The nemesis has been demoted!

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Fang Yan had long forgotten about it if they didn't talk about it. Now that he mentioned it, Fang Yan knew his own level, so he couldn't help being a little embarrassed and annoyed.

Lu Qingheng: "Brother, do you want to review together?"

Fang Yan smashed the jar and said, "No!"

From beginning to end, learning was not in his plan.Life is all about "experience". He has been in the top position for too long, and being a scumbag in the world is also a kind of experience.

Fang Yan gave himself some mental training, and simply started playing with his mobile phone for a whole day.It has to be said that the mobile phone is one of the best channels to understand the current world. Under the guidance of the younger brothers, he downloaded apps such as Douyin, Happy Landlord, Xiaoxiaole, etc., and accidentally became addicted to games. None of them listened.

The game makes people feel good, and Fang Yan didn't find much trouble with Lu Qingheng during the day.After school, the two returned home. Fang Yan ate a few mouthfuls of food, and then plunged into the game again, as if he had become a new Internet addict.

Lu Qingheng: "..."

Probably the heart-to-heart talk last night narrowed the distance between the two of them a little. Fang Yan didn't make things difficult for him on purpose today, and didn't let him eat, but he didn't eat with him either.

Seeing Fang Yan hiding in the room with his mobile phone in his arms, Lu Qingheng was silent for a while, put down the dishes, and walked into the kitchen.

"Auntie, are there any fresh potatoes?" Lu Qingheng said, "I'm going to make something to eat."

In Fang Yan's room, joyful music echoed in the air.

"Call the landlord!"

"do not want!"

"Grab the landlord!"

"No double!"

Fang Yan was having a great time playing with his younger brothers, when suddenly there was a light knock on the door.

Fang Yan: I didn't hear anything.

"Brother," Lu Qingheng said outside the door, "I'll bring you some supper."

Fang Yan wanted to continue ignoring him, but when Lu Qingheng said it was a midnight snack, Fang Yan immediately started to move, couldn't help but activate [-]% of his mana, and used his sense of smell to catch the aroma coming from the crack in the door.

Because there was a door, the aroma was very faint, but Fang Yan could imagine the deliciousness of the food, which made him so greedy that he couldn't help swallowing.

A game ended hastily, Fang Yan ran to open the door.

Unsurprisingly, Lu Qingheng was still standing at the door, holding a tray, leaning against the wall, waiting for him quietly.

"Brother, I don't think you have much appetite for dinner, so I fried some French fries for you." Lu Qingheng handed the plate and tray to Fang Yan, smiled, "It tastes better while it's hot."

Fang Yan stared at Lu Qingheng for three seconds, then lowered his eyes, glanced at the steaming French fries served with three kinds of sauces, and told him rationally that all delicious food is a trap for the enemy, created by the enemy's will to disintegrate The sugar-coated cannonballs...but every cell in his stomach was clamoring crazily. He was obviously not hungry just now, but he was unbearably hungry when he smelled the aroma of French fries.

"Okay." Fang Yan stubbornly refused to say thanks, quickly took the plate and tray, hid in the room, and started to eat.

The sweet and sour tomato sauce is appetizing, the sweet and spicy sauce is mixed, and the seafood sauce is rich and rich... Inadvertently, Fang Yan ate up the whole plate of French fries. Pantuo is a few familiar exercise books.

Fang Yan: Oh hoo.

It has to be said that after becoming a mortal in this life, Lu Qingheng is much better at being a human being than before. Now because of his so-called "brother" status, he always wants to get his approval and tries to please him in different ways.

He did hit Fang Yan's point.Fang Yan originally planned not to do the homework directly, but he had the answers delivered to his door, so he didn't copy for nothing.He opened Lu Qingheng's homework book, and was first shown by Lu Qingheng's clear and elegant handwriting, and then found that, in addition to the answers to each question, Lu Qingheng also attached each question in small letters next to the question in detail. Question-solving steps and thinking methods.

I have to say, very attentive.It was like knowing that my brother had poor grades and was unwilling to study, knowing that he couldn’t be persuaded, so I had to use another method to guide and help him.

Fang Yan: "..."

The scene in front of me coincidentally coincides with a thousand years ago again.Back then, after he and Lu Qingheng signed a "mutual help" agreement in private, Lu Qingheng always released water for him, and his water release skills were superb. Before he was discovered by the head elder of the Tianyan Sect, no one noticed Lu Qingheng's behavior. little tricks.

At the same time, Lu Qingheng didn't completely let him grow wildly and act recklessly.Tian Yanzong was able to become the top ten sects in the cultivation world at that time, so it naturally has its excellence.When encountering exercises worth learning, he will also inform Fang Yan in his own way and urge him to learn.

He seems to be able to "cover up" and "disguise" naturally, quietly avoiding the ubiquitous eyeliner of Tian Yanzong to achieve his real goal.If it wasn't for Fang Yanguo's rigidity and early exposure, perhaps their friendship could last for a long time...

After finishing his homework, Fang Yan washed up and went to bed.

Just lying on the bed and tucking in the quilt, he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing by the bed.

Fang Yan sat up abruptly and activated the existing mana.The spiritual power is like an invisible big net, centered on the bedroom, and spread out rapidly to the outside of the villa.

A second later, Fang Yan lay back on the bed with a bang again.

I'm looking forward to it.

It's just a ray of magic breath, weak and disordered, not worth mentioning.

Of course, the so-called "not worth mentioning" was aimed at Fang Yan and Lu Qingheng before he was demoted.The current Lu Qingheng is just a mortal, being entangled by the devil energy, at least he will be listless and weak, and at most, he will induce terminal illness and endanger his life.

