It was a very affectionate kiss, extremely gentle and extremely long.
Fan Yuan slowly stepped back, looking at Gu Yang who had not yet recovered from his shock, and asked him softly:
"Are you full?"
Gu Yang subconsciously patted his belly, which was still shriveled, and at this moment he let out a very appropriate moan.
Fan Yuan also heard it, and without waiting for Gu Yang to speak, he lowered his head and kissed him again.
This time it was no longer comparable to the gentle drizzle of the past. Gu Yang was completely controlled and gradually lost the ability to think.
It was not until Gu Yang's brain became dizzy due to lack of oxygen that Fan Yuan let him go. The first thing he asked was:
"What about this time? Are you full?"
Gu Yang's breathing was still erratic. He held onto Fan Yuan's arm with both hands and nodded.
Fan Yuan didn't believe it and asked him again:
"Are you really full? Tell the truth."
Gu Yang tilted his head, his ears hidden under his hair vaguely visible, unable to cover up the slight redness on his ears.
"70% full."
After hearing this, Fan Yuan was also a little surprised. He put his hands on the table behind Gu Yang, looked him up and down, and lowered his voice:
"So greedy?"
Gu Yang felt embarrassed after hearing this and raised his hand to push Fan Yuan's chest.
"I'm not going to eat anymore! What a weird setting! It's just a dream anyway, I'm hungry! I won't necessarily die!"
As he said that, Gu Yang was about to jump off the table, but was stopped by Fan Yuan and pushed back down on the table.
"How could I let you starve?"
Then Fan Yuan fed Gu Yang well, and he did not let him go until Gu Yang shouted that he was full between breaths.
After Fan Yuan stepped back, Gu Yang was still slumped on the table, his mind in a mess. He was even thinking that the table was of good quality and that it would be fine for two people to lie on it.
After Gu Yang's breathing stabilized, Fan Yuan pulled him down, held Gu Yang's hand, and in just one step, brought him to a huge natural hot spring.
He reached out and touched Gu Yang's messy long hair, then pushed Gu Yang's back and walked a little forward.
"It's dirty, go down and wash it."
Gu Yang felt a little embarrassed by what he said. Seeing Fan Yuan turned his back to him, he immediately took off his tattered prison uniform, which he found extremely uncomfortable to wear, and got into the hot spring.
The water in the hot spring was just the right temperature, completely relieving Gu Yang's fatigue from the journey. He stretched out his arms and slowly splashed the water onto his body, then lay comfortably on the edge of the hot spring.
Fan Yuan turned around and saw Gu Yang's exposed back.
There was a huge nine-petal lotus depicted on the back. As the demon king of this dream world, many things appeared naturally in Fan Yuan's mind. Compared with Gu Yang who knew nothing, Fan Yuan mastered almost all the knowledge of this dream world, including the origin of the huge nine-petal lotus on Gu Yang's back.
This nine-petal lotus is the symbol of the Holy Church, which is a church that is sworn to fight to the death with the demons. Gu Yang's identity in this dream world is definitely not just a low-level monster.
But so what.
It's just a journey in a dream.
After taking a bath, Gu Yang turned around and saw Fan Yuan still standing with his back to him, his back straight, and the black robe surprisingly suited Fan Yuan.
A brand new red robe was placed beside the hot spring pool at some point. Gu Yang walked out of the water, and the water droplets on his body evaporated automatically.
Gu Yang saw that Fan Yuan had just retracted his gesture and knew that it was Fan Yuan who caused the water droplets to evaporate.
He tore open his robe, picked up the inner garment and put it on, but felt a little embarrassed about the complicated outer robe.
Fan Yuan happened to turn around at this moment and helped Gu Yang put on his outer robe. He put his hand on Gu Yang's long hair, and the long hair was immediately dried.
Gu Yang tugged at his robe, feeling a little uncomfortable, and then he tugged at Fan Yuan's sleeve.
"We two are like ancient people now."
Fan Yuan curled his lips and said, "People in ancient times were not as stupid as you. They don't even know how to wear clothes."
