Chapter 11: Give it to me and don't want to go back
"Wait a minute? What's wrong? Rui Wen said but did not stop, and opened the tent and walked in in confusion.
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The fiber optics in the room were a little dim, but it didn't affect Rui Wen's ability to see the scene in the room. A reddish black-haired girl sat cross-legged on the bed, unbuttoning the leather armor on her upper body, and holding a long cloth that had just been taken off in her hand. The fair skin and the two blushes on the chest were exposed to the air, and they were in full view.
"You, what are you doing?" Rui Wen asked calmly, but her eyes showed a hint of panic, and she looked away slightly, and her cheeks were a little flushed.
"Uh." An Chen was a little embarrassed to cover the long cloth on his chest: "I have some small injuries and need to be bandaged, because there is no bandage, so, you know how to deal with emergencies." β
"Hurt?" Rui Wen was stunned.
"The small injury I was injured in the jungle was almost healed." Anchen wrapped the cloth back to its original place a little messily, Rui Wen came, and asked her to borrow the bandage, there was no need to use this: "As a result, I went to the training ground today to try the state, and the wound accidentally cracked, so that's it." As he spoke, he touched the tip of his nose and continued: "Na, Ruiwen, how about borrowing us some bandages?" β
"En," looking at An Chen's tangled face, he glanced at the faint blood marks on An Chen's neck, and sighed: "Be careful in the future, you wait." With that, Rui Wen walked out.
Anchen sat cross-legged on the bed and scratched her hair in distress, she didn't want to tell Rui Wen about Tyrone for the time being, mainly because she was worried about causing trouble for Rui Wen again, that perverted hooded man didn't look like a person who didn't trouble him, just solve it in private.
Soon, Rui Wen walked in with some medical bandages, she is a soldier, and she has been using these things very often, so she has a lot of stock.
Glancing at Anchen's wound, there was no heavy bleeding, and it should be fine after a few days of simple disinfection: "You're not very convenient, I'll help you." β
"Huh? Oh good. β
Rui Wen walked over to Anchen and sat down, and began to bandage Anchen.
Neither of them was talking for a while, feeling the smooth skin touched by their fingertips from time to time, Rui Wen's face turned red unconsciously, but it was a good demonstration of the past.
But Anchen raised his head forty-five degrees and looked at the sky in a daze, how could this atmosphere be a little wrong?
After Rui Wen finished bandaging, she carefully tied a knot: "Pay attention to the injury, don't do excessive physical training recently, hey, are you listening to me?" β
But it feels really good to be taken care of, Anchen squinted his eyes at the ceiling in a daze, and suddenly heard someone talking to him beside him. Turning his head, he saw Rui Wen's beating brows, and quickly nodded: "En, en, I know." Is it bandaged? Let me see. As he spoke, he was about to get up and walk.
"You give me a little peace." Rui Wen shook her head, pressed one hand on An Chen's shoulder, and pressed An Chen on the bed: "Don't run around recently, recuperate from your injuries, your plan will be implemented in five days, and then you will also go to the battlefield, how to fight with injuries, do you want to die?" β
"Huh?"
"Ah what, lie down." Saying that, Rui Wen pulled An Chen down on the bed and forcibly covered her with a quilt: "I'll take care of affairs, don't run around." β
"Gollum." An Chen's stomach let out a complaint, which made An Chen's pretty face red, and he said that he hadn't eaten for a day.
Rui Wen looked at An Chen and smiled helplessly: "I'll go get you something to eat." β
Watching Rui Wen walk out, An Chen stuck out her tongue stupidly.
It's absolutely impossible to let An Chen lie here in peace, even if she wants to, she can't do it, what kind of Tyrone still asked her to go to the training ground every night to find him.
Soon, Rui Wen walked in with a steaming food plate: "There is only cold bread in the cooking room, I will help you warm a bowl of oatmeal porridge, make do with it." β
"Yes, thank you." An Chen nodded slightly, sat up slowly, and leaned against the head of the bed.
Rui Wen put the food plate in her hand on the side of the bed and asked seriously, "Do you need me to feed it?" β
"No, no, no." An Chen hurriedly shook his head, even if he was a little injured, it was not to the point where he couldn't eat.
