Fang Yu felt like he was being torn apart, not only in his body, but even in his soul.

When the darkness in front of Fang Yu's eyes dissipated, Fang Yu found himself in the center of a huge black magic circle, surrounded by a faint black mist, Fang Yu couldn't see the things around him at all, let alone where he was now.

Just as Fang Yu was looking at his surroundings, the black mist in front of Fang Yu began to distort, slowly forming a human figure.

Fang Yu frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Night?" Although Fang Yu tried his best to restrain himself, his voice still sounded a little excited.

Standing five steps away from Fang Yu, dressed in a black robe, although there were no flower ornaments, it looked extremely noble and inviolable.

Ye slightly avoided Fang Yu's eyes, and also whispered, "Long time no see, Fang Yu." ”

This has indeed been too long for Fang Yu. Although Fang Yu had been cultivating all the time in the Dragon Trial Cave, this could not erase the concept of time. The accelerated time gave Fang Yu more time to cultivate, but it also allowed Fang Yu to experience the changes of the years for too long, which may not be a good thing.

Ye turned to the side and said lightly: "The appointed time has not yet arrived." ”

Fang Yu nodded and said, "I'm just curious. ”

"I remember you didn't have a lot of curiosity. After a pause, Ye said coldly: "You shouldn't come." ”

Fang Yu also looked at the night coldly, and chuckled: "Since you have found me, it is not always a way to escape. ”

Such a dialogue does not seem like a dialogue between brothers who have been reunited for a long time. But Fang Yu could also feel the strangeness of the night, and Fang Yu chose to wait and see what happened.

After a period of silence, Fang Yu said lightly: "Night!"

"Perhaps, you should call me my dear brother, Chen!" a cold voice sounded from behind Fang Yu.

Although the night was facing him at this time, Fang Yu was still keenly aware of the strangeness that flashed in the night eyes.

Mo Yu slowly swayed in front of Fang Yu and said with a smile: "Punctuality is a good habit, but you can't help but come too early." But it's okay......" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "It seems that you and my brother have a good chat?"

Mo Yu patted Ye on the shoulder and sneered, "Yes, Chen!" Mo Yu deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of "Chen", as if to remind Ye not to forget his identity.

"It's just ......" Mo Yu's eyes flashed with a fine light, and said coldly: "Chen, when the guests visit, should you call your brother?"

A black flame suddenly ignited on the body of the night, and in the firelight, the night stood straight, but Fang Yu could clearly feel the pain of the night soul.

Fang Yu frowned, although Fang Yu didn't know what was going on at all, it seemed that Mo Yu was completely in control of the night at this time, and he could punish the night at will.

For Mo Yu, who feels unfair, it is far more interesting to completely control the night than to kill the night directly. But the question is, how could Ye be willingly manipulated by Mo Yu?

According to the nature of the night, even if the god form is destroyed, he will not do anything against his will. Although Fang Yu could also imagine what kind of pain the night had endured, however, the night would not become a marionette because of this. So, what's the sticking point?

Without waiting for Fang Yu to figure it out, Mo Yu suddenly chuckled and said, "Night, you are really the same unbehaved." ”

Night suddenly whispered, "I'm sorry." Three words, but they are extremely stiff and numb.

And Fang Yu was completely shocked at this time, this person in front of him was really Fang Yu's brother, night? Fang Yu actually subconsciously took a step back, and an indescribable bitter smile rose on his face.

No, maybe, it's really not night anymore, he's Chencai.

Fang Yu's heart shook slightly, and his heart hurt even more.

Fang Yu was tough and cold-blooded, and he could directly erase the enemy's existence without hesitation, but on the other hand, Fang Yu was also vulnerable. The loss of his lover is already an unbearable pain in Fang Yu's life, so if Fang Yu loses his brother again...... That kind of blow can definitely be said to be ruinous to Fang Yu.

Mo Yu sat nobly and elegantly on a black chair that appeared in the dark, looking at the night with a slight mockery, Mo Yu was waiting to see a good show.

Ye Yan took a breath, then turned his head to look at Fang Yu, there was no emotion in his inky eyes, revealing endless indifference.

Ye Leng said coldly: "Fang Yu, do you know where this is?"

Fang Yu hooked the corners of his mouth and said lightly: "If what I expected is right, this should be the Divine Feather Clan, right?"

A sharp light flashed in Mo Yu's eyes, and with a slight flick of his wrist, a black delicate cup appeared in Mo Yu's hand. Shaking the black liquid in the cup, Mo Yu sat lazily on the chair, looking at Fang Yu and Ye elegantly and playfully.

Mo Yu's body was wrapped in the surrounding black mist, which made people unreal, and even more mysterious and treacherous. If there were any words to describe Mo Yu's words at this time, the only thing Fang Yu could think of was "vampire", elegant and calm, but weirdly cold-blooded.

In just over ten years, Mo Yu at this time is very different from before, as if he has suddenly changed from a psychologically distorted avenger to an elegant and noble prince, and his temperament can be said to be completely subverted. But no matter how Mo Yu changes, it seems that he still has a deep hostility towards the night.

