Yan Huan

Tang Mu felt a pain in his knee, and he fell back stiffly, his body was weak and his head was still not clear, when he felt a cold light flash in front of his eyes, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at his eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Tang Mu looked at Yan Huan who was condescendingly looking down at him, his scarlet eyes were full of hatred, he was unable to struggle and said with red eyes, "I didn't mean to tie you back, I don't know You are from Zheyan Villa!"

He also had bad luck. That day in the mountains, he mistakenly saw Yan Huan in ragged clothes, and thought that he was just an ordinary citizen with good looks, so he was stunned and tied back. Before he could do anything in the future, he Seeing Yan Huan who woke up shouting that he was from Zheyan Villa, although he was lustful, he couldn't help hesitating, so he ordered someone to put him in a dungeon to be investigated. Never thought that when he was drunk and raped him He was almost stabbed to death by him, and he was tortured in anger. Who knew that he was rescued by Zheyan Villa within two days, and then his legs were broken and he was raised for half a year before he was able to see him well.

Listening to Tang Mu's trembling words, Yan Huan felt a chill in his heart, and his brain felt as if he was being stabbed by a needle. No, he doesn't want to hear this voice, shut up!Shut up... The screams around brought back Yan Huan's clarity, watching the red puffs emerge, seeing Tang Mu's unbelievable expression, he raised the sword up and tried to insert it again like a demon At that time, the wrist was pinched.

Yan Mingrang looked at Yan Huan who had started without saying a word, and frowned and just wanted to say I'm coming, but the man with red eyes squeezed his mouth tightly and broke free from his hand, the sword in his hand pierced the man on the ground again With infinite hatred on his body.

Stabbed all three people to death with his own hands, then sprinkled the poison on the wounds, looked at the dead people, and after confirming that there was no possibility of retaliation, he put the antidote in front of the frightened group of children, stumbling ran out of the yard.

He killed people, he killed people, he knew that there is no fairness in this world, and strength is the rule of everything, but he didn't expect that the hatred in his heart could make him kill the villain without blinking his eyes. , with blood all over his body, looking at the fearful eyes of the people on the street, his mind roared, no!not like this!no!

When Ji Shichen arrived, he saw the person he had on top of his heart, standing in the street covered in blood, shaking his head, his face was pale and murmured in pain, and big tears flowed down the road, stained red with blood. His face drooped down, as if he was shedding blood and tears.

There was overwhelming distress in her eyes, and she hugged her tightly in her arms: "Huan'er, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Familiar breath, familiar voice, Yan Huan seemed to be grabbing a life-saving straw, tightly clutching Ji Shichen's lapel, trying to pull himself out of the swamp of despair, it seemed that if he let go, he would be swept away. Go in and never come out again.

Yan Mingrang looked at the people who were embracing each other, and stopped walking over. One was crying so hard that he was about to lose his breath, and the other was so painful that he couldn't stop his murderous intent, so he sighed silently.

Not knowing how to enter the City Lord's Mansion, when Yan Huan woke up, he was sleeping on the bed hugged by Ji Shichen.

"I'm awake, are you feeling well?" Ji Shichen looked at Yan Huan who was a little dazed just after waking up, lowered his head, and touched his forehead with his moist lips.

Yan Huan only felt that his eyes were extremely sore and his head was swollen and painful. He raised his weak hand and rubbed his dizzy forehead, and glanced at the corner of his dark red clothes, all the memories suddenly flooded him , yes, he killed someone, so much blood is the same as this hem, bright red...

Ji Shichen looked at Yan Huan, whose eyes widened in vain, his face was pale, and his breathing was short, his arms tightened, and he hugged him into his arms: "The first time I killed someone was when I was seven years old, and I broke his tendon. hamstring, cut hundreds of knives on his body, and then stood beside him like that, watching him struggle from powerless to stop breathing and die."

Yan Huan tightened his hand holding the front of his shirt, raised his head slightly involuntarily, eyes filled with tears stared blankly at Ji Shichen who was looking straight at him without any concealment, obviously tears blurred his vision, but this For a moment, Ji Shichen's affectionate appearance can be clearly seen in his eyes.

"Huan'er, if you are bullied, you have to pay it back. You owe your life for your life, and you owe your love for your love. This is the fairness of this world. I don't care if your hands are stained with blood..."

I only care about you not being hurt by others.