The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me

"Here, here are ten gold coins."

Xi Wei handed the money bag to the down-and-out nobleman.

The nobleman was a middle-aged man with only a thermal underwear and long johns left on him. He was shivering in the cold wind at the moment. He happily took the money from Xi Wei and opened it like a beggar. Count it carefully.

"The home is gone, the fields are gone, the wife is gone, and the title is gone. Is it worth it?"

Xi Wei gave the nobleman a funny look.

He had more than ten gold coins before?

"I'm just unlucky!" The middle-aged nobleman raised his head and glanced at Xi Wei, but he quickly noticed the contempt and contempt in Xi Wei's eyes. This kind of gaze was like a thorn, and his blood rushed to him. On the face: "Damn! Do you look down on me? When I was lucky, you didn't see it, and now I'm down and everyone is laughing at me! Okay! Wait! I have the capital to turn around now! "

The middle-aged aristocrat shouted, and he shook the purse in his hand "crawling".

"Wait! I will take back everything that belongs to me!"

I don't know who I'm speaking to.

The middle-aged nobleman hugged his shoulders and braved the cold wind to re-enter Dragon Fire City. Now he is going to wrestle with fate with ten gold coins.

The two watched the figure of the middle-aged aristocrat gradually disappear into the crowd of Longhuo City. Bai Yao, who was standing beside Xi Wei, looked confused:

"I really don't know what there is to gamble on... Besides, he was a nobleman before, and he was already living a life full of food and clothing. Why did he have to come out to find excitement?"

"Because people's inferiority is cheapness and greed." Xi Wei sneered: "Even if many men have beautiful and virtuous wives, they will still choose to untie their belts when they meet free prostitutes outside. He obviously has a rich life, but he always wants more and will never be satisfied."

"Then are you such a person?" Bai Yao looked at Xi Wei warily.

"Would you not hesitate to untie your belt when you meet a free one?"

"No." Xi Wei flatly denied it.

"Why? Are you not human?"

"Because I am the king."

"Aren't kings human?"

"……To shut up."

"Why?" Bai Yao refused to let it go.

Xi Wei took a look at Bai Yao, then picked up the largest chicken leg from the stall selling roasted chicken legs and stuffed it into Bai Yao's mouth.

"Boss, how much is it?"

"Uh, just give me two copper coins..."

……

……

With the chicken leg in his mouth, Bai Yao's compulsion finally stopped.

Xi Wei stored the carriage at the gate guard of Dragon Fire City.

He decided to take Bai Yao, a beautiful girl, to wander around Longhuo City, to experience the feeling of a wave of private visits in micro-services, and it would be best if he could also meet some of the novel's pretentious and face-slapping links.

For example, the dude sees Bai Yao stepping forward to make fun of him.

Another example is that he wants someone to accidentally step on the foot of some noble young master.

Afterwards, I’ll come to something to beat the younger ones, and then come the old ones. This kind of wonderful plot, just thinking about it is soul-stirring~

With this in mind, Xi Wei walked around, Bai Yao was holding him with one hand, and the other hand was already stuffed with various snacks, and there was a bunch of grilled chicken wings hanging on the wings.

Just as he was leading the white harrier through a newly built, small courtyard that looked a bit grand.

The courtyard gate suddenly opened.

Two men who looked like servants carried a cloth bag and threw it on the side of the street like trash. Next to it was a stinky ditch. A few rats who were in a meeting were frightened and ran away.

Xi Wei felt that something was wrong.

He went around to the cloth bag and found that it was a dying woman covered in blood all over her body.

Seeing that she is also wearing silk clothes, her status at home should not be low.

Just why did it end up like this?

The white harrier observed even more carefully.

She found that there was still a young figure huddled beside the woman.

It was a dead child.

It looks like it's just been born, but the body doesn't seem to be fully developed.

This is a premature baby.

Xi Wei knew that the Winter Empire was a newly established empire.

Many new laws have not been implemented in other cities, or have not been fully implemented.

This led to the formation of the current unbalanced state in which only Winter City is relatively developed.

For example, although he has conquered Merton and Karanli, the mission system's evaluation of the Winter Empire has only changed from "a mess of sand" to "turbulence."

But as a king, it is impossible for him to check town by town.

This requires him to continue to develop the comprehensive strength of the entire empire, liberate the thinking of the common people, and promote a more advanced culture to form a new atmosphere in the empire.

But now that things have happened to him.

He couldn't just leave it alone.

This woman is still breathing, it is important to save lives first.

Fortunately, even though he and Bai Harrier didn't know how to heal, he carried a lot of fountains of life with him.

……

……

"I... Am I dead?"

Fia opened her eyes in confusion.

All I could see was a gray ceiling.

This is a very simple room. Most of the hotels in Dragon Fire City are in this style. A pot of green plants by the window is swaying with the wind, and the sunlight pouring down brings a little warmth.

She could smell the cashmere in the quilt on her body.

"I... my child!"

Fia lifted the quilt, but she didn't see her child. Suddenly, she remembered that her child was dead. At the moment of birth, she had no chance to be blessed by the priest, and just withered. Then she was beaten up by her husband, the cruel rich businessman, and thrown out of the house.

Yes, she was born prematurely.

But it wasn't her fault.

In a trance, the scenes from three days ago resurfaced in her mind.

……

……

"The pastor said that the blood of a pregnant woman can indeed heal the curse on Elana, you can continue to contribute a little more!" The man stood at the door of the room with his arms folded, his tone cold.

"My lord, it's been more than eight months now, and I often asked for my blood before, but Alana didn't get better at all. Now that the baby is about to be born, let's just wait..." She retorted timidly.

"What's wrong with asking for some blood?" The man frowned impatiently. Alana was his precious lover, and she couldn't be compared to this fat and ugly woman with a big belly on the bed.

"Elana's curse requires continuous healing." He shouted, "Stop talking nonsense! Come on, let the blood out!"

Two servants came into the room with long needles and a basin of water. One of them held her up while the other squatted in front of her looking for a vein in her thigh.

"No! Please, I will die if I do this. It takes a long time for my wound to heal after bleeding. The bleeding cannot stop. I have a hunch that I and the child will die if I do this! Let it go me!"

She screamed with all her might, her voice miserable and mournful.

But what ushered in was a slap in the face and a threatening look from the man.

"You can curse yourself dead!"

The man pulled her hair viciously:

"But my son must live well!"