The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

"A warm reminder, the male protagonist's anger has reached its peak." There was a warning voice from the little Pixiu next to his ear.

Fang Cun opened his eyes suddenly, and the bed curtain blew randomly on his face, making him upset, "What?!"

Looking around, the empty main hall, erected with finely carved jade pillars, exquisite and gorgeous decoration, is silent.

Fang Cun pulled the little Pixiu off his head and shook it frantically, "Where's the male lead? Why did the anger value explode again?"

Pixiu was shaken into a daze by him, "After you jumped off, it was rumored in the heavens that the male lead pushed you down, and three corpses were caught in the fairy pond, and the heavenly lord counted the crimes and punished the male lead in a fit of rage. .”

Fang Cun's heart stopped suddenly, and his face was ashen-colored, he was about to die, if the male lead was punished just after wearing the book, then he might not have a good life in the future.

"Where is he? Take me there quickly."

Zhuxiantai.

The endless clouds and mist hit the eyes of the solemn and solemn main execution platform, and a huge Xiezhi beast was suspended in the middle to defend justice.

Gan Ting was chained to the execution platform with dozens of thick iron chains coiled around him. His whole body was covered with ferocious whip wounds.

It is unbelievable that his body is much smaller than before, like a six or seven-year-old child, but even in this embarrassment, the male protagonist still kneels righteously, without any fear.

Nearly a hundred priests below raised their heads to face Zhuxiantai, only Gan Ting noticed Fang Cun's approach.

But Gan Ting just looked up at Fang Cun, and then looked away contemptuously.

Fang Cun quickly covered his little heart and saved his life, this feeling is much more uncomfortable than being broken in love...

"Crack!" The audience gasped in shock from the whip, including Fang Cun, but it wasn't over yet, the executioner raised his hand again, ready to drop it again.

"Heavenly Venerable!"

Before Fang Cun stepped forward to stop him, a man in white suddenly rushed up to Zhuxiantai, stopped in front of Gan Ting, knelt down and begged Tianzun Pingzhan, "Tianzun, if you beat me up again, Xiao Tianzun will not be able to bear it!"

Fang Cun's eyes narrowed slightly, and a beauty of this stature was most likely the male protagonist Bai Yueguang Xu Zinian.

Tianzun was displeased and said angrily: "Xu Zinian, who gave you the courage to rush to Zhuxiantai? Go down."

"Please forgive me, at least find out what's going on before you convict." Xu Zinian didn't back down, and tried his best to protect Gan Ting.

Not wanting to listen to his nonsense, he waved his hand, "Drag him down!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that Xu Zinian was about to be captured by the dark sky, Gan Ting finally panicked on his calm face. He stood up abruptly and wanted to save him, but he was imprisoned by heavy chains, making it difficult to move, and the sound of being dragged was harsh.

No matter how hard he tried, the child's body could not break free from the shackles of the iron chain, so he could only turn around and kneel in front of Ping Kan, and said loudly: "Father, this matter has nothing to do with Xu Zinian! Please let him go!"

With Zhan Chong's flick of his sleeves, the immortal envoys were very good at observing words and deeds, and dragged Xu Zinian even faster.

"Father!"

"I'm going to be fair."

The noisy execution platform fell into silence for a while.

Fang Cun raised his hands, squeezed out from behind the crowd, and stepped onto Zhuxian Terrace step by step, standing in front of everyone with Gan Ting's disgusting eyes that could swallow him alive, explained, "He didn't push me down."

The priests raised their heads and listened to him, and after a moment of silence, they began to discuss in low voices again.

"You all wronged him, I jumped down by myself."

"Yue'er." Tianzun, who had acted vigorously just now, slowly put away his whip, and put on an old father's kind face, "The smell of blood here is too strong, you can't bear it, go back quickly, your mother has stewed soup for you." you."

Fang Cun looked at the source of the bloody smell, and the hero's torn welts were shocking.

