Marry a Villain ( 嫁反派 ) - Chapter 7

[Chapter 7 Chapter 07 Defeated Dogs]

The sword techniques of Qingxiao and others are all military moves.

The three murderers threw rat traps, looked at each other, and climbed over the wall to escape.

The wind stopped, and the shadow of dead branches and trees was reflected in the water.

Yu Lingxi held his breath and looked at the motionless teenager on the ground through the drapery hat, with mixed tastes.

“Is he dead?”

Qingxiao sheathed his sword and walked over to turn over the black-clad boy lying in the blood.

Facing the young man’s gloomy gaze, Qingxiao let go of his hand, and there was no reason to be frightened.

This teenager had a beastly look in his eyes.

But in just a moment, the sense of crisis that had reached the bone marrow disappeared, and the teenager in front of him was so weak that he seemed to die at any moment.

Qingxiao retracted his surprise at that moment and stood up and said, “Miss Hui, he is still alive.” ”

Yu Lingxian exhaled slightly, unable to tell whether it was ease or something else. https://m.biqiudu.com Pen Fun Court

The teenager lay on his back on the ground, his head slightly sideways in the direction of Yu Lingxi, and his chest was a dark color of blood.

Yu Lingxian remembered this purpose and squeezed the hand of the horse whip.

The indomitable madman of the previous life was now nothing more than a defeated dog, lying half-dead in front of her.

At this time, he didn’t even have the strength to turn over and dodge…

But I don’t know why, if the whip in my hand is heavy, I can’t lift it.

Ning Yin’s eyes were like a silent black pool, reflecting Yu Ling’s beautiful posture, looking at her without blinking.

Yu Lingxi could hardly describe his eyes, dark and silent, but the undercurrent was surging.

Those eyes swirled and sucked in her emotions.

Past lives are like marquees, grievances, sorrows, anger…

The wind passed silently, and the hand holding the horse whip tightened, and finally it was powerless to hang down.

Yu Lingxian suddenly burst into a wave of exhaustion and pursed his lips: “Qingxiao, let’s go.” ”

Qingxiao looked at the teenager lying on the ground and stopped talking.

In the end, he didn’t ask anything, and led the other four guards to keep up with the master’s slightly hasty pace.

Yu Lingxian did not look back, did not notice that the teenager lying on the ground was staring closely at the direction she was leaving, and stood up little by little.

Staggering against the wall, he looked down and put away the sharp short blade that had been sheathed in his sleeve.

The jackdaws that stayed on the dead trees seemed to sense the killing qi and flew in all directions.

As long as the woman dared to show a little evil intention, the short blade in his hand would pierce her slender and beautiful neck.

But she didn’t.

Strangely, when I met her twice in a row, the emotions in her eyes were mixed, like fear, and like anger.

I obviously don’t like him, but I want to save him.

It’s funny, there are too many unknown mysteries in that woman.

Thinking of this, Ning Yin indifferently wiped the blood stains from the corners of his lips, supported the mottled square wall, and followed the low-key carriage step by step.

The carriage shook, shaking Yu Ling’s heart full of heart.

She wondered if she was a demon, and she was obviously determined to beat people, but she accidentally hit and bumped into people.

A drumbeat and then a decline, she is the “decay”.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Qingxiao knocking on the wall of the carriage.

“Miss, the boy has been following us from behind.”

Yu Lingxi immediately got up, pulled the curtain and looked back, and saw that Ning Yin was holding the wound on his chest with one hand and the broken wall with the other, and chasing the carriage with his steps.

Yu Lingxian couldn’t help but think of a small black dog that was casually fed when she was young, and she also followed her half a street in such a longing way, and she couldn’t drive away.

It was about to enter the main street of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm, where people came and went, and it was not decent to follow it like this.

Qingxiao spoke, “Miss, you want your subordinates…”

Intuition told Yu Lingxi that he should no longer have anything to do with Ning Yin.

