The Years of Being the Male Lead Bai Yueguang

Yan Song felt a little uncomfortable, and sat a little further away from Fang Qingwen. He suddenly remembered that he was the one who had been eating just now, and Fang Qingwen didn't move.

"Qingwen, why don't you eat?"

Fang Qingwen said: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

After finishing speaking, he poked the bonfire with a fire stick, the fire became bigger, and the flames jumped high, almost burning Yan Song's face, Yan Song was startled, and fell to the ground, he was terrified, and patted Chest, let out a breath of foul air.

"Fortunately, I reacted quickly."

Fang Qingwen didn't hold back, and chuckled lightly.

Yan Song felt a little embarrassed, covered his face and lay down: "It's getting late, go to bed!"

Fang Qingwen's eyes sparkled: "Okay."

After speaking, she lay down next to him.

Yan Song: "..."

"Qingwen, the two of us are lying here, isn't it a bit crowded?"

Fang Qingwen said calmly: "I'm really sorry, I've been walking alone. There is only one blanket in the space ring. If you don't mind, I'll go to the side."

After speaking, he made a gesture to get up.

Yan Song always hated to bother others, he grinned like a toothache: "Don't, just lie down."

Fang Qingwen didn't move anymore, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, if he looked carefully, it should be a smile.

Yan Song fell asleep very quickly, without pausing almost immediately, his spirit went back to the real world, so he would not know that Fang Qingwen secretly kissed him after he fell asleep on a snowy night on Canglong Snow Mountain The eyes, the bridge of the nose, and the corners of the mouth each three times.

Once Yan Song's soul returns to the real world, his body in the book world will be cold, his breathing will be stagnant, and his blood will stop circulating, which is similar to the state of "death", but he thinks that the temperature on Canglong Snow Mountain is already low, Even if the two were close, Fang Qingwen would not notice anything, except that the two of them fell asleep together.

But he firmly believed that even if Fang Qingwen didn't sleep well, he wouldn't be able to hug him, and he was a dead body, so naturally he couldn't do anything.

However, when he goes to bed early after a normal day in the real world as a normal college student, he has an important class the next day and needs to wake up early, so before falling asleep, he sets an alarm for himself .

When he made all the preparations and came back from the spirit, he found that his entire face was buried in Fang Qingwen's chest, and Fang Qingwen's hand was right on his waist.

Yan Song: "..." Flags can't be set up casually.

Fang Qingwen's heartbeat was strong and powerful, hitting the beat every time, Yan Song listened to it for a while, and suddenly felt flushed.

Fang Qingwen was still asleep, Yan Song moved carefully, for fear of disturbing him, but he didn't know if he was making too much noise, or Fang Qingwen was about to wake up, before he had time to go out, Fang Qingwen opened his eyes, a pair of dark eyes The eyes just looked at him steadily.

"You...wake up, early," Yan Song was a little incoherent, he was supporting himself now, his legs were still overlapping Fang Qingwen's, he was a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I didn't sleep well."

He knew it wasn't his problem, but what the problem was, he probably had to ask the blanket under him.

Fang Qingwen didn't seem to be awake yet, he just looked at Yan Song and didn't speak.

Yan Song had nothing to say: "It was really cold yesterday, when did the fire go out?"

Fang Qingwen only looked at the sky outside the cave, and said: "It's still early, you can sleep for a while."

Yan Song shook his head: "I can't sleep anymore, or you can sleep for a while, and I'll go to light a bonfire."

Fang Qingwen didn't sleep anymore, he seemed extremely worried about what Yan Song was going to do alone, got up and rolled up the blanket, and shook his head lightly: "It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

With a light wave of his hand, the bonfire that had been reduced to ashes was rekindled.

Yan Song is amazing x3

The two of them didn't say anything more. After tidying up their clothes, they stepped into the wind and snow again and headed towards the Demon Realm again.

The location of the two of them is already very close to the entrance of the Demon Realm. The strength of the monsters is getting stronger and stronger. It is no longer an unorganized and undisciplined attack. Those monsters on the periphery of Canglong Snow Mountain are just hunting by instinct, while those inside are With wisdom.

The two of them knew the danger ahead, they were on high alert, and they were always on guard, but they accidentally got hit.

There is a three-headed bird at the entrance of the Guardian Demon Realm, which is huge in size, somewhat similar to a modern ostrich, but with a longer neck and a more vicious image.

This kind of three-headed bird is called Huoyang Bird. Legend has it that it is in the same vein as the divine bird Phoenix, but I don’t know which evolutionary link went wrong. It is a luxury. Over time, the Huoyang bird's wings degenerate, but its feet become stronger and stronger, becoming the only bird that walks on land.

