After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

"Just relying on these people?" Jin Lan sneered disdainfully behind her back, "Wait for the uncle to kill you all!"

"You kid is crazy!" Chongyang hurriedly grabbed him, "These are all common people."

"What's wrong with the people!" Jin Lan withdrew her hand, walked up to Chu Yan, and said quietly, "Do you really want to care about the lives and deaths of these people?"

Seeing Feng Changxing on the opposite side staring at her gloomyly, Jin Lan turned her back to him, and reminded Chu Yan in a low voice: "Fu Shiyu is still waiting for you."

Chu Yan's face was gloomy, and the palm holding the hilt of the sword trembled slightly. After waiting for a long time, he raised his head again, and the struggle in the depths of his eyes disappeared with a wave, replaced by a fierce killing intent that was too thick to dispel.

He has to get out.

Even if you are charged with eternal crimes.

Feng Hanxiao, who was standing close, noticed his emotional disturbance, and felt a little worried.

And Feng Changxing, who had been staring at him closely, also noticed Chu Yan's strangeness, put the flute again by his mouth, and took a few steps forward, using sound to control the Gu, dominating the people standing in the front row, towards Chu Yan. Yan slowly approached.

Chu Yan stared at them with heavy eyes, but there was no movement at all, and he just stood there expressionless.

Jin Lan next to him couldn't bear it anymore, so he directly raised the long wooden warehouse and swung it at the woman walking in the front.

Chu Yan's eyes moved slightly. When he saw the common people facing the blade, he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart for a moment. It didn't look like relief, nor did it look like resistance.

He has never experienced too many emotions in the world since he was a child. He grew up with only the cold palace and the duplicitous Mrs. Wang. He experienced intrigues and deceptions prematurely, which made him cold-hearted, merciless, and treat human life as nothing. Later, I met Fu Shiyu.

In his previous life, he really hated this person. He was obviously not inferior to anyone in terms of intelligence and strategy, but he voluntarily turned his emotions into shackles and carried those useless burdens.

For him, this kind of redundant emotion is the most annoying thing in the world.

Something caught his thigh suddenly. Chu Yan lowered his head and saw that it was a child who was only as tall as his knee.

He was small, walking in the crowd, and was not noticed by Feng Changxing, but he must have also been shot in the red, and his eyes that should have been full of hope were now empty and dull.

Seeing that Jin Lan was about to chop off the woman's head, Feng Changxing was overjoyed, and the sound of the flute stopped for a while. Suddenly, it was deflected a few inches by the flying sword blade, and moved away from the top of the woman's head in a thrilling manner.

"You!" Jin Lan's tiger's mouth was a little numb from the strong internal force, he turned his head in disbelief, and roared: "What do you mean? Can't you see that I am helping you?!"

Looking at the changes in front of him, Feng Changxing narrowed his eyes, not knowing what went wrong.

But Chu Yan, who was standing in the center of the storm, remained silent, looking down at the child beside his legs, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

He did think emotion was the most useless thing in the past, but that was only in the past.

Fu Shiyu was no longer annoying to him, and he even cherished him like his life.

Even if he still has no hope for this kind of relationship between people, at least he can make some insignificant changes, so that the final ending between him and Fu Shiyu may be better than in the previous life.

For this, he is willing to try this kind of weak and heavy psychological burden. Although he can't become a hero praised by the world like his father, he can at least have emotions and desires and be an ordinary person.

"...can be a human being, but never a beast."

Chu Yan looked at Jin Lan with a cold expression, and repeated the words Fu Shiyu told him back then.

Jin Lan was taken aback for a moment, but after realizing it, she frowned in confusion.

He has little experience and cannot fully understand the meaning of this sentence.

After Feng Changxing heard this, his face was also stunned, and after he stayed on Chu Yan's face with probing eyes for a moment, he couldn't help laughing sarcastically.

"You're pretending to be a good person now." He seemed to lose his patience suddenly, and said coldly, "If that's the case, then you will have no regrets if you die at the hands of these common people."

The gentle sound of the flute suddenly became sharp, and the people who were slowly approaching also became restless, with violent and greedy desires in their eyes.

Chu Yan still stood opposite them without changing his face, and said calmly: "Rather than worrying about me, it's better to worry about yourself."

As soon as the words fell, a few weak whistles sounded from the corner, Feng Changxing paused the flute sound, and looked at Sijin lying in the corner, his lips and teeth trembling, blowing out a few incoherent tones.

"Ma'am..." Si Jin, who was often unconscious, now had bright eyes, and murmured with nostalgia on his face, "This is the Jiangnan ditty Madam sang to lull you to sleep."

Without thinking carefully, Chu Yan guessed who the wife and son she was talking about were.

original……

There is still such a secret hidden in this song.

The two different voices obviously made the red feet in the people's bodies start to be confused. The steps under their feet moved forward for a while, and retreated for a while. Shoot, his eyes sank, and he was just about to make amends, but was caught by Chu Yan, who had been waiting for an opportunity, picked up the broken arrow on the ground and threw it out. Before Feng Changxing had time to react, the flute in his hand broke. It became two pieces.

"Now!" Chongyang roared in a deep voice, "Get out!"

Jin Lan, who thought she was going to fight back, asked in disbelief after hearing this, "You said we should withdraw now?"

No one responded.

Chu Yan and Feng Hanxiao had already taken the lead, stepping on the shoulders of those common people, and leaped up to the vermilion eaves, while Chongyang also waved at the escaped ghost cavalry, pushed away the common people blocking in front of him, and scooped up the ashes on the ground. Jin, it's a rare compliment, "You bad bitch, you've done a good deed."

Sijin returned to her usual crazy appearance, hooking Chongyang's neck, dishonestly licking his protruding Adam's apple.