She interrupted Qingxiao’s words: “Let the horse run faster and go.” ”

The horses hissed, and the pavilions on the street fell rapidly.

Ning Yin’s figure gradually faded away, becoming a smaller and smaller black dot.

Until his stubborn figure completely disappeared, Yu Ling let out a sharp sigh, and there was a feeling of finally surfacing and breathing.

The momentum was raging, and he returned exhausted.

After returning to the room, Yu Lingxi did not say a word, only threw the pony whip on the case table, smashed face down into the futon, and lay motionless.

Chagrin, very chagrin.

She refused to admit that she was soft-hearted, and only thought in frustration: It takes talent to be an evil person.

……

On the winter solstice, the snow drifted overnight, and the whole capital was covered in a vast snow color.

The incense in the month of Ci’en Temple is the most spiritual, Lady Yu had planned to take advantage of this opportunity to go to Ci’en Temple to make a wish, who knew that when she went out, she was sick and could not blow the wind, and she was frowning and worried.

Earlier, she made a wish at Ci’en Monastery, begging the Buddha to bless her husband and son, who were “seriously ill”, to recover soon.

Now that the wish has been fulfilled, the matter of worshiping the Buddha cannot be neglected.

“My daughter will make a wish for you.” Yu Lingxi served his mother and drank the medicine and proposed.

It just so happened that she also wanted to worship the gods and Buddhas and ward off evil spirits and disasters.

“Yes, too. The melon and fruit oil has been prepared, and when your brother comes back from his busy work, let him send you to ci’en temple. ”

Madame Yu was slightly haggard, but her eyes were still gentle and bright, and she instructed her daughter, “On the day of heavy snow, don’t pay attention to safety.” ”

Yu Lingxian smiled and said, “My daughter saved it.” ”

Unitary positive, twilight four-in-one, the first lights up.

The winding lights of the capital reflect the snow color, which is too beautiful to be said.

Yufu’s carriage drove into the wide Yongle Street, staggering with another magnificent carriage.

The wind lifted the draped curtain, and Yu Lingxian caught a glimpse of the wrong carriage, and couldn’t help but be stunned: that carriage, she had seen in front of the Colosseum of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm.

“What’s wrong?” Yu Huanchen reached out and shook his hand in front of her.

Yu Lingxi looked back, thinking that it was probably just a coincidence, so he shook his head and said, “Nothing.” ”

The magnificent carriage turned a corner, and the middle road of Yongning Fang resumed for more than a hundred miles, stopping in front of a secluded courtyard.

As soon as the carriage sank, a fat man in brocade stepped out of it, who was none other than Wang Ning Changrui of Xichuan County, who had appeared in front of the Colosseum.

Ning Changrui was immersed in wine all year round, and he was good at fighting, and this mansion was the place where he bought to raise slaves and concubines, and specially chose a quiet place away from the downtown.

He was full of wine, playing with walnuts with his hand, and stepped on the kneeling stool of the slave to the ground.

The snow in the courtyard was not cleared, ning Changrui almost fell, and was about to get angry, but he heard a pleasant piano sound coming from the hall.

Only one of the concubines could play such a piano sound, and that was really a woman whose bones were soft.

Ning Changrui’s purple face showed a hint of obscene smile, and he couldn’t wait to wave away from his followers, and pushed open the door with a heavy breath and shouted: “Little ladies, when will you not see it in this hair-wave…”

“Bar-boo”, the foot that had just stepped into the door stepped on a wet and slippery sticky.

He froze in his smile and looked down at his feet, horrified.

It’s blood! A lot of blood!

On the ground, there were the corpses of the servants in the palace, and his delicate concubine was sitting in the sea of blood on the corpse mountain, his small face was pale, and his eyes were terrified with tears.

A sharp dagger was mounted around her neck.

A young man dressed in black sat on the Taishi chair with his long legs folded, holding his temple in one hand and a dagger in the other, and raised his eyes: “Then play.” ”

With a whimper, the piano sounded intermittently again.

