Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

Shen Chichuan sneered, with a penetrating chill in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Xing Yu."

A figure appeared in the darkness, neatly dressed in a black martial robe that never changed, it was Xing Yu who was always elusive.

Xing Yu made a gesture of invitation to Li Muhe respectfully. Although he was more than one level lower than Li Muhe, he didn't give him any face in words, and said directly: "Master Beishan, please."

Now that the matter has come to this point, Li Muhe understands that if the entanglement continues, Xing Yu will definitely fight him. This bodyguard is almost carved out of the same mold as his master, and he never gives anyone face.And at this time, if they started fighting with Xing Yu, it would be tantamount to disobeying the leader's order, and no one would think about angering Shen Chichuan, a lunatic.

Li Muhe had no choice but to take a last look at Yan Shijun, and silently clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves, without even realizing that his fingertips were sinking into the flesh and blood.

"Let's retire."

Li Muhe folded his hands and leaned over. The moment he lowered his head, his eyes were full of sternness and coldness, and when he raised his head again, his expression was normal.Xing Yu followed behind him, watching Li Muhe walk out unwillingly.

Seeing Li Muhe's back gradually walking away, Yan Shijun secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and finally left.

Who knew that before the breath was over, he was dragged out by a strong force. He staggered a few times, and was lifted out of the air by someone holding his waist. When he came back to his senses, he He had already been lifted against the wall by the back collar, and the smell of wine choked his face, making Yan Shijun cough several times.

"Now, you should explain to me what happened just now?"

The scent of wine on Shen Chichuan's lips was mixed with hot air between his mouth and puffed on Yan Shijun's face, the oppressive feeling made him break out in a cold sweat.Yan Shijun turned his head unnaturally, avoiding Shen Chichuan's thick eyes: "Master...you are drunk..."

Shen Chichuan saw Yan Shijun's small action, his eyes were covered with a layer of gloom, and his heart was inexplicably shrouded in a faint sense of loss. Maybe the wine he was drinking down by Yin Banyan was not completely forced out by internal force. The remaining bit of alcohol played a role in the body, and he didn't even speak like him: "You hate me so much?"

His voice was low, and the effect of alcohol made his voice a little hoarse, but Yan Shijun caught a trace of... Lost from his words just now?

Impossible, who is Shen Chichuan?He is the No. 1 Demon Cult leader who is ruthless and ruthless, and a big villain who treats human life like nothing!The end of the world is more likely than Shen Chichuan's loss!

Yan Shijun took the courage to glance at Shen Chichuan. The other party's handsome and noble side face was hidden in the shadows, the corners of his lips were tightly pressed, and the air was deadly silence. After a long while, Shen Chichuan suddenly laughed, and the laughter said no. The taunt came out: "Why, turn your head and want to hook up with Li Muhe if you can't hook up with me? Yan Chen, you are really cheap."

Sure enough, when Yan Shijun heard about the loss just now, he must have seen a ghost.

When someone points their nose at someone and scolds them, most people can't stand it and turn back a sentence or two.

But it is obvious that Yan Shijun has already been eliminated from the species of "ordinary people" by virtue of his face that can be connected to circle the earth twice.

Yan Shijun smiled sheepishly, and said directly with a cheeky face: "The leader is so concerned about who he is hooking up with, could it be... jealous?"

Yan Shijun just said it casually, and he is used to trying to fight for a quick tongue at any time.But Shen Chichuan was stunned for a moment when he was asked such a question out of the blue.

I'm afraid even he himself couldn't explain why he was stunned. The feeling that flashed in his heart before was indeed extremely strong at this moment.But when he looked at Yan Shijun's face that was somewhat similar to Yan Hong's, he suddenly became angry again——

The son of Mu Cheng's lackey, how could he like him?

I don't know if this anger is directed at himself or at Yan Shijun, anyway, the consequences are solid revenge on Yan Shijun.

Seeing the anger in Shen Chichuan's eyes, Yan Shijun immediately sensed that something was wrong, and he seemed to be slipping away.Helpless, he was suppressed to death in front of Shen Chichuan, and Shen Chichuan was in a state of drunkenness, so he acted regardless of the seriousness.

Sensing the danger, Yan Shijun resolutely brought out his usual confession of Dafa, and repeatedly admitted his mistakes: "The leader is my fault, please spare my life... Ah!"

Before Yan Shijun finished speaking, Shen Chichuan held his waist and threw him on the bed.

It was really "thrown" on the bed, Shen Chichuan didn't show mercy at all, Yan Shijun was thrown out completely, made a free fall and hit the bed heavily.His back was hit hard by the bed rail, Yan Shijun covered the pain and grinned: "My kidney..."

This is something that his old Yan's family has passed on from generation to generation!He won't fall and break it!

He can't die, can he?How can a man not do it!

"Shen Chichuan, you lunatic!" Yan Shijun didn't care about his life, he already knew that Shen Chichuan's mind was confused under the influence of alcohol.He cursed directly, in his eyes, the drunk Shen Chichuan was simply a hungry wolf who would bite madly for no reason.

Yan Shijun was about to get up from the bed, but was pushed back by his tall and solid body in an instant. The two of them were close together, and their breathing became chaotic. The smell of wine mixed with Yan Shijun's intermittent and mixed breathing, and gradually rose. temperature between the two.

"Shen Chichuan...you...uh!" His lips were tightly blocked, and Yan Shijun seemed to be drowning, and it became difficult to breathe. The feeling of being firmly suppressed made him feel terrible, especially if this person was still alive. Shen Chichuan.

What Shen Chichuan said couldn't be called a kiss at all, it should be biting, biting without any reason, without any skill at all, the fiery breath sprayed on Yan Shijun's face, forcing him to give in extremely.

Yan Shijun is now 100% sure that it is impossible for Shen Chichuan to like him at all, even if he doesn't at all, he just wants to submit himself, and wants to force him to surrender willingly at his feet with ruthless force.

Under Shen Chichuan's hands, Yan Shijun's struggle was almost as insignificant as being bitten by a mosquito.Slowly, Yan Shijun's struggle gradually became smaller.He felt that Shen Chichuan's movements gradually stopped as he gave up and struggled. After an unknown amount of time, Yan Shijun heard a slight breathing sound coming from his ear...

He turned his eyes with difficulty, and saw the person on his body lying on his chest, his usual thin and cold eyes had been closed, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly with Yan Shijun's movements, and the corners of his lips still kept a downward arc, so The picture of Zhang Junmei Wutao just appeared in front of Yan Shijun's eyes.

No way... At this moment, the leader actually fell asleep?