After transmigrating into Yiyou, the fake villain is no longer alive!

Chapter 63 Chapter 63
It was raining heavily outside the window, and the thunder was deafening. Ning Siheng covered his ears and shivered on the bed.

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "Where is the national teacher?"

No one answered.

When the rain came, Ning Siheng dismissed his servants and sat alone by the bed to watch the moon, but the sky was a gray and dark color.

Ning Siheng plucked up the courage to get up from the bed, the corner of his clothes touched the black and white chess on the board, and it landed on the ground with a few "da da" sounds, the ground was in chaos, he quickly went to the door and opened it.

The face brought his thoughts back, and the violent lightning fell on his door, and the face flickered like a ghost.

He bowed tremblingly: "Your Majesty..."

"You kid, are you still afraid of thunder? Haven't overcome it at all?"

Ning Siheng smiled embarrassedly.

"Follow me tomorrow."

"Where?"

"Outside the north gate of Zhaoyang City, my target finally appeared."

Ning Siheng immediately understood that as the national teacher, he was also the emperor's counselor. Although this plan was created by Shen Yanxu, Ning Siheng's contribution was indispensable.

He is still too young, he knows that the plan is not perfect, but there is no other way.

When Shen Yanxu first said that he wanted to use Liang Shuang as a pawn to draw Bei Hechuan, Ning Siheng knew that there must be variables in all of this.

There is a chess piece that has deviated from its original trajectory and left the chessboard.

He is always by the king's side, and the king's heart should be the most unpredictable. However, at a young age, he has calculated all the secrets and guessed Shen Yanxu.

Shen Yanxu didn't seem to care about her, but in fact he had already used his affection to the extreme.

Liang Shuang disappeared for a few months, and his spies inquired for him in the rivers and lakes for a few months. Whenever he couldn't get any results, he used wine to relieve his worries.

When Shen Yanxu couldn't sleep well for a month, he often woke up in the middle of the night, recalling her face in a tragic death.

Shen Yanxu was so sad, and so was Ning Siheng.

Ning Siheng likes her and regards her as his elder sister, no, that's because he has no choice but to call her so in order to deceive others.

If it wasn't for her own heart, as a national teacher, he could also abandon his family and country, abandon the emperor, and fly away with her.

A thunderstorm wet the clothes behind the king, and the loud thunder brought back Ning Siheng's thoughts: "Your Majesty, come in and have a seat?"

Shen Yanxu looked at the furnishings in his house, and the black and white chess fell to the ground. He always felt that the omen was bad, and he was a little uneasy.

He went straight to the chess table, squatted down slowly, and picked up the fallen chess pieces with both hands.

"Your Majesty can't make it happen. For such a trivial matter, I will be fine if I come here."

"No problem."

Shen Yanxu put the chess pieces into the wooden box, and sat on the small wooden stool: "The national teacher has no sleep tonight, why don't you play a game with me?"

Seeing that he was frowning, Ning Siheng couldn't refuse, so he agreed: "Okay."

The rain outside the carriage seemed to be a little lighter. At an unknown time now, Bei Hechuan woke up countless times. Every time he would look at Liang Shuang next to him, and after confirming that she was fine, he continued to fall into a deep sleep.

A beam of light slowly shone in, and there was a little warmth hidden in the carriage.

He has been in darkness all his life, and it is rare to see such a brilliant sunrise.

He slowly raised the curtain of the carriage. The sunlight was so dazzling that he couldn't help covering his eyes. After getting out of the carriage, Bei Hechuan caressed the sword he always carried, and glanced at the portrait of the sword pressed by chance.

He picked up the drawing paper, shattered his cold expression with a casual smile, and a ray of sunlight fell from the tear mole at the corner of his eyes, setting off his face in a heart-pounding way.

That was the only portrait he drew of her from memory.

It was probably because he wanted it as a nostalgia, or because he couldn't help it, he couldn't sleep peacefully that night, and when he thought of taking advantage of her, but accidentally fell in love with her, he felt extremely guilty.

He has already walked into the abyss, but even the only light has to be shattered by himself.

He sighed slightly, raised the corners of his mouth, and looked at her in the car.

She was motionless, like a beautiful rag doll.

He lifted her chin, and her eyebrows were long and curly. Even though he knew she was Liang Shuang, with Ji Liangjing's face, he still unconsciously wanted to get close to her.

The morning wind slowly entered, and his lips fell on her forehead.

When he whispered, tears stained her crimson clothes.

"I'm sorry, don't forgive me, and you must never meet me in your next life."

Wen Shulin and Shen Wanyin had already arrived at the north gate of Zhaoyang City, and the imperial army had been ordered by Shen Yanxu to surround the north gate of Zhaoyang City.

This time, it would be very difficult for Bei Hechuan to escape.

The shadow of the carriage was blocked by the shadow of the tree, and Bei Hechuan noticed the movement in the distance, and slowly got up, holding the old sword, which even had a few rust marks on it.

"What should come has finally come."

He dragged his long sword and walked out of the shade of the tree. The sunlight and his current aura were a bit inconsistent, and he smiled eeriely.

