Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

"You two brothers, do you want to participate in the Flying Flower Order?"

"Ah."

"Please pay the registration fee first."

Ge Huan was about to leave in embarrassment. He didn't bring any money. To be more precise, he never had any money. He was so poor.

Sighing secretly, he couldn't move an inch without money, so he obediently went back to Danggui Mountain.

"Walk."

Wan Feng took Ge Huan's hand and ran in.

"Wan Feng, no money,"

"I have it. I have enough money. It's not bad."

It's good to be rich, it's hard to believe that this kind of interjection came from my heart.

He didn't let go of Wan Feng, and Ge Huan didn't bother to care about it anymore. This kind of feeling of being held by someone is not bad, at least he is not alone, he also has friends.

Lush forests and bamboos, clear streams and rapids, surrounded by reflections on the left and right, people sit by the flowing water.

Ge Huan was immediately fascinated by the scene in front of him. The scenes described in the preface to the Lanting collection seemed to have come true at this moment.

The two chose a place at random and sat by the lake.

"Xiao Huanhuan, look at the others who are all young to participate, and there are very few young ones. Are you sure you can compare?"

"How will you know if you don't try, and the focus is on participation."

Wan Feng picked up the wine glass and began to drink, while Ge Huan was looking around with great interest.

The surface of the lake reflects the figures of people passing by on both sides of the bank. Occasionally, a bird or two flies by quickly, wrinkling a pool of ripples.

It is true that most of the people sitting around the lake are elderly, but there are also some young people in their prime.

All kinds of characters shuttled across the strait. The Flying Flowers made the host very casual, without many rules, which made him very relaxed and he didn't need to pretend.

"Little Huanhuan, try it."

Ge Huan's mouth suddenly had a glass of wine, and the aroma of the wine slowly overflowed, penetrated into the nostrils, penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and floated away.

"I - woo, cough cough," the wine glass in front of him tilted, and the wine poured into his mouth.

It's astringent and choking.

The ancient wine was so strong, he was not mentally prepared, and he had never drank it before. The Junshan School abstained from alcohol.

"Hasn't Xiao Huanhuan ever had a drink?" Wan Feng thoughtfully wiped away the wine that dripped from the corner of Ge Huan's mouth with his hand, feeling remorse for his prank.

"As a man, how can you not drink some wine, Xiao Huanhuan, you will be at a disadvantage."

The wine flowed from the throat, and the strong feeling gradually changed to cool and refreshing, and the fragrance lingered between the teeth, good wine!

Ge Huan tilted his head and reached out to knock off the hand that was resting on his mouth. This gesture was too intimate and he was not used to it.

"Who says I don't know how to drink? After the Fei Hua Order is over, we will compare."

A joke, when you were unrestrained in the past, you didn't pay any dividends. People say that you can't get drunk after a thousand cups.

Wan Feng's eyes brightened: "Okay, okay."

"Welcome everyone to participate in the Feihua Order. This competition is divided into three parts. In the first part, the poems only need to contain the specified specific characters. , then the corresponding person from the back will pick up, and those who can’t catch up will be punished with a drink, and if the penalty exceeds ten drinks, they can leave the field.”

"Just listening to the rules is complicated. I'll be in charge of drinking."

Ge laughed and said, "That's fine."

"The first word, 'flower'."

With the sound of a gong, the first round of Feihua Order officially started.

"Flowers wither and flowers fly all over the sky."

No.1 has spoken out an amazing line with confidence, with three flowers in one sentence.

They nodded appreciatively and whispered.

"Love and be loved."

Peach blossoms are still there, peach blossoms, there are a lot of peach blossoms in Angelica Mountain, there are countless peach blossoms.

Peach blossom soup, peach blossom bath, peach blossom porridge.

pole star.

Ge Huan stared at the lake in a daze, his head was full of extreme stars.

How are the two of them now? Let's get back together. We must go to dinner together, and we don't have to cook by ourselves anymore.

For so long, he has been used to cooking for Ji Xingzi every day, and he is also willing to do so. Watching Ji Xingzi clean up all the meals he made is very satisfying.

Why did Wu Lingzun come out suddenly, caught off guard, the two of them still had past events that he didn't know about, and Ji Xingzi promised to protect her all the time...

"Xiao Huanhuan, it's your turn, Xiao Huanhuan."

"Ah—is it my turn?"

He stared at the two of them from all directions.

"Yes, you don't want me to drink it in the first round."

"will not."

After reacting, Ge Huan stood up and saluted generously: "The flowers flow by themselves and the water flows by itself."

Everyone cheered for a while, this poem is very suitable for the occasion.

Wan Feng whispered: "Why does it sound so sad, Xiao Huanhuan, this doesn't suit your style."

