After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Just after Chu Yan finished discussing with Feng Hanxiao and the others, there was the sound of heavy objects hitting outside the door. It was obvious that Feng Changxing didn't intend to spend any more time with them.

"Go?" Chongyang asked tentatively from the side.

Chu Yan glanced stupidly, looked at the delirious Sijin, and said lightly, "Do as I just said."

Chongyang nodded, and whispered a few words to Sijin's face.Sijin didn't hear it, she blinked her eyes twice blankly, wanting to hook the back of his neck dishonestly, Chongyang's expression changed slightly, she grabbed her wrist, and whispered something again, in Sijin's chaotic pupils, A strange light suddenly appeared, and he nodded heavily immediately.

After Tong Sijin explained, Chongyang turned around and looked at the ghost cavalry standing behind him, glanced at them, and said in a deep voice: "Go out and grab the weapons first, save some energy, don't reveal your true skills."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, the heavy gate was knocked open by a wooden stake, and a dozen ghost cavalry jumped on the ground. In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the group of guards. Before they could react, several guards standing in the front were dead. Killed.

The ghost cavalry in the prison also came out. Unlike when they were caught in the prison, they no longer concealed the bloody aura on their bodies, but they were just doing ordinary moves, but the guards were forced by their domineering aura. Qi retreat.

Feng Hanxiao's eyes were deep, and he looked at those unusually tall soldiers in a daze, and said quietly: "Are they from Daqing?"

Chu Yan hummed lightly.

The origin of the ghost cavalry is too unbelievable, the less people know about it, the better.

"Next!" Chongyang kicked away the guards standing in front of him, and threw two long swords at them.

Feng Hanxiao, who was originally curious about the ghost cavalry, quickly calmed down, reached out to hold the long sword in his arms, and began to join in the melee.

Feng Changxing was only a few steps away from them, and more than twenty guards protected him into a safe circle.

He looked at the black figure in the center of the storm with deep eyes, as usual, calm and composed, no panic could be seen on Chu Yan's face.

Feng Changxing sneered inwardly, signaling to the archers on the roof to start releasing a second wave of arrow rain.

He wants to see how long this person can last tonight.

While dealing with the weapons in front of them, they also had to deal with the oncoming arrows. Sure enough, those ghost cavalrymen were much more embarrassed than before, but within two or three breaths, they were more or less injured.

When Feng Changxing saw Chu Yan's gaze just looking over, he raised the corners of his mouth and made a silent mouth gesture.

——wait for death.

I don't know if he was irritated, Chu Yan's face turned cold, his eyes became sharper, he kicked away the two soldiers in front of him, and holding the long sword, he swept towards the direction where Feng Changxing was standing like a gust of wind .

Seeing him rushing towards him with a murderous look, Feng Changxing didn't move in place, a faint joy rose in his eyes, and his hands hanging in his sleeves were involuntarily clenched.

And the archers on the roof also raised their bows and arrows again, ready to shoot the third wave of arrows, but this time, the icy arrow tips were directed at the... figure that was rapidly approaching Feng Changxing.

The smile in Feng Changxing's eyes got deeper and deeper. Seeing that Chu Yan was approaching him, he raised his hand. Just as he was about to let someone shoot an arrow, Chu Yan, who was walking quickly, stopped suddenly.

The archer didn't expect him to stop suddenly, and looked at each other, not daring to loosen the taut string.

Unexpectedly, the tragic scene where Chu Yan was hit by thousands of arrows, Feng Changxing also sensed that something was wrong, and his heart gradually calmed down.

Looking up, I happened to catch a glimpse of the sneer flashing in Chu Yan's eyes, as if with disdainful malice.

Feng Changxing turned his face sideways, and saw that the guard behind him had been replaced by a handsome woman. Her clothes were disheveled, and the only almond eyes that could be called brilliant were dim. Under the cold and calm surface, there was actually a faint Killing intent, while holding a sharpened gravel in his palm, it was gently pressing against the artery of Feng Changxing's side carotid.

