Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

The pain in the neck gradually became numb from the sharp pain at the beginning, the cold lips pressed against his skin, and the faint scent of sandalwood from Shen Chichuan's body entered the tip of his nose, like the breath of a thousand-year-old fox demon. Like a bewitching poison, Yan Shijun's mind fell into chaos, and only one thought remained clear——

Shen Chichuan's teeth are really good!

I don't know how long it took for Shen Chichuan to slowly move away from his neck, breathing heavily into his ears, for some reason, Yan Shijun suddenly trembled unconsciously, turned his head Slowly meet Shen Chichuan's eyes.

Shen Chichuan grabbed his hand and touched the still warm neck, a row of clear tooth marks were imprinted on it, Shen Chichuan stood up and looked down at him, the majesty and arrogance of the leader emerged spontaneously: "You don't This seat should be angered."

Yan Shijun suddenly wanted to laugh, and raised his eyes to meet him: "So?"

That's why you bit me?

You will bite when you are angry, are you a three-year-old child?

Of course, the latter two sentences would not be uttered even if Yan Shijun was killed.

Shen Chichuan's face brightened, while Yan Shijun blinked at him.The leader suddenly questioned the coercion he had accumulated over the years-shouldn't he be afraid?Now Yan Shijun raised his face and looked at him like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

Shen Chichuan suddenly didn't know what to pick up, turned around with a dark face, and took out a box from nowhere. An unknown object wrapped in cloth.

Then Shen Chichuan stretched out his hand and pulled Yan Shijun's foot over. Yan Shijun was pulled so suddenly, reflexively thinking that Shen Chichuan wanted to do something again, he hurriedly backed up with his hands, and hurriedly kicked with one foot: "Hey, I didn't say you were childish, and I didn't blame you for biting at such an age, you can't do anything to me..."

Shen Chichuan: ...

You really spoke your mind!

Glancing at him coldly, he increased his strength with his hands, and Yan Shijun couldn't break free immediately, his feet were fixed in Shen Chichuan's arms.

I saw that Shen Chichuan untied the dusty cloth bag in his hand, and inside was a small white jade-like medicine box, from which he dipped a little white ointment and applied it to Yan Shijun's ankle.Yan Shijun only felt a chill in his ankle, and the hot wound just now was slowly icing down.

"Ah, you..." Yan Shijun could see what Shen Chichuan was doing even if he had a hole in his head, and his voice lowered, "Are you going to heal my wound?"

The leader gave him a look like he was looking at a fool, and said clearly in his eyes: what else?

Shen Chichuan carefully applied the ointment, and rubbed his long fingers slowly on the painful area. The cool ointment soaked along the wound, and immediately relieved a lot.

Yan Shijun knew he was wrong, so he pursed his mouth tightly and stopped talking, his feet were fixed in Shen Chichuan's arms, his upper body found a comfortable position, and leaned against the soft pillow. From his perspective, Shen Chichuan was slightly relaxed. The long hair below covers half of the face, revealing the handsome and perfect curve of the side face. The narrow and handsome eyes are slightly lowered, and the curled long eyelashes leave a faint shadow on the lower eyelid. Looking at it this way, it looks like walking out of a painting Mr. Qingjun, that is, Yan Shijun's stinky feet appeared a little out of place.

Yan Shijun changed his posture and looked at him with his chin propped up. The morning light outside the window shone through the unclosed window and reflected obliquely on Shen Chichuan's body, casting a faint layer of light on his body. The halo color makes the whole person look much softer.

For some reason, Yan Shijun suddenly wanted to stop time like this, and just keep looking at Shen Damei so seductively, how nice it would be.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Chichuan frowned, not knowing if he had noticed Yan Shijun's gaze, and when he looked over, he happened to meet Yan Shijun's idiot face that hadn't been retracted yet.

Yan Shijun coughed and coughed twice in embarrassment: "It's nothing, it's just that the leader's prosperous beauty dazzles my eyes."

Yan Shijun's mouth is really a rainbow fart.

The corners of Shen Chichuan's tightly pursed lips hooked slightly at that moment, and his eyes softened a little.

Before this harmonious scene lasted for half an hour, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and someone reported: "Master."

Shen Chichuan didn't raise his eyes, the strength of his hands was still gentle, and his words had already entered a state of majesty: "Go in."

Yan Shijun moved his foot and tried to pull it out of Shen Chichuan's arms: "If someone comes to see you, don't bother the leader, I will come by myself."

As he spoke, he twitched vigorously. Unexpectedly, the strength of Shen Chichuan's subordinates remained undiminished, and they held his feet firmly, with no intention of letting go at all.

Isn't the leader always good-faced?If the subordinates saw him rubbing someone's feet, wouldn't they scare them to death?

Sure enough, a man with the appearance of a guard opened the door and walked in. Right on the head, he saw the majestic leader staring at him, sitting upright, but his hands were... rubbing someone's feet? !

Is it his hallucination?The leader is rubbing someone's feet?

This is simply a precursor to the fission of heaven and earth!

The guard opened his mouth wide enough to swallow two eggs, staggered back two steps, almost tripped over the steps and fell.And Shen Chichuan had a gloomy face, and said coldly: "You came to the Palace of Never Nights just to be in a daze?"

A questioning was more effective than anything else, the guard came back to his senses, and manually put the dislocated jaw back: "The leader atones... this subordinate is here to report that... oh yes..."

Shen Chichuan's patience was almost worn out by the guard's few words in succession, and it took him a long time to hold back: "Master, Li Muhe...he came out of the Shura Dao alive!"

Shen Chichuan frowned, Yan Shijun's eyes lit up, and said in unison: "What?"

It's just that the mood of the two people is completely different.

At this moment, Yan Shijun was very happy. Originally, he was worried about how the story would continue after the hero died, but he did not expect Li Muhe to come out of the Shura Dao. He is indeed a person blessed by the protagonist's halo. Sure enough, it is not so easy to get a box lunch .

And Shen Chichuan's psychology is that there is no need to think about it.

Yan Shijun's eyes jumped a little too much, Shen Chichuan glanced over at the right time, and the latter resolutely persuaded him.

The guard hesitated and said, "Then...do you want to..."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Yan Shijun's heart also mentioned, no, no, the hero can't burp.

With a gloomy face, Shen Chichuan waved his hands: "Restore his status as the Lord of Beishan, but he is not allowed to leave Beishan without my order."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said coldly to Yan Shijun: "You don't have an order from me, let alone go to Beishan."