The Vicious Villain is Beauty and the Strong [Quick Transmigration]

After He Qing left, he lay flat on the bed and was ready to sleep.

He fell asleep quickly, and slowly fell into one dream after another.

That was when the tyrant was fifteen or sixteen years old. The tyrant was wearing a ragged dress with big holes. The tyrant knelt on the ground and was beaten with a whip by the fat woman standing in front of him.

After the bloodstains pierced his bones, the tyrant's emaciated body was already dying.

The woman threw the bowl of white rice on the table to the ground, and said cursingly, "Damn you bastard! Do you really think that you are a real prince?! You just threw it in the hook. How many men have been fucked!"

The young tyrant groaned faintly, his fingers scratched a bloodstain on the ground.

The woman gave the tyrant a "bah", stepped on the tyrant's hand, her fat pancake face slowly approached the tyrant's face, she stretched out her hand to slap the tyrant's face and cursed: "You are the same as your foxy girl, It only seduces men."

The woman went away out of breath, leaving the tyrant lying there alone.

When the screen changed, the tyrant was a little older, but the scene where the story happened was not in the Jin Palace.

The clothes on the tyrant were a light gauze dress. If He Qing read it correctly, the clothes should be similar to those of the courtesan in the brothel.

When He Qing got closer, he saw the tyrant playing the piano.

So the tyrant can play the piano?He Qing was a little surprised, and continued to look down with the purpose of probing.

If you don't see it, you don't know, the tyrant's fingers have been covered with bloodstains from the strings, and the blood flowed out from the opening and dripped onto the body of the piano.

The tyrant's face was extremely pale, his lips trembled slightly, and the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.

This is a whip that hit the tyrant's back, tearing a big hole in the thin gauze.

The gauze was originally just a thin layer of concealment, but after being pulled away in this way, a large area of ​​the tyrant's white and tender back was exposed.

"Continue." The middle-aged man sat aside and urged impatiently, and in his right hand was holding the whip that just whipped the tyrant.

The maid on the side fed the best grapes with glittering water into the man's mouth, the man chewed a few times in his mouth, and spit the grape seeds into the maid's palm.

He Qing was standing right behind the tyrant, and he could clearly see that the whip mark on the tyrant's back was dripping with blood.

小暴

Jun was silent for a while, and his fingertips touched the strings again.

He Qing looked at this face that was exactly the same as his, and was doing these heartbreaking and painful things, and his fingers also started to ache.

"Stop!" He Qing stepped forward and took the tyrant's hand away, but He Qing's fingers directly passed through the tyrant's body.

He Qing thought: Is he just a soul body now, no wonder everyone can't see him!He should have thought of it earlier, here he can only watch these atrocities as a bystander.

This is too painful, the appearance of the tyrant is simply another him.

The middle-aged man stared at the tyrant's face, and suddenly burst out laughing. After the tears of laughter came out, he wiped away the tears and said to the maid beside him: "Look, this is the proton of the Jin Kingdom. This picture is despicable." What's the difference between a slutty slut and those petty officials who sleep with men in brothels? Hahaha..."

He Qing's eyes fell on the little tyrant's face, his face was expressionless, and he turned a deaf ear to these extremely insulting words.

He Qing suddenly wanted to touch the tyrant's face. Although his body didn't exist, He Qing still gently put his hand on the tyrant's small face. Save a touch of temperature.

The screen changed, and the tyrant in front of He Qing disappeared.

From behind him came the sound of soldiers and horses.

As soon as He Qing turned around, the cloud piercing arrow shot straight at his eyes.

He didn't have time to get out of the way, his mind went blank, his eyes closed subconsciously, and his body squatted down quickly.

A tragic scream sounded, and He Qing remembered that he had no torso, and the arrow just couldn't hit him at all.

He Qing looked up to find the screaming sound, and saw the man's body separated, and there were corpses all over the place.

The woman screamed in panic and ran, the next second the arrow pierced through the woman's body with a gust of wind.

Behind He Qing was the sound of a steed tearing through the sky. The young man got off the horse, stabbed the man's body again and again with a sword in his hand, and finally picked up the remaining torso with the sword and threw it to the ground.

The moment He Qing saw the man's face clearly, he was in a daze.

Isn't this the tyrant's youth?

Could it be that this happened after the tyrant ascended the throne?

He Qing's eyes were fixed on the tyrant. Anyway, the tyrant couldn't see him, so he let go to look.

At this moment, the tyrant's sharp eyes suddenly met He Qing's, and He Qing's body took a big step back.

what about the tyrant's eyes

It's like staring at him, but isn't the tyrant unable to see him?

