I'm Always the Villain

Under Jiang Tong's shocked gaze, "Master" walked into the bedroom holding the drunk "Fan Lu".

Fan Lu is a little taller than Shizun, and his figure is also stronger than Shizun, but now he looks like a big cat, nestling softly in Shizun's arms.

Jiang Tong covered his mouth, is this the legendary hunk acting like a baby?

Too good, right?

Just, shameless.

It wasn't until the door was closed that the scene inside was cut off, and Jiang Tong left the master's courtyard in a daze like a wooden man. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take "Fan Lu" to drink the remaining peach blossom wine.

He may have encountered the biggest demon since he was a monk, and he needs to drink some wine to forget all this.

In the room, Sang Jiuchi used both legs, hanging on Fan Lun like a sloth.He smelled the familiar scent of his lover, and nostalgicly stuffed his chin into the other's neck and arched it several times like a big cat.

The corner of Fan Lu's mouth was smiling, his usually cold and serious face had removed the disguise, his eyes were filled with love, almost overflowing.

He carried Sang Jiuchi to the bed, and when he looked up, he saw a portrait of Sang Jiuchi hanging above the bed.

There is no detailed description one by one, just a few simple strokes above, which outlines two lifelike characters.

The painter used a large amount of black ink to paint, sometimes thick, sometimes light, and only used one color to draw two completely different character styles.

One is as high and clean as a lonely moon, and the other is as tall and straight as a mountain.

In the portrait, the two are standing side by side, Fan Lu holds Sang Jiuchi's hand in his mouth with one hand, and holds a delicate and charming Chinese rose in the other hand.

The rose is also the only place dotted with color in the whole painting, the delicate red sandwiched in the light pink.

Sang Jiuchi closed his eyes slightly in the portrait, as if he was asleep.Fan Lu's expression was very pious, obviously biting Sang Jiuchi's fingertips rebelliously, with a sense of justice on his face, but looking at the delicate and charming rose from the corner of his eyes, he always felt that there was something he couldn't say stuff inside.

Fan Lu laughed when he saw the portrait painted by Sang Jiuchi.

The next moment, he felt a pain in his finger.

Looking down, it turned out that Sang Jiuchi was holding his finger and biting it.

The sharp canine teeth tentatively grind Fan Lu's thick fingertips, and after a while, Fan Lu's fingertips are stained with a layer of reflective bright color.

Sang Jiuchi bit his mouth for a while, then stopped, took Fan Lu's hand in a daze, and his fingers slid into the opponent's palm like a water snake.

Sang Jiuchi's fingers are very beautiful, the slender and long white fingers are like the bright moon shining in the sky, and the belly of the fingers is like plump little jade beads.

He was with his lover on five planes, and he had already integrated his lover's breath into his flesh and blood, and some habits could be easily formed without reason.

Sang Jiuchi subconsciously grabbed Fan Lu's hands, those hands were wide and warm with a shallow layer of calluses, just like the hands in memory.

He likes his lover, his face, his body, and the way he looks at himself.

But if he had to choose, he likes his lover's hands the most.The lover's hand is like a switch for him. Every time I grab the lover's hand and play with it, I can always see the emotional expression on the lover's face.

Sang Jiuchi's fingertips traced lines in his lover's palm, feeling the thin layer of sweat from his lover's hand, Sang Jiuchi finally showed a satisfied smile.

Fan Lu frowned, looking at Sang Jiuchi who still teased him even though he was delirious, he was angry and funny.

Seeing that Sang Jiuchi's hand was getting more and more dangerous, Fan Lu took a deep breath, and tapped Sang Jiuchi's forehead. Sang Jiuchi immediately stopped all movements, and fell limply on Fan Lu's body to sleep caught.

Fan Lu was afraid of knocking Sang Jiuchi, so he carefully put him on the bed, helped him take off the emerald green cassock and changed it into obscene clothes, and then he used the dedusting formula to wash Sang Jiuchi from head to toe before stopping action.

In the warm bedroom, the shadows of the candle flames shone brightly, casting an ambiguous yellow light on the place.

In such a hazy light and shadow, Fan Lu sat on the side of the bed, lowered his head and stared deeply at the young man on the bed.

Oh, is this his baby?

He is the god of war, in the battle of the twelve main gods, he was seriously injured after beheading the seven gods, and his soul was cut off by the other main gods, leaving only the last wisp of his soul, sleeping in an unknown temple.

Before falling asleep, he used his last bit of divine power to create a system, hoping that it could collect his divine soul.

Unexpectedly, F001 bound him.

God of War's eyes were slightly distracted, and he fell into a long memory.

Forgot how long ago, heaven and earth conceived a partner for him.Just when he was going to find a partner, he encountered a great battle between the twelve main gods.

That peerless battle lasted for so long that he even forgot that he still had a partner living in nothingness.

He never imagined that after F001 had been looking for a tasker for so long, he finally found Sang Jiuchi.

Maybe this is the fate that cannot be let go?

As Sang Jiuchi collected more and more spirits for him, his strength gradually recovered.When he was on the plane, he had a premonition that Sang Jiuchi was in danger, and forcibly interfered with the rules of the plane to prevent the tragedy from happening.

For a long time, he could only recollect the details of getting along with Sang Jiuchi through the memory of the return of the soul.

