Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

Yan Shijun was rudely thrown directly on the horse's back, completely deprived of the sedan chair treatment he had when he came from Dongshan, he felt like a humanoid sack with no human rights at all.The horse ran wildly at the speed of Shen Chichuan, and Yan Shijun's lower abdomen was on the horse's back, bumping all the way, wishing he would burst out.

After finally reaching the main palace of Luoxiao Palace, he was dragged off the horse before he could catch his breath, and was supported by two warriors. The door of the Palace of Nights was opened, and Yan Shijun was thrown into it.

Those warriors are all specially trained people who have abandoned all emotions.Their only order is to obey Shen Chichuan, and they will not be soft on Shen Chichuan because of his preferential treatment and love for Yan Shijun. In their eyes, Yan Shijun is no different from those captured slaves .

In just a few days, Yan Shijun experienced what it was like to go from heaven to hell.

Yan Shijun was thrown to the ground, the black veil on his body was cut several times, the door was slowly closed in front of him, and Yan Shijun just watched the scene outside disappearing little by little before his eyes.And Shen Chichuan's back was just outside the door, lonely and desolate. At that moment, Yan Shijun felt his heart twitch violently, as if what separated them was not a door, but a road that would never cross. But the natural moat.

He suddenly felt that he had done something wrong.

The empty Nightless Palace did not have the old heaters and candles, everything was so cold, darkness enveloped everything, and also enveloped his heart.

Only then did he discover that Shen Chichuan's inner strength is mellow, and he doesn't feel cold at all, but the heater in the hall is always on every night, just for him.

"Yan Shijun, Yan Shijun, you are a fool..."

he is a fool...

Yan Shijun was locked up for a whole night, just wearing a black gauze, curled up by the door, leaning his head on the door, and slept in a daze all night.

Shen Chichuan didn't come back overnight.

Except for a loud noise coming from nowhere in the middle of the night, which was so loud that one thought it was a landslide, everything was as quiet as if there was no one living there.

The next day when the sky was bright, the door of the Palace of Nights was pushed from the outside. Although it was not pushed open, Yan Shijun was woken up by the push.He stared at the already bright sky outside in a daze, and stretched his neck. After sleeping in this position all night, his neck felt dislocated from sleep.

After a while, the window was pushed open a crack, and a gust of cold wind came in from the window, but no one appeared for a long time.Yan Shijun thought he had bumped into a ghost early in the morning, so he walked around against the wall. Just as he got closer to see what was going on, he was so scared by a sudden head that his adrenaline soared, and he almost burped with arrhythmia.

Yan San's head suddenly poked in from the window, just in time to meet Yan Shijun's terrified face, his head shrank in fright, and he fell down again before climbing in from the window.I could only hear the pain of "Ouch" from outside, and then another familiar voice came: "It's just that you want to show off your little arms and legs, so just tell me I won't go in!"

Xing Yu?

Yan San's voice, not to be outdone, also came over: "You can't even hold my little arms and legs, have you practiced for nothing for so many years?"

"you!!"

Yan Shijun felt that there was no need for the two of them to sneak up through the windows after such a big battle, so they just slammed into the door and walked in.

Hearing that the two were about to quarrel again, Yan Shijun coughed twice, which interrupted the quarrel between the two. A vigorous black figure jumped in from the window, while the other clumsily crawled outside for a long time without getting up. , or Yan Shijun dragged him in with one hand.

It was Yan San and Xing Yu who somehow got mixed up.

Yan Shijun looked outside suspiciously: "Why are you two here? The guards outside the door didn't stop you?"

While closing the window, Xing Yu signaled Yan Shijun to rest assured: "The guards outside are all my brothers for many years. I asked them to accommodate me. By the way, I heard that you were brought back from Beishan by the leader yesterday. What did you do in Beishan? ?”

It's okay not to mention it, but Yan Shijun's eyes dimmed a bit when he mentioned it: "Don't mention it, where is Shen Chichuan?"

Xing Yu and Yan San looked at each other, Xing Yu hesitated for a while and said: "The leader didn't know what happened yesterday, everyone drove away from the martial arts training ground, and I stayed there all night alone, either drinking or practicing martial arts."

What he didn't say was that when Xing Yu went to the training ground to see Shen Chichuan the next morning, he almost thought he had gone to the wrong place - the whole training ground seemed to have been torn apart by someone, and all the targets And the wooden stakes fell to the ground in a haphazard manner, and even the back mountain behind the martial arts field was cut in half.

That's right, it was cut in half.

Xing Yu specially checked the broken end, it was neat and neat, it seemed that the sword qi cut it off directly.

No wonder yesterday's loud noise made the entire Luoxiao Palace tremble three times.

"I've never seen the leader look like this before." Xing Yu hesitated, and said as if he had made up his mind, "I always feel that the leader has broken many rules on you."

Yan Shijun felt a little lost, his hands hidden in his sleeves tightened - how could he not know?

After hearing this, Yan San stood in front of Yan Shijun, pointed at Xing Yu confidently and said, "My son also suffered a lot around that devil, you say that as if that devil has been wronged."

"When did my family leader treat others so well? Isn't this an exception?" Xing Yu was not to be outdone.

"It's not that my son is willing to stay by his side, at worst, let us go." Yan San couldn't stop when he hit Xing Yu.

Yan Shijun's head hurt from their quarrel: "Can you stop for a moment, this person hasn't spoken yet..."

Yan San embraced Yan Shijun's arm: "My lord, let's run away."

Yan Shijun: Are you the master or am I the master?

"Do you think you can get out?"

Before Yan Shijun had time to intervene, a cold voice came from outside the door, followed by a few respectful "Master" in unison.

God is messing with him! !

Why did you come at this time?

The door was pushed open, and Shen Chichuan came in from the door. He had already changed his clothes, his brows and eyes were completely cold, and the ends of his eyes were slightly bright red, like the lingering aftertaste of being drunk last night, which only added a bit of confusion.

But Shen Chichuan's beauty is so beautiful, and the ruthlessness of his whole body is hard to ignore.

Yan Shijun even felt that the person in front of him was not Shen Chichuan at all, but another person in the shell of Shen Chichuan, a decisive and emotionless person.