After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

"Okay."

After seeing Chu Yan being dragged down, the two people who were entangled together on the couch separated in an instant, with a hint of disgust rising in their eyes.

Obviously, there was still an ambiguous and weird smell of fishy smell in the air, but the dryness and heat that had been in harmony just now dissipated completely in an instant.

Feng Changxing quickly got up from Fu Shiyu's body, without any sign of nostalgia, fastened his dragon robe again, and even expressed conflict and disgust could be seen on his face.

The expression of 'Fu Shiyu' lying on the couch was also very ugly, but considering Feng Changxing's identity, he forced a smile and said: "Your Majesty promised me, don't forget."

"Yes." Feng Changxing gave him a gloomy look, "There is still a vacancy for the Deputy Envoy of the General Administration, and I have already explained it."

'Fu Shiyu' eyes lit up, he knelt down on the ground after fastening his clothes, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Feng Changxing glanced at him coldly, said nothing more, and walked out of the resplendent Dragon Palace with his hands behind his back.

Seeing people leave, the kneeling 'Fu Shiyu' also got up and followed outside, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, his face changed slightly, and he went to a place in the back garden and began to vomit wildly.

He forcefully vomited some red blood from his stomach, and then he knelt powerlessly on the ground, his dark eyes reflecting the cold moonlight, as if exuding a ghostly aura.

Chu Yan stood opposite him, condescendingly looking down at this face that was about to turn into a nightmare. The truth that he was stripped by Feng Changxing in his previous life washed away his reason, so he didn't notice them who were not obvious but should be aware All kinds of differences.

Now he doesn't need to care about whether Fu Shiyu lied to him, or whether Fu Shiyu loves him or not, and stands in the position of a bystander with an extremely sober attitude, and everything is invisible in his eyes.

And the person who was exactly the same as Fu Shiyu in the previous life has become a fake with no similarities at this moment.

First of all, the most obvious and the easiest place to show flaws is Fu Shiyu's eyes.

No matter how much a person pretends to look like, his eyes can't deceive him.

Although he can't guarantee to recognize everyone, but Fu Shiyu's him can definitely recognize them.

This person's eyes are too unrestrained, promiscuous, deliberately disguised, and for a person like Fu Shiyu, the word "reason" seems to be embedded in his forehead all the time, no matter how emotional his face is. They will hide a trace of clarity and restrain their behavior.

Unshakable and proud, rugged and independent, this is what Fu Shiyu should look like.

Chu Yan looked complicated, looking at Huan Huan's face that was so pale that he took off the human skin mask.

A person's bottom line is the boundary between good and bad. Fu Shiyu will always hover on the edge of good. He has his own persistence, so he has never crossed the boundary. Shen Yanting's boundary has been wiped clean by himself. In his world, there is no Good or bad, only use, betrayal, calculation, conspiracy and all the dirty and ugly darkness.

This may be the biggest difference between the two.

Even if he didn't need to look, Chu Yan actually guessed who this person was, but he was curious about how Shen Yanting hooked up with the prince in his previous life.

But now he can't allow him to think too much, because all the scenes around him have disappeared, and there is a deafening sound of Xingmu knocking on the table in the distance, and as soon as the sound falls, it is like a curtain that has been pulled back , Chu Yan's eyes were sore from the dazzling white light, and it was so white that he couldn't see anything clearly.

He closed his eyes for a while, and then opened his eyes again to realize that this was Caishikou where the execution was carried out. The rattling prison van was parked at the execution ground, and more than 100 prisoners with wooden shackles were put on the execution platform.

As his younger sister, Chu Dongge's crime was naturally the most important. She knelt alone in the front, while the shirtless executioner was sharpening the execution knife beside her.

No matter how strong she was, a little girl would inevitably feel terrified when she saw this scene. She bit her chapped lower lip tightly, her pupils seemed to be overwhelmed by the attacking fear.

The beheading officer sitting behind the case stood up, threw the beheading token, and shouted loudly: "It's noon, execution!"

There was a lot of wailing on the execution platform, some crying, some cursing, all the voices of despair and anger seemed to be resounding in the sky, and the red eyes were full of resentment, wishing to take Chu Yan up and swallow him alive, and suffer for them This beheading,

Only Chu Dongge's eyes were vacillating, erratic, and he kept mumbling something.

——Brother Shiyu.

After Chu Yan saw the shape of her mouth clearly, the weirdness in her heart became more and more intense.

Why did she insist on finding Fu Shiyu at the moment of her death.

After a few breaths, a loud commotion solved Chu Yan's confusion.

