When those upright people were about to come in front of Gu Yang, the left and right bodyguards who had been standing behind Gu Yang took action and kicked away several upright people who rushed forward.
Gu Yang flipped his palm and caught the falling key again.
Seeing that the key was taken, the decent people who were ready to make a move quieted down again.
Gu Yang looked at them as if he were watching a monkey show, and continued:
"I have prepared burning poisonous fog around here. As long as I wave my hand, none of you can escape. I won't make it difficult for you. I will give you a choice."
Gu Yang kept throwing and catching the key, just like throwing and catching the heart of a decent person in the palm of his hand.
Compared to the importance that upright people attach to the key, the people in the Demon Cult have no interest in the key.
Gu Yang walked behind Fan Yuan, stretched out his hand to pinch Fan Yuan's chin and lifted it up, revealing Fan Yuan's calm face.
"Choose one of two: do you want the key... or do you want the lives of the young generation?"
As Gu Yang spoke, he formed his five fingers into claws and grabbed Fan Yuan's throat.
There was a moment of calm among the decent people, and then some people began to persuade the leader, the goatee:
"If... I die for the sake of justice, it can be considered that Fan Yuan's death is worthy!"
"Yes, we decent people must be ready to sacrifice for justice at any time!"
With every word they spoke, the sneer on the faces of the Demon Cult members grew greater.
Finally, the man with the goatee stopped stroking his beard, threw his long sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Fan Yuan with a heavy look in his eyes:
"Fan Yuan... you died for the righteous path, and... your life was not in vain!"
Then Goatee looked at Gu Yang:
"Hand over the key!"
Gu Yang seemed to have expected this and stood up straight. He raised his right hand and threw the key in his hand far away:
"The entrance is in the underground palace under the rockery in the south garden. If you can't even get into the underground palace, then you don't want the key."
The man with goatee immediately pounced over and held the key that Gu Yang threw out tightly in his hand. As he landed, he swung his sleeves and turned back, glaring fiercely at the people behind him who were about to pounce on him.
Immediately afterwards, the decent people retreated and moved to the south.
Before leaving, Goatbeard gave a solemn reminder:
"Fan Yuan! Rest in peace."
The decent people walked in a hurry and did not notice that behind them, Fan Yuan, who was originally tied with ropes, stood up by himself and the ropes fell from his body.
It turned out that he had been holding the rope in his hand behind his back for such a long time.
Pei Ming snorted coldly:
"All greedy people who enter there...will never come out alive."
At this moment, a man in black suddenly jumped out from the crowd of the Demon Sect, holding a dagger in his hand that was shining with cold light, and stabbed straight at Fan Yuan.
Gu Yang saw the cold light flashing on the dagger from the corner of his eye, his heart suddenly tightened, and he also flew over.
Fan Yuan was not a man who would sit and wait for death. He simply turned sideways, clamped the dagger with his fingertips, and with seemingly light force, the sharp blade of the dagger broke.
Gu Yang had already arrived and kicked the man in black away.
"What are you doing? Who allowed you to touch him?"
The man in black was the one who was unwilling for Gu Yang to bring Fan Yuan out of the underground palace at the beginning. He was kicked away by Gu Yang and then stopped by Pei Ming.
The man in black seemed to want to say something, but Pei Ming stretched out his hand and stopped him from speaking.
"Master, this is someone I brought up. Leave it to me."
Gu Yang stood in front of Fan Yuan and protected him tightly. He glared at the man in black and did not object. They were leaving soon anyway, but he was still angry.
Fan Yuan suddenly raised his hand and put his arm around Gu Yang's waist.
This was the first time Fan Yuan hugged him after they started the competition of "whoever can't hold it back first gives up".
Gu Yang immediately quieted down and placed his hands lightly on Fan Yuan's arms, as if he extremely cherished this intimacy that he had not had for a long time.
Fan Yuan hugged Gu Yang and then withdrew his arms. Gu Yang turned slightly and almost pounced on him.
He looked into Fan Yuan's dark eyes, pursed his lips, turned around and walked quickly towards the bedroom.
Gu Yang left and Fan Yuan followed closely.
