That's what villains are like

Chapter 1

The land of Kyushu, the Great Xia Dynasty.

Jiangling County, Yuyi City.

Xueyue Pavilion.

As the first of the four romantic venues in Yuyi City, it has always been famous for its charming singers and graceful dances, attracting many literati, scholars and disciples of powerful families.

But today, Xueyue Pavilion is quite deserted.

In the past, there was an endless stream of people in front of the door, and there was a scene of empty houses.

The vendors and pedestrians passing by looked at the group of vicious guards guarding the door, with a badge surnamed Jiang hanging from their waists. They all kept silent, lowered their heads, and walked quickly, fearing that one more glance would cause trouble.

Throughout the Great Xia Dynasty, the only surname should not be provoked.

Even the relatives of the royal family, seeing this token, became silent.

"Why did people from the Xiangguo Mansion appear in Yuyi City?"

In the distance, many pedestrians dared to ask in a low voice after walking far away.

"I don't know, don't ask too much, you can ignore the affairs of the Xiangguo Mansion, don't you want to live?"

The face of the person next to him changed, and he hurriedly pulled his companion to shut up quickly.

……

And at the same time.

Xueyue Pavilion, in front of the pavilion leaning against the pavilion.

With her hands behind her back, Jiang Lan looked at the pool in front of her with long eyes.

He is dressed in white with wide sleeves and ancient jade hanging on his waist. He has a handsome face, tall and straight but a little thin. I don't know if his complexion is due to frequent toil, with a slightly sickly paleness, as if a gust of wind can blow it away. Walk.

Whoever it is, would think that this is a handsome and handsome young nobleman, and then sigh inwardly, it's a pity that he is so young at such a young age.

"Shouldn't be..."

"It's already this time, and the hostess hasn't come yet."

Suddenly, Jiang Lan sighed softly, rubbed the center of his brows as if he had a headache, then returned to his seat, took a sip of tea.

"Jiang Lan, hand over my sister."

"If not, don't blame me for being rude."

Suddenly, there was a sound as cold as snow, and the birds in the corners of the treetops were startled to fly around.

Jiang Lan's expression moved slightly, but his face remained calm. The heroine finally came, but he had to wait for a while.

The next moment, a frightened figure stepped across the pool, skimmed over the eaves of the pavilion, and flew towards him in an instant.

With a bang, the long sword was unsheathed, and a smear of clear sword light poured down like drizzle.

The cold murderous aura seemed to freeze the air a bit.

However, when the long sword fell, the light of the sword dissipated, but it stopped half an inch in front of Jiang Lan's throat, unable to penetrate any further.

The jade hand holding the sword is slender and slender, and the nails are dyed with crystal cardamom, as if reflecting the mountains and lakes, which is too beautiful to behold.

At this moment, it was trembling slightly, showing the anger of the master holding the sword.

She stared at the man in white in front of her.

In the pavilion, he was still drinking tea with his eyes downcast, his expression calm and unmoved, as if he was deaf to the voices and threats in his ears.

The icy sword energy stagnated in his throat, with the breath of ice and snow, as if it could penetrate his throat at any time, leaving a cloud of blood behind.

"Jiang Lan, all your guards are outside now, no one can save your life..."

"Hand over my sister quickly."

The woman in the white skirt gritted her teeth again and shouted.

She has picturesque features, exquisite beauty, cloudy temples, tall and slender figure, well-proportioned and graceful.

She was dressed in a plain white dress, her skirt was held by her arm, her legs were slender and straight, and her slender waist was less than enough to hold. She was pure and clean, like a lotus flower in a snow mountain.

At this moment, the picturesque and delicate face was even more chilly, and the jade hand holding the sword trembled slightly, suppressing the anger in his heart.

"Does Miss Qinghan want to kill me?"

But in the face of her anger, all she responded was a slow word.

Jiang Lan raised his head and looked at her with an extremely surprised expression.

"You let my sister go quickly..." the woman in the white dress gritted her teeth.

"What if I don't let go?"

When Jiang Lan heard this, she seemed to smile, and then stretched out a hand calmly, and straightened the long sword in the woman's hand in white skirt, so that the tip of the sword could point to her throat.

"You..."

A tinge of paleness appeared on the picture-like delicate and flawless face of the woman in the white skirt, and the jade hand holding the long sword trembled slightly.

Jiang Lan let out a chuckle, stood up, and took half a step forward, as if mocking her timidity and bluff.

"Don't dare here, what about here?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, pinched the tip of the sword, and moved it down toward his chest.

"Miss Qinghan, do you want to try and move forward by half an inch?" His voice was unhurried, without any emotion.

Seeing such a scene, the jade hands of the woman in the white skirt trembled even more.

At this moment, she was not only angry, but also deeply humiliated.

She didn't expect that Jiang Lan would still be so calm and calm in such a situation where there were no guards around her.

It seemed that he didn't take her threats to heart at all.

This kind of arrogance and contempt seemed to be predicting that she would not dare to continue to make a move.

This made her, who had always been proud, feel pain in her heart, filled with endless unwillingness and embarrassment.

Obviously he is just an ordinary person without cultivation base.

Why would he dare to be so calm in front of himself in the fourth realm, not to put himself in the eye, not afraid that he would really kill him.

Is it because his father is the prime minister?
Time seemed to have stood still at this moment.

There seemed to be a mocking smile on the corner of Jiang Lan's mouth, and then she said slowly, "Since you dare not, Miss Qinghan, don't try such a dangerous move. Your Su family should have thousands of people in this city of Yuyi."

"Your father, the head of the Su family, should be expected to be the next city lord of Yuyi City. I don't think he wants to see you do such a dangerous thing."

"you……"

The woman in the white dress clenched her silver teeth, her delicate body trembling, obviously extremely angry.

puff!
The next moment, a spot of bright red blood suddenly spread on Jiang Lan's chest, and quickly spread ink on the white clothes that were as white as new, like a small plum blossom.

The beautiful eyes of the woman in the white dress widened, and she suddenly froze.

This has nothing to do with her.

Obviously it was the man in white in front of him, holding the tip of the sword, and sent it to his own chest.

"Come on, there are assassins."

Jiang Lan suddenly shouted loudly, holding the tip of the sword in his hand, as if to prevent him from stabbing again.

"There are assassins!"

"Protect the young master!"

Hearing this voice, shouts of anger sounded in the distance.

At the same time, a large group of well-trained guards rushed over with their iron armor colliding with each other.
Seeing this scene, the woman in the white dress turned pale, her jade hand softened involuntarily, and with a bang, the long sword came out of her hand and hit the stone floor.

(End of this chapter)