After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

Seeing the person in front stop, Manda hurriedly motioned to the soldiers beside him to arrest him, and said with a sullen face, "Take him in!"

Black tides surged in Chu Yan's pupils, as he stared closely at the tent brightly lit by candles.

The sheepskin curtains concealed the scene inside the tent, and he clenched his fists so hard that his fingers overflowed with wet and sticky blood.

Two Hun soldiers stepped forward and were about to escort him in, when Chu Yan's expressionless eyes swept across their faces, and the two of them suddenly fell into an ice cave, their raised hands froze in the air.

Mandahu narrowed his eyes dangerously, strode forward, and said darkly: "Young Master Guangling, don't forget whose territory this is!"

Chu Yan didn't answer, and after a long time, he asked gloomyly, "Who just went in?"

Manda looked strange, "My brother, what's wrong?"

Seeing Chu Yan's fierce sword eyebrows slightly frowned, he explained: "He injured his front leg, so he didn't go to the battlefield much."

"Ah."

Chu Yan responded in an unclear manner, and did not let them escort him away. Although his body was tied with a rope, his expression was always calm, and he turned around and entered the Chinese army tent behind him.

Manda stared suspiciously at his back, and followed him into the room.

As soon as he entered the tent, Hada threw Fu Shiyu onto the couch anxiously, and leaned over to press him down.

Fu Shiyu's long hair was scattered by his side like a waterfall, and there was a gentle smile on Fu Rong's beautiful face, showing no sign of resistance.

Such a well-behaved appearance that can be picked and played by others is enough to make any man burn with evil and lust.

Hada's eyes almost stared straight, and his mouth smelled of alcohol moved closer to Fu Shiyu's face.

A pair of slender and beautiful hands were slowly raised, pressing against his lips that were emitting hot breath.

The hard stubble made his palms itch, Fu Shiyu smiled and said, "Your Highness, you haven't taken off your clothes yet."

Hada carelessly pecked and kissed the palm of his hand, and said vaguely, "Just take it off."

"Your Highness." The voice sounded like the clash of silver bells, like a gurgling spring, and Hada's heart burned even more when he heard it.

The smile on Fu Shiyu's face became more and more overflowing, and he said softly: "The armor on your body is too hard, you are panicking."

The beauty is present, but she can't eat it for a long time.

Hada's anxious eyes were red, and he stood up again, tearing off his armor, taking off his inner jacket and outer shirt, leaving only a pair of obscene trousers that reached his knees.

Fu Shiyu glanced lightly, the thing towered so high, it must have been suppressed to the limit.

Hada's hot body pressed up again, and he smiled lewdly, "It's all right now, beauty."

"Uncle really can't wait!"

Fu Shiyu smiled, and pointedly drew a circle on Hada's chest with his light-white fingertips.

Hada hastily clasped his hand in the palm of his hand, kissed a few times heavily, staring at the delicate and charming face below with fiery eyes, rolling his Adam's apple desperately, wishing to rub this beauty tightly into his arms.

With these thoughts in his heart, his actions followed closely. He buried his head close to Fu Shiyu's ear, while his hands were tearing vigorously at the dark red brocade skirt on the beauty below, impatient to see what magnificent scenery was hidden under the gorgeous clothes.

He smelled the faint fragrance of Fu Shiyu's body, his eyes were fascinated, his right hand slowly slid to Fu Shiyu's thigh, and he inadvertently touched something hidden in the silky brocade.

"What?" Hada asked strangely, just about to look up.

"Your Highness, haven't you seen..." Fu Shiyu hesitated to speak, stretched out his hand and slowly hooked his neck, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up, he gently leaned close to his ear, and smiled maliciously, "Big dick?"

Before Hada understood what JB meant, a sharp and exquisite dagger was pressed against his neck.

The scorching body temperature gradually subsided with the cold sharp blade, his pupils constricted, and finally reacted belatedly, and just wanted to get up.

The dagger in Fu Shiyu's hand got closer, and soon drew a bright red bloodstain on Hada's dark neck.

He hooked his lips and smiled, "It's the first time I hold this, Your Highness, it's best not to act rashly."

"In order not to frighten me, I accidentally scratched harder, your throat..."

Fu Shiyu's words stopped abruptly, Hada stared at the man's smiling face, his heart trembled, and his hairs stood on end.

He asked grimly, "Who are you?"

