Crazy villains for redemption, I was reborn three times

After dealing with everything, it was almost dawn, and Yan Muhan brought Lu Shiran's body back to Lu's house.

There was still a vague smell of blood around the tip of his nose, but he already felt it was normal.

When Chunhong came to open the door, Yan Muhan, who looked like a ghost, and the young lady behind him were in front of her eyes.

She didn't know what happened yet, but she was a little puzzled, and subconsciously said, "Miss, are you asleep? How did you become like this..."

Recently, the young lady has become less and less close to her, only getting closer to Mu Han, and Chun Hong is still a little afraid of him. She reached out to touch her, but felt the coldness and stiffness of his hand.

Chunhong saw that the lady's hand was hanging stiffly on the side, she was numb all over, and followed up subconsciously, but saw that the lady's face was pale, and the paleness of a dead person, and there was an arrow on her body, although the arrow was broken. , but it can still be seen that the arrow penetrated her body.

She was so scared that she sat down on the ground and screamed.

Under her scream, Yan Muhan stopped and looked back at Chunhong.

Chunhong only felt chills all over her body.

She covered her mouth and trembled, and after a while, she suddenly stood up with the courage she didn't know where, and ran towards Yan Muhan, blocking his way with her hands, "Stop!" She asked loudly, "Will you What's the matter, Miss?"

But in the midst of extreme fear, some things cannot be fooled. Her legs were trembling, but she was still yelling at Yan Muhan.

"You killed the lady, you killed the lady? Why did you do this!"

Chun Hong bit her lip, her eyes were red, and tears fell from her eyes.

"Miss, she likes you so much, Miss, she is so kind to you, why are you doing this!"

Yan Muhan ignored her, just stood there and turned around, as if Qiao Sui had just fallen asleep behind him.

At this time, Lu Shi and Lu Zongyuan, who had been away for many days, had just entered the yard when they saw Chunhong crying uncontrollably, while the man in front of her was carrying their daughter on his back.

These days, the business in the neighboring town has gone wrong. They are so busy that they haven't closed their eyes for a few days. When they come back, they see people crying in the yard, and they feel unlucky.

Lu Zongyuan didn't dare to vent his anger on Yan Muhan, but he didn't forget to reprimand Chunhong.

"What are you shouting about here, when this is a market?"

But what Lu noticed was the daughter Yan Muhan was carrying on her back, her body was wet and dirty, she immediately exclaimed, "Shiran!"

She didn't even care about what kind of person was in front of her, so she wanted to go up to her daughter, "What's wrong?"

At first Lu thought she was just resting unwell, but when she stepped forward, she saw her tightly closed eyes, gray face, and dried blood stains on her chest.

Now she panicked completely, "Ninny! What's the matter with you?"

Chunhong's crying gradually became uncontrollable, "Madam, Miss, Miss, Miss..."

Lu Zongyuan walked forward stiffly, and also looked at the lifeless daughter on the man's back, his lips trembling, "Shi, Shiran? Daughter!"

He pushed Yan Muhan away and snatched Lu Shiran's body, but Yan Muhan didn't stop him, just let him snatch her away.

He knew that his miss was not this woman.

Although he also hoped that the child could wake up again, it's just that one night passed, and she didn't move at all.

Obviously, she has left.

Then it is useless for him to keep this body.

Bringing her back to Lu's family is already the utmost benevolence.

Even if it wasn't for the sake of the young lady, he would probably let this body be exposed to the wilderness like that.

His miss, will not come back again.

Lu Zongyuan's eyes were red, even the most wimpy man would be agitated to see his beloved daughter turn into this appearance.

He stepped forward and grabbed Yan Muhan's collar fiercely, "What did you do to Shiran and my daughter?"

Yan Muhan looked up at him.

Those eyes were indifferent and cold, and did not kill his daughter's guilt and struggle at all.

Lu Zongyuan only felt a wave of resentment rushing to his head.

"brute!"

He swung his fist towards Yan Muhan.

Yan Muhan leaned back slightly, Lu Zongyuan punched the air, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

And just above the roof of their Lu residence, many people appeared at some point with the same expression on their faces. When Lu Zongyuan tried to pull Yan Muhan forward, the swords around their waists were unsheathed one after another. .

It was this kind of coercion that was enough to make people breathless.

"Shiran, Shiran! My daughter, Shiran, wake up, wake up and look at your mother!"

Lu Shi didn't even care about what happened beside her, she hugged her daughter's corpse, wept bitterly, almost fainting.

"Ah!" Her tone was extremely painful, full of grief, and the whole Lu family was filled with a depressive atmosphere.

But Yan Muhan just turned and left indifferently under the noise of crying.

There was nothing he missed here.

Lu Zongyuan knelt on the ground at this time, but suddenly took a dagger from his arms, and rushed towards Yan Muhan.

"Bastard, I want you to be buried with my son!"

Yan Muhan seemed to have eyes behind him, and took a few steps in the other direction slightly, Lu Zongyuan fell aside and was held by Wei Ying.

