Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

Ji Xingzi picked up Ge Huan, put him gently into the bucket, and cast the spell on him without stopping for a moment.

During these days, Ge Huan almost woke up, but Ji Xingzi fainted him.

He can't wake up, and once he wakes up, the two of them are destined to kill each other, he will not hurt Ge Huan in the slightest, and would rather be beaten to death by Ge Huan.

But he was dead, leaving Gehuan here alone, like a murder puppet, puppet, even more cruel.

We must restore Ge Huan's sanity, no matter what, this is their only way out now.

The blackened Ge Huan is invincible!

What Ge Huan soaked was a secret pot of poison, boiled from the saliva secreted by snakes.

They stayed in the snake cave at the bottom of the cliff last time, and the python obediently coiled around the pole star, stretching its neck to take a look from time to time.

Its saliva has been squeezed dry by Ji Xingzi in the past few days, but it is also happy.

There was nowhere to go, so Ji Xingzi thought of this place, and he knew what the hero in the original novel was supposed to be at the end.

Ge Huan's mutated tentacles covered the scallion-white thin fingers and grew from the inside. It felt like an octopus, slippery and sticky to the touch, but looked like green branches and vines. Looking at the overall situation, it was a sign of poisoning , Cyan cracks covered his entire arm and spread to his neck.

Therefore, it is best to fight poison with the poison secreted by snake saliva.

He has never believed in the fallacy that Ge Huan is a demon. No matter how the plot changes, the core will not change.

Ge Huan is definitely not a demon!It's just that he was poisoned, and his mind was controlled by Lan Zhengtian.

Ji Xingzi withdrew his casting hand, dusted off the black potion, and kissed Ge Huan's rosy cheek contentedly.

Afterwards, he leaned against the side to rest, not daring to take a step away, his eyes wandering, not moving an inch.

lost in thought.

Both of them should be wanted by the entire immortal cultivation world soon, and they are besieged on all sides.

The Qinghan and noble Evening Star Venerable, with a good name Shengze, once fell, and was pointed out by everyone, and notorious.

What does it matter, they will go back soon, what they have experienced here is just a dream, passing by.

He and Huanhuan will surely get through this disaster safely.

If it wasn't for this time wearing a book, he might have misunderstood Ge Huan forever, thinking that he is a proud, selfish, irritable son-in-law.

From the bottom of his heart, he was grateful for this oolong, which allowed him to get to know Ge Huan again, like a child, innocent and kind, who always puts that person first when he likes it.

Weak but courageous, stupid but firm.

Knowing kindness and repaying it, distinguishing between good and evil, daring to love and hate, calm and calm in adversity.

He remembered that he once joked that if a person like Ge Huan was the hero of this book, he would not live for more than three days.

In fact, Ge Huan not only lived for three days, but also lived a transparent and beautiful life.

After a while, his thoughts went back to when they first met, the fearful look appeared in front of his eyes, he wondered at the beginning, why the male lead had never seen him before, why he was full of fear, and refused his kindness again and again.

It turned out to be Ge Huan!

At that time, Ge Huan had no choice but to worship himself as a teacher in order to survive, and said things against his will every day in fear, conscientiously and conscientiously.

Bearing the burden of humiliation is quite a bit of a sacrifice.

The corners of Ji Xingzi's mouth turned up unknowingly, because Ge Huan was so cute back then.

Couldn't help but kiss again.

Small and exquisite nose, crow-feather-like eyelashes draped lightly, and her beautiful and delicate face was slightly reddish from the medicinal bath, making her extremely alluring.

At this moment, Ji Xingzi seems to be lying in happiness, and his heart is extremely happy.

He tirelessly guarded Ge Huan for more than half a month, changed his dressing, and fed him. Ge Huan's cracks gradually disappeared, but the tentacles did not disappear.

What is this thing, Ji Xingzi studied for a long time, but still didn't figure it out.

In fact, he didn't know why Ge Huan became like this at all. Even if he was under Lan Zhengtian's control, there would always be an omen, which came unexpectedly and suddenly. Could it be that he was in a hurry because the book was about to end?

