"When you were collaborating with the enemy and plundering the people's wealth, the people begged you for help. What did you do?"
"You've committed all sorts of evil, including arson, murder, and looting! You've only begged me not to take the last bit of their life support, yet you killed them. How could they kneel down and beg you so desperately?!"
Tang Wan's eyes were red and her teeth were chattering.
He Yi hugged his shoulders, his eyes moving anxiously: "They are just being ungrateful. I told them I would return it to them. They were the ones who didn't want to give it to them and even said they would report it to the police. I just lost my temper for a moment and didn't really mean to kill them."
"What a mistake! I'll let you experience what it feels like to make a mistake."
"Tingzhu." Tang Wan stretched out a hand and handed it to him.
Mo Tingzhu handed her a light sword. This sword was used by him to practice martial arts when he was young. It was made by the best craftsman. Although it had not been used for many years, it could still be said to be able to cut iron like mud.
Tang Wan took it and placed the sword, which was shining with cold light, directly across He Yi's neck.
He Yi trembled, fearing that if the sword penetrated even an inch deeper, he would be killed instantly.
However, the place he was in was small to begin with, and no matter how much he retreated, it was of no avail. The sharp sword blade still cut his throat bit by bit.
He shuddered all over, and the next moment, a large area of the cloth under him was soaked, and a strong fishy smell hit him in the face.
I was so scared that I became incontinent.
Tang Wan put the sword away and laughed, tears welling up in her eyes: "Look, you're terribly scared yourself."
"I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare to do it again, please forgive me..."
Although He Yi said this, his heart was already filled with hatred, and he wanted to get rid of the two people in front of him as soon as possible.
But now he was about to die, and he really regretted it. He regretted it so much. Just because of a momentary thought, he gave up a life of wealth and glory and ended up as a prisoner.
Moreover, there is no turning back in this matter. He doesn't know what will happen after he dies. Will he be reincarnated into the next life or return to his original world? He knows nothing at all.
He was afraid that after he died, he would never be reincarnated and would just turn into ashes.
He had a smooth life in his first life, even though he used some despicable means, but it was that woman's bad luck, she deserved to die.
If I can't even keep the baby, am I a waste?
He works hard every day and is exhausted, but he still has to take care of her emotions? Why?
However, at this time, his gentle female subordinate was kind and considerate to him every day, made lunch boxes for him, and stewed soup for him to drink. She was much better than the yellow-faced woman at home.
He's a man, isn't it normal for him to be attracted to someone like this? Who would be willing to give up a beautiful woman for a woman with a sallow complexion and a distorted figure?
Moreover, he is not completely heartless. It is enough to play with the wild flowers outside. It is impossible to pick them and take them home. The most he can do is give some money.
However, his female subordinate was pregnant and came to him crying, looking extremely pitiful.
Everyone has a heart that sympathizes with women, and she is so beautiful.
After all, he had touched her, he couldn't, he couldn't abort his own flesh and blood. Besides, the other one in his family couldn't have children anyway, so it would be great to have two children for free.
You can also inherit the property of that yellow-faced woman in the future.
In fact, he didn't intend to kill her.
Blame it if you want, blame her. She is really an eyesore. Others are still so beautiful when they are pregnant, but she has not given birth to a child and has made herself so ugly. It is reasonable for him not to want her.
If you sell her, you can get some money.
If you want to blame someone, you can only blame her bad luck. She is a fool, cheap and loveless. You can just coax her, suppress her a few times, and coax her a few more times.
If he gave her something, the woman would be willing to give her life to him.
If a woman lacks love since childhood, she will frantically look for evidence that she is loved when she grows up. Even if she is like a moth to a flame, she will only get deeper and deeper into it and will not be able to extricate herself in the end.
In his first life, he lived happily until he was over 50 years old. It seemed that he ate too much high-oil, high-salt and high-fat food, so he developed fatty liver. However, he died without pain in the end. He kicked his legs and died.
But who would have thought that he would be transported to the ancient times he had longed for, only to find that the ancient world was not what he had imagined at all.
Those people have no ability to appreciate at all. He is a science student and there are only a few poems he can memorize. After memorizing them, he can only create his own poems.
Those people said that he had run out of ideas and the poems he wrote afterwards were like dog shit, tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.
Moreover, there is no such thing as three wives and four concubines. Commoners are not qualified to take concubines.
In the first ancient world, his tools were directly confiscated and he ate it himself, so he couldn't even pick it up.
So it’s impossible to even think about being humane, let alone getting married and having children.
He was later tortured to death by that group of damn eunuchs. Even though he has a strong tolerance now, he still feels a little sick when he thinks about it now.
He also developed the habit of beating people at that time, because he had been tortured like that before, so he wanted to return it to others double.
Especially women.
What he was unwilling to admit was that the strong swung their swords against the stronger, and the weak swung their swords against the weaker. When he saw those powerful people, he would subconsciously feel fear.
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