"It's just poetry, why do you care so much?"

"That's right, that's right." Wan Feng picked up the wine glass again, and Ge Huan hurriedly stopped him: "Don't drink it, you drank it up before we lost."

"Okay, listen to Xiao Huanhuan."

Wan Feng put back the wine glass, rested his chin and stared at Ge Huan.

The clear eyes closed and closed, the thin black hair curled up slightly with the breeze, and the cold white skin looked extraordinarily cool under the reflection of the lake color. The most important thing was his simple appearance that fascinated him.

"Why are you staring at me after you stop drinking?"

"Xiao Huanhuan, she's still so pretty."

"..." Is Yao always so blunt when speaking, at least Wan Feng is like this.

Before saying this, Thaksin believed it, but now his face is sallow and emaciated, too ugly to bear to look at directly, more like irony.

In this rubbish place, people live without people, ghosts and ghosts, and they have to worry about it every day, without money, power, or mana.

Fucking book.

Round after round of flying flower orders came, Ge Huan responded calmly and with ease.

Wan Feng wanted to drink but didn't give him a chance.

"Xiao Huanhuan, how much you have put into your head, I have never seen you practice so well."

"..."

Can he be blamed for practicing? The setting is like this, he can't turn the sky.

After the three parts were finished, the glass of wine in front of Ge Huan remained untouched.

The same goes for an old man on the opposite side.

The scene was restless, and most of the people had already left the table, standing around the lake, wanting to see this year's Flying Flower Championship winner.

Is it this young, handsome boy, or that hale and hearty old man.

The strength of the two should not be underestimated.

The old man said: "I will say the last sentence, if you can answer it, you will win after three rounds."

Ge Huan smiled and nodded: "Okay."

He hasn't enjoyed himself enough, three rounds are not enough.

The old man seemed to have the winning ticket in his hands, and said confidently: "A moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold."

Wan Feng said: "Is there a next sentence? Is this old man trying to bully you? Xiao Huanhuan, don't fall for it."

The people on the side were also whispering to each other. At first, they thought that the decisive part was too hasty, but now it seems that they are not.

"Flowers have fragrance and moon has shade."

The old man's eyes were bright, he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Love has always been spared hatred."

"A good dream is the easiest to wake up from."

The old man got up, and said again: "It is destined to meet thousands of miles away."

"Three smiles are foolish in vain."

These three sentences, the old man had just finished speaking, and everyone was still thinking hard, but Ge Huan was able to answer them fluently immediately, without a moment's extra time.

"Little Huanhuan, that's great, genius, genius!"

The old man clapped his hands: "Okay, okay, hahaha, good answer, the old man is willing to bow down."

"Assigned."

"What's your name?"

"Ge Huan."

At this time, there was a burst of endless applause from the crowd.

At this moment, Ge Huan regained his previous pride and confidence.

No one knew him, no one disliked him, and no one bullied him. They all praised him from the bottom of their hearts, were impressed by his literary talent, and applauded him.

It's been a long time since I felt this way, I almost forgot, Xuebage, he showed a long-lost smile.

"You're so pretty, little Huanhuan."

Ge Huan was speechless, Wan Feng had nothing else to say except to praise him, and this was all he said.

The old man left without knowing when, and many people left one after another.

"Wan Feng, let's go drink."

"well."

After receiving the top-grade glazed jade, the two left. This was the first time he saw an ancient night market, and he slowed down unconsciously.

Appreciate it all the way, but don't stop.

"This cup, I respect you, Wan Feng, thank you for taking me down the mountain today, I am very happy, very happy."

After finishing speaking, Ge Huan drank it down in one gulp. It was spicy in the mouth and sweet afterward.

Wan Feng stared at the slightly red face, and blurted out: "Little Huanhuan, you just need to be happy, if...you don't want to go back to Junshan School, just leave with me, and I don't want to go back either."

Ge Huan seemed to understand, and drank another cup: "No, I still have the Heroes Club." There is still a great cause to be completed, and he has to return to the original world, which does not belong to him.

Looking at the small wine glass, he felt that drinking in such a small amount was too unpleasant, so he threw the glass aside and served the bowl directly.

He picked up a bowl and drank it down. Why is the ancient wine so delicious and enjoyable? It would be perfect if it can be soaked in a wine tank.

Thinking of something, he whispered again: "Wan Feng, I don't have any money, have you brought enough?"

Wan Feng chuckled, and twisted up the wine glass to play with: "Just open it up and drink it, Xiao Huanhuan, you look good when you drink, and you're generous."

Ge Huan put down the bowl and said seriously: "Can you stop calling me Xiao Huanhuan?" His mother didn't call me so intimately, at most it was Xiao Huan.

