... Fang You couldn't help but hugged back, but the tentacle It was moist to the touch.

Ling Yuan took a soft breath.

Fang You felt that something was wrong, and took advantage of the moonlight to look at the palm of his hand. It was unbelievable that his hand was full of blood!He immediately let go: "What's the matter with you? Damn it, I'll give you medicine!"

No wonder he hugged him suddenly, it turned out that he couldn't hold it anymore, he remembered the plank bed with only a piece of bamboo mat in Ling Yuan's room, and slowly carried him back to his room.

Ling Yuan followed his movements obediently, his eyes drooped, and the deep pupils were held back, and he did not speak.

Fang You made people half-sit on the big soft bed that he had made three beds, dug out a lot of things from the storage ring, and asked carefully: "Can I, uh, see your injuries?"

Ling Yuan hummed lightly.

Fang You sat on the edge of the bed, and with a light pull of his fingers, he took off his belt.

……

The shadow of the candle swayed, peeling off layers of white clothes, revealing Ling Yuan's lean and smooth body.The boy's chest undulated slightly, with sharp lines extending from the collarbone to the upper abdomen, outlining extremely beautiful muscle lines.

Fang You carefully inspected the wound on his waist and abdomen, and touched it with his fingertips: "The weapon that hurt you is different, and the blood is hard to stop."

He leaned closer, applied medicine to Ling Yuan without blinking his eyes, and then applied a little word spirit, finally stabilizing the injury that was expanding.

Even the strong resilience of the Dragon Clan can hardly heal itself. Where did Ling Yuan go to retreat? The lethality is so amazing.

Fang You turned his head: "Let me see your back."

Ling Yuan looked at him for a while, then casually grabbed the silver hair that was hanging down, and the arc of his shoulders spread out, like a dormant beast, full of strength and beauty, dangerous and silent.

Fang You knelt behind him, and slowly painted the entire back with his fingers, because he was so close, at first glance it looked like he was hugging Ling Yuan from behind.

His head lightly touched the warm skin inadvertently.

Ling Yuan glanced at the shadows of the two overlapping and embracing under the bed, and turned his head as if he couldn't stand it, his voice was extremely hoarse: "Are you ready?"

After a while, Fang You, who lowered his head and moved on his back, finally responded.

"All right."

Ling Yuan was about to put on his clothes, but Fang You pressed his hand: "What are you doing, you haven't wrapped the bandage yet."

So he slowly tied Ling Yuan into a rabbit again, and with the last touch, his hands wrapped around Ling Yuan's waist, intertwined lightly, and tried to turn his head over Ling Yuan's shoulders, looking down, wanting to hit him. a bow.

But Ling Yuan's position was a bit wrong, he opened his mouth: "Move over there..."

a bit.

The last words he could no longer say—

Lips were kissed.

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