Was Mibu Wolf

"Well, can you let me go first?"

This party thinks that this person is a second child, but subconsciously thinks that the other party must have a bad temper, so he asks politely as much as possible.

The blond man let go of his hands, folded his hands in front of his chest, and looked at this side carefully with scrutiny. He was staring at this side, but he had a good face, so he could only pretend that he didn't care at all.

"Heh." The blond man finally spoke, although he sneered at the beginning, but this party felt that it was better than being speechless, "Those two bastards who are dressed similarly to you are with you."

What he said was not pleasant, but this party didn't care about it, and asked urgently, "Are they nearby?"

"Over there." The blond man raised his chin slightly, kind of pointing him in the direction.

This side looked at the past, and it was already dark at this time, and the street lamps on the street were lit up one by one.

"Thank you very much!" This Fang now feels that although this person has some secondary illnesses, he must be a good person with a cold face and a warm heart.Hearing his thanks, the blond man seemed a little uncomfortable and turned around.

"Mr. Jin, you are such a good man!" Fang once again thanked him sincerely, turned around and rushed in that direction.What this warm-hearted good man said seems to be true, he really saw Qingguang's back, "Qingguang——"

This side called his name, but Qing Guang didn't seem to hear it at all, and hurriedly turned into the side street.Suspicion arose in this party's heart, he became alert, and followed cautiously.

After Qing Guang entered the alley, he disappeared without a trace. This party did not take his guard lightly, but made a posture of drawing his sword, and walked sideways inside.

"mum--"

With a meow, Fang felt a bit disturbed and flustered, he suddenly remembered something, opened his eyes slightly, "It's you..."

……

I didn't realize that the person I was talking to had left. The well-known Mr. Gu Jin who was praised as a good person for the first time:?

"Hmph, since you..." Gilgamesh raised his eyes lightly, his face suddenly turned cold, there was only a black cat standing there just now, and the black cat gave him a "meow" full of sarcasm, Disappeared in a plume of gray smoke.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked in the direction the party left.But it was still a step late. The boy curled up in the depths of the alley, frowning slightly, as if in pain.

With his hands in the pockets of his trousers, Gilgamesh squatted down slowly, looking down at Fang's face, as if he was judging whether he was injured or not.

In the next second, he left his place and appeared on top of the broken street lamp in the middle of the alley. A knife appeared in his original position. If he was still standing there, he would definitely be stabbed right through.

The red scarf and tail of the black-haired boy fluttered slightly, and his murderous red eyes stared at the man standing on the street lamp. While guarding him, he gently lifted his head and leaned against his arms .

"My lord..."

"Qing Guang!" Another boy also ran over, saw Fang lying in Qing Guang's arms, his eyes were slightly red, "Is your lord alright?"

"I've fainted, how could it be okay." California Qingguang's tone was very bad, what he saw was the scene where the blond man wanted to do something to the lord, and the man saw them coming, so he obviously had the ability to leave , but still stay here.

Although I really want to chop the prisoner into pieces to vent my hatred.But I have to admit that if he really met him, Qingguang felt that he would not be able to beat that person.

An Ding knelt beside him, stretched out his hand and touched Fang's cheek, wiped away the speck of dust, and said, "Take him to the landing place I found first, and wait for him to wake up."

"Do you want to see a doctor?" Qingguang handed over the prescription to An Ding, turned his back and squatted down, and An Ding cooperatively laid the prescription on top of him.

"The priest in that church seems to have some medical skills, so he should be able to help us." An Ding said, and raised Fang Fang worriedly, "Our identities here are not suitable for going to the hospital."

"If I were you, I wouldn't go there." Gilgamesh, who was standing on the street lamp, finally spoke again, his voice still extremely arrogant. He himself felt that his temper was too good today, even if he met interesting people. Guy, also seems too easy to talk to.

"You bastard..." Qing Guang drew out his knife and glared at Gilgamesh, unexpectedly, he jumped off the street lamp again and walked towards them step by step.

Qingguang put his left hand behind his back, gestured to Anding, and stood in front of them with a knife.An Ding bit her lip, still obeying Qing Guang's instructions, planning to run away with Fang when the man didn't notice.

"You have offended me since the first time you swung your sword at this king." Gilgamesh still put his hands in his pockets, and approached them leisurely, "If it wasn't for..."

"Well……"

Just when Gilgamesh was about to reach them, there was a sudden movement here. He moaned softly, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

His waking up attracted the attention of everyone present, Gilgamesh also stopped, Qing Guang glanced at him several times, and still came to the side of the two.

