The yellow-haired villain in Feng Aotian's novel also wants to be happy

Where is Lao Fan?Come to the rescue!

It's a pity that there is no Lao Fan here, not even a third person.

So Emon's red eyes, which seemed to have lost all reason, immediately locked on to the only living person besides him.

With a breath-stopping ferocious aura.

Mu En's face was stiff, and she subconsciously wanted to distance herself from this troublesome guy.

But this action, which should have been extremely simple for him, failed.

Because Amon was still holding his palm!

Mu En's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to break free, but Amon's hands at the moment were like iron clamps, preventing him from moving.

Damn, what should I do, should I simply abandon this arm?

Just a brief hesitation seems to have brought about this doomed ending.

Mu En's eyes flickered, and before she could react, she felt her breathing suddenly stagnate.

Amon's other hand, no, it should be another sharp claw, suddenly grabbed his neck!

The sharp claw gradually tightened, and the huge force pressed the flesh and blood, and Mu En could even feel the wailing of the cervical spine.

Due to the difference in body size, Mu En's feet are hanging in the air at this moment, and she can't use her strength at all.

And when he raised the only hand that could move, and slashed the other dagger at Amon's arm, the blade touched the black hairs, and there was a sound of gold and iron intersecting.

What the hell?

Is that wool really made of steel?

Wasn't that an adjective just now?

In an instant, Mu En felt real despair.

Because he is well aware of his strengths and strengths, and he also understands that this is simply the worst situation for him.

Amon looked at him ferociously, bloodthirsty joy in his red eyes, as if he had seen the scene of Mu En splashing blood in front of him.

How to do?

What should we do now?

Feeling the growing sense of suffocation, and his brain becoming dizzy for an instant, Mu En Express thought about ways to get out.

black book?

But the black book doesn't seem to have a way to directly increase its strength.

Then only...

The red flame of the withered king?

but……

This is in the academy, and if you use the kind of flame that can burn everything, student Amon will definitely...

The other way...

There is no other way.

hateful.

Is there still nothing I can do?

Am I still so powerless?

Am I...

"Ugh."

On the verge of losing consciousness, Mu En suddenly heard a sigh.

Not a black book.

But...

"freeze."

The cold words spread in the forest.

And spreading together, there is also a terrifying chill.

Like a blizzard that could submerge the world, the emerald green forest was quickly stained with a layer of pure white.

Mu En saw a look of panic on the werewolf's face in front of him, and then he couldn't move anymore.

He was sealed in a layer of azure blue ice, obviously he was still so hideous and scary just now, but Mu En looked at him now, but felt that he was as funny as the frozen cavemen in the glass showcases in the museum.

A hand suddenly grabbed Mu En's neck and pulled him down.

"Cough cough..."

Mu En held her neck and coughed dryly, breathing the air violently, then raised her head and looked at the familiar silver-white figure beside her.

"Celecia, why are you here?"

As he said that, Mu En suddenly laughed a little.

It feels like he's always asking this question.

Celesia stared at the werewolf in the ice, seemingly thinking about something.

Hearing Mu En's question, she turned her head and said coldly:

"If I said that I was there from the beginning, from the beginning to the end, you foolishly followed that fool and said some stupid things, would you be angry?"

"Eh?"

I don't know if it was because of lack of oxygen, but Mu En's mind didn't react for a while.

Celesia didn't care about him either, looking back she seemed to be talking to herself:

"I was wondering if I could catch the big fish hiding behind the scenes, but the other party seemed to be more cautious than I thought, what a pity."

As her words fell, the student union elites in red uniforms quickly entered the arena, and swiftly began to impose various restrictions on Emon in the ice.

"and many more?"

Mu En suddenly stopped those people:

"What are they trying to do?"

"Don't be nervous, just temporarily block classmate Emon, then give him treatment, and ask some questions by the way."

Baozitou's student council secretary, Wei Er, appeared out of nowhere, puffed her cheeks and said:

"Student Emon was probably just bewitched by someone. We won't punish her severely. Of course, a little lesson is still needed."

"That's it."

Mu En nodded, then suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked Celesia hesitantly:

"Well, Celesia, can you..."

"You want a list of those who bullied classmate Emon?" Celesia said directly as if she had seen Mu En through.

"Ah."

"..."

Celesia looked at Mu En silently, approached suddenly, and lifted her feet wrapped in black silk.

Suddenly kicked on Mu En's calf.

"It hurts! Celicia, what are you doing?"

"Since you have chosen this path, don't look back, or I will really want to hit you."

"But……"

"No buts."

Celisia bent down, staring at Mu En seriously with her cold eyes:

"Teaching bad students is the responsibility of the student union, so you don't need to worry about it."

"..."

Mu En was silent.

"I saw that you already understood."

The elites of the student union have already dealt with it almost. Celesia got up and was about to leave.

"By the way, do you need me to take you to the hospital?" Celesia asked.

"..."

Mu En glanced at his shoulders and palms. His recovery speed seemed to be faster than ordinary people, and those wounds had scabbed over by now.

So he nodded:

"No, thanks."

"That's it, then goodbye."

"Goodbye."

"Ah, that's right."

Celesia suddenly turned her head, looked at Mu En, and said seriously:

"Although with your brain and your level, it is almost impossible to get [-]% in the next month's exam, but... come on."

"..."

Mu En froze for a moment, then squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying:

"I will, thanks."

……

After Celesia left.

A silence.

Mu En lay in the still whiteness, staring at the distant sun dully through the gaps in the leaves.

Suddenly, as if he was dazzled by the sun, he covered his eyes with his arms and cursed in a low voice:

"Fuck you-"

Footsteps sounded in the forest, as light as a cat.

Wearing a tight uniform, the girl with an enchanting figure that could hardly conceal her figure approached, and slowly knelt down beside Mu En.

"Looks like I'm still late."

Anna looked at the messy forest and said with a sigh.

After thinking about it, she suddenly moved her body, gently lifted Mu En's head, and placed it on her lap.

Knee pillow.

Mu En's arm covering her eyes trembled slightly.

"Okay, okay, junior, don't cry anymore." Anna gently stroked Mu En's head, as if she was petting a kitten.

"I didn't cry." Mu En said.

"Well, the junior didn't cry, the junior is very strong."

The leaves are shaking, the sun is shining, and it is a little cold.

"Sister."

"Ok?"

"I want to take the [-]th exam."

"what."

Anna stroked her cheek, feeling a little distressed:

"Brother, you said that you were going to take the [-]th exam, which scared me. No matter how you say it, [-]th grade is too difficult."