Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

Xie Zhan was terrified, he had never been so afraid of a person before.Song Yan is a lunatic, he couldn't imagine how Song Yan would treat him if he knew of his existence.Based on Song Yan's protection of He Jin, he felt that Song Yan would kill him again.But thinking of the painting that Song Yan just drew and his emotional appearance, Xie Zhan...can't think of what he will do at all.

After all, he was just a wandering spirit.

If he didn't have itchy hands, Song Yan wouldn't have found out.However, it is useless to regret, Xie Zhan has given up on himself, he has already left the jade pendant, standing there like a wandering soul, with a face full of lovelessness.

Song Yan looked at him with his head propped up, and hooked his fingers towards him.

Xie Zhan walked over resignedly and stood in front of him.The wind suddenly blew in, blowing the curtain, Song Yan stretched out his hand, as if lifting the hair of the people around him, with a gentle smile on his face: "Your hair is messed up by the wind."

Xie Zhan standing on the other side of Song Yan: "..."

So Song Yan couldn't see him at all, this lunatic just wanted to cheat him.Xie Zhan's nervous heart instantly let go, and he looked at Song Yan expressionlessly, his teeth itching with hatred.

His flattering temper has been completely reduced to zero when facing such a shameless lunatic.Xie Zhan is most afraid of such a person, Huan Rin entered his life and heart with such a shameless attitude back then.

Song Yan completed a performance with deep love and unresolved love between humans and ghosts alone. As a bystander, Xie Zhan felt that such a thing had never been seen or heard before.Fortunately, Song Yan did crazy things before as a foreshadowing, so he didn't feel that the world collapsed instantly.

However, after being shocked, Xie Zhan also discovered a good thing.His soul is no longer completely bound in the jade pendant, his soul can float outside, but it cannot be too far away from the jade pendant.Although Song Yan's every move still fell into his eyes, it was much better than leaning against him all the time and feeling his warmth.

He can also touch a little bit of the real thing.

So when Song Yan was eating, he suddenly reached out and pushed the teacup in front of him, and the water splashed all over Song Yan, and the white robe was soon stained with water. Added some embarrassment.

The waiter knelt down on the ground, his face turned pale.

When everyone thought that Song Yan was going to get angry, Song Yan suddenly showed a tolerant smile: "Don't play with your temper."

The servants kneeling on the ground were shocked, and Xie Zhan's goosebumps fell all over the floor.After that, he didn't want to take revenge on Song Yan anymore, he just quietly acted as a wandering soul.Fighting with Song Yan, he seems to never win.

"Song Yan is crazy." The Red Gold Army who had been secretly following Song Yan for many days suddenly reported the situation to the emperor on the second day.

"He often talks to himself in the air. When eating, there will always be an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks on the table. When sleeping, there will always be an extra seat beside him." The man continued.

If other people made such a move, Huan Lin would also think he was crazy.But the person who made such a move was Song Yan. He and Song Yan had been through life and death for a while, and they still had a basic understanding of his temperament.Relying on Song Yan to go crazy to deal with Song Yan is simply a dream.

Huan Lin's hand subconsciously touched his waist, but found nothing.

"Your Majesty, there is a jade pendant in Song Yan's hand, which is very similar to what you used before." The man said suddenly.

It fell into his hands!

First he robbed his body, and now he took his jade pendant. Huan Lin felt an inexplicable resentment in his heart. Just when he thought he should go to the Song Mansion, someone from Yingchuan Palace suddenly came in a hurry.

"Your Majesty, something happened to King Yingchuan!" The person who reported hurriedly said while kneeling on the ground.

"what's up?"

"He secretly drank poisonous wine, I'm afraid..."

Huan Lin's temples jumped suddenly, and with a turn of his footsteps, he walked towards Yingchuan Palace.

Looking at the words 'Yingchuan Prince's Mansion' shining in the sun, Huan Lin felt that he would never take another step.He was already devastated by Song Yan's incident, if another accident happened to the abolished emperor, then the old fellow of the Wang family would not know what absurd thing he was going to do.

Huan Lin stepped into the palace and into Sima Yan's bedroom. There was a strong smell of blood inside. Sima Yan was lying on the bed, and the bright bedding made his face pale as paper.The corner of his mouth was stained with blood that hadn't dried up, and he was already extremely weak.Surrounded by several busy imperial physicians, they all knelt down when they saw Huan Lin coming in.

"What's wrong?" Huan Lin asked a little annoyed.

Some people, he clearly wished that he would die, but still wanted to save him.This is the reason of the emperor. Sometimes Huan Lin doesn't even want to be the emperor, but he has chosen this path, so he can't back down.

The imperial physicians glanced at each other, but they didn't dare to speak any more.

"Can you still live?" Huan Lin was angry.

