Deadly Enemy Dressed as a Villain Master

Chapter 12

Only then did Ge Huan remember that the demon said that the mark on his body would leave some demonic aura, and he raised his arms to smell it from side to side, and found nothing but the smell of the place and the smell of sweat.

Feng Ziyan and Feng Ziyan stood outside the shed holding the demon-detecting needles in their hands, using the moonlight to see the people inside the shed clearly.

Ah Qing tilted her head slightly: "Junior Brother Ge Huan? Why are you here?"

Ge Huan stood up, covered his nose and suppressed the smell, and quickly jumped in front of the two: "Why don't you ask Senior Brother Feng to arrange a good place for me?"

Ah Qing was surprised: "Can people live in this place? Ziyan, did you arrange it?"

Feng Ziyan knew he was wrong, and was about to find a reason to evade it, when the demon probe in his hand vibrated violently, and the light flickered.

"Ah Qing, look, this is targeting Ge Huan."

As soon as the words came out, the three of them looked at each other in dismay, the wind blew coolly, their robes fluttered, and the atmosphere was weird.

Ge Huan stared wide-eyed at the broken demon probe, the pointer inside flickered wildly, pointing directly at himself.

There is something wrong again, that crazy monster has done a lot of harm to people, so it's okay to mark something for yourself.

Ge Huan chuckled awkwardly: "Misunderstanding, mistake."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Ziyan directly tied Ge Huan with a demon rope.

The demon-locking rope wrapped around his body tightly like a vine, making him breathless. This was the first time Ge Huan saw it, but he couldn't arouse his interest in admiring it anymore.

Feng Ziyan snorted and said: "I know this person is not simple, he must have used some kind of sorcery to confuse Wan Xingzun, let us catch him now."

Ge Huan knew that Feng Ziyan had a problem with him, so he didn't want to say anything to him, so he directly said to Ah Qing who was still in shock, "Senior brother Ah Qing, I misunderstood, I am not a monster, it was the chat monster who came tonight Here it is, leave a bit of evil spirit, so that you may misunderstand."

Feng Ziyan clenched his lips and sneered: "Misunderstanding? You said that the chat demon came to your place and didn't chat with you? You didn't take the opportunity to catch him, but let him go. The villagers have already said during the day that he chatted regularly. Yes, my senior brother and I waited for a long time, but the monster never appeared. It is obvious that you two are accomplices, and you tipped off the news."

Ge Huan was stunned for a moment, Feng Ziyan's words were logical and his thinking was clear.

He whispered: "I don't know why he found me, I didn't tip off."

This explanation seems pale and weak, but there are many messy things in the world that cannot be persuaded by conventional theories, such as why he would wear a book, come in this broken book, and be the protagonist of this shit.

There are tens of thousands of protagonists in the world, why is he so miserable, when he closes his eyes now, he sees all kinds of bitter scenes, all kinds of fears.

Living humblely in this strange world, he wants to go back to the original world all the time and miss everything there.

Ah Qing said: "Let the head decide when we go back. If Junior Brother Ge Huan is a demon, how could Master Wan Xing not find out? I don't think your demon probe is more reliable than Master Wan Xing."

Ge Huan looked at Ah Qing gratefully. He really wanted to tell them that Ji Xingzi had just arrived, but he couldn't open his mouth. One more thing is worse than one less thing, and he was ashamed that he, a person who cultivated immortals and caught demons, was marked by a demon. Being looked down upon by others, if this continues, he won't have to stay in the Junshan faction.

Feng Ziyan rolled his eyes: "Evening Xingzun is not allowed to know people, it's not a matter of a day or two."

Suddenly a disciple ran and exclaimed: "Senior brother Ah Qing, brother Feng, you demon, wearing a silver mask, lost your temper at the village chief's house!!"

The three were stunned.

The man in the silver mask is back?What is he doing back here!chat?mark?What's the use of marking? Ge Huan's head was full of various thoughts, and what he was most afraid of was that he would find him again.

Ah Qing said: "Let's go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Feng Ziyan also followed, and Ge Huan, who was trapped in place by the rope that locked the demon, shouted: "Hey, Feng Ziyan, untie it, Feng Ziyan."

Feng Ziyan stopped and ran back, holding the rope: "Your accomplice is here, he must be trying to save you, so don't even try to run."

Fuck! You! The ancestor of the eighth generation, Feng Ziyan, remember for me, I, Ge Huan, will not be surnamed Ge if I don’t chop you into pieces and feed them to the dog after my blackening, and take him like a fucking dog run.

Feng Ziyan ran extremely fast, Ge Huan couldn't keep up with him, and fell to the ground hard, Feng Ziyan didn't care and procrastinated, with a smile spreading from his mouth.

Can't wait to kill him.In this way, Ji Xingzi will have no apprentices, and he will still be the high-ranking, arrogant and unapproachable Wan Xingzun that everyone can't match.

After Ge Huan's clean and pure white clothes, it was as if he had come back from a muddy field.

His hands and feet were cut mercilessly by the stones on the ground, and his face was ashamed, and his whole body was disturbed to the point of weakness.

In my heart, I had already played Feng Ziyan's eighteenth generation ancestors up and down, and came up with 180 ways to make him die tragically.

"Get up, trash!"

When the two arrived at the village head's yard, the room was brightly lit with candles, and the sound of fighting could be heard endlessly, which sounded intense.

Feng Ziyan took away the demon-locking rope from Ge Huan's body and kicked him. Ge Huan was dragged all the way, already exhausted, he closed his eyes and said slowly, "Crazy! Crazy!"

"What did you say?" He slowly stepped on Ge Huan's face, and said viciously, "Say it again if you have the ability!"