"My lord!" Seeing that he woke up, An Ding finally felt relieved. Even Qing Guang standing in front of him seemed to have a backbone, and he was no longer so nervous.

"Ah, why am I here." Fang rubbed his head and took a deep breath in pain, "Headache..."

"Have a headache? Will this be better?" An Ding immediately reached out to help him massage his temples, his movements were extremely gentle.

"Well, it's much better, thank you very much." Fang's brows slightly relaxed, and he said with a smile, "You are really a kind person who can lend a helping hand to a stranger like me."

An Ding's hand suddenly stopped, and he looked at this side in disbelief, "Never met?"

"What about me? Don't you know me?" Qing Guang grabbed Fang's hand and asked urgently.

Fang Fang looked at his face carefully, and slowly shook his head, "It's a little familiar, but I really don't know you."

Seeing that both of them fell into silence, this party couldn't bear it for some reason, and said, "Well, don't be sad, I must have lost my memory."

Qing Guang and An Ding turned their heads to look at him at a very high frequency. Fang shrugged and said quite indifferently, "I don't remember who I am. By the way, if you know me, do you know my name?"

His final expression was full of thirst for knowledge, but Qingguang and An Ding didn't know how to answer him.

The name of the god judge cannot be told to Daojian. Although his current name is no secret to the two of them, his name should not be said from their mouths.

"Then let me tell you."

The unexpected person spoke, and Gilgamesh looked down at him with his height, his expression was full of joy, it seemed that it was rare to see this party with such an expression, and he was a little interested.

Qingguang still cared about what this person did to this party before they arrived, and looked at him vigilantly.This side didn't care, and smiled at Gilgamesh, "Please tell me."

"Your name is."

Gilgamesh paused, looked at the two men with swords who became tense, and smiled mischievously.

This side looked at him expectantly, Gilgamesh waved to him, he walked over obediently, Qing Guang looked at him hesitantly, this side shook his head at him and said, "It's okay, I can feel Come out, Mr. King is a good man."

Qingguang: ...?You don't remember me and An Ding, you don't even remember your own name, but you know this guy's name?

Mr. Jin, Mr. Jin doesn't care how he is called, he is very satisfied to watch the boy walk up to him obediently, "You are more interesting now."

This side was a little unclear, so Gilgamesh didn't explain much, and leaned his head against this side's ear and said a few words, this side looked at him with some surprise, "Really?"

"Ask them." Gilgamesh raised his chin and said, pointing at Qingguang and An Ding.

"I'm just a little shocked, not suspicious, but it makes sense when I think about it this way." There was a feeling that this was indeed the case, and he couldn't help but sigh, "So I'm Director Okita..."

"Do you remember anything?" Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow and asked.

Holding his chin with one hand, he made the standard action of a detective thinking, and said, "I have a sense of belonging to the name Souji Okita, but I can't remember the corresponding deeds. This era also feels very strange." , it's a little strange."

"Shoji Okita?" An Ding repeated blankly.

"I'm here." Fang felt that the name was very easy to say when he agreed, thinking that this must be his original name.Curving the corner of his mouth, he said with a smile, "Although I can't remember your names, I always feel that there is a wonderful connection between you and me. We should have known each other for a long time."

"I think, you must be..." This party was a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to say it.

Suddenly snowflakes fell in the sky, and the snow fell beside that person, just like him standing under the cherry blossom tree in previous years.It's just that it's not cold enough now, and the falling snowflakes will soon disappear.

An Ding's heart was suddenly moved. Whether he remembered his existence or not, he always remembered the bond between them.

"You are, my son." He finally said the words, as if he was relieved, and looked at the two teenagers lovingly.

From the moment he met, he felt the closeness between them. Whether it was temperament or eyebrows, they were more or less similar. This must be the attraction between blood.

"Be sober." Qing Guang complained expressionlessly, he knew that the lord was absolutely serious for only three seconds, "You are only 16 years old, how can we have such a big son."

"Am I only 16 years old?" Fang was even more surprised, and felt a little disappointed again, "Isn't it..."

"Actually, it can't be considered completely wrong." An Ding couldn't bear to see the disappointed expression on this side, and glared at Qing Guang, "Although we are not considered to be made by you, we have grown up by following you. No less respect than the Maker."

"I was touched when I heard this." Fang raised his hand and covered his mouth. The leather gloves felt uncomfortable against his face. He took off the gloves and looked at An Ding expectantly, "Then, call me One sound?"

"..." Facing An Ding's eyes like this, she couldn't refuse at all, but she really couldn't open her mouth.When he was thinking about what he could use to divert this party's attention, he suddenly saw a strange engraving on the back of this party's hand, "Master, what is that?"