Fast Travel: Playing like a baby in the arms of a sickly villain

Indeed, as Jiang Shen expected, he took off the head of Emperor Beichen, which was really God's help.

He came out of the palace today and found out that every month, Emperor Beichen would go to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors and pray for blessings.

At this time, there were not many guards. This was the time when Emperor Beichen was most likely to be captured. Although he hadn't fully laid out his plans, he thought that this opportunity must never be missed.

He asked his own people to find a way to replace the guards with theirs, and not all of them, as long as the entrance is theirs.

Maybe God really helped him, all this went very smoothly, most of the people were replaced by their people, Shen Zhao waited for the opportunity to sneak in after Emperor Beichen entered the ancestral hall.

Seeing the sincerity of Emperor Beichen pretending to worship his ancestors, his eyes burned.

If it weren't for this cruel person, how could Jiang Shen die.

It was all because of him, Shen Zhao's eyes were red, he took a piece of cloth from his hand, and covered Emperor Beichen's mouth from behind without saying a word, making him completely unable to call for help.

Seeing Emperor Beichen struggle desperately in his hands but could only accept it, he slowly laughed, and the people beside him calmed down slowly, without breathing, but he cried, tears falling drop by drop.

The drops fell on the face of Emperor Beichen who had died of breath. Seeing that he had lost his breath, Shen Zhao still felt puzzled. He took out the small knife in his bosom and stabbed it into Emperor Beichen's chest. The blood stained the dragon robe.

Shen Zhao didn't feel the pleasure, he stabbed several times, his stabbing movements were numb, Shen Zhao's people outside felt something was wrong, so they sneaked in to watch.

It was as if Shen Zhao had gone crazy, stabbing Beichen Emperor who had lost his heartbeat on the ground with a knife, but there were tears on his face, but he seemed to be smiling again.

This scene was very strange, but the guard who came in didn't care whether he infiltrated or not, he stepped forward and snatched the knife from Shen Zhao's hand, and said softly.

"Master, we can leave now."

It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, you can leave after taking the head.

Only then did Shen Zhao realize that, yes, there was also Jiang Shen. Jiang Shen wanted his head to be seen. He snatched the knife that had just been taken away, and took off Emperor Beichen's head. The guards held a box, and Shen Zhaojiang Emperor Beichen's head was placed inside.

Holding the box, he walked back along the way he just slipped in. The whole journey went smoothly. He was escorted out of the palace. He went straight to his residence outside the palace and entered the secret room.

It was already dark at this time, looking at the quiet Jiang Shen in front of him, he put the box on the ground, picked up Jiang Shen and put it in his arms.

"I have already taken the head, you should have seen it, I can come to accompany you, I hope you are not in a hurry."

Shen Zhao rested his head lightly on top of Jiang Shen's, his face full of joy.

He came to accompany Jiang Shen, he took out the small red bottle from his arms, put the red particles inside into his mouth without saying a word, and when he was about to swallow it again.

The person in his arms moved suddenly, raised his head and blocked his lips, took the medicine he was about to swallow, and then spit it on the ground.

"Are you stupid, are you stupid?"

Jiang Shen hugged Shen Zhao tightly and began to cry.

He didn't want to cry either, but if he was one step too late, Shen Zhao might really be gone.

Shen Zhao didn't move, his eyes widened, feeling the temperature of Jiang Shen's tears dripping on the back of his hand, it was warm.

He is not fake, he is real, he is alive, and he is also Jiang Shen.