Don't panic, the leader of rebirth

The night is like a thick inkstone, so deep that it cannot be melted, it falls on the picture scroll of the day, dyeing the night black.

The figures surged, sparse sounds came from the base of the wall, and a sour smell wafted in the air faintly. He moved his steps carefully, the palms of the bearded man were covered with sweat, and he tightly held the gun in his right hand. The dagger, the black pupils dilated and shrunk, the three of them hugged into a ball, advancing against the wall, and trailing behind the young man wearing the noble toga in front.

The appearance of Wu Chan comes to mind, the dark green eyes are charming and deep, the high nose bridge is like a knife-cut side face, but because of a touch of softness, the tough face is like the masterpiece of the creator. If it is placed in modern times, it is definitely a man. God-level Tom Sue.

Of course, if he can get rid of the problem of inconsistency, Yuelin will feel that Wu Chan is perfect.

How can I go back?

Yue Lin, who was so anxious, quickened his pace unconsciously, with a gloomy expression.

The maid came hurriedly, took out three pieces of wood of different sizes from the basket at hand, put them in the brazier that was about to burn out, and took out some dry leaves and put them below to help the fire. Burn a raging fire, illuminate the night, and cast a layer of warm light on the wall.

"Do you know the clerk next to Mr. Wu Chan?" A soldier joked.

"I know, who here still doesn't know that kid."

"I heard that he came from Xiangsui City with Mr. Wu Chan. I guess they can't have that kind of relationship?"

"Tch, there is no need to guess at all. I heard that Mr. Wu Chan lived with the clerk before, and they lived separately because of a conflict recently."

"This clerk is too capricious. If Mr. Wu Chan doesn't want him in the future, there will be no place for him to cry."

"Hahahaha, that's right, that's right, I don't know how many women in Pample want to marry Wu Chan, yet the clerk dares to quarrel with you..."

The burly man with a shiny big knife hanging from his waist, with a serious expression on his unshaven face, roared from a distance, "What are you talking about?"

Several soldiers closed their mouths when they saw Jian Zan, and stood there obediently.

"My... my lord, why are you here?"

Jian Zan glared at the tall and thin soldier, and said, "Don't just talk about this kind of thing here for nothing. I heard it. If Lord Wu Chan hears it, you will feel better."

Several soldiers grinned and giggled.

"My lord, you are also from Xiangsui, the clerk really belongs to Lord Wu Chan..."

"Hmph, shut up, I don't dare to gossip about adults."

The young man has black hair that is softly attached to his ears, and a pair of clear and bright eyes that are always full of vitality. Jian Zan has the appearance of a young man in his head.

Mr. Wu Chan may really have some inexplicable relationship with this young man, after all, he has been living together before... I have never heard the saying that the clerk needs to live with the city lord.

Jian Zan smiled.

"My lord!" The maid looked at Yue Lin who was showing half of his face in the darkness by the firelight, and immediately recognized Yue Lin as the person that several big men soldiers were discussing, and knelt down on the ground.

The sharp voice of the maid immediately attracted the attention of several gossiping soldiers, who stroked the hair on their faces in embarrassment, stood back to their posts, and rolled their eyes following Yue Lin's body.

The tall and thin soldier who spoke ill of Yue Lin stared nervously at Yue Lin's movements, the sweat in his palms drenched the corner of the lichen in his hands.

Jian Zan looked at Yue Lin in embarrassment and smiled.

Yue Lin walked away from the soldiers in silence, without saying a word, and glared at Jian Zan.

How can this group of men be so gossip? (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻The bearded man and others hiding by the wall also heard the conversation of several people, and the expressions on their faces were unpredictable. After thinking for a while, the bearded man suddenly made a decision and said: "Look This kid is unusual, we caught him, and the dangerous Wu Chan let us go."

"Can this kid be useful?"

"It doesn't matter if he's useful or not. If it's a big deal, kill him. You'll make money anyway." The flesh on the bearded man's face rose and fell with his body, and his icy voice was like the surface of a frozen lake. icehouse.

There was no one on the promenade, only the flames in a few huge braziers were beating, a breeze was blowing on the face, the coolness was piercing, and the temperature difference between day and night was too great, Yue Lin shook his body to warm himself up.

The most luxurious room in the city lord is of course the city lord's residence, but Yue Lin definitely doesn't want to live in it. After all, those people haven't died for long. Although the blood has been cleaned up by the servants, it can't erase the deep memory of that day.

Thinking of Pample, whose corpses were strewn across the field, Yue Lin couldn't help but tremble all over. He almost died in this place that day.

Looking at the seemingly quiet and peaceful courtyard in front of him, Yue Lin took a deep breath and said in his heart: It's good to be alive.

"My lord, you are back." The soldier smiled kindly, opened the door gentlemanly, and nodded in greeting.

