After walking through the long and seemingly boundless dark mire, Lan finally woke up, his brain still a little groggy, and he struggled to prop himself up, looking at his surroundings rather blankly.

It was an empty room, with the floor, walls, and few pieces of furniture made of very ordinary wood, with an ordinary folk feel to it, with an unlit oil lamp hanging on the wall, and he was lying on a slightly hard wooden bed covered with a thin quilt.

"Here it is...... Where? ”

There was a sudden sharp pain in his chest, Lan lowered his head, and saw the clothes on his body that had obviously been changed, as well as the bandages wrapped around his chest, obviously not lightly injured.

With the stimulation of this scene in front of me, some deep memories in my mind finally emerged little by little like a slideshow.

He remembered.

Outside the imperial capital, the process of the battle at the Grand Canal Pier, and the reasons why he became such a miserable appearance.

Black Knight, Reinhardt.

This man is as powerful as a monster, and even if Lan and Siya join forces to face the enemy, it will be difficult to hold up a few rounds in front of him, and the rout will be neat.

Realizing that the situation was not good, Lan hurriedly took Spiya and launched Mostima to escape from the sky, but he didn't expect Reinhardt to immediately launch a pair of fire wings and chase after them, flying above them faster than him, and then stabbing down with a sword.

Lan flew with Spia in a horizontal position, and Reinhardt's sword first pierced into Ran's vest, and then stabbed into Spia's heart mercilessly, stabbing the two directly, and a large scarlet color bloomed in the air.

Lan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and before he could react, he was kicked out by Reinhardt, this blow even made Lan feel that his internal organs were displaced, and he could no longer maintain his flight, and the two of them immediately fell straight towards the turbulent Grand Canal below.

That's when he lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was already in a strange place, but it was not difficult to guess what had happened by contacting the cause and effect.

"I'm ...... Was it saved? ”

Lan shook Shang's still somewhat confused head, suddenly remembered an important matter, and muttered, "...... What about Miss Spia? ”

He struggled to his feet from the bed, one hand against the wall, and slowly but surely moved towards the doorway.

Minister Joly entrusted himself with the protection of his daughter before leaving, and if it was not confirmed that Sbia was safe now, Lan was really not in the mood to lie in bed and rest in peace.

Before Lan could reach the door, the wooden door of the room had automatically opened from the outside, and a woman in her twenties walked in immediately, probably hearing the movement caused by Lan struggling to get up, so she came over to take a look.

The woman was wearing a white dress mixed with Japanese style and martial arts style, her face was delicate and lovely, although her skin was slightly dark, but it did not affect the overall beauty at all, and the bright yellow waist-length hair that was casually draped behind her further highlighted the woman's exotic style.

"Oh? You're finally awake. The woman smiled brightly.

Not to mention the woman's reaction, Lan subconsciously shrank his pupils when he saw her for the first time, revealing a shocked look, not that this woman was so amazing that even he was out of shape, but because of ...... In an inappropriate place, I met someone who shouldn't have been!

One of the original Rakshasa Four Ghosts, the head of the horse!

Half a year ago, in the Ornest crusade in the imperial capital, Lan had a relationship with this woman outside the court hall, just to the extent that they met eye contact, but Lan, whose memory was far beyond ordinary people, obviously had not forgotten her.

"You ......"

"Hehe, don't be so vigilant......"

Knowing that his identity had been recognized, Ma Tou smiled indifferently and said, "If I really want to be unfavorable to you, with your current state, how many moves do you think you can survive?" Rest assured, I'm not your enemy, at least not yet. ”

Lan was silent for a while, and seemed to have figured this out, her tense body finally relaxed, and then asked, "...... You saved me? ”

Ma Tou shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with me, the person who fished you up from the Grand Canal is a senior...... To be honest, I don't really want to have anything to do with the Empire anymore, but since this is the decision of my predecessors, I can't help it...... There's no way I'm going to throw you back into the river quietly, is it? It's terrible for seniors to get angry! ”

Predecessor?

Lan keenly caught a key word and was a little concerned, but what he was most concerned about now was not this question, and asked anxiously: "I also have a companion, a girl about twenty years old, have you saved her?" ”

"Girls?" Ma Tou shook his head, "When my seniors and I found you, there was no one else around. ”

"That's ......"