"It's easy to say, I can't change it, Xiao Huanhuan."

It's just a code name, don't care, don't care.

Ge Huan decided not to talk anymore, and concentrated on drinking, drinking one bowl after another. Today he broke his precept, and practitioners abstain from sex and alcohol.

But why Ji Xingzi broke the precept to like another person.

Thinking of those two people, I felt sour in my heart, obviously it was just a master, he could have someone he liked, and he had no right to interfere with what he did.

But thinking of Ji Xingzi's tenderness, Ji Xingzi's unique preference, he is deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

I just want to hide it, so that others can't peep at it.

It can only be his alone.

How could he have such absurd thoughts, that was his master.

He drunkenly glanced at the opposite wind who was staring at him.

His head suddenly cleared, his heart was beating wildly, he would not be infected by this demon, he likes men?

He likes Master?

impossible!

He frantically threw this idea away, disgusted at how he could blaspheme Ji Xingzi.

Wan Feng had a panoramic view of his various tangled and changing expressions, and couldn't help but say in a warm voice: "Xiao Huanhuan, do you have something on your mind?"

"No...no."

"If there is anything unhappy, tell me, who bullied you, tell me, and I will solve everything for you."

Ge Huan squinted his eyes, his head was dizzy, and he pretended to think a little: "Why are you being nice to me?"

Holding the wine glass in his hand, Wan Feng said thoughtfully, "You seem to be an accident."

Ge Huan took a drink break, his face was flushed and his eyes were blurred: "What... an accident?"

The green eyes of the wind and the wind faded away, leaving only tenderness and affection, and sighed softly: "This is the first time I have met such a stupid, so stupid and so pure person like you."

"..." Ge Huan simply picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth desperately.

Wan Feng stared at his movements, and continued: "Being trampled on, but still lying for him, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to relieve my hatred if I didn't chop him into pieces and feed them to the dogs." The wine glass in his hand instantly He was crushed into slag.

"Hahaha," Ge Huan laughed suddenly, threw away the wine jar, stood up and said loudly, "Wan Feng, our thoughts coincided with each other. I thought the same way at the time. Feed them all to the dogs! Those who have offended me People, I want to feed all the dogs, feed the dogs all the fuck, why bully me, why, why"

Who the hell is not a baby, he used to be the center of all the stars, he could get whatever he wanted, but he didn't bully anyone because of his wealth and power, except for He Yige, he would never let that idiot down in his life Roommate, it's not enough for him to apologize and admit his mistakes, why must he be made to endure these insults here.Showing weakness and begging for mercy didn't work. He didn't know what he did wrong or what he did to provoke others.

It is very difficult to be a person, he does not want to be a good person, but he is not qualified to be a bad person.

no choice.

He didn't know whether he was crying because of the alcohol, or if he was really crying. Tears flickered, and he supported the table with one hand, shaking, and his voice was trembling and choked: "I'm obviously so humble, I beg them, don't be so humble." Treat me, or ignore me, but they, I don’t know why, they all target me, let me eat cold food on purpose in the dining hall, they cast spells on purpose when I sit down, and whenever Qixiu, they”

He was in a daze and couldn't continue talking, he was dizzy and couldn't see the person in front of him clearly, but he felt exhilarated, an unprecedented exhilaration, he needed a fulcrum, and he was almost unable to hold on.

Sometimes I really feel that life is better than death.

It was the first time for Wan Lime to hear Ge Huan speak so excitedly. He was probably drunk. He got up quickly and hugged the delirious Ge Huan.

It was late at night, the moon was covered by dark clouds, the candles lit in the inn were erratic, and the sight in the house was dark and groggy.Except for the waiter on duty who was taking a nap, only Ge Huan and his wife were still drinking freely, and the table was full of wine jars.

Wan Feng hugged Ge Huan tightly in his arms, very gentle, like coaxing a child: "Okay, okay, little Huanhuan, no one will bully you here, and no one will bully you in the future, be good, don't cry , Xiao Huanhuan, you are too stupid, too simple."

Ge Huan tilted his head and smirked, breathing on Wan Feng's white neck, and said in an aggrieved tone, "Without you, I don't want to go back, that doesn't belong to me."

He reached out his hand to wipe away the few tears in the corner of Ge Huan's eyes, and kissed his soft hair with his lips: "Then don't go back, Xiao Huanhuan, come with me, I will treat you well, I am sincere."

Ge Huan seemed to have entered a warm vortex, he burrowed into it with all his strength, looking for a place where he could feel at ease, and hooked Wan Feng's neck along the way, his voice was soft, as sweet as if soaked in wine.

"Master..."

"Master, thank... thank you, you are the best person in this world to me, how can I... how can I..."

Wan Feng was stunned, with a serious expression on his face.