"Thank you."

Light the oil lamp, and the exquisitely furnished room has everything in it. After tidying up, Yuelin decides to let go of the tiredness of the day and decide to take a good night's sleep.

A dogtail grass branch by the wall swayed violently, its fluffy tail swayed in the air, and the hem of the brown clothes rubbed against its roots. Looking from the hem of the clothes, the man was holding a rough dagger in his hand , like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity, quietly waiting for an opportunity to attack.

"You two take care of the four soldiers outside, and leave the kid inside to me. Old rules, cut your throat."

"Okay." As expected of professional killers, the three of them quickly drew up a plan. Two of them immediately distanced themselves and walked along the wall, with their toes on the ground, walking on a catwalk, and slowly approached the four guarding soldiers.

The brain lost the ability to think in an instant, and the blood spurted out like a column, splashing onto the white wall and the ground.

The man squatted down badly, covered the soldier's mouth with his rough hand, put his index finger on his lips, and said with a smile, "Shh, don't make a sound."

Clutching his neck tightly, his pupils slowly dilated, four soldiers were silently killed by two men.

The two are reapers walking in the dark night, coming without a trace, going without a trace, killing one person in ten steps.

There was soft cotton and linen on the bed, and Yue Lin said that he rubbed himself in the warm blanket.

Throwing away the quilt covering the boy's face, the bearded boy looked suspiciously at the boy lying on the bed. He looked good, but Wu Chan's clerk seemed not as good as Wu Chan himself.

"Hey, interesting."

The cold dagger was pressed against the neck, and the cold feeling was transmitted through the skin to the nervous center, Yue Lin woke up from the dream, and gently rubbed his eyes.

"Hello, little guy."

Hearing the other party's voice, Yue Lin trembled all over, and instantly woke up, the cold voice made people feel like falling into an ice cellar.

Beard swept Yue Lin's cheeks with contempt, and said, "Why don't you speak? I thought you would call the soldiers outside to rescue you."

"They should all be dead..." Yue Lin calmed down, sat up from the bed, put his injured right hand away, and said quietly.

"You're very smart." Beard shrugged, spreading his hands and said, "Then can you do me a favor?"

"Can I choose not to help?"

"No."

It was really uncomfortable to be walked by the collar, and the neck was strangled, and Yue Lin could only open his mouth to breathe in fresh air.

"Boy, where is Wu Chan now?" With the cold knife on his neck, Yue Lin shrank his neck reflexively.

"I do not know."

"Little clerk, it seems that you have to make yourself suffer so that you can be honest?"

……

In the long night, when the guests dispersed, Wu Chan walked out of his hall and walked along the road.

Using his real name, Wu Chan felt that this moment was very good. Even though it might attract the attention of Carthage, Wu Chan still hoped to use his own name back.

Memories flashed quickly like a horse watching flowers, and finally a figure gradually became clear in my mind, a wonderful boy, sometimes I really want to know what is in his head.

Jian Zan saw his lord from afar, and bowed respectfully to Ye Zen.

Wu Chan took a look at his room, and there were a few shadowy figures swaying, feeling a little bit of anticipation in his heart, Ye Chan pushed open the door with a 'snap', and the three maids put down the quilts in their hands, and hurriedly knelt down on the ground, piously shouted.

"grown ups."

Jian Zan scratched his head and said, "Are you looking for Lord Yuelin? I just saw him go over there."

Wu Chan nodded slightly. Originally, he slept in the same room because he hoped that Yuelin would do his best to help him detoxify, and it was inconvenient to tell more people about the detoxification at that time.

"My lord, you can't force him to stay with you in such a rough way in pursuit of a person. You have to use actions to let him know that you like it." Jian Zan said with his few experiences.

Wu Chan wondered, "Pursue? How?"

"Such as delivering something?"

Jian Zan thought that every time he took out a knife and coin, those beautiful girls would take the initiative to find him. People who want to be pursued should like to be given things...

"Let me think about it, what is better to give..." Wu Chan thought for a while, then patted his subordinate on the shoulder to show his affirmation.

Wu Chan, who has never been in love, fell into an endless loop.

"Shells? Pearls? Knives?"

"No, he won't like these things, but what is there to give?"

Walking through the promenade, the green vines have not been built for a long time, and the length can reach the top of people's heads, but the man didn't notice. At this moment, his mind is full of what to give to Yue Lin?

I really want to pack myself for Yue Lin ╮(╯_╰)╭ In the quiet and eerie corridor, there is no sound, and Wu Chan, who sensed something was wrong, squinted his beautiful dark green eyes halfway, and put his hands on his waist , hold the saber and pull it out.

When I walked in, I saw four corpses on the ground, and when I touched them lightly, the corpses were still warm.

He frowned tightly, twisting into a word 'Chuan'.

Oops, the danger is approaching!