"You're a nervous list...... aren't you" Alan looked at him with a strange expression, and continued to explain without concealing it, even if he told it to others, others would treat him as a madman, ignoring Ricken's adoring expression, Alan patted the dust on his legs and got up from the ground.

It's sunny today, it's very dark outside, it must be another sunny day, Alan stretched comfortably, it's really comfortable......

"Help, help...... I won't say it, even if you die...... Ah, don't!" The fat man who fell asleep seemed to have a terrible dream, his face was pale, and cold sweat broke out, and he suddenly woke up from his sleep.

"Don't......! ...... fat man opened his eyes, his eyes were a little dazzling, he squinted slightly, and the things around him were very blurry, and when his eyes adjusted to the surrounding situation, he said blankly, "Here...... Is it heaven, or hell?"

"Smack!" Rickon slapped the fat man on the back thickly, and the fat man was startled and jumped up from the ground.

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts!" the fat man rubbed his back aggrievedly, then remembered something, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed in surprise, "I'm not dead? I'm not dead! Hahaha, I'm not dead." ”

The fat man jumped left and right, venting the joy in his heart, and only after his brain consumed this information did he say in surprise: "I remember that I was whipped by them a lot yesterday, and I was about to die, but why don't I have a single scar on my body now, I shouldn't have dreamed last night, but these blood marks on my body don't look like fake......"

The fat man stood there and thought about it, he was a little confused, and Ricken said on the side: "It was Allen who saved you, as for what method was used, I was tired last night, and I didn't see it clearly,"

The fat man knew the truth, and his eyes stared at Alan with affection, and said numbly: "Uh...... I don't know how to thank you, but if you don't dislike it, I'll ......"

"Get out!" said Allen, laughing, and then made a gesture to kick him, but the fat man gave a rather cooperative "oops", and then fell on the thatch, and then came his cry of joy.

"Woo woo, I was really scared last night, I really thought I was going to die, woo woo!" The fat man snorted and cried, crying so miserably.

When he wiped off his snot, he happened to see Suona's sluggish appearance, and the fat man was embarrassed and quickly turned his face away.

"You're awake," Alan asked in a flat tone, as if recounting an ordinary event.

"Hmm," Sana replied heavily, reaching out and touching the wound on her chest, where the wound was gone, her skin smooth and white, and the arrow at the base of Alan's foot out of the corner of her eye.

"Thank you......" Sana's voice was weak, Alan didn't hear it clearly for the first time, and said in surprise, "Ah, what did you say?"

Sana blushed with shame, and Alan was like discovering a new world, and it was the first time to see her expression, which was really interesting.

"I said, thank you!"

"Okay, okay, I know, we're all partners, this is what I should do. ”

"But how did you do it?" was what Sana wanted to know the most, and she would think about the scene when Eren fell from the sky that day, was he really a legendary god?

Alan just smiled and didn't speak, he wasn't cold, he just didn't know how to explain it, he gave them the existence of the Jade Disk, telling them that he was actually from time and space hundreds of thousands of years later, this is really too sensational, more wrong to say, less to say less wrong, not to say wrong, not to say wrong......

"Well, everyone has their own secrets, and we can't force you if you don't say it, but I still have to thank you for saving my life. Sana thanked her sincerely, and then the thought that Eren might have seen places she shouldn't have seen last night when she treated her injuries made her feel like her heart was beating faster and shouldn't have looked directly into Alan's eyes.

"Yes, yes, Alan, I really thought I was dead last night, and I still have you!" The fat man's eyebrows fluttered, and he was a little out of tune when he regained his energy, and Alan didn't know whether it was good or bad to save him.

......

"Goo, goo......"

Quietly in the temple, suddenly ruined by this strange sound, Sana touched her stomach embarrassedly, "That, I'm sorry, I'm hungry......"

"It's okay if you don't say it, I'm still hungry when you say it, I'll go out and buy you something to eat later." As soon as Alan was about to get up from the thatch, the fat man patted his chest and volunteered to go out.

A quarter of an hour passed......

What's going on, why hasn't this fat man come back, the three of them looked at each other, Alan obviously remembered that there was a pastry shop on the next street, and he didn't know how long he had been buying something to eat.

Half an hour passed, and just when the three of them thought that something had happened to the fat man, the broken door of the temple "creaked", and the fat man hurriedly ran in, "Oh no, something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Alan asked.