"You are fucking crazy"

Feng Ziyan stepped on the side of his face, Ge Huan swallowed a mouthful of dirt, and kept his words in his mouth.

He was in no mood to scold this scum anymore, he just wanted this person to die immediately!How the hell dare to step on his face, people live for a face, if his face is disfigured, he will never let him go!

"You are worthy of being Ji Xingzi's apprentice even if you are a piece of trash. You might as well just die. I will arrest your accomplices first and send you on your way at the same time."

Feng Ziyan turned and stomped hard again, and was about to stop, when suddenly the door of the village chief's house slammed and fell apart.

A group of disciples were then sent flying, lying all over the yard, unable to stand up in pain.

Ah Qing stood up again, and was deeply surprised when he saw Feng Ziyan and Feng Ziyan. The matter of whether Ge Huan was a man or a demon was not yet decided, but Feng Ziyan dared to trample Wan Xingzun's disciple under his feet!

The man in the silver mask turned out from the door leisurely, and caught a glimpse of Ge Huan who was trampled on the ground.

"Little Huanhuan,"

Hearing this voice, Ge Huan felt even more depressed.

Feng Ziyan didn't notice the danger coming: "Ah Qing, ah—ah,"

His feet seemed to be pierced by silver needles, and he fell to the ground and rolled around in pain.

Ah Qing hurriedly lowered her body and held Feng Ziyan down, trying to stabilize herself: "Ziyan, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

Ge Huan didn't bother to get up either, he was too tired and wanted to sleep, his face was burning with pain, his body was the same, and his heart was even worse.

"Ah Qing, my foot, my foot, hurts, it hurts so much, it's broken, is it broken?"

Ah Qing hurriedly checked his legs, the blue clothes were stained with blood, and when he opened the clothes, there was thick frost on his legs, like plaster.

"Can't you move?"

Feng Ziyan broke out in cold sweat from the pain, his face was pale and pale, he gritted his teeth and replied: "No, no, I want to touch."

Ah Qing was frightened by his reaction and froze in place, momentarily at a loss, because neither of them knew what happened, they only knew that it must be the monster's trick.

The man in the silver mask walked leisurely with his hands behind his back, and the disciples around were so nervous that they wanted to grab the ground.

Ah Qing tightly held the sword in his hand to defend, the demon-killing array was useless against this chattering demon, this task was really tricky, he was ready to fight to the death.

"Little Huanhuan, are you okay?"

The man knelt down and asked softly.

Ge Huan wanted to pretend to be dead and fool around, but who knew that this shameless monster would take the initiative to find him, and his ghost really lingered.

"If you don't return to me, I'll kill everyone present. It's an eyesore anyway."

It's exactly what he wants, let's kill him, especially Feng Ziyan.

He turned his head with difficulty, showing his side face, and raised his finger slightly with all his strength: "Just kill him."

The expressions of the rest of the disciples changed drastically when they heard it. This annoying Ge Huan seemed to be very familiar with the Chat Demon, and even ordered him to kill the big disciple of the same faction!It's unbelievable, everyone sneered at Ge Huan, who was with the monster, and hated it to the bone.

Ah Qing drew out his sword to protect Feng Ziyan, Feng Ziyan's face turned livid when he heard the words, and hated himself for not killing Ge Huan just now.

The man gently grabbed Ge Huan's finger: "Little Huanhuan, how about you come with me?"

The corner of Ge Huan's mouth twitched, he was stupid to believe that this monster would listen to him.

"You, stay away from me, stay away!"

The man in the silver mask suddenly leaned over and put his ears on his ear: "Xiao Huanhuan, I left, but you were the one who suffered the most. You don't need to thank me, just promise me with your body."

Ge Huan was so angry that he wanted to stretch out his hand to slap him, but he didn't have the strength. Even if he could, he would slap him with a pebble.

It's so fucking suffocating!

The man in the silver mask got up and walked towards Ah Qing in a majestic manner. Ah Qing did not change his face, trying to show calmness, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Why are you nervous, aren't you from the Junshan school? Do you want to catch a monster if you see it?" He stretched out his hands: "Be quick, don't wait for me to change my mind."

Ah Qing looked him up and down suspiciously, and before he could make a move, the demon-locking rope quickly bound the silver masked man's hands and wrapped around his legs.

Ah Qing turned and looked at Feng Ziyan who was lying on the ground: "Ziyan, you."

Feng Ziyan's complexion improved a bit: "He wants to seek death, but he still can't satisfy him." Then he said coldly to the silver masked man: "What's wrong with my feet? What have you done, you vicious monster?"

The man snorted and said in disdain: "How can you catch me without paying a price, so you still earn money."

Feng Ziyan was so angry that he wanted to cast a spell but couldn't do it anyway. He became angry from embarrassment and beat the ground angrily.

"Ah, Ah Qing, kill him for me, quick."

Ge Huan laboriously tilted his head and revealed one eye to look at Feng Ziyan who was lying on the ground going mad.

Ah Qing stabbed the silver masked man with his long sword, but the man didn't hide, but the sword couldn't penetrate his body, he gave an evil laugh, and heard a squeak, the sword broke.

Ah Qing was stunned, and looked at the broken sword in disbelief. It was picked from the Junshan Sect's wild land. Every weapon in it was unique in the world. The sword that had been with him for so long Like a loved one, there was a moment of grief, indignation and sadness in my heart, and tears rolled in my eyes.

Feng Ziyan was stunned: "How could this happen! Ah Qing."

"It's just a broken sword, what are you shouting about?"

Ge Huan really felt that it was not a big deal for this monster to cause trouble, it was not an ordinary sword, it was a weapon that every Junshan sect disciple lost his life on.

It was hard to squeeze into the top [-] of the Heroes Club, and it was hard to pick out a weapon that suited my nature.