Transmigrating into the Villain’s Demon-Revealing Mirror

Chapter 28

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Ji Huan was like a wilted flower, leaning against the inner wall of the mirror, her eyes dull, and she didn't even want to take another look at Feng Chi. Feng Chi also relaxed now, since the little mirror has changed, the next stimulation is unnecessary. Satisfied, he took back the small mirror and said to the giant shipworm, "Go back."

The giant shipworm originally prepared a big move to open Kaifeng Chi's vision, who would have thought that he would be driven back by Feng Chi before he could make a move. He was a little confused for a while, he stretched his head and leaned towards it, and the thorn-like short hair gently Shaking, Feng Chi looked away immediately.

The expression of Tiangou behind Feng Chi was also somewhat indescribable, and he waved his hand quickly: "Listen to Mr. Feng, you go back first."

The two bosses have said so, and the giant shipworm naturally can't force anything. He let out a little aggrieved voice, twisted his thick body and walked away. Tengu turned back, "Mr. Feng, do you want to continue watching? There are still many monsters in the west of the swamp that haven't shown up."

Feng Chi chose to refuse without a doubt.

His original intention of coming here was to see if he could stimulate the little black spots, but now that his goal had been achieved, he didn't have to make things difficult for the little black spots, nor did he need to make things difficult for himself. To be honest, he hasn't had a good time this past month.

When he left the Beihai Swamp, Tengu waved his hands very enthusiastically, "Mr. Feng will come here often when he is free."

Feng Chi: "..."

Ji Huan: "..."

In the middle of the night, Feng Chi went home directly. However, after thinking about it, he made a U-turn at the door of the house and went to the barbecue stand. The barbecue stand is still the same as before, and some of the guests sitting there are familiar. Feng Chi only took a glance and found that the elder brother who had talked to him and even comforted him before was also there. Surprisingly, the eldest brother still remembered him.

He chatted with the people around him in a low voice for a while, as if he wanted to confirm something. Afterwards, the elder brother smiled at Feng Chi, "You guys are here to eat barbecue again? Has your little pig come back yet?"

Ji Huan got out of Feng Chi's pocket, Feng Chi knew his existence a long time ago, so he naturally didn't have to hide anything. Now he was even more unscrupulous, "Little pig? Since when did you raise a pig? Why haven't I seen it?"

Feng Chi's big hand pressed into his pocket, and directly covered Ji Huan who was looking up.

"I'm back." He said succinctly.

"It's good to be back. Hey, I heard that many young people now have small pets. Wasn't there a news before? I thought I raised a pet pig that didn't grow up, but ended up with a few hundred catties."

Feng Chi's mouth twitched. A few hundred catties is not enough.

Although he wanted to explain something, he finally decided to say a few words less when he thought of Little Black Spot's blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Feng Chi's face was very cold just looking at it, and the eldest brother was already saving face when he saw him say a few words from time to time. After talking and laughing for a few more words, I turned around and chatted with my friends. Feng Chi lowered his eyes and waited for the shop owner to hand over the barbecue. After thinking for a while, he took a bottle of Wangzai milk from the counter beside him, paid for it together, and then stuffed the milk into the mirror.

Ji Huan sat cross-legged on the ground with his arms folded, and Feng Chi's hand was covering the top of his head, which was pitch black. He pursed his lips, thinking that Feng Chi was worried that he would scare people, so he didn't feel unhappy. Not long after, a bottle of Wangzai Milk appeared on top of his head. Ji Huan blinked, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to hug Wangzai Milk.

"Huh?" He wanted to get out again, but was suppressed by Feng Chi again, but he was not angry, he opened the milk slowly, took two sips and smashed it down, "It's delicious."

Listening to the satisfied soft voice, Feng Chi narrowed his eyes in a good mood.

The little black dot is really easy to satisfy.

Don't hold a grudge yet.

It was already half an hour after getting the barbecue, Feng Chi carried the barbecue and walked under the dim streetlights. It was too late, there were not many pedestrians on the road, only the cars with night lights on drove past quickly, leaving behind a lot of exhaust gas.

Ji Huan is a restless character, and stuck his head out of his pocket again relying on no one around. This time Feng Chi didn't stop him either.

Ji Huan cupped his face and chin, and asked, "Did you discover my existence a long time ago?"

Feng Chi looked down at him and hummed.

Ji Huan said dryly, and became a little embarrassed when he thought of something. He narrowed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling. He continued to speak in a low voice and vaguely: "You still know about me wearing your clothes."

Ji Huan remembered that Feng Chi said something to him before, as long as he asked, he could wear all the clothes at home. It's a pity that Feng Chi couldn't hear him no matter how loudly he yelled.

Feng Chi: "I'll buy you new clothes tomorrow."

Ji Huan paused for a moment, as if he was surprised that the topic jumped to buying him new clothes. He coughed dryly and waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I ate a lot of things from you and haven't paid them back. I have no money."

The last three words were spoken in such a low voice that even the tips of his ears turned red.

Although now he probably knows that all the food before was deliberately delivered to the door by Feng Chi and others. However, it's really embarrassing to be taken care of like this for no reason.

