Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

When Ge Huan returned to the room, Wan Feng had already prepared a table of dishes, set up the dishes, and was waiting for him.

"Where is Huanhuan going? It's been so long since I came back. The food is cold." Wan Feng stood up and smiled, full of charm.

"Walking around, the Wanyaoyuan is quite big, and there are some places I haven't been to yet."

Ge Huan pretended to be relaxed, and slowly walked to the table and sat down: "Let's eat."

Wan Feng didn't ask any more questions: "This is your favorite food, Huanhuan, you can try it, I added a little more spicy food today, I found that you really like spicy food, your injury hasn't healed before, so you can't touch it It's spicy, Huanhuan must have endured it for a long time, and now he can eat it openly." Wan Feng lifted up his sleeve with one hand and put some food into Ge Huan's bowl.

But Ge Huan didn't have any appetite at all, he looked at Wan Feng with a smile on his face, and suddenly said, "Wan Feng, where's your family?"

Obviously, Wan Feng's expression became unnatural.

"I don't mean anything else, Wan Feng, it's just that you always listen to me every time, I have no reservations about you, but I don't know you at all, I think..."

Wan Feng smiled and said, "Since Huanhuan asked, I know I can talk a lot." Then he put down his chopsticks and said solemnly, "I only have you in my family, and this is my home."

"No, but, you are a Holy Spirit demon. Where are you Holy Spirit demons? Didn't you say that you Holy Spirit demons are nobles among demons, extremely noble, are you kidding me? Hang Feng." He guessed a little closer in his heart.

"I can joke with anyone, except you. It's true what I said before. The holy spirit demon is indeed a nobleman among demons, with a noble status, and no demon dares to match it. But that was only in the past, a long time ago..."

At this moment, Wan Feng, who was always smiling, had vicissitudes, hatred, anger, and pain that could not be hidden.

fleeting.

The words are light and light, which is always the case no matter what Wan Feng says.

This time Chang Gehuan listened quietly.

100 years ago, the holy spirit demon was actually a kind of deer that turned into a human form, but this deer is not ordinary. It has colorful antlers, a symbol of status, and has high mana. Therefore, it is honored as the holy spirit demon.

In Wanfeng's generation, the Holy Spirit Monster Clan is already on the decline, the demon world is killing wantonly, and they all want to dominate the demon world, and the biggest obstacle is the Holy Spirit Clan.

Many demons have conspired and jointly strangled the Holy Spirit demon many times, causing heavy casualties.

They had to start migrating their residences, wandering from place to place.

Wan Feng was still a little demon at that time, and after less than 50 years of comfortable life, he drifted away with the ethnic group, but he was well protected, and he did not lose the mischievous playfulness of children, ignorance of world affairs, and innocence.

During a migration, Wan Feng was lost by a butterfly. He realized that he was left wandering alone in the mountains and forests. A group of lions had been coveting him for a long time, and chased him madly. This little colorful elk was already surrounded.

At that time, Wan Feng thought that he was going to die here. A handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old had a grass in his mouth and held a transparent jade stick in his hand. Open, the group of lions were scared away.

The boy touched the jade stick: "If you continue like this, you will really become a little broken stick in the future. I won't call you Xiaoxue, I will call you little broken stick."

Hui Xueyu's stick shook dissatisfied.

The boy smiled, hid the jade stick in his sleeve, turned and left.

The boy hummed a ditty all the way, admiring the scenery of the mountains and forests all the way, but he was also leisurely.He doesn't want to be rich and powerful, but only wants to live a life in peace and style. It's best to be a knight, and titles like robbing the rich and helping the poor are not bad.

He also cherishes his life very much. In the past, he would fight if he could beat it, and run away if he couldn't beat it. Now that he has the snow jade stick, if he can fight, he will definitely not let go of a chance to be handsome.

But the more he walked, the more he felt something was wrong...like something was following him?

The boy's figure flashed, and he hid behind a tree, his eyes sneaking around.

I saw a beautiful little elk limping over, walked to the place where he disappeared, and looked around with two flexible eyes.

The boy jumped out suddenly: "Why follow me, little thing!"

With this frightening sound, Xiao Wanfeng knelt down and closed her eyes, and then slowly revealed half of her eyes to look around cautiously. Seeing that it was her savior, she boldly opened her eyes and called out sweetly: "Little brother... "

This little brother sounded like a sweet cotton candy, which made this big rough heart tired, and felt like he was floating in the sky.

