Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

After all, Yan Shijun choked for a long time, held back a full-blown hiccup, and threw himself on Shen Chichuan's face with a strong smell of alcohol. Shen Chichuan really had to hold back. He was thrown out without a single hand.

(Inner os: I don't want this daughter-in-law anymore, and sold it for half the price, and still free shipping, did you accept it?)

Shen Chichuan turned his head, took a deep breath before turning around, and gritted his teeth: "I can't see that Madam is so... heroic when she's drunk."

The implication: you just need to clean up.

"What... what madam?" Yan Shijun was vaguely confused, squinting and staring at the man in front of him for a long time, and it took him a long time to realize the identity of the man, "Shen Chichuan... so it's you with a dead face!"

Shen Chichuan held his hand tightly, and suddenly questioned himself—why did he go to catch this drunk just now, and suddenly felt that it would be bad to let him fall to the ground?

The elders below who were still reporting with serious faces were almost scared to death by a big living person falling from the sky, and they were shocked by Yan Shijun's unceremonious "dead face". Live that wonderful expression that can act in a 72-episode series.

How dare someone scold Shen Chichuan, the vicious and merciless devil Shen Chichuan?

This is because I feel that the rest of my life is too long and I want to find excitement, right?

How dare you call him dead face?

But I have to say that the description is really not ordinary...precise...

The warriors and elders in the audience moved their expressions together, trying to make it easier for themselves to hold back their laughter.

Speaking of which, because Xing Yu and Yan San were also worried about Yan Shijun's injury, they hurriedly pushed open the door of the meeting hall without warning, and were immediately taken aback by the serious atmosphere in the whole hall that hadn't dissipated.

The audience was waiting in full force, and there were even a few warriors with long swords left, and the elders were all wearing the most formal robes with black and gold patterns on weekdays. It seemed that they were about to go out to fight in the next second, but they were interrupted by Yan Shijun. It became a scene of eating melons and watching a show, and the eyes of the audience were all staring at the scene in front of them.

It's over, Xing Yu felt guilty when he saw this appearance, what he hates most when the leader is serious is being interrupted, so now Mr. Yan must die?Now he can only hope that the leader will be more lenient than in the past, and no matter how bad it is... it's better to leave a whole body.

Xing Yu was holding on to the last bit of hope, and this hope hadn't lasted too long, and then Yan Shijun's voice that could only resound through the sky resounded in the entire hall: "Shen Chichuan, you are a dead face!"

dead face...

Well, Xing Yu's only hope is shattered.

The veins on Shen Chichuan's forehead were about to explode, and his eyes swept down indifferently. The people who had raised their eyes and laughed were frightened by this extremely lethal look and suppressed their laughter. He silently lowered his head.

Shen Chichuan frowned and looked at the man who was staring at him angrily in his arms, his molars were clenched and he lowered his voice: "Let's go back and talk slowly."

"Who will go back with you!" Yan Shijun, who had drunk the wine, was so angry that he shook off Shen Chichuan's hand that was about to hug him by the waist, stood up unsteadily, staggered because of too much force, and sat down in the hall On the throne of the leader in the middle.

There were a few gasps of air from below.

The leader's throne in Luoxiao Palace is equivalent to the emperor's dragon seat, who dares to go up and sit on the dragon seat?

From this point of view, the drunken Yan Shijun dared.

Facts have proved that he, Yan Shijun, is not only daring, but also has a lot of backbone.

Yan Shijun stepped directly on the throne, changed to a more comfortable position, pointed at Shen Chichuan, but couldn't point to the position because of trembling hands: "You, I'm talking about you...you have a dead face! "

Shen Chichuan smiled threateningly: "Tell me, what's wrong with me?"

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Shijun's eyes widened, and he said incredulously, "I fell in front of you during the day, why didn't you even look at me? Even... even a stranger should be concerned, right? , I’m not even as good as a stranger?”

Hearing this, Shen Chichuan already understood why he was so angry. There was a faint smile in his eyes, and he followed the drunkard's words to care: "And then? Where did you fall?"

"Here! Here! And here!" Yan Shijun took his arms, and there were several scratches on his delicate and tender arms, which had already formed scars, winding from the palm to the forearm, "And... like the legs There are also..."

Yan Shijun said that he was really about to reach out to untie his belt, and everyone in the audience was startled, and they automatically lowered their heads before Shen Chichuan's cold eyes swept over him.

"Okay, okay," Shen Chichuan grabbed his hand that wanted to show his wound further, and coughed unnaturally, "I see."

"You don't know!" Yan Shijun suddenly yelled out of alcohol, which made our leader tremble in a rare way. The key is that the toughness of the yelling has not dissipated, and he burst into tears, "You don't know anything!" I know, you know being with that little lover of yours, you only know how to torture me..."

Shen Chichuan: Little lover?

This very unfriendly address made Yin Banyan, who was far away, sneezed hard.

Although the spectators in the audience lowered their heads, their ears were pricked up higher. This little lover let the elders and warriors know that the next topic was not something they could hear.

I saw the Great Elder stroke the white beard that grew to his chest, and heheed twice: "Everyone, I suddenly remembered that the clothes at home have not been collected, so I went back first, don't take offense and don't take offense."

Seeing this, the second elder was also stunned: "Ah, my dog ​​hasn't been fed yet."

When everyone heard this, they all started to pretend——

"Ah, I still have a few pages of cheats to read."

"The medicine on my stove has not been collected!"

"I still have to put my son to bed."

"Hey, old Wang, you don't even have a son from where your wife came from?"

"The neighbor's son, I'm the old king next door!"

……

Shen Chichuan felt that if he stayed here with Yan Shijun any longer, the prestige that his leader had cultivated over the years would be in vain.

Shen Chichuan stepped forward directly, regardless of whether Yan Shijun agreed or not, he directly picked him up by the waist, and Yan Shijun's legs kicked up indiscriminately: "Shen Chichuan, let me down..."

Snapped!

With a crisp sound echoing in the hall, Yan Shijun's yelling and cursing stopped abruptly.

After a long while, another more furious voice erupted: "Shen Chichuan, you actually spanked my ass, you pervert!!!"