Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

"Yan Shijun!!!" Shen Chichuan just watched Yan Shijun jump down with his own eyes, and disappeared in front of him without any regrets.The bloody roar of pain seems to be able to penetrate thousands of mountains and rivers, but it cannot penetrate the heart of the person he wants to go to.

Seeing Shen Chichuan directly giving up resistance, lying on the edge of the cliff, the people from the Central Plains Wulin behind him were delighted to expose their back. The elder dipped his bow and set up an arrow, and shot away at his back. .The flesh and blood were pierced, and the pain spread from the shoulder all the way to the brain.The elder didn't aim at the vitals on purpose, he just wanted to torture him slowly. Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to watch a generation of devils being tortured to death by his hands than to kill him directly?

Seeing Yan Shijun jumping off, Xing Yu was stunned for a moment, and this moment turned the situation around. The opponent took the lead and slashed down with a knife. Xing Yu dodged, but he also slashed to the shoulder, and the blade sank an inch deep.

Just when he was about to be unable to hold on anymore, a long arrow shot from a distance and hit the opponent's chest, blood sprayed all over Xing Yu's body, only a sharp long cry was heard, and the reinforcements from Luoxiao Palace had arrived.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the elder made a mess of his subordinates and fled in all directions. He didn't care to deal with the remnants of the soldiers. The few fast-footed ones and the elders fled without a trace.

Shen Chichuan was stabbed with arrows all over his body. The elder intentionally humiliated him, but Shen Chichuan, who had always been arrogant, lost his arrogance while losing Yan Shijun, and suffered this humiliation.

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When Shen Chichuan woke up, it was already the evening of the second day.

This was the first time he had been in a coma for so long, and when he got up from the bed, there was still a burning pain in the back of his neck.

The cold look covered his eyes almost instantly, and Shen Chichuan said in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Who dared to hit him and knocked him out?

The servants who served couldn't help being terrified. No one dared to answer with their heads down. Under the great pressure, they took two steps back silently. Only a voice came from outside the door: "It's me."

Everyone made way for Xing Yu to come out from the end and walked in front of Shen Chichuan. His walking posture was a little uncoordinated, but he still stubbornly straightened his back and walked in front of Shen Chichuan. Untied the saber, and knelt down heavily: "Master, this subordinate has already received a hundred sticks in the punishment hall."

"Where's Yan Shijun?"

Xing Yu said nothing.

"I ask you, where is Yan Shijun!!!"

Xing Yu fell on the ground without raising his head, and said in a deep voice: "The subordinates have sent people to search everywhere..."

After a long pause, he said the second half of the sentence: "There is no news."

"Then send someone to look for it again. I want to see people alive and dead bodies!"

Xing Yu's voice was trembling uncontrollably: "The forest under the cliff suddenly encountered a wildfire, and the whole forest was burned. According to the butcher, the wildfire started last night, and there are many ferocious animals in the forest. It's hard to get in and out."

Shen Chichuan squeezed out every word and every word from between his teeth, his red eyes seemed to be weeping blood, his voice seemed to come from a ghost, like if Xing Yu said a bad word, he could tear him to pieces on the spot : "So? You also believe that he is dead?"

Xing Yu closed his eyes: "My condolences to the leader."

"Get out!" Shen Chichuan got up from the bed, the wound between his waist and abdomen was bleeding from the excessive pulling, but what's the harm in a little trauma?He has been injured since he entered Luoxiao Palace, and he has endured his back being almost cut in two with a knife, so what's the point?But Yan Shijun is different, this is the only time he has been tempted in so many years, he can't get used to this kind of pain at all, the depths of his heart seem to be torn to pieces, bloody is displayed in front of him, this kind of pain gradually spread along the heart , directly to the muscles and bones.

He didn't even have time to put on his outer robe, and stumbled out: "Prepare your horse, Xing Yu, take thirty dark guards and follow me!"

"Master, he can't..." Xing Yu stopped the Lang Zhong's weak protest and shook his head at him, but Lang Zhong closed his mouth helplessly.

Xing Yu didn't object, he brought thirty dark guards and followed Shen Chichuan out of Luoxiao Palace.

Because he knew that his blocking would have no effect at all, and Shen Chichuan didn't believe anyone's words.

The wildfire did not stop overnight, and the wildfire came very strangely. The entire forest was burned to the point that there was almost nothing left, leaving only a bare piece.

Shen Chichuan took off the cloak that was in the way, and went straight into the woods where there was nothing left.

He searched inch by inch, flipping through bit by bit, for fear that he would miss something and miss a bit of information from Yan Shijun.

Xing Yu just followed behind him, looking at the always invincible, cold-blooded and ruthless leader of the Demon Cult, but now he is like a walking corpse who has lost his soul, and has no other thoughts except looking for it.

Xing Yu watched him step on the ground deeply and shallowly, the hand holding the sword was scratched several times by the bushes, the blood flowed all the way down the wound, and fell directly into the pitted ravine several times, and was shot by Orion again. The hunting net that he set up was stumbled a few times, and then he got up from the ground covered in mud, suddenly feeling no pain.

Xing Yu didn't say a word, just followed behind him silently, watching him search from one side of the forest to the other, at a loss but found nothing.

Sometimes, Xing Yu feels that it is difficult for one person to achieve success, but it is easy to destroy it.

Even Shen Chichuan, the man who was infinitely powerful in his heart, the man who dreamed of killing in the Central Plains martial arts, was destroyed so easily.

He finally couldn't help it, and knelt heavily: "Master, Mr. Yan has already gone."

"Hahahahaha..." Shen Chichuan looked up to the sky and laughed, some hot tears leaked from his eyes, rolling down his face. Shen Chichuan had a beautiful appearance, but it was too gloomy on weekdays His lack of human touch made people always ignore his magnificent face, but at this moment, the tearful look in his eyes really made him feel for the first time what is desolate beauty.

"I don't believe it, I haven't seen his body, I don't believe anything!"

Shen Chichuan roared, looking at Xing Yu with a hint of madness in his eyes, Xing Yu was startled when he saw it, and smiled wryly: Is this still Shen Chichuan?The decisive, ruthless Shen Chichuan?

Yan Shijun, you are really capable.

Shen Chichuan got up slowly, the top of his waist was torn, and the blood had soaked through the white gauze that was wrapped.

Xing Yu persuaded: "Master, go back."

Shen Chichuan seemed to have never heard of it.

Xing Yu repeated again: "Master, go back."

Shen Chichuan didn't respond, his heart was on the scorched land in front of him.

Xing Yu approached slowly and wanted to make a direct knife, but Shen Chichuan turned around to block him, and said coldly, "Do you think I can count on this seat this time?"

Xing Yu's complexion did not change, and he replied lightly: "Yes."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Chichuan's pupils shrank, and a small silver needle was stuck on the back of his neck, which was the enchanting needle that every dark guard would have prepared.

It is true that Shen Chichuan is stupid at any time when it comes to matters related to Yan Shijun.He couldn't even dodge the most basic ecstasy needle, the most trivial ecstasy needle in the eyes of the dark guard.

[The author has something to say: Qingmei, see Chapter 39 for details, one of the girls who put makeup on Yan Shijun]