Lu Zongyuan could only watch the man go further and further away, and wanted to cry out in grief, but he just let out an ugly roar.

Wei Ying said coldly, "Miss Lu saved our son from death. I am very grateful. I will leave Miss Lu's funeral to you. We will bear all the expenses. My condolences. Our people will stay to help."

Wei Ying knew in her heart the grief of losing their daughter, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Lu trembled all over, covered his face and wept bitterly.

She looked at her daughter whose body was already stiff, and she cried out more and more miserable, holding her breath in her chest, and passed away with grief.

"lady!"

Chunhong screamed.

Parents love their children with sincere affection, and Lu Shiran is their only daughter, and they regard her as all hope for the future, but now, only a cold corpse is left of their beloved daughter, no matter what they were like before. People, at this moment, are just ordinary parents who have lost their children.

When Wei Ying heard these movements, she could only shake her head helplessly, and then quickened her pace to catch up with her young master.

He is not in the right state now, Wei Ying really can't rest assured.

"Young master, this subordinate is guilty. This subordinate shouldn't have brought Miss Lu there."

When Wei Ying said this, he even thought about what he would face.

Yan Muhan didn't look back.

Wei Ying's throat choked slightly.

Knowing that the young master did not plan to blame him.

Otherwise, he would have been separated long ago.

He has a strange temperament, but he is not a born cruel and bloodthirsty person.

Wei Ying probably knew what he was feeling at this moment.

Because he has seen with his own eyes during this time, how kind that woman is to the young master, her gentle smile, and her wholehearted dedication to the young master.

Seeing his swaying footsteps, Wei Ying immediately stepped forward.

From yesterday to now, the young master has been in an extremely abnormal state, mentally speaking whether it is good or bad, and he has been holding on like this until now.

It must have been hard work.

……

Yan Muhan was unconscious during this time, knowing that he heard a gentle and quiet voice.

"Mu Han, Mu Han..."

"Why did you sleep for so long? Wake up, be hungry, get up and eat something."

Yan Muhan slowly opened his eyes, but there was no one in front of him.

He stood up, he was not at Lu's house, this yard was temporarily set up by Wei Ying, and there was a grave in front of it.

Wei Ying looked at the young master standing in front of the tomb, for a long time, even the whole morning passed like this, and he still didn't feel tired.

Wei Ying just sighed, raised his head and found that there was no trace of the person in front of him, so he hurriedly followed.

Before Yan Muhan knew it, he had already stood in front of the blacksmith shop for a while.

The shopkeeper inside came out with a smile on his face.

"Are you here to get the sword? It's just that it will take at least a month to make this sword. You came too early."

Looking at his expressionless face, he seemed a little puzzled, and the shopkeeper was a little dazed.

"You don't know? As for the blueprint sent by the lady of the Lu family two days ago, she wants to make a sword for you. Now our craftsmen are making it."

The girl was generous, the money was already paid, and their attitude was very good.

"It's just that it's really impossible to make a sword so fast. Didn't Miss Lu also say that the best blacksmith must do it carefully, and she can wait."

Only then did Yan Muhan know.

It turned out that she had been thinking about him all the time.

"Ah."

Hearing the laughter overflowing from his mouth, the shopkeeper subconsciously took half a step back and looked at him for some reason.

Yan Muhan slowly raised his head, "I'm here to thank the shopkeeper, after I'm done, just leave it to him."

Seeing that there was nothing strange about his expression, the shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief and saw Wei Ying behind him.

He was a little apprehensive, but still smiled dryly, "Yes, I understand."

Wei Ying looked at the smile on the young master's lips, but she didn't feel relieved, on the contrary, she raised her heart even more.

"My lord..." He followed.

Yan Muhan looked back at him, "Well, you've worked hard these two days, check carefully and find out who is trying so hard to take my life."

Wei Ying was worried, "Master, you..."

Yan Muhan said, "Don't worry about me."

Seeing that he seemed to have calmed down a lot, Wei Ying respectfully said yes.

Where no one noticed, the slightly upward arc of Yan Muhan's mouth gradually disappeared.

Yan Muhan said, "Don't you want to go back to Beijing? I'm going to leave in two days."

Wei Ying was taken aback for a moment, he thought it would not be so soon.

Yan Muhan said no more.

He looked forward, but there was no longer the figure that he could see when he raised his head...

But it seemed that the warmth of that embrace still remained in his arms. She hugged him tightly, as if protecting her most important treasure.

I really want to see her one more time.

Up to now, only the cold wind of this winter is left, as if mocking his wishful thinking.

Wei Ying felt that he might want to be alone, so he went to the distance silently.

But after a while, the sky actually started to snow.

Even if it's just a little snow.

Snow fell on his shoulders and hands.

Yan Muhan recalled the winter many years ago.

His so-called mother's body became cold little by little.

Yan Muhan smiled sarcastically.

Is it because he is born ominous, or is it a trick of fate? It has always been like this.

As if he should be like this, losing everything.