MTL - How to Survive As a Villain-Chapter 157 Sadness, sadness, sorrow

"General Yang! A suspicious person is caught in the rear!"

The Dongwu National Warriors were searching the cave in front of them, and suddenly there were soldiers in a hurry to report. Yang Liye snorted: "Only one person?"

"Back to the general, yes."

Yang Liye touched his chin and said: "Take the person first, then send someone to grab him and search nearby."

The officer got the order and hurried to get up and do it, but for a moment, a man with his hands **** was twisted over, and the gentleman slammed his foot on the knee of the man and slammed the man to the ground.

Yang Liye turned over and squatted, bent over and grabbed the man's chin, lifted it and twisted it twice, and looked at it by the fire. Then he snorted unconsciously: "The appearance of such fine skin and tender meat is not Like a soldier, tell yourself, who are you?"

Xiao Yu'an pretended to be afraid, and shook his head like a sieve: "Return to the grown-up, the small is just the nearby villagers. I don't know what to offend the adults, but also ask the grown-ups to spare!"

Yang Liye took back his hand and stood straight, and walked back and forth around Xiao Yu'an: "Oh, villagers, as far as I know, the nearby villages can all be evacuated because of the war. Little brothers, you said that you are an ordinary villager, running at night. This battlefield is right and wrong, what to do? Ah?"

Xiao Yu'an still bowed his head: "Returning to the grown-up, the small man wanted to go to Xiqiao to take refuge. He accidentally passed by this place, but he did not expect it to be a misunderstanding!" Yang Liye paused and agreed to nod: ''Well, reasonable According to evidence, you can take refuge, why not take a close relative? ”

Xiao Yu'an said: "Adults, the villain is one of them, and one person is full of food."

"Cheng Chengcheng." Yang Liye waved his hand. "If that's the case, then give it a good time, my knife?"

Xiao Yu’an’s head is lower: “Give a good time? What does it mean for adults?”

Yang Liye smiled and nodded. "You can rest assured that the little brother can kill you with a knife. You won't feel any pain."

A deputy will come over with a knife and whispered to Yang Liye: "General Yang, in case this person is really a villager?"

"What happened to the villagers, I would rather miss a thousand and miss one!" Yang Liye looked disdainful, and said with a smile, the words were poisonous, and the voice was loud. He took the knife and suddenly heard the report there.

"Reporting the general, we did not find other abnormalities in the vicinity!" The soldier just finished kneeling on one knee and suddenly was smashed by Yang Liye. Yang Liye looked at the fierce face and sweared, saying: "You are Didn’t you hear the movements of this person, have you chased it?”

The soldier was smashed, and although the answer was timely, the voice shook a little: "Back, back, back to the general, we thought it was, the South Yan State enemy, so...

"Oh. Yang Liye turned back to Xiao Yu'an in a few steps, took a deep breath and sighed in front of Xiao Yu'an, and changed his face with a smile: "Little brother, is the villager?" ”

"Back to the adults, yes..." Xiao Yu'an did not finish a word, and his eyes suddenly shrank.

Yang Liye lifted his knife in his hand and stabbed him in his ruthlessly. Xiao Yuan slammed his body and covered his lips. He almost could not relieve the pain.

"Little brother, this is going out, alone, without a bag, is it really a refuge?" Yang Liye said with ease, and the words are also an understatement, as if the person holding the handle and contaminated with blood is not he.

Xiao Yuan breathed a few breaths and then slowed down: "Adult, I am really..."

Yang Liye did not hesitate to slash a knife in Xiao Yu'an's leg. The knife marks were extremely deep, and the bones were faintly exposed near the knee.

The tragic finally couldn’t help but overflow from Xiao Yu’an’s throat. He bit his teeth, cold sweat, and couldn’t say a complete sentence.

Xiao Yuan suddenly felt funny. He thought that he had tried his best to escape the fate of being smashed and bloody. He didn't expect to be buried here. The old innocence is not merciless, so he likes to make fun of people.

Yang Liye took the knife out of Xiao Yu'an's wound, and the blood splashed and fell on him. Yang Liye wiped his side face carelessly, and the knife fell off. Xiao Yuan's hand was loose, and the rope that tied his hands fell.

Yang Liye stood up, his fingers slowly smashed the blood on the blade and said, "Little brother, I have already loosened it for you. How do you point me in the direction? I can see that the little brother is a smart person and should know which one to point to. Direction."

The pain in his leg was still piercing, and Xiao Yuan licked the wound and breathed heavily. He swallowed a sip of air and did not make a sound.

Yang Liye was not in a hurry, rubbing the blood on his hands to the sleeves, and then began to report slowly.

"Five, four, three..."

Yang Liye reported the number without hesitation, and each word has a long tone, but only five words, how can it be slow and can be reported immediately.

Xiao Yu'an finally moved, and he hurriedly breathed, as if he had struggled in his heart, finally raised his hand and hesitated slowly pointing in one direction.

Yang Liye looked in the direction of his fingers, under the stars, far away, Yang Liye nodded, suddenly flipped Xiao Yuan, pulled out the dagger hanging from the waist, and used the hand he pointed to the dagger. Knocked on the ground!

The dagger runs through Xiao Yu'an's palm into the soil, and the blood and screams infiltrate into the earth. Xiao Yu'an subconsciously uses his uninjured hand to cover his wrist, and he can't help but curl up a little.

"Little brother, trouble you once again, the little brother should understand the wrong end of the game? If you make a mistake, it is not as simple as a slap in the palm of your hand. You must be good at the little brother. The last chance must be grasped. Ah." Yang Liye said with a knife in his hand, talking slowly, as if he was at home with Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu'an headed his head on the ground. The rough sand and pebbles got his forehead hurting, as if he could slow down some of the pain from the palm of his hand. He didn't dare to have a big movement because he moved a little through the palm of his hand. The dagger will hurt a deeper inch, and the pain will increase by one point.

Yang Liye looked at the shivering man on the ground with a blank expression, watching him slowly raise his hand again, pointing again to the direction he had pointed.

Definitely, no doubt.

His voice was shaking, and it seemed to be a cry. He said, "I really don't want to die. I have someone I want to see. I want to see him again."

Yang Liye looked at him without saying a word, thinking about the horse after half a moment, and chasing the soldier in the direction of Xiao Yu'an.

At that time, no one knew that Xiao Yu’an was not at the end of the direction, and there was no cliff at all.

In the opposite direction, Chen Gezheng ran with the Qihe Qing.

Xiao Yuan used half of his uninjured hand to ring himself. He was still whispering: "I really... really... I really want to... see him again."

The thin words gradually dissipated in the icy night sky, and the tens of thousands of floating worlds were mixed with words and deeds, and many of them were insincere.