As he spoke, Fan Yuan took Gu Yang's hand and led him back to their previous bedroom.
Gu Yang felt everything here was new and new. He walked around everywhere, but before he had turned around twice, he was grabbed by Fan Yuan and pushed in front of the mirror.
Fan Yuan took the comb and helped Gu Yang comb his long hair bit by bit. At last he tied Gu Yang's hair up high and put a beautiful jade crown on her.
Gu Yang had no interest in the jade crown on his head. He turned around and pounced on Fan Yuan, bumped into Fan Yuan, picked up a strand of Fan Yuan's hair and tied it with a strand of his own hair.
"Look, this is how hair is tied in ancient times, right?"
Fan Yuan lowered his head and stared at the two strands of hair tied together for a long time. In his lowered eyelids, a flash of red light passed by.
He suddenly asked Gu Yang:
"Do you want to see the demon world?"
Gu Yang nodded vigorously:
"Yes! Of course I do! This is a place that only exists in novels! I never thought I would be able to see it with my own eyes one day!"
Fan Yuan did not untie the hair that was tied together for the two people, but directly took Gu Yang's hand and took a step forward.
With just one step, the space changed rapidly, and Fan Yuan had brought Gu Yang to the outside of the Demon Palace.
Gu Yang was amazed at Fan Yuan's ability to shrink the distance into an inch, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Fan Yuan.
"Fan Yuan, you are so amazing!"
Fan Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he took Gu Yang another step forward, arriving at the depths of the uninhabited demon world.
"Everything I have here depends on you."
Gu Yang was shocked by the scene deep in the demon world and didn't pay attention to what Fan Yuan said for a moment, and Fan Yuan didn't care either.
The legendary demon world does not have any luxurious and prosperous scenes. Everywhere you go is desolate, like a silent desert.
The land was charred and there were few plants, except for a few dead trees with bare branches or rotten thorns.
The sky is always pitch black, with only a blood moon and no stars, and there is never any sunlight.
"The demon world is in eternal night, with no day."
Fan Yuan looked at the blood moon in the night sky and spoke to Gu Yang.
Gu Yang did not find this desolate and ugly, but rather it had an exotic beauty.
He dragged Fan Yuan around on the scorched earth covered with thorns, chatting about some meaningless things.
"Eternal night is not bad. I can sleep as long as I want and never have to worry about the sun rising."
They were walking in the depths of the demon world. Three meters away from Fan Yuan, there were ultra-low-level monsters that dared not approach and let out greedy roars. They were the lowest creatures in the demon world, with no reason but the instinct to devour. They were afraid of Fan Yuan but also coveted Gu Yang's flesh and blood.
The pairs of blood-red eyes around were as bright as light bulbs, extremely conspicuous.
But Gu Yang turned a blind eye to the red lights and seemed deaf to the roars around him. He ran around holding Fan Yuan's hand without a trace of fear on his face.
Fan Yuan couldn't help but stop. Gu Yang found that he couldn't pull Fan Yuan anymore, so he turned around and looked at him in confusion:
"Why don't you keep going?"
Fan Yuan tilted his head and gestured to the increasingly numerous low-level monsters that were gathering around him:
"Aren't you afraid?"
Gu Yang looked at Fan Yuan as a matter of course:
"With you here, there's nothing to be afraid of. Besides..."
Halfway through his speech, Gu Yang suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment, raised his fingertips, and spun them around. Several white lights lit up in the air, and the white lights formed sharp arrow feathers that stabbed towards the surroundings. For a moment, the surroundings were filled with wailing and screaming one after another.
Only when the screams stopped completely did Gu Yang let go of his hand and tugged at Fan Yuan's hand again.
"I found that after I had enough food, I could become somewhat capable, and it was all thanks to you."
Fan Yuan looked at Gu Yang deeply, then moved his feet and was dragged away by Gu Yang to continue wandering in the depths of this desolate demon world. However, this time, Fan Yuan never retracted the slightly curled corners of his mouth.
Gu Yang walked without any purpose, just dragging Fan Yuan around, as if as long as Fan Yuan was there, even this barren scorched earth could be a lot of fun to travel in.