Finally one person said: "King Yingchuan drank poisonous wine. Although I and my colleagues tried their best to pull out the poison from him, it was too late..."

Huan Lin suddenly looked at Sima Yan.A smile appeared on Sima Yan's pale and bruised face.That smile seemed to be mocking, and the anger in Huan Lin's heart grew even worse.

The imperial physicians all retreated, and only Huan Lin and Sima Yan were left in the room.Huan Lin walked up to Sima Yan and looked at him condescendingly: "Why did you do this? If you die at this time, you have lost the integrity of the old emperor. If you want to die, you should die in the city of Zhenbao!" die that day."

Sima Yan looked at him blankly, his voice was very low, and the rise and fall of his chest could hardly be seen: "I saw Azhan."

His eyes narrowed, and he suddenly saw a person standing outside the window, dressed in white, with the same appearance as when he first met, looking at him with a smile.

Huan Lin's complexion changed suddenly, and a rush of blood rushed into his mind. He almost couldn't hold it back, and walked over to take Sima Yan's last breath.

Even if he died, would he still be here waiting for him?And him?Since his death, he has rarely even been in his dreams!He originally thought that Xie Zhan was dead and Sima Yan was alive, so Xie Zhan belonged to him alone.Now that Sima Yan is about to die, what should he do?

Jealousy was growing in his chest, and he took a deep breath to suppress the dizziness.

"How could he wait for you? He has been dead for many days, and he has already gone to reincarnate!"

"You really killed him." Sima Yan's eyelids drooped, his face became even more ashamed, "Huan Lin, you are too ruthless."

"Sima Yan, are you not ruthless when you take away people's love?" Huan Lin said, "Why do you have the face to meet Xie Zhilan after you die?"

Sima Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, his breath became weaker and weaker, and he could not speak.He didn't dare to die, so he had no face to go see Xie Zhilan.

Back then, Xie Zhan and Huan Lin fell in love with each other, and he was indeed the one who won people's love.During the many days of being locked up here, he thought about many things, and he was indeed wrong. He had no words to face Xie Zhan while he was alive, and he had no face to face his wife when he died.And now that Xie Zhan is also dead, what face would he have to meet the two of them after his death?

However, even if he didn't dare, even if he had no face, he had no choice. His sanity became more and more blurred, and the shadow standing outside the window became more and more clear.The originally handsome man in white turned into a woman in pink and stretched out her hand towards him.

"Huan Lin, you will regret it. Azhan loves you so much, and you killed him like this..."

In the end, Sima Yan's voice was inaudible. Hearing his words, Huan Lin thought it was a mockery. After Sima Yan died, he never forgot to disgust him.When he came back to his senses, the person on the bed had completely died, and there seemed to be a slight smile on his face.Huan Lin didn't want to look at him again.

Huan Lin got up, opened the door and walked out.Under the steps, a little boy stood there, looking up at him with indifference in his clear eyes.The little boy glanced at him, then turned his head to look behind him, as if he wanted to see something.

When Huan Lin attacked Jiankang, Sima Yan's adult children were all killed by his swords and guns. Only the youngest son, Sima Yan, protected him with his life.Huan Lin saw the child's appearance clearly, and his expression changed slightly.

So much like him.

——Azhan, have you been so dull since you were a child?

- so what?If you don't like it, stay away from me.

——How could you not like it?No matter what, as long as it is Azhan, I like it.

Huan Lin walked over and knelt down in front of him: "You are Sima Yin."

When the little boy heard him calling his name, he couldn't help but look at him: "Father..."

"Your father is dead." Huan Lin said.

The little boy bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and his eyes seemed to be confused, but he seemed to understand everything, but he didn't have much sadness or sadness.

"Come with me." Huan Lin said.

The little boy's lips were already biting white: "Can you beat someone for me?"

"Hit who?" Huan Lin asked.

The little boy pointed to the people not far away and said: "He always beats me, and he still doesn't give me food." The little boy rolled up his sleeves, which were covered with many large and small wounds.

The servant's face suddenly changed, and he quickly knelt down, but he secretly gave the little boy a look in his eyes.The little boy's neck flinched, but there was firmness in his eyes.

"You bully Prince Yingchuan, drag him out and kill him with a stick." Huan Lin said flatly.

The man's face was completely pale, he had long lost his usual arrogant appearance, and kept begging for mercy from the little boy.The little boy looked at him indifferently.He was finally dragged down, and the pleadings continued.

The little boy's eyes were still indifferent, but he stretched out his hand towards Huan Lin.

Huan Lin picked him up and walked out of Yingchuan Palace.

Those words still echoed in his mind.

—— "Huan Lin, you will regret it. Azhan loves you so much, and you killed him like this..."

At this time, he suddenly had a distorted expectation, if it is really what Sima Yan said, then it will be fine, if Azhan really loves him, then it will be fine.