The reason why this kind of bird was chosen by Cheng Mou to guard the entrance of the Demon Realm is because they have an ability that other monsters do not have.

Huoyang birds have three heads, two legs, and they are agile, and they can choose their own hatching time for their cubs.

After the embryo is formed, the Huoyang Bird can choose to let its eggs hatch in advance or delay the hatching. Of course, all these need the support of the Huoyang Bird's own powerful magic energy.

As soon as Fang Qingwen and Yan Song arrived near the entrance of the Demon Realm, they were spotted by the Huoyang Bird.

The Fire Sun Bird has three heads and six eyes, so it is naturally much stronger than the two of them.

By the time Yan Song found out that the two of them were being watched by the Huoyang Bird, it was already too late.

The high-pitched and ear-piercing birdsong resounded through the sky, and Yan Songying's Yuan realm cultivation was classified as a "strong enemy" by Huoyang Bird.

In an instant, accompanied by the singing of the fire-yang birds, thousands of fire-yang birds broke out of their shells like a soul song!

If there was a chance, Yan Song would not say how disgusting the scene he saw was.

With a radius of hundreds of miles, the eggs waiting to be hatched came out in response, and broke out from the ground. At the same time, the Huoyang bird cub, which had absorbed enough magic energy, broke its shell with blood and undried fetal fluid on its head. out.

All of a sudden, the fire-yang bird's cry resounded throughout Canglong Snow Mountain, and those who were not determined would probably be driven mad by this compelling sound in an instant.

Yan Song didn't have time to think about it, and directly blocked Fang Qingwen's ears with his index fingers: "Don't listen!"

The leader Huoyang Bird didn't care, and the three heads screamed at the same time. The sound waves seemed to be turned into weapons, and the accumulated energy gradually increased, and finally condensed into a sonic cannon, attacking Yan Song at high speed.

The sonic cannon is extremely powerful, it rotates at high speed, and the huge energy bombards the ground, and the snow surface on the snow mountain that has been frozen for thousands of years is blasted to a depth of half a foot. You can judge the progress of the sonic cannon with the naked eye just by looking at the speed of the deep slope. where.

Regardless of Yan Song's disregard, blood slowly overflowed from both ears. He used spiritual power to protect Fang Qingwen's ears, and withdrew a hand, and the spiritual energy turned into a sword blade, ready to take the sonic cannon.

If he doesn't pick it up, who will pick it up, only Fang Qingwen who is in the spiritual stage?Or the entire Canglong Snow Mountain?

Yan Song couldn't hear anything, he could only hear the sharp birdsong and the intense buzzing in his head caused by the overload of the eardrum, and his subconsciously turning half of his body to the side to block Fang Qingwen.

The moment before the sonic cannon hit him, his ear, which was clearly deaf to hearing anything, heard a steady and powerful word: "I'm coming."

The next moment, Fang Qingwen pushed him behind him with force on his wrist, and quickly drew his sword with his right hand. The silver blade shone with the cold light of the everlasting snow on the top of Canglong Mountain. At the moment of the blade, Yan Song only felt that the world had become dark and dull.

It was as if the roof had fallen and the giant bell sank into the sea, and it was also like the sharpest sword in the world hitting the thickest shield in the world. The sharp and thick collided, making an overwhelming dull sound.

But Yan Song only felt that he was crushed into powder by some huge pressure, before the majestic power, he had no ability to fight back.

Not to mention Fang Qingwen standing in front of him.

The wild storm lasted for a whole cup of tea, and Yan Song also gave Fang Qingwen the spiritual power of a cup of tea.

After the storm receded, a tiny sound was heard.

Yan Song held his breath to watch.

It was the sword that was broken.

It starts as a small fine line, gradually widens, and finally expands into an irreversible crack.

In the end, the sword broke.

Fang Qingwen's legs went limp, his whole body suddenly lost strength, and he fell limp, Yan Song frantically went to pick him up, Fang Qingwen half-closed his eyes, and was blasted by the sound wave until his seven orifices bleed.

This was just the first strike of the Fire Sun Bird.

Yan Song frowned and coughed twice. He felt that the spiritual power in his body was about to be exhausted, but he kept sending spiritual power to Fang Qingwen.

Suddenly, Fang Qingwen managed to open his eyes, held Yan Song's hand, and shook his head gently.

Yan Song: "What?"

"Don't lose your spiritual power, you... save your strength."

Yan Song frowned: "Stupid."

Fang Qingwen coughed a few times and vomited up another mouthful of blood. After coughing, he struggled to sit up.

"I...I want to protect you."

Yan Song pursed his lips, also in a hurry, so he said indiscriminately: "You are exhausted...how can you protect me?"

"Then I'm protecting you by killing all the enemies."