"No need to return it." Feng Chi pushed open the door and turned on the light. The light poured down in the darkness, instantly illuminating the entire living room. Feng Chi put the small mirror on the table, opened the barbecue box and pushed it in front of the small mirror. Under the strange gaze of the other party, he raised his chin slightly, "Eat."

One word, with unquestionable toughness, very domineering president.

Ji Huan glanced at him and said nothing.

Feng Chi just stared at him, and after two minutes, he slightly looked away, "What's wrong?"

"I suddenly thought of something." Ji Huan crossed his hips, and under Feng Chi's slightly puzzled gaze, he asked word by word, "Where's your pig?"

Feng Chi: "..."

Ji Huan is very obsessed with where the pig went. Feng Chi didn't speak, he just stared at Feng Chi. That naked and somewhat unclear gaze made Feng Chi's heart pound wildly. Feng Chi has always been calm and composed, and this situation would never have happened before.

He pursed his lips silently, and said after a long time: "If you don't eat anymore, the barbecue will be cold."

Ji Huan: "Then tell me where your pigs are first."

Feng Chi felt that if he didn't explain the matter clearly today, Ji Huan could just stare at him all night. After thinking about it, he suddenly took out his phone and turned on the front camera. The phone stood upright in front of the small mirror, clearly showing the shape of the small mirror and a black spot on it. Ji Huan scratched his head, a little puzzled by Feng Chi's behavior.

He leaned closer to the camera and saw his face clearly in the midst of difficulty.

Ji Huan: "..."

At this moment, Feng Chi's silence had a perfect explanation. Angrily, Ji Huan stretched out a foot from the small mirror, and kicked the phone over in anger, "Feng Chi, you bastard, you are a pig!"

Ji Huan kicked so aggressively that it looked like he was about to knock down a mountain at first glance. However, the actual situation was that when he kicked down, he also fell to the ground with his ass duang. Ji Huan was a little dazed, but his reaction was quick. He immediately got up from the ground and continued to stare at Feng Chi with his hips on his hips.

You can't lose momentum if you lose anything.

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

Ji Huan: "...you are really too much."

The matter of forcing him to see so many ugly monsters has not been resolved, and now they are calling him a pig and laughing at him.

Ji Huan was probably really angry, or maybe he was embarrassed. The tips of his ears under his black hair were dripping red, and even his fair face was slowly turning red, but he persisted stubbornly, pretending nothing had happened. Feng Chi withdrew his eyes, his eyes filled with a smile, and his whole body became visibly relaxed and happy.

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

Being reminded by him, Ji Huan froze for a moment, then stretched his feet tentatively. This try, really is. He tried poking his head out again, and then his little head bumped into Feng Chi's fingers.

He licked the canine teeth, and resisted biting.

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

Ji Huan stretched his neck and poked his head to look at him, then quickly retracted his head. There is a saying that he is embarrassed to say, that is, he doesn't know how to get out. The head can come out, the arms can come out, and the legs can come out. But when Ji Huan moved his body, it was the small mirror that was moving.

He swayed under Feng Chi's gaze, then moved to the side twice, and the small mirror duang twice. Although the movements were not very obvious, Feng Chi knew it immediately. He stretched out his hand to Ji Huan and said in a low voice, "Give me your hand?"

Ji Huan glanced at him several times, as if to confirm whether Feng Chi's thoughts were the same as his. Deadlifts don't necessarily work the hell out of them, but you have to try. He stayed in the mirror for so long, and even fainted once, and if he stayed any longer, he might have to sleep forever.

He stretched out his hand to put it on Feng Chi's.

The size of his current palm is comparable to that of a small mirror, a small one. Compared with the hands of a normal person like Feng Chi, it's a world of difference. He compared the size of the palms of the two, and was a little timid for a while, "Don't use too much force, in case you tear it apart..."

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

The hand in front of him looked too small, and he didn't even dare to hold it in his palm, for fear of breaking it. Feng Chi pursed his lips, and then gently pinched his wrist with his fingers. With a little force, Ji Huan was pulled out half of his body.

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

Feng Chi was obedient and had to continue pulling.

A minute later, there was a scream like a pig, "Don't pull it, don't pull it, you can't get out!"

Feng Chi immediately let go of his hand, and half of Ji Huan's body was exposed outside, as if a salted fish had been lifted up by its dorsal fin, his hands were hanging limply, and his legs were still stuck in the mirror.

Feng Chi: "..."

It looked so pitiful.

He stretched out his finger to poke Ji Huan's stomach, and stuffed him back into the mirror, "Forget it if you can't get out, let's eat barbecue first."

Ji Huan sat down on the ground, took a bunch of grilled chicken wings that Feng Chi handed over, and sighed while eating, "Why don't you go according to common sense? Isn't that kind of closed-door practice for ten days and a half months after coming out? Is it amazing? Why am I still like this."

Feng Chi was silent for a long time, and said truthfully, "They are cultivators."

Ji Huan nodded, "Yes."

Feng Chi: "You just eat and sleep and eat when you're full."

Ji Huan: "..."