Fang Yan lay on the bed, thinking idly, where did the little devil come from, so not afraid of death?

Could it be that he was sure that he would not care about Lu Qingheng, and came here on purpose to become a mortal Daoist Compassionate?

Consistent with what Fang Yan thought, the magic breath came into the house from the outside of the villa, climbed up the stairs cautiously, trembled all over when passing by Fang Yan's door, trying to reduce his sense of existence, and then sneaked in along the crack of the door. Lu Qingheng's house.

Fang Yan felt that it circled Lu Qingheng a few times, and its power inexplicably increased several times. It seemed that it was about to take off its disguise and teach Lu Qingheng a lesson.

Fang Yan: "..."

Fang Yan closed his eyes, trying to make himself fall asleep.But every move of the magic breath was transmitted to him in real time, which not only drove away his drowsiness, but also made him more and more awake.

Fang Yan rolled on the bed, stretched his arms, and sighed.

Do you want to care?

As if you don't know anything, do you want to see Lu Qingheng suffer "retribution", or protect Lu Qingheng like a mortal, not violating your own principles?

Forget it, Fang Yan thought, I am not trying to help him.He made the move mainly for himself. After all, if something happened to Lu Qingheng, everyone would think that he did it, so he didn't want to take the blame!

What's more, he really owes the current Lu Qingheng a little favor for eating and drinking these days.Taking advantage of this opportunity to return it, he can implement the follow-up plan.

Having made up his mind, Fang Yan jumped out of bed, put on his slippers, opened the door, and tiptoed towards Lu Qingheng's bedroom.

It was very quiet at night, the corridor was lit with dim wall lamps, and every small sound was infinitely amplified.

Even if he didn't use mana, Fang Yan could still hear the sound of tumbling in Lu Qingheng's room.

He stayed in front of the door, Lu Qingheng's slightly rapid breathing penetrated the door, as if it was right next to his ear.

Fang Yan frowned and tried to open the door, only to find that the door was unlocked.

"Click."

Fang Yan walked in.

Probably because he was extremely tired, Lu Qingheng had stopped rolling.In the darkness, only a tall and thin figure could be seen reclining on the bed, as if falling into a nightmare, breathing heavily, and his chest heaving up and down.

Fang Yan walked towards Lu Qingheng quietly and sat down beside his bed.He frowned, squeezed Lu Qingheng's wrist in disgust, and first checked his pulse.

His heart was beating fast, and he was covered in sweat. Fortunately, he was fine, probably because he was frightened by something.

What can scare Lu Qingheng?

Childhood trauma?Classmate exclusion?

Fang Yan couldn't imagine, after all, the former Lu Qingheng was fearless.

Although the devilish energy is superficial, it understands the weakness of mortals very well, and penetrated into Lu Qingheng's inner organs from the sky cap.

Lu Qingheng's face turned blue visibly, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He seemed to be awake from a dream, and he was restless.

"Hey." Fang Yan didn't even move his fingers lazily, and the magic breath was shattered by him in a breath.He half-kneeled by the bed with one leg, stretched out his hand, and waved it in front of Lu Qingheng, fanning a breeze.Lu Qingheng suddenly felt something, grabbed Fang Yan's wrist, and pulled it in hard.

"Bang." Fang Yan didn't know where his strength came from, and his posture was already unstable, so he fell on the bed in an instant and was hugged by a hot embrace.

Lu Qingheng used all his strength to lock Fang Yan, with great strength and strong obsession, like a drowning man grabbing the last piece of driftwood.

He held Fang Yan hoop tightly in his arms, and the veins in his arms popped out.Fang Yan was taken aback, and the conditioned reflex wanted to push him away, but before Fang Yan left, he loosened his arms and opened his eyes tremblingly.

The moment they looked at each other, Fang Yan was stunned.

Those eyes, which were always gentle and smiling, were bloodshot and reddened ferociously, as if they were about to cry in the next second.

"...Brother, I'm having a nightmare." Lu Qingheng stared at Fang Yan who was stunned, the corners of his lips curled down, and real grievances suddenly appeared in his heart.

He stared at Fang Yan, a tear fell without warning.

Fang Yan went into cardiac arrest on the spot.

"Uh...you, you don't have to do this." Fang Yan's head was full of black lines, and he thought stiffly, how can he still cry after having a nightmare?Don't be ashamed, Lu Qingheng, if you say it, you will become the laughing stock of the Three Realms!

But Lu Qingheng didn't care.

If you want to get closer to Fang Yan, you have to do all the acting.He really blocked all his powers, and as a completely ordinary person, he had such a "nightmare".

"Did you see my weakness? Stimulate me hard, don't show mercy."

After leaving these words, Lu Qingheng sealed his memory and completely turned into a mortal.

Tuliu Dream Demon is trembling...Damn it, he is so difficult, one or two can't afford TvT

"Are you crazy? Damn, why are you crying?!" Fang Yan looked at Lu Qingheng crying almost at a loss. Undulating with restraint.

Fang Yan couldn't help but ask: "...What the hell did you dream about?"

Lu Qingheng paused, then said in a hoarse voice, "It's a dark mass."

what?

Fang Yan couldn't imagine that just a mass of "dark things" could scare the former Taoist Lord Ciyuan to tears... It was even more inconceivable than the sun coming out from the west.

"What's there to be afraid of?" Fang Yan said, "You are too weak!"

Lu Qingheng lowered his eyes and remained silent.

He was indeed on the verge of madness, vulnerable and vulnerable in the dream.

What he dreamed, no one would believe it when he said it.

It was the scarred young man, the resentful and determined eyes, the thousand years of waiting alone, every time he approached with guilt, he was abruptly blocked.

It's the back view of you going away from me for so many years.

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