After saving the world, I became a heartthrob

He Chan followed the team into the arena in a dizzy state, obviously not yet sober from the identity of "I'm actually an assassin".

But soon, he had no time to think about anything else, because he couldn't play the piano.

Looking around, the dancers and musicians who entered the arena with him have already found their own positions, and they are sitting, lying, or lying down, but he is still standing stupidly.If he doesn't do anything, He Chan himself won't believe that he is fine.

In order to avoid his own death before he was born, He Chan couldn't control so much, quickly swept his eyes around, and sat on the floor with his sleeves on the guqin.

After he sat down, He Chan obviously felt the aura around him relax, and the cold and narrow eyes that were secretly staring at him also shifted away from him.

It seems that I was right.

He Chan straightened his clothes, feeling a little more at ease.

Next, it's playing the piano.

This is simple.

He Chan glanced at the light golden crystal bead curtain in front of him.

As soon as he entered the door, he found that the place where he was performing was far away from that person, not to mention that there were several white jade carved hollow barriers in between, combined with the incense rising from the room, the faint intoxicating aroma of wine, and the crisp and pleasant woman Fragrant enough to attract a person's full attention.

What's more, He Chan raised his head again to look at the dancer who was in a dancing pose with her back turned to him.

Regardless of gender, this figure, this dancing posture, coupled with several other guqin musicians, it makes no sense that Ji Wuchang would pass him and notice him.

So as long as his posture is in place and his expression is in place, who can say that he is paddling!

He Chan played the piano with an intoxicated face, as if he was really intoxicated by the sound of his own piano and couldn't extricate himself.

until suddenly stopped.

He Chan, who was stunned for half a second, immediately put away his hands like other musicians.

When he was at a loss, a palace eunuch in his thirties came out from behind the beaded curtain in front of him.

This palace man was more imposing than the few he had seen outside just now, and as he walked, an indescribable aura began to spread.

At least He Chan noticed that as the palace eunuch approached, his assassin friends instantly became nervous, as if they were facing a big enemy, and they were about to explode.

He Chan thought that the assassination had nothing to do with him, since he was not an assassin anyway.So when the expressionless eunuch came to stand in front of him, he was stunned.

Especially the knife-like eyes of the assassin friends in front of him and behind him made him feel a little terrified.

No, I didn't do anything!

He Chan stared at the eunuch, wanting him to say something.

Then, he saw the eunuch in front of him suddenly showing him an indescribable smile.

"The sound of the girl's piano is very beautiful. This servant specially followed His Majesty's instructions to invite the girl to play a solo for His Majesty."

He Chan: ... If you hadn't looked at me, I would have thought you were talking about someone else.

"What objection does the girl have?"

Seeing that he didn't reply, the other party asked again deliberately.

objection?

What objection can I have, I said I won't, can you let me go?

But He Chan also knew that the reason why he asked this question must be Ji Wuchang's order.

He Chan, who had no idea for the time being, could only shake his head, then stood up, motioning for the other party to lead the way.

When passing the dancer on the way, the sound transmission in his ear made He Chan frown.

"Qin Jiu, don't forget your mission."

"Remember, if you have a chance to get close to a tyrant, it's best to kill with one blow. Don't panic, even if there is a spirit-forbidden formation in the imperial city, they, like us, can't show their true strength. Believe in yourself."

Wu Yi was a little worried, even if he reminded Qin Jiu again, but Qin Jiu's attitude made him very confused.

I always feel that Qin Jiu has changed, a little out of control.

This feeling became more obvious after hearing the sound transmission of Gu Ten.

But is it possible?

You must know that they all took medicine when they came, and they would die in the end regardless of whether the assassination was successful or not.

He couldn't figure out the reason for Qin Jiu's betrayal.

He Chan didn't know what the assassin friend was thinking. At this time, he was gradually approaching the beaded curtain under the guidance of the palace servants.

Finally, it stopped when there were still a dozen steps to go.

At this time, He Chan could vaguely see the figure inside through the bead curtain.

"Girl, just play here." The eunuch flicked the Buddha dust in his hand, pointed to the ground, and looked at He Chan and said.

He Chan dawdled, his hand holding the guqin opened and tightened, and he couldn't find a reason to refuse for a while, and couldn't make up his mind.

In the end, He Chan cleared his throat, suppressed his voice, and asked the eunuch next to him softly, "Well, what's your name?"

Good guy, as soon as He Chan's words came out, he immediately realized that the eunuch was looking at him in a wrong way, before he realized what was wrong.

The eunuch turned his head to face the bead curtain, and after half a minute, he said in a serious manner: "The maidservant's surname is Chang."

"Oh, Eunuch Chang." He Chan said, slowly moving towards Eunuch Chang, and finally, under Eunuch Chang's increasingly dangerous gaze, whispered: "I report, there are assassins!"

"What are you doing...?" Eunuch Chang's eyes widened, and he subconsciously raised his head to look in the direction of the bead curtain.

At this moment, as what He Chan said, a whistle sounded from an unknown direction, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Among them, nine dancers and musicians holding different sharp weapons are the most conspicuous.

Not long after He Chan's words fell, they moved, three of them rushed towards the beaded curtain, and five others rushed towards He Chan.