Fu Shiyu smiled without answering, and after a long time, he said, "Your Highness, get up first."

"I'm not very comfortable with that thing under you."

Hada didn't expect that this flowery beauty would be so straightforward, she turned ashamed, and hurriedly turned over and got down on the bed.

Fu Shiyu stood up following his movements, without moving the dagger at all, and said flatly: "Shout."

"What are you shouting for?" Hada asked intentionally.

Fu Shiyu said nothing, and pressed the dagger harder.

Hada's neck hurt, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and found blood on his palm, his expression suddenly became serious, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and shouted angrily to the outside of the camp: "Come here!"

"Come on! There are assassins!"

Fu Shiyu pushed him out of the tent, and the Huns in the tent were startled and ran over in unison.

When he saw his strong second prince wearing only a pair of obscene trousers and being coerced into the arms of a fragile beauty, he couldn't hold back his smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched as if he was about to convulse.

Hearing their snickering, Hada's face turned a little embarrassed, and he said angrily, "Don't laugh!"

Fu Shiyu didn't seem to see the scrutiny and mockery on their faces, and said calmly: "Tell your eldest prince to come out."

"Or I'll kill him."

The Xiongnu who were watching from the opposite side looked at each other and couldn't help bursting into laughter, completely disbelieving that he would really kill someone.

Even Hada, who was held hostage, laughed and said, "It's fine to have a little temper, this prince can't bear to part with such a beautiful beauty like you, who will become the soul of my elder brother's sword."

Fu Shiyu let them laugh contemptuously, and the dagger in his hand suddenly changed direction, and the tip of the knife was firmly pressed against Hada's throat.

The Xiongnu, who was laughing loudly on the opposite side, suddenly stopped laughing. Hada's complexion changed slightly, and he said in a trembling voice, "What...what do you mean?"

The night wind blew up Fu Shiyu's long hair that fell on his temples. His warm and lustrous peach blossom eyes were rarely without a smile. They were as cold as ice, and deep as abyss in their pupils. The night is like a haunted ghost.

"Go call."

The unwavering tone fell in my ears, like the knock on the door approaching by ghosts and gods.

Hada, who was hanging on the string, was the first to react, and shouted in panic, "Hurry up and call!"

"Go and call my elder brother! Call me!"

"What's the noise?"

Manda, who was busy interrogating Chu Yan, plucked out his ears, and stepped out of the tent of the Chinese army irritatedly.

When he saw Hada being kidnapped, he was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the indistinguishable beauty holding a dagger...

After a long silence, Manda couldn't help cursing an idiot.

When Hada received his elder brother's disgusting look, he felt ashamed and angry at once, and cursed endlessly: "My elder brother has come out, and you fucking don't let me go!"

After speaking, he looked at Manda again, and said suspiciously: "Brother, this vicious, stinky female cousin is not yours, is it? Otherwise, why would he go to the barracks to find you?"

Manda's eyes turned cold, and she said angrily, "Shut up!"

Fu Shiyu didn't seem to hear the ugly words in his mouth, his eyes were calm, and he said coldly: "Let the prince go."

Hearing the word Shizi, the faces of the two of them were slightly condensed, and Hada asked in puzzlement, "What Shizi?"

Manda was stunned for a while, and when he realized it, he immediately laughed and said, "So it's the son of Guangling!"

"The son of Guangling?"

Hada immediately turned pale with fright.

He had injured his leg before, and he hadn't been on the battlefield much this year, but he had heard of the great reputation of the son of Guangling.

He wiped out nearly [-] Xiongnu in Shantang Gorge as soon as he came directly, and became famous since then.

The Xiongnu barracks even gave him the title of the cold-faced Hades, and even faintly overshadowed the prestige of General Dingyuan.

I heard that he is still the son of General Dingyuan, he really is a formidable young man with a bright future.

Hada just ran wildly with Fu Shiyu in his arms, and didn't notice the situation here. Hearing this, he said angrily, "You're looking for Prince Guangling to go to his military camp! Why are you here?"

Fu Shiyu looked at Manda who was standing opposite with deep eyes, and asked softly, "Where are the others?"

Manda remained silent, staring at him fiercely, Fu Shiyu had no fear in his eyes, and met his mighty eyes straightly.

The Huns next to them held their breath, and no one dared to speak.

