After the villain was scumbag, he was reborn

When he saw the white snow-capped mountains in front of him, Chu Yan was in a daze, as if he couldn't remember where it was.

He seemed to be trudging through time alone and bumpy, and he seemed to be watching a person's complicated and short life, and then he struggled and shouted in the depths of hell, but no one could hear the hysterical despair in his heart.

Chu Yan touched his chest belatedly, the heart inside was beating hot and excited.

still alive.

He thought he died with Fu Shiyu, but he came back anyway.

No... and Fu Shiyu!

Chu Yan was like a drunkard who suddenly became sober, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the wooden box that fell on the ground.

It turned out that this blood-stained rag was a small piece of clothing that the man had left before his death.

His fingertips trembled, and he picked it up with great care, and held it carefully in his palm, as if he was holding that person's hand tightly, as if he wanted to crush this rag into powder.

Just as he was about to leave, he accidentally saw a small and exquisite jade bottle in the wooden box. Thinking of something, Chu Yan hurriedly picked up the jade bottle, opened it, and found a small bottle of transparent and crystal clear liquid inside.

Although he had never seen what Han Chanxue looked like, there was no need for that man to lie to himself. Chu Yan clenched the jade bottle in his hand and began to look for a way out of the Extreme Cold Valley.

Daqing Barracks

A full moon hangs in the bleak night sky, and the dark clouds cover the clear light indistinctly, like a layer of unreal and misty veil.

"Go away!" Ying Zhu, who rushed back late at night, pushed away the soldiers blocking the way irritably, and stepped into the military tent in a hurry.

Before seeing the situation clearly, he began to report: "General, I received a report that the Xiongnu has already started to organize the army and is preparing to go to the Shanhai Strait overnight."

"Really?" A rough voice with a smile sounded beside his ears.

Ying Zhu heard that the voice was not from his own general, his heart was shocked, and he looked up quickly, only to see a person lying on the back of the short table above him.

There was a sharp light in Manda's eyes, and he casually threw a peeled walnut into his mouth. In order to make Ying Zhu understand, he specially changed the broken Chinese dialect, "What did you just say?"

Ying Zhu was stunned for a moment, then quickly pulled out the knife at his waist, and just as he was about to fly forward, someone put a big knife on his neck first, and the cold front seemed to pierce the flesh, directly threatening the blood flowing inside.

Hada still had a piece of dog's tail grass in his mouth, and he sounded a bit vague, "Don't move around, or your head will be chopped off."

Huns talk a little bit with a tongue roll, and their accent sounded weird, so Ying Yiyi didn't understand what he said for a while. After he realized it, he didn't have the temperament to be angry, and he immediately got angry and scolded you. Grandma, I plan to fight Hada with a knife.

"General Ying, I advise you not to fight against us, your general is in our hands now." Manda squeezed the walnut crisply in his hand, and smiled a little smugly, "If you want your general to live, please also ask General Ying Answer a few questions for us."

Upon hearing this, Ying Zhu, who was originally looking furious, put the raised saber back on his leg, and said coldly, "Where is the general?"

Manda smiled and didn't answer. After a long time, he said leisurely: "As long as you answer, I will tell you."

"..." Ying Zhu was silent for a moment, and said impatiently, "What's the problem?"

"Don't let me betray Daqing, betray the general, and drive me into a hurry. At worst, I will die with you."

The Hada blade behind him directly scratched a bloody mouth on Ying Zhu's neck, squinted and said, "You fucking be honest!"

Manda threw away the broken walnuts in his hand, stood up from behind the case, and walked to Ying Zhu at a leisurely pace.

"General Ying is loyal and courageous, and Manda really admires him." He patted Ying Zhu on the shoulder, "Don't worry, betrayal is out of the question, you just need to tell me where Prince Guangling is."

Ying Zhu's expression changed slightly, and he cursed: "I was sent by the general to survey the terrain, how do I know where the prince went!"

Before they finished speaking, Manda punched him unceremoniously in the abdomen. They were born with supernatural powers, and when they punched, Yingzhu felt that the intestines inside seemed to be twisted into a ball, and the pain made his facial features a little hideous.

Manda said in a dangerous tone: "General Ying, I hope you will be honest, and you will suffer less."

Ying Zhu bared his teeth and sneered and said, "I don't know what I said, but you fucking have the ability to kill me!"

"Kill you?" Manda's eyes were cold, "That would be too cheap for you."

"I said, if you don't answer, your general will die."

When mentioning King Guangling, Ying Zhu's expression softened slightly, and he asked calmly, "Where is the general?"

"You let me see the general first, and I will tell you where the son is!"

"I think you don't know what the situation is, and you dare to negotiate terms with us!" Hada held the handle of the knife, too lazy to talk to him, just about to cut his throat, but Manda gave him an angry look and stopped him. his actions.

Manda looked outside the military tent and shouted, "Bring people up."

After about half a cup of tea, two Hun soldiers took the blindfolded and tied King Guangling into the tent.

