The hunted Yuan Boya [Comprehensive]

"Are you Yaken Toshiro?" Boya asked casually while walking towards the room.

"Yes, I am the short sword Yaken Toshiro. Besides the first brother, there are many brothers in the Toshiro family." Yaken Toshiro introduced himself, "Although I have such a name, I am different from other brothers. I grew up on the battlefield. I don’t understand elegant things, so you can rest assured about the battlefield to me.”

"Hey... there are actually many brothers." Boya said in surprise.

"Yes, and most of them are short knives." Yaken Toshiro nodded.

Just as he was speaking, he had arrived at the room where Boya had just woken up.The boy in a white coat pushed his glasses, "Your Highness Boya, it's time for treatment, please let me see your wound."

"Oh, okay! Actually, I don't think my injury is as serious as what you said, and it doesn't hurt at all now..." Boya started to undo the bandage wrapped around his body while talking.

The wound was ruptured due to a slightly violent movement before, and the bandage was stained with a lot of blood, but as the bandage fell off, Yaken Toshiro couldn't help but widen his eyes at the scene in front of him.

"This……"

Except for the stained blood, the skin under the bandage was basically intact, without the slightest wound, where could there be any traces of injury? !

Boya stretched out his hand to touch it dumbfounded, and looked at Yaken Toshiro with a confused face: "What's going on here? Healed?!"

When he just woke up, he clearly noticed that he was injured, but after a short half a day, the wound on his body disappeared. In addition to the heavy feeling that his body was still stagnant, it seemed like Like nothing happened? !

Everything in front of him really tested Yaken Toshiro's cognition. He stepped forward to check Boya's body. The serious injury last night has indeed disappeared completely now. If he hadn't handled it personally and seen it with his own eyes If so, he absolutely can't believe that this kind of thing happened.

Speaking of which, according to his injuries when he was in a coma, it would take him ten days and a half months to recuperate, but the man in front of him was able to move freely the next day, which was ignored by all of them!

"This...may be His Royal Highness Boya's physical recovery ability is relatively good."

Unlike Boya who didn't know the extent of his injury, Yaoken was fully aware that such a wound could heal without treatment in just one day, and it was definitely not something that could be explained by "good recovery ability".

He once heard people say that even if a person with strong spiritual power is injured, he can use spiritual power to heal him. Thinking about it this way, it can explain this problem, but...

He clearly obeyed Sanri Yue Zongjin's request, and while the man was in a coma, he injected him with drugs to suppress spiritual power.

If that's what he thought, then, how profound spiritual power does this man who calls himself "Yuan Boya" have? !

"Well, anyway, wouldn't it be better if there's nothing wrong?" Minamoto Hiroya, who didn't know the turmoil in Yaken Toshiro's heart, scratched his hair with a smile and said indifferently.

"That's right." Yaken Toshiro smiled along with him, trying to make himself look like nothing unusual, "Then Boya, please rest well first, and let's talk about other things tomorrow."

"Well, I am indeed a little tired." Boya raised his hand and yawned, and his voice was indeed somewhat tired, "By the way, Yaoken, can I trouble you to bring my saber here? No If you keep it by your side, it always feels like something is missing.”

"Okay, please leave this matter to me." Yaken Toshiro nodded, turned around and walked out of the house, "His Royal Highness, please rest well."

After closing the door casually, the young man's face finally showed a bit of solemnity.

He glanced back at Boya who was already lying down in the room, after all he just sighed softly.

***

When Boya woke up from a sound sleep, the sunlight could barely enter the room.

He stared at the ceiling for a while, his expression slightly dazed.He had a dream. In the dream, an invisible person kept calling his name, but he didn't know who that person was at all, and he couldn't respond to his calling.

"Ah, I'm so annoying." Boya wiped his face irritably, not only the dream, but also the impression of the past in his mind is still blank, the exhaustion of the body has been completely eliminated, which is unexpected, he Still a seriously injured patient.

Even if he lost his memory, Boya also clearly understood that such a strong recovery ability is not a "normal" phenomenon, but this question cannot be solved in a short while, so he simply threw it to the back of his mind.

It's better to go and get those guys.

Boya thought so, and when he was about to get up, he saw a pair of knives placed beside the bed, besides that, there was a longbow, but he didn't see any arrows.

Seeing them, an inexplicable familiarity arose spontaneously, and Boya was about to draw out his sword to look it over, but saw something slipping out of the scabbard.

Paper?

Why is the paper in the scabbard?Was it something he already had, or...

Confused, Boya bent down to pick up the slipped paper and glanced at it, only to see the words "dangerous" written on the paper.

Boya's heart trembled.

