Fan Yuan relied on obtaining energy from Gu Yang's body to hold out for a few more days against the attacks from the Dark God.
But the Dark God has lived for tens of thousands of years after all, and the power accumulated in his body is far greater than the rapid increase in Fan Yuan's power in the past few days.
When cracks began to appear again in the barrier protecting the prison tower, it was not just one or two. Under a heavy blow from the Dark God, the entire protective barrier was covered with cracks as fine as spider webs. With just a few more hits, the barrier would be broken.
An excited and ferocious expression appeared on the Dark God's face. He raised the sword in his hand high and struck it down hard again.
This time, a hole immediately appeared in the barrier that was already overwhelmed, and starting from the edge of the hole, fragments of the barrier were gradually disappearing.
In the prison tower, the black mist around Fan Yuan surged, and he was unable to repair the barrier even a little bit.
The black iron chain coiled around the wall was moving rapidly and violently, just like Fan Yuan's mood.
Gu Yang watched as the black mist on Fan Yuan's body became thicker and thicker, and intuitively felt that Fan Yuan was going to do something bad, so he immediately stepped forward, grabbed Fan Yuan's wrist, and pulled it hard.
"Fan Yuan, what are you going to do!"
At this time, Gu Yang was already wearing a complete robe, but it was still Fan Yuan's, and it looked very loose.
When Gu Yang touched Fan Yuan, the black mist on his body immediately dissipated a lot, as if afraid of hurting Gu Yang, and then gathered again behind Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan put his hand on the back of Gu Yang's neck, pulled him in front of him, and kissed him hard on the lips.
"I told you I wouldn't let anyone touch you."
After he finished speaking, Fan Yuan pushed Gu Yang away. The pitch-black iron chain formed a wall between the two of them, preventing Gu Yang from getting close to Fan Yuan anymore.
The black fog surrounding Fan Yuan was so thick that he could hardly be seen. The black fog was still shrinking rapidly and becoming thicker and thicker, as if it would turn into a bomb and explode at any time.
bomb!
Gu Yang rushed to the iron chain and pulled it hard with both hands. The iron chain made a loud rattling noise, but it couldn't be opened at all.
"Fan Yuan, you want to self-destruct!"
When Fan Yuan heard Gu Yang's shout, he paused. He was surrounded by thick black fog. Gu Yang could not see Fan Yuan's expression. He only heard Fan Yuan say coldly:
"It's just a dream. I can't die."
This is just a dream world. Even if Fan Yuan blew himself up and died here, when they opened their eyes, they would return to reality.
Gu Yang knew this better than anyone else, but he couldn't accept it.
He was anxious, and when Fan Yuan was about to walk out of the prison tower, he turned around and pushed open a window on the side.
As soon as the window was opened, a strong wind blew in, blowing up Gu Yang's black robe.
His long sleeves rustled in the strong wind. Gu Yang shouted Fan Yuan's name as he climbed out of the window, his thin white legs resting outside the window. He held on to the shaking window with only one hand and turned to look at Fan Yuan.
"Fan Yuan, if you dare to self-destruct, I will jump from here."
In the past few days, as the Dark God's attacks became more and more fierce, more and more natives of the Dark World gathered under the prison tower.
They were all extremely excited, waiting for their great dark god to break through the tall prison tower and throw down the God-King who was once out of their reach, to be torn apart and devoured by them.
If Gu Yang really jumped down from here, he would surely be crushed to pieces.
Fan Yuan really didn't move, and the thick black fog rolled and stayed in place.
Fan Yuan, who was wrapped in black fog, did not make any sound for a long time. He seemed to just be looking at Gu Yang.
Gu Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fan Yuan stopped moving.
He took out the small knife he had prepared long ago from his bosom, released his hand that was holding the window sash, and sat down by the window, swaying.
The thick black fog couldn't help but move a step closer to Gu Yang, then stopped.
Gu Yang placed the blade of the dagger against his wrist. The strong wind outside the window messed up Gu Yang's hair and obscured his eyebrows.