Ye nodded indifferently and said coldly: "Since you have also guessed, you should also know that now your fate is completely in our hands." ”

Fang Yu was silent for two seconds, then chuckled softly: "Indeed. After a pause, Fang Yu said sarcastically: "So, Young Master Chen, how are you going to deal with me?"

Fang Yu's eyes flashed with a dazzling light, and a pair of ice-like eyes stared at the night tightly, not letting go of any look in the night's eyes.

The corner of the night's eyes jumped slightly, snorted coldly, and said coldly: "Fang Yu, you can't protect yourself now, I advise you not to provoke me." Ye avoided Fang Yu's gaze and said coldly: "After all, we are brothers." ”

Fang Yu's eyes flickered, and he asked sarcastically, "Yes, brother, would you do such a thing?"

Ye Leng said coldly: "I didn't do anything. ”

Fang Yu snorted disdainfully, and said lightly, "If that's the case, you wouldn't be here now." ”

Ye Pupils shrank, and then said coldly: "I have always had the blood of the Divine Feather Clan flowing in my body, only ......" Night paused, and then said slowly: "Brother is my only brother, how can our brotherhood be able to overcome the bond of blood?"

Mo Yu's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he gently hooked the corners of his mouth, and took a small sip of the liquid in the cup.

Mo Yu not only wants to torture the body and soul of the night, but even the feelings of the night, Mo Yu knows that the night is the most affectionate, so Mo Yu will have the night to bear the taste of being betrayed by his brother again. Mo Yu would torture the night until he broke down, or he got tired of playing with himself. Mo Yu's smile was even more weird.

Fang Yu frowned and said coldly, "Night, you won't just come to me to catch up, right?"

Ye looked at Fang Yu lightly, a faint black light flashed in his hand, and a black bottle appeared in Ye's palm.

Night handed his hand forward and said indifferently, "Drink it." ”

Fang Yu didn't reach out to pick it up, but asked, "What is this?"

Night's eyes were lowered, and he was silent.

Mo Yu smiled: "Of course it's poison." ”

Fang Yu turned his head to look at Mo Yu, his ink-colored eyes were bottomless, making it impossible to guess what Fang Yu was thinking at all.

Mo Yu suddenly felt a burst of irritability, the originally very happy mood turned out to be very bad, Mo Yu now wanted to destroy something, in order to vent the dissatisfaction in his heart. Mo Yu didn't think about why he suddenly felt like this, but subconsciously ignited a black flame on Ye's body.

Caught off guard, Ye's body stiffened violently, and then turned his head to look at Mo Yu fiercely, and a cold voice squeezed out from between his teeth, "Don't go too far." ”

Mo Yu was slightly stunned, but in an instant, he felt in a good mood again, snapped his fingers lightly, and smiled indifferently: "Oh, I'm really sorry." It's just that such an apology is not only insincere, but even full of ridicule.

The black fire on the night disappeared instantly, but the night still glanced at Mo Yu deeply, and there were too many feelings in his eyes, but the vast majority of them were hatred for Mo Yu.

Mo Yu didn't care about Ye's gaze, but enjoyed it very much, raised his glass to Ye, and Mo Yu's face spread a bright smile.

Although Ye was full of hatred in his heart, he still had to be at his mercy, and this feeling was too wonderful for Mo Yu.

Fang Yu frowned deeply, shouldn't the Divine Feather Clan have a necrotic facial expression?How could Mo Yu make such a natural smile?

Although this kind of laughter is easy for most people, it doesn't seem to be simple for the Shenyu clan. Could it be that Fang Yu's understanding of Shen Yu was very one-sided, and the Divine Feather Clan was not what Fang Yu imagined?

Of course, such a thought just flashed through Fang Yu's mind, and now, Fang Yu had no time to think about these trivial matters.

Fang Yu's eyes flickered, he turned his gaze to the night, and said coldly: "Night!"

Ye said lightly: "What my brother said is right, this is indeed poison." ”

Fang Yu stared at the night coldly and said, "What kind of poison?"

"A poison that can improve your cultivation in a short period of time, and can also make your life worse than death. Ye looked at Fang Yu's eyes, did not dodge, and was extremely firm.

Fang Yu laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "Mei Ji just ate this kind of thing, right?"

"Mei Ji?"

Mo Yu said lightly: "That little snake, right?" Mo Yu smiled coldly: "Not bad." ”

Mei Ji also saw what Fang Yu was, and now, Fang Yu had also become a guinea pig for real yàn at this time.

Fang Yu hooked the corners of his mouth, snorted lightly, and then took the black vial in Ye's hand.

Mo Yu was surprised with three points, and sneered with seven points: "You really want to drink?"

Fang Yu smiled coldly, then stared at the night with his eyes, and said slowly, "Do I have a choice?"

Now that Fang Yu was in the magic circle, the power of the dragon staff had been completely restricted, even if Fang Yu's attitude was tough, but in the territory of the Divine Feather Clan, Fang Yu believed that they had enough ways to let themselves drink what they wanted to drink. In that case, why bother others?

When Fang Yu decided to tear open the scroll, it was already doomed.

Lifting the cap, Fang Yu raised his head and drank the foul-smelling black liquid.