The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

"This is?...Where is this..." Fang Cun slowly opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a chair. He tried to stand up but couldn't move. chains.

He hesitated and looked around.

This place is filled with weirdness, the wall lamps are dimly entangled with vines, and some insects and ants that I have never seen before are unscrupulously climbing on the wooden pillars, it looks like a prison cell.

"What the hell is this place... anyone, anyone?"

No one responded, only echoes in the air, Fang Cun unbelievingly kicked the iron chain under his feet vigorously, but he was not strong enough, trying to break the iron chain was simply whimsical.

Fang Cun let go of the iron chain helplessly after trying a few times, "No, no, no matter how I become Gan Ting, I can't escape being kidnapped..."

He looked down at his hands full of spiritual power, occupying Gan Ting's body and the protagonist's light and bad body, but he didn't know how to use it, and even he felt violent.

"There is."

Fang Cun suddenly thought of something, recalling Gan Ting's appearance when he cast a spell, put his fingers together, slowly closed his eyes, his body was gradually surrounded by golden light, and a wheel-rotating natal chart slowly emerged.

"pat-"

Before the fate plate appeared handsomely for a second, it was thrown heavily to the ground.

Fang Cun looked at the light that suddenly disappeared from his body, and said embarrassedly to the horoscope: "I'm not very good at using this spiritual power, just wait, this will pull you up."

The fate chart was lying on the ground, swinging from side to side and rattling, as if very angry.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll get you up right now." Fang Cun was more cautious this time, and he cast mana very steadily, allowing the fate chart to land firmly on his lap.

But when this magical tool that can change fate against the sky came into his hands, he would no longer know how to use it. He cleared his throat, and said to the fate chart like reading aloud the text word by word: "I'm going to Gan Ting's side."

No response.

He said again: "I'm going to Fang Cun's side."

not moving at all.

"It's so stupid... let's do it... try again one last time." Fang Cun began to dislike himself, and said without any hope, "I'm going to Fang Shenyue's side.

The golden light suddenly appeared, and a vortex suddenly appeared above the horoscope, the dazzling gold wrapped Fangcun, and the iron chain broke instantly, quickly sucking Fangcun into the vortex.

"Ah~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

Gan Ting slowly opened his eyes, and the incense candle beside him was burning, exuding a disturbing fragrance. The place was huge, but there was only one bed in the empty space, and Gan Ting was on this bed.

He patted his head and recalled what happened just now. After Fang Cun entered the alley to chase someone, he also followed, but he was dizzy as soon as he entered the alley, and he came here when he woke up.

It has to be said that Fang Shenyue's body is so weak that even the simplest drug can't resist it.

Before Gan Ting could finish his slander, a smile came from behind his ear and asked, "Fang Shenyue, what method did you use to make Xiao Tianzun so obsessed?"

Gan Ting turned his head, as expected, it was Xu Zinian.

Gan Ting thought about his question seriously, and answered solemnly, "You're so shameless."

Xu Ziqing laughed contemptuously, and opened his mouth to say something, but an attendant approached and respectfully stopped him, "My lord, the little Heavenly Venerable has been suppressed to a safe place."

Gan Ting's face darkened instantly, "What are you going to do to him?"

"Now you know it's urgent?" Xu Zinian slowly lowered the curtain beside the bed, "But it's useless to be anxious, I've endured humiliation all these years, and I've waited too long for this day, it's impossible for me to let go of this opportunity. "

Gan Ting asked hesitantly, "Xu Zinian, who is your target?"

Xu Zinian raised his eyes slightly, and replied, "You."

"Then you let him go!"

Gan Ting wanted to stand up furiously, but found that his body seemed to have been drugged, and he was stiff and unable to move.

Xu Zinian suddenly rushed over and grabbed his shoulders, shaking him almost madly, "He must die, Your Highness, don't you hate him, don't you envy him for his superb spiritual power, you're going crazy, I'm going to kill you He killed him, so you will have no enemies, and I am doing it for your own good, Your Highness."

Gan Ting gradually calmed down, "So you are really a spy, and your mission is to kill Gan Ting, right?"

"Yes, but so what." Xu Zinian let go of him, laughing as if he had suffered a lot, "Gan Ting is going to die soon, he won't know anything."

Gan Ting said angrily, "Did you pretend to be tired after all these years?"

"It's okay, I just think that I can be closer to His Highness with Gan Ting, so I won't feel tired."

Gan Ting was in a trance for a while, "What..."

"They all said that I, Xu Zinian, climbed up to the little Tianzun with my face, but it's not the little Tianzun I want to climb."

Xu Zinian raised his hand, and took off the hair tie that bound the hair. The ink hair was scattered for a while, floating in the air, "It's you, Your Highness."

Gan Ting froze in place, unable to react for a moment.

"Don't struggle, Your Highness, just let him die. I can do it too. I can also be a tool for you to continue your life."

Xu Zinian went crazy and tied Gan Ting's hands with a hair band. Gan Ting's hands were powerless to struggle, and he could only order with the remaining dignity: "Let me go!"

"Your Highness, let me be your life extension tool. I don't want to be a spy to help Gan Ting harm you anymore, and I don't want to fail the mission and return to the dark and dark Yingdu. Your Highness, just take pity on me and take me away." Bar."

Xu Zinian chose to take off his purple clothes several times, exposing his fair skin. Gan Ting's pupils shrank sharply, and he could no longer hold back the anger in his heart. He raised his leg and kicked Xu Zinian three feet away.

