Villain: Fairy, please offer your loyalty

Diao Chan's voice was soft and sweet. She leaned forward slightly, her jade-like hand holding a wine cup, about to pour it into Gu Fan's cup.

The light gauze sleeves brushed against Gu Fan's neck, bringing a tingling sensation.

The breathtaking cleavage at the neckline was displayed without reservation.

This is the ultimate technique her godfather taught her.

But what she didn't know was that, in the eyes of a high-level hunter, the prey often appears as the hunter.

"That was a good jump."

Gu Fan took the wine glass, but did not drink it. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Diao Chan's smooth, alabaster wrist.

"what!"

Diao Chan let out a soft cry, and before she could react, the world spun around her, and she fell into a warm, broad embrace.

Her prized charms seemed to have no effect on this man?

No.

It's not that it's ineffective, but rather that it's been figured out.

"Young master...you've spilled wine on your clothes..."

Diao Chan's eyes sparkled, and her voice was as soft and sweet as spring water, carrying a hint of shy reluctance.

Gu Fan's large hand rested on her slender waist.

The texture is amazing.

She truly lives up to her legendary "Heavenly Fragrance and Bewitching Body".

Her skin was as white as snow, and most amazingly, as the warmth of Gu Fan's hand transferred to it, her originally fair skin actually turned a faint pink, like freshly ripened water. .

Wasp waist, perky buttocks.

This exquisite S-shaped curve would be a rare find even in the celestial realm, where beauties abound.

"Did you spill it?"

Gu Fan's lips curled into a wicked smile: "Then this young master will help you take them off."

"ah……"

Diao Chan's body trembled slightly, and that electric-like tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body.

It was the first time she had realized that her body was so sensitive; just a touch made her feel as if she had lost all her strength.

"My godfather asked me to serve the young master... Chan'er... Chan'er dares not disobey."

Diao Chan bit her red lips, tears welling in her eyes, but she took the initiative to reach out her slender arms and wrap them around Gu Fan's neck.

Those affectionate eyes held both fear of the unknown and, even more so, submission to the powerful.

She is very smart.

She knew that the man in front of her was her only support in this life, and her only chance to rise to the top.

"Good girl."

Gu Fan chuckled softly and kissed those crimson lips.

Sweet.

It has a pleasant orchid fragrance.

The red candles inside the warm pavilion flickered, illuminating two overlapping figures.

A light gauze curtain falls to the ground, filling the room with spring sunshine.

[Obtained Primordial Chaos Body Fragment x1 (Current Progress: 6/1000)!]

The next morning.

Sunlight streamed through the window and fell onto the messy bed.

Diao Chan nestled in Gu Fan's arms like a lazy kitten.

She shifted her body and let out a soft hum, yet her brows revealed the allure of a newlywed.

"woke up?"

Gu Fan played with his long, black hair, feeling great.

Because he obtained the fragment of the Primordial Chaos Body, he felt that the shackles within his body had loosened a bit.

"Young master..."

Diao Chan buried her head in the quilt in embarrassment, her voice barely audible: "You...you're so mean..."

"Is this what you call bad?"

Gu Fan patted the pert, full moon, rolled out of bed, and said, "Get up and wash up. I'm taking you to see a big show today."

"A big show?"

Diao Chan peeked out, her eyes glazed over.

"Go to Hulao Pass."

Gu Fan put on the platinum imperial robe, straightened his collar in front of the bronze mirror, and his eyes revealed an arrogant look of dominance over the world: "I've heard there's a guy named Lü Bu who claims to be invincible?"

"This young master specializes in dealing with all kinds of dissent."

……

Outside Hulao Pass, a murderous aura soared to the sky!

This is a fantasy version of the Three Kingdoms battlefield, where a scene that will shake the ages is unfolding.

The sky was not blue, but was stained dark red by endless blood.

The earth cracked, the void trembled, and every clash of weapons was like a nuclear bomb blasting the ground, creating a mushroom cloud of air hundreds of feet high.