Before he could explain, Xu Zinian tried his best to break free from the envoy who captured him, and said loudly: "Tianzun, those three nameless corpses have absolutely nothing to do with the little Tianzun. Tianzun is innocent."

Fang Cun quickly raised his hand, "I'll check it too."

Ping Zhan glanced at Fang Cun, then at Xu Zinian with disgust, and rubbed his brows helplessly, "Okay, I'll give you three days to find out who the three immortal envoys are and how they died. If you can't find out, You are guilty of the same crime as Gan Ting."

Xu Zinian saluted and heaved a sigh of relief, "Thank you Heavenly Venerable."

"Unlock the restraint." Ping Zhan threw the whip on the ground with his hands, gave Xu Zinian who was kneeling on the ground a very unlucky look, turned and left, unwilling to stay for a moment.

The fairy envoys raised their sickles and cast a spell to loosen the iron chains in Gan Ting's hands Small, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

With difficulty, Gan Ting walked up to Fang Cun step by step. The sound of footsteps was approaching like death, and Fang Cun shrank back a few steps.

Gan Ting looked up at Fang Cun, and said calmly, "I didn't expect you to dare to dance. You're better now, are you happy?"

Fang Cun raised his hands above his head to prove his innocence, "I really don't know."

Everything is the fault of the beast brother and the double-standard dad.

Gan Ting laughed sarcastically.

It was just a childish and immature face, but Fang Cun saw the burning killing intent in his eyes, and took a few steps back in fright.

Xu Zinian took off his robe and put it on for Gan Ting, "Little Tianzun, go wash it first, I will help you apply the medicine."

Gan Ting braced himself and nodded, but the precarious appearance was very dangerous, as if he was about to faint in a second. Xu Zinian struggled to support him, and even looked tired, so he went straight to Gan Ting, and couldn't help but think that he was still getting smaller Gan Ting hugged him horizontally.

"You?!" Gan Ting's pupils shrank sharply, his eyes were full of disbelief, and then he struggled angrily, "Put me down."

Gan Ting's body size keeps getting smaller, like a child, not so heavy, not even as heavy as the fat Pixiu lying on his head.

"You're wrong." Fang Cun imprisoned his flailing hands and feet regardless, and said sincerely, "I really want to save you."

The first step away from the villain script, less routine and more sincerity.

Fang Cun didn't care about the whispering priests under Zhu Xiantai, and asked Xu Zinian next to him, "Where are you going?"

Xu Zinian was stunned for a while, then walked to the front and led the way, "Follow me."

There are waterfalls on both sides from nowhere, falling continuously, the rainbow light is bright, countless flying birds hover around a tall pavilion, and tens of thousands of glazed pillars form the entire empty pavilion, which is very magnificent.

In the Yushi Pavilion in front of you is a hot pool surrounded by spring mist, Fang Cun slowly put Gan Ting into the pool, Gan Ting seems to have become much smaller, like a porcelain doll, covered with sweat and flushed.

"Little Tianzun, it may hurt later, bear with it." Xu Zinian skillfully took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, scooped out some ointment with a wooden spoon, and dabbed it on Gan Ting's whip wound, "I didn't expect Tianzun to take it Punishment with a superior artifact like the Zhu Xian Whip."

Gan Ting gritted his teeth, blue veins burst out on his forehead, overflowing with clear beads of sweat, but he didn't yell out a word of pain, he just said softly to Xu Zinian: "This time I'm the one who got you in trouble again..."

Xu Zinian shook his head, "I believe in Little Heavenly Lord."

They sang and harmonized like a villain, and it was embarrassing to keep silent.

Gan Ting seemed to have noticed the reluctance of the square inch next to him, and smiled at Xu Zinian: "A Nian, go and help me get some food."

Xu Zinian also looked at Fang Cun with some concerns, and nodded after a while, "Okay."

Looking at the back of Xu Zinian walking away, Gan Ting's face darkened little by little, "Fang Shenyue, everything is as you wished."

