After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

Linton followed Ann Ryan's gaze and looked towards the sky.

It has been more than 4 years since Haishizi's death, and they have also grown from the freshmen who just entered the first grade to the age when they can go out and travel in the fifth and sixth grades, much older than Haishizi back then.

Linton unconsciously tried to figure out the flower bud in his hand, recalling the person who was older than him in his impression, but now looked younger than him, and sighed softly.

He turned all his eyes to the sky.

Today's sky looks extraordinarily blue, there is not a single white cloud in sight, the sunshine is pure and beautiful, it is a very comfortable day.

"It seems that the starry sky tonight will be very beautiful." Linton couldn't help but praise, "I wonder if Mr. Waverline can see the next movement of the Dark God from the image tonight."

"I hope not, let our next travel process pass safely and steadily."

Anlan smiled slightly, still leaning on his seat and looking at the boy who looked exactly like him.It's strange to say that the two of them obviously have different food preferences, and they've both grown up a lot in the past few years, but now it seems that they still look exactly the same.

Although Ann Lane was a little thin because of his physical fitness, Linton, who was obsessed with research and often neglected three meals a day, was still a little far from the perfect body shape, and the two of them were the same again.

Coupled with the growing hair, there is only one set of existing films, which can clearly distinguish the existence of the two people.

Well... and ear studs.

Anlan unscrupulously scanned his roommate's attire up and down, stared at the stud on the other's right ear for a while, and then scanned the other's figure inch by inch.

"If you don't encounter anything during the tour, what is it called a tour?" Linton rolled his eyes with some disdain for An Lane's words, and spoke quite casually.

Although I don't know what went wrong, the plot is indeed not as unchangeable as Linton imagined.At least, Ann Ryan, who had disappeared in Sisia before the start of the second grade, now stayed in Sisia safely, and even traveled with their dormitory.

This is not an ordinary change. Linton only needs to pinch his fingers to know that the overall flow of many subsequent plots can be changed, so he feels that there is no invisible force in the dark. The last time was just a coincidence .

Even if there was some hidden force at work, it was directed at Qian Dian as the protagonist, and the final result was for his own good, and the rest was not a big deal.

With such thoughts in mind, Linton has become more and more casual in the past two years.

"I can't say it to you." There was some helplessness in the smile on the corner of Anlan's mouth. He stretched out his finger and pointed to the room behind the other party, and gently reminded, "You still have things to pack, and if you don't hurry up, it will be too late—I recently got Do you want to take those trophies away or what should I do?"

In the alchemy competition held by Fan Yinting back then, Linton finally lost to the top 4 in the team competition due to too few people and insufficient speed.In the final of the individual competition, he met Yi Lai again, and defeated the opponent with the fair scoring method of all the referees and with a score difference of less than one point.This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!Page 1/Total 3 pages

Coupled with some trophies obtained intermittently later, many people in the entire continent now know that the Plinlv family that once declined has a very talented heir.

Linton frowned in confusion.

"Usually, I need to be sent back to Primville, but from the perspective of graduates, I need to donate the trophies I got during school to the school..."

What a hassle.

Linton couldn't make a decision, so he made a decision in a self-defeating tone: "It's still half of the party, let them pick whatever they want."

Anyway, he doesn't have to worry about how many trophies he has.

Anlan successfully captured the subtext of the other party, and smiled helplessly, and glanced at the sky that had been stained with some yellow in the corner: "You should hurry up and install all your precious plants. Get someone to come and take them away."

Linton hesitated instead: "Wait a minute, I'll prepare some potions for them first, so that the golden-tailed bird won't eat them in a hurry."

"After so many years, you still don't understand that broken bird? He is a picky eater. No matter how good you prepare him, he won't eat it. He only wants to eat pickled fruit and other things. It's a picky eater."

"Just in case, just in case..." Linton muttered a few words, and then said, "By the way, let me prepare the medicine you are going to drink tonight, prepare the base solution, and if you get sick at night, you can treat it yourself Come here, I will finish the final process for you."

Anlan skillfully said: "Don't bother you, it's still the same as before, put the tears of De Haiwei and put it aside, I will make it myself, just drink it."

Linton hesitated.