"You traitor! Take this spear from me, Old Zhang!!"

A loud shout, like a thunderclap, rang out.

Zhang Fei stood like an iron tower, surrounded by billowing black smoke, and suddenly thrust out his eighteen-foot spear.

boom!

The black smoke transformed into an ancient black python, eight hundred feet long, its gaping maw radiating a ferocious power capable of devouring heaven and earth, as it lunged at the red figure in the center of the battlefield.

"Those who sell their heads for profit! Under Guan's broadsword, nameless ghosts are not to be slain!"

On the other side, Guan Yu narrowed his phoenix eyes and raised his Green Dragon Crescent Blade high.

hold head high!

A dazzling azure dragon phantom soared into the sky, its blade light transforming into a thousand-foot-long ribbon, seemingly about to cleave the world in two. Carrying a terrifying blade intent that could sever life and death, it blocked the man's escape route.

Behind the two, Liu Bei held a double-edged sword. Although he did not look as imposing as his two sworn brothers, a golden Buddha phantom appeared behind him, chanting incantations to weaken the enemy's fighting spirit and buff his second and third brothers.

Three heroes battle Lü Bu!

This was a showdown worthy of being recorded in history.

however.

In the center of the battlefield, the figure wielding the halberd stood firm like an ancient demon god.

Lü Bu!

This man, known as the "Flying General," rode the Red Hare, a magical beast with the bloodline of a true dragon, his body ablaze with crimson-gold demonic flames.

"Hahahaha! A bunch of ants! How dare they challenge me?!"

Lu Bu laughed wildly, his laughter shattering the clouds in the sky.

Facing the combined attack of the Azure Dragon and the Black Python, his face showed no fear, only endless arrogance and contempt.

"Ghosts and gods? World destruction!"

Rumble!

A three-thousand-foot-tall, three-headed, six-armed demon god suddenly materialized behind him.

The Dharma image was ferocious, wielding a giant halberd. With a single sweep, it shattered the spatial barrier.

boom!boom!

Zhang Fei's black python let out a mournful cry and shattered on the spot; Guan Yu's Green Dragon Crescent Blade was also shattered by a single halberd strike, causing Guan Yu's ruddy face to turn pale, and he and his horse were forced to retreat hundreds of meters.

One man, single-handedly commanding an army of thousands!

This is the terrifying power of a terrestrial immortal!

far away.

Inside the main tent of the eighteen warlords, there was a deathly silence.

Only one person sat in the corner, a cold smile playing on his lips.

He was a young man dressed in imperial robes, who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old, but his eyes revealed a sense of vicissitude and gloom that did not belong to his age.

Emperor Liu Bian of the Han Dynasty.

Or rather, he is Liu Bian, who was reborn twenty years later and awakened the [Emperor Tyrant System].

"Fight! Fight! The more intense the better!"

Liu Bian toyed with the jade cup in his hand, watching the [Dragon-Trapping Formation] charging in the system, a cold smile creeping across his face: "Lu Bu may be strong, but he's nothing more than a brute. In my previous life, I was poisoned to death by Dong Zhuo; in this life, I'll make everyone in the world my nourishment!"

"Once you are both severely weakened, I will activate the grand formation and sacrifice you all! At that time, I will be able to break through to the level of a terrestrial immortal and rebuild the glory of the Han Dynasty!"

Just as Liu Bian was immersed in his own grand dream of the Spring and Autumn Period, preparing to reap the benefits of others' misfortunes.

suddenly.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been paused.

The previously boiling shouts of battle, the roar of clashing weapons, and even the sound of the wind all vanished in an instant.

An indescribable terror descended without warning.

This aura doesn't belong to this world.

It is noble, aloof, and domineering, like a divine dragon in the heavens looking down on the ants fighting on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly lazy and disdainful voice slowly drifted over:

"It's so noisy."

"Playing ping-pong here so early in the morning, don't you have any sense of public decency?"