His voice sounded calm and clear, proving that he had planned to do this a long time ago and it was not done in a moment of urgency.
"Fan Yuan, you said before that the way to give you strength is to eat me. I guess you were not joking. But I know you don't want to hurt me or harm me in the slightest, but there must be other ways to give you strength."
"In the dream world, everything is possible, so I thought of blood."
When Gu Yang said this, he slashed his wrist with a dagger.
Bright red blood instantly gushed out, flowed down his thin wrist, and dripped from the window into the dense clouds below.
After a while, excited roars were heard from under the clouds.
Gu Yang stretched his bleeding wrist out of the window:
"Do you want to watch my blood being eaten by those disgusting people?"
As he spoke, Gu Yang extended his other hand towards Fan Yuan, with his palm open, as if he was eager to get closer:
"Fan Yuan, come here. As long as you come here, all of this will be yours."
Gu Yang raised his injured wrist, and his wide sleeves slipped down. Bright red blood flowed down along the wound on his wrist, leaving a long red line on his fair arm.
The red line slowly slid across the elbow and flowed toward the shoulder, like some kind of countdown.
Just as the blood beads disappeared into the pitch-black sleeves, Fan Yuan suddenly rushed over.
The black mist around him disappeared when he rushed in front of Gu Yang. Gu Yang saw that the black patterns on Fan Yuan's face were slowly growing, spreading from his cheeks to his neck.
Gu Yang lowered his raised wrist, with the wound on his wrist facing upwards, and handed it to Fan Yuan.
"Here, eat it."
Fan Yuan stared at Gu Yang fiercely with his dark eyes for a moment. He could no longer bear it and lowered his head to swallow the blood that kept flowing out.
This blood carries an enormous power that no one can ignore. It is fragrant, warm, attractive and deadly.
The Dark God was much closer to Fan Yuan and Gu Yang than the group of natives below who could only roar but could not get up. He saw with his own eyes that the God King Gu Yang took the initiative to cut his wrist to lure Fan Yuan over to drink his blood.
Before this, the Dark God always thought that Gu Yang was forced by Fan Yuan.
After all, being betrayed by the child you raised, deprived of divine power, and destroying the realm of gods, this is a blood feud no matter how you listen to it or how you look at it.
Therefore, the Dark God has been threatening Fan Yuan by saying that he cannot force Fan Yuan to devour Gu Yang's flesh and blood, or he will be backfired and explode.
But if all this was done voluntarily by Gu Yang... The Dark God clenched the sword in his hand, and the movement of smashing it down was a little panic.
After devouring the flesh and blood of the God King who has existed for tens of thousands of years like him, Fan Yuan will become omnipotent. By then, even his life will be threatened. At this time, the purpose of the Dark God's attack on the Prison Tower is no longer simply to fight for Gu Yang's flesh and blood, but more for his own life.
The Dark God, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, felt the threat to his life for the first time, from a traitor named Fan Yuan, whom he had never taken seriously and looked down upon.
The barrier that should have fallen apart immediately, after the Dark God struck it, the cracks in the broken spider web slowly shrank, merged, and finally disappeared.
What appeared before the Dark God was a stronger and more solid barrier that seemed to have never been destroyed.
This scene made the Dark God's heart sink. He did not dare to stop and continued to attack the barrier again and again.
In front of him, Gu Yang's legs were still hanging outside the window, but his body was leaning in Fan Yuan's arms behind him.
Fan Yuan lowered his head, held Gu Yang's wrist, put it to his lips and swallowed continuously. Gu Yang glanced sideways at Fan Yuan's cheek covered with strange black lines, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it.
When he moved, Fan Yuan thought he was in pain, so he stopped swallowing immediately, let go of Gu Yang's wrist, and his breath smelled of blood.
"Does it hurt?" Fan Yuan's hoarse voice seemed to indicate that his sanity was hovering on the edge of madness, but he was trying his best to restrain himself.
Gu Yang simply raised his hands, and ran his fingertips into Fan Yuan's black hair, ruffling his hair. This was a newfound pleasure he had recently discovered.