Xu Zinian, who was kicked, fell to the ground, looked up at Gan Ting on the bed, and then pointed to the incense candle beside him and said, "Your Highness, that is the fragrance that can make people drunk, if your Highness refuses now, I'll give you a slap in the face after a quarter of an hour." Come again."

How could Gan Ting wait for this lunatic for a quarter of an hour, struggling to take out the pen from his sleeve, his hands trembling uncontrollably, and writing two words crookedly on the quilt.

'Size. '

As soon as the pen was written, the sky and the earth shook, and an enchantment barrier was instantly built around Gan Ting. The huge enchantment was intertwined with golden light and lightning, and a blue light whistled and flashed, and the wind and lightning turned at a high speed.

"A Ting?"

Lying on the bed in a daze, Fang Cun looked at Gan Ting in front of him, it was Gan Ting's face, hesitantly asked: "Have we changed back?"

Gan Ting woke up from the dream, spread out his palms, a faint electric light flickered, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Well, it's back."

Xu Zinian, who was still in the corner, saw Gan Ting suddenly appearing, his pupils constricted, and before he could figure out what happened, he grabbed his clothes and ran out the door as if fleeing.

The heavy hall door was slowly closed, and the last bit of warm sun was cut off, and the huge hall fell into dead silence for a while.

Fang Cun asked with concern, "What's going on, what happened."

Gan Ting shook his head, "Now is not the time to talk about this."

"Yes, yes, you have to go out first."

Fang Cun walked towards the entrance of the hall without saying a word, but unexpectedly the door of the hall was locked, no matter how hard he pushed and pulled, he couldn't open it.

Gan Ting stroked the gate of the palace for a moment, then said calmly: "This gate is restricted, if we force our way in, we may fall into Xu Zinian's maze."

"What a lunatic." Fang Cun scolded, "Then why are we spending time with him here?"

"Wait for me to think about it..."

Gan Ting's mind suddenly went blank, his feet were unsteady, and he almost fell, but fortunately, Fang Cun's eyesight and hands quickly supported him, "Ah Ting, your face..."

There was some drunken blush on his face, and he looked normal, but only Gan Ting, who had experienced everything, knew what absurd drug they had taken.

Gan Ting staggered over to try to extinguish the scent that was releasing sin, but before he could move a few steps, his feet went limp and he fell down completely.

"Ting!"

Fang Cun walked over quickly and wanted to help him up, but Fang Cun's body not only smelled aromatherapy but also took drugs. The situation was worse than Gan Ting's, but Fang Cun didn't turn his head and didn't know what drugs he had taken.

"Fang Cun..." Gan Ting slowly approached, and suddenly hugged Fang Cun.

Fang Cun was also half awake from the dream, and before he could react, Gan Ting blocked his lips.

The kiss went from brutal to lingering, Gan Ting's face was so close, Fang Cun could clearly see the slender, feather-like eyelashes on his slightly closed eyes.

Fang Cun only had a sliver of reason left, and desperately wanted to hide away, for fear of insulting the hero, but Gan Ting didn't give him a chance to breathe, and devoured Fang Cun's last reason little by little.

I don't know how long it took for Gan Ting to let him go, Fang Cun said with concern: "If you feel uncomfortable, we can just rush out."

Gan Ting was taken aback, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, it's just a little hot...."

This made Fang Cun understand in an instant. Taking advantage of the effect of the drug, he picked up Gan Ting, who was about to soften into a puddle of water, from the ground, and threw it on the bed next to him.

Gan Ting struggled to support himself, "You are square."

Before he got up, Fang Cun pushed him down again, "You started first, but now you want to stop? No way."

Gan Ting's whole body was so numb that he had no strength to push Fang Cun away. Fang Cun's teasing finally woke him up a lot, and he raised his hand to push him away, "Get up..."

Gan Ting's wrist can be grasped with one hand in a square inch, and he is close to his ear, warm breath enveloping Gan Ting, "If this hand moves again, I will tie it up with a rope."

Gan Ting's consciousness was instantly overwhelmed by the fragrant scent surrounding him. "Size."

"Don't call me Fang Cun." Fang Cun leaned closer, "Call me Brother."

Gan Ting trembled all over, feeling something painful, and wanted to resist, but the thin bed curtain lightly brushed Gan Ting's skin, making him irresistible and absurd.

Fang Cun is like a cheetah that hasn't eaten meat in hundreds of years. When it sees its prey, it gnaws and bites. Gan Ting really wants to curse, but the strong stimulation makes him paralyzed and unable to move.

"Size."

Fang Cun's breathing became deep, and it pressed against Gan Ting's ear, "I told you to call me brother."

"Brother...head...hair."

Fang Cun squinted, only to notice that his hair was scattered all over Gan Ting's body.

I don't know if it's because the mandarin duck tent is too soft, warm and fragrant in the sky, but Gan Ting's eyes are rarely hazy, "itch..."

Fang Cun raised the corner of his mouth and smiled ambiguously, "Help me tie it up."

It can be seen that Gan Ting has never tied his hair, and his hands and feet are very jerky.

He also tore off some of Fang Cun's black hairs, and Fang Cun said with a smile, "Be gentle, it hurts."

Gan Ting put down his hand in an instant, and decided not to prick him in anger, "It should be me who should say that it hurts."

Fang Cun discussed, "Would you like to be gentle, brother?"

It is not clear what is behind the curtain of the bed, the swearing or the warm and fragrant sky, the aromatherapy is ignited, and the effect of the love potion seems to have passed, but it is not important to them, nor does it reduce their enthusiasm. Greedy for the beauty of the day.