Every time I wake up, I take the blame for the villain [Comprehensive]

It turns out that creatures behave badly regardless of race.

The generals under Wan Lian complained bitterly every day when they compared themselves to the little ghosts under the king of Hades, Wan Lian confirmed this very leisurely, "If you believe in ghosts and gods so much, do you know the role of little ghosts?" He sat on the wooden chair specially used for teaching, propped Fanzi smiled lazily, "To seduce the soul. It is used for killing people."

Ignoring his expression, his tone sounded serious.It just makes people feel that he never puts people in his eyes.

It is obvious that the martial arts has been practiced until the whole body is sweating and the eyes are blurry. When the soldiers heard this sentence, they couldn't help being shocked. They suddenly felt a chill down their spine and woke up.His smile can be said to make people feel like a spring breeze, but his words all remind them.

Even if they are ready to fight on the battlefield, what they will face in the future will not be wooden piles that do not know how to dodge, but the same people.

Flesh and blood splattered and corpses littered the field.It will not be less than the bloody smell on the road to the south.

Wan Lian didn't comment on this.He always wants these people to see blood.An army that has never seen blood, no matter how powerful it is, is just a pile of trash.Just like a sword without a sharp edge, it doesn't hurt or itch.As a weapon, if it is not painful or itchy, it is completely for the master to live with his head on his belt.

As a competent weapon, how could it be so?

Wan Lian thinks that he has been with Jiang Mu for a long time, and he still has this integrity.Otherwise, why do you say that the sword is the weapon of a gentleman?Wan Lian leaned on the chair, propped her head and smiled leisurely.

... After all, he was once a gentleman.

Even so, on the contrary, the sword is too tainted with blood, and even the magic weapon will be a monster, easy to fall into murder, and lose its nature.

Before sending them to the battlefield, they should first temper their will.Just in case the corpses scattered all over the field make them hesitate.

What Wan Lian didn't want out of his hand was a one-time consumable.

In a way, human emotion is really a very wonderful thing.Regardless of love or hate, it can support people to do many things that they could not do otherwise.For example, today, these people's hatred of the North can support these people who have never used a sword to take up arms and kill people.If there is no such emotion, it is impossible for a man carrying a hoe to wield a knife and a gun.Wan Lian appreciated this, because he did not have this ability.For a sword spirit like him, things in the world can only be divided into those that can be done and those that cannot.There has never been, as long as you work hard, you can do it.

Under the repeated torture of Wan Lian, when Xie Yan came here to inspect again, he saw that the person who had no rules a month ago and only relied on resentment to support him had completely changed his appearance at this time.

If it is more popular, maybe it should be called murderous.

Xie Yan doesn't think that simply killing chickens and sheep can train like this.Asked about this, Wan Lian looked apologetic and seemed to have no choice but to say, "It's very simple. I'll catch a few tough guys in the prison, and let the gentlemen listen to and ask them to deal with them by themselves~" He turned his eyes to the bottom and was busy with training, but he still wanted to steal The soldiers who listened saw the angry look on their faces when they mentioned the Northern Qin people, and they were not in a hurry. "The gentlemen are unwilling to tolerate, so they slaughtered those people."

One knife, one knife, another knife.

Even if she was not present in person, Wan Lian, who heard the screams, was very sympathetic.

Xie Yan frowned subconsciously.Not because of those corpses, but because of his frivolous attitude that regards life as flying.Isn't it a dangerous situation for Wen Cai to be accompanied by such a person?

Seeing his changing expression, Wan Lian couldn't hold back for a while, and smiled.Standing up and putting on Xie Yan's shoulders, he said familiarly, "Little brother, listen to what my brother said. Instead of worrying about my son, you should worry about Su Jin and Mr. Su in Xiangcheng."

Xie Yan snorted at his attitude, and pushed his hand away, "Hustle!"

After a while, he added angrily, "I don't look like a servant at all." In view of his literary talent, he didn't make his words harsh.

The subtext is that there are no rules.

Wan Lian clicked her tongue, withdrew her hand, leaned against the door, she didn't care, and asked, "Do you think your literary and virtuous brother treats me as a servant?" Since the master doesn't have much to do, why do you care so much.

If he was really like Xie Yan and other natives who imposed the rules and regulations of each era on himself, then he would not be Jiang Chen.

There are people who adapt to the whole era for the education of the era.But some people are born to change.

Rules are made to be broken.

Xie Yan, "..."

"Brother Wencai is still young, but also has a kind heart. He was completely blinded by your great deed of selling his body to bury his father. I am not so easy to deceive."

Wan Lian looked at him filled with righteous indignation, as if he really felt sorry for the young master.Endured it, couldn't hold it back, Puchi laughed unceremoniously.

"You're still young?" Although he didn't experience it at the same time, he can guarantee that the young master can become Xie Yan's grandfather...

Wan Lian thought about it carefully, and said again, "Zhai has a kind heart?"

Some things are deeply buried in the heart, no matter how well they are concealed, they cannot be changed.

Xie Yan frowned and scolded, "What's so ridiculous! Hmph!"

Wan Lian was silent for a while, and sighed, "Mr. Xie, you are indeed a good person."

Xie Yan who was issued a good person card was puzzled.

……

It has been tens of thousands of years since the last time I led an army to attack a city and conquer territory.

There is a saying in the world that sometimes, every minute and every second is like a year, but sometimes, tens of thousands of years are just a short moment.