The leaders of the Demon Cult had all left, and the remaining members of the Demon Cult who had gathered together also dispersed, stretching and yawning.
They seemed to have forgotten that a group of decent people had attacked, taken their keys, and entered the underground palace where countless treasures were hidden.
Gu Yang walked all the way back to the bedroom, pushed the door open with force, and walked in without closing it.
He took off his robe as he walked, and threw the crimson robe onto the jewel mirror standing by the door.
Fan Yuan followed Gu Yang in, and his head was covered by the underwear that Gu Yang threw away.
He took off his underwear and saw a piece of whiteness huddled under the quilt.
Gu Yang's hair also fell down, and his black hair spread out in a large area on the bed behind him. The quilt only covered his waist and above, revealing his fair back.
Fan Yuan put the outer robe hanging on the mirror and the inner shirt in his hand on the chair, walked to the bed and sat down, looking at Gu Yang's profile:
"It's still daylight, and we're going to sleep?"
Gu Yang didn't move and just snorted softly.
Fan Yuan waved his hand, and the wide-open palace door slammed shut and closed tightly.
When Gu Yang heard the voice, his long eyelashes trembled, but he still didn't move.
Fan Yuan's slightly cool fingertips suddenly touched Gu Yang's back, and gently stroked down along the beautiful lines of his spine.
"Gu Yang, do you want me?"
As Fan Yuan's fingertips slowly moved downwards, Gu Yang's back gradually straightened.
The quilt was pulled down by his arms, revealing two cute dimples on Gu Yang's back.
Gu Yang closed his eyes, subconsciously thinking that Fan Yuan would poke his waist hard like he did before.
But he waited for a long time, and all he felt was the cold air that kept hitting his back.
Gu Yang finally couldn't help but open his eyes, turned his head slightly, but found that Fan Yuan was not around.
Gu Yang simply turned around and saw that Fan Yuan had left the bedside at some point and was standing next to the large mirror at the door, leaning slightly back against the wall, his black eyes looking at Gu Yang quietly.
"Fan Yuan?"
Gu Yang sat up, hugging the quilt, not knowing what Fan Yuan was going to do.
Fan Yuan still looked at Gu Yang, and asked again after a long while:
"Gu Yang, do you want me?"
Gu Yang fell silent again and turned his back to Fan Yuan. His mind was in a mess as he thought about the childish competition between them.
The reason for the competition was that he disliked Fan Yuan for asking for too much, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't seem to be hurt by it.
Fan Yuan always stopped when Gu Yang was about to be unable to bear it, and each time he stopped perfectly at a critical point.
After that, she never neglected her care for Gu Yang.
Gu Yang suddenly felt a little confused. No one knew better than him how restrained Fan Yuan was in the past.
It was he who tore off the restraint on Fan Yuan with his own hands and crawled into his arms.
Gu Yang moved, suddenly lifted the quilt and turned around to get out of bed, but the corner of the quilt entangled Gu Yang's feet, causing him to fall under the bed.
I thought he would fall, but Fan Yuan caught him.
Fan Yuan seemed to have walked to the bedside a long time ago and stood behind Gu Yang, approaching him earlier than Gu Yang.
As soon as the two bodies touched, they hugged each other tightly, and neither of them let go of the other.
Gu Yang used both hands to wrinkle Fan Yuan's robe, and then wrapped his two long legs around it.
The lonely little sticky cake finally found its own harbor, and once it got stuck there, it never wanted to come down again.
"Fan Yuan..."
Gu Yang wanted to speak, but was stopped by Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan hugged Gu Yang even tighter and stood up.
"Gu Yang, believe me."
As soon as Fan Yuan stood up, Gu Yang's entire fulcrum was only Fan Yuan.
He hung on Fan Yuan, stuck to Fan Yuan, and rubbed his hot cheeks against Fan Yuan's cheeks.
Fan Yuan, who was hanging, sticking and entangled by him, was willing and enjoyed it.
"Gu Yang, believe me, I won't hurt you."
Fan Yuan said it again, holding the little sticky cake that he treasured tightly in his arms.
Gu Yang suddenly felt a little dazed. A long time ago, he seemed to have said something similar to Fan Yuan. Now, Fan Yuan said it to him.