Until he saw a flower blooming in the scorched earth. The flower looked like a rose, but its corolla was a circle larger than that of a rose. It grew on a thorny branch and bloomed alone.
This bright red flower is particularly eye-catching in the barren demon world.
Gu Yang let go of Fan Yuan's hand, ran over, stood on tiptoe and carefully picked the flower.
Fan Yuan did not follow. He opened the palm that Gu Yang had released and looked at it. The warmth in his hand that belonged to Gu Yang was quickly fading away. He did not like this feeling, and he had never liked it. However, this feeling seemed to be magnified at this moment.
Gu Yang came over holding a huge crown, took Fan Yuan's hand again, spread out Fan Yuan's five fingers, and placed the flower in Fan Yuan's palm.
However, this bright and beautiful flower withered and rotted into a pile of mud immediately after it came into contact with Fan Yuan's palm. The mud exuded a rotten smell and its previous beauty and fragrance were no longer seen.
Fan Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at the mud in his palm, his eyes slightly cold.
Gu Yang never expected that Fan Yuan had such a dark attribute. He immediately patted the mud off Fan Yuan's palms, grabbed a corner of his robe to help Fan Yuan wipe his palms clean, not caring that his new robe was stained with a conspicuous stain.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Yang placed his chin in Fan Yuan's palm.
He looked up at Fan Yuan, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled obediently:
"Don't look at the flowers, look at me. I'm prettier than the flowers, and I won't go bad."
Fan Yuan simply tightened his five fingers, pinched Gu Yang's chin to make him look up, and at the same time he lowered his head and gradually approached Gu Yang, his black eyes slowly exploring Gu Yang's face, as if observing, or sizing him up.
Gu Yang raised his chin obediently, his lips slightly parted, showing that he had already gotten used to Fan Yuan's waiting posture.
Fan Yuan half-closed his eyes, hiding the red light in his pupils, and looked at Gu Yang, as if he had suddenly realized something:
"Gu Yang, you won't be bad."
The demons have always been creatures that live according to their nature. The higher the level of the demon, the higher their intelligence and the more self-control they have, similar to that of humans.
But in the final analysis, they are not human at all.
For the demons, the more they love something, the more they want to destroy it and ruin it.
The higher the level of the demon, the stronger this powerful and terrifying possessiveness is.
Fan Yuan is set as a demon king in this dream world. The stronger his power is, the stronger his desires become.
Only he himself knew how much he wanted to ruin Gu Yang.
After Fan Yuan finished speaking, he slowly lowered his head.
Gu Yang thought it would be a violent kiss, and he was mentally prepared to have his mouth bitten.
In the end, Fan Yuan just gently kissed the corner of his lips, and whispered against his lips:
"Gu Yang, do you know how much I want to break you? It's not that you won't break, but I just can't bear it."
Gu Yang's eyelashes trembled slightly, he looked up at Fan Yuan, his lips opened and closed, as if he had thousands of words to say, but finally fell silent.
Fan Yuan let go of Gu Yang's chin, and when his hand fell, it brushed across Gu Yang's robe. The dirt left on the corner of Gu Yang's robe when he helped Fan Yuan wipe his hands disappeared completely, as if it had never existed.
"I can't stand anyone hurting you, not even me."
As he spoke, Fan Yuan took a step back, but Gu Yang did not give him the chance to retreat. He strode forward, jumped with both legs, threw himself on Fan Yuan, entangled him with his hands and feet, and rubbed his head against Fan Yuan's chin hard, causing the jade crown on his head to be crooked and his hair to be messed up.
"Fan Yuan, are you stupid? If you want to kiss me, just kiss me. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
Gu Yang spoke in a deliberately gruff voice, completely destroying the wonderful atmosphere between the two of them.
He reached out to grab Fan Yuan's long hair, moved close to Fan Yuan's lips and kissed him.
"Don't forget what I live on now."
There is only a crescent-shaped blood moon in the sky of eternal night. This demonic world is desolate, with corpses scattered all over the scorched earth and thorns growing in every corner.
