Crazy villains for redemption, I was reborn three times

Yan Muhan took Lu Shiran's body and walked unsteadily for a long time.

Half a day passed like a walking dead, and he seemed to have said something and probably done something.

But no impression.

The thinking in the brain also fell into chaos.

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"How long has this woman been dead?"

"Look, is there a child over there?"

"How long has he been with this corpse?"

"My God! It's disgusting!"

Beside the woman's rotten corpse, a dirty figure stood up slowly, and everyone avoided it.

When he moved forward a little, the others retreated one after another.

"His mother died of illness. This child is probably sick too. Hurry up, he's so dirty!"

It was very dirty. Mosquitoes and flies were flying around the six or seven-year-old child. He hadn't bathed and changed clothes for many days, and he had been staying next to the corpse. It was dirty and smelly.

No one will like it.

The boy looked up and looked at these people.

"He, what kind of eyes is that in his eyes?"

And there were obviously a few adults watching at the door, but no one dared to approach.

Because his eyes really don't look like a child's.

No emotions, no ups and downs, no tears, staggeringly walking.

Like the evildoer in Zhiguai novels, ruthless and murderous without blinking an eye.

It's clearly just a child, but it's frightening to death.

"Who, who stopped him!"

But they didn't know that the young man hadn't eaten for several days, let alone killing people, as long as he had half a day left, he would probably die.

When he fell down, the unpleasant smell on his body dissipated, and the eyes and noses of the onlookers turned away.

He had an excellent memory since he was a child, even though there were several double images in front of his eyes, he still remembered the expressions on all of their faces.

It was the disgust and disgust that came from the bottom of my heart to the surface.

The screen turns.

A hand caressed his forehead.

The icy cold thorn scratching powder was evenly sprinkled on his wound.

A cloak was lightly covering him.

No disgust, no disgust.

Her eyes were clear and bright, and she smiled slightly.

The person in front of her touched her belly and said to herself, "I'm hungry." She looked up at him, "You are hungry too."

The meatballs that night were very sweet.

Later she said that the food was not easy to digest and should not be eaten at night.

But they didn't know that a snack that night filled the emptiness in the teenager's belly that had lasted for more than ten years.

"Why don't you tell me when you go out? Did I tell you that it's dangerous outside, so you must be careful and don't go out if you have nothing to do?"

"Do you know how long I've been looking for you because I'm worried about you?"

"I'm not saying that you need to tell me where you go, but you also know the situation you encountered before. Some people are eyeing you and me. Even though you may be able to deal with them, will the people who can't keep them all compare with each other?" Be strong."

"How old are you, what about those people? I know you are already very good now, and maybe you will be better than everyone in a few years, but you have to have the next day, but if you get injured before that, or it's more serious ——You died directly, so what’s the point?”

"I'm not blaming you, Mu Han."

"I had a dream a while ago. I dreamed that someone was going to kill you. I dreamed that you were invincible. I dreamed that they stabbed a knife into your chest, and you bled a lot."

"I couldn't help but think, how painful it is, how cold it must be after bleeding so much, if it doesn't get cured, will it die, if it gets cured temporarily, will it leave a hidden illness..."

The knife didn't kill him, nor did it leave him with any hidden illness.

But took her away.

Yan Muhan didn't know that his eyes were already red at the moment.

Lu Shiran...

He could hardly bear all this in his heart, and he suddenly began to doubt.

Do you really care about this woman so much?

Perhaps it was just that when he was young, he was born in the endless darkness, in the eternal night that could not wait for dawn, so when he saw a glimmer of light, he wanted to grab it with all his strength.

That's it.

That's all...

When Yan Muhan's thoughts returned to reality from the chaos, there was a woman's panicked voice next to his ears.

"No, don't, don't!"

"No, don't come here!

"Don't kill me! You can't kill me! The Wang family will report to the officials! Xianyu will make the decision for me!"

When Xu Yan realized that she was brought to this ghostly place, she panicked, and she could only move Wang Xianyu out subconsciously.

It's just that she was very confused when she said these words.

Especially when she saw the man next to Lu Shiran, she became even more stiff.

But no matter what she shouted, it was useless.

Because obviously, the man in front of him doesn't care about these at all.

He didn't look like he was afraid of seeing an official at all.