The uneaten blood slowly dripped down. Gu Yang put his wrist to Fan Yuan's lips and urged him:
"Eat it quickly, don't waste it."
Fan Yuan bit the wound on his wrist again, but his dark eyes kept looking at Gu Yang.
After swallowing several mouthfuls of blood, Fan Yuan lowered his head and ate all the blood that had dripped down his arm, then immediately bit his wrist.
Gu Yang raised the corner of his mouth towards Fan Yuan, comforting him, then turned to look out the window.
He didn't look at the Dark God who was madly attacking the barrier, but looked behind the Dark God.
Behind the Dark God, a beam of light rising into the sky was standing there quietly.
When Gu Yang and Fan Yuan came to this dream world, he had been stripped of his divine power and could not get it back for the time being.
These days, whenever Gu Yang had free time, he would run to the door to observe the golden light. Gradually, he could feel his connection with the golden light becoming stronger and stronger. Although he still could not take the golden light power back into his body, he could still control it.
After all, that power came from the power that had been accumulated in his body for tens of thousands of years.
Gu Yang's other uninjured hand stretched out in the direction of the golden light, with his five fingers spread out and then slowly closed.
The golden light that no one had been able to shake suddenly shrank and became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a small ball of light and fell into Gu Yang's palm.
Seeing this scene, the Dark God's men stopped swinging their swords, and infinite despair surged in their hearts.
If Gu Yang took the initiative to hand this thing over to Fan Yuan, then everything would be over.
Gu Yang held the warm ball of light in his palm and handed it to Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan, however, did not move. He quickly swallowed Gu Yang's blood while staring at Gu Yang with his bottomless eyes.
The lines on his face seemed to come alive, and even his arms were covered with black lines.
Gu Yang now has a special physique, and his blood can easily make anyone addicted and lose their mind.
Fan Yuan seemed to be deeply trapped in it at this time, and Gu Yang even suspected that Fan Yuan's sanity was on the verge of collapse.
But what needs to be done still needs to be done. Gu Yang calmed down and gently pulled his arm back, but Fan Yuan immediately grabbed his wrist tightly as if protecting his food.
"It hurts."
Gu Yang lowered his eyes, tears gathered in his eyes, and in a moment they slid down from the corners of his eye sockets.
After the tears flowed, Gu Yang clearly felt that Fan Yuan's blood swallowing speed slowed down.
Gu Yang came close to Fan Yuan, raised his neck, touched the tip of his nose to the tip of Fan Yuan's nose, and repeated:
"Fan Yuan, it hurts."
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Yuan suddenly let go of Gu Yang's wrist and turned his head to the other side, not even daring to look at Gu Yang again.
Gu Yang's super strong physique allowed the wound on his wrist to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. He had lost too much blood, his lips turned pale, and his complexion did not look good.
Fan Yuan loosened his grip on Gu Yang's hand and suddenly stepped back from the window, as if he felt guilty, or as if he was afraid that he would lose control and hurt Gu Yang again.
Gu Yang achieved his goal. He immediately wiped the tears from his face, turned around, jumped into the house from the window, and walked towards Fan Yuan.
Every time he moved closer, Fan Yuan took a step back.
Gu Yang was stubborn and kept chasing after Fan Yuan, pressing him against the wall.
The pitch-black iron chains climbing up the wall revealed Fan Yuan's mood at the moment. They were moving around restlessly, making sounds of metal collision.
Gu Yang put the golden ball into his mouth, stood on tiptoe and pressed Fan Yuan's shoulders, and blew a breath into Fan Yuan's mouth, trying to ease the atmosphere.
But this didn't seem to work, so Fan Yuan simply put his hands behind his back and tilted his head to one side. He finally spoke, but his voice was full of self-blame:
"Gu Yang, stay away from me, I can't control myself."
Fan Yuan asked him to stay away, but Gu Yang refused.
Gu Yang leaned over and started yelling in pain again.
"Fan Yuan, it hurts so much..."
Gu Yang kept shouting to stop, and Fan Yuan finally couldn't help but lower his head to look at Gu Yang.