The boy knelt down and fondled the little deer's antlers: "You can still talk, is it the little deer girl?"

Xiao Wanfeng pursed her lips: "What little deer girl, she's so cute, of course it's a boy."

The boy laughed loudly: "I haven't seen any boy talk like this." He thought for a while and said: "Little Deer Girl, how could you be chased by a group of lions just now?"

The little elk sighed: "Hey, it's all my fault that I was playful and got lost with my clansmen. When I wanted to catch up, I met the lion spirit, but I ran and couldn't even find the way back..."

"Then why are you following me? Don't be afraid that I will kill you, and then cut off your antlers and exchange them for money."

The little elk blinked its overly big eyes: "I think the little brother is a good man, and I'm afraid by myself. Those lions have followed me for a long time."

The boy looked behind the elk, and sure enough, there was a lion not far away, pretending to be looking at it unintentionally.

"Then I'll treat your leg injury first, and then take you home." He picked up the elk in one hand, and suddenly yelled, almost throwing the wind out: "Why is it so cold!"

The little elk apologized: "Little brother, I don't know why my body is so cold, I'm sorry, little brother."

The boy spat out the grass in his mouth and said with a smile, "Come on, scream a little more."

"Little brother, little brother..."

The boy listened sweetly, and didn't care whether it was cold or not. He took the elk all the way back to the town, went to the pharmacy, bought her a few medicines and returned to the inn.

The little elk was lying on the bed, looking at the boy curiously and looking around, the pain in his leg was nothing.

The boy gave her the medicine and said, "Little cutie, what's your name?"

"My name is Wan Feng, little brother, what's your name?"

The boy thought brokenly: "My name is Brother Immortal. Not only is I handsome and handsome, the main reason is that my martial arts are world-class, and I have disappeared from all corners of the world. I am nicknamed a handsome killer."

"Some gods live in the sky, and some gods live in temples. What kind of god are you? Why do you live in the forest?"

"I am a god who only cares about those cute and mischievous children."

Xiao Wanfeng said: "That's out of my control, I won't make trouble."

The boy smiled. It was a lifetime of luck for him to meet such a cute and energetic little elk.

Wan Feng thought about Brother Immortal in his heart, and said happily again: "Brother Immortal, thank you for saving me."

"You're welcome, I've done a lot of good things, this is nothing."

Wan Feng was still very afraid of strangers, his clansmen had told him that the most terrifying thing in the world was human heart, so he had to keep less contact with people.

This is also his first time getting along with human beings, and he doesn't think what the tribe said is right, this fairy brother is very friendly.

"When I recover from my injury, can Brother Immortal take me outside for a walk, I have never been out of the forest, and my clan will not let me, saying it is dangerous."

"Your people are right. The world outside is indeed very dangerous. But with me here, don't be afraid. I promise to take you around!"

Wan Feng jumped up and down excitedly, "Oh, it hurts so much."

The boy rubbed worriedly: "Don't move around! Pull the wind!"

"Okay, Brother Immortal, I'm so happy."

The corner of the boy's mouth kept twitching and he finished the medicine for Shili, then walked to the table, moved all the teacups on the floor to the ground, kicked his legs, and lay down on it.

Wan Feng stared with doubtful eyes: "Brother Immortal, why are you sleeping on it? I feel like I can't sleep."

"The bed is too soft, I can't sleep comfortably. Here, it's just right. Don't talk, Xiao Wanfeng. It's late, go to sleep."

Wherever you sleep, you sleep. He has done it with the ground as a cover and the sky as a back. This mere table is nothing.

Wan Feng stayed up all night, because it was an unfamiliar environment, so he had to be cautious.

He quietly looked at the boy, and intuitively felt that the man in front of him, although he looked unkempt and free-spirited, always had an unknown weed in his mouth, and his hair was not tied up properly, it was just tied up indiscriminately and sideways. The broken hair is flying in all directions, as if he would obey anyone, but he thinks this is his personality, he is a hero, he does not ask for anything in return, and when he flashes his weapon, other monsters and ghosts are scared away, which really fits the fantasy of all the heroes in his heart.

There is a flower blooming in the bottom of my heart, filling that little tender heart.

The next day, Wan Feng climbed onto the table. When the boy woke up, he suddenly saw two big eyes staring at him blankly. He was so frightened that he straightened up.

He put his hands on his chest, comforting himself: "Wan Feng, don't scare me like that, I have a bad heart."

