Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

Ge Huan didn't know how long he slept, how much pain he slept, how many days and nights he slept, until the sweat dried up and his brows relaxed, he slowly opened his eyes.

The red tassels on the ceiling hang down from the sky swaggeringly, fluttering, very moving.

He watched quietly and dully, not recovering from it for a long time, as if this feeling had taken away his soul, stripped his mind, and made him unable to regain consciousness.

Until the brain suddenly filled with four words: he is still alive.

It was as if a cloud of blood had exploded in my heart, hazy and painful.

I just remember that someone performed the dreaming technique on him, saying that it can make people sleep forever, avoiding all pain and troubles, why wake up, why can they still be conscious.

cheated again.

Ge Huan moved sadly, his body hurt like a tearing wound, even after being treated, it still hurts so much.

He could only turn around slowly, the red gauze curtain, through the thin red gauze, one can vaguely see the resplendent, luxurious and ambiguous interior of the room.

Where is this, as long as he moves his mind a little, his nerves will hurt. He shook his head for a while, and patted his head for a while.

Did he sleep for too long, sleep stupidly, dull, why suddenly his head is not working.

After a while, there was the sound of someone pushing aside the bead curtain and walking lightly.

Ge Huan held his breath, he didn't know whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, but he didn't think they came to kill him.

Otherwise, he would not be allowed to lie on the bed safely.

Every time the man took a step closer, Ge Huan's heart twitched. He smelled a familiar smell, but his brain was blank and he couldn't search for information.

He really didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to die.

Still lacking the courage to face reality, Ge Huan chose to close his eyes and pretend to be asleep.

Wan Feng hung up the curtain, sat on the edge of the bed, and held Ge Huan's hand.

It was cold, Ge Huan's hands trembled, and his heart suddenly became frightened. What he fears most now is all cold things.

I have already tasted all the hardships for this, why do you still come, do you think his life is hard enough?

The wind brushed Ge Huan's face with his hand, and every time he looked at it, his heart ached a little more.

This is the face that made him fall in love at first sight, the person who was willing to give away the mark of his silence for a hundred years, the beauty who wished he could give away everything.

He would stare at this face countless times every day, hoping that one day Ge Huan would suddenly wake up. Although it was good in the dream, there was still someone waiting outside the dream.

Now he has finally woken up from his dream, but Ge Huan should have woken up logically, why not?

Are you still unwilling to face it? Ji Xingzi's knife is really deep enough.

"Little Huanhuan, why didn't you want to tell you to come with me? I can give up revenge for you. Just one sentence, the hypocrisy and sinister place of the Junshan School is really disgusting. Why do you want to like that kind of cold-blooded animal wholeheartedly? , make yourself like this."

Ge Huan's heart trembled, he was shocked, it was Wan Feng, it was him.

Wan Feng bowed his head, kissed Ge Huan's rotten wound, and licked it carefully.

It seemed that it was not the source of the rotting stench, but the most delicious delicacy in the world, worthy of his enjoyment and taste.

Ge Huan held back his anger, unable to care about the pain on his body, pushed him away suddenly, and growled, "Get lost!"

Although Ge Huan had little strength, Wan Feng was pushed away a little and nearly fell.

But there was no anger on his face, instead he was surprised, happy, excited, ecstatic...

"Little Huanhuan, you're awake,"

Ge Huan gritted his teeth and endured the pain, and stood up half his body: "Stay away from me!"

Wan Feng wanted to try to get closer, but worried about Ge Huan's injuries, he stopped, and said in a gentle tone, "This is my place, why should I stay away from you, and why am I willing to stay away from you, Huanhuan... "

Ge Huan can't hear these sweet words, can't!That's how he was led by the nose at the beginning and fell into his trap.

Sweat dripped from his forehead due to the excitement, and dripped down his face. He threw off the thin quilt, didn't even have time to put on his shoes, and was barefoot, all he wanted to do was escape from these ghostly places.

Can you let him go, don't let him remind you when he wakes up, those painful past events that are dense like flowing water, come one by one, and he is almost overwhelmed, he is really not strong, can you let him rest After a while, I really can't stand it...

But he didn't take a few steps, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell down. He couldn't help cursing in his heart, it's useless, waste.

Some wounds on the body have begun to tear and bleed, and the obscene clothes are gradually stained red.

He closed his eyes in pain, his heart was like duckweed, unsteady, he didn't know what to do, but he definitely would never be in this place, and would never have any intersection with these people again.

I would rather be a beggar begging along the street, a poor wretch crawling in the rotten ground, a madman who everyone despises and spurns.

I no longer want to have anything to do with people in this life.

It's disgusting.