Surprised by the vicious eyes of the five people, He Chan felt "fucking" in his heart, picked up the guqin and ran forward.

Fortunately, Eunuch Chang reacted quickly and stopped the first round of attacks for him, but he could only stop two people at most, and the remaining three were not slow, with weapons thrown out from time to time. After evading two rounds of attacks by chance, , the third dagger that rushed towards him, it was impossible for him to avoid it at first sight.

It happened that there was a sudden extra step under his feet, He Chan didn't pay attention, staggered, and fell straight forward.

If he really fell to the ground, maybe he could avoid this fatal attack.

He Chan was overjoyed: It seems that I, He, should not die!

Unexpectedly, he didn't pounce on the hard ground, but instead pounced into a warm, wine-scented embrace, and at the same time tore off the other's clothes.

He Chan looked at the white jade belt inlaid with black gold mottled patterns in his hand, raised his head stiffly, and then lowered his head suddenly.

Damn it, it's true!

Ji Wuchang's wanton and evil smile froze for a moment.

Afterwards, he took a deep look at He Chan, the deep meaning and exploration in his eyes were shocking.

"Swoosh..." Ji Wuchang waved his sleeve, and smashed the glass wine glass in the direction of the dagger.

"Kang Dang~" The wine glass shattered directly, but it also blocked the dagger.

"Boom..." When the last body fell to the ground, it was announced that the assassination in less than 3 minutes had officially ended.

And the only assassin who survived was only one.

As the lucky one, He Chan's mind was full at this time, "I actually took off the belt of the third apprentice when I came up."

"The third child won't be angry with me, will he?"

"The third child's chest is really white, as white as his face."

"The third one is not bad, he is worthy of being my apprentice."

"The third child actually has eight packs of abdominal muscles, grass, I don't even have any."

"Oh, the third child doesn't look like a tyrant."

"Why is it getting colder?"

He Chan murmured in his heart, and then found that the surrounding atmosphere was not right.

Quiet, too quiet, apart from the sound of the palace people dragging the corpse, there was no other sound.

Another unrecognizable corpse was dragged out from He Chan's side, and then a court lady stepped forward, silently and quickly cleaned the blood off the ground, and after a while, sprinkled aromatherapy to cover up the smell, and lit rosin in the aromatherapy furnace .

For a time, the bedroom was filled with a thick fragrance.The irritated He Chan's nose itched and he sneezed.

Now I can't hide it even if I want to.

"I'm sorry." He Chan still held Ji Wuchang's belt in his hand, seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, he got up quickly.

It's just that he forgot that his foot was sprained just now, so within two seconds of standing up, he leaned forward due to the pain and weakness of his ankle.

Undeterred, he hugged Ji Wuchang again who was thinking about what the hell he was.

The atmosphere that didn't ease up much, became cold again.

Unexpectedly, Eunuch Chang, who was at the side, lowered his head almost to his chest, and his legs were trembling even more, as if he was under pressure that he shouldn't have to bear.

"Hiss..." The stabbing pain in his ankle made He Chan unable to hold back his sprained right foot, and he only supported it with his left foot, and put his hand on Ji Wuchang's shoulder for strength.

Suddenly, a gentle and familiar voice sounded next to my ear: "Did you twist your ankle?"

He Chan nodded: "Yeah."

"Then why don't you cut it off? Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

He Chan:? ? ?

He looked up in astonishment, and found that it was his third apprentice, Ji Wuchang, who was talking to him.

At this time, Ji Wuchang's black hair was scattered behind his back like fine silk, dispelling the slightly cold temperament around him.

In addition, he also has a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes, and the brown and black pupils seem to contain inexplicable meanings, which makes the people who are watching him feel inexplicably that they have no secrets in front of him.

Just like now, after being stared at by him for a long time, He Chan always felt that he was exposed.

"What do you think of my suggestion?" Ji Wuchang raised his eyebrows, the tails of his eyes were slightly hooked, a smile that was not a smile, and his chest was as white as jade, looking evil and attractive.

He Chan silently reached out to gather his clothes for him, picked up the belt in his hand and tied it casually around his waist, and answered irrelevantly: "Boys must learn to protect themselves."

Ji Wuchang: ...

Hell, he really thought so in his heart.

Thinking of this, Ji Wuchang's eyes darkened, and he grabbed He Chan's fragile neck with his right hand, lifted him up easily, and said coldly, "Do you think I won't kill you?"

But He Chan's heart at this moment is:

"He's anxious, he's anxious, and he's starting to get angry."

Ji Wuchang: ...

"Fuck, he won't really want to kill his master!"

"Ahem." Although I don't know why Ji Wuchang let go suddenly, but at least he escaped.He Chan didn't dare to be more stubborn, and said in a loud voice: "I think, I think your suggestion is good, but it's unnecessary!!"

In the second half of the sentence, He Chan almost shouted out in a cold sweat.

What the hell, it won't work if you don't go along with it, judging from the situation where the third child chokes him when he disagrees with him, this master will definitely go along with it.

"Well, my foot is healed, and it doesn't hurt much anymore." Shit, it hurts like hell.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, what can I do, I like the way you hurt, come here, break his feet for me."

He Chan: ...

Tell me the truth, do you have any plans for my feet?

Fetish. Feet. Obsession.

Ji Wuchang: ...