Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

Ge Huan's palms were a little sweaty, and he tried his best to lower his voice: "The boy is Ji Xingzi?"

Wan Feng was not surprised that Ge Huan brought up those three words on his own initiative, but the two of them had never mentioned them for so long.

"Well, even after a hundred years, his appearance is a little different from before, but I can conclude that it is him, but now he is colder and more ruthless, and the peerless weapon Huixueyu stick is made from the deer of my clan. Made with painstaking effort!"

The deer's hard work can increase the cultivation level and practice magic weapons, but once it leaves the elk man's body, it will condense into ice, and the returning snow jade stick will pass through countless hot hearts, and the aura will greatly increase. Whoever gets it will stand in the world.

And the boy who passed through the body with him was Ji Xingzi, who was poisoned by the patriarch's three-foot cold poison!

"Wan Feng, you... have lived in Wanyaoyuan for a hundred years?" Ge Huan said shyly, unable to imagine how the little Mihualu fell into Wanyaoyuan alone at that time, how could he survive...

"Um,"

"It's hard." Ge Huan got up and walked towards Wanfeng, but his eyes were full of mist.

This man, who is a little more beautiful than a woman, is so soft, so gorgeous, and so loves to laugh.

However, he witnessed with his own eyes the rise and fall of the Holy Spirit monster clan, from stability to wandering and wandering, to the extinction of the whole clan.

Powerless, helpless.

One person has lived to this day by hatred.

If it is really Ji Xingzi, then he really deserves to be hacked into pieces, and [-] deaths are not enough to atone for the crime.

"I'm used to it, it's nothing." Wan Feng chuckled lightly, without any sadness on his face: "Huanhuan, I forgot about it."

I have forgotten how to cry, what is pain, I can only laugh, and only by laughing can I live.

Ge Huan knelt down and held his hand: "Wan Feng, if you really forget, you won't shake."

Only then did Wan Feng realize that his hands were trembling, and he immediately regained his composure: "It's really okay, I didn't want to tell anyone about it, but since Huanhuan wanted to hear it, I'll tell you to listen to it, just listen to a story, don't worry about it burden."

"You always say, don't make me feel burdened, don't make me feel burdened, but I'm not a saint, how can I hear nothing, the protagonist of that story is you, Wan Feng, how can I not feel bad, no It hurts, Wan Feng, you tell me earlier, I can understand..."

Ge Huan buried his face in Wan Feng's hands and sobbed slightly. He knew that Wan Feng might have a deep blood feud with Ji Xingzi, but the feud was too big and too deep for him to digest, and he could only feel distressed.

"What's the use of telling you, Huanhuan, get up, don't be sad, I don't want to think about it for a long time, I just hope you can be happy now."

"I'm very happy, Wan Feng, I'm really happy to meet you."

Wan Feng raised his hand, the palm of his hand was warm, because there were tears flowing.

"Huanhuan, one month flies by so quickly, it's really sad to end so soon."

Ge Huan heard something wrong, looked up and saw Wan Feng was still smiling: "Huanhuan, when I met you, I thought you were like me 100 years ago, I really don't want to lie to you at all, I want to protect you Do you believe in your rare simplicity, innocence, and innocence? Huanhuan."

"I believe, I believe."

"But I didn't do it. I not only lied to you, but also failed to protect you. It made you become what you are now. It's because I'm too weak..."

Wan Feng's voice was a little choked, he was crying...

"No, no, Wan Feng, you are already very powerful, not weak, not weak at all, it is not easy for you to open up a world alone in this place where thousands of people fear and hate, you are really great, and I don't blame you You lied to me, you don't count as lying to me, Wan Feng..."

Wan Feng sighed: "This world does not allow people like you to survive, you are too stupid, too stupid, too naive, Huanhuan, it is better to become stronger, become the strongest, no one dares to bully you, no one gone."

He suddenly seemed to understand something, and immediately grabbed Ge Huan's hand and stood up, hugging his waist: "So, Huanhuan, do you want to become stronger? I can help you. Instead of letting others benefit, it's better to give Xiao Huanhuan."

