In the morning of the next day, when the sun had just risen, Hong Mei Ao Xue woke up early and went into the An clan's room. She saw two beds in the room, one with a leopard skin, two silks, and a kilogram of Tie Guanyin on top, the other with the An clan still sleeping soundly. She raised her hand to slap the An clan's back wall.

Hong Mei Ao Xue said, "I heard that you left someone to spend the night with us last night? "Where is he?"

The An family member yawned and said, "He left early. He left before dawn."

Hong Mei said angrily: "You and I have just had a conflict with the Thirteenth Guard, and we are in the Southern Martial Forest's territory now. How dare you be so careless and let someone else spend the night with you?"

The An clan smiled and said, "It's just a simple task for a passing merchant. There's no need to make such a big fuss about it."

Hong Mei said proudly, "How do you know he's a tea merchant?"

An Jiayi continued, "He said so himself!"

Hong Mei said proudly, "You believed what he said?"

The An clan replied, "That's it. Anyway, the person has already left. Besides, we, the dignified Hong Mei Island Lord, is not afraid of Yuan Chengzong, so why would we be afraid of the Thirteen Security Guards?" Hong Mei Ao Xue saw that he was being shameless and didn't know what to do, so she went to the other bed and picked up the mink hide. She looked at it carefully and said with a smile, "This hide is pretty good …"

An Jiajia murmured, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

The more the An clan sat up, the more calculating they were. He knew Yan Beiping definitely wasn't some tea merchant, but the more they didn't know what he was doing, the more they didn't know.

As the An clan members finished dressing themselves, they walked out of the inn. At the entrance of the inn, there was a person sitting on a wheelchair, smiling at them. It was Yu Zhitong.

Hearing the wind tea house, Yu Zhongxiang asked, "Did you find the corpse?"

An Jiayi replied, "No!"

Yu Zhongxiang said, "Third brother's martial arts aren't weak. There are very few who can injure him, and even fewer who can kill him. Also, are you sure he's not dead?"

The An family became more and more anxious, "No, but the people of the Hidden Origin Society have already arrived in the Central Capital. If Third Brother were to clash with them, I'm afraid the odds are against us."

He picked up his tea cup and blew on it. He took a sip and said lightly, "Have you found Gong Wanchun?"

An Jiayi replied, "No!"

Just as he was about to drink, he heard the noise coming from outside the window, and became even weirder. He rushed to the window and saw a woman with disheveled hair, and a long sword in her hand crazily waving about, her face like white jade, and her eyes as cold as ice, as if she was a madman. An Jiajia saw that she was dressed in a familiar style, and when she looked at her sword technique, she made a sound, then jumped out of the window, not knowing why, her arms also flew out of the window.

The more An clan member landed on the ground, the more shocked he was. "Scar'er, you …." What happened to you? "The woman turned her head and screamed. She couldn't help but shout," Senior brother! Senior Brother, run! They want to kill you! Senior Brother, run! " As she spoke, she waved the long sword in her hand even faster. As she stood on the road, a shining long sword slashed left and right, the pedestrians naturally avoided it. Who would dare to approach her? The An clan saw his panicked expression and continued to use their sword techniques. Their strength gradually decreased, but they still desperately supported and shouted, "Big Brother Fang, Brother Du Wu's death has nothing to do with Senior Brother! If you want to find me, just find me!"

Seeing that Shao Xueshen's heart was cut by a knife, the An family thought to themselves, "If Old Third died to protect her, then she herself also suffered an extremely serious internal injury. In addition to that, she had consumed an unknown amount of internal energy, so she is probably at the end of her tether to be able to persevere until now." At this moment, the An clan had more and more intentions to save her, but they couldn't bear to do it again.

Shao Xueshen glared at him and suddenly shouted, "Fang Kun, you hurt my Senior Brother, I'll fight you to the death!" Then he stabbed his sword, and when others saw that the situation was dangerous, they all let out an "aiyo!" The more the An family listened to her, the more they knew that Wu Yin's death was related to the seven friends in the hut. They saw that she wanted to save him in the next life, but they couldn't bear it.

The long sword in his right hand pierced through the wrist of You Zhongxiang, this move was extremely exquisite and nimble, if not for the fact that You Zhongxiang's martial arts was much higher than his own, and if not for the fact that he was almost hit, his left hand would immediately reach out and grab the sword hilt. Shao Xueshen was already exhausted, how could he withstand it? His entire body shook, and he immediately rushed towards You Zhongxiang, who was surprised. He didn't expect that Shao Xueren would actually disregard his own life to fight to the death with him.

He exerted a little bit of force, and it caused him to be unable to move. The young master from his left and right hurriedly tapped on the double acupoints on her ribs, and Shao Xueshen fainted. The more the An family rushed over, the more they hugged her and lightly sighed, "My poor disciple …"

When the two of them returned to the Drunken Moon Restaurant, Hong Mei Ao Xue hurriedly asked what was going on. The An family could only say that they didn't know the reason, so they settled down properly and said to her, "The injury is not serious. It's just that they used up too much energy and were extremely frightened, so they need to rest properly." The more An and Yutong came out of the house, Hongmei Ao Xue stayed in the room to take care of Shao Xueshen.

You Zhongxiang said, "Looks like it's getting harder and harder to deal with them."

The An clan replied, "En, I didn't think this matter would actually have something to do with the Seven Fellow Martial Brothers!"

You Zhongxiang said, "And at least another Du Cheng died."

At this time, they heard shouting coming from inside the room. An Jiajia and Yutang rushed inside, only to see Hong Mei and Ao Xue carrying Shao Xueran. Shao Xueran was trembling nonstop while his mouth was babbling nonsense. The An family asked, "What's going on?"

Hong Mei Ao Xue said, "I don't know either. She was asleep when it suddenly ended like this …"

You Zhongxiang said, "I was wondering what kind of nightmare it was …" As he said this, he took out a small bottle and a light blue medicinal pill from his chest and fed it to Shao Xueshen. Shao Xueshen slowly fell asleep as he said, "Let's go first. She can sleep for at least a day."