368: C368 Fortunately He Did Not Fail the Mission

C368 Fortunately He Did Not Fail the Mission

"War God, you're back. Huo Qing has not failed the mission and has officially stepped into the Combat King realm. War God, please take a look!"

Yan Su nodded his head approvingly. "That's right. It was earlier than I expected."

Huo Qing's eyebrows were expressing her joy when she was praised.

On the other hand, Su could not help but laugh in his heart.

Huo Qing could only improve at lightning speed under pressure. Previously, she did not supervise their cultivation because she was busy with work. As a result, Huo Qing stopped at the War Sovereign Realm for a whole year.

It was not that she did not cultivate, but the effect was minimal. But when it was an emergency or under heavy pressure, her progress could be said to be very fast.

Even Yan Su felt very helpless about this.

Yan Su casually asked two questions about Huo Qing's cultivation, then pushed open the door and walked in.

Yan Wangyuan looked much better. He was digging and digging in a flower pot on the windowsill with a small shovel.

He heard the door open behind him and said, "Brother Lo Yuan. Why are you here so early today? It's not time for your medicine.

Hehe, Brother Lo Yuan, quickly come over and take a look. This seed is germinating... Eh? Brother, you're back! "

Yan Wangyuan excitedly turned his head and saw the person who came over. Immediately, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He rushed in front of Yan Su like a gust of wind and directly jumped up. He coiled around Yan Su like an octopus.

Yan Su held his butt to prevent him from falling down. There was a gentle smile on his face.

"Wangyuan is in good spirits today. Can you tell me what you planted?"

On the second day Yan Su arrived in the capital, he received a letter from Lo Yuan on the day he received the award.

The letter said that Yan Wangyuan's brain had been corroded by drugs, his nervous system had been damaged, and his memory was in disorder. His memory had stopped at about eight years old.

"Shh, you can't say it. When he grows up, big brother will know."

Yan Wangyuan's face looked somewhat similar to Yan Su's. There was an innocent smile on his face.

He jumped off Yan Su's body and hummed as he watered the pot.

Yan Su couldn't help but rub his forehead.

"Wangyuan, maybe this is a good thing for you."

"Hmm? Brother, what did you just say?"

"Nothing. I'm talking about how handsome Wangyuan is now. "

Yan Wangyuan's face was red. He grinned and focused on the flower pot.

Yan Su looked at it for a long time before he slowly spoke again. Wangyuan, in a few days, big brother will have to go out for something. When the time comes, just listen to what big brother Lo Yuan and big sister Huo Qing say, okay?"

The corner of Yan Wangyuan's mouth immediately drooped down, his face full of unhappiness.

"Brother just came back. Where are you going? Don't you want me? Just like Mom and Dad?"

Yan Su felt pain in his heart.

Back then, when the Yan family was in a tragedy, Yan Wangyuan was only five years old. He was a baby who didn't know anything.

When he grew up, he asked Yan Su if his parents didn't want him anymore.

Yan Su held Yan Wangyuan in his arms, patted his back and coaxed him, "Big brother has something very important to do. Wangyuan, be good. Big brother will come back and buy you your favorite plum blossoms, will you?"

Yan Wangyuan immediately raised his head. His eyes were sparkling, and he had a conflicted and troubled look on his face.

After a long time, he nodded gloomily.

It just so happened that Lo Yuan came to check his body, so Yan Su retreated to the side and quietly watched.

Not long after taking the medicine, Yan Wangyuan fell asleep.

In the corridor, Lo Yuan rubbed his forehead with a bitter smile.

"I heard what you said to Wangyuan. What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to Ping Cheng."

He wanted to find someone to settle the old scores.

"What are you going to Ping Cheng for?"

"It's a private matter."

Lo Yuan shrugged.

After that, the two of them chatted about Yan Wangyuan's condition for a while. Lo Yuan was urgently called away.

At this time, Huo Qing took two steps forward and asked in a low voice, "War God, are you going to Ping Cheng for the Chen family?"

"Yes."

"Then I will go with you..."

"No, you stay here and guard the fort for me."

... "Yes."

After ending the short conversation with Huo Qing, Yan Su went home.

Tonight was the usual practice, but Yan Su could not calm down no matter how hard he tried. There was a strange feeling in his body.

It was hot, as if something had melted.

It was so hot that Yan Su took a cold shower.

However, not only did he not suppress this feeling, it became even stronger.

Yan Su frowned. This was also the first time he had encountered such a situation.

Suddenly, not only was his body getting hotter and hotter, it was also accompanied by intense pain.

The pain was like a roller crushing people from inside out over and over again.

Even Yan Su, who was as tough as he was, could not help but roar in pain.

Finally, in a burst of extreme pain, Yan Su's vision turned black and he fainted.

"Ugh..."

Yan Su groaned in pain and pressed his right hand to his temple.

His head felt like it was being bound by a hundred hoops. It felt like it was going to explode.1

There was a rough sheet under him. There was a wet cloth on his forehead. He pulled the wet cloth off his head and slowly opened his eyes.

When he saw the surroundings clearly, he suddenly got up from the bed with a face full of vigilance.

This is not his house! However, he felt that it was a little familiar.

Looking at the seven parts of the house that were unfamiliar, two parts familiar, and one part familiar with the layout and environment, Yan Su frowned fiercely.

A few images flashed through his mind.

It was a fleeting moment. He didn't even grab his tail.

At this moment, with a "squeak"

The door in front of him was pushed open.

Yan Su was obviously shocked when he saw the person who came, and his pupils shrank.

The person was carrying two old metal lunch boxes. He did not notice the change in Yan Su. He was shocked when he saw a person standing there.

When he saw who it was, his eyes were full of surprise.

He rushed forward with the metal lunchboxes in his hand.

After a huge bear hug, he hurriedly pulled Yan Su to look left and right. Only when he confirmed that Yan Su was really well did he let out a sigh of relief and revealed a bright smile.

"Brother, it's great that you're fine.

You really scared me to death. Why did you roll down the stairs all of a sudden?"

Yan Su acted as if he could not hear what Yan Wangyuan said. He was pulled by Yan Wangyuan in a daze.

At this moment, the decisive War God, the War God who saved the life of a country by himself, was pulled by Yan Wangyuan. The War God who terrified the enemy on the battlefield. His eagle-like eyes were filled with confusion.

His voice was a little hoarse. "You are... Wangyuan?"

Yan Su could not believe that the person in front of him was his brother.

Because the person in front of him was too young, he looked at most twelve or thirteen years old.

"Brother, what's wrong? Why can't you recognize me? " It's over, it's over. Are you hurt in the head? "

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