Yan country is not big, just a small country, I spent half a year to visit all the restaurants, shops, see the famous rivers, mountains and rivers, and save a teenager.

He was lucky enough to be able to cure him with the little bit of my fur that I had at that time, and since then, the venomous boy who was two years older than me has been by my side.

After saving Xie Yan, we left the country of Yan and traveled to the country of Wu. Ji Linghou's shops were all over Yan Kingdom, but fortunately, before leaving Yan Kingdom, I took silver taels, otherwise I wouldn't even have the travel expenses. However, Yan Guo was too young to let me eat any bones, and when I came to Wu Kingdom, I suffered a lot.

As soon as I got out of the border and came to the street of Wu Kingdom, all kinds of snacks were shining, and a restaurant was full of people. I pulled Xie Yan and drooled: "I heard that Wu Guo's snacks are good, let's go have a meal!" Xie Yan glanced at me and pulled back his sleeve slowly: "You just had breakfast, be careful of eating your stomach, I can't explain it." I pursed my lips, a little depressed: "What the hell are you from over there?" "After the master learned that I had saved Xie Yan, he asked him to take full responsibility for my trip, where to go, what inn to go to, what to do, and even how much money to spend. Don't be too unfree.

Xie Yan smiled, his handsome face was in the wind, his dark eyes were full of smiles, and he said, "That's it, I don't dislike you if you eat fat, I'll go to the Fulin Inn to rent a room first, and you can eat by yourself." ”

After receiving the pardon order, I ran to the restaurant with the most people on my legs and chose a place near the window. Through the hollow window, you can clearly see the streets and alleys of Wu Kingdom, it is early autumn, the wind is a little cool, let me shiver, tighten the clothes on my body.

When I saved Xie Yan, it was also early autumn. At that time, he was lying on the ground with a pale face, his obsidian eyes were almost out of focus, and his white lips were torn out in a long, evil arc. I asked him, "I might put you to death, do you believe me?" ”

His throat tugged, but he didn't make a sound, his head nodded down slightly, he closed his eyes tiredly, and tried to open them again, and the firmness in his eyes moved me faintly. Thinking about it now, maybe it was the experience of seeing dead people along the way that gave me the courage to save him, and it was also the trust in his eyes that moved me.

It was his unconditional trust that opened my eyes later; It was also his unconditional trust that made him scarred later.