Fast time travel: The host takes his life and frantically teases and criticizes the villain

As the moon passed over the tip, the wind blew everywhere, and the whistling wind blew through the rustling woods, and the shadows of the trees shook, covering up the darkness ahead.

Fu Zhiyan sat alone in front of the window, facing the cold wind, his face was numb.

He was holding an empty medicine bottle in his hand, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

Cheng Yanku stood outside the door for a long time, but finally did not go in.

The hands of the clock slowly passed twelve o'clock, and the countdown to Fu Zhiyan's death was one day.

This countdown to death is really no joke, after today, Fu Zhiyan will die.

This is no longer a question of whether Cheng Yan can rescue him.

Fu Zhiyan's soul is dead, and there is nothing in this world that can keep him.

Including Cheng Yan.

Fu Zhiyan doesn't need others to understand his thinking, and he doesn't need to explain it to others.

Cheng Yan didn't understand, but Cheng Yan blessed him.

Not being satisfied even with death is the most painful thing for Fu Zhiyan.

"009, can he only be a tragic villain?"

"Host, I chose you, and you chose me."

Cheng Yan smiled wryly.

What is there to be dissatisfied with? It is he who arranged this path for him.

Fu Xu didn't have to go through this, it was he who wanted to keep him.

Rather than saying that these worlds are torturing Fuxu, it is better to say that they are taking revenge on Chengyan.

Cheng Yan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Just as he raised his hand to knock on the door, Cheng Yan moved his ears, and the figure disappeared immediately.

When he came outside the wooden house, seeing Wei Zhe, he frowned, "What are you doing here?"

"Come to see someone." Wei Zhe's eyes fell on someone standing on the roof, his eyes were cold.

Cheng Yan had already noticed the moment he appeared, Fu Zhiyan in the room was protected by his true energy, so don't worry.

"see me?"

The man was standing on the roof, with a slender figure and a frail appearance, but it didn't lower the vigilance of the two present.

There was a smile on the face under the black veil, a little surprised how the other party would notice her.

"Chi Zhu, or Buy Yunshuang?"

Wei Zhe stared at her, although it was a question, but his tone was firm.

"What a coincidence, I am both." Chi Zhu jumped down, and his indistinguishable voice returned to that of a young girl.

Only then did Cheng Yan understand why Wei Zhe came here.

His information was too late, and he didn't even notice why Buy Yunshuang just happened to appear near that coffee shop.

Sure enough, those who appear beside the protagonist will not be simple characters.

"Then you can't leave today." Wei Zhe stepped forward, and as he walked, the dancing thunder and lightning rushed towards Chi Zhu in an instant.

Chi Zhu rolled over, dodging the menacing thunder and lightning, swung his arm, and shot out several hard-to-see silver needles.

The silver needles were melted into a puddle by the electric current, and the dense thunder and lightning wove into a net. With his extraordinary reflexes, Chi Zhu was able to do a job with ease.

Cheng Yan looked at the two people who looked like no one else, and felt a little helpless. Who did Chi Zhu come to kill? Can you tell the priority?

"I said, I'm still here, don't you take me too seriously?" Cheng Yan hung a sword between the two, forcing them to stop.

Chi Zhu had known for a long time that these two people had special abilities, so he was not surprised at this time.

Wei Zhe frowned, "I'm going to kill her, you wait a little bit later."

"You're the one who wants to kill?" Cheng Yan curled his lips in disdain, "At any rate, you are superb at manipulating grenades, and you haven't killed anyone yet. I have to question your ability."

It's okay to kill, but it would be really funny if people ran away.

"My thunder was restrained by her."

Although he didn't really want to admit it, the feeling of restraint was obvious, that's why he had to deal with it for so long, otherwise he would have killed Chi Zhu as soon as she appeared.

"She has a magic weapon, so of course it can restrain you." Cheng Yan raised his hand, and a blue shadow quickly fell into his palm, and was shattered to pieces.

The eyes under Chi Zhu's special sunglasses widened suddenly, and he was able to pick things up from the air!

Rao Wei Zhe, who was so good at Cheng Yan, was also surprised. Cheng Yan was at a height that he might not be able to reach in his lifetime.

"Are you here to kill Fu Zhiyan?" Cheng Yan asked.

Chi Zhu turned his wrist: "If someone offers a high price, I will come."

"Then why are you here?" Cheng Yan looked at Wei Zhe.

"She killed Wei Chengye." Wei Zhe frowned with disgust in his eyes.

Cheng Yan nodded, indicating that he understood, turned around and entered the wooden house, leaving only one sentence for Wei Zhe: "Then you deal with it first."

Wei Zhe came to kill Chizhu, so he would naturally save trouble.

The door is closed, and the sword domineering Zhang outside the door has nothing to do with him.

No matter how earth-shattering the outside of the wooden house is, the house is extremely quiet.

Cheng Yan opened the door of Fu Zhiyan's room, but saw no one.

Cheng Yan walked along the woods behind the house.

In the dark night, the tree shadows can swallow people in one gulp at any time.

The deeper you go, the colder it becomes.

When turning a corner, Cheng Yan stopped in his tracks.

It was a tomb.

"The tomb of my mother Mu Yi" is engraved on the tombstone.

The wheelchair was elongated by the black shadow, and the branches swayed, constantly beating this sad shadow.

Fu Zhiyan sat quietly in the wheelchair, staring at the tombstone, wondering what he was thinking.

His mood was rare, and he seemed to be stuck in memory.

There is also a tomb next to it, and the tombstone says "Zimu Jiajia's Tomb".

The tomb that Fu Zhiyan prepared for himself.

His full name is Mu Jiajia. Fu Zhiyan was named by his father, and he doesn't like it.

The name Mu Jiajia is not gorgeous, but it entrusts Mu Yi's deep affection for his son.

"She said that she hoped that I would be more happy, more happy, and more lucky."

Fu Zhiyan's deep voice came, the calmness in his tone seemed to be talking about an unimportant matter.

He could still remember how tenderly that beautiful face said those words.

She hoped that all the good things could be poured on him, but the reality was just the opposite.

In his previous life, Fu Zhiyan must have been a villain with a heinous crime. He might have killed a life in a city to end up like this.

"Today is the anniversary of her death, and I'm going to break my promise."

Fu Zhiyan once promised her that she would live a good life, be happy, and be happy.

He didn't do any of them.

Even though he has lived here many times, this is the first time he has come to this tomb.

"I told you to leave, but you didn't leave."

Of course Fu Zhiyan wanted to take Cheng Yan with him, he always wanted to.

If he won't go, then never go.

Cheng Yan looked up at the round moon in the sky, trying to force back all his emotions.

He was ready to kill everyone who hurt him, but he couldn't persuade him to live well.

Living, for Fu Zhiyan, is nothing but pain.

For him, death is a gift, happiness, and joy.

Cheng Yan walked forward slowly with stiff steps, he knelt down and held his cold hand.

Forced myself to laugh, "If your coffin is too small, I won't sleep in the same coffin as you."

Cheng Yan smiled, but he didn't dare to look at Fu Zhiyan, his smile must be ugly.

Fu Zhiyan turned his head, and in the darkness, a tear flowed down and quickly disappeared.

He chose to die in winter, when Cheng Yan loved him the most.

He chose to let Cheng Yan die together, at this time Cheng Yan will always love him.