[MTL, BL] The Villain Slaps The Protagonist's Halo

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"Who is she?" Jun Changyue asked blankly.

"Chang Yue, I'll explain to you later, we are all under the control of Jun Changsheng, what can you do?" Sikong Han said anxiously.

"You are... Duke Qing's direct daughter?" Jun Changyue looked at the woman's pregnant belly with a pale face, and suddenly remembered this face.

The woman nodded, a little afraid of the unknown situation, so she even hid behind Sikong Han.

This action stimulated Jun Changyue's eyes to instantly turn red, he panted heavily and staggered back two steps, the originally happy tears suddenly turned into heart-piercing pain.

"You blame me? Sikong Han, you blame me! How can you blame me!" Jun Changyue shouted, without pain or despair, just full of unbelievable anger.

He did everything for Sikong Han, even giving up his own conscience and dignity, what he got was his disappointment?

"Changyue..." Sikong Han felt a pain in his heart. He really loved Jun Changyue, and it was not good for him to see him so heartbroken.

He stepped forward and wanted to hug him in his arms to comfort him, but he felt a pain in his stomach, and when he looked down, he saw a small knife in Jun Changyue's hand, with such force that the hilt of the knife almost stabbed into his flesh.

"You're not Sikong Han, you're Du Yuxian. My Sikong Han is already dead." The emotion in Jun Changyue's eyes disappeared. After he finished speaking with empty eyes, he pulled the knife away, and blood spurted out.

The woman exclaimed and rushed to stop the bleeding for her husband, but she only felt a chill on her neck and instantly lost consciousness.

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Sikong Han staggered around at night in the deep palace, his chest and abdomen were covered in blood, and the cloth on his body was soaked in pitch black, like a severely injured leopard, leaning against the wall with difficulty. Weakly looking for life.

There was a clang, and there was a sound of a blade at the end of the palace wall.

Sikong Han wiped the blood from his lips and looked up, only to see a tall and slender figure in the backlight, walking towards him step by step with the knife in his hand, the sharp blade in his hand gently slammed against the palace wall with each step. The sound is life-threatening.

No need to look at his face, Sikong Han knew who that person was. Since his rebirth, he always wanted to take his life!

But it was such a person who seemed like he could be pinched to death casually, but he didn't expect that after his rebirth, he didn't even touch a single hair of him.

"You're still alive, but he didn't kill you. I'm a little surprised." Nie Jia said.

Sikong Han knew that the time limit had come, and finally gave up his struggle. He sat weakly under the wall, staring at Nie Jia with unwillingness and hatred in his eyes, and said, "Do you think there is prosperity under power? Even if you settle down. In the Three Kingdoms, tyrants are still tyrants, but unfortunately I don't have the life to live to see you overthrown."

"I am indeed a tyrant, so are you still a god of war?" Nie Jia stood in front of him and smiled contemptuously.

This is a humiliation that only Sikong Han can understand. He lost too much blood and his face was already pale and colorless, but he could still see the embarrassment of his blood rushing out for a moment, but he couldn't hide his shock, "You...you know me... "..."