As Anlan's light attribute magic power became stronger and stronger, the interval between his illnesses became longer and longer.The last time Ann Ryan got sick, Linton didn't check on him because he was busy with work. If this happens again this time, isn't it too good?

Anlan saw his hesitation, smiled softly, stepped forward and reached out to pluck the other party's braid.On the other hand, Ann Lane's long, golden braid swayed gently in front of her chest, outlining a beautiful arc.

"Aren't you busy with an experiment recently? It's so hard to organize things. It's okay, and you don't have to worry about the inspection. I know my own physical condition."

"If I know what I know, I won't overdraw my magic power."

Linton grinned his teeth and glanced at him impatiently. He immediately recalled that in a previous group arena match, the guy in front of him barely won the first place due to his injuries.

He clearly knew that he practiced magic relatively late, but the use of divine arts is forbidden in the arena, and he even provokes people who are higher in level than himself. This guy is really...

Anlan seemed to have expected what the other party would say, and took a step back very decisively. He spoke in a gentle voice, and the fog in his blue pupils was uncertain, covering up the innermost emotions: "How about this, let's each retreat One step." This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!Page 2/Total 3 pages

"You put your medicine in the bedroom, and I sneak in to call you. If you wake up, you will check it for me first, and then take the medicine. Before I wake up, I will make the medicine, and I will leave after taking it. "

"Okay." Since Ann Lane has accumulated a very large and friendly reputation with him in the past few years, Linton nodded decisively and agreed to this point, and firmly believed that the other party would work hard to call him.

I usually don't sleep very deeply, so I should be able to do it after being yelled at. If I'm really tired, I'll wait for the next time. Anyway, the complexion of the person concerned looks pretty good.

That's what Linton thought. As for the fact that Ann Lane didn't call him from the beginning to the end?Linton never thought of it.

He began to continue to grow various medicinal materials in the classic garden, stored all the needed ones, and handed them over to An Lane's subordinates for cultivation, and finally took a look at the dormitory where he had been living for the past few years.

Many things inside have already been removed. In fact, the luxurious white color of their dormitory was not there from the beginning, but Iverson's housekeeper, who is the prince of another country, came early and tidied it up.

Now that everyone is going to move out, the things inside have also been withdrawn in sevens and eighties, and it seems to be quite depressed.

Linton walked to a place on the dining table and stroked it casually. There was an imprint on the wooden table.

This was the first time he practiced a long knife for Qian Dian, the mark left when he swung the long knife.Now the knife has been changed for two rounds, but the mark is still here.Linton still remembered that the first knife even cut off one of Iverson's plates. Later, he found out that this plate was a treasure given by Iverson's father. A small plate could not beat a million gold coins.

Linton still remembers Qian Dian's panicked face when he found out about it.

I don't know if I can afford such a plate if I sell this guy's adventure in the first half of his life.

Walking around the living room again, Linton returned to the laboratory which had been cleaned up for the most part. While cleaning up, he conducted another experiment, then ate some dinner casually, walked back to his room, and fell asleep peacefully.

He was indeed a little mentally exhausted recently, and he fell into a deep sleep without paying attention.

As his breathing gradually became even, the door of Linton's bedroom was pushed open carefully.

Ann Ryan walked in lightly, put the soothing incense in his hand on the corner of Linton's bed, and waited for a while before getting in.

He skillfully helped the person on the bed to cover up the quilt, adjusted his restless sleeping position, then stretched out a hand, and stroked the other person's face little by little.

His fingers lightly tapped Linton's lips twice, and Anlaine's eyes dimmed, as if a storm was hidden in his pupils.He retracted his fingers, tapped his lips twice, and then opened his mouth to lick his lips.

Then he lowered his body and rubbed against the sleeping boy, and smelled the fruity aroma in satisfaction. Anlan untied Linton's loose braids little by little, and tied them tightly again. stood up from the bed.

He glanced at the headband he had given to Linton a few years ago hanging on Linton's braid, and then at the ring on the other's little finger, the earrings around his ear, the chain around his neck, and the thin rope on his hand , licking his lips contentedly again.

Seeing that the short-lived incense was about to burn out, Anlaine reluctantly went to the table to prepare the potion and drink it, then pushed open the door of Linton's room and walked out.

It was silent, as if no one had been there.