Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

028.

Ji Huan was like a lingering flower, leaning against the inner wall of the mirror, his eyes were indifferent, and he didn't want to look at Feng Chi again. Feng Chi also relaxed this time. Since the small mirror has changed, the next stimulation is not needed. He returned the small mirror with satisfaction, and said to the giant shipworm: "Go back."

The giant shipworm originally prepared a big move to open the horizon of Kaifeng Chi, who thought that Feng Chi was rushed back before he even shot it, and for a moment he was puzzled. Shaking, Feng Chi looked away immediately.

Tengu ’s expression behind Feng Chi was also a bit difficult, and he quickly waved his hand: “Listen to Mr. Feng, please go back first.”

The two big brothers have said so, and the giant ship worm can't force anything more. With a slight grievance, he wriggled his sturdy body away. Tengu turned back, "Will Mr. Feng continue to watch? There are many monsters in the west of the swamp that have not appeared."

Feng Chi chose to refuse without a doubt.

He meant to come here to see if he could stimulate the little black dots, and now that his goal has been achieved, he no longer has to embarrass the little black dots, nor himself. To be honest, he hasn't had a good time this month.

When he left the Beihai Marsh, Tengu waved very enthusiastically, "Mr. Feng comes often."

Feng Chi: "..."

Ji Huan: "..."

Late at night, Feng Chi went home directly. However, after thinking about it, I made a U-turn and went to the barbecue stall. The barbecue stall is the same as the previous one, and there are a few familiar guests sitting there. Feng Chi only glanced at it and found that the older brother who had talked to him before and even comforted him was also there. Surprisingly, that big brother still remembered him.

He whispered with the people around him for a while, and seemed to want to confirm something. Afterwards, the eldest brother smiled at Feng Chi, "Do you guys come to eat barbecue again? Did your piggy come back?"

Ji Huan got out of Feng Chi's pocket, and sooner or later Feng knew his existence, and he naturally didn't have to hide anything. It was even more unscrupulous now, "Little pig? When did you keep a pig? Why haven't I seen it?"

Feng Chi's big hand pressed into his pocket, directly covering Ji Huan who was looking up from the back.

"It's back," he said concisely.

"It's good to come back. Hey, I heard that many young people now have small pets. Isn't there any news before? I thought I had a pet pig that didn't grow up, and the result was a few hundred pounds.

Feng Chi twitched. A few hundred pounds is not enough.

Although he wanted to explain it, but when he thought of the little black dot's irritating nature, he finally decided to say a few words.

Feng Chi's face looked very cold, and the elder brother had given him a few words from time to time when he saw him. He laughed a few more words before turning to chat with friends. Feng Chihui waited for the store owner to hand over the barbecue. After thinking about it, he took a bottle of Wangzi milk from the counter on the side and paid for it before putting it in the mirror.

Ji Huan sat cross-legged on the ground with his arms crossed, and was covered by Feng Chi's hand on the top of his head, a dark piece of paint. He pouted his lips, thinking that Feng Chi was worried that he would scare people, and he did not feel unhappy. A short time later, a bottle of Wangzai milk appeared on the top of his head. Ji Huan blinked and reached out his hand subconsciously, holding Wangzai's milk full of arms.

"Huh?" He wanted to get out again, but he was again suppressed by the delay, but he was not angry. He slowly opened the milk and drank it twice. "It's delicious."

Feng Chi listened to the soft voice with satisfaction and narrowed his eyes in a good mood.

Little black spots are really easy to satisfy.

No revenge yet.

It's been half an hour since the barbecue got its hands. Feng Chi carried the barbecue and walked under the dim street lamp. It was too late, and there were not many pedestrians on the road, only the car with the night lights on passed quickly, leaving an exhaust.

Ji Huan is an unstoppable temper, leaning his head out of his pocket because no one is around. Feng Chi did not stop him this time.

Ji Huan held his face, holding his chin, and asked, "Did you discover my existence long ago?"

Feng Chihui glanced at him, huh.

Ji Huan said dryly, and became a little embarrassed when he thought of something. He lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling. He continued quietly and vaguely: "You still know how I wear your clothes."

Ji Huan remembered that Feng Chi had said a word to him before, as long as he spoke, his family's clothes would be worn by him. Unfortunately, at that time he roared loudly, and Feng Chi could not hear it.

Feng Chi: "I will buy you new clothes tomorrow."

Ji Huan suddenly "he" a moment, it seems very surprised how the topic jumped to buy him new clothes. He coughed and quickly waved his hand: "No need, I have eaten a lot of you and haven't paid it yet. I have no money."

The last three words were very quiet, and even the tip of the ears turned red.

Although now he probably knew that the food he had eaten before was intentionally delivered by Feng Chi and others. However, it is really embarrassing for Ping Bai to be so taken care of for no reason.

"No need to return." Feng Chi pushed open the door and turned on the light. The lights poured down in the darkness, suddenly illuminating the entire living room. Feng Chi placed the small mirror on the table and opened the barbecue box in front of the small mirror. He raised his chin slightly under the opponent's strange gaze, "eat."