Even if a person's memory is poor, there are always some things that cannot be forgotten.

Let alone him.

So much so that he can still recall the expression of the fox he saw when he killed someone for the first time.

The last time he stood on the city wall and watched Xiqi's army approaching densely, all he thought was that those who stand in my way will die.What is he thinking now, Jiang Chen thought about it carefully, but he was a little unclear.

What is the direction of the heart?

Some people are loyal to the emperor, some people establish careers, and some people are famous.

What is he asking for?

Freedom, success, or sophistication?

The so-called, can't get what you ask for.

Maybe there really are things you can't ask for in the world.

But what he wants, one day, he will get it.

News came soon ahead.

The court rejoiced.

On the first day, Su Jin's eloquence was only about a stick of incense, Qin envoy Wang Shao came in vertically, and left lying down.It is said that when Su Jin stepped into the door that day, he understood the principle of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness of father and son. The two argued, and Wang Shao was slightly inferior. In the end, he was so angry that he vomited blood, and was carried out of the main hall by the military doctor and sent back to Qinying.

Another seven days later, Wang Shao fell into a coma. Qin Lord's general Murong wanted to cross the Huai River, and the Jin soldiers were scattered.It is a day, and the sky is not beautiful.It was cloudy and rainy, the Huai River was flooded, and the two sides of the bank were impassable.

fifteen days.Beifu soldiers crossed the Huaikou secretly, and at the right time, they diverted the Huai River to flood Xiangcheng and defeated the Qin army.

Before the wind leaked out, Jin Court was in an uproar.Yan Daoman Guan Xiangcheng's move was inhumane and disregarded human life.

It wasn't until three days later that the people who had escaped from Xiangcheng and hid in the mountains were informed in advance that they all belonged to the Beifu army, and all kinds of words gradually stopped.No matter what they think in their hearts, the temple has to unanimously praise the Beifu army for their decisive killing and return in triumph.

Ask who came up with this plan?

Hangzhou Ma Wencai.

At the age of eight, he took over the left-wing generals of Beifu and took the post of General Zhenbei.

You have blood all over your hands.

After all, it's just a sentence.

……

The night was getting dark.Just like the thousands of moonlit nights that have ever existed in the world.

Wan Lian stood at the corner of the turret, holding the tiger talisman in her hand, and weighed it for a while, not paying any attention to the order of a hundred thousand soldiers and horses.

After a while, he stopped, took out his lotus sword from nowhere, and swung the sword flower with his backhand. The sword light looked extremely cold under the almost blue and white moonlight.Reflected in Jianfeng's pupils, a piece of clear blue.His face is not as shapeless as in the daytime.If you don't say it, you will feel that it is a completely different person.

When Jiang Chen turned over and jumped up, Wan Lian noticed something, stuffed the tiger talisman in his hand into his waist, cupped his sword and bowed, "Master."

What he showed was another look of being careless and uninhibited.

The night is gloomy, the moon is in the clouds and mists, and it is impossible to see what the two sides are thinking.Wan Lian could only see that pair of pupils reflected those slight lights, clear and merciless.

Wan Lian inexplicably felt a guilty conscience.After thinking about it, I realized that I actually had nothing to feel guilty about.

"Since you follow him, you know my identity."

Wan Lian: ...

The more unlucky it is.The worst body in the world.

Jiang Chen could see what he meant.

Make enemies of the world.

In exchange for one life, all reputations are paid.

"This life, this body, is special."

This sentence is quite meaningful.

Seeing his smile, Wan Lian's heart skipped a beat, she couldn't figure it out, she couldn't figure it out.If it is said that the person who knows the young master best in the world, even if it is the former master or the younger sister in the mouth of the former master, I am afraid that he is not as good as his sword spirit.According to Jiang Mu, this part of his personality is no different from that of the young master many years ago, and he can guess the thoughts that most young masters have not expressed.

But in fact, human nature is not single and unchanging.There are many factors that determine a thing, not character.If it was only determined by his personality, he wouldn't have made such a big mistake in his last life.

Jiang Chen flicked the dust from the corner of his jacket, his eyes were silent, and he fell into the endless void far away.His expression never looked like that of an eight-year-old child.

At night, only the faint chirping of insects could be heard in the trees.

Jiang Chen looked at the shimmering long sword in his hand, "It's called a demon."

The light blue lotus sword gradually disappeared in his hand.Wan Lian asked, "What is a demon?" Demon?He also called himself a god.

"It's different from humans, it's different from humans. It's different from ghosts, it's different from ghosts. It's different from demons, it's different from demons."

Not my race.

There are some things in the world that are so reasonable that people cannot refute them.

Wan Lian couldn't refute what he said.The meaning in the words is nothing more than to draw Lian to pay attention to the things that are different from ordinary people, including the sword that should not exist in this world.

From the beginning when he showed his sharpness to now he is good at hiding with swords, after many years of wandering, he still learned to avoid confrontation with the world.

self-taught.

Introverted.

Wan Lian seemed to understand why the sound of the piano flowing from the fingertips of this body that day was nothing unusual except moving.

Wan Lian also seems to understand why some people are not as enthusiastic about the world as ordinary people, but they never do anything wrong.

Whether it is friend or foe, it has something to do with him.He is also almost implicated in people who have nothing to do with him.

People will not hate certain things and destroy them completely, because in the world, one cannot be left alone.

All the joys and sorrows in the world are mutual.

It's human, no one can escape.