Go back to ancient times to explore the case

"Master Yan, be careful!"

Following Xie Yu'an's exclamation, Yan Qingchuan almost instinctively turned around and held his sword to block, but the man's saber was swift and fierce, directly pressing her and taking a few steps back.

The sharp blade was within walking distance of Yan Qingchuan's neck.

The man's eyes were fierce, and he gritted his teeth desperately. Relying on the advantage of his body strength, he pressed Yan Qingchuan's straight back and bent it a little bit.

Xie Yu'an ran towards the man while recalling the martial arts moves in his mind.

The man caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and randomly swept his leg across, sweeping up a piece of flying sand and rocks on the ground and hitting Xie Yu'an's face.

Xie Yu'an was immediately blinded by the flying sand, closed his eyes and coughed violently, and when he opened his eyes again, the man had already started a fierce fight with Yan Qingchuan, the rustling wind in the forest and the sound of swords fighting were endless.

She watched the two figures in the forest continue to confront each other, and she regretted that she hadn't learned martial arts well, otherwise she wouldn't just be staring blankly and helpless now.

"Let's go! Go find Xu Jinlai!" Yan Qingchuan sternly said as he avoided the knife.

"But......"

"Stop talking nonsense, go!" Yan Qingchuan shouted loudly, bent back, and swung the man's big knife almost close to her cheek, where the blade passed, a few strands of black hair fell down.

Xie Yu'an was terrified when he saw it, and shouted suddenly: "System, find a way! Save Lord Yan!"

The system's electronic voice replied calmly: "Host, please rest assured, the target character has the aura of the protagonist and will not die. All the plots are just to enhance the richness of the plot."

Xie Yu'an said angrily: "If she won't die, won't she be in pain?! Well, you don't care, right? You don't care about me!"

With a surge of blood, Xie Yu'an didn't care about anything else, and suddenly ran towards the man. The man dodged sideways, glaring and gnashing his teeth, and said, "You're looking for death!" As he said that, the direction of the big knife turned to strike Xie Yu'an.

At a critical moment, a silver sword split the blade, and Yan Qingchuan struck the man's chest with his palm, knocking the man back a few steps.

Yan Qingchuan panted slightly, her usually cold and white skin became ruddy because of the fighting, she swept around Xie Yu'an's body and said, "Are you alright?"

Xie Yu'an shook his head, looked at Yan Qingchuan's sword hand, the back of that white hand was dripping with blood, and his wrist trembled imperceptibly.

Xie Yu'an's face froze, her lips parted slightly, but before she could make a sound, she saw the man slashing at him with a knife again. Her mind went blank, and before she could think deeply, she stretched out her arms to wrap around Yan Qingchuan, and turned around to block.

After a while, the expected pain did not come, only a "bang", the man seemed to be bounced away by some huge air current, the whole person flew backwards, hit a big tree in the middle, rolled a few times after landing , vomited blood and passed out.

Returning to the quiet forest, only two breaths of the same rapidity remained. Xie Yuan hugged Yan Qingchuan in her arms, her heart was still beating violently. She really thought she was about to die just now, the urgency and suffocation of her life hanging by a thread Feeling, she never wants to experience it a second time.

"let me go."

The tone of the familiar order was not as cold and hard as usual, Xie Yu'an came back to his senses, and as soon as he let go of his hand, Yan Qingchuan immediately stepped back a few steps away.

Xie Yu'an originally thought that he could hear a thank you from Yan Qingchuan, but what he was waiting for was the long sword on his neck.

Her heart tightened, and she quickly raised her arms, "Yan, Mr. Yan, isn't it a little ungrateful to treat your savior like this?"

Yan Qingchuan stared at Xie Yu'an with a complicated expression, the hand holding the sword was still dripping blood intermittently.

"who are you?"

Xie Yu'an laughed dryly, "Master Yan, what are you talking about? I am Xie Yu'an."

Yan Qingchuan's expression became more and more cold, and she raised her voice and said: "Who is the system you mentioned just now? Just now I clearly saw the man's knife fall on your back, but you were not injured at all. How can this be explained? If you insist on entering the Qingtian Division, and are deliberately trying to get close to me, what is your intention? Tell me!"

The long sword lying across the neck flicked, and the blade almost touched Xie Yu'an's thin vascular skin.

She was so cold that her hair stood on end, she couldn't help swallowing and said, "Well...Actually, I was born in a temple in a remote place. In my body, ordinary swords can't hurt me.

As for the system, uh...it is a land god, bless believers, it is quite spiritual, ha ha. "

Yan Qingchuan squinted his eyes, as if Xie Yu'an was going to kill him on the spot if he talked nonsense again.

Xie Yu'an blinked vigorously, and the eye sockets became moist in an instant, with a pair of peach blossom eyes full of charm, "Master Yan, don't you believe me?"

Yan Qingchuan said coldly: "Are you trustworthy? You're always smiling and talking nonsense, which one is trustworthy?"

Xie Yu'an choked, then put away his pretentious expression, and took a step forward in the direction of the blade, the sharp blade instantly drew a thin line of blood on his neck.

Yan Qingchuan was startled, "You!"

Xie Yu'an sighed softly, and said helplessly: "Master Yan, believe it or not, I am indeed here for you, you are very important to me, but I have nothing for you, I just want to help you.

I will not hurt you, nor will I threaten you. You can rest assured on this point. If you don't believe me, I will swear on my life. "

Yan Qingchuan froze for a moment, then slowly put away his sword and turned his back, "That's the case, I can't trust you completely, everyone in the world has plans, no exception."