The fat man came to the corner of the hall, where all three of Alan were sitting, and the fat man put the hemp cake wrapped in a cardboard box in his hand on the ground, then wiped the oil from his hands, and then opened a piece of parchment pinned to his waist.

Alan was grumbling with hunger, Suona was about the same, the two of them were quick-eyed, and each took a piece of fragrant hemp cake from the carton, the hemp cake was just out of the pot, or hot, the sesame seed aroma on the surface was swirling, making people's appetite move, Alan ate in three or two bites, Suona didn't care about any image, eating was more arrogant than Allen, when Alan only gnawed half of it, the piece in Suanna's hand was all down.

"What is this?" said Allen, who was still chewing the cake in his mouth, so he could only ask vaguely.

"Whew!" the fat man finally unfolded the large piece of parchment and laid it on the ground, on the half-man-wide parchment, the faces of three people were drawn impressively, Allen, Sana and Ricken, especially Ricken's head was heavily painted with a red ×, and I don't know who hated him so much.

This turned out to be a wanted warrant!

"Where did you find this? Yo, I was drawn quite alike, just a mustache, which I used to keep when I was still a viscount in the territory, it seems that the person who made the list already knows who I am!"

In fact, the text below the portrait can see the clues, whether it is the name or the identity under Allen's avatar, all of them are question marks, and Suonadi's real name and identity are already on the list.

"Well, this one I picked up on the ground when I was shopping, and not only that, but I ran around and posted at least four or five of this on every street, and I guess this thing is finished in town. "The reason why the fat man delayed a little time just now was to investigate the situation.

"So we're all wanted?" Alan asked rhetorically.

"Well, it should be, uh, except I thought all three of you were wanted. The fat man explained.

Sana's expression was a little solemn, and the list detailed that these three killers were the people who assassinated Viscount Phyllis before, and they plundered a treasure beyond anyone to believe from Phyllis's mouth, and the reason why he wanted to assassinate Elder Clay this time was because he got the identities of these people and wanted to be killed.

The information on this list completely distorts the matter, and the only one who knows the truth of the matter, I'm afraid that in addition to Elder Gray, the initiator, only Thana herself knows it, but she watched Gray kill Phyllis, and then blame herself for the whole process, if it weren't for Alan falling from the sky to break the deadlock and then rescue her, it is estimated that she would have betrayed this black cauldron.

In fact, as far as the current situation is concerned, she also has to bear this pot, this bounty list is posted, and the people of the whole kingdom believe that it was Sana and her three accomplices who killed Phyllis, stole information about the mysterious treasure place, and even later, killed Elder Clay of the White-clothed Sect, as well as more than a dozen people such as the White-clothed Sect.

"So, we're all fugitives now?" everyone looked at each other, and Ricken complained weakly.

"Maybe, maybe, probably like this," said the fat man, his expression turned sharply, and he said indignantly, "Damn, why are you all fugitives, what about me, we are not in the same group, why don't you have my portrait!"

"It's because you're too weak, the weak don't have the opportunity to enjoy this honor," Ricken's words were like a sharp sword plunged straight into his chest, it was like a 10,000-point heart blow, am I so weak, ah!

That's the way it is, the fat man can't refute it, he can only hold it back, it's like eating a ton of poop.

"Hey, this white-clothed sect is really ruthless, come to such a trick to draw salary, and put all the pots on my head, but this time it has affected you, I'm really embarrassed," in Ricken's thoughts, this is the white-clothed sect's plan, just like his father was framed by Clay for more than ten years and lost his life, this familiar routine is not only used by these animals of the white-clothed sect.

It's just that he has changed from one person to three people, and when I think about it, I feel sorry for them.

"Actually, you don't have to blame yourself, I think it may be that I have caused you trouble?" Suona looked flat, as if she had expected this situation for a long time.

"Oh, what do you mean by that?" asked Ricken, confused, as Alan and the fat man explained looking at her strangely.

Several people have experienced life and death together, and their respective performances have also proved that everyone is like-minded, and because of this bounty list, several people have been inseparably tied together, and all the things that are hidden in their hearts are told one by one at this time.

From the time she received the bounty list, to entering Viscount Philip's mansion, and then seeing Elder Gray kill Viscount Philip with her own hands.