The Dark God outside the barrier was still diligently attacking the barrier, but the God King inside the barrier pushed the traitor who betrayed and imprisoned him against the wall, quietly begging for comfort.
"Fan Yuan, kiss me, kiss me, and I won't feel any pain anymore."
Fan Yuan still had his hands behind his back, but the iron chain on the wall could no longer be controlled and slowly moved closer to Gu Yang, tentatively sticking to Gu Yang's ankles. Seeing that Gu Yang did not dislike it or resist, he quickly wrapped it around him.
"It's a bit cold." Gu Yang expressed his opinion on these chains.
Fan Yuan stretched out his hands from behind his back, but still kept them hanging down at his sides in restraint.
At this time, Gu Yang whispered into Fan Yuan's ear:
"I prefer the heat you give me."
The next moment, Fan Yuan's hands finally tightly embraced Gu Yang.
Gu Yang felt relieved even though his mouth was blocked. When Fan Yuan was immersed in the act, he pushed the small ball of light into Fan Yuan's throat.
The small ball of light that was willingly pushed into another person's body by its owner was warm and soft, and instantly merged with the original power in Fan Yuan's body, forming a friendly relationship.
In an instant, countless black fogs completely filled the room, and countless black iron chains emerged from the black fog and rushed out of the barrier.
The Dark God was directly repelled by the barrier during his next attack, and was then chased and strangled by countless pitch-black chains.
He was a dark god who had lived for tens of thousands of years, but at this moment he looked so embarrassed that it was a little ridiculous.
There were countless chains. Even if the Dark God dodged one, there were still countless more waiting for him.
The iron chains that were chasing the Dark God were no longer obedient in front of Gu Yang. They were extremely ferocious and finally trapped the Dark God in a small area and strangled him directly. The process was so fast that the Dark God didn't even let out a scream.
As the Dark God was strangled, the equally terrifying power in him was immediately absorbed by Fan Yuan. Then countless iron chains rushed to the bottom of the prison tower and strangled all the indigenous people who had coveted Gu Yang one by one.
Gu Yang could hear the shrill screams coming from below, but he couldn't push away Fan Yuan in front of him.
In the past, Gu Yang always stuck to Fan Yuan like a small sticky cake. Now, Fan Yuan is a sticky cake that has been strengthened into a dog-skin plaster-like sticky cake. Once it sticks to Gu Yang, it can never be torn off.
Fortunately, the Dark God has disappeared now. In this dream world, there is no one who can threaten them anymore. Gu Yang is not in a hurry to push Fan Yuan away and allows Fan Yuan to stick to him madly.
However, what Gu Yang did not expect was that after the two huge powers of the God King and the Dark God were absorbed by Fan Yuan, the vortex of power caused was so large that it sucked the entire space in. They were unable to even react and immediately disappeared along with the entire world.
When Gu Yang opened his eyes, he was still a little dazed.
Are they... so powerful that they destroyed the dream world directly
Because the dream world was destroyed, it was still dark when they woke up.
Fan Yuan turned on the bedside lamp, sat up, and was fiddling with his cell phone.
Gu Yang also climbed up and wanted to get closer to Fan Yuan to check the time on his phone.
As soon as he got closer, he saw dark lines growing from Fan Yuan's chest and slowly climbing up to Fan Yuan's left cheek. Black mist was emanating from his body, and then Gu Yang felt a chill on his ankle.
He immediately threw back the quilt, and under the warm yellow light of the bedside lamp, he saw a pitch-black iron chain slowly climbing up from the side of the bed and wrapping around his ankle. He was discovered at this moment and began to lie still, pretending to be dead.
Gu Yang ignored the chain on his ankle and turned to look at Fan Yuan.
Fan Yuan had already put down his phone and answered the question that Gu Yang just wanted to know in a very telepathic way.
"It's 4:30 in the morning."
Gu Yang nodded and pointed to his ankle:
“What is this?”
Fan Yuan simply stopped covering up, and stopped pretending to be dead with the chain. It slowly wrapped around Gu Yang's ankles like a nimble snake.
