Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

With a cold face, Shen Chichuan threw Yan Shijun directly into the sedan chair. The injury on Yan Shijun's foot was still not healed, and his buttocks were hit again. He was about to raise his head and curse back, but who knew that Shen Chichuan also lifted the curtain sat in.

A small sedan chair is just too big for a fart, and it was just right for one person to sit on it, but the two people were almost stuck together.

Yan Shijun moved to the corner in disgust, and said coldly: "The sedan chair is small, please ask the leader to change it."

Shen Chichuan couldn't help thinking about whether he was too kind to him at ordinary times, so nice that he actually had the courage to ask the leader to change the sedan chair. Did he forget whose sedan chair it was?

Taking up someone else's space and still being so arrogant?You're welcome.

The corner of Shen Chichuan's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.In case what he said offended him, Yan Shijun could do it by jumping off the sedan chair with a limp.

Shen Chichuan unexpectedly did not answer, and Yan Shijun ignored him, and turned his head outside without looking at him.

Shen Chichuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his deep eyes fell on the back of Yan Shijun's stubborn head and stared at it for a while, then suddenly he opened his mouth and said, "Who is Yan Shijun?"

The power of this sentence was so great that Yan Shijun's stomach full of fire just now dissipated cleanly like a balloon that had been poked.The back of his head tightened, and the reflex arc took half the world to come back. With a stiff neck, he twisted his head: "What did you say?"

Shen Chichuan was very satisfied with Yan Shijun's expression. His expression just showed that the name Yan Shijun had absolutely special meaning to him, or that he and this Yan Shijun were basically the same person.

Back then, he asked Xing Yu to secretly investigate the name of Yan Shijun. Even if Xing Yu activated the intelligence network installed in the entire Wulin by Luoxiao Palace, he still couldn't find any news about Yan Shijun, as if these three words were hallucinations of Shen Chichuan. an unnecessary name.Until just now——Yan Shijun scolded him so that he was filled with righteous indignation, and accidentally said a sentence, "My fate, Yan Shijun, is determined by myself."

Yan Shijun, these three words again.

If the first time was his auditory hallucination in desperation in the fire scene, what about now?

Yan Shijun is awake, and Shen Chichuan is also awake, it is impossible to have auditory hallucinations by such a coincidence.

If it is really as he guessed, Yan Chen, the young master of Sunset Palace in the past, disappeared long ago, or died directly, and the young master of Luoxiao Palace in front of him has already changed his identity. There are explanations for mutations and strange behaviors.

Yan Shijun hooked the corners of his mouth stiffly, and made a joke that even he couldn't laugh at himself: "How would I know... What a coincidence, his surname is also Yan, maybe it's my long-lost brother."

Shen Chichuan got closer again, and the coercion emanating from his body made Yan Shijun breathless, especially when Shen Chichuan was staring straight at him.Yan Shijun's guilty conscience was instantly magnified countless times, and he couldn't help swallowing, looking at the unconcealable banter in Shen Chichuan's eyes, he thumped in his heart: It's over.

Shen Chichuan's face sank like water, but what he said made Yan Shijun no longer calm down: "I don't seem to say that Yan Shijun is a man."

Yan Shijun's face completely collapsed, beads of sweat came out of his palms, and the corners of his clothes were clenched in sweat. Under Shen Chichuan's coercion, his tongue seemed to be tied, and he couldn't speak at all.

Shen Chichuan hooked his lips, and there was a vague smile in his eyes: "Tell me, why did you pretend to be Yan Chen, and where did the real Yan Chen go?"

The sedan chair was driving on the road, and the buttocks that had just bumped up to Dongshan were bumped back before they were fully comfortable. What's more, now that he was facing Shen Chichuan's unpredictable face, Yan Shijun had really tasted what it meant to be on pins and needles.

Yan Shijun knew that he could no longer hide it, so he let out a breath slowly: "The real Yan Chen...he is dead."

Shen Chichuan leaned back halfway on the carriage, raised his brows, and motioned for him to continue: "What is the purpose of lurking beside me?"

Yan Shijun slowly raised his eyes and blinked pitifully: "I sneaked into the leader's side because I have admired the leader for a long time..."

He really couldn't think of anything other than this reason!

Sure enough, Shen Chichuan didn't believe it, and smiled sarcastically: "I was kissing me with Li Muhe just now, but now I say that I admire you, Yan Shijun, can't you see it when you are me?"

Resigned to his fate, Yan Shijun looked up to the sky and wept silently: Sure enough, he no longer believed in this excuse.

Then what should he say, is it possible that he has traveled from another world, everything that happened here is the story in the book, and he came here to attack you, the leader?

If he said that, he would probably be hung up and beaten tomorrow!

Shen Chichuan suddenly felt as if his heart was being stabbed in pain, and he opened his mouth after a while and said, "You can't tell when you are my seat? Isn't it because of Li Muhe that you approach this seat? You like him, don't you?"

Yan Shijun:? ? ?

What kind of novel story direction is this?

Shen Chichuan approached, lifted Yan Shijun's chin, and rubbed his bony long fingers against Yan Shijun's bright red lips. The cold fingertips made Yan Shijun tremble uncontrollably. Shen Chichuan's eyes could not see the depth of emotion clearly, implied With a little inexplicable sadness.

But it was only for a moment, and the sad look disappeared, replaced by an indescribable sinister look. Yan Shijun felt that Shen Chichuan was holding back his anger, and it was this implicit anger that made him feel even more angry. people are afraid of.

It's like a powder keg that can't tell when it will explode.

With a cruel smile on the corner of Shen Chichuan's mouth, he said slowly: "You are my wife, you will remember it well in this lifetime."

Every word and every word, Shen Chichuan wished he could engrave these words on Yan Shijun's heart so that he would always remember them. Before he knew it, even the breath that came out of him was threatening.

Shen Chichuan slowly let go of his hand, Yan Shijun was stunned, still maintaining his original forward leaning posture, but his head was a little stuck.

Shen Chichuan's eyes were slightly closed, and he closed his eyes in such a small space to cultivate his mind. Yan Shijun shrank silently towards the foot of the wall. Recalling just now, Shen Chichuan's dark night-like eyes even made him feel cold. When it got to his bones, he couldn't help but feel scared. Is this the villain's ruthlessness?

After bumping all the way, he finally arrived at the main palace. Yan Shijun fell asleep in a daze and didn't know when. When he woke up, he found himself covered with a thin blanket, which was embroidered with golden silk dragon patterns that only the leader can use. It is self-evident who covered him.

Yan Shijun's heart suddenly felt warm.

In a blink of an eye, seeing that Shen Chichuan had already stepped down first, Yan Shijun had no choice but to limped off the sedan chair while clutching his sore buttocks.

The east was already pale, and the warriors guarding the door were obviously happy when they saw Yan Shijun coming down, and because of Shen Chichuan's presence, no one dared to make a fuss.What is even more surprising is that a familiar figure is standing in the middle of the entrance of the Palace of Never Night, wearing black warrior clothes as usual, showing a slender and powerful figure, the blood on his body has not been cleaned up, as if he came in a hurry, He smiled brightly at Yan Shijun.

Yan Shijun just stood there in a daze, and after a while he called out the name uncertainly——

"Xing Yu?"