He stretched out his hand to stroke the writing on the paper, and a slight doubt appeared in his eyes.

The ink had already dried out, and it didn't look like it was written temporarily. It seemed that someone put it in his scabbard before he was injured.

What had he been through before, and why was he seriously injured?Who put this note in his scabbard instead of a more conspicuous place?What kind of danger does this person want to remind him of?Was it the thing he referred to as dangerous that made him lose his memory?

All kinds of questions filled his mind, but now Boya is like a headless chicken, completely at a loss.

"My lord, are you up?"

The sound of pressing and cutting Hasebe came from outside the door.

Boya came back to his senses, subconsciously put away the note, and said in response: "Well, here we come."

As soon as he opened the door, Yaki Hasebe glanced at Boya with concern, "Is the lord's injury really all right?"

"Yes, it's completely fine." Facing Hasebe's gaze, Boya, who didn't take the injury seriously at all, suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Let Hasebe worry you. Yaoken should have already told everyone Have you said that?"

"It's nothing, it's Hasebe's honor to be able to worry about the lord's affairs!" Hasebe said earnestly, "Yakuken has already told everyone about this, but after all, the lord is the first person I've ever met. It's unbelievable for someone to be able to recover from his injuries so quickly."

"To be honest, I'm also confused about this matter." Boya smiled helplessly, "Let's not talk about this, where are you all now?"

"Does your lord have any plans?" Hasebe followed Boya towards the main hall, "Three Riyue and Yiqi Yizhen should be in the tea room now, and everyone else should be in their own room. As for Crane Marukuninaga has always been a dragon but never sees the end, so if he thinks of it, he will come out naturally."

"Yo! Are you missing me, Lord God Judge?"

Just as he was talking, a black head hung down from the eaves, Tsurumaru Kuninaga looked at Hiroya with a smile, his eyes flashed with joy, "Wow~ the wound is really gone completely, I'm so scared Crane."

He noticed the existence of people before he spoke, Minamoto Boya was not shocked by his sudden appearance at all, he looked at Tsurumaru Kuninaga who was hanging upside down outside the eaves, and Boya, who was planning to give it to everyone, showed eagerness Smile: "Tsuramaru, would you like to compete with me?!"

"Huh?!" Before Yakiri Hasebe had time to reprimand Tsurumaru Kuninaga for his nonsense, his eyes widened in shock at what Boya said, "Wait, my lord, you..."

"This request really scared me." Tsurumaru Kuninaga fell from the eaves.His movements are graceful, and the hem of his fluttering clothes looks like the wings of a crane flapping up and down.

"As a samurai, isn't it normal to want to challenge the strong?" Boya smiled heartily, and patted the double knives pinned to his waist, "Yesterday's sneak attack doesn't count, how about it? Let's have a good fight!"

"But..." Hasebe, who hadn't expected such a scene at all, was caught off guard by the sudden situation, "My lord, your injury is just right, no..."

"Then it's decided!" Tsurumaru Kuninaga completely ignored Hasebe's frantic look, he slightly raised his hand, and the sword in his hand was out of its sheath, making a soft sound!

"Ah, it's a little bit worth looking forward to, you man." Tsurumaru Kuninaga's face was full of excitement, and the black streamer flashed in the golden eyes, "It can make Tsuru so excited, Even if it is defeated by my hands, it is still a surprising thing!"

"Oh, it's not certain who wins and who loses!" Boya slowly drew out the dagger at his waist, his tone was also full of fighting spirit, and he said casually to Hasebe: "Hasebe, get out of the way, don't disturb……"

"Did you dare to lose your mind during the battle with me? Don't you underestimate the strength of the crane—!"

Before Boya finished speaking, Tsurumaru Kuninaga's figure had disappeared from the original place like a stream of light, and the sound of the sword piercing through the air aroused fierce killing intent, instantly enveloping Boya!

Seeing that the blade was about to pass across his shoulders, Boya made a sudden movement, already dodging Tsurumaru Kuninaga's attack this time, he drew the blade with his backhand, there was a soft clang when the blade touched, and a weak burst came out. of electric light.

"It seems that I should be more serious!" Boya stopped paying attention to Hasebe, who was next to him, and started to fight Tsurumaru Kuninaga seriously.

But in the blink of an eye, the two had already dealt with several rounds quickly, while Hasebe, who stood aside and forcibly became the background board, only felt his temples beating faintly, and suddenly he had some doubts about his future life. Got a bad feeling.

Leaving aside Tsurumaru Kuninaga, the perennial "scarer", he never imagined that Minamoto Hiroya would be such a character who would fight at the slightest disagreement? !

What should the new interrogator not follow the script at all, waiting online, very urgent.