Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

The next day, when Wan Feng was away, Ge Huan found the spirit insect with his eyes closed at the corner of the bed.

dying.

He struggled repeatedly before mustering up the courage, because the spirit worm has always been close to Ji Xingzi, and he didn't want to touch anything related to it.

The breath of the spirit worm was weak, and his body was full of scars. Ge Huan did not expect that the spirit worm would be able to heal, so why did it become like this.

He touched it, and the spirit worm choked, and opened its small eyes a little. It was very happy to see Ge Huan.

Immediately, she raised her head and rubbed against his palm.

"Why did you come here? Little thing, why are you still injured? Could it be that you are playful? It's unlikely."

The spirit worm shrugged and shook its head, small tears fell, and the whole body trembled, making people involuntarily want to protect it.

The first time he saw a spirit worm and he still cried, Ge Huan was a little surprised: "What's wrong with you? Is something wrong?"

Ling Chong glanced at Ge Huan, nodded, and then pointed in the direction of the door.

"You want me to take you out?"

The spirit worm nodded excitedly.

Ge Huan's face changed slightly: "Did you accidentally fall in?"

Could it be that when Ji Xingzi drove himself into the Myriad Demon Abyss, the spirit worm accidentally fell down.

Most likely so.

"Then let me take you out. This is not a good place. You are an immortal creature. If you accidentally come here, you must not be able to bear it. You have suffered a lot. Don't be afraid, I will take you out right away."

Regardless of whether Ling Chong nodded or shook his head, Ge Huan stuffed it into his arms and went out.

Since he recovered from his injury, he often went out and walked around, but the scope of his activities was only at the bottom of the Ten Thousand Monsters Abyss.

Wan Feng told him to take him out of Myriad Demon Abyss after the injury is completely healed and no scars can be seen.

It will probably take another two months. To be honest, it's quite boring. Fortunately, there are these evil spirits with Wan Feng.

When these evil spirits saw him, they seemed to meet an old friend, they were very friendly, and they even wagged their tails to say hello.

At first it looked scary, but Wan Feng said that these were black elves, companions who had accompanied him through countless lonely and cold days.

When I think about it, I am not so scared, and even very kind.

There is only one exit from Wanyaoyuan, the door of mystery, he has seen it once from a distance, but never approached it.

He refused to let the wind go, saying that no one had broken out so far, and it was very dangerous, so he was not allowed to get any closer.

Ge Huan walked quickly based on his memory.

Although no one has ever broken out, the spirit worms are not human, so maybe they can get out.

At an ordinary fork in the road, the spirit worm suddenly poked its head out desperately, biting him, and fell to the ground in a frenzy. The surrounding evil spirits seemed to sense delicious prey, and they all rushed to kill the spirit worm. Surrounded, running and howling excitedly.

Ge Huan cast a small spell, a very gentle one, called Mu Chunfeng, like Mu Chunfeng, the victim will feel the warm spring breeze blowing on his face, and he will sink spontaneously: "I'm sorry, this is my friend, there is no malice."

These evil spirits were all intoxicated, and stepped aside with a smile.

He quickly picked up the spirit worm: "What's wrong with you? You're so impatient, I said I'll take you out, don't believe me, at worst I'll beg for mercy and let Lan Feng let you go, he's not that scary, don't be afraid."

Thinking of last night when Ling Chong saw Wan Feng, he panicked and slammed into the corner of the bed. If Ge Huan hadn't picked it up this morning, he wouldn't know when he would have passed out.

Just as Ge Huan was about to push him back into his arms, the spirit worm bit him again and bumped into him. His whole body seemed to explode, moving wildly, extremely irritable and restless.

Only then did Ge Huan realize that something was wrong. The spirit worm didn't want to go out, but had another purpose.

He put the spirit worm in the palm of his hand and said seriously, "What do you want to do?"

The spirit insect pointed to another hole with its head. Ge Huan turned his head and glanced faintly.

Just one glance, and my heart ached.

what's thereUnknown and fearful.

Ge Huan took a step out of nowhere, his legs were trembling and unsteady for no reason.

Seeing that Ge Huan finally understood, the spirit worm lay powerless on his stomach, listless and dying.

This hole is very mysterious, he has never walked through it, there is no fork, he keeps walking, he keeps walking, it seems that there is no end.

On the way, Ge Huan rested a few times. For some reason, his body became weaker and weaker. It may be that Wan Feng protected him too well, and he was not allowed to do anything or touch him.

But at least I learned some magic.

A long distance away, a wave of heat came with smoke and dust, and the closer you got, the more obvious the burning sensation.

So hot, so hot.

What kind of place is this? Why hasn't he been here before? Could it be that the spirit worm escaped from here, so it was burned to the ground?

Ge Huan licked his lips: "Where is there anything?"

The spirit worm didn't even have the strength to open its eyes, it just moved slightly.

Suddenly, a little nervous, he cautiously, step by step, endured the burning heat, and walked forward.

At the end of the thick smoke and dust, a prison suddenly appeared, which looked like a temple.

It is a prison because the gate is made of iron pillars, and it is like a temple because there are Buddha statues, futons, and sandalwood jars under the Buddha statues.