Walking all the way, approaching Shen Yanxu who just arrived in front of him.

There was a group of people behind Shen Yanxu, and Bei Hechuan began to realize that he was surrounded, but he didn't panic at all.

Bei Hechuan said slowly, "I haven't seen you for many years, my...brother."

Shen Yanxu chuckled: "It's rare that you would call me Emperor Brother? But have you recognized your identity?"

"No, when I come this time, I must make a break with you and my past."

"Why do you have to be so obsessed with it?" Wen Shulin shook the moon invitation fan and sighed.

"Hmph, what? You're here too? But I stole your leader position, and you want to take my head?"

"I don't hold a grudge like someone."

Bei Hechuan looked at the surrounding environment: "Tell your troops to retreat, let's have a fair duel."

Shen Yanxu knew there was a fraud in his heart, but for the person in front of him who he had been waiting for for more than ten years, he had no choice but to use his tactics to stabilize Beihechuan first.

Shen Yanxu just wanted to restrain him so that he could let go of his obsession slowly.

He withdrew his sword first, and then sent an order to let the troops evacuate from the north gate of Zhaoyang City.

"Today, the entire venue in Zhaoyang City is strictly prohibited, but it's all because of you, my good brother."

Bei Hechuan frowned, looked at Wen Shulin, Shen Wanyin, and Ning Siheng: "What about them? If you don't leave, you are not following the rules."

"Too much!" Shen Wanyin stopped immediately.

"Oh," he looked at Shen Wanyin, and smiled disdainfully, "If I remember correctly, you and him are deadly enemies, right? Now you are working together to treat me as the enemy?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

A voice sounded from a distance, and the smoke and water fell straight in front of Bei Hechuan's eyes, and Bei Hechuan's pupils trembled, and King Nanping did not die.

"I'll beat you first."

Shen Wanjin pointed his sword at Bei Hechuan. Bei Hechuan wasn't very powerful in the first place, so he barely dodged, and was almost pierced by Shen Wanjin in the chest.

After a while, he withdrew and looked forward, seeing a blue dragon hovering in the sky, he only felt that something was wrong.

This was not enough, Hao Changmeng and Xue chased them to Zhaoyang City.

The clouds gradually appeared, and the green dragon attacked him, slowly turning into a beautiful man.

It's Xingyuan.

"I heard from His Majesty Daxiang that I have something to ask for, and I hope that I will come in person, so I will come." Xingyuan smiled, her light blue pupils were breathtaking.

Hao Changmeng came in a hurry, only glanced around, turning a blind eye to everyone.

He put the sword on Bei Hechuan's neck: "I missed the appointment, what should I do?"

"Death, I know."

Hao Changmeng threw the sword to him: "You kill yourself."

"What if I don't?" Bei Hechuan didn't take the sword, he smiled disdainfully.

"You dare to mock others when you are about to die, you are really hopeless."

The tone was cold, with a wave of Ling Ran's arrogance.

He turned around, only to see Han Yi approaching with a light kung fu: "Sect Master Han is also here?"

Seeing that Han Yi's injury was in such a good condition, Hao Changmeng couldn't help being shocked, Han Yi's inner strength was so deep.

"It's really lively." He stood up, looking contemptuously at everyone.

He didn't expect everyone to come. Whether it was to kill him or Liang Shuang, he didn't know.

He smiled wryly, staring blankly at the dark blue sky.

What a beautiful sky, he may never see it again.

Bei Hechuan didn't know that Shen Wanjin was number one in martial arts. In his impression, Shen Wanjin had passed away long ago. Not only that, Shen Yanxu personally sent him to hell.

Bei Hechuan laughed wildly, he thought that he was bound to win this move, but Ning Siheng suddenly said: "How can he beat our Nanping Wang Highness, our Highness is the number one in martial arts."

Although the atmosphere was tense, Wen Shulin did not forget to joke: "He is not number one now, the number one belongs to Shuang'er, right?"

Shen Wanjin smiled helplessly and nodded.

Bei Hechuan had long been forced to the point of nowhere to retreat. Today either he died or Daxiang died. There were only two options.

Since they say that Liang Shuang is number one in martial arts, let them see how the number one in martial arts subverts the world.

Bei Hechuan snorted coldly: "Come out."

The epee hit the ground, scraping the stone slabs on the ground all the way, the sound was harsh, and several people couldn't help covering their ears.

Ning Siheng turned on the mechanism of the chessboard and took out the double swords, Wen Shulin drew out the Yaoyue sword, and the few people were ready to go.

Shen Wanjin subconsciously felt that the sound of the sword was not quite right, but it was very familiar.

Until a group of red shadows came from the side of the forest, and Han Yi retracted the Shanhai Hanchuan sword, he felt something was wrong.

She was dressed in red, with black hair falling on the front of the skirt, her bright red eyes were like a dummy, and there was a red and black light on her body.

The sun near noon is indeed dazzling, but there has never been anyone who has been poisoned by the blood demon, and the breath on his body is more dazzling than the sun, and she is the first one, as if the poison was tailor-made for her.

