Dressed as the hero Bai Yueguang, I defeated the villain

But within a few months, Yan Shijun came back here again.At first glance, Luoxiao Palace seemed to be the same as before, cold and cold, faintly exuding extreme suppressed rage and bloodthirsty.Even the air here seems to be a bit colder than other places, wrapped around the body, even the thick fox fur fur can't stop the biting chill.

In front of the main entrance, there was still the usual black practice clothes at first glance. Those indifferent warriors stood on both sides, welcoming the return of the leader. They only recognized the person who could sit on the top floor of the meeting hall, and they had no idea who this person was. don't care.

Just a bunch of cold-blooded monsters.

Heh, Yan Shijun sneered in his heart, this Luoxiao Palace was originally a cage for monsters, and those who lived here were nothing but monsters.

A hemp rope hangs down from the main entrance of Luoxiao Palace, hanging casually in the corner, it's hard to see unless you look carefully.This hemp rope seems to have been here for a long time, after being ravaged by wind, rain and sun, it has become extremely rough, and even the color has dimmed a lot.

For some reason, Yan Shijun glanced at that place in a strange way. The other end of the hemp rope was in a circle shape, making it hard not to think of those scenes of hanging people alive in costume dramas.There seemed to be unwashed bloodstains on the bluestone slab directly below the hemp rope, remaining in the gaps.I don't know if it was caused by psychological emotions, but he seemed to see a familiar figure in a trance, hanging there with injuries all over his body. The man's eyes seemed to travel through time, and met Yan Shijun's eyes.

Suddenly, Yan Shijun felt that his chest was out of breath, and he was in a panic of pain. He frowned while clutching his chest, and bowed his waist slightly.

Li Muhe sensed that something was wrong with him, hurriedly helped him up, and said with concern: "Ah Chen, are you alright?"

Yan Shijun politely distanced himself from him, and asked him, "What is this rope for?"

Li Muhe withdrew his hand in embarrassment, a trace of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes: "Someone is disobedient, just give some punishment, it scares Ah Chen."

Before Yan Shijun could speak, Li Muhe directly ordered loudly: "Come here! Didn't you know how to take off the rope and throw it away after knowing that you cleaned up the people? They are all dirty things!"

The warriors were ordered to take off the rope tremblingly.Seeing him like this, Yan Shijun turned his head in disgust and didn't want to answer another word.

Shen Chichuan has been imprisoned in the dungeon, and Yan Shijun has returned to the Palace of Nights. I haven't seen him for a few months, and the place has changed.Different from the empty and simple ones in the past, the current Palace of Never Nights exudes a sense of luxury from top to bottom, and it no longer looks half of what it used to be.

That's right, this is already Li Muhe's bedroom, so naturally it can't be compared with the past.

Li Muhe came in after him, looked at Yan Shijun's paused back, and called out softly: "Ah Chen... Are you not used to the Wuye Palace now, I'll ask someone to change the decoration back."

"Don't bother the leader," Yan Shijun said coldly, "I won't live here."

"Ah Chen, I..."

Li Muhe just watched Yan Shijun walk past him, and walked through the courtyard of the Palace of Nights to the other side, which was the room where the attendants lived.But because Li Muhe was suspicious, even when he slept at night, he was worried that someone would assassinate him, so there was no other person in the Palace of Nights except himself, and the room of the servants was always empty.

Yan Shijun accurately touched the room where he used to live, opened the door and walked in.

Li Muhe's line of sight outside the door was blocked by a door. Yan Shijun took off all his disguise at this time, and he sat down slowly along the wall, staring blankly at the open space in front of him, his eyes had lost any luster .

Slowly, he buried his head in his knees, and a low sob came out.

"Sorry……"

sorry……

Qingmei, Baiqing, the old doctor, and all the people in Nancheng...

sorry……

It was a mistake for him to come into this world, but the punishment was borne by those people for him.

sorry……

He hoped that he was like having a dream, but this dream was too real.When he woke up from the dream, he raised his eyes and saw Shen Chichuan's sleeping face close to him, as if he hadn't woken up yet, lazily hugging him in his arms to catch up on sleep; Holding the broom, I swept out an open space to dry the medicinal materials; there was also the clear and clear sound of Bai Qing reading, and there were a few words that were mispronounced...

This is a dream, right?

It's a dream!

Yan Shijun slapped his head desperately, and he speeded himself up over and over again—this is a dream!This is a dream!This is a dream! !

But why, why can't I wake up...

He collapsed on the ground in despair, looking at everything in front of him, exquisite but lifeless and cold, this is not a small courtyard in Nancheng, this is just a cage without emotion.Yan Shijun's heart was so stuffy that he panicked, and gradually he couldn't breathe. He covered his heart, and his breathing became more and more rapid. Everything in front of him became more and more blurred, more and more blurred...

When he woke up, it was already the second day.

The air was filled with the smell of medicinal herbs, and there was still a trace of bitterness on his lips. He could feel that he should have been given medicine to save him.The unfamiliar curtain that caught his eyes showed that everything that happened to him yesterday was not a dream—Nancheng was destroyed, Shen Chichuan was imprisoned, and he was also imprisoned here.

He got up with difficulty, the table was full of meals, the jade plate was delicious, and the aroma was alluring, but he didn't have any appetite.

It may be that yesterday gave him too much of a blow. Even after a night, his eyes were still blurred, and he almost slipped when he got out of bed.Fortunately, he rested one hand on the bed rail, which managed to stabilize his figure.

Yan Shijun felt as if he touched a soft object, and he didn't know where he touched it. After moving his hand away, he accidentally brought something down.

It is a small book, about the size of a palm, with a few pages of paper hastily sewn together, an extremely simple book that becomes more and more familiar the more you read it.After a few months of memory, the time was finally lifted, and he suddenly remembered that this was a book that he brought out by the way when he was looking for "Cheats on Sexual Love" from the library!

This book records all the information about the Phoenix bloodline in its original form. If he remembers correctly, it records the great efficacy of the Phoenix bloodline - if you get the bloodline, it can not only repair all injuries, but also improve people greatly increased.

And it was precisely because Yan Chen was of the blood of the Phoenix that he would bring this book out!

but……

The corners of his mouth drooped heavily, just because it clearly stated on it - the blood is guided by human aura, blending into the flesh and blood.

In other words, if he gave his blood to others, he would not be able to live.

Yan Shijun threw the book straight out, no matter how much effort he used, the pages floated in the air for a few times without slowing down, and then slowly fell, as if mocking him no matter how much effort he put in. , and finally ended up with an unsatisfactory result.

Yan Shijun smiled wryly: Is the ending between him and Shen Chichuan destined to be like this?