He could feel that the inside of the temple must be like a steamer, hotter than a steamer, almost ignited a fire.

What made his heart tense even more was that there was a person kneeling on the futon, his head drooping weakly, his black hair scattered in a mess, and the iron chains hanging from the roof of the temple, firmly locked the person's neck, arms, and pierced his bones.

The clothes were in tatters, only one corner of the clothes that stained the floor was white, and the exposed skin was as red as a branding iron.

From time to time, the iron chain was struck by lightning-like light waves, which shook the entire temple. The Buddha statue was already split in the middle, and every time it shook, it split even more, as if it would be broken in half in the next second.

But the man's body only trembled slightly.

Should be dead.

Ge Huan's pupils shrunk to very small, and he held his breath watching this scene, completely forgetting how hot it was, his skin was burning red and hot.

What is the difference between this punishment and the soul twisting column I used back then? It should be more cruel. It is really like lightning hitting this person one by one. There is no room for resistance. I don’t know how long he was locked up. Deep red, black red, it should be a long time.

This is Wan Feng's territory, who can he imprison, the key point is that this person has his back to him, so he can't see his face clearly.

But this figure is very familiar, Ge Huan firmly suppressed that thought, leaving no gaps.

Ling Chong licked the palm of his hand with his mouth, and he lowered his head again: "What did you bring me here for? Save him? Who is he?"

The spirit insect nodded slightly, then jumped off by itself, ran towards the prison door, slammed it with all its strength, and wanted to open the prison door.

I saw that those few iron pillars became fiery red in an instant, emitting a strong light, shaking the spirit insect far away, its small body didn't even struggle, it lay on the ground and couldn't get up again.

Ge Huan was so frightened that he quickly picked it up, only to find that Ling Chong's body was colder than ever before, and it was no longer soft, but gradually became hard.

Taking a closer look, he was out of breath. Such a hot place made his palms feel cold.

It's dead.

The spirit worm of Ji Xingzi is dead...

In fact, he should have discovered that the spirit worm was about to die a long time ago. His chubby body had lost a lot of weight, and his original red body was completely unrecognizable due to injuries. If it weren't for those small eyes and antennae, he would never have recognized it.

The witty, naughty and cute ghosts of the past have long since disappeared.

It's just that there was an obsession, and he took a deep breath, in order to bring him here, and use his own life to tell him what he should do.

It is to save the person inside.

and that person is

Polar star!

Ge Huan's breath was stuck in his chest, and his face suddenly became contorted, his hands and feet began to shake unnaturally, and his body was powerless to kneel down.

The people inside are Ji Xingzi.

There are so many things in this world that you can't even think about, all the fuck happened.

How could it be Ji Xingzi, he should be in the Junshan School, in Danggui Mountain, high above, outstanding, noble and humble, enjoying a great reputation.

But the fact is that the pole star.

In fact, he could recognize the back figure at a glance, but it was hard to imagine that it was.

The man appeared to be dead.

dead.

Thinking of this, Ge Huan suffocated.

Didn't know how to breathe at all.

Those heart-pounding hatreds disintegrated in an instant.

It would be meaningless for no one to harbor hatred for a dead person, let alone the one he loved.

I can't accept it at all, I can't stand it.

At this moment, Ge Huan collapsed and went mad. The long-suppressed longing and love turned into endless pain, filling his heart.

He didn't even have the courage to turn around and take a look.

After seeing that scene once, I can't forget it. From time to time, there will be loud noises from the iron chain when it emits mana.

His throat was sore and he couldn't make a sound. His fingertips were deeply embedded in the soil, and they were instantly stained with blood.

The pain moved him slightly, slightly opening a gap in his mind.

He hated Ji Xingzi, but never thought of letting him die.

How could Ji Xingzi die? He can fight against a hundred heroes with one enemy. In the original book, Ji Xingzi can only be killed by him, and no one can move him.

What's more, death is such a fantasy.

Ge Huan pumped himself up again and again, taking deep breaths.

He had to get his brain to function, to regain his sanity, to regain his composure.

Throw away distracting thoughts and concentrate, even if Ji Xingzi dies, he will die by his own hands, not now, not by others.

He also had to determine who was inside!

Ge Huan made up his mind, put the spirit worm into his arms, got up and walked towards the prison, just now the spirit worm demonstrated for himself that this door has magic, if you bump into it rashly, you will be bounced away and you will be injured.

He can't hit hard.

He looked around and touched the walls, but there was no mechanism. He searched for a long time, touched for a long time, but still made no progress.

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became, and he didn't dare to look inside.

I can only find Wan Feng, but if the one inside is indeed Ji Xingzi, Wan Feng is going to kill Ji Xingzi, it was in the past, how can it be let go now.

But he has to find Wan Feng, this is his territory, and only he can open the prison door.

Not so much time to waste, he ran back quickly.

While running, he thought about how to ask Wan Feng later, but he couldn't say it directly, because he always felt that Wan Feng and Ji Xingzi had a deep hatred across the sea of ​​blood, and they had an inexplicable relationship.

In fact, he has always wanted to ask, but he just didn't want to mention it, and he didn't want to mention Ji Xingzi.