Lan's heart sank suddenly, his brows furrowed, obviously extremely worried about Spiya's current situation, if Sbiya had any accidents, where would he have the face to meet General Javier?

After a while, I heard Lan Sha ask again in a hoarse voice, "What is this place?" ”

"This is White River Village."

Seeing Lan's puzzled look, Ma Tou couldn't help but smile and said: "It's just a small village near the Grand Canal, it's not strange if you haven't heard of it, but the location is in the central region, and ten kilometers to the east, it is the boundary of Ruyao City." ”

Ruyao City?

Hearing this familiar name, Lan's expression suddenly became in a trance, of course he knew this place, it was impossible not to know, because he had spent most of his life so far here.

He worked here as a teacher to teach students, met and fell in love with Carol here, and it was here that he made a vow of revenge and change the empire, and left his lover to go to the imperial capital alone.

And this time, it has been more than half a year unconsciously.

The strong man who ruled a place as a woman, shouldered heavy responsibilities but never complained of pain or tiredness, is he still doing well?

Ma Tou looked at him with a look of reminiscence, and guessed in his heart that this was probably a man with a story, laughed secretly, and did not bother anymore, turned around and walked out of the room, throwing down a sentence: "You have been asleep for almost a week, and now your body is still very weak, I will go and make you something to eat." ”

Lan Wenyan was shocked, and he couldn't care about drowning in the past, looking at the back of the horse's head, and asked later: "Has it been so long?" Imperial Capital ...... What is the situation in the imperial capital now? ”

The horse's head paused, and he didn't look back: "What else?" It has long fallen into the hands of the revolutionary army, and I heard that even the emperor and ministers were beheaded and hung on the head of the city for public display......"

After saying this, she left the room where Lan was, and walked in the direction of the kitchen, and after a while, she heard the sound of clanging bells, which should be cooking, but it felt more like sabotage.

At this time, Lan obviously didn't have the heart to pay attention to these little things, and after the horse head left, he sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and was silent for a long time.

In fact, before asking the question, he already had some guesses in his heart, after all, the situation is so bad that it is impossible to turn the tables around in that situation.

However, when the speculation finally became reality and presented in front of his eyes, he couldn't accept it as a matter of course, even if he was as resolute as an orchid, after receiving such a painful blow, he needed a certain amount of time to buffer.

At this moment, there was a sudden creaking sound of the door being pushed open in the main hall of the house, and then the sound of footsteps that seemed a little heavy sounded slowly.

"I'm back."

It was a young man's voice, and at first glance it sounded low and cold, but it should not have been deliberately expressed.

The clanging of bells in the kitchen came to an abrupt end, and then the sound of light footsteps was heard trotting all the way, and at the same time the sound of the horse's head was joyful and cheerful.

"Senpai, welcome back! The hunt is hard...... Ah, by the way, the person who was rescued by the senior had already woken up just now. ”

It just so happened that Lan also leaned against the wall and walked to the door at this time, and at a glance he saw the black-haired man in the foyer carrying a huge wild boar.

The man was about the same age as Lan, wearing a thin black coat with bulging muscles that were well-defined and reflected in his muscular physique.

Although his appearance is ordinary, his dark eyes exude a sharp light like eagle eyes, even if he is an unknown person, in the face of such a temperament, he cannot treat him as a passerby.

The man nodded lightly to the welcoming horse's head, and then casually threw the prey on his shoulder on the ground with a loud bang, and even the small house seemed to shake violently because of it.

Lan Fen, who saw it, clearly saw that the wild boar that was thrown down at random had a deep fist mark on its head, thinking that it was shattered by the skull of the man in front of him with a punch, and he was killed with a neat blow.

The man also seemed to notice Lan, who was observing him by the door, and turned his head to meet Lan's gaze, and at that moment, Lan seemed to feel that his eyes were pierced by something sharp, as if he was being stared at by a fierce beast, and his body was cold.

However, this feeling was only fleeting, and the next second it disappeared without a trace, if it weren't for the cold sweat oozing from the palm of his hand that could still bring him a little real feeling, Lan would even think that everything that happened just now was just an illusion.

Without waiting for Lan to speak, the man had already spoken indifferently: "First meeting, I am Luo Yin. ”