She can't laugh, can't talk, has no emotions, and can't remember her former friends.

However, their current enemy is Liang Shuang.

The various rings on her body swayed around, and the sound of collisions jingled. Her waist was shining brightly, illuminated by the sun, and shone into the sight of the few of them from a distance.

Xingyuan could see clearly that the shell pendant on her waist was specially made for her by him before she left.

The small snow-white and translucent silver flowers on her black hair were indistinct, and Wen Shulin still couldn't believe that that person was Liang Shuang.

Han Yi's whole body was cold, even his hands were trembling, his eyes were red, and he was in unspeakable suffering.

He couldn't accept this fact. It turned out that the Blood Demon Gu made by Bei Hechuan was originally intended for Liang Shuang to use. He even acted as the mastermind and tried the poison for her.

He covered his heart, and the tip of his heart kept trembling, he roared: "Shuang'er!"

Everyone was shocked, Shen Wanjin put down the smoke and water, his legs seemed a little weak, Wen Shulin held the Yaoyue sword and his eyes were dull.

They all met her, she disappeared for months, either never heard from again, or met again and became enemies.

"Sister Shuang'er!" Ning Siheng approached her, but was pushed away by Liang Shuang's calm sword energy.

He hit the ground heavily, and Shen Yanxu helped him up.

Shen Yanxu was confessing.

He used her as a pawn to lure Bei Hechuan because he knew that Liang Shuang would definitely go looking for Bei Hechuan in order to investigate the poisonous poison. He felt that she was very powerful, and Bei Hechuan could not do anything to her.

He didn't take into account the direction of this move. She is so smart, how could she be tricked by Bei Hechuan into poisoning her?
He clutched his chest, the pain made him unable to breathe.

Han Yi grabbed his collar, the white plum between his eyebrows exuded a black aura.

"This is your plan?! In the end, she was the one who got hurt. Are you satisfied?"

Shen Yanxu smiled dully, he laughed at himself for being too stupid, like a crazy emperor, the emperor was willing to sacrifice other people's interests in order to achieve his goal, but what he sacrificed was the person he loved the most.

This kind of deal, this kind of strategy, he couldn't stick to it anymore, he planned his whole life, but was finally eaten back by his willfulness.

This is his retribution, what he deserves.

Liang took the empty sword with both hands and stabbed at Shen Yanxu, Shen Wanjin quickly blocked her with sharp eyes and hands.

But for some reason, Hao Changmeng slowly separated Shen Wanjin, confronting his inner strength.

"I don't mind if she kills the emperor." Hao Changmeng's voice was faint and cool.

Wen Shulin and Xing Yuan also stepped forward to stop Hao Changmeng, and Ning Siheng imprisoned Hao Changmeng with a chessboard.

However, Xue, as a member of Hao Changmeng's camp, chose to compete with Ning Siheng on the periphery.

The little boy had no choice but to turn Reversi into a flying sword and stab at Xue.

Liang Shuang didn't show any expression changes, she only had one goal, to kill Shen Yanxu.

Her inner strength was nourished by Gu poison, and her skill has been improved to a higher level. It seems that she has reached the stage of fugue.

Nowadays, Liu Xin is the only one whose martial arts are at the Immortal Wandering stage.

The black light enveloped her, and even the internal force that came out was black. Her face was pale, her lips were blood red, and she was extremely terrifying.

She only exerted force lightly and pushed everyone away.

A mass of terrifying red air pushed them away, and they hit the ground heavily, spitting blood.

The wind whipped up countless ashes, the scorching sun ignited the leaves, and fireworks surrounded them.

In the raging flames, Liang Shuang's face flickered, and the surrounding air was hot and dry.

They were panting, their bodies were so stiff that they couldn't even hold their swords steadily.

Seeing this, Bei Hechuan looked up to the sky and laughed happily: "Does it feel good? Didn't you think that her skill has reached the stage of fugue, right? It's all thanks to me."

Seeing this, Han Yi directly handed over Shen Yanxu: "If she is going to die, let you die in her hands first, and avenge her...to avenge her."

Shen Yanxu was not completely ignorant of martial arts, he turned around, avoided Liang Shuang, and ran towards Beihechuan with all his strength.

Finally, Shen Yanxu held Bei Hechuan back.

He fired fireworks into the sky, and the sky was full of bright fireworks. A previous relationship that was about to end, at this moment, was about to come to an end.

Bei Hechuan seemed to realize that Shen Yanxu was signaling to rescue the soldiers, but he had no regrets for a long time.

He thought, since he chose to take the slant with the sword at the beginning, he must succeed in death.

Liang Shuang's surviving soul was seriously injured in the poison illusion. She wiped out all the people who bullied him in Bei Hechuan's memory, except for one person, and that person was the first emperor.

She felt that her body was pointing at her former friends with the piercing sword, but she was helpless, because she was one step away, and she would complete the plan.

Her pupils trembled, and the scene of fireworks falling into her red eyes...

At that moment, the sky was particularly bright.

Everyone picked up the sword again, and finally reached a consensus.

In any case, they will let her live well.

She will definitely live well.

(End of this chapter)