Gu Yang noticed with his sharp eyes that another iron chain was crawling over from behind Fan Yuan, and Fan Yuan himself was also approaching.
Seeing the strange pattern on Fan Yuan's face becoming more and more obvious, Gu Yang pouted his lips and moved closer.
Okay, Fan Yuan’s extraordinary attributes after absorbing the power of the God King and the Dark God were brought into the real world. Not only that, Gu Yang felt that after Fan Yuan was influenced by the setting of the dream world, his vaguely immature personality was also brought out.
The reason why Gu Yang made such a guess was that after Fan Yuan turned Gu Yang over and over, he took out his mobile phone, hugged Gu Yang and took another photo, and posted it on his Moments at 6:30 in the morning.
Half past six is the time when the students just get up.
As soon as they got up, picked up their phones, opened their Moments, and were hit by a huge visual shock.
Their perfect Mr. Fan, Mr. Fan, has posted to Moments again! Another group photo! Another dog abuse!
It’s still the familiar short caption and a photo.
Fan Yuan did not let Gu Yang show his face in this photo. Gu Yang guessed that the main reason was that the color of his cheeks was too bright and red at the time, so bright that he himself did not dare to look at it.
As for the real reason, only Fan Yuan himself knows it.
In the photo, Gu Yang sat in Fan Yuan's arms with his back to the camera. The shirt he wore was loose, revealing the back of his neck and a little bit of his shoulders. Fan Yuan hid his face in Gu Yang's shoulders, leaving only a pair of dark eyes exposed. He held Gu Yang's neck with one hand and held a mobile phone in the other hand as he took this photo.
The photo only captured Gu Yang's upper body, without showing his legs without pants.
Caption: Mine.
It is very concise and very much in the style of Fan Yuan himself.
At first glance, the whole photo seems to be nothing special.
But, do you think your classmates are all fools
It was such an obvious posture. If Gu Yang wasn't sitting on Fan Yuan, how else could he have positioned his body!
What’s more, it’s half past six in the morning!
Post this kind of photo!
What's the meaning
What do you want to express
There were immediate replies to this post on WeChat Moments, with students from Class 1, Grade 3 saying that they had never been so in sync with each other as they were at this moment.
Meng Zhan: Damn!
Pan Fei: Yeah!
Chai Jingqiu: One!
When Li Ziyan saw this post on WeChat Moments this morning, she immediately spat out a mouthful of milk.
He looked at the three neat comments in front. Li Ziyan, who had been a little led astray by Pan Fei, couldn't control his thumb and quickly lined up to post a comment.
Li Ziyan: Night!
After Li Ziyan finished her comment, the comments below became more neat, all consisting of four words plus an exclamation mark.
A class committee member: I worked all night!
Sports Committee Member of a class: Worked all night!
…
Gu Yang still didn't know what earth-shattering thing Fan Yuan had done under the combined influence of the Dark God and the God King's power. He was just staggering down from the bed and walking into the bathroom like a wandering soul to brush his teeth.
As soon as he put the toothbrush into his mouth, Fan Yuan came in behind Gu Yang.
Gu Yang stared at the mirror and looked at Fan Yuan who was brushing his teeth standing behind him.
The black lines on Fan Yuan's face had disappeared after he had tortured Gu Yang over and over again.
Gu Yang's gaze was too obvious, so Fan Yuan immediately leaned on Gu Yang's back, slapped Gu Yang's hand away, held Gu Yang's toothbrush, and helped Gu Yang brush his teeth.
Both of them had toothbrushes in Fan Yuan's hands, brushing their teeth at the same frequency. Gu Yang simply leaned back on Fan Yuan's shoulder and lazily let Fan Yuan help him brush his teeth.
It’s just that Fan Yuan’s brushing movements became slower and slower, while his gaze on Gu Yang became slower and slower... This made Gu Yang unable to calm down.
Gu Yang had been tormented the entire morning, and his originally confused brain suddenly became clear after he saw Fan Yuan's eyes in the mirror.
He immediately spat out the toothbrush, took some water to rinse his mouth, pushed Fan Yuan's shoulder away and ran out of the bathroom.