A cool breeze blew, and Gu Yang's loose hair was blown across his cheeks. He was a little distracted, looking at the blood moon above his head, and his memory was temporarily confused.
It is hard to tell whether this is a magnificent dream created by the golden finger, or it belongs to his and Fan Yuan’s past and present life.
If there really is such a past life and present life, it seems not bad.
He and Fan Yuan should be entangled with each other year after year, generation after generation, and for thousands and thousands of years, never to be separated.
The consequence of Gu Yang's active provocation was that he was kissed unconscious by Fan Yuan. Fan Yuan held Gu Yang, who had fainted in his arms, lowered his head and gently rubbed Gu Yang's forehead with his chin, then walked a few steps with him back to the bedroom.
As soon as he entered the bedroom, Fan Yuan found that there was a person waiting at the door, or rather, a high-level monster.
There are clear levels and complicated positions in this demon palace, and the monster waiting at the entrance of the palace is just a high-ranking monster.
When he saw Fan Yuan carrying Gu Yang back, a hint of disapproval flashed across his face, but he did not say it explicitly. He just lowered his head and knelt on the ground, recounting his purpose in a flat tone.
"Demon King, the Holy Church has been active recently and is gathering people to capture all the demons. After investigation, we found that there are undercover agents from the Holy Church in the Demon Palace."
When the high-level demon said this, he raised his head and glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Gu Yang who was sleeping in Fan Yuan's arms, implying that the undercover agent of the Holy Church was most likely Gu Yang. Only Gu Yang had come to the Demon Palace recently, and as soon as he arrived at the Demon Palace, he attracted the attention of their indifferent Demon King.
Fan Yuan ignored the high-level monster and carefully placed Gu Yang on the bed, then he lay down beside him.
The high-level monster waited and waited, but received no orders from Fan Yuan, so it could only leave in silence.
The Demon King, who has always been cold-blooded and cruel, completely changed his behavior because of a low-level monster. He even made the Demon Palace, which was as cold as winter, as warm as spring. If you tell others about it, people will probably laugh their heads off.
But in recent days, the monsters in the Demon Palace knew that this was not a joke. Their Demon King really played the trick of not attending the morning court for the sake of a low-level monster.
Ever since Gu Yang came here, Fan Yuan took Gu Yang around every day. The two of them took advantage of this rare opportunity to travel all over the Demon Realm.
It's not quite accurate to say it's a trip, because the demon world is just like that, with eternal night, blood moon, and scorched earth.
They always went for a walk in a deserted place, and often the walk ended up kissing in a corner.
Fan Yuan kept his word and never let Gu Yang go hungry. It's not that he was hungry; he simply fed Gu Yang too well. Every time, Gu Yang would shout that he didn't want to eat anymore, only then would Fan Yuan let him go.
They had a lot of fun in this dream world, and didn't care about what the outside world said, until one day, the Demon King's Seal was lost, and the Demon Palace was in complete chaos.
All high-level monsters gathered in the Demon Palace to discuss the whereabouts of the Demon King's Seal.
Their suspicious gazes were directed at Gu Yang, who was sitting on the throne with Fan Yuan, and the malice in their eyes was not concealed at all.
Gu Yang was being stared at by so many vicious eyes. He yawned out of boredom and leaned his head on Fan Yuan's shoulder.
Fan Yuan was leaning against the armrest on one side of the throne, with one knee on the throne and the other leg on the ground. Gu Yang was sitting beside his legs, with his back against Fan Yuan's bent legs and his head resting on Fan Yuan's shoulder.
Both of them had no impression of the Demon King's Seal and had no interest in it.
The high-level monsters below were already arguing in a mess. The Demon King's Seal was of vital importance to the demon clan and the entire Demon Palace.
With the Demon King's Seal, one can pass through the blood sea abyss outside the Demon Realm without any harm and directly reach the interior of the Demon Realm. If the Holy Church takes away the Demon King's Seal, they can directly lead an army to attack the Demon Palace.
