The Sick Villain is Crazy and Wild: Unlimited Traveling Through Books for Freedom

"This mirror..."

"Ok?"

"Is it a little bit exaggerated?"

"Is there?

Ben Shaojun thought it was just right. "

As Mu Han said, he bent his head and moved closer, rubbing his lips on the tip of the little actor's ear.

"All-round fitting, you can see it from every angle."

Luo Yichu: (??w???)

These words were quite serious, why did they sound so strange when they came out of his mouth?

Mu Han hugged him, and looked at the entire Luo Mu Xuan, the more he looked at Luo Yichu, the more strange he felt.

Compared with serious theaters, it is a bit unscrupulous.

Which theater building will spend huge sums of money to lay carpets, but will not walk barefoot on the ground.

There is a circle of red gauze around the stage, which is hazy when the wind blows.

Even the accessories worn while singing are different, they jingle slightly when held in the hand.

In the past, in order not to affect the play, such loud accessories were basically not used.

……

Luo Yichu felt that this was not like a theater at all, it was too unserious.

But when he thought that it was Mu Han who made it, he suddenly felt reasonable again, because he was not serious.

He said that he didn't want to come to this place again.

"I'm tired."

Mu Han nodded and carried him to the second floor.

Luo Yichu:?

"Aren't you going back?"

"We will live here from now on.

Little actor has been here for a long time, I haven't heard your play yet.

I want to hear how amazing Mucheng's golden voice is, and whether it is worthy of this title. "

Luo Yichu: (/"≡_≡)=

You don't have to.

Mu Han carried the little actor back to the room, where there was a huge double ancient bed.

I don't know if all the ancient beds look like this, they are quite similar to the beds in Xiao Daochang's world, and even the structure of the room seems to be similar.

Luo Yichu was really tired and didn't sleep well for three or four days.

Lying on the bed and closing his eyes, he was embraced by Mu Han and fell asleep not long after.

/ / /

Luo Yichu knew Mu Han's careful thinking, so he always shied away from singing, and then he slipped him away to practice guns.

Wan Xin was tied to a gun target with a black sack over her head.

I don't know if it's because of the exposure to the sun these few days, but I don't see his thin skin and tender flesh when he was a young master at all, and his skin is tanned and yellowed.

The palm and ankle were shot through, and hemp rope was passed through and tied to the target.

Mu Han took out the gun from his waist, spun the gun around in his hand, and handed it to the little actor.

When Luo Yichu took the gun, he was flustered.

"Don't worry, he won't die.

If he can't see that he wants to give him a relief, the little actor only needs to practice the spear well, and he will be relieved naturally when he can kill someone with one blow. "

Luo Yichu: (????)

His boss is still his boss.

His sloppy marksmanship cannot turn Wan Xin into a hedgehog.

Mu Han looked at the little actor, raised his eyebrows slightly at him, and signaled him to start.

Luo Yichu raised his gun and shot three times in a row, he is a master of human body drawing.

Every time he drew the border, he himself felt embarrassed, and turned his head to look at Mu Han embarrassedly.

He definitely didn't release water, but his marksmanship was too lame.

Mu Han lightly smiled and touched his head, put his hand on Luo Yichu's back and aimed at Wan Xin's arm.

He followed the bones in Wan Xin's wrist all the way to his elbow.

All the bones during this period were shot through by Mu Han.

Wan Xin twitched in pain, but his tongue had already been broken in two, and his mouth had been sewn up with needles and threads.

It hurts!

The more it hurts him, the more I hate Luo Yichu.

If not for Luo Yichu, he would not have ended up in this field.

Don't let him find a chance to escape, otherwise he will definitely kill him without leaving any room.