"Tear." Yasuo opened his eyes in a daze, and was about to get up, but he felt a pain in his chest, gasped, and covered his chest.

The wound on the chest had been bandaged, and the bandaging technique was very skillful, at least the bleeding from the wound had stopped. There was some blood on the bandages, and next to him, another man was lying there, also with circles of bandages on his chest, but he seemed to be unconscious. Yon? Yasuo looked at the people around him and frowned.

He remembered that when he used his sword against Yon, he still didn't use his Wind Sword Technique in the end. Yon was his brother, and he showed mercy to his men, so he was also wounded by Yon.

So, why am I here?

Yasuo cautiously raised his head and looked around, the surroundings were unfamiliar, the room was not large, and it seemed to be a makeshift inn. He was lying on a couch. There was a faint smell of wine in the air, and there was the sound of the street bustling outside.

"Gollum." The sound of cooking and drinking rang out in the room.

Yasuo followed the sound and saw that the window was open, and a man was sitting by the window boiling wine, drinking himself from time to time, taking a few sips.

The mist from the cooking obscured the man's cheeks, causing Yasuo to see a little clearly, half-closed eyes.

After seeing it clearly, Yasuo couldn't help but be a little distracted.

It was a girl with a hard time telling the truth, wearing a loose black robe, revealing snow-white skin at the neckline and delicate collarbones. The long black hair is a little lazy and casually draped over the shoulders, making the neck line more feminine. At this time, she was leaning against the window, her black pupils looking at the street, and her cool and somewhat flattering cheeks were a little indifferent and tired.

A little fox with red and white fur lay beside her, its tail wagging and snoring leisurely.

The girl's sense of existence was very low, as if it didn't exist, and if it weren't for Yasuo seeing her there, she would even think it would be an illusion.

Sensing that someone was staring at him, An Chen turned his head and saw a guy who had woken up sitting on the edge of the bed looking at himself in a daze, and said with a smile: "Awake? ”

Yasuo was looked at by An Chen and came back to his senses: "Hmm." Then he noticed that he had been staring at the other party for a long time: "Who is Your Excellency?" ”

Excellency? An Chen was stunned, why did he think this guy's speech was a bit weird.

"Didn't I say thank you at this time?" Pouting, Anchen smiled bitterly and jumped off the window, and the loose thief's robe dragged silently in front of Yasuo.

Until the person in front of him walked in front of him, Yasuo didn't notice the slightest breath of the other party, which made his eyelids jump, and he had a very dangerous feeling.

Yasuo moved his body back slightly, but he touched his wound, frowned and said cautiously, "Thank you." ”

"Why did you save us?"

"Me?" Looking at Yasuo's movements, An Chen pursed his lips, pulled out the chair on the side of the table and sat down, his legs leisurely on the table: "I'll pass by." ”

Saying that, Anchen raised his eyebrows and looked at Yasuo: "Are you on the run?" ”

Yasuo was stunned for a moment, then his eyes were cold, the air seemed to be stagnant, and the hand hanging beside him clenched slightly unconsciously.

"Don't be nervous, I'm really just passing by." An Chen shook his wine glass helplessly, this guy was too vigilant.

Seeing that Yasuo still didn't let his guard down, An Chen rolled his eyes: "You and the guy next to you suffered a knife wound, and it should be from the same move from the wound mountain." But when I found you, there were only traces of two people fighting in that place, and the existence of a third person is ruled out, so it means that you used the same move to injure each other. ”

Saying that, An Chen raised two onion white fingers: "Two possibilities, one, one of you has secretly learned each other's tricks, and second, you are from the same sect and the sect is fighting." Your swords are almost the same style, so you can be sure that your relationship is not ordinary, and rule out the first possibility, which is the second one, that is, you are from the same sect. ”

Saying that, An Chen took a sip of wine, stretched out his little pink tongue and licked the wine stains on his lips and continued: "There are two kinds of sect struggles, private fights or one of them is placed in a hostile position, that is, they are hunted down by the original sect. You wake up with a certain amount of surprise at the people around you, but there is no malice or eagerness, indicating that you are not the one who is chasing and killing, and it will not be a private fight. You are always nervous and even want to run away, so you should be hunted by your sect, and the people around you should be your fellow disciples and brothers, and your previous relationship may have been good. ”

After speaking, An Chen looked at Yasuo and spread his hands: "It's just that I guessed, I don't have any malicious intent." ”

Yasuo took a deep look at the girl in front of him, and looked at the other party innocently sideways his shoulders, his long-tense body slowly relaxed, leaned on the head of the bed, and said a little dejectedly: "I'm on the run, this." Yasuo looked at the other person who was still unconscious next to him: "He's my brother." ”

Anchen looked at Yasuo's appearance and didn't say anything more, but picked up the wine jug and two glasses that had been boiled, and the clear wine flowed out and filled the two small wine glasses.

"Would you like some?" Anchen handed the wine glass in his hand to Yasuo.

Yasuo's eyes lifted for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't drink. ”

"That's unfortunate." Anchen said, taking a sip of the wine in his hand.

Yasuo's chest wound was lucky, almost cutting off his ribs, and if it had gone any deeper, it would have cut the internal organs in his chest. Even so, he can't move now, he is not An Chen's kind of body, and it will be at least a few weeks before he gets better with such an injury. He could only sit reluctantly on his back, and heard An Chen's words: "How unlucky? ”

"Alcohol is such a thing, when you get drunk, you can always forget a lot of things." An Chen smiled half-drunkly, the wine glass in his hand was slightly tilted, and the wine in the glass seemed to be about to slip off.

Forgetting, half-ringing, Yasuo looked at the other glass of wine on the table and held out his hand.

The wine swayed in the glass, Yasuo never drank because it would dull the sword, asked about the faint aroma of wine on the tip of his nose, hesitated, and drank the wine glass in one gulp.

Some of the hot sake slid into my throat like a flame burning in my throat.

"How does it feel?"

After muttering for a while, the corners of Yasuo's mouth curled, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Not bad." ”

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Well, some readers asked about the future plot direction, spoilers are not good, but Yasuo's story line is to lead to Ruiwen. Sa... It's not that I'm lazy, we have to make up for a day and a half of classes on New Year's Day, hey, blue thin shiitake mushrooms.