The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

A good night's sleep.

The kingfisher is singing, and the sky is gradually dawning.

Fang Cun was sitting by the dilapidated window sill, flipping through the books, a little light came out from the broken tile roof, softly sprinkled on his body, covering a layer of light, and the noble air was as warm as jade.

Gan Ting stared at him blankly, a little dazed, and suddenly felt that after all the dust settled, could he and this person in front of him find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, work at sunrise and rest at sunset, in a trance, this room is not enough The hut sheltered from wind and rain has become much warmer.

Fang Cun also noticed him, put down the book in his hand, and said with a smile, "Good morning."

Gan Ting collected himself and walked over, "What are you looking at?"

Fang Cun flipped the two sides casually, "I'm watching what will happen next, but Chang Abandoned still hasn't been updated."

Very good, it's "Thunder Gaba" again.

Gan Ting's face darkened instantly. To him, this book is similar to the erotic pictures in a small workshop. The protagonist is still himself. , then it is unbearable.

"Let's go to Qingyunpu now, but I have to keep this book."

Fang Cun struggled to death, "Why?"

Gan Ting said bluntly: "If this thing is lost and someone else finds it, you can afford to lose this person, but I can't afford to lose it."

"It seems to be the reason." Fang Cun thought about it carefully, and handed the book to Gan Ting, "Then you have to keep it safe."

Gan Ting took it, put it in his hand and disappeared in an instant, not knowing where it was taken, "Let's go."

"Okay." Fang Cun followed with a smile, joking, "Ah Ting, why don't you put it away and watch it by yourself?"

After all, this book was secretly written by Gan Ting, but how could Gan Ting recognize it, and became angry from embarrassment: "No!"

"Squeak-"

The dilapidated old wooden door was pushed open, and a dazzling white light shone over.

As soon as he took a step, Fang Cun was shocked by the fairyland that crashed into his eyes, unable to move half a step, even Gan Ting was stunned in place.

It cannot be called a fairyland. To be precise, it is an ocean that allows people to step on it safely. This crumbling hut is right in the middle of the ocean.

"Where is this..." Fang Cun took a step back.

There is an almost perfect enchantment on the Qingyun spectrum, which is as elegant as the clouds, covering everything, the sea and the sky are the same color, endless, and what you are stepping on is the sea with warm sunshine and waves.

A small vortex rolled up in the sea, which was very gentle and only brought up a few small water splashes. A beautifully carved lyre rose slowly from it. of jade.

The overly complicated guqin made Fang Cun even more puzzled, "Does this... mean that we want to play it?"

Gan Ting stretched out his hand, but still couldn't use mana, so he was extra cautious, protecting Fang Cun behind his back, "Maybe."

"Then...or just play it, there is no way out left or right."

Fang Cun's words made sense, but looking at the lyre in front of him, Gan Ting was a little embarrassed, "But I don't know how to play the lyre."

"You don't know??" Fang Cun questioned, there are still things that the male protagonist doesn't know, "Then just scan it randomly."

With a sick trash, Gan Ting had no way out, so he bit the bullet and fiddled casually.

"Bang!" The strings of the zither bounced up suddenly, slapped in the air, but thanks to Fang Cun's sharp eyes and quick hands, he quickly stopped the broken strings, so that they didn't hit Gan Ting's face.

As a result of such a hand fight, a thin bloodstain was directly drawn out of the square inch palm.

"Fang Cun you?!" Gan Ting hastily pulled his hand to his eyes to check.

Not waiting for an explanation, a stream of water rose up in the air, scattered around, and surrounded them all.

A group of round little water gods jumped out of the water formation, and saluted Fang Cun in a dignified manner, "Please, Your Highness."

Facing the invitation from this small group, Gan Ting and Fang Cun Simu discussed for a while relatively silently, and finally chose to go with him, but proceeded more vigilantly.

The little dumpling was leading the way bouncing in front, and the surroundings were still bright, but there were more unreasonable ones. At first glance, they were carefully cultivated flowers, very gorgeous, and the blooming flowers slowly fell down, causing thousands of ripples. .

Not long after walking, a bright and translucent hall appeared in front of him, with some sunlight streaming down from the translucent top edge, it was very gentle and comfortable, gradually taking on the appearance of a place ruled by the Flower God.

Most of the place in the hall is occupied by flowers, filled with a refreshing fragrance, a gorgeously dressed woman is concentrating on pruning flower branches.

"Madam Yu, His Highness and Xiao Tianzun are here."

The maid next to her reminded her in a low voice, and then she put down the scissors in her hand, turned around and approached slowly, and asked calmly, "Is it the door opened by His Highness?"

Fang Cun scratched his head, "That's not true...just...it opened by itself."

Fang Cun raised his eyes, happened to meet Madam Yu's eyes, and took a panoramic view of the resentment on her face. He didn't know why Madam Yu showed this unwilling expression. Could it be that Fang Shenyue had enemies besides the male protagonist? ?

Gan Ting was also a little puzzled. If Mrs. Yu and her mother were close friends in the boudoir, it should be that the other party was very good, so how could they be so disgusted.

Madam Yu seemed to know that she looked ugly, and straightened the hairpin on her head, "Your Highness has never been to Qingyunpu, so I don't know what to do this time."

Fang Cun bit the bullet and took a step forward, "I don't know if Qingyunpu has a medicine for treating snakes to dig snake gall?"

"Snake gall?" Madam Yu turned around and picked up the scissors to trim the flowers and plants again. It was just a little bit harder than before, as if she was venting her anger, "If it's for Xu Zinian, I'm sorry, but it can't be cured."

The last time Gan Ting saw Flower God was when he was a child, so he can't remember clearly. He remembered that although Flower God was a bit cold and aloof, he was definitely not like that and was full of sarcasm.

"I don't know if it's my mother's strict order not to save Xu Zinian. If that's the case, madam don't have to worry. I will take all responsibility and ask madam for help."

Madam Yu said casually, "Okay, I can help you, but there is one condition."

Seeing that he had enough strength to turn things around, Gan Ting said calmly, "Please tell me."

"I want Fang Shenyue's head on his neck." Madam Yu cut off a flower with a smile on her lips, and sniffed it close to the tip of her nose.

She smiled charmingly, cast a spell on her hand, the peony petals wrapped around her body, wrapped the freshly cut flower, and brought it to Fang Cun.

Fang Cun was stunned on the spot and hadn't reacted yet.

"噗!" A golden blue light flashed, knocking down the flower, and it was instantly destroyed and scattered. The peony petals flew back to Mrs. Yu's hand in fright.

Madam Yu looked down at Gan Ting, who was standing in front of Fang Cun for a while, and squinted her eyes with the thunderous thunder and lightning in her eyes, "Does the little Tianzun not want to kill him?"

Gan Ting did not put away the sword in his hand, but held it tightly and asked, "Since Mrs. Yu knows that he is Fang Shenyue, why would she want to kill him?"

Madam Yu sneered, "Yes, even you Gan Ting wants to protect Fang Shenyue now, who in this world would want to kill him."