Wan Feng jumped off the table and lowered his head: "Brother Immortal, I'm sorry, I think it's been dawn for a long time, and I'm worried about you before you get up."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't blame yourself, hey, Wan Feng, you can jump up and down, your leg is healed?"

Wan Feng deliberately jumped a few more times: "Well, it's all right!"

In fact, he discovered very early on that their elk clan can heal their injuries on their own. No matter how serious the injury is, at most, they can drink a bowl of red soup secretly made by the patriarch, and they will be fine after a while.

"It's amazing. I was seriously injured yesterday, but I'm fine today? I bought so many medicines, no way! Don't waste it, you must use it up, so as not to relapse in the future! Come here, little deer girl..."

"No need, Brother Immortal."

"Be obedient, after taking the medicine, my brother will take you out to play."

"OK then."

Wan Feng obediently jumped into the boy's arms and asked him to apply medicine for herself.

But the boy couldn't find yesterday's wound by himself, holding the medicine, his hand was stiff for a long time, and he couldn't remember where the wound was yesterday! ?

"Let's keep the medicine for next time, just in case."

"Ah."

This day, he took to the street with a stalk of wind, still holding a root in his mouth, idling, and beside him was a beautiful colorful elk.

Pedestrians along the way pointed at the colorful little elk, especially children, who wanted to touch and take a look at it.

The boy said impatiently: "Give way, we are here to visit the market, not to be treated as a theater by you!"

He didn't expect Wan Feng to be so lovable, so he couldn't help feeling a little bit happier in his heart.

When passing by a silk shop, the silk owner quickly waved and shouted: "Young master, how much is your little deer, I bought it!"

The boy turned a deaf ear and walked on by himself.

The boss continued: "Hey, don't go, you make an offer!! I'm willing to pay any amount!"

The boy stopped in his tracks, tilted his head and smirked, and said, "If you can stand my Xiaoxue's blow, I'll sell him to you!"

The boss listened, and nodded happily in agreement, until Yun Xian showed his snow-returning jade stick, and his smile gradually froze...

That... isn't that the legendary Huixueyu stick? ?

It is said in the world: Hold the snow and pick the stars, and the gods will be moved when they see it.

The boss hehe laughed and said, "Young master, I'm just kidding when I didn't say it. I think you paid a lot of money to buy this little elk. No, it must be priceless! Hehehe..."

There are no pedestrians blocking them anymore. I am afraid that if the jade stick is waved lightly, the people on this street will not even think about going home completely today.

The boy hugged the wind happily: "You are so good, I told you to stop talking, and I really held back my words."

"Didn't Brother Immortal say that you can't speak, or you will be beaten like a monster."

"Yes, you are the elk spirit clan, born demon clan, hey, I will take you to find your clan members tomorrow."

"No, Brother Immortal promised me, take me to play enough, it's only a day, no way!"

"Your people will be worried," the boy explained.

"Then play for two more days! Just two days, okay, Brother Immortal, Elder Immortal..."

The boy really had no resistance to the coquettish and soft-hearted girl, let alone such a cute and beautiful little elk, so he agreed.

In the next few days, Wan Feng followed the boy around on the street swaggeringly every day~

No one stopped them, and no one dared to, they all watched from afar, and waited for them to pass by before passing by themselves.

Wan Feng thinks that the outside world is really fresh and exciting. The house is built in a square shape, which is strange but beautiful. There are also all kinds of small commodities, and the food has its own characteristics.Can't watch enough every day, can't play enough...

Arriving at the bank of a river, boats passed by in twos and threes.

The boy bowed his head and said, "Little Deer Girl, let's take a boat ride for a while and enjoy the scenery on both banks."

"Okay, okay, it just so happens that my legs are tired from walking."

The boy picked up the wind and said distressedly: "I'm tired from walking, why don't you tell me, I'll carry you away."

"It's not fun to hold."

The boy smiled and said, "What a clever little ghost."

After paying the money, he stepped into the small boat, sat on the side of the boat with Wan Feng in his arms, and said softly: "There is someone, please stop talking to Wan Feng."

Wan Feng nodded obediently.

The boy looked at those pretty and lovely big eyes, his heart was full of love and affection, so soft, he unexpectedly leaned over and kissed them lightly.

Wan Feng's heart is really bumped, he is also a Linglu who has lived for 100 years, and this is the first time he is kissed by someone outside the same clan.

Warm and soft, not as cold as A Niang.