Several high-ranking monsters could no longer wait and stepped forward to accuse Gu Yang, believing that Gu Yang was a spy sent by the Holy Church. They demanded that the Demon King immediately capture Gu Yang and put him in Purgatory Prison for severe trial.
Fan Yuan played with a strand of Gu Yang's black hair with his fingertips, turning a deaf ear to the messy remarks below.
Gu Yang looked up at Fan Yuan and hooked his finger:
"They want you to arrest me."
Fan Yuan gently pulled Gu Yang's hair, asked Gu Yang to come closer to him, reached out and grabbed the back of Gu Yang's neck and squeezed it lightly, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
"I got it."
Gu Yang was amused by Fan Yuan, and he grabbed a strand of hair to tickle Fan Yuan's neck. The two of them laughed and made a lot of noise on the high throne, which made the high-level monsters under the throne very angry.
The great demon king Fan Yuan was indifferent to the disappearance of the demon king seal. The high-level demons were anxious but had no backbone, so the matter was delayed.
At night, Gu Yang woke up from his sleep because of hunger.
He had just been fed by Fan Yuan before going to bed, but he didn't expect to wake up hungry in the middle of the night.
These past few days, Gu Yang discovered that he could eat more and more, but he was too embarrassed to say it. After all, the food he ate now was really unspeakable.
When Gu Yang woke up, he curled up into a ball holding his stomach and endured it quietly. However, the sound of his stomach became louder and louder, and Fan Yuan woke up.
Fan Yuan didn't even open his eyes, he just reached out and pulled Gu Yang over.
The quilt was covered over the two people's heads again. The temperature in the Demon Palace, which had been as warm as spring since Gu Yang's arrival, was getting higher and higher, gradually moving from the warmth of spring to the heat of summer.
There seemed to be two restless rabbits hiding under the thick silk quilt on the Demon King's huge bed. The Demon Realm was in eternal night and it took a long time for the noise to subside.
The quilt was pulled down again, revealing Gu Yang's flushed face and sweaty forehead.
Fan Yuan reached out to help Gu Yang wipe the sweat off. Gu Yang closed his eyes and seemed to be extremely tired. After feeling the warmth of Fan Yuan's fingertips, he shrank back and murmured:
"I'm not going to eat anymore. I'm so full. I really can't eat anymore."
Gu Yang stepped back, and Fan Yuan came over, pressed Gu Yang's shoulders to help him wipe the sweat off his forehead, and finally whispered in Gu Yang's ear:
"It's just a deep kiss, can it make you full?"
Gu Yang then opened his eyes, the corners of his eyes were red, and he looked at Fan Yuan with shame and helplessness that he couldn't hide.
"You are simply... I am almost dying!"
Fan Yuan embraced Gu Yang and patted him on the back:
"You are too stupid. You still can't learn to breathe after all this time."
Every time Gu Yang was full, he would start to push Fan Yuan away, but the next time he was hungry, he would take the initiative to move closer to him.
Fan Yuan let Gu Yang come and go, but he could never escape his sight.
The two people seemed to be on vacation in this dream world, until one day the alarm bells in the Demon Palace rang.
The Holy Church appeared directly inside the Demon Realm with a large army and was attacking the Demon Palace at lightning speed.
The demons were in a panic, and high-level demons led their troops out to fight.
The entire Demon Palace was in chaos, but Fan Yuan and Gu Yang were still sitting on the throne chatting as if nothing had to do with them.
"Your dream is quite complicated." Fan Yuan said casually while gently stroking Gu Yang's long hair again and again.
Gu Yang nestled in Fan Yuan's arms and looked at the chaotic demon army below, and he also felt strange.
"Are you not going to care about them? They are going to go out and fight with that Holy Religion. The people of that Holy Religion actually have white wings, like angels."
Fan Yuan said indifferently: "It's just an illusion, why waste your energy."
Gu Yang thought so too, so he nestled in Fan Yuan's arms and watched the show together.
The demons passing by were completely disappointed to see that their Demon King was still in this state, and their eyes were full of resentment when they looked at Gu Yang.