Xie Yu'an blurted out, "Master Yan is alive like this, why is he thinking?" But after asking, she regretted it, obviously she knew why Yan Qingchuan was alive better than anyone else.

For the grievance of his father hanging himself back then, for the unfair treatment of the Yan family, and for the years of bearing the burden.

For these reasons, the originally cheerful and bright girl in the book became the indifferent and ruthless Qingtian Si Shaoqing, Yan Qingchuan, Lord Yan.

After a brief moment of silence between the two, Yan Qingchuan dragged the unconscious man away from the bamboo forest, leaving only one sentence, "It has nothing to do with you." Xie Yu'an knew that he was talking too much, took a deep breath, and hurriedly followed.

Back at Qingtian Division, Yan Qingchuan threw the man into the dungeon, and at the same time ordered someone to arrest Qian Si immediately. After making all these arrangements, she didn't intend to rest, and called Luo Yi to interrogate the man.

Xie Yu'an looked at Yan Qingchuan who was spinning around, sighed and pulled her back, "Master Yan, let's deal with the wound first."

Yan Qingchuan put aside her arm, his attitude was still indifferent, "No problem." After saying that, he wanted to leave, and just as he took a step, Xie Yu'an grabbed her wrist again.

Yan Qingchuan was a little impatient and wanted to get angry, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Xie Yu'an's serious face.

Xie Yu'an grabbed her hand, then raised it up, exposing the knife wound on her forearm to the dim night light, "Master Yan, the prisoner can't run away after being locked up in the prison, he can be interrogated at any time, no matter what your hand is, It is possible to fall into an old disease, you are no longer a child, which is more important, can you tell the difference?"

Xie Yu'an frowned, her tone could be described as unfriendly, speaking of it, this was the first time she was so tough in front of Yan Qingchuan.

Yan Qingchuan closed his eyes half-closed, his lips turned pale, and he didn't speak.

Between the two, the atmosphere froze for a moment.

Luo Yi looked at the two of them, and stood up to ease the atmosphere, "Master Yan, Miss Xie is right, don't rush at this moment, let's deal with the wound first."

Yan Qingchuan withdrew his arm and said coldly, "No need."

Xie Yu'an's eyes widened, and she lost her temper with Yan Qingchuan's reckless character. She was so angry that she yelled, "Yan Qingchuan, stop!"

Hearing the sound, Yan Qingchuan paused, turned around and stared at Xie Yu'an, showing displeasure on his face.

The alarm bell sounded in Xie Yu'an's heart, and he immediately softened his voice and said: "Master Yan, Sir Shaoqing, you don't know, I was also injured when I was stabbed just now, and my back hurts, can you help me take a look?" As he spoke, he groaned strangely a few times.

Yan Qingchuan frowned, and at the same time loosened his brows, he walked towards the resting room, leaving behind a sentence, "What a trouble."

"Trouble" Xie Yu'an smiled and followed Yan Qingchuan.

Looking at this scene, Luo Yi pursed his lips and smiled, Rong Shi happened to come over and asked, "A Yi, what are you laughing at?"

Luo Yi glanced at her and said: "I think Master Yan has become a little different since Miss Xie came to our Qingtian Division."

Rong Shi slightly raised his eyebrows, "How do you say?"

Luo Yi thought about it: "I can't tell you the specifics, but I feel that Mr. Yan is much better now than before. I hope Miss Xie can become a bosom friend with Mr. Yan."

"A bosom friend... That guy didn't come close to Qingchuan for this reason." Rong Shi said inscrutablely.

......

In the room, Yan Qingchuan was washing the bloody wound on his forearm with alcohol, without even frowning.

Xie Yu'an's teeth ached for a while, and after a while, Yan Qingchuan tore off a piece of gauze with one hand, and wrapped it around his injured forearm in an awkward posture.

She walked over, knelt down in front of Yan Qingchuan, took the gauze and said, "I'll do it." She seemed to know what Yan Qingchuan was going to say next, and then said, "Just tell me if it hurts."

But she forgot, calm and calm as Yan Qingchuan, even if it hurts, she won't cry out, her words are really superfluous.

Looking at the hideous wound on Yan Qingchuan's white arm, Xie Yu'an felt a little complicated. The volume of "Qingtiansi" was 50 words, involving three thrilling and major cases. Countless scars.

Thinking of this, she moved her hands a little more gently, and while wrapping the gauze tightly, she blew on the wet part of the wound.

Perhaps the wound was irritated, Yan Qingchuan shrank his arms unconsciously, Xie Yu'an looked up, stared at those moist and dark eyes and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

The eyes of the two were entangled for a long time, and finally Yan Qingchuan turned his head away and said: "It doesn't hurt."

Xie Yu'an didn't say anything else, she lowered her head and continued to treat Yan Qingchuan's wound. After a while, she wrapped the last piece of gauze, "Okay, be careful not to touch the wound with water in the past few days."

After finishing speaking, he was about to stand up when he suddenly heard a faint "Xie Yu'an" from his head.

Xie Yu'an froze for a moment, realizing that this seemed to be the first time Yan Qingchuan called his name.

She kept kneeling on one knee and looked up at Yan Qingchuan slightly, "What's wrong?"

Yan Qingchuan's eyebrows were full of doubts that could not be resolved, she slowly said: "I will ask you one last time, why did you approach me?" She paused for a moment, and continued: "Right now, I will give you a chance to say If you tell the truth, I will believe it."

Xie Yu'an struggled, and after a long while, she smiled at Yan Qingchuan, with a slight dimple appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"Because I adore you."