How to survive as a villain through time travel

Fine! ! !

It turns out that a specific location is required to trigger the plot! ! !

Xiao Yu'an nodded slowly, and walked towards the bedroom with one foot deep and the other shallow.

The snow was falling, Xiao Yu'an's clothes were already soaked, he was only wearing a thin white dress, and he was frozen for most of the night, at this time his eyes were blurred, his steps were staggering, he had to stop for a while every ten steps His tone, because of exhaustion, seemed to weigh heavily on his shoulders, causing him to arch his back slightly. The dagger hidden in his arms and two jade hairpins pierced him together. The pain kept Xiao Yu'an's mind from being swallowed by the cold so quickly. Concentrating all her energy on the road in front of her, she didn't notice that Yan Heqing followed him cautiously, her eyes were full of depression.

After a few months, the two looked at each other again, but at this time, the emotions in the depths of each other's eyes were not as calm as before. Xiao Yu'an thought: In the original book, the young king of the North Kingdom looked at the unparalleled man in front of him. What kind of mood is it?

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

Then what kind of mood did the young king feel when his blood and bones were cut off by Yan Heqing?

Yan Heqing opened his mouth several times and stretched out his hand several times, but all the words he didn't say were lost in the wind and snow, and the outstretched hand slowly clenched into a fist and retracted.

It was only a quarter of an hour's journey, and the two of them walked for half an hour.

Xiao Yu'an stopped at the door of the bedroom, exhaled a long breath of white mist, and turned to Yan Heqing.

Xiao Yu'an followed Yan Heqing and walked towards him. Ever since Yan Heqing left, Xiao Yu'an would often dream of this scene. In his dreams, sometimes he was the young king of the Northern Kingdom, and sometimes he was just a bystander. They are all cold and frightening.

But now, at this moment, Xiao Yu'an realized that he was not afraid of Yan Heqing at all, he stood there calmly, as he did every time he saw Yan Heqing walking towards him.

But things have come to this point, after all, it is not what it used to be.

What about Yan Heqing?

Is it a relief?

It must be to relieve anger, those hatreds of destroying the country, those hatreds of bullying and abuse, those pasts that were prostrate on the ground, all turned into indifference in one blow, right?

The glaring scarlet blood and the silver light of the dagger pierced Yan Heqing's eyes together, causing his internal organs to tremble in pain, Yan Heqing's eyes shrank suddenly, and he took a step forward, but Xiao Yu'an suddenly raised his voice: "Don't, don't you!" Come here, listen to me, please listen to me."

Several pleadings forced Yan Heqing to stop. He stared fixedly at the dagger in Xiao Yu'an's hand, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his breathing became short of breath.

Xiao Yu'an stabilized his mind, stretched out his injured arm, and let the blood drip down his arm onto the white snow, Xiao Yu'an eased the pain, and slowly opened his mouth: "Yan Heqing, please let Eunuch Zhao go, please let go of this knife. For other people who have lived in the Northland, if they have any anger or hatred, they can be recorded on me ten times over."

Xiao Yu'an lowered his eyes, and took out a dagger from his bosom, Yan Heqing suddenly stopped, staring at Xiao Yu'an intently.

Xiao Yu'an took a deep breath, and suddenly swung the dagger and slashed fiercely on his arm.

That being the case, instead of letting Yan Heqing do it, it's better for him to do it himself.

Yan Heqing hugged Xiao Yu'an tightly with one hand, and tried to stop the bleeding by pressing the wound on his arm with the other. Yan Heqing's hands trembled, and his lips were pale, as if the shocking knife marks were wounded on his body.

Before Xiao Yu'an finished speaking, Yan Heqing suddenly stepped forward to snatch the knife. The incident happened suddenly, Xiao Yu'an only felt a figure flash in front of him, and Yan Heqing was already in front of him.

Xiao Yu'an instinctively wanted to back up, but all over his body, where it should hurt, was stiff, where he couldn't control his pace, he staggered and fell backwards, suddenly his waist was embraced, and warmth surrounded him in an instant.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Yu'an swung the knife again, and the blood stains turned up the white flesh. The pain caused Xiao Yu'an to shrink up and tremble. Destroy your whole family, now it is the turn of the northern royal family to go into exile, but please protect Ning'er, she is now in Yongning Palace, I hope you will find her quickly, anyway, I can't escape, when do you want to kill me? You can cut it..."

Xiao Yu'an was stunned, he opened his mouth slightly, wanted to ask something, but didn't know what to ask, hesitated for a moment, his chest suddenly felt tight, and the depression he had worked on for many days erupted suddenly, a fishy sweet spit out from his throat, staining the ground Scary red.

After coughing up blood, Xiao Yu'an's head was in pain as if it exploded. Faintly, he seemed to hear Yan Heqing's anxious call. The call seemed to be piercingly painful, but Xiao Yu'an couldn't hear it clearly. He tried hard to think Responding, but in the end, he was exhausted and passed out.