The leaderless demon army was quickly defeated by the followers of the Holy Church. They retreated step by step and were finally forced into the center of the Demon Palace.
There was a fierce fight under the throne, with blood splattered everywhere. The two people on the throne were warm and affectionate, ignoring everyone else.
Until the blood of a Holy Church believer splashed on Gu Yang's cheek, a drop of bright red blood slowly slid down Gu Yang's cheek, leaving a long line of blood.
Fan Yuan narrowed his black eyes slightly, and a red light gradually emerged in them.
"Your face is stained."
Gu Yang didn't take it seriously and raised his hand to wipe it, but Fan Yuan grabbed his wrist.
Fan Yuan took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the blood off Gu Yang's cheek bit by bit. Then the handkerchief burned to ashes in Fan Yuan's palm.
Gu Yang tilted his head and let Fan Yuan wipe his cheek, looking curiously into Fan Yuan's eyes. At this moment, Fan Yuan's eyes were slowly being stained with blood, until the black disappeared, leaving only blood red, and deep in the blood red was the tyranny and cruelty that had escaped from the sea of blood.
Gu Yang, on the other hand, showed no fear at all. He stretched out his fingertips and tapped the corner of Fan Yuan's eyes, praising him sincerely:
"Fan Yuan, it turns out that your eyes look so beautiful even when they turn red."
After hearing Gu Yang's praise, Fan Yuan moved closer to Gu Yang so that Gu Yang could observe his eyes from a closer distance.
"Really? If it's good, look at it more."
Gu Yang really stared at her carefully, and the two of them looked at each other seriously, with only each other in their eyes.
The saint who had just splashed blood on Gu Yang's cheek had already turned into dust in the wind.
Until a cold sneer interrupted the stare between the two people:
"I never thought that the little spy sent by my Holy Church could really make the usually cold-blooded and ruthless Demon King indulge in this."
After hearing this, Gu Yang blinked in confusion and turned to look.
The war under the throne has ended, the demons have been defeated, and the believers of the Holy Church have gathered under the throne with great momentum.
A high-level monster found this failure unbelievable, and the more so, the deeper his hatred for Gu Yang became.
He no longer cared about the group of saints and flew directly to the throne, wanting to take Gu Yang's life.
But before the monster got even one meter close to the throne, it turned into a pile of ashes and fell to the ground as it swooped down.
The leader of the Holy Church saw this scene and laughed out loud:
"Devil, oh devil, are you so obsessed with this lowly little spy?"
Gu Yang pointed at himself and asked hesitantly:
"The spy you're talking about is me?"
Gu Yang was completely confused. Wasn't his character a low-level monster? How did he become a spy of the demon clan
At this time, a high-level monster walked out of the demon camp and slowly walked towards the Holy Church camp.
As it walked forward, the appearance of the monster kept changing. White wings grew behind it, and it took off its black demon robe, revealing the pure white religious clothing underneath.
This monster holds a high position in the Demon Palace. Unexpectedly, he is also a spy hidden by the Holy Church.
After he entered the Holy Church's camp, he waved to Gu Yang.
"Why don't you come quickly? I thought you wouldn't be of any use, but you turned out to be quite useful. If you hadn't held the Demon King hostage, I might not have been able to steal the Demon King's Seal."
After hearing what the Holy Church believer said, Gu Yang leaned back even further into Fan Yuan's arms.
"Are you crazy? Do I have to go over if you tell me to?"
Gu Yang, who had Fan Yuan's support, was very brave and was not afraid of this group of saints at all.
The face of the holy believer who was called a lunatic twisted, and he simply waved his hand. A ray of light enveloped Gu Yang. Fan Yuan found that he could not block the light, and immediately went to look at Gu Yang in his arms.
"I think you are addicted to pretending to be a monster!" The saint scolded Gu Yang.
Gu Yang's body, enveloped in the light, began to change. His jet-black hair gradually turned snow-white from the ends, and the white continued to spread upwards, eventually turning all his black hair white. Not only his hair, but even Gu Yang's eyelashes and pupils turned silver-white. Then a pair of white wings spread out behind Gu Yang, and white feathers fluttered around the two of them.
