That's What Villains Are Like

The land of Kyushu, the Great Xia Dynasty.

Jiangling County, Yuyi City.

Xueyue Pavilion.

As the first of the four romantic places in Yuyi City, it has always been famous for its beautiful singers and graceful dancers, attracting many literati and disciples.

But today, Xueyue Pavilion is quite deserted.

In front of the door where there used to be an endless stream of people, there was a scene of empty houses.

Vendors and pedestrians passing by looked at the group of fierce-looking guards guarding the door with a Jiang token hanging on their waists. They all kept silent, lowered their heads, and walked past quickly, fearing that one more look would lead to trouble.

In the entire Daxia Dynasty, there was only one surname that could not be provoked.

Even the relatives of the royal family turned pale and became silent when they saw this token.

"Why do people from the Prime Minister's Mansion appear in Yuyi City?"

In the distance, many pedestrians walked away before they dared to ask in a low voice.

"I don't know. Don't ask any more questions. Don't worry about the affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Don't you want to live anymore?"

The expression of the person next to him changed, and he hurriedly pulled his companion to shut up.

…

And at the same time.

Xueyue Pavilion, in front of the pavilion next to the pavilion.

Jiang Lan put his hands behind his back and looked at the pool in front of him with a long look.

He has white clothes with wide sleeves and ancient jade hanging on his waist. He has a handsome face, tall and tall body but a little thin. His complexion has a slightly sickly pale color due to constant toil, as if it could be blown away by a strong wind. Walk.

Anyone else would have thought that this was a young and noble young master with a wealth of talent, and would have sighed inwardly. It is a pity that he has become like this at such a young age.

"It shouldn't be..."

"It's already this time, and the heroine hasn't come yet."

Suddenly, Jiang Lan sighed softly, rubbed his eyebrows as if he had a headache, then returned to his seat, picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Jiang Lan, hand over my sister."

"If not, don't blame me for being rude."

Suddenly, a cry as cold as snow sounded, causing the birds in the treetops and corners to fly away in all directions.

Jiang Lan's expression moved slightly, but his face remained calm. The heroine was finally here, but it took him a long time to wait.

The next moment, a startling figure stepped across the pool, passed over the eaves of the pavilion, and flew over in an instant.

With a clanking sound, the long sword was unsheathed, and a clear sword light splashed down like drizzle.

The cold murderous aura seemed to make the air stagnant.

However, the long sword fell and the sword light dissipated, but stopped half an inch in front of Jiang Lan's throat, unable to make any further progress.

The jade hand holding the sword is slender and slender, and the nails are dyed with crystal cardamom, which seems to reflect the scenery of the mountains and lakes, which is beautiful.

At this moment, it was trembling slightly, showing the anger of the owner of the sword.

She stared hard at the man in white in front of her.

In the pavilion, he was still drinking tea with his eyes lowered, his expression calm and unmoved, as if he was deaf to the voices and threats in his ears.

The cold sword energy stagnated in his throat, with the breath of ice and snow, as if it could penetrate his throat at any time, leaving a cloud of blood behind.

"Jiang Lan, all your guards are outside now, no one can protect your life..."

"Hand over my sister quickly."

The woman in the white dress gritted her teeth and shouted again.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, extremely beautiful, her hair is cloudy, her figure is tall, and she is well-proportioned.

Wearing a plain white dress, the skirt is rolled up, her legs are slender and straight, and her slender waist is less than a handhold. Her whole body is as pure as a lotus flower in the snow-capped mountains.

At this moment, the coldness on that delicate and picturesque face was even worse, and the jade hand holding the sword trembled slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Does Miss Qinghan want to kill me?"

But in the face of her anger, she only responded with a slow word.

Jiang Lan raised his head and looked at her with an expression of extreme surprise.

"Let my sister go quickly..." the woman in the white dress gritted her teeth.

"What if I don't let go?"

Jiang Lan seemed to smile when he heard this, and then calmly stretched out a hand to straighten the long sword in the hand of the woman in the white dress so that the tip of the sword could point at his throat.

"伱......"

A touch of paleness appeared on the picture-like and flawless face of the woman in the white dress, and the jade hand holding the long sword trembled slightly.

Jiang Lan chuckled, stood up, and took half a step forward, as if mocking her timidity and bluff.

"I don't dare here, but what about here?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, pinched the tip of the sword, and moved it to his chest.

"Miss Qinghan, do you want to try and move forward half an inch?" His voice was neither urgent nor slow, and no emotion could be heard.

Seeing such a scene, the woman in the white dress's hands trembled even more.

At this moment, she was unable to get off the tiger. She not only felt angry, but also felt deeply humiliated.

She didn't expect that Jiang Lan would still be so calm and calm without any panic around him.

It seemed even better that he didn't take her threat to heart at all.

This condescension and contempt seemed to predict that she would not dare to take action anymore.

This made her, who had always been proud, feel pain in her heart, and she felt endless unwillingness and embarrassment.

Obviously he is just an ordinary person without any cultivation.

Why do you dare to be so calm and unhurried in front of yourself in the fourth realm, not taking yourself seriously, not afraid that you will really kill him.

Is it just because his father is the prime minister?

Time seemed to have stood still at this moment.

There seemed to be a mocking smile on Jiang Lan's lips, and then he said slowly, "Since you don't dare, then Miss Qinghan, it's better not to try such a dangerous move. Your Su family should have a population of several thousand in Yuyi City."

"Your father, the head of the Su family, should be expected to be the next mayor of Yuyi City. I think he doesn't want to see you do such a dangerous thing."

"you……"

The woman in the white dress clenched her silver teeth and her delicate body trembled. She was obviously extremely angry.

puff!

The next moment, a trace of bright red blood suddenly spread on Jiang Lan's chest, and quickly stained with ink on the new white clothes, shaped like a small plum blossom.

The beautiful eyes of the woman in the white dress widened and suddenly froze.

This has nothing to do with her.

It was obviously the man in white in front of him who held the tip of the sword and brought it to his own chest.

"Here comes an assassin."

Jiang Lan suddenly shouted loudly and held the tip of the sword with his palm, as if to stop it from thrusting in again.

"There's an assassin!"

"Protect the young master!"

Hearing this voice, angry shouts sounded in the distance.

At the same time, a large group of well-trained guards rushed over quickly with their armors clashing and clattering.

Seeing this scene, the woman in the white dress turned pale, her jade hands couldn't help but soften, and with a clang, the long sword came out of her hand and hit the stone floor.