Chongyang didn't care about her now, and quickly caught up with the back of Chu Yan and the others leaving.

Seeing that they were all gone, Jin Lan wanted to fight Feng Changxing to the death, but she could only raise her head aggrievedly, and yelled aggrievedly at the ghost cavalrymen holding the archers on the eaves and retreated.

After Feng Changxing was briefly absent-minded, he immediately woke up.

"Hurry up and chase!" He looked at the archers with a gloomy expression, and said in a cold voice: "If these rebellious officials and thieves escape tonight, you will not even think about surviving."

After saying that, Feng Changxing took out the flag flower from his sleeve and launched it towards the sky.

Hada, who was guarding the palace gate, saw the signal that exploded not far away, stood up from the ground in a hurry, and said vigilantly: "Block me up, don't let me release a single fly tonight!" Walk!"

"Yes!"

Chu Yan looked at the Xiongnu standing on the palace wall in the distance, and the archers chasing after him, his expression gradually became serious. It seemed that there was a tough battle to be fought tonight.

"Your Majesty." Chongyang carried Sijin on his shoulders, and said out of breath, "I and Jin Lan will hold them back later, and you and Third Highness take the opportunity to escape."

Feng Hanxiao frowned, "Then you are not..."

Chongyang waved his hand, "Don't worry, Third Highness, we have a way to escape."

He was just about to throw Sijin to Chu Yan, but when he caught a glimpse of his cannibalistic cold face, he handed her over to Feng Hanxiao, and said solemnly: "This ugly bitch is my future!" Bastard, please ask the Third Highness to take care of it for one night."

Feng Hanxiao looked embarrassed, looking at Sijin in Chongyang's arms, twisted like a smoldering snake demon, it didn't matter if he picked it up, or didn't pick it up.

But now at a critical juncture, how can I take care of these things, Chongyang directly and forcefully stuffed Sijin into his arms, "Please, don't bother to take care of it, just find a place to lock it up."

After speaking, he saw Jin Lan following him, so he turned around and hooked his neck, and whispered a few words.

Jin Lan looked over with an ugly expression, and when he met Chu Yan's expressionless eyes, he curled his lips in disdain and made a funny face at him.

Chu Yan automatically regarded him as air, and began to plan how to get out of the heavily surrounded palace gate.

Fu Shiyu dressed up in disguise and swaggered around the streets and alleys of the capital, hiding his tracks while listening to news from the palace.

But to his disappointment, the bustling teahouse on weekdays is very deserted today, with a few guests sitting sporadically under the stage, the storyteller repeating nonsense jokes, and the number of people on the street is much less, walking in a hurry. He was busy, and the occasional conversations sounded very weird. The current capital gave him the feeling that he was living in the illustrations in the books. Everything was deliberately disguised as a grand occasion, and there was an indescribable rigidity.

Fu Shiyu didn't know why, in just a few days, this bustling capital seemed to have changed.

But what he can be sure of now is that something must have happened to Chu Yan.

Even the capital city looks so bad, so the current situation in the palace...

He suddenly didn't dare to think about it.

Fu Shiyu sneaked into the Guangling Prince's Mansion. There was a seal on the usually solemn gate, and the people inside must have been caught and fled. There was no one left.

He was about to leave when someone tapped him on the shoulder.

Fu Shiyu's eyes turned cold, and the dagger in his sleeve slipped quietly into his palm.

The moment he turned around, the blade that was shining with cold light also slashed back.

The face of the person behind him changed suddenly in fright, and he quickly took a step back, narrowly avoiding the sharp knife that almost cut his cheek, and said in fear: "Doctor Fu, it's me!"

Fu Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, and he looked up.

"You don't remember me?" Ying Zhu stood opposite him blushingly, "I haven't apologized to you for what happened before."

Seeing that it was him, Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, "You're welcome."

"Why are you here?"

Ying Zhu, who was a little embarrassed at first, became serious when he remembered the business, and said solemnly: "The prince has an accident."

"There was a secret report from an informant in the palace that the prince was imprisoned, life and death are at stake, so I am going to lead my troops into the palace and rescue the prince."

Speaking of the answer here, I scratched my head, and said with some distress: "But you also know that I am impulsive. Take a look at the Guangling Palace to see if you can be found."

"But I don't know if you have also been caught in the prison, so I have been guarding the palace overnight for the past few days. If I can't wait for you today, I will lead my troops to rob the prison. I just wanted to leave, but I saw a figure and You are a bit similar, come and have a look, it really is Doctor Fu!"

Fu Shiyu was full of thoughts, and sighed: "Fortunately, you didn't enter the palace."

"I'm afraid the prince is waiting in the palace, waiting for someone to save the prince."

"What did Doctor Fu say?" Ying Yi was anxious.

In the past, he would have broken into the palace long ago, but the prince wrote in a letter before that if something happened to him, he must not act rashly. If he saw Fu Shiyu, he would follow his decision.

Fu Shiyu thought for a while, "Take me back to the barracks first."

Ying Zhu responded with a good voice, "It's not too late, Dr. Fu hurry up and follow me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked into the hidden alley.

Fu Shiyu looked around and followed after seeing that no one was paying attention.

As soon as he walked into the alley, he suddenly sensed a hint of danger. Just as he was about to call out to the front, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then a pungent and unpleasant breath entered his nose, followed by the darkness that instantly eroded his brain. Fu Shiyu Limbs fell limply.

He didn't hear footsteps coming from behind, Ying Zhu felt strange, turned his head, and when he saw that there was no one in the long empty alley behind him, he couldn't help feeling a little dazed in his eyes.

After a while, he came to his senses, vaguely guessed something, suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself heavily.

"Fucking idiot!"