Gu Yang looked back in surprise at the long-lost big wings behind him, and they flashed twice happily.
"Look, Fan Yuan! I've grown wings again, but this time they're white!"
Fan Yuan reached out and touched Gu Yang's wing, pressing along the edge of the wing all the way to the shoulder blade at the base of the wing.
"I saw it."
Fan Yuan gently touched the base of his wings, and the long-lost feeling made Gu Yang tremble all over.
So much time has passed, but Fan Yuan's habit of touching the base of his wings has not changed.
The Saint looked at Gu Yang's changes with satisfaction, and ordered Gu Yang to come over.
"Why don't you come over! Do you want to betray the Holy Church?"
Gu Yang sat in Fan Yuan's arms. He stretched out his hand and pulled one of his white wings to examine it. He carefully selected and plucked out some soft feathers from the inside of the wing. As soon as he plucked them out, he squinted his eyes in pain.
“It hurts.”
Then he placed the feather in Fan Yuan's palm:
"Here you go. I have the black feathers. Please keep the white ones as well."
Fan Yuan pinched the end of the feather and scratched Gu Yang's cheek with the fluff:
"Are you stupid? You can't take things out of your dreams."
Gu Yang was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and patted his forehead:
"I forgot."
The ignored Saint Christian's face turned red with anger, and he roared at Gu Yang:
"Are you deaf?"
Gu Yang then picked his ears and looked down, saying in a very casual and relaxed tone:
"Yes, I rebelled."
After saying that, he hugged Fan Yuan's waist and pressed his cheek into Fan Yuan's arms.
"Can't you see? I'm mesmerized by the beauty of the Great Devil. I won't go back to your weird holy religion anymore."
After Gu Yang took the initiative to throw himself into Fan Yuan's arms, a little bit of black color slowly appeared on the edge of the white wings behind him.
Fan Yuan stared at the black color on the edge of Gu Yang's wings, as if he was fascinated.
"Gu Yang."
Hearing Fan Yuan calling him, Gu Yang looked up, and as soon as he looked up, he was deeply kissed by Fan Yuan.
In the center of the devil's palace filled with chaos and blood, two people sat on the throne and kissed as if no one was around.
As the kiss deepened, the black color on the edge of the white wings behind Gu Yang gradually moved towards the center. The black color, like a living thing, slowly enveloped Gu Yang.
The holy white color was gradually stained by black. In front of all the believers of the Holy Church, the Great Devil dragged their follower Gu Yang into the demon clan and they fell into depravity together.
Gu Yang was released by Fan Yuan while he was dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, they had returned to their dark color.
He slammed his head on Fan Yuan's chest and complained in a vague way:
"It's over. Now I've really become a monster that lives on love."
Fan Yuan gently brushed Gu Yang's black wings:
"Isn't this good? I won't let you starve."
"Black suits you better than white."
The saints under the throne could not bear it anymore and rushed forward waving their weapons. When they came within a one-meter radius of the throne, they were reduced to ashes one after another. This time, not even a piece of their clothes was left. They all disappeared into the air and became endless dust.
The entire Demon Palace suddenly became a silent comedy. Not only the saints, but even the demons were scattered like dust. Then the Demon Palace began to shake violently, and countless stones and ruins fell down.
Fan Yuan and Gu Yang were still leaning on the throne. Gu Yang wrapped Fan Yuan with his black wings and quietly nestled in his arms, looking at the falling stones and asking:
"Is this dream about to end? Aren't we leaving here?"
Fan Yuan lowered his head and kissed Gu Yang's forehead, and said with regret:
"Is it time to end? It's all a dream anyway, where can I run to?"
Gu Yang thought so too, and nestled in Fan Yuan's arms without moving. The rocks thrown at them would break into powder before landing, and both of them would still be spotless.
He joked:
"Fan Yuan, if this is not a dream, we will die here along with this collapsed Demon Palace, what should we do?"