The original author should not be like this, there is a reason for the incident, is there a wind?That's right, why can Wan Feng activate Ge Huan's spiritual core? How can he do it!

Ge Huan also didn't tell him how Wan Feng was mobilized, there must be something hidden in it.

It's not him who belongs to Tu Wanfeng's clan, but the former owner of Huixueyu Cudgel.

But Xueyu stick and Jixingzi were born together.

Probably because its previous owner was no longer alive, how could Wan Feng hastily admit the wrong murderer?

How many unsolved mysteries does this book have?

Where to start the analysis!

Ji Xingzi pondered for a while, but to no avail.After all, no one has read the new manuscript, only Li Xiao knows.

When we return to the original world, we must meet this Xiao Li.

Suddenly, the boa constrictor, which had been obediently staying aside, became agitated, and its curled body backed up again and again, as if it had sensed something, until it was firmly against the wall, and Ji Xingzi was alarmed by the movement.

He looked at the boa constrictor, and found that a layer of frost gradually formed on its body, a layer of white frost.

How can a snake get frost!It is a cold-blooded animal, yes, but how could it be so cold.

It was exactly the same as when my cold poison was onset!

"Could it be..."

A terrible thought floated in Ji Xingzi's mind, this python had something to do with him, he had dreamed about it before.

Moreover, the boa constrictor was very close to him from the very beginning, never intending to hurt him.

But what could it matter?Ji Xingzi is a snake demon?No, no, the snake demon does not mean that it has cold poison.

Ji Xingzi approached the boa constrictor, and brushed off a thick layer of frost from its body.

He also cast a spell on the heat source to make it less painful. The cold poison of the python is not the time of frost.

He thought that the three-foot cold poison was the time of frost, but the boa constrictor was not.

Seeing it raised its head slightly, Ji Xingzi couldn't help asking: "Do you know me? Are we related?"

The boa constrictor looked at him and nodded.

"What is the relationship between us?"

The boa constrictor slid aside, freed the snake's nest, and touched the ground with its head.

Ji Xingzi moved two steps forward with quick eyes and hands, floating in the air and turning into more flames, shining here.

His heart was pounding, as if he was about to know something terrible.

The patterns on the ground gradually emerged, what a long, big pattern!

After so many days, he didn't realize that it wasn't because the boa constrictor didn't remind him, but because he was so focused on Ge Huan that he had no time to take care of it.

Ji Xingzi's eyes were focused, his heart was shocked, his tongue was tied, and his breathing was difficult.

This... This picture is bloody and cruel. It is a man continuously passing through the body of the elk man, and the corpses are all over the place. The blood falls to the ground and turns into frost, forming a beautiful and miserable scene.

And at the end of the painting stood a person with half-white hair, not very old, with a cold and terrifying expression, manipulating some kind of spell in his hand.

And the man who passed through the elk man's body was holding a snow jade stick in his hand!

He doesn't know anything else, he can recognize even when Hui Xueyu's stick is broken into scum, not to mention the painting is very clear.

Ge Huan had told him that the man who slaughtered the Wanfeng Holy Spirit family was a man with a snow jade stick, and it was in this cruel way.

But wrong, wrong, all wrong.

The real murderer is not this man, but the man next to him who manipulates spells!

He really wanted to wake Ge Huan up to see if he was wrong about that man, it had been 100 years.

Miserable or miserable!He avenged the wrong one, and he took all the blood and deep revenge on him.

He didn't care about it, he suddenly felt a little sad, and turned to Wan Feng.

All the people in the clan were killed and fell into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Monsters. Living for hatred was a waste of time. If it was really done by oneself, it would be nothing, but in the end it was not.

Wan Feng is dead.

Being forced to death by Lan Zhengtian, could it be that Lan Zhengtian is the real murderer who slaughtered the elk family?

Thinking of this, Ji Xingzi's heart was shocked again. This idea is not unfounded, it is completely convincing.

