"So you kept it a secret and didn't say anything?" Yan Nanwan frowned, looking displeased, "If we don't come today, are you going to say nothing?"

The young man took a look at Yan Nanwan's momentum, knelt down with a "poof", and begged for mercy: "Official, the little one knows that he is wrong, and he asks the official to spare the villain's life!"

Xue Yan snorted coldly: "You survived, but your villagers and neighbors are now dead in an unknown way, and if you hide the facts so much, aren't you afraid that they will come to you in the middle of the night to ask for your life?"

"It's all the villain's fault, it's all the villain's fault, please find out the truth as soon as possible and avenge the villagers. The young man kowtowed as he spoke.

Yan Nanwan gathered her anger and asked again, "Tell us carefully what happened after you were taken away." ”

The young man raised his head, recalled carefully, and finally shook his head: "After I was taken away, I was in a coma, and when I woke up again, I returned to the house. ”

"What's wrong with your body?"

The young man shook his head.

Xue Yan glanced around, made sure there was nothing suspicious, and stood up: "Let's go to the village chief and ask." ”

Yan Nanwan looked at the young man kneeling on the ground and said to Xue Yan, "Wait a while." ”

Squatted down, took his pulse, and after a moment, let go, and stood up again: "Let's go!"

The young man watched the two of them walk out, hurriedly got up, and followed behind: "Official, do you need me to lead the way?"

Xue Yan glanced at him coldly, his gaze fell on the place where Fang Cai Yannan was holding the pulse, and his eyes became more and more cold: "Get out of the way!"

Yan Nanwan looked at it, waved his hand to the young man, touched Xue Yan's hand, and his eyes were full of inquiry.

"It's okay, let's go. Xue Yan laughed wickedly and shook her hand, "You can't leave me here at night." ”

Yan Nanwan glanced at him, turned his head, and stopped looking at him, this person was so serious that he couldn't even maintain a cup of tea.

The two walked to the end of the village, passing by the villagers' homes, most of which were closed and no one could be heard. Even if they occasionally met a few people with open doors, after seeing the two of them, they all walked into the house and closed the doors.

Seeing them was like seeing a ghost, panicked and panicked, what happened?

Arrived at the last house at the end of the village, the village chief's house.

The door of the house was open, and there was no one outside the house, Yan Nanwan and Xue Yan walked into the house, and when they walked to the door, there was still no sound at all.

Yan Nanwan couldn't help but wonder, seeing that it was almost noon, it was time for lunch, why was there no one in the house?

She stepped into the house with one foot, and just raised the other foot, and a person suddenly came out in front of her, holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and slashed towards Yan Nanwan without saying a word. Xue Yan followed behind her, the kitchen knife reflected the noon sun, flashed into his eyes, closed his eyes, pulled Yan Nanwan into his arms, turned around, and turned his back to the person with the kitchen knife.

Yan Nanwan was in his arms, heard a muffled snort, and soon smelled the smell of blood again, she hurriedly withdrew from Xue Yan's arms, wanting to see where he was injured, but the person with the kitchen knife attacked again.

The old man took the kitchen knife and slashed at the two of them again, Yan Nanwan hurriedly pulled Xue Yan back a few steps, pushed him to the door of the house, and looked at the old man coldly.

"Murderers, brutes, hack you to death!" he said, holding a kitchen knife and running to the two of them again.

Yan Nanwan helped Xue Yan to stand firmly, flew forward, kicked the old man to the ground, and quickly kicked the kitchen knife that fell to the ground, stepped on his chest with one foot, and his eyes were gloomy: "Say, who sent you?"

The old man's eyes were red, and he looked at Yan Nanwan and kept struggling to get up.

If it weren't for Yan Nanwan's use of internal strength, I'm afraid that she would really not be able to suppress this old man, she was slightly surprised in her heart, the old man looked thin and short, where did he get so much strength?

She kicked the old man hard again with internal force, looked around, and found that there was a hemp rope next to a pile of firewood, flew up and grabbed the rope, and hurried back to tie up the old man.

After doing all this, he walked quickly to Xue Yan, looked at his back, Xue Yan was wearing a cyan dress today, the blood had dyed the clothes dark green, and his heart tightened: "Do you have any gold sore medicine on your body?"

Xue Yan's face turned pale, shook his head, and laughed.

"You're still in the mood to laugh!" Yan Nan was about to cry at night, the deep and big wound was bleeding non-stop, if the bleeding was not stopped in time, he would lose too much blood and die, "Ling Sheng is not following you, let him come out quickly, he must hurry back to the capital to deal with the wound." ”

"He wasn't there, so I asked him to look into something else. ”

"You lied to me!" Yan Nanwan looked at him, and really wanted to slap the person in front of him to death.

looked at the old man who was still struggling on the ground, and then at Xue Yan, who was bleeding non-stop, took out a firework from his sleeve, pulled the lead, and rushed into the sky, spreading the colorful brilliance.

Xue Yan looked at her movements, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Are you worried about me at night?"

"I don't have time to worry about you, you'd better stay alive and wait for me to solve him and worry about you. "Yan Nan didn't have a good airway.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, two black-clothed people came, walked up to Yan Nanwan respectfully, and said coldly: "Master." ”

"It's too late, go back and get the punishment. Yan Nanwan's cold eyes swept over the two of them.

The two nodded, silent.

She pointed to the old man on the ground: "You sent him to Dali Temple, saying that he was a criminal who injured the Seven Princes." He said to another black-clothed man, "Take the Seven Princes on your back and go back to the capital with me immediately." ”

Several people moved quickly, and hurriedly returned to the capital, Yan Nanwan thought for a while, and asked Xue Yan: "Do you want to go back to the palace first?"

"Hide this matter first, go to your yard in Yanfu. ”

Yan Nanwan nodded, climbed over the wall into the Yan Mansion and returned to the courtyard.

Dusk Shu and Feng Suo were not there, and Yan Nan had no medicine for bandaging in the courtyard at night, so she helped Xue Yan sit by the window and asked the man in black to find Zhu San.

"I'll take off your shirt first, it will hurt, bear with it. Yan Nanwan watched the blood continue to flow down, and her hands shaking when she undressed kept shaking.

Xue Yan turned his back to her, felt her trembling hand, turned around, looked at her with a smile, and held her hand: "You don't have to take it off, just take the scissors and cut it." ”

"Okay, I'll go get the scissors. Yan Nanwan pulled out her hand and went to find scissors, and when she walked back with scissors, her hands were still shaking.

It happened that Zhu San came at this time, and Yan Nanwan handed him the scissors as if he had seen a savior: "You go and show him." He turned around and hurried out.

When I arrived in the yard, I looked down at my shaking hands, closed my eyes, crossed my hands and clasped them, and couldn't suppress the fear in my heart for a long time.

If Xue Yan hadn't blocked that knife for her at that time, she would probably have seen Hades now.