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"Brother Yan seems to have a lot of concerns about revenge?" Ni Fei said to Yan Wenqing, who was playing with the fan in his hand and was filled with worry.

"Brother Ni's guess is right. I'm worried about my grandmother, who is the only family I have in this world. I'm afraid of implicating her because of my revenge." The evil in the martial arts world is hard to predict. " Yan Wenqing looked at the lines of the butterfly on the fan as he slowly spoke.

"Brother Yan's worries are not unreasonable." Su Guangren said, "Things are dangerous these days, everything has to come up with an accident."

"Didn't I hear from Miss Chen that Brother Yan has a younger sister?" He had already drunk a few cups of tea, perhaps because he was tired from running.

"Sister?" His arms were still wrapped around his injured waist, but he had already forgotten about the pain. The wound was only caused by the shallow cut on his flesh, and even after bandaging it, it no longer bled.

Yan Wenqing stood up, walked to the window and looked outside at the crispy sunlight and the people walking on the street. Maybe it's just a kind of hope, but I always believed she was still alive, and she was right there with me, looking for me in the crowd. " Yan Wenqing's voice became very low. The sorrow that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years was stirred up, like a sharp needle stabbing into his heart.

"Siblings share the same heart. You have this kind of longing that your sister will return to your side." Su Guangren comforted her.

"Excuse me, may I ask your sister?" Ni Fei cautiously asked.

"Fifteen years ago, people in our village fled the village because of the drought, and we were separated by heavy rain along the way. I believe that he is searching for me somewhere in the Heaven's End, and I will continue to search for him. She will answer me. " Yan Wenqing's eyes became moist, the fan in his hand seemed to have nowhere to place it.

"You mean your sister was scattered in the storm?" Su Guangren asked. Something seemed to have appeared in his mind, and this scene seemed