Why did Lan Zhengtian know that Wan Fenglu's hard work could be used for cultivation?Ordinary people who know this crooked trick!

And he was practicing messy spells behind closed doors in the Junshan School.

Ji Xingzi is terrified, Lan Zhengtian is unfathomable, and it is unknown how many other secret things he has done behind his back.

Can he carry it safely!Deeply suspicious, a sense of crisis that I had never felt before suddenly filled my whole body.

Lan Zhengtian has never fought against him before, and he has been forbearance, this is what he can feel, even though he has spoken rudely many times, he has never said anything.

He is afraid of himself, but it seems to be gone now, because he has succeeded in cultivation...

"How do you know there are paintings here?"

Ji Xingzi looked at the python warily.

But it can't answer.

Knowing the answer is very simple, just ask Lan Zhengtian.

The boa constrictor moved closer, and its broad body was covered with that pattern again.

"Master, Master..."

The small whispering sound gradually spread in the empty cave, like clear morning dew falling into the water, splashing small ripples in Ji Xingzi's heart, making him crawl over quickly with joy.

"Ge Huan, Huanhuan..."

He picked up Ge Huan's hand and found that the tentacles were still there and hadn't disappeared.

How to do…

He didn't want Ge Huan to wake up and see himself like this.

"Master..."

"I'm here, I'm here,"

Ge Huan slowly opened his eyes, as if in a lifetime, as if he only remembered this person in his mind, and kept calling.

"Master..."

"Well," Ji Xingzi put his hand into the potion, and affectionately brushed his hair from his forehead: "Is there any discomfort?"

Ge Huan tilted his head, his eyes were dazed and cloudy, and he only stared at Ji Xingzi.

Then flames ignited in the eyes, floating faintly, and his complexion became extremely ugly in a flash.

Ji Xingzi cried out that it was not good, and quickly cast the spell.

But this time Ge Huan didn't pass out, instead he was very sober. He suppressed the surging desire to kill, held Ji Xingzi's spellcasting hand, and said in a deep voice, "Chop... my hand..."

Ji Xingzi watched in disbelief as Ge Huan stretched out the tentacled hand to his eyes calmly.

This…

Ge Huan's voice was low: "I can't use my mana right now, Master, take this opportunity, hurry up, I will not be like myself again later, there is no chance!"

"I can cure you." Ji Xingzi moved closer and said firmly, he has already cured the crack, and the rest is not too difficult.

"How to cure? What to cure?" Ge Huan didn't dare to look at Ji Xingzi, and looked down at the barrel of poisoned potion: "If it can't be cured, Li Xiaoyuan's manuscript is to kill people. He is venting his emotions and wants to kill all the worldly people." If this world makes him unhappy, then he will destroy this world, it’s too strong, Master, too strong, I can’t control it at all.”

Speaking of this, Ge Huan's tone was a bit broken, and he couldn't help being flustered. Thinking back to that scene, his emotions were about to collapse. He held Ji Xingzi tightly: "You can't kill me, and I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do." Knowing how to die, I stabbed myself at that time, it was useless, it was useless at all, it was too strong, it was really too strong, I took the opportunity to chop off this hand quickly, if I can’t do it, let’s get rid of both hands, master Honor...I don't want to, I don't want to kill people..."

Ji Xingzi held him instead, trying to stabilize: "I know, it's not your problem, listen to me, Ge Huan,"

Ge Huan opened it, and because he didn't have much magic power, he only separated the two of them slightly: "I don't want to hear it anymore!! I've had enough!" He turned out a dagger and thrust it into Ji Xingzi's hand forcefully: "You said it yourself , it’s only temporary, we’ll go back, so hurry up, don’t be wordy!”

Seeing that Ji Xingzi didn't respond, he got a little angry, approached and shouted: "What did you say about me before, why is it your turn, just be so cowardly! Ji Xingzi! He Yige!"

He can't control it anymore!Maybe the strong desire to kill in his body will be out of his control in the next second!

Powerless.