"You..." Feng Changxing's pupils opened slightly, and he said in surprise, "You are not from Shen Yanting!"

Chu Yan tightened his eyes from the shock on his face and heaved a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, I guessed well.

The reason why Si Jin entered the prison so easily was that Feng Changxing mistakenly thought that Si Jin was still Shen Yanting's maid.

He didn't know about Shen Yanting's disappearance. When he saw Si Jin coming here, it was probably sent by Shen Yanting, so he let down his guard against Si Jin. And from the very beginning, he couldn't figure it out. Now Si Jin only knows how to be happy. He has already lost his sanity and sanity, so how can he change the jailer's armor? Now that he thinks about it, everything is Feng Changxing's arrangement.

It stands to reason that Feng Changxing should have been suspicious, but Si Jin was so stupid that he nodded at everything he asked. He thought that Si Jin's purpose was to make an eyeliner that fits inside and outside, and there was also that familiar fragrance, He naturally dispelled his doubts about Sijin.

By mistake, Si Jin became Chu Yan's stepping stone now.

The only thing I don't understand is what is the function of this strange fragrance.

At first he thought that this strange fragrance could control Hong Baijiao, but now he doesn't feel right.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that this strange fragrance comes from Shen Yanting, because the reason why he approached just now was to make sure whether Feng Changxing had it.

Chu Yan's gaze was fixed on the sachet hanging on his waist, and when he couldn't find the answer, he suddenly heard a few melodious tunes from Sijin's mouth.

The eyes of the guards who were fighting with the ghost cavalry were dull, and the red feet that inhabited their minds seemed to have calmed down for a while, and even the swords they held in their hands fell to the ground.

Chu Yan caught a glimpse of the nervousness in Feng Changxing's eyes, and suddenly understood in his heart.

It turns out that the incense can control Gu, it's just a cover, the real use of this strange fragrance is to prevent the red white feet from getting into their ears, and the real control of the red white feet should be the temperament.

So Si Jin has been safe and sound, and has not been eroded by Hong Baijiao's brain.

In order to prevent others from guessing that the strange fragrance came from him, Shen Yanting has been taking medicine to hide his smell all these years.

Feng Changxing looked gloomy and stared at them without saying a word. After a long time, he laughed at himself twice.

"I didn't expect that." When he was speaking, his eyes fell on Chu Yan's face motionlessly, and he said sarcastically, "You're pretty good at calculating."

"But...it's a pity." Feng Changxing changed the subject abruptly, and said coldly, "It was me you met."

As soon as the words fell, Si Jin suddenly fell to the ground with a painful expression, and the stone in his hand rolled from the palm of his hand to the ground.

Chu Yan's eyes sank slightly, and he caught a glimpse of Sijin's shoulder being hit by a hidden arrow. He looked up again, and saw that the archers were not affected by Sijin, and their eyes were still clear.

No, it's not like Sijin was not unaffected.

It was because they missed Hong Baijiao from the very beginning, because he mistakenly thought that everyone in the palace was controlled by Hong Baijiao.

"Do you think that since the last incident, I will not leave myself behind?"

Feng Changxing laughed loudly, with strong sarcasm towards Chu Yan in his eyes, "Do you think you can hold me hostage so easily like the Taifu did last time? You are really stupid!"

"These archers were secretly raised by Grand Master Liu in his mansion when the court was in turmoil. Later, when I had an accident, he and I were like grasshoppers on the same rope. He couldn't escape even if I died, so I brought Wu Princess Ersa, go to meet Hada, and then discuss how to rescue me from prison."

As he was talking, Feng Changxing's dark eyes rolled evilly, and he said with some malicious intentions: "By the way, speaking of Master Liu, I have to thank one more person."

He looked at Chu Yan, who was looking cloudy and uncertain, and said with a smile: "I think you can guess this person, he is my good and scheming master."