He looked around, his elongated eyes passing through the crowds of people, passing through the scorching sun at noon, as if he had been fixed on the figure who was holding a long wooden barn with red tassels in his hand, wearing silver armor, and riding a horse.

So dazzling.

As if standing in the abyss of a long night, a beam of flashing white light that cannot be ignored is projected from the sky at this time.

All eyes fell on him at the same time, and Chu Yan recognized that this man was still wearing the white shirt that he wore in the snow that day. He stood where he was, letting Fu Shiyu pass by on a horse, his face seemed to be distorted. Touched the tip of the man's hair blowing in the wind.

Chang Mucang waved a cold arc in the crowd, and the people standing in front of the horses stepped aside to avoid each other. Fu Shiyu's gorgeous face was extremely firm at the moment, and the depths of his eyes were like divine light, shining like A bright pearl.

Seeing that someone was causing trouble, the supervisor hurriedly came out from behind the case, and shouted sharply, "Who is here!"

Seeing the jailer standing next to him stunned, he yelled angrily: "It's the wrong way! Hurry up and take down this troublemaker!"

The jailors reacted and surrounded Fu Shiyu from all directions in an instant, and saw the small figure dancing with the wooden warehouse in the sea of ​​people like a boat in the waves, which was gradually being submerged by the rolled up waves, Chu Yan But like a judge who was isolated off the stage, he was clearly in the scene, but he could only be fixed on the bench under his buttocks, and he could only vent his despair and anger helplessly.

Painful emotions came overwhelmingly, and Chu Yan roared and rushed forward, trying to block the man whose armor was scratched and who was about to be overwhelmed by swords and swords.

He stared at the figure of Fu Shiyu who had fallen from the horse, ruthlessly pulled his skirt, and cursed at this calm face: "Fu Shiyu! You are fucking crazy!"

"Heavily guarded, you dare to rob the court! You idiot! Get out!"

"Get out! Don't move him! Get out! I'll let you get out!"

Chu Yan rushed forward in grief and watched helplessly as the swords dropped by those people slashed at him, and finally all fell on Fu Shiyu's body.

His mind was in a mess, and he couldn't understand why this person was restrained in everything, considered retreating, why he was uncharacteristically impulsive and reckless, and even made such a decision that was out of his mind, like a moth that threw himself into the flames without hesitation, letting the ruthless flames The wings were ablated, and the thick smoke engulfed its body, carrying a wave of determination to abandon everything.

Fu Shiyu had no cultivation base, how could he be against him, maybe he never thought of fighting with these jailers, Chang Mucang fell heavily to the ground because of the weakness of his wrist, someone kicked him in the hollow of his knee, he was clumsy and embarrassed fell on the scaffold.

The iron helmet rolled to the ground, and the long black hair like a waterfall slid out like flowing water. Fu Shiyu's face was hidden in the hair, and he was so thin that he was no bigger than a palm.

Chu Yan knelt on the ground, tried hard to hold his face with his palms again and again, his voice was choked with smoke, "Fu Shiyu, talk! Why did you come to die!"

"You madman, you must be out to get revenge on me, right?"

Fu Shiyu couldn't hear his voice, his pupils clearly reflected the scorching sun and cold light above his head, he was like an ant trampled by everyone, and he was about to face countless bloody tortures.

"Brother Shi Yu!" Chu Dongge was also shouting, she wanted to crawl over, but the executioner behind her firmly pressed Chu Dongge's weak body to the ground, not allowing her to move at all.

The people down there were talking about this sudden change, they didn't know who this person was, they thought it was someone who robbed the court, but seeing how weak this person looked, it didn't seem like it.

As everyone's doubts became more and more intense, there was a sound of trampling horseshoes in the distance. Chu Yan, who was roaring, seemed to have noticed something. He raised his eyes and saw a group of people dressed in black and masked in the distance. Leaping onto the platform lightly.

Chu Yan looked at the group of people in shock, and then looked down at Fu Shiyu who was lying on the execution platform.

His hair is disheveled, his white shirt is full of dirty blood stains, his beautiful peach blossom eyes are shining brightly, and there is a strategizing smile inside, such a disheveled man seems to be above ten thousand people at this moment. Everyone turned into black and white pawns on his fingertips.

Chu Yan's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking that he was the one who was wrong.

This person will definitely give himself a way out...

definitely will.

In order to convince himself, Chu Yan repeated it in his heart.

Just as the thought flashed halfway through my mind, a thick roar resounded from the ground.

"Fire arrows!"