He cheered himself up, stood up, and walked towards the door in a trance, taking small steps, falling down, getting up again, falling down, getting up again, over and over again, the white clothes turned blood red, One step at a time, one blood mark was shocking, but there was no intention of stopping or retreating.

Wan Feng watched anxiously from the sidelines, his face became more and more complicated and ugly, he was angry, but he was so angry that why did he deceive Ge Huan in the first place, why did he use Ge Huan when there were thousands of ways to do it.

Ge Huan became what he is now, and he couldn't get rid of it.

He was so distressed that he could no longer control himself and ran over, hugging Ge Huan tightly from behind.

"Why bother, little Huanhuan, don't torment yourself anymore, okay, okay, Huanhuan."

Ge Huan froze for a moment, and forcefully opened the pair of hands that were as cold as ice around his waist.

But his strength is weak, and he can't move at all.

"You... let go."

Wan Feng put his chin on Ge Huan's thin shoulders, and was extremely nostalgic: "Huanhuan, I'm sorry, I was wrong before, I shouldn't lie to you, I was wrong, Huanhuan, give me a chance, okay, the last time, even if it is Be friends, simple friends, don't be hostile and hate me, okay, you are desperate to escape from me, I can't stand it, I'm really uncomfortable, I wish I could stab myself a few times, Huanhuan, I was wrong It's..."

Ge Huan put down his free hand, and his body relaxed a little. He was too tired and hurt too much, and he could hardly stand up. If it wasn't for the wind to hold him, he might have collapsed.

He felt that the voice in his ear was slightly choked: "Huanhuan, trust me once, I know I'm a bastard, damn it, I don't deserve your trust, let alone your love. But I still hope that you can smile at me. Huanhuan Huan, you are the only person I think about in this world now, if you stay away from me, I don’t know the meaning of living, really, little Huanhuan, I don’t need you to like me, love me, as long as you don’t hate me That's fine, even if I have to wait ten years, fifty years, or a hundred years, I'm willing, as long as it's you."

The revenge of this life has been avenged, and he feels suddenly empty, lost direction, and doesn't know what to do, only Ge Huan, as long as he thinks of his innocent and bright smile, his dead heart will immediately revive.

"Wan Feng, me, it's nothing good, it's not worth it. Let go, I'm in bad luck, whoever you're with, he's bound to have no good results."

This sentence, which was as light as a feather, completely broke Wan Feng, and he burst into tears instantly. His Huanhuan, until now, was only his own fault.

"Hello, very good, very good, there is no one better than you in this world, Huanhuan."

Ge Huan struggled to turn his head, but the wind eased a little.

His face was cold and he couldn't see any expression: "Didn't you always only love beautiful things? Now I am extremely ugly, extremely ugly, don't you look disgusting? Wan Feng, don't force yourself to lie to me for you And speaking of these, all the experiences behind me, what you did to me is not worth mentioning at all, I just don't want to have anything to do with the past."

He stared at the trembling crystal teardrops on Wan Feng's long eyelashes, he paused every word, firmly and forcefully.

"God didn't let me die, I will die and be reborn."

No matter how much he wanted to die, he couldn't die after all. He didn't want to continue to torture himself, or let himself be depraved, decadent, and let himself live in endless pain and despair.

Wan Feng smiled, still as bright as the wind, extremely coquettish: "Because you are beautiful, I love beautiful things, if you are not beautiful, then I only love ugly things, but in my heart, no one can match you." And the beauty."

Flicking one hand between Ge Huan's hair, he sighed, "Huanhuan, you are so good."

Ge Huan turned his head, not wanting to meet those affectionate eyes, nor to touch the hand that held the wind, and whispered, "I want to drink water."

This understatement, like a child getting the long-awaited candy, made Wan Feng overwhelmed with excitement.

"Okay, okay, wait for me, wait" He let go suddenly, Ge Huan's limp body covered with injuries suddenly slid down, Wan Feng turned pale with fright, and immediately hugged him nervously.

"I'm sorry, Huanhuan, I was too happy just now, I didn't expect, I... I'm sorry..."

Ge Huan, who was in Wan Feng's arms for the first time, was a little embarrassed, but at this moment he couldn't take care of it anymore, he had no choice at all, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled were only close to old age: "It's okay, I'm useless."

Wan Feng didn't say a word, he was ecstatic in his heart, he put him lightly on the bed, helped half of his body up, leaned over to cover the quilt, and said softly: "I'll get you some water, wait for me, Huanhuan."

Ge Huan stared at his figure, and only now began to think, why is he here? Did he save him?This is Wan Feng's residence. He was obviously in the purgatory of Junshan Sect. He was unconscious at that time. He only remembered that several people came to him one after another. A little bit of impression, and the leader also came, his consciousness is too weak, he doesn't know what he said.