Wan Feng trembled his eyelashes, not daring to look at the boy, the sudden shyness made it hard for him to speak.

The boy also wondered if this would be bad, but in his heart, Wan Feng was like a cute child shining in his heart in the dark night.

"Little Wanfeng, don't mind if my brother kisses you."

Wan Feng faltered and murmured casually.

The boy laughed loudly: "Sure enough, Xiao Wanfeng still likes brother very much."

After speaking, he kissed the deer's forehead again.

The boatman outside looked at the inside of the boat with distaste, thinking he was a lunatic, and it was fine to talk to himself alone, and suddenly burst out laughing.

Because the boy is jobless and vagrant, his financial resources are deteriorating, and the inn he lives in is getting worse day by day.

This time, the two lived in a ruined temple. At least there were some thatch in the ruined temple, and they could sleep on it as a bed.

The boy crossed his feet leisurely, still holding a straw in his mouth: "I'm so sorry, little Wanfeng, I'll take you to live in a good house in two days."

Originally, it was easy to deal with alone, but suddenly there are more small things, so you can't neglect others.

The boy has been wandering around the rivers and lakes since he was eight years old. Anyway, his father doesn't love his mother or his mother, so he won't be an eyesore and a waste of food at home.

But he was not alone at the beginning, he followed a bald monk, but later the monk died, and before he died, he told him that he could find a peerless weapon in a place called Wu'exi, and of course it was the Xueyu stick this time. It took a lot of effort to get it. Thinking about it at that time, the boy's heart palpitations were endless.

I am used to being alone, and it feels good to have someone to accompany me.

Wan Feng said: "It's the same everywhere, I think this is also very good."

The boy asked curiously, "Where do you elk spirits usually sleep?"

"It used to be in the palace, which was very big and gorgeous, but now it can only be in the cave. We are a big family, and we all listen to the patriarch. We will migrate once in a while, because the demon world is turbulent, and our elk spirit The power of the clan is too strong, and many monsters are staring at it."

The boy asked curiously, "Are you living in seclusion?"

"It doesn't count. Every migration is quite loud. In fact, I don't think it's meaningful. The time is uncertain."

The boy tore off the grass from his mouth with his hands, and hurriedly asked, "Then you got lost during the migration this time?"

Wan Feng nodded.

"Then can you still find it? Can you find your people?"

If you say that, Wan Feng was left behind by the large army, can this still be found?

Wan Feng suddenly realized this problem, and his heart immediately became cold.

"Isn't there a fairy brother, the fairy brother will lead me to find it!"

The boy smiled wryly and said, "Xiao Wanfeng really thinks highly of me, so I can't let you down! I will definitely take you home."

Wan Feng can now sleep peacefully. After so many days, he completely believes that the boy is a real fairy brother with a bodhisattva heart!

The boy suddenly said again: "Little Wanfeng, how old are you?"

"More than 100 years old..."

After hearing this, the boy just missed spitting out a mouthful of old blood. Over 100 years old?I can call her Grandma Grandma now, and I naively thought she was a child, but she sounded like a little girl, this is really terrible...

"Over 100 years old, how old is your patriarch?"

"The new patriarch is only a thousand years old."

The boy swallowed his throat: "You are only a thousand years old? What is the secret of your long life... a thousand years old? Can you tell my brother that I don't ask for more, just live to be a hundred years old."

"I don't know, it's natural."

He was so envious, jealous, and hated, he was born with a thousand years old, why didn't he reincarnate as an elk, why should he be a human?Life, old age, sickness, and death in just a few dozen years is really incomparable, and it makes people mad.

"The Wanfeng is considered very small in the clan."

Wan Feng nodded and said: "Yeah, so people in the clan dote on me and treat me very well, I don't know how they are doing now."

"Wan Feng homesick?"

"A little bit, but it's okay, there is a fairy brother."

Anyway, they have been with the tribe for more than 100 years, and the two of them have a tacit understanding and didn't mention going home.

After a long silence, the boy suddenly said: "Little Wanfeng~"

"Huh? What's the matter, Brother Immortal."

"Just scream, it's nothing, little Wanfeng, go to sleep."

"it is good."

The boy thought that he would be separated from Wan Feng soon, and he felt a little bit reluctant in his heart. The rest of the days must be happy for Wan Feng.

The author has something to say: boys are not polar stars! ! ! ! ! !It's just that Wan Feng thought it was Ji Xingzi!