"If he hadn't recommended Grand Master Liu to me, I'm afraid I would have been decapitated by now. I still remember that he said that emperors are ruthless and gentlemen are indifferent. If you want to form an alliance, you should rely on mutual interests, not..."

Feng Changxing pointed to his chest and mocked, "It depends on people's hearts."

"Sure enough, he was right in the end. The only thing that can be maintained in life is the word benefit."

Hearing this, Chu Yan finally couldn't help but sneered.

He turned his face away, facing the vermilion eaves submerged in darkness in the distance, and said calmly: "You will shirk responsibility."

"But you thank Fu Shiyu, I want to thank you."

Chu Yan turned his head, and met his gradually cold gaze without evading or hiding, and a smile line briefly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's easy to win Jiangshan, but it's even more difficult to win Fu Shiyu."

At least Jiangshan has hope, but Fu Shiyu doesn't even give him hope.

Although the two of them, in the eyes of outsiders, are already very close.

Hearing this, Feng Changxing didn't know if he had been poked into a sore foot. He couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted with a gloomy expression, "Fire the arrow!"

"Let you go, you bastard!"

A high-pitched and arrogant voice came from the depths of the darkness, and then those archers were pressed on the roof by a group of Xuanjia soldiers who suddenly rushed out.

The familiar dark red figure jumped down, holding a long wooden warehouse with red tassels in his hand, and looked at Chongyang who was standing there, "Hurry up, grandpa is here to save you!"

Chongyang came to his senses, knew that he was being taken advantage of, and immediately yelled ferociously: "You're courting death!"

Seeing those archers being subdued, Feng Changxing was stunned for a moment, but when he caught sight of those soldiers who were much taller and stronger than Daqing, he suddenly pulled out a smiling face that looked a bit creepy.

"It looks like it's all here."

"What's all here?" Jin Lan walked up to Chongyang, looking at the muttering prince with some puzzlement in her eyes.

Compared with his doubts, Chu Yan suddenly felt a strong uneasiness in his heart.

The next moment, Feng Changxing took out a flute from his pocket and put it to his mouth, and then a strange music sounded in the dead of night.

"Something's wrong." Feng Hanxiao stepped forward and whispered, "Let's leave first."

Chu Yan hummed, then turned to look at Chongyang and Jin Lan standing beside him, "Let's go!"

"Want to go?" Feng Changxing put down his flute, and the smile on his face became even bigger, "Can you see if you can go out now?"

After finishing speaking, there was a dense but orderly sound of footsteps coming from outside.

Feng Hanxiao raised his eyes and looked out, and a mighty figure came to the outside of the prison, the number of people was so large that he couldn't see the end at a glance.

What frightened him the most was that the clothes of these people, rich or poor, were all ordinary people in the capital.

It's just that their eyes are empty, just like the soldiers whose brains were eroded by the red white feet before, their expressions are in a trance, like puppets manipulated by strings.

Realizing something, Feng Hanxiao raised his head abruptly, and asked in a cold voice: "When did you become like this, using common people as sharp blades and shields in front of you! Such a wolf and ambition, how can you be worthy of being the future king of Daqing?" !"

"Whether you deserve to sit or not is not up to you." Feng Changxing smiled lightly, "Not only do I want to sit, but I also want you who look down on me to witness with my own eyes that I ascended the throne of Daqing."

"And all the people who were sorry to me and my mother back then will be made into pigs and see how Daqing was destroyed by me step by step."

Hearing this, Feng Hanxiao stared in disbelief, and said, "Father...you treat Father..."

"Don't worry, he's still fine." Feng Changxing smiled gently, and said, "I will first find all the heirs under his knees, and then arrange for them to stay by my father's side. A piece of filial piety."

The words sound nice, but the hidden meaning can't help but make one's hair stand on end.

Chongyang and Jin Lan looked at Feng Changxing with a crazy expression, and felt a little bit trembling in their hearts, feeling that this person had begun to become abnormal.