Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 213 The Days We Hurt Each Other With the Villains (3)

"Wait a minute. Feng Wuyan, let's speak clearly today."

As soon as these words came out on the first day of the new year, Feng Wuyan, who was a thousand meters away, raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of puzzlement in his calm eyes.

"For a hundred years, people in the world have been calling me a witch and a witch, saying that I do all kinds of evil, but both of you and I know in our hearts that you did those things, and I just took advantage of your ass. Great good man, but am I a wicked man?"

"Others don't know, but I know that you like children the most. Why? It's just because their meat is the freshest and purest. If you make good use of it, you may be able to increase your cultivation base by a hundred years. Seriously, Feng Wuyan , I have practiced magic for a hundred years, and I have never seen someone as ruthless as you."

On the first day of the junior high school, he kept looking at Feng Wuyan, seeing him pursing his lips and not speaking, it was even more amused.

"Do you still think I'm a fool? At the beginning, I was blind to fall in love with you. In the end, not to mention my own reputation, I was used repeatedly by you. In the end? You agreed to marry me home, now But you want to send me to the endless purgatory?"

Confiding all the words the original owner kept in his heart in one breath, Chu Yi felt extremely sour.

The original owner's love for Feng Wuyan is a well-known fact in the entire devil world, but Luo Hua intends to be ruthless. Feng Wuyan only regards the original owner as a knife, use it when it should be used, and throw it aside when not in use.

Now what to do on the first day of junior high school is to erase all the impressions left by the original owner in Feng Wuyan's heart, and start from a new starting point, otherwise Feng Wuyan will never fall in love with him if he follows the original owner's path.

"Are you done?"

Seeing Feng Wuyan come to his side while breathing, the first day of junior high school raised his head fearlessly, and showed a contemptuous smile to Feng Wuyan, "It's just that the appearance is better, the leader was really blinded by lard back then. , extremely confused."

After finishing speaking, Chuyi's chin was suddenly pinched by a big palm, and he felt the force on his chin getting stronger, and the contemptuous smile in Chuyi's eyes became stronger.

"Su Mu, it was you at the beginning. From now on, we will return from bridge to bridge, and from road to road."

His chin lightened, and he sat up cross-legged on the first day of the new year, looking at Feng Wuyan's disappearing figure, the tip of his small tongue slid across his lips, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Bridge to bridge? Road to road? Feng Wuyan ah , I never said that!"

The breeze caressed the ends of Chuyi's hair, and he felt a murderous aura rushing towards him. Chuyi didn't even open his eyelids, just tapped his fingertips, and he heard a heavy object fall to the ground, and the roar of a pig rang out from under him. .

"Toilet, can I live here for a long time?"

Looking down at the boars, which were as big as three or four adults, he had a bright smile on his face. This kind of feeling of playing life and death between applause is not bad. No wonder many people want to be strong.

"Ding, the longer it takes for the host to complete the task, the longer it will take to return home."

What the toilet said completely brought the first day of junior high school back to its original form. Yes, she was so selfless playing in various interfaces that she almost forgot what the purpose of completing the task was.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's do it now!"

I don't know if Feng Wuyan's setting was intentional. In the last face, he bid farewell to Ning Feibai in the orphanage. In this life, Feng Wuyan's character setting is that he likes to use children for cultivation, and he is light on his toes. Pointing to the top of the tree, the figure of the first day of junior high school suddenly disappeared in place.

Intentional or not, it's time to use those innocent kids as bait this time.

(End of this chapter)