It turned out that the supervisor saw that the momentum was not right, so he immediately raised his hand to let the imperial guards hiding in the dark release their arrows.

The rain of arrows seemed to have spread a large net, covering the execution ground without any gaps. The people around were panicked and started running around with their heads in their arms.

"Brother Shiyu!" A shrill cry interrupted Chu Yan's train of thought, he lowered his head subconsciously, and saw that Fu Shiyu had disappeared beneath him.

An indescribable uneasiness clenched his heart, Chu Yan's neck was stiff as if frozen by ice and snow, he turned his head slowly and fearfully.

The executioner holding the knife hid aside, and a white figure was kneeling in the middle of the platform.

No...it can no longer be called white.

The spotless white shirt was dyed blood red, and the man knelt on Chu Dongge's body. Although his figure was so weak, he firmly blocked the arrows that filled the sky.

Chu Yan looked at the densely packed feather arrows on his back, and his heart seemed to have been pierced by thousands of arrows. The pain was so great that he just wanted to dig out the flesh with his nails, and hold the beating heart in his palm, bit by bit. Crushed and swallowed into the stomach, maybe this can be compared with his current pain.

He sneered, then laughed, and finally turned into a wild and crazy laugh.

"I didn't expect that!" Chu Yan smiled like no one else, heart-piercingly, heartbreakingly, sour tears slipped from the corners of his eyes, he still smiled foolishly.

"It turns out that you are also a pawn in the end."

In this game of chess, there are no chess players, because the chess player has also become the most critical move.

Chu Yan was not mistaken, this man really came with the determination to die.

The blood from Fu Shiyu's mouth sprayed on Chu Dongge's hair. He seemed very tired, and he gasped with difficulty every time he said a word.

"Girl."

Chu Dongge wanted to turn around, but Fu Shiyu stopped him and said, "Don't look."

"I'm afraid you will have nightmares."

"Brother Shi Yu... Didn't you just come to help Yingying collect her body?" Chu Dongge sobbed, she had already guessed something, and cried, "You shouldn't save Yingying, Yingying is a woman, life and death are the most important thing." It's insignificant."

Fu Shiyu chuckled, pretending to be angry and said, "Who said that?"

"Yingying should be saved."

When he saw the man in black walking over, his pale lips were slightly drawn, and he pointed behind Chu Dongge's ear, and joked: "You girl, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are so thin, you must look good in your wedding dress in the future. "

Chu Dongge didn't speak, or she was choked up and couldn't speak. She buried her head and couldn't cry. Seeing a pair of black boots in front of her, Chu Dongge raised her head in a daze, and met the black boots exposed from the mask. A pair of quiet eyes.

Fu Shiyu seemed to have completed his final mission, turned over and fell to the ground, looked at the man in black with a smile, and said, "Take her away."

"Don't go back to the capital again."

The man in black cut off the wooden shackle on Chu Dongge's body without saying a word.

As soon as he was free, just as Chu Dongge wanted to turn around, the man in black covered his eyes with his hands, and then was beaten to the ground unconscious.

The man in black looked at Fu Shiyu, whose eyes were slightly closed on the ground, and said with a complicated expression, "Thank you."

"... I should thank you." Fu Shiyu's mouth overflowed with glaring blood, but he had no strength left to wipe it away, and he couldn't even hold back his usual smile.

Seeing the man in black hugging Chu Dongge, crossing the battlefield where there was a mass of fights, and swiftly flying up to the eaves, leaving the guards lying in ambush far behind him, Fu Shiyu seemed relieved. He closed his eyes guiltily.

But his heart felt as if he was suddenly pricked by a needle. Although it didn't hurt, it still made Fu Shiyu shut his eyes and pause for a while.

It was also this breath, although short, it just looked into the eyes of the bloody head hanging on the city wall.

Maybe it was God's will in the dark, until he stopped breathing, there was always a gap in his eyes, and he couldn't close them again.

Chu Yan with empty eyes turned into a phantom, and was blown back by the cold wind to the snow field that he left in his previous life.

"Fu Shiyu! Wait for me outside the city gate tonight!"

Fu Shiyu, who was almost melted into one body by the wind and snow, looked lonely and desolate. Hearing this, he smiled lightly, then opened his mouth, and murmured along with the white mist.

"...but I'm leaving, my lord."

After this encounter, it has come all the way, separated by mountains and rivers, everyone is safe and sound.

You are the karma that I have reserved for half my life and cannot escape, so...

——Chu Xianxing, let's not see each other again.

Fu Shiyu looked at the curtain above his head, and lingered what he had said at that time again.

"Sure enough, retribution."

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