As soon as Gu Yang left, Fan Yuan didn't hesitate any longer. He rinsed his mouth and quickly caught up with him.
"Gu Yang, you haven't washed your face yet."
Fan Yuan caught up with Gu Yang in a few steps and grabbed his wrist to pull him into the bathroom.
Gu Yang held onto the door frame and refused to go in:
"I'll wash it downstairs by myself! You don't have to worry about me."
Seeing that he couldn't pull Gu Yang, Fan Yuan simply bent down and carried Gu Yang up.
"I'll wash it for you."
Gu Yang kicked his legs wildly, and said what was in his heart anxiously:
"I don't want you to wash my teeth. Tell me what you were thinking when you were brushing my teeth just now!"
Fan Yuan suddenly stopped walking, and Gu Yang hung upside down on Fan Yuan's shoulder, just in time to see the black lines that had finally disappeared reappearing from under Fan Yuan's skin.
"Gu Yang, tell me what I was thinking."
Gu Yang swallowed nervously and didn't dare to kick his legs. His whole body was like a piece of inelastic sticky cake, hanging limply on Fan Yuan's shoulder.
"What can you think about... It's just brushing your teeth..."
Fan Yuan didn't say anything, but started moving again and brought Gu Yang back to the bathroom.
He put Gu Yang sitting on the sink, stood in front of Gu Yang to prevent him from getting down, bent down to wash the hot towel, and handed it to Gu Yang.
Gu Yang accepted his fate and raised his face obediently.
As a result, Fan Yuan put the hot towel in Gu Yang's hand and said:
"Wash my face."
Gu Yang held the hot towel in his palm, looked at Fan Yuan's face with black lines on it with his eyes closed, raised his hand and slapped the towel heavily on Fan Yuan's face.
Then a scream was heard from the bathroom, not from Fan Yuan, but from Gu Yang.
The classmates in Class 1 of Grade 3, whose beautiful morning was blown away by a post on Fan Yuan's Moments, discovered that Gu Yang's posture when he walked into the classroom in the morning was a bit awkward, with one of his shoulders a little slumped, and Fan Yuan was wearing a big black mask on his face.
Gu Yang returned to his seat dejectedly, and hissed as soon as he sat down.
Pan Fei was on duty when he passed by Gu Yang and heard him cry out in pain. He turned around and asked him what was wrong.
Gu Yang complained in a low voice:
"I was bitten by a dog this morning."
Pan Fei was just thinking that Fan Yuan's family didn't have a dog, when she saw Fan Yuan walk up to Gu Yang after delivering his homework, with a cold and perfect handsome face and an expressionless mouth:
"Woof."
Pan Fei: “…!!!”
Looking at Pan Fei dragging the mop and running away quickly, Gu Yang raised the corners of his mouth stiffly towards Fan Yuan, with a fake smile.
Fan Yuan sat back in his seat and asked Gu Yang very seriously and solemnly:
"Gu Yang, is the dog as skilled as I am?"
Gu Yang carefully observed Fan Yuan's expression and asked hesitantly:
"Are you serious?"
Fan Yuan pulled the mask down a little, revealing the edges of the black lines on his cheeks.
"You think I'm kidding?"
Gu Yang shook his head vigorously and quickly comforted Fan Yuan:
"No! No! How could you be joking! I am joking! Haha..."
Gu Yang laughed dryly twice, and seeing that Fan Yuan still had a cold face, he lowered his head dejectedly, closed his eyes resignedly, and whispered:
"You have good skills. You have the best skills."
Only then did Fan Yuan curl the corners of his lips in satisfaction, put on his mask, and turned around to open the exercise book.
"You haven't seen anything more powerful yet."
Gu Yang looked at the favorability level on his palm which had soared to 62 points, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis.
Looking at the time book on the table which had reached 930 minutes, Gu Yang thought:
He wouldn't really die in Fan Yuan's bed, right
Is it too late to regret now
The author has something to say: Fan Yuan: It’s too late.
Gu Yang: I hate it.
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