But just those unrealistic memories already made his heart tremble.

He was born in nothingness, and in this life he was decisive and cold-hearted.Before meeting Sang Jiuchi, he had never had such a strange feeling.

The door of the cold heart that was welded to the shackles was mercilessly pried open, filling every corner of the heart with sweet memories and emotions like a flood.

Ever since he woke up, he never wanted to see Sang Jiuchi.

But his divine power has not yet recovered to the point where he can travel to any plane at will. Every time he can only lie in the cold coffin, relying on those sweet memories to lick his lonely wound alone.

On the last plane, he finally felt Sang Jiuchi with the help of divine power through an opportunity, and really touched him.

Not memories, not false images.

A warm body, a breathing and beating heart, that is the real Sang Jiuchi.

Originally thought that meeting him would be short, but after he used his last divine power to protect Sang Jiuchi from the threat of the dark god, he woke up and entered this plane.

When he woke up, he happened to be refining the volcano.

There is still a part of the divine power remaining, and he has also interpreted the memory of this plane, and even knows the plot of the Dark God.

In order to protect Sang Jiuchi, he turned his divine power and part of his life force into cultivation base to forcibly leapfrog the level and entered the period of crossing the catastrophe.Because this plane used to be his plane, the plane's fear of him still exists, and it doesn't dare to rain down on him.

It was precisely because of this that he escaped the surveillance of the Dark God.

God of War opened his thick sleeves, and a dark and slender thread spread down his shoulder like an earthworm, and now it still spread to the forearm.

This is his lifeline. He was sucked into this plane by the vortex power of the Dark God. The consequence of forcibly improving his cultivation base is to speed up the time to leave.

When this line moves to the wrist, this body will explode and die due to the powerful pressure, and he will also leave this plane.

Before that, he must help Sang Jiuchi complete his task.

He knew that every mission of Sang Jiuchi was extremely dangerous. Not only could he not fail, but he would also face sneak attacks from other main gods at any time.

Especially for this plane, he once set up F001's traversal principle, starting from the safest lower plane, with protecting the host as the most fundamental principle.

This S-level plane was definitely not F001's previous choice, but the Dark God used his power to forcibly drag Sang Jiuchi into this plane.

The Dark God has always been ruthless, he dragged Sang Jiuchi to this plane, is it as simple as playing cards?

He wanted to kill Sang Jiuchi in this plane!

Thinking of this, countless killing intents gushed out of God of War uncontrollably.But the killing intent seemed to have life again, and it could barely avoid Sang Jiuchi, so that Sang Jiuchi didn't feel it at all.

In the guest room far away, Jiang Tong is drinking to soothe his worries.

All of a sudden, he felt the calm earth trembling desperately, and the sharp and deep cold killing intent like millennium frost poured in from all directions.

The killing intent carried a ferocious oppression, like an ancient ferocious beast with a bloody mouth.

Under this killing intent, Jiang Tong was just a tiny ant, and he didn't even have the chance to escape and beg for mercy.

Jiang Tong was so frightened that he was sweating profusely. He wanted to run out and ask the master for help.

But soon he found that not only could he not move his legs, he could not even make a sound.

Under this turbulent killing intent, Jiang Tong only felt that his internal organs were churning.Finally, he rolled the whites of his eyes, foamed at the mouth and passed out.

In the master bedroom, God of War managed to contain the sudden burst of killing intent just now.

These planes belonged to him before, and in order to devour his soul, those main gods threw their own souls into these planes to nibble away.

They didn't dare to really touch him, but the Dark God dared to touch Sang Jiuchi.

He switched himself and Sang Jiuchi to prevent the Dark God from attacking Sang Jiuchi.

Anyone who dares to touch him should also ask him if he will let him go.During the battle of the Twelve Lord Gods, he let this insidious and cunning thing escape. This time, the Dark God came to his door by himself. He doesn't mind killing a Lord God in advance to add to the fun!

God of War withdrew his thoughts, and put his eyes on Sang Jiuchi again.

Because of drunkenness, Sang Jiuchi's usually fair cheeks were already filled with pink, and the end of his beautiful peach blossom eyes was also covered with a thick pink.

The mouth where he bit his finger just now was slightly opened. The soft and tender lips were like two beautiful peach petals. Through the gap, he could even vaguely see a row of white teeth like a row of small shells. and bright red tongue.

All the fighting spirit of the God of War dissipated immediately, and turned into a deep love.

I know that Sang Jiuchi is very strong, but he is still the object I want to protect in my heart.Sang Jiuchi is his only weakness and reverse scale, and the only soft existence in his heart.

I don't know when the next meeting will be. This time is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He will not only kill the dark god who wants to hurt Sang Jiuchi, but also have a strange love with Sang Jiuchi.

God of War stared at Sang Jiuchi's face for a long time, and his eyes suddenly became subtle.

It's just that Sang Jiuchi's hobbies are really... er, amazing.

He wanted to cooperate well with the other party's performance, but he was afraid that his acting skills would not be enough to discourage him, what should he do?

Sighing lightly, God of War took out the metal shackle from the storage bag, and put it on gently for Sang Jiuchi again.

Then he took off his boots and coat, and also came to the bed.

He flicked his finger, and the room was completely dark in the next second, only two breathing sounds of different depths could be heard.

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