Ge Huan wanted to break free and refuse, but found that he was restrained by the wind and couldn't make any sound.

Just like that, he was held in the arms of the wind, walked to the bed, and put it lightly.

This distance is actually very short, but today it seems to have traveled thousands of miles, as if this journey can never turn back.

"Huanhuan, I told you before that we both have the same aura." Wan Feng laid him down flat, and touched his face with his hands involuntarily, slowly from his forehead, to his eyes, to his nose, without touching his face. The injury on the upper body, and to the neck...

Wan Feng said it before, at that time he thought he was insane and had hallucinations, so he didn't take it to heart at all.

What breath?What exactly is it!

"Only I can understand you, Huanhuan, because I am the same as you, a demon core from the sky, but you are well protected, and no one has discovered it yet, but I have already been exposed. This is something that I can't wait for one in 1000 years." , but there are two in this life, our attributes are different, but the way of mobilization is the same, now I will mobilize you for you."

Ge Huan was stunned when he heard that, what kind of monster core and what kind of motivation are completely beyond the scope of his acceptance. Is there such a thing written in the book? Is the change of the plot so radical? Does it have nothing to do with the previous article?

But does the actuation require him to not move, does he need to not speak?What the hell is Wan Feng trying to do!

"Actually, you are great, but this thing has been suppressing you, so you feel constrained in what you do and learn, and you can't use it. It's not because of you, but because of this thing. I will help you now. I don't know what it will do to you. Whether it is right or wrong, I just thought that without me in the future, no one can protect you, Huanhuan, you must be strong."

At this time, the hand holding the wind has already begun to untie the thin belt around Ge Huan's waist, little by little, which is very painful: "Only when the two of us combine, can the power of the demon core be brought into full play. It's just Huanhuan, remember to hold on in the future , you have to bear it, don’t be afraid of pain, if you survive it, you will be invincible, and you will be king forever.”

With a light pull of his hand, Ge Huan's large white and tender skin was in contact with the air, coupled with the cold air released from Wan Feng's body, Ge Huan shivered from the cold.

Ge Huan opened his eyes slightly, he believed that Wan Feng would not do anything out of line, because his expression and his actions didn't have that kind of meaning at all.

Instead, something happened, but he couldn't figure out what it was, it was too sudden, everything happened too suddenly.

His heart was beating like a drum, his breath was short of breath, and he stared at Wan Feng closely.

Wan Feng then crawled on Ge Huan's body, propped himself up slightly, not letting himself be pressed down, and kept encouraging, his words were extremely gentle and slow, "Huanhuan, don't be afraid, you can do it, If you want to become an extraordinary person, you must go through unbearable pain, give up what you should give up, and don’t go back to the Junshan School, don’t go back, go to hide in other places until the demon core is completely alienated, remember.”

Ge Huan blinked, and tried to respond, can you untie it, he wanted to talk.

"I have done what I want to do, and then, you can do what you want to do, and I have not done anything that makes you unhappy, so I will not let you down, so if you can, think about it when you have time I."

After speaking, he drew a circle around Ge Huan's heart with his fingers, and closed Ge Huan's eyes with his hand.

Ge Huan's eyes darkened, his chest felt cold, he felt the pain of sharp teeth biting into his flesh, and then a steady stream of mana poured in,

Never before has such a clear feeling that his spiritual core, the male protagonist's natural spiritual core, seems to be breaking out of the shell.

It is moving, it is running, it is not lifeless as before, and the vibration spreads to the whole body.

The whole body is light and floating, and the feeling of going to heaven is no longer suppressed by anything.

But in the end, it was just a simple transfer of mana, it was about to explode, enough was enough, there was too much mana, he wanted to tell Wan Feng to stop.

But the wind is still instilling, and there is no tendency to stop.

Ge Huan couldn't take it anymore and fell into a coma.

When he woke up again, his clothes were wide open, and there was no sign of Wan Feng. There was a five-petal frost flower lying on his chest, crystal clear and shining.