When Hada realized that the tip of the knife had been pierced into his throat, he was so frightened that he was sweating profusely and his face turned pale.

He stammered and shouted: "Big...Brother."

Manda withdrew his gaze, scolded the trash bitterly, turned to the Xiongnu next to him and said irritably, "Bring him out."

"Yes."

Catching a glimpse of the sinister gaze of the elder brother opposite, Hada shrank his head even more, like a frightened huge quail.

It was almost half a cup of tea, before people came out, Manda just wanted to send someone to look.

As a result, Chu Yan, who was loosening the rope, stepped out of the tent, holding a bloody long-handled knife in his hand. Obviously, all the Huns inside had died.

Manda's heart was heavy. He never expected that he could break free from the rope after suffering such a serious injury, and even killed several soldiers guarding him.

Who is this son of Guangling? Since he is so capable, why was he so unknown before, and only now has he become famous.

When Chu Yan saw Fu Shiyu holding Hada hostage, his eyes were startled, obviously he didn't expect this scene.

Manda sarcastically said: "The prince of Guangling is very lucky, even his concubine has found the barracks."

"..."

There was silence all around, and the atmosphere was tense, like the strings on a bow.

Seeing that Chu Yan seemed to be fine, Fu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Manda, "Please help us prepare a horse, the eldest prince."

Manda had a gloomy expression, seeing Hada's pleading eyes, finally raised his hand unbearably, "Do as he said."

The Xiongnu soldiers should be, and soon brought up a good horse with a shiny mane, and Fu Shiyu walked out of the barracks with Hada in his arms.

Manda and the other Huns wanted to follow, but Fu Shiyu's knife tip mercilessly pierced into the flesh on the surface.

"Don't move! Stop!"

Hada was so frightened that his knees went limp immediately, and he almost collapsed to his knees on the ground.

Chu Yan got on the horse, the anesthetic for the arrow wound on his thigh had worn off, and he could barely move freely, holding the rein to follow Fu Shiyu's figure.

Seeing that he had walked not far away, Chu Yan slowly eased off the armor on his body, and said indifferently, "It's fine."

Fu Shiyu nodded almost invisible, pushed Hada out forcefully, and then tightly held Chu Yan's extended hand.

There was a severe tearing pain in the shoulder, Chu Yan's lips turned pale, and he couldn't hold back a low moan.

He gritted his teeth and pulled the man onto the horse, and the blood-stained armor fell on Fu Shiyu's shoulders.

Chu Yan passed his hands through his slender waist, and shouted in a deep voice, "Drive!"

The brown horse was galloping away into the distance. At the moment of galloping out, the rain of arrows shot down from the sky and rained down on the horse's hooves, and several times the feathered arrows flashed coldly and almost passed by. Fu Shiyu could clearly smell the bloody smell from the tip of his nose. some.

He turned his head slightly and looked at the indifferent and profound facial features of the man behind him. The tight jaw line made his whole face look tough and resolute.

The strange burning sensation in his chest rose again, and he looked back silently.

In the depths of the night, there is no light, like the mouth of a wild beast.

Riding his horse and flying all the way, when he saw that the Huns were about to be thrown away, Chu Yan suddenly turned his head, his dark eyes fixed on Hada, who was not far away from embarrassment and became angry, and then threw the long knife in his hand like a thunderbolt.

The furious Hada caught a glimpse of the gleaming blade approaching, and immediately retreated a few steps reflexively.

The hard soles of the boots grazed the dirt in a hurry, and then because of the inertia, they bent their knees and knelt on the ground.

——The flying long-handled knife was extremely dangerous, and it was stuck straight between the legs.

Hada's mind was blank, and he raised his head and looked forward with a dazed expression.

At the last breath of the brown horse disappearing into the night, Chu Yan slightly curled the corner of his mouth.

Extremely fast, like a flash in the pan, fleeting, carrying ridicule and contempt that are too thick to dissolve.

The author has something to say: the daily life of the thousand-character income list:

Me: "I must have collapsed writing! Keep dropping!"

Jiyou: "Just got caught, there are ups and downs, it's normal."

A few days later:

Me: "I must have collapsed writing! It's still failing!"

Friends: "Congratulations."

I:"???"

Friends: "Clear on Monday, and there will be a list on Thursday."

If there is no list on Thursday:

Me: "Crash."

Jiyou: "Just got caught, there are ups and downs, it's normal."

I:"……"