In the end, it was very clear that someone whispered in his ear that he would weave a dream for him and leave this evil world, and he agreed without hesitation.

Because life is worse than death, because I can't live anymore, the world I have always believed in suddenly collapsed,

He didn't dare to think about it at all, as long as he touched it, his whole body trembled, throbbed, and his heart felt like a knife...

"Huanhuan, you haven't eaten for so many days, you don't have much strength, don't run around, rest assured to recuperate here, your injury is too serious, you won't be able to recover in a few months."

Wan Feng came directly with the kettle, sat on the edge of the bed, poured a cup first, and brought it to Ge Huan's chapped lips.

Ge Huan didn't drink, and suddenly said softly, "Wan Feng, from now on...don't lie to me again."

He put down the kettle, held Ge Huan's hand tightly, and said with great care, "Well, no, never again."

"Then I'll ask a few questions, and you answer me honestly."

"Well, it must be true, Huanhuan, you ask."

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

Wan Feng stared at him, and slowly said: "Killed."

"How many have you killed?"

"The number... I can't count."

Ge Huan laughed, even if Wan Feng said so frankly before, he would still be friends with Wan Feng, because there are really not many people who treat him well, and he can be counted on five fingers.

"When was the last time you killed someone?"

The hand holding the cup trembled slightly, Wan Feng's eyes remained unchanged, but he didn't answer so quickly, he hesitated.

He was debating whether to tell Ge Huan honestly that today, Ji Xingzi was sent to the Burning Temple, and he would die.

But he didn't believe that Ge Huan would not save Ji Xingzi if he found out, even if Ji Xingzi treated him like that.

Wan Feng pretended to think, and said with a smile, "A year ago."

Ge Huan smiled knowingly, tilted his head slightly, and drank the glass of water in front of him.

Wan Feng probably didn't lie to him this time, but both of them had a tacit understanding that they didn't mention Dangguishan, Wulingzun, and Jixingzi once.

One is unwilling to mention it at all, and the other is modest and afraid of mentioning it.

"Huanhuan, drink slowly, don't choke." Wan Feng looked happy and satisfied.

To be with the one you love, death is worth it, worth it...

"I still want to drink,"

"it is good."

"What would Huanhuan want to eat?"

"Can you say anything?"

"Well, you can ask for the stars in the sky."

Ge Huan was choked up by this sentence, mist formed in his eyes and tears overflowed.

It's been a long time since he felt this feeling of being loved and held in his arms.

He is still so useless, if others treat him a little bit, the psychological defense will collapse.

Wan Feng thought he had made a mistake again, so he apologized and wiped away tears for Ge Huan: "I won't say anything, I won't say anything, Huanhuan, don't cry, don't cry, I don't know what to do when you cry, my heart Just follow the pain, I'm sorry, I won't talk nonsense..."

Ge Huan burst into laughter: "It's not your fault, it's me, Wan Feng, where is this?"

"Abyss of Myriad Monsters."

"?" Ge Huan looked puzzled, shocked and unbelievable.

He knew that Wan Feng was sent into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Monsters, but why was he there?

Was it Ji Xingzi who broke him in?It can only be him.

As long as he thought of this name, this person, his heart would twitch involuntarily, his heart would feel anxious, his chest would feel tight, the pain made him hold on to the wind tightly, and he spit out a big puddle of blood.

Wan Feng was so frightened that he patted him on the shoulder hastily, and comforted him softly: "Wan Yaoyuan is nothing to be afraid of, it's much safer than outside, with me here, Huanhuan, it will be like home, trust me. "

Ge Huan closed his eyes, and leaned against Wan Feng's shoulder weakly, trying not to think: "Well, I want to eat meat."

"Okay, change your clothes and treat the wound, I'll do it for you."

Ge Huan's clothes were already stained blood red, and it was completely impossible to see that it was white before.

"okay."

Wan Feng said lightly: "You take it off yourself, or should I help you?"

Ge Huan thought about it for a while. He took it off by himself, and he still had to pull the wind to treat the wound. There was no difference. At this time, there was no need to twitch: "Help me, hurry up, I'm so hungry."

Wan Feng couldn't hide the joy, joy, and affection in his eyes: "Okay, okay..."

The author has something to say: I wanted to take the part of him getting along with Wan Feng in one stroke, but thinking about the ending later, let's sweeten Wan Feng, just this chapter.

He's not some affectionate second guy, he just wants to treat Ge Huan well, even if Ge Huan doesn't love him, he doesn't need Ge Huan to love him.

And Ge Huan would not like him, nor would he like him because he was moved. How should I put it, the two of them cherish each other, Huanhuan is very bitter after all, and if someone treats him well, he will be very happy.