Was it left by Wan Feng?Where is the wind going?

When he got up, he found that he was as light as a swallow. With a wave of his hand, he overturned the table and smashed a table of dishes.

Startled.

This is what he has dreamed of, to be able to sit on supreme mana without being bullied and crushed.

Now it has really come true. Before, he might be jumping up and down happily, screaming and shouting, but now he is not happy at all. He seems to know what he got in exchange for it, but he doesn't give up.

He hurriedly controlled it, his mana was incomparable, it was given to him by Wan Feng.

But it was not as painful as Wan Feng said, it was just that he had received too much mana at the moment, and his body was too weak to accept it.

After he searched all the places the two had been to, he did not find Wan Feng's figure.

Think of me more if you can.

Only then did he begin to think about Wan Feng's last words, and only then did he realize that Wan Feng might not be there anymore.

Just so suddenly, it was gone.

Why!

why!

At first, I just wanted to understand the problem of Wan Feng and Ji Xingzi, and see if I could find a way to save Ji Xingzi, but in the end, it turned out that Wan Feng disappeared.

He carefully recalled every detail of getting along with Wan Feng in the past month.

It was found that Wan Feng spent every moment with him with that attitude of living one day at a time.

Hold yourself in the palm of your hand, follow yourself in everything, follow yourself, and cherish it!

Only one month, why only one month, who stipulated it.

Ge Huan was thinking crazily, why did he appear in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Monsters from the very beginning, it wasn't Ji Xingzi who broke him into it, but the person who weaved dreams for him, the person who performed the dream technique.

It's him!But I didn't see what he looked like at the time, only heard the voice, maybe the voice was fake and well hidden.

I can only conclude that that person belongs to the Junshan faction!So Wan Feng told him not to go back to the Junshan School, because it was very dangerous.

And why Jixingzi is also in Wanyaoyuan.

He has to save Ji Xingzi first, ask him clearly, and also ask if he slaughtered the Holy Spirit demon clan a hundred years ago.

If it is, then it is unforgivable, it is not worthy of being a human being to do such a thing!

Ge Huan came to the prison again, waved his hand, and the prison door opened, and he walked in.

There was a lot of resentment in the temple, he was really not in the mood to appreciate how bad the surrounding environment was, every place was carefully designed, every touch was set by a mechanism, and the people locked inside couldn't get out at all.

But Ji Xingzi chose not to move, just kneeling here without moving.

He cut off the chain, Ji Xingzi's body slipped down, and hugged him hastily, not daring to look at Ji Xingzi, nor allowed himself to think more about him.

Just hold, hurry out of this gloomy, breathless place,

Ji Xingzi is indeed not dead, he still has breath.

In fact, Wan Feng saved his life after all, and he also knew that he met Ji Xingzi today.

But nothing was mentioned.

I didn't do anything to make you unhappy, I didn't let you down.

Thinking of this sentence, Ge Huanxin felt extremely uncomfortable like being poked by someone again, his legs softened, and he fell to his knees.

Ji Xingzi rolled down not far away.

He was exhausted physically and mentally. A person who really loved him, cared about him, and took care of him, who obviously slept together last night and chatted, said affectionately that he would accompany him, suddenly disappeared.

This kind of feeling is uncomfortable, but I can't blame it anyway, even in the end, it's all for myself.

"Wan Feng, why don't you want to name that person, are you afraid that I will seek revenge if I overestimate my strength, but you forgot, I prefer to overestimate my strength now."

Ge laughed happily, regained his energy, and hugged Ji Xingzi back.

Ji Xingzi has been tortured here for a month, his hands and feet have become rigid, and they are bent like this, unable to straighten.

The long hair was not trimmed, mopping the floor.

He is also choking, Ji Xingzi is still very heavy, after all, he is so tall.

In the process of hugging, I also discovered that Ji Xingzi's cultivation was gone, and he was completely abolished.

Very good, killing him, abolishing him, is easy.

The author has something to say: Wan Feng is not an idiot who sacrificed himself if he had nothing to do (although he is already dead).