One word, with undoubted toughness, very overbearing president.

Ji Huan glanced at him, not speaking.

Feng Chi just stared at him like this. Two minutes later, he slightly looked away, "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly thought of something." Ji Huan akimbo, and in Feng Chi slightly doubtful eyes, he asked word by word, "What about your pig?"

Feng Chi: "............"

Ji Huan is very attached to where the pig went. Feng Chi didn't speak, so he stared straight at Feng Chi. Na Chi. With naked eyes, Feng Chi's heart thumped. Feng Chi has always been calm and calm, and this has never happened before.

He pressed his lips in silence for a long time before saying: "If you don't eat anymore, the barbecue will be cold."

Ji Huan: "Then tell me where your pig is."

Feng Chi felt that if he didn't explain things today, Ji Huan would be able to stare at him for a whole night. After thinking for a while, he suddenly took out his phone and turned on the front camera. The phone stood upright in front of the small mirror, clearly reflecting the shape of the small mirror and a black spot on it. Ji Huan scratched his head, a little puzzled about Feng Chi's behavior.

He stepped closer to the camera and saw his appearance clearly in difficulty.

Ji Huan: "........."

At this moment, all the silence of Feng Chi has a perfect explanation. Ji Huan exasperatedly stretched out a foot from the small mirror and kicked the phone with anger, "Feng Chi you **** you are a pig!"

Ji Huan was so aggressive that he seemed to kick down a mountain at a glance. However, the actual situation is that he kicked this foot and he also followed the **** duan on the ground. Ji Huan was a little dumbfounded, but the reaction was quick, and he immediately got up from the ground and continued to akimbo.

Nothing can lose momentum.

Feng Chi didn't hold back, not only laughed, but also laughed out loud.

Ji Huan: "... you are really excessive."

The matter that forced him to see so many ugly monsters has not been resolved, and now he is said to be a pig, and he laughs at him.

Ji Huan was probably really anxious or embarrassed. The tip of the ear under the black hair was red with blood, and even the white face slowly climbed up to the blush, but he was holding on to it, pretending that it didn't matter. Feng Chi withdrew his eyes, his eyes were filled with smiles, and the whole person was easily and visually happy.

He didn't answer Ji Huan directly, only said: "You can stretch your feet out, before you can only stretch your hands."

With such a reminder from him, Ji Huan froze for a moment, then stretched his feet tentatively. This test is really true. He tried to probe his head again, and then his small head hit Feng Chi's finger.

He licked his canine teeth, enduring not to bite.

Feng Chi noticed his small movements and retracted his itchy fingers, "Can't you come out?"

Ji Huan stretched his neck and glanced at his head, glancing back at him again. There is a saying that he is embarrassed to say that he does not know how to come out. The head can come out, the arms can come out, and the legs can come out. But when Ji Huan moved his body, a small mirror was moving.

He shook his body under Feng Chi's gaze, and moved to the side twice, then the small mirror duang twice. Although the movement was not obvious, Feng Chi knew immediately. He reached out to Ji Huan and whispered: "Give me your hand?"

Ji Huan glanced at him several times, as if confirming that Feng Chi's thoughts were the same as what he thought. Deadlifting is not necessarily useful, but you have to try it. He stayed in the mirror for such a long time, even fainting once, and maybe staying asleep for a while.

He reached out and put it on Feng Chi's hand.

His palm is now smaller than a small mirror. Compared with the hands of normal people such as Feng Chi, it is a world apart. He compared the size of the palms of the two, and for a while, he was a little counseling, "Don't use too much force, just in case it breaks ..."

In fact, even if Ji Huan didn't speak, Feng Chi would pay attention.

The hand in front of him looked too small, and he didn't even dare to hold it in his palm, fearing it would be broken. Feng Chi pursed his lips and turned his fingers gently around his wrist. With a little pressure, Ji Huan was ripped out of his body.

Seeing that this method worked, Ji Huan's eyes were instantly illuminated, "Try again and try again."

Feng Chi obediently continued to pull.

A minute later, a pig-like cry rang out, "Don't pull it, don't pull it, you can't get out!"

Feng Chi Lima released his hand, and Ji Huan was half exposed to the outside, as if a salted fish had his dorsal fin lifted, his hands were hanging weakly, his legs were still stuck in the mirror.

Feng Chi: "..."

It looked too pitiful.

He stretched his finger and poked Ji Huan's stomach, and thrust him back into the mirror. "Even if you can't get out, eat the barbecue first."

Ji Huan sat down on the ground, took a bunch of roasted chicken wings that were delivered late, and sighed while eating, "Why do n’t you go away as usual. The kind of retreat that takes ten days and a half months is not all special. Awesome? Why am I still like this. "

Feng Chi remained silent for a long time and told the truth: "They are practicing."

Ji Huan nodded, "Yeah."

Feng Chi: "You just eat enough and sleep and eat."

Ji Huan: "........."