"General!" Upon seeing King Guangling, Ying Zhu's expression changed suddenly, and just as he was about to rush forward, he was forced to stop by the sharp knife on his neck.

King Guangling yelled hoarsely, "Should be exiled?"

"Yes." Ying Zhu responded immediately, remembering something, and asked again: "What happened?"

He had only left for a few days, why the Huns had already broken into their camp.

When he was puzzled and puzzled in his heart, someone solved his confusion the next moment. When Ying Zhu saw the figure coming in from behind with the curtain opened, his face was startled, and after he realized it, he immediately shouted furiously: "It turned out to be you!"

Duke Qing, who was wearing a purple brocade robe, looked expressionless on his lined face. He went straight to Manda and blessed himself, "Join Zuo Xianwang."

Ying Zhu, who was poured over his head by a basin of cold water, still couldn't believe it, so he said, "Duke, you..."

"Okay." Manda waved his hand, "I don't want to hear you chatting about these routines now."

"Take General Dingyuan down."

"Wait!" Although King Guangling is now under the control of others, the fierce aura around him still took the two Huns back. There is nothing to be afraid of, but you should chase..."

He pointedly threatened: "Don't do anything to disappoint me."

Ying Zhu's heart tightened, a few traces of struggle appeared in his eyes, Manda took the emotion on his face into his eyes, his expression became a little gloomy for a moment, secretly cursing that this old thing would be picky.

"General Ying has been seen by others now, can we talk about it?" Manda asked with a smile.

Ying Zhu didn't speak, and after a long time, she said in a deep voice, "Come here with your ears, I'll tell you."

"Brother, be careful!" Hada yelled worriedly, "I'm afraid this bastard is going to play tricks!"

Manda looked dignified, stood for a while, then walked up to Ying Zhu, and slowly bent down.

But in an instant, accidents happened.

Ying Zhu, who was expressionless, suddenly brought up a gloomy smile, took advantage of his unpreparedness, and crazily bit Manda's ear.

He used such force that it seemed that he wanted to tear off Manda's ears, and the blood slid down his temples to the front of his clothes. Ying Zhu's chin was released, and his sharp teeth stuck in his ears loosened a little bit.

Ying Zhu spat Manda's face with the rusty blood foam in his mouth, "I want to threaten your grandpa, but you're still young."

Manda touched the blood holes in his ears, his eyes were fierce, and he said in a sinister tone, "Drag on."

"Take a good look at him, I don't believe that I can't break your tough bones!"

There was no sign of fear on Ying Zhu's face, and he said mockingly: "Whoever is afraid is the grandson, you can kill me if you have the ability, otherwise don't think that if you whip twice, your grandpa will admit defeat."

"Let me tell you, the little energy you guys have is not as good as the two tickles I gave you when a woman was on the bed."

Before Manda could speak, Hada behind him jumped into a rage and said, "Okay, I will personally interrogate you and see how long you can keep your mouth so hard tonight!"

"A kid who doesn't even have full hair, and he claims to be an old man, and he's not afraid of losing his life." Ying Zhu was very talkative, and he didn't know how to speak dirty words, so he said disdainfully: "I don't think you even touched a woman's breasts, you kid. You even tried to teach me a lesson, what a joke."

Hada was so angry that his face turned red, and he cursed and asked Ying Zhu to be dragged down.

A military doctor came in and was helping Manda to bandage the wound. He put his booted feet on the table, looked at Qing Guogong who was standing opposite, and said in a dangerous tone: "Your method doesn't work, he won't say. "

Duke Qing's face was flat, without a hint of anxiety. He stroked his goatee and said in a deep thought: "Since we can't find Prince Guangling, it's better to let him come out by himself."

Manda frowned, "What do you mean?"

"The son of Guangling hasn't shown up for so long. It must be because he doesn't know what happened to the barracks. Why don't King Zuoxian make the intention to lead his troops to attack Langya Valley? If the son hears the news, he will naturally be unable to sit still. King Zuoxian is only You need to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit to catch the turtle in the urn."

Manda nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on Duke Qing's face with deep meaning, "Your Excellency, I will abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and this king will definitely not treat you badly in the future."

Hearing this, Duke Qing didn't see joy on his face, he even looked a little cold, he just leaned forward and said: "May the Zuoxian King win the banner and conquer the frontier pass in one fell swoop."

Manda waved away the military doctor's hand, raised the wine bottle on the case, and laughed confidently: "That's natural."

A rumbling and rolling carriage slowly passed the country road. The person driving the carriage in the front room was a short woman with a hood on her head, which completely covered her face.

While swinging his horsewhip, Chao Luo asked the people in the car, "My lord, where are we going?"

Fu Shiyu had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was still a little pale, his black hair was only tied up with a simple wooden hairpin, he was lazily propping his chin with one hand, and was looking at the ghost riding order in his hand.

"Go find someone."

Chao Luo asked curiously, "Where is this person?"

Fu Shiyu put away the ghost riding order, leaned on the couch with a thick mattress, his eyes were a little dark, "in the prison."

The author has something to say: the third shift is over today, and the third shift will be tomorrow.