How to Survive As a Villain

Fine! ! !

The original trigger story is still a specific place! ! !

Xiao Yuan nodded slowly, and walked deep into the palace.

The snow fell, Xiao Yu'an's clothes had already been soaked. He only wore a thin white coat and was frozen for half a night. At this time, his eyes were blooming and his feet were squatting. After a dozen steps, he had to stop a little. Tolerance, because of exhaustion, his shoulders seemed to be heavy, and he pressed his back slightly. The dagger hidden in his arms and the two jade licked him. The pain made Xiao Yu’an’s mind not so swallowed by the cold so quickly. All the energy was concentrated on the road in front of me, and I didn’t notice that Luhe Qing carefully followed him, and the eyes were all depressed.

The river was opened several times in the river, and reached out several times, but if it was not said, it was all in the snow, and the outstretched hand slowly broke into a fist.

But for a quarter of an hour, the two walked for half an hour.

Xiao Yuan stopped at the entrance of the palace, and exhaled a white mist and turned to look at the river.

After a few months, the two men looked at each other again, but at this time, the emotions in the depths of each other were not as calm as before. Xiao Yuan thought: The original North King boy looked at the unparalleled man in front of him. What kind of mood is it?

Is hate greater than fear, or is fear greater than hate?

What kind of mood is the young king when he was smashed by the river?

What about the river?

Is it deflated?

It must be the deflation, the hatred of those countries that have forgotten their homes, the hatred of bullying, and those who have been lying on the ground, have been turned into indifference in a knife?

Xiao Yu'an looked at Luohe Qing and came to him. Since Yuhe Qing left, Xiao Yu'an often dreamed of this scene. In his dreams, sometimes he was the northern king of juvenile kings. Sometimes he was only a bystander, no matter which. He is all over the body, and he is shocked.

But now, at this moment, Xiao Yu’an discovered that he was not afraid of Qihe Qing. He stood there calmly, like every time he saw Luohe Qing coming to him.

But this is the end of the matter. After all, it is not like it used to be.

Xiao Yu'an coveted, and took a dagger from his arms. The river stopped quietly and looked at Xiao Yu'an intently.

Xiao Yuan took a deep breath and suddenly waved his dagger to his arm and made a knife.

In this case, instead of letting the river clear, it is better for him to come.

The scarlet glaring blood and the dagger's silver light pierced the eyelids of the river, and his internal organs were shaking. The river's eyelids shrank. As soon as he stepped forward, Xiao Yuan suddenly increased the volume: "Don't, don't you." Come over, listen to me, beg you to listen to me."

A few pleadings made Luohe Qing have to stop, he stared at the dagger in Xiao Yu'an's hand, his throat rolled up and down, and his breathing was short.

Xiao Yuan stabilized his mind, stretched his injured arm, let the blood drop along his arm and splattered on the white snow. Xiao Yuan slowed the pain and slowly opened his mouth: "晏河清, this knife, please let Zhao Gonggong let it go. Other people in the North, what are the anger, what are the enemies, can be ten times recorded on me."

When the voice just fell, Xiao Yuan waved another knife on his arm. The blood stain turned up the white meat. The pain caused Xiao Yu'an to shrink and shook his body. He said with a slow breath: "This knife is for your family. When the emperor broke the country, Destroy your whole family, this is the turn of the Northern Kingdoms in exile, but please protect Ninger, she is now in Yongning Hall, I hope you hurry to find her, anyway, I can't escape, when do you want to spend thousands of dollars on me? It’s all right...”

Xiao Yu’an’s words were not finished. Hehe suddenly took a few steps and took the knife. The incident suddenly occurred. Xiao Yu’an only felt that the figure was in front of him, and Luhe Qing was already in front of him.

Xiao Yu'an instinctively wants to retreat, but he hurts the pain in the place where the pain is. The stiff place is stiff, where can control the pace, step backwards and backwards, and suddenly the waist is caught, and the warmth is surrounded by the moment.

Luhe Qing clasped Xiao Yu'an tightly, and tried to stop the bleeding on the wound in his arm. Hehehe's hands were shaking and his lips were white. It seemed that the shocking knife marks were hurting him.

Xiao Yuan stunned. He opened his mouth slightly, wanted to ask something, and did not know what to ask. Hesitated, his chest suddenly sullen, and the accumulated stagnation of the previous days broke out, and a bite of sweetness slid out from the throat and dyed the earth. The trepidation is red.

After coughing up the blood, Xiao Yu'an's head blasted like a pain. In the faintness, he seemed to hear the call of Qihe Qing, and the voice called for a painful heartbreak, but Xiao Yuan didn't really hear it. He tried hard. Responding, but it is ultimately physical and fainting.