“Today is a good day to listen to music.”

Ning Yin’s posture remained unchanged, with a fierce calmness that was completely different from that of the Colosseum, he looked at the iron-faced King of Nishikawa And smiled, “Isn’t it, second cousin?” ”

Ning Changrui’s wine suddenly woke up, biting his molar teeth into a rattling sound.

“It’s you.” Ning Changrui glanced around, determined that the teenager was alone in his mansion, and the jealousy in his eyes turned into contempt.

No matter how powerful he was, he was just a stinky boy with injuries, and could he still be able to defeat his dozen slaves who had been raised with human lives?

“本想让你死在斗兽场，谁知你命这么硬，三番两次都逃了。”

想到这，宁长瑞把玩着核桃，冷笑道：“逃了也罢，还敢来本王府上送死！真是天堂有路你不走，地狱无门偏闯进来！”

他一挥手，十名贴身打奴手持刀剑，将少年团团围住。

琴弦铮地一声崩裂，琴音戛然而止。

阴风席卷，别院的大门倏地关拢，掩盖了一地血色。

与此同时，慈恩寺前。

有高僧燃灯诵经，千百盏油灯长明，灿若星海，有着白日无法企及的热闹。

虞焕臣提着瓜果香油等物，将妹妹扶下车，调笑她：“赶紧求个姻缘，让菩萨赐我们岁岁一个如意郎君。”

顿了顿，凑到耳边：“最好，是姓薛。”

原以为妹妹回像往常那般绯红了脸颊，可虞灵犀只是瞥了他一眼，淡然哼笑道：“还是先给兄长求个姻缘，最好是个知书达理的娇娇女郎。”

被戳到痛处，虞焕臣闭嘴了。

他十八岁时曾受父母之命、媒妁之言，定下一门亲事。

那姑娘出身书香世家，和虞灵犀一般年纪，是个文静秀美的姑娘。

奈何虞焕臣素来偏爱豪爽的江湖女子，不爱娇滴滴、哭啼啼的大家闺秀，对这门亲事诸多不满。

虞灵犀知道，前世兄长借着北征的借口逃避婚事，奈何一去不回，后来听闻那姑娘不愿毁约改嫁，一气之下绞了头发做姑子……

虞灵犀于捻指的巨大佛像前双手合十，虔诚跪拜。

这辈子，愿所有缺憾都能圆满。

……

风卷过漫天碎雪，飘落在永宁坊别院。

不稍片刻，就覆盖住了阶前那片泥泞的暗红。

窗纸上溅开一抹血迹，继而是高壮身躯沉重倒地的声音。

The fallen slave had a dark face and a vicious scar on his eyebrow, the same leader who had assassinated him in the “lair” earlier.

Ning Yin squatted down and felt a bloody secret letter from the slave’s body.

Unfolding a look, a hint of darkness flashed in his dark eyes: there was indeed an adulterer around him, and he should cooperate with this stupid pig.

Five fingers clasped together, and the secret letter turned into powder and spilled from between the fingers.

Ning Yin kicked the corpse at his feet, pulled a tin pendant from his neck, looked at the light for a moment, and then untied the dozen or so identical iron pendants around his waist, merging with the one he had just obtained.

On the threshold lay a fat man covered in blood, his hands and feet twisted in a strange posture.

Two quarters of an hour ago he was still laughing at Ning Yin for looking for death, and after two quarters of an hour, he was twisted off and thrown in a pool of blood, unable to shout and unable to move.

The masters of Manfu were all killed by this boy!

Ning Changrui’s eyes were intertwined with fear and resentment, so he watched the black-clad teenager carrying the bloody tin pendant, walking gracefully to him, and then leaning over.

“The thirteen people you sent to kill me are all here.”

The blood stains on the top of his eyebrows added a bit of color to Ning Yin’s pale face, and his slender fingers were loose, allowing thirteen tin pendants to clang in front of Ning Changrui, smiling harmlessly: “Do you count?” ”

Ning Changrui’s fat figure trembled violently, and his mouth was spitting blood foam.