"Well, then I'll go first."
Anchen ate warm light porridge, but was a little moved for no reason.
Ordinary days pass quickly, Rui Wen will come over every day to bring food to Anchen, check wounds, and change bandages. This made Anchen very embarrassed, obviously he was the entourage, but he let Rui Wen take care of it. An Chen also tried the cultivation method of the rune force that he comprehended when he comprehended the skill, and the effect was not very good, but he could feel the slow increase in the power of the rune in his body. Interestingly, Rui Wen helped An Chen directly awaken the rune force at the peak of the third level, and after An Chen cultivated, she found that it seemed that it would not be long before she could save her from breaking through to the fourth level. Yes, at least there's something to pass the time when I'm bored. Also, Anchen thought that bathing in the barracks was a big problem, but he didn't expect that as a woman, he would have special care, and someone would send a bath bucket before going to bed. Of course, there is also the matter of Tyrone, because of the strange effect of Anchen's awakened passive skill Shadow Dancer, Anchen couldn't even detect Ruiwen's induction when he left. Every night after Riven takes care of her and finishes dinner, she will go to the training ground to meet the hooded man, what are she going to do? Sparring. There is indeed an Anchen, a person with strange skills, who is used as a sparring partner, which is definitely much better than a dummy who can't move in the training ground.
Four days later, tomorrow will be the day of the army, An Chen's injury was cured two days ago, the self-healing ability of people in this world is really strange, An Chen's injury can scab over in a day when he is still an ordinary person, let alone now. If it were placed on Earth, it would take at least one to two months of recuperation.
Walking a little slowly, An Chen stood next to the training ground, An Chen held a dagger with a shimmering light in his hand, looked at the empty open space and said lightly: "I'm here." β
Immediately, a black shadow flickered, and the man in the azure cloak slowly walked out, and then sat on the stone platform of the training ground.
"Today, you're not going to do it?" An Chen raised his eyebrows, walked over and hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Or are you scared of being beaten by me?" β
A cold gaze suddenly swept over An Chen's face: "Do you want to die?" β
"Cut." An Chen took a sip: "Uninteresting people." Saying that, he also sat down next to Tyrone, they have been practicing against each other for the past few days, and they have practiced some friendship, but Anchen knows that Tyrone has never done his best, otherwise it is estimated that he will not be able to carry it for a second. He has been suppressing his strength, saying that he asked Anchen to be a sparring partner for him, but in fact, this is of little significance to Tyrone's own training, basically he is helping Anchen to be a sparring partner, so Anchen is also very grateful to him.
"Well." The two of them didn't speak for a long time, just stared at the night sky in a daze, and a little star, until An Chen spoke: "What are you thinking?" β
"The man who will die tomorrow." Tyrone was silent for a moment and said slowly.
"Why die?" An Chen was stunned and looked at him suspiciously.
"Has anyone ever said that you are stupid." Tyrone glanced at the idiots beside him with some disdain and continued, "Those who died because of me. β
"Ha, did you mean there was going to be a war?" An Chen touched her head and smiled, but then she couldn't laugh, although she had killed a lot of people, but she had never experienced war, but she decided to abide by her rules: "It's good not to kill people as much as possible." β
It's also ridiculous to say, two killers sit together and say, try not to kill. But An Chen really didn't have a ghost in his hands in his previous life, at that time he killed a total of twelve people, four drug dealers, two gang leaders, five traffickers, and a corrupt official. Of course, that last one is also where he is buried.
"You're naΓ―ve too." Tyrone shook his head and stood up, ready to leave, but stopped.
In the middle of the ring, Tyrone handed An Chen a pitch-black short knife: "The knife in your hand is too bad." β
An Chen was stunned for a moment, this was a dark short blade, longer than her dagger, the blade was pitch black, and there was no reflection in the moonlight. Without a scabbard, the shiny blade was exposed to the air, faintly revealing the smell of blood, a short knife born to kill.
"Yes, thank you." An Chen was stunned for a moment, but quickly took the short knife, and said to Tyrone with a smile: "Okay, give it to me, don't want to go back." Said hurriedly hung the short knife on his belt: "Hehe." β
Under the hood, the corners of Tyrone's mouth were also slightly hooked: "Hmm." β