Thinking of this, He Qing moved half a step to the right, and the tyrant's eyes slowly followed him... He Qing stared at him with wide eyes in horror.

What a joke, this is the tyrant who kills without batting an eye in the original book, the tyrant wouldn't kill him... Did the tyrant see him in the first two scenes just now?

Then he even touched the tyrant's face. He Qing dared to look at the tyrant only after confirming that he had no physical body.

It's not that he said that this tyrant is a murderous person, and the bloodthirsty temperament in him is really something that ordinary people can't learn.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, He Qing opened his mouth and was about to say something, when suddenly the tyrant swung the sword in his hand and slashed straight at him.

He Qing had expected this time, his body flashed past quickly, but then a bright red liquid passed across He Qing's body.

A figure fell in front of He Qing.

It turns out that the tyrant didn't kill him just now, but this person?

He Qing looked at the man who was grunting and dying on the ground, and the man yelled fiercely: "Tyrant! You will die badly, hahaha! You will die badly!"

His throat was sealed with a sword, and that sinister face sneered at He Qing's face.

The tyrant walked away.

He Qing woke up suddenly, he sat on the bed and patted his chest with lingering fear, and managed to regain some consciousness.

The tyrant definitely saw him just now, but hasn't the tyrant already defected?

"Hey, system, I dreamed of a tyrant just now." He Qing called the system and said.

"Player, you can call me by another name, it will sound better." The system's voice sounded mechanically.

He Qing said: "You didn't tell me another name, so of course I'm called this name."

The system said: "Please call me Xiaosan."

He Qing: "...Little San, I just dreamed about a tyrant."

Xiaosan: "Yes, I see."

He Qing: "He even smiled at me, very scary."

Xiaosan: "No surprise, please don't panic, this is within the error range of the system."

He Qing: "Then your margin of error is quite large. I was almost killed by the villain. Do you really want to improve your system?"

Yan Jin said: "Because the player is now occupying the villain's body, the player will inevitably be affected by the villain's memory. The villain the player just said is smiling at you, it's just the resonance of your own body."

He Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "So

, what I just dreamed was the memory of the villain? "

Xiaosan: "Roughly speaking, yes."

"The villain is too miserable."

"The truth is more than that, these are just the tip of the iceberg."

He Qing didn't want to talk to a mechanical head like Xiaosan, he yelled at the door, and someone came in immediately to wait for him to wash.

He Qing put on his clothes and sneezed.

The eunuchs and maids knelt on the ground and shivered like frightened birds.

"Your Majesty take care of the dragon body."

He Qing waved his hand to signal them to get up, he must have caught a cold while pretending yesterday.

He pretended to be worried and asked the maid at the side: "How is Lian Lin's health? Is he better?"

"Return to Your Majesty," the maid's body trembled violently, she dared not lift her head, and said with her voice pressed to the floor: "Even the beauty has been blessed by the emperor, and her body has almost recovered."

He Qing's cough became louder and louder. He took the handkerchief handed over by the maid and covered his mouth. A stream of heat flowed from his throat, and the handkerchief was a little more bright red.

The eunuch on the side took the handkerchief without looking sideways, and threw it into the brazier.

"God bless Your Majesty," said the others in unison.

He Qing stared at the high-burning flames in the brazier.

The tyrant's body is so poor that he was cut into a stick by the protagonist in the end.

It seems that in order to make the protagonist feel better, the author of the original work dragged the villain's life until the protagonist was enthroned and proclaimed emperor.

It was really painstaking, He Qing raised the corners of his mouth mockingly.

"I'm going to see Lian Lin."

He Qing was driven to Lian Lin's bedroom in a sedan chair.

He motioned for the maids and eunuchs to keep silent, and he walked in quietly.

Lian Lin sat on the dragon chair, cleaning his saber.

This is also a special privilege given to Lian Lin by the tyrant. He can wear a sword in the harem. It seems that the tyrant really loves Lian Lin.

Then he has to work harder.

He Qing ignored Lian Lin's disgust at the moment he saw him, and he stepped forward to take Lian Lin's sword, "I've seen you play with this sword for a long time, why don't I give you another better one ?”

Lian Lin pushed the wheelchair away from He Qingyuan without moving his expression. He said, "Thanks to Your Majesty's great love, but I only need this one."

He Qing smiled and stepped forward to hug Lian Lin's back, his voice was light and fluttering, like the snow floating outside, "Lian Lin, you know the reason why you only take one scoop of three thousand weak waters, but how do you Don't you understand my heart?"

He Qing's hand slowly stroked Shang Lianlin's broken leg, his eyes were full of distress and regret: "It's all my fault."