The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Qingyunpu, that is the place that has to bypass the human world, the most paradise in the world, and it is the place controlled by the God of Flowers.

Gan Ting took Fangcun, a sick young man, with his sword and flew to the ancient road outside the Qingyun spectrum, and he could no longer use mana. There seemed to be a spiritual force above the Qingyun spectrum, which was enough to block all intruders. He could only walk and could not use mana. .

They have been walking this ancient road for a long time. From the warm sun in the sky to the sunset on the western mountain, they have not stopped. The grass and trees are gradually thinning out, and there is still a lot of yellow sand in the sky, as if walking towards a forbidden place where no grass can grow, no birds and no animals.

"Ting'er, you shouldn't be leading the wrong way, right?" Fang Cun stroked the cliff beside him, "No matter how you look at it, this doesn't look like a place where the Flower God would stay."

There was a lonely eagle crowing in the sky. Looking around, there was nothing but some floating colorful clouds. Gan Ting also had some self-doubt, "I rarely come here, so it should be in this direction."

"Should?" Fang Cun squinted his eyes and looked at him, his face full of disbelief.

Gan Ting cleared his throat, "This is it, I must remember correctly."

Fang Cun rubbed his chin, feeling suspicious, "But I remember it was written in the book, it was an ancient road full of flowers and plants, how could it be so desolate."

Gan Ting has always disliked that book, and the stories on it are all farts. He retorted: "Every day is changing, maybe this is the way. It's just that I haven't been here for a long time and it has changed. You can rest assured to follow."

Fang Cun couldn't trust him, so he put his palms together and prayed to God, "I hope I don't sleep on the streets at night."

White and fine snow came from nowhere, and it settled on the square-inch hand with well-defined joints. He took advantage of the situation and raised his hand to catch the falling snow. After the snowflakes stopped in the warm palm for a moment, they calmed down and turned into water.

"Snowing?"

Frost and snow fluttered down from the sky, like reed catkins, getting bigger and bigger, covered in silver, and the ancient road in an instant was pure and clean, adding to the mystery.

Gan Ting was alert, "It's only May, why is it snowing?"

Fang Cun didn't care why, as a child in the south, he had never seen such a heavy snow in most of his life, so he put all his troubles behind him in an instant, went to play in the snow happily, and didn't even notice the beast hiding beside him.

The leaves rustled, and a few snowflakes fell on the white wolf's nose. He hid in the bushes and licked his sharp claws. A pair of dark pupils stared at Fang Cun, approaching step by step.

"Ow—!"

A fierce tiger flew towards Fangcun, not only that, the apes on the cliff, tigers and wolves on the flat ground, and the vulture finally appeared in the sky, all rushed towards Fangcun with a strong wind.

In this ferocious scene, Fang Cun was still playing with the snow in his heart, completely unaware of what happened behind the scenes.

Gan Ting helplessly rubbed the center of his brows, raised his hand and slapped a row of ferocious beasts on the ground mercilessly.

The tigers and wolves behind looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to move forward, retreated timidly and ran away.

"Pa—" A ball of soft snowball hit Gan Ting.

Gan Ting turned his head, Fang Cun rubbed the snow ball with a smile, very provocative.

Seeing Fang Cun, a fool playing carelessly, completely ignoring the danger around him, turning his head and beating someone even after saving him, Gan Ting suddenly felt that he was an old woman.

Suddenly, he wanted to beat him up. Not to be outdone, he brushed the snow off his head, raised his hand and lightly twirled the curse mark, and the snowflakes fluttering all around gathered together, forming a huge snowball.

"Ting! Don't let it happen!"

Gan Ting didn't listen to his cries and wolves, and hit him in a group, smashing the big snowball straight to Fangcun, hitting the tenth ring, and hitting the face mercilessly.

"Ah Ting, how could you do this? I'm still sick." Fang Cun chose to sue if he couldn't beat him.

Gan Ting was about to be laughed at by him, "Knowing that I'm sick and still rolling in the snow?"

Fang Cun couldn't beat him, so he snorted, "Hurry up and lead the way."

Gan Ting stood still and looked forward, "Qingyunpu, it seems that strangers are not welcome."

"What?"

"Wow—!"

As soon as the words were spoken, there was a sudden downpour of rain. With the downpour and the icy frost and snow all over the ground, the temperature dropped sharply.

Fang Cun covered his clothes, and shivered uncontrollably, "Could it be that this ancient road has to go through spring, summer, autumn and winter before it is given to Qingyun?"

Gan Ting said straightly, "No, Qingyunpu is to let the intruders retreat."

Fang Cun suddenly felt the coldness dissipated a lot. Looking back, Gan Ting was holding an umbrella, and all the heavy rain was blocked.

The drizzle fell in the sunlight, and the purple bamboo umbrella covered everything. In the drizzle, there was an elegant fragrance of white snow and dewdrops.

Gan Ting said, "Let's go, find a place to stay."

Fang Cun felt that he had become lustful again, but quickly dismissed it, wiped his saliva and followed Gan Ting away.

It was getting dark very quickly, and there was a bit of thunder humming. There was a ruined temple outside the ancient road. It was empty and maybe it hadn’t been repaired for a long time.

Gan Ting tidied up casually, and it was considered clean. He sat down in front of a pile of weeds, and pulled out several big skewered rabbits from nowhere.

"Where did this come from?"

"It was just shot in the forest."

The rabbit was rushing fiercely at the time, if it wasn't stopped, it might have eaten Fang Cun alive, but Fang Cun was playing with the snow at the time and didn't know it.

The fire blazed up, and finally got a little warm, so I slowly dried the clothes if I could.

"Come here." Gan Ting handed over the rabbit that had been roasted for a long time, and said, "Be careful of the burn."

"Okay." Fang Cun took it very naturally, took a big bite, and was very pleasantly surprised, "It's delicious."

Fang Cun's own rabbit was already burnt, and he took Gan Ting's and threw his own burnt rabbit aside.

Gan Ting had no choice but to cut off the scorched part with a clean dagger.

Fang Cun was eating roasted rabbit, and looked at Gan Ting with nothing to do, "I was rejected on the first day, what should I do next."

"Break in again tomorrow."

"Boom--"

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, crackling on the beams of the house, even drowning out the sound of sparking firewood.

Fang Cun moved closer, "It's just a straw mat, it looks like we'll have to sleep together at night."

"Go to sleep, I won't sleep."

In the night of the province, some fierce tigers and beasts rushed in and killed Fang Cun alive.

"But I'm so cold." Fang Cun grabbed Gan Ting's sleeves aggressively and pulled him onto the straw mat, "Sleep together."

"Cold?" Gan Ting picked up the clothes that were about to dry by the fire and threw them on Fang Cun's face, "Cover it up at night."

Fang Cun pulled off the clothes and said, "Why are you so confused about style?"

The crackling of the matches, there is a very dry woody fragrance, with soft heating, very reassuring and comfortable.

"Boom—"

There was another thunder, Fang Cun packed his clothes, walked up to Gan Ting, leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

Gan Ting was startled by the sudden warmth on his forehead, flinched a little, and hugged his hand a little harder.

This was a touch he had never had before, a gentleness he had never experienced before. His heart was instantly peaceful, and then it suddenly ran wildly, and then returned to the original state, repeatedly disturbing his mind.

"Good night."