There was another woman beside her, whom Xu Yan also knew, it was Lin Qiuyu.

Surrounded by well-trained men, the two of them knelt on the ground like cattle.

Wei Ying on the side looked at them coldly, "I heard that you smiled happily when you heard the news of Miss Lu's death."

Because of Miss Lu's death, the young master has become very strange, but these two people are taking pleasure in other people's misfortune, and they really want to die.

Under his gloomy expression, Xu Yan trembled like a sieve.

"I know I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Xu Yan and Lin Qiuyu also trembled when they looked at the man who looked like a hellish Shura in front of them.

"I didn't laugh..."

Wei Ying said, "You didn't laugh, but it's true that you tripped Miss Lu?"

"Yes, I found someone to take care of her, but we don't know why Lu Shiran died, it has nothing to do with us!"

At this time, Yan Muhan who had never said a word spoke up.

His voice was faint, and he couldn't hear any sadness or sadness, as if Lu Shiran's death didn't have much impact on him.

"Of course I know that her death has nothing to do with you. The reason why you were arrested is purely because of...disgusting."

Lin Qiuyu is more stable than Xu Yan.

Even at this time, she still has reason.

"Lu Shiran is indeed dead, but have you forgotten how she treated you before?"

In this house, she can sometimes hear many things.

"For a person like her, even if she repents, she can't change the past, right? She doesn't regret dying at all!"

Yan Muhan curled his lips, "You're right."

He said the same thing before.

He realized that he and this annoying thing in front of him were actually the same thing.

Seeing that he seemed to appreciate Lin Qiuyu's remarks, Xu Yan immediately followed her, "Yes, Lu Shiran, that bitch, she deserves to die, she's crazy and flirtatious! She always thinks highly of herself, she's just a merchant girl, a lowly bitch thing!"

She had just finished talking, and hadn't finished talking yet, so she let out a snort.

Her arm was cut off from the shoulder.

Yan Muhan turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

That gaze seemed to be looking at something dirty.

"Who told you to talk?"

Xu Yan was so painful that she almost fainted.

She had never seen a person with such cruel methods.

This is clearly a monster, his eyes, his behavior, this is a lunatic at all, his normal appearance around Lu Shiran is all pretended by him.

She looked at her bare shoulders and screamed in pain and collapse.

Yan Muhan laughed.

"You said just now that the Wang family will report to the officials, do you really think so? I'm afraid they will be too busy to take care of themselves in the future, and will care about your life?"

Xu Yan's gaze lost a little bit of despair.

Because she knew what he said was the truth.

Yan Muhan didn't kill Wang Xianyu because he had other plans to keep him.

Lin Qiuyu was already covered in cold sweat.

Is this person in front of you really the same person as the person standing behind Lu Shiran in the past?

Lin Qiuyu's lips trembled violently, and after a while, she could still try to negotiate terms with Yan Muhan.

"Don't kill me, I can do anything." She even said without hesitation, "I can be your most loyal servant!"

"Oh." Yan Muhan lifted his eyelids slightly.

His tone was extremely contemptuous, "You?"

Lin Qiuyu read some information in his eyes that did not smile at all, which made her terrified.

He wants her dead.

And definitely not a good way to die.

Sure enough, he looked at her in disgust, and said calmly.

"What do you think I want to keep you now and bring you out again?"

Under his false smile, Lin Qiuyu heard his indifferent voice.

"She hates you so much, she will be very happy to see you appearing in front of her in embarrassment, right?"

Lin Qiuyu froze.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether the person in front of her hated Lu Shiran, or what kind of mood she was holding.

She said that Lu Shiran deserved to die, and he agreed, but in order to make her happy, he wanted them to die?

But she didn't have time to tell. Behind him, someone was boiling water early in the morning. This time, since she was carrying a pot of boiling water, she walked towards her step by step.

Yan Muhan just watched without interest.

He would pick off their tendons so that even if they turned into ghosts, they wouldn't be able to hurt her at all.

He propped his chin with one hand, and looked at the two women who were crying wildly and shaking their heads. The expressions on their faces were clearly tired, but they made people feel extremely sinister.

After taking a good rest, I suddenly felt tired, as if it came from the bottom of my heart.

Wei Ying stood aside, he listened to the woman's frantic shouts, and looked at his son's empty eyes.

My heart is so hairy...