“You… Is it loaded? Why…”

Ning Yin carelessly wiped the blood on his hands and picked up the stubble: “Why am I so good at being so good, and I was still tossed so badly by you before?” ”

As if remembering a pleasant thing, he laughed: “Without hiding your strength, how can you catch all these big fish with your body as bait?” Fishing, no patience how to do. ”

Ning Changrui’s eyes widened, and everything had a reasonable explanation.

It turns out that the seemingly weak prey is the most vicious hunter.

“No, it’s not me…” Ning Changrui spat out a few broken words and explained in a hurry.

“Of course I know that the mastermind behind the curtain is not you. You are such a stupid and aggressive person as a pig, and you only give others as guns. ”

Ning Yin walked over to the blood-stained guqin, his slender fingers brushed the strings, and casually plucked a few tones: “But what is the purpose?” I just wanted to kill you tonight. ”

Ning Changrui began to regret it, and said with difficulty, “Since you know, you spared me, and I can… When you haven’t been…”

“Okay, my cousin answered my question.”

Ning Yin plucked the strings and asked with a smile, “Who is that woman?” ”

Ning Changrui was stunned, and the blood foam said vaguely, “Which… Woman? ”

With a vibrato, the hand plucking the string stopped.

“Black market, she holds a prescription that only I know. Nest, she appeared too timely. ”

He glanced at it, “Don’t say, it’s just a coincidence.” ”

There must be a demon when things go wrong, and Ning Yin never believed in such a coincidence.

Besides, everyone wants him to die, who will save him for no reason?

“I didn’t know you… Who are you talking about…”

Seeing Ning Yin’s cold eyes sweep over, Ning Changrui trembled with fat flesh and whimpered, “I didn’t lie to you!” I really…… I really don’t know! ”

Could it be that her appearance was really unexpected?

Impossible, he had never told anyone else about the secret recipe of Jiu Youxiang.

He shook God for a moment.

However, the dark man who was originally “dead” in the corpse pile suddenly opened his eyes, jumped up, and struck at Ning Yin with a wolf’s tooth hammer in his hand!

Ning Yin’s body sensed the killing intent one step at a time, and subconsciously raised the short blade to block.

With a loud bang, the flames splashed around.

Ning Yin heard the crisp sound of bones coming from his right wrist, followed by a sharp pain in his chest, and the short blade came out of his hand.

He reacted quickly, spinning and unloading, and at the same time the dagger in his left hand came out of its sheath and crossed the neck of the dark man.

The man froze, a thin line of blood on his throat, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, completely silent.

Thick purple-red blood gushed out from under the corpse, and soon a large dark color faded on the floor tiles.

Ning Yin shook his right hand, his wrist did not have any strength, and it hung softly.

He studied the red and swollen wrist with interest for a moment and concluded, “Well, dislocated.” ”

Then pinch the wrist and twist it, only to hear a small “click”, and the misplaced wrist bone is taken back to the original place.

From beginning to end, Ning Yin’s eyes never blinked, as if it were just a piece of wood without pain.

He bent down and picked up the back collar of the dark man with his intact left hand, and the two-hundred-pound body, he easily dragged it with one hand, and then threw it to Ning Changrui with a loud thud.

As if still not satisfied, he touched his chin and adjusted his posture again, making Ning Changrui face to face with the dead corpse.

Then, Ning Yin picked up the short blade that had fallen from the ground, and the handle of the sword rested on Ning Changrui’s twisted and broken hand, letting him hold it.

Ning Changrui’s cloudy eyes were filled with fear and confusion.

But he didn’t have long to be dazed, and soon he knew Ning Yin’s intentions.