"Misunderstanding." Fang Cun waved his hands to argue, "I really came to investigate the identities of the three corpses with you."

"No need." Gan Ting refused decisively.

"Why don't you need it? You see that you have suffered such a serious injury and become so small, so why are you trying to be brave?"

Gan Ting said disgustedly: "No matter how much my spiritual power is lost, I won't ask you, a piece of trash, for help."

Fang Cun clicked his tongue, "How can the child talk, I am your brother."

Gan Ting ignored him, closed his eyes and continued to soak in the hot spring, immersed in the mist.

"Little Tianzun, there are only some fruits left." Xu Zinian came with a wooden tray.

"When are we going to check the identities of the three corpses?" Fang Cun leaned in front of Xu Zinian and asked the first question.

"Your Highness, please rest in Tiangong. If you see the corpse and faint, Tianzun will blame his subordinates again." Xu Zinian was very eccentric, and walked around him with fruit, and approached Gan Ting, "Little Tianzun, let me first Let me help you regain your spiritual power."

"it is good."

Gan Ting put on his clothes and left the hot spring to go ashore, and sat down with his back to Xu Zinian. Xu Zinian twisted the light blue aura in his hand and pushed forward slowly.

Fang Cun sat by the side watching them boredly, and shifted his attention to the fruit plate next to Gan Ting, which looked delicious, and sneakily reached out to grab one without anyone noticing.

Unexpectedly, just as he touched a grape, Gan Ting mercilessly knocked off his hand with a slap, warning word by word: "Don't move."

"I'll just eat one."

"open."

He doesn't let go, what should the male protagonist do if he doesn't care about others? At this time, he wants to die like crazy, and then get the protagonist's attention.

Fang Cun quickly snatched the grapes away, Gan Ting couldn't bear it anymore, stood up from the ground violently, and went to compete with Fang Cun for a bunch of grapes, but Gan Ting's spiritual power had not recovered, and he was still in the shape of a child, so he couldn't reach it at all. The grapes were shaking in his hands to tease him.

"Fang Shenyue!" Gan Ting, who was being teased, let out a low annoyance and pounced on him.

"Little Tianzun, be careful!"

As soon as Xu Zinian finished speaking, there was a thumping sound of both falling into the water.

"Wow—!"

The consciousness of a square inch was submerged in an instant, the warm water was poured into the ears and nose, and it sank more and more, and he could not feel a little air. The terrible thing was that the fat man Pixiu didn't think it was a big deal, and kept jumping on his head Press him underwater.

Fang Cun fluttered in a panic, struggling desperately in the water, drank several sips of water, seemed to touch something in a trance, and he clung to it like he was grabbing some life-saving straw.

But the thing that was entangled by him seemed to be very unwilling to save him, and pushed to drive him away. How could Fang Cun let it go, it was coiled around him like seaweed and refused to let go.

"Little Tianzun!"

"Little Tianzun!"

There was a vague call in his ears, Fang Cun opened his eyes with difficulty, and found that he was slowly floating up, getting closer and closer to the water surface.

Soon, he was dragged out of the water violently, fresh air rushed towards his face, he sucked greedily a few times, and coughed a few times violently as he was choked by the water in his throat.

Before he could recover, his arm was held by a broad and powerful hand, which was so strong that it was about to break his arm.

"It hurts." Fang Cun dodged in pain, raised his eyes to see if it was that little bastard little Pixiu.

But as soon as he raised his eyes, he faltered, and his heart trembled slightly.

Gan Ting has recovered his spiritual power, and his body shape has returned to normal. His hands are strong enough to crush a square inch wrist, and his eyes are as angry as they were on Zhu Xiantai.

Fang Cun's arms instantly had goosebumps.

"Gan...Gan Ting, listen to my explanation."

Little Pixiu suddenly emerged from the water, jumped onto Fang Cun's wet hair, and gloated, "Congratulations, you have obtained the male lead's transformation ability, and you can choose to change at will in an emergency."