His trust in Fan Yuan has always been unlimited.
Gu Yang still clung to Fan Yuan, buried his face in the crook of Fan Yuan's neck, and said in a muffled voice:
"Fan Yuan, I don't want that kind of childish competition."
"I want you."
Fan Yuan held Gu Yang in front of the mirror, in which was reflected two people entangled together.
"I want you more."
"Gu Yang..."
"My Gu Yang."
Fan Yuan whispered in Gu Yang's ear, slowly and firmly, over and over again.
This gemstone mirror that has been lonely for a long time finally found its true use. The smooth surface of the mirror records the unparalleled love and possession between two people.
Gu Yang leaned his back against the cool, smooth mirror surface of the gem and gradually felt warm.
He reached out and gently pulled Fan Yuan's ear, complaining softly:
"Fan Yuan, the mirror is very hot."
Fan Yuan lowered his head and bit Gu Yang's lip. Just as he was about to speak, Gu Yang interrupted him:
"I know, it's not the mirror that's hot, it's me."
"Fan Yuan, you make me so hot."
Fan Yuan turned around and leaned against the mirror:
“It’ll be hotter.”
Gu Yang looked at himself in the mirror, blushed and looked away, but after a while, he couldn't help but look back.
It turns out that his expression was like this.
Fan Yuan stretched out his hand and stroked the hair behind Gu Yang's head and asked him:
"Do you like it?"
Gu Yang knew that Fan Yuan was asking about his own expression, so he didn't answer, but buried his head in Fan Yuan's neck again.
Fan Yuan didn't expect Gu Yang to answer, he just kept talking to himself:
"I love so much."
In the chamber of the Demon Cult leader, love was growing.
In the underground palace on the other side of the Demon Cult, the scene was quite different.
Those decent people didn't expect that they could get the key by just sacrificing Fan Yuan, and they rushed towards the rockery excitedly.
For them, opening a secret door like the one in the rockery would only take some effort.
Once you enter the underground palace, it will be much easier to find the keyhole.
When the entrance to countless treasures opened, the hearts of all decent people began to beat violently.
They rushed in crowdedly, and when they saw the treasures piled all over the floor, some of them noticed the huge mirror next to it.
After all, this huge mirror is also made of gems. If it can be taken out, it can be exchanged for supreme wealth.
The leader, Goatee, stood in front of the mirror and saw countless treasures in it.
He frowned and reached out to touch the mirror:
"This doesn't seem to be a mirror, there is a treasure hidden inside!"
Several other decent people who came before the mirror also saw the countless rare treasures inside, and nodded in agreement, thinking about how to open the mirror.
A few young people in the decent faction felt strange, as they saw many different things in the mirror.
Some people even saw their beloved women in there. They gathered together and discussed in a low voice. They all felt that something was wrong, so they wanted to go find Goatee to discuss it.
Goatbeard was in a state of fascination. He just stared at the mirror and laughed. His laughter was accompanied by intermittent murmurs:
"It's all mine, it's all mine..."
Soon more people had the same situation as Goatee. They turned around and ran towards the countless treasures behind them.
The nightmare began at this moment. The bodies of all those who picked up the treasures instantly rotted and melted, and finally turned into a pool of black water that seeped into the ground.
People kept disappearing, and people kept rushing forward.
They could no longer see anything else but the countless treasures.
The younger generation were frightened by the scene before them and ran back the way they came.
They thought it would be difficult to get out, but unexpectedly they ran out smoothly.
After they went out, not even the people from the Demon Cult came to stop them.
Just like that, they escaped from the evil cult and the nightmare under the underground palace, wanting to bring the news out.
But no matter what they said, no one believed them.
Others would only think that they wanted to keep the wealth for themselves, and those who did not come out of the underground palace would also be understood to have run away with the wealth alone.
The few youngsters who escaped were at a loss as to what to do and could not stop them from organizing people to go to the Demon Cult again.
Under the underground palace, when all the greedy people turned into black water and disappeared, peace returned to the place.
Countless treasures are still scattered on the ground, shining brightly, and the Mirror of Desire stands there quietly.