“The Nishikawa-gun king rebelled against the slaves, tried to kill the lord and defected, a duel, and the slaves and the king of Nishikawa-gun died together…”

Ning Yin slowly and leisurely picked up the candlestick on the case, crouched down and smiled: “This is the ending I chose for my cousin, can my cousin still be satisfied?” ”

The bright candlelight illuminated his thin and beautiful cheeks, but Ning Changrui was like a demon, desperately twisting his slime-like fat figure.

But his hands and feet were broken, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t move a bit.

He couldn’t even shake off the short knife in his hand.

Ning Yin admired his desperate expression, and then, in Ning Changrui’s panicked wail, slowly, released the candlestick in his hand.

With a bang, the candle flame climbed rapidly along the drapery, instantly engulfing the entire beam.

In the fierce firelight, the heat wave steamed, and Ning Yin’s smile was beautiful and twisted.

The hall of the palace burned, and Ning Changrui whimpered bitterly.

But what’s the use? He could only watch as the tongue of fire licked his clothes, burned his flesh, and finally devoured him whole.

Today it was windy, and by the time someone found out, everything had burned to ashes.

Ning Yin walked out of the courtyard and slouched. Looking up, the fine white fluttered down.

It’s snowing.

“The snow is good, it can bury all the dirt…”

Before he could finish speaking, Ning Yin covered his lips and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

Sticky scarlet dripped from his pale fingers, dripping on the snow, a reddisher color than the monstrous flames behind him.

Fang Cai sneaked up on that moment, he suffered a very serious internal injury, and it was the ultimate to hold on to it now.

His vision began to drift, and Fei Xue had a ghost, but he only paused for a moment, and then continued to move forward, and with each few steps, fresh blood spilled from his mouth and nose.

He cut the path and headed in the direction of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm.

The immortals of the desire world cannot stay any longer, and for the sake of safety, they must be burned and burned clean…

The Gong on Yongning Street was hurried and the fire was monstrous.

Officers and men galloped by on horseback, shouting loudly to organize manpower to put out the fire.

Yu Lingxi’s carriage was blocked on the avenue, and it was difficult to move.

“Where did such a fire start?” Yu Huanchen jumped out of the carriage and asked.

Qingxiao rushed out of the crowd and breathlessly said, “Major General, it is the courtyard of King Xichuan that has gone into the water, the fire is fierce, and the whole street is blocked.” ”

Tonight the wind was strong, and if the fire was not controlled, I was afraid that it would burn the entire Yongning Fang.

Yu Huanchen subconsciously took a step forward, paused again, and looked back at his sister in the carriage: “Years old, you…”

When Yu Ling saw that his brother wanted to stop talking, he knew that he would not sit idly by.

So he lifted the veil and said helplessly, “Brother go and help put out the fire, I have a guard to take care of, I can go back by myself.” ”

Yu Huanchen was relieved to get on his horse and drank, “Qingxiao, take my token to mobilize the patrol troops and go all out to put out the fire!” ”

Say goodbye to the horse whip and gallop toward the place of the fire.

Yu Lingxian looked at his brother’s heroic posture of retrograde in the snow, and his heart fluttered.

He is still as old as in his previous life, full of vigor.

“Miss, I can’t walk in the direction of Yongning Street, so I have to take a detour from Shengping Street to return home.” The guards led the restless horse and prayed outside the carriage.

Shengping Street?

Isn’t that adjacent to the Immortal Capital of desire?

Yu Lingxi controlled himself not to think about that pale and handsome face, lowered the car curtain, and said, “Then let’s go.” ”

Shengping Street.

Ning Yin staggered, and finally could not hold up the injury, and fell headlong into the snow of the middle road.

Maybe the temperature of his body was draining, and he didn’t even feel the cold, he just felt comfortable.

He lay on his back and watched the goose feathers fall on their backs, beautiful and desolate.

“Woo—”

A passing carriage spotted him, and stopped hurriedly, and the horse made an overwhelmed hissing sound.

Someone came with a lamp and stepped on the snow, hesitating to drink: “Who is in the way ahead?” ”

On the dangling carriage lantern, the word “Yufu” was faintly visible.

[End of This Chapter]