After hearing this, Fan Yuan looked at the top of the Demon Palace which had almost collapsed in half, and asked Gu Yang softly:
"Wouldn't it be nice to sleep here with me?"
Gu Yang propped himself up with his arms, leaned on Fan Yuan's shoulders, and whispered to Fan Yuan in his ear:
“I couldn’t ask for more.”
"boom-"
The towering palace completely collapsed into a wasteland. This devil palace that spanned tens of millions of years of time and space was burned down at this moment.
In Fan Yuan’s small villa.
Gu Yang and Fan Yuan opened their eyes at the same time. It was already slightly bright outside, and the morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains.
The two people on the big bed turned their heads and smiled at each other.
"Fan Yuan, you're awake." Gu Yang climbed up and lay in front of Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan looked at Gu Yang who had returned to normal, and thought of the long and realistic dream he had last night, so he didn't speak for a long time.
The strong possessiveness and destructive desire in the demon blood seemed to have not yet been separated from Fan Yuan's body at this time.
Fan Yuan stood up and pressed directly on Gu Yang's back.
Gu Yang was still lying down when suddenly Fan Yuan pressed down on his back. He struggled for a bit but found that he could not resist.
"Fan Yuan, why are you pressing me down?"
Fan Yuan put his face on the back of Gu Yang's neck and bit it lightly.
"Don't move, let me stay like this for a while."
Gu Yangzhen was very obedient and stopped moving. He lay on the bed, scratching the quilt with his fingertips again and again, saying:
"Fan Yuan, I find that you look particularly good when you have long hair, wear ancient costumes, and have red eyes."
Fan Yuan's black eyes slowly began to turn red from the edges. He did not speak, but just put the tip of his nose against Gu Yang's aorta and sniffed lightly.
Gu Yang's stomach growled at this moment:
“I’m so hungry.”
Fan Yuan finally got up from Gu Yang, and while sitting up, he pulled Gu Yang up as well.
Gu Yang sat up and turned around, he saw Fan Yuan’s red eyes.
"Fan Yuan, your eyes..."
Fan Yuan raised his hand and touched the corner of his eyes. Gu Yang took the phone, turned on the front camera and handed it to Fan Yuan.
"Your eyes turned red, just like in the dream. Could it be that some of the characters in the dream were brought into reality?"
Gu Yang guessed and was extremely shocked. He moved closer to Fan Yuan to look into his eyes.
The closer he got, the hungrier he felt.
Gu Yang vaguely discovered that it seemed that not only some of Fan Yuan’s personality were brought out from the dream, but even the personality that he was too embarrassed to talk about was brought into reality.
The rumbling sound of his stomach was loud enough for both of them to hear. Fan Yuan threw away his phone and looked at Gu Yang with red eyes.
"Hungry?"
Gu Yang nodded, grabbed Fan Yuan's collar and pulled it down, then leaned close to Fan Yuan's ear and whispered:
"Fan Yuan, feed me..."
Fan Yuan lowered his head, his red eyes filled with deep desire:
"Yes, sir."
Fan Yuan, who had been set up as a great devil, had the restraint buried in his bones and blood thrown into a corner. His blood was replaced by the madness, possession, control, and destruction of the demons. All those who had been suppressed and restrained would face a huge backlash at this moment.
Gu Yang didn't know what kind of Fan Yuan he was about to face. He was just trying hard to fill his stomach. His eyes occasionally drifted across the palm of his left hand. Just as he saw the rising favorability, before he could see clearly, Fan Yuan clenched his hands together.
In a daze, Gu Yang was thinking, what was the favorability level I just saw
48 points.
A dream world increased Fan Yuan's favorability by 3 points.
The quilt on the bed was kicked to the end of the bed by two people, and the matchbox next to the pillow fell to the ground.
The box was slightly opened, revealing the five matches left inside. The red tops of the matches glowed slightly.
In the wonderful fairy tale world, there is nothing it cannot do, except what you can't think of.
The author has something to say: The Great Devil Fan Yuan: Gu Yang, come here.
Gu Yang: I'm not going to eat anymore because I'm burping. I really am not going to eat anymore. qaq
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