When all the greedy people who entered the underground palace died and those who could escape had run away, the secret door in the underground palace closed automatically.
The key embedded in the keyhole fell out and hit the ground with a tinkling sound.
The key, which looks like it is made of jade, fell to the ground without any damage. It is still white and clean, waiting for the next person to use it to open the countless treasures.
At that time, the bedroom of the Demon Cult leader also became quiet.
Inside were only scattered robes, messy quilts, and a jeweled mirror standing at the door.
Gu Yang opened his eyes in the morning light, squinted at the unclosed curtains, and immediately buried his head in Fan Yuan's arms again, mumbling:
"You didn't close the curtains!"
After Gu Yang pounced on him, Fan Yuan immediately raised his arms and hugged Gu Yang tightly.
"Did you sleep well?"
Gu Yang opened his mouth and bit Fan Yuan's chest. As if he was not satisfied, he pinched Fan Yuan's waist.
Fan Yuan's waistline was particularly tight, and he didn't need to pinch hard, so he couldn't pinch anything at all, it was just like tickling.
As soon as Gu Yang withdrew his hand, Fan Yuan really tickled him.
Gu Yang, who was laughing until tears came out, was taken to the bathroom by Fan Yuan. He didn't have to move the whole time, and even his feet didn't have to touch the ground, before Fan Yuan cleaned him up and brought him out.
Fan Yuan carried Gu Yang downstairs as if he was a big doll, kissed him on the mouth, and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.
Gu Yang lazily slumped on the sofa, looking at the blue sky outside the window, feeling exceptionally calm.
Days like this, as long as I can spend them with Fan Yuan, every day will make my heart filled with sweetness.
When the match was finished, Fan Yuan immediately began to prepare the golden chrysanthemum ointment.
Although it is a product of the virtual world, the medicines used are all drugs that exist in the real world. They can definitely be prepared, but we don’t know what the effects will be.
Gu Yang didn't expect that he could actually see this golden chrysanthemum ointment again in the real world. It felt a bit strange.
He took the small jar of ointment from Fan Yuan's hand, unscrewed the lid and put it to his nose to sniff. The fragrance seemed to be the same as the golden chrysanthemum ointment in the dream world.
Fan Yuan suddenly grasped Gu Yang's arm, his palm burning:
"Try?"
Gu Yang's arm was burned by Fan Yuan's palm. He immediately stood up and ran to the bathroom:
"I can try it myself!"
Fan Yuan sat there for a few seconds, then stood up and followed.
In the end, Gu Yang still didn't try it himself. Of course, this kind of thing can only be effective if two people try it together.
The final conclusion is that this golden chrysanthemum ointment is indeed the same as the golden chrysanthemum ointment in the dream world and is very effective.
But it is a little different, in that it is not as exaggerated as the effect in the dream world, but it is good enough.
After coming out of this dream world, Fan Yuan suddenly became busy.
Gu Yang thought he was busy with something important until he saw Fan Yuan's notebook in the study.
Title: Delicate Flower Care Diary.
Gu Yang flipped through the notebook in confusion, his face getting redder and redder. Finally, he couldn't help but close the notebook and threw it into the drawer.
But even so, Fan Yuan's "Diary of Care of Delicate Flowers" continues.
Gu Yang tried to stop him, but was pulled aside by Fan Yuan for a serious talk.
The reason is that this is good for both of them, so why not do it
In the end, Gu Yang had no choice but to compromise, and slowly, he even began to agree, because he was the real beneficiary of this diary.
During this holiday, Fan Yuan and Gu Yang used "The Little Match Girl" to travel in various dream worlds until only the last match was left.
Gu Yang lit a match and happily snuggled in bed with Fan Yuan, waiting to enter the dream world.
When he opened his eyes again, Gu Yang saw himself.
This was a very incredible thing. Gu Yang stood in the corner of the room and saw another self.
He walked forward, stood in front of his other self, and waved.
The other self couldn't see him at all, was unaware of his presence.
The other him in front of Gu Yang was looking at the palm of his left hand. Gu Yang also looked down and when he saw the pitiful 5 points on it, he remembered that this was the backstage of Shangshu High School's anniversary performance.
