I play all the villains alone [Transmigration Book]

Such dark eyes, such burning anger.

Even though it has been imagined that Shen Huan's mood will definitely not get better when they meet again in such a situation, Lin Zhi's heart trembles when he looks at him, and he seems to lower his eyes unintentionally to avoid the sharpness:

"it's me."

The smile on his face was almost unstoppable, but he still pretended to be arrogant and walked over slowly. The young man was half a head shorter than him, so Lin Zhi lowered his head slightly, stared at those beautiful eyes with cold light, and slowly spit out the following three words: Word: "Xiao Linzhi?"

Without waiting for Shen Huan to respond, he took a step back and snorted: "How can a trash like you deserve this title?"

For a young man like Shen Huan who has suffered so much, physical pain is nothing to him, but ruthless words can hurt his hard-earned self-esteem even more.

Every time Lin Zhi uttered a word, the anger in Shen Huan's eyes became brighter, but despite this, the 17-year-old boy never rushed forward impulsively to fight him to the death, but just gritted his teeth and asked:

"Shen Huan believes that he has never offended seniors in his life, why did seniors humiliate me repeatedly?"

Lin Zhi glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and said slowly, "Humiliation? Coincidentally, when I think of my name being used on a trash like you, I also feel that I have been humiliated."

Shen Huan was shocked, and looked at him in disbelief: "Just for this?"

"Just for this." Lin Zhi sneered, "Do I still feel honored?"

Shen Huan nodded, closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, the vigorous anger faded away. He stared at Lin Zhi motionlessly, and said:

"Okay, okay, I see."

Those eyes were clear and clear, but the gaze was so deep that he couldn't discern the emotion in them. For a moment, Lin Zhi had the illusion that he was being watched by some ferocious beast.

He is obviously just a young man on the second level of Qi refining, even if he is the protagonist, his eyes are too scary.

Lin Zhi assumed his identity as an alchemist in the golden core period, and he managed to sullen his face, trying his best to make his eyes "hot in the indifference", looking at Shen Huan calmly, without speaking.

The two looked at each other secretly for a moment, and it was Shen Huan who spoke first: "There is something I want to ask my senior, my sister..."

Lin Zhi interrupted him unceremoniously: "Why should I answer you?"

A dark light flashed in Shen Huan's eyes, and his breathing was obviously a little heavier, but finally restrained himself, and said softly: "So, senior, please go back."

Lin Zhi smiled, put away the folding fans one by one, looked at him with great interest, and said, "Who do you think I am, and who are you? Did you invite me here? Do you want me to come here?" Come back, I'll go back?"

Shen Huan said with a cold face, "What about senior?"

Lin Zhi said: "I'm not that unreasonable person, it's just that you bullied my Lin family, so you should give me an explanation, right?"

Shen Huan looked at him for a while, and for a moment, Lin Zhi felt that he was going to fight her hard,

But no, the boy just lowered his head, as if he could suppress all the resentment, and asked: "What do you want to explain, senior?"

"you……"

Lin Zhi got stuck, and realized that he still didn't know what to explain.

Then he looked at the boy in front of him again.

She is tall and straight, but her figure is as tall and straight as a bamboo pole. The hair on her forehead is a little long, and it hangs down, barely covering her eyes that haven't opened yet.

It looks lonely and pitiful.

Not like it, Lin Zhi thought.

Even though all the protagonists in his novels are called Shen Huan, even though the appearance of these characters is written by him according to that person, they still don't look like him.

Just a character in a book.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhi heaved a sigh of relief, and said nonchalantly, "Simple, since you beat my brother up like that, as long as you let him beat him back, the matter is over, how about it?"

The author has something to say: There is no white moonlight!trust me!