At this time, the other Gu Yang, who only had 5 points, was taking out a bottle of spray from his pocket. He seemed to be uninterested in the spray. He took a look at it and put it back into his pocket, intending to turn around and leave.
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment. He remembered that bottle of spray was a gift from Xiaoshu in his left hand. It should be considered a novice gift package.
It is a bottle of spray that can be used to command others within 5 minutes without leaving any memory on the person being ordered.
What did he do with the spray bottle
Gu Yang recalled carefully, he seemed to order Fan Yuan to kiss him, but Fan Yuan did not fall for it.
But at this moment, the man in front of Gu Yang just put the spray into his pocket and had no intention of doing so.
Gu Yang had a vague feeling in his heart. He took a step forward and rushed into the body of another himself.
The next moment, he found that he had control of this body.
He immediately took out the spray from his pocket and used it on Fan Yuan as before, then said to Fan Yuan:
"Fan Yuan, come and praise me for being handsome."
"Say I'm the prettiest fish you've ever seen."
"Fan Yuan, I order you to kiss me."
When Gu Yang finished saying this, he felt himself being bounced out.
He returned to a state that another self could not see. He looked at the other self and Fan Yuan developing in exactly the same way as before, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Yang opened his eyes and found that he had woken up from the dream world.
He lay down and looked at Fan Yuan beside him.
Fan Yuan is still sleeping, probably still in the dream world.
Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan’s sleeping face and became more certain of one thing.
He and Fan Yuan are a perfect match.
Fan Yuan, Gu Yang.
Yuanyang, it sounds better when they are put together.
After an unknown amount of time, Fan Yuan's eyelashes trembled slightly and he opened his eyes.
Gu Yang smiled at Fan Yuan immediately and said to him:
"I guess you dreamed about me."
Fan Yuan sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, hooked his fingers around the necklace on Gu Yang's neck, and pulled him to lie on his chest.
"What else?"
Gu Yang put his ear to Fan Yuan's heart, listening to his steady heartbeat:
“You also saw yourself.”
Fan Yuan turned over his hand that was placed on the bed, and Gu Yang put his hand on it.
The two people crossed their fingertips and slowly clasped them.
Fan Yuan hugged Gu Yang up and said in a gentle voice:
“Guess what I did?”
Gu Yang shook his head and kissed Fan Yuan's lips several times before answering:
"I can't guess."
Fan Yuan's dark eyes met Gu Yang's lighter eyes. The thick mist in his dark eyes dissipated, revealing only Gu Yang.
"I told Fan Yuan in the past that if a fish is too stupid, don't rush to throw it away. Just raise it and it will..."
Fan Yuan stopped talking halfway. Gu Yang was a little anxious and opened his mouth to bite Fan Yuan's chin to urge him:
"What can I do?"
Fan Yuan tilted his head and looked at the faint light coming through the gap in the curtains.
It's dawn.
In the past, Fan Yuan liked to hide in the darkness with Gu Yang, hiding in the darkness where only they were.
Now Fan Yuan likes to leave a little gap in the curtains, and hug Gu Yang every morning to be warmed by the morning light.
They can wallow in darkness or walk towards dawn.
As long as we hold each other, we are not afraid of anything.
Seeing that Gu Yang was getting anxious, Fan Yuan stopped teasing him.
He bent his head and gently kissed Gu Yang's ear, the tenderness in his voice drowning in the sea.
“You can eat it after you raise it. It’s delicious.”
Gu Yang thought Fan Yuan was going to say something profound, but he didn't expect to get this kind of answer.
He was so angry that he sat up and sat on Fan Yuan, ready to hit him with a pillow. He grabbed the pillow in his hand, raised it high and then dropped it gently.
Fan Yuan took away the pillow that was covering his face and smiled at Gu Yang, a very simple smile that was shown only because of happiness.
Gu Yang watched and started laughing too.
"Fan Yuan."
"Um?"
"I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat?"
They still have a long, long way to go in their lives.
Although the writing begins here, its profound meaning will last forever.
The author has something to say: The extra chapter has been completed, and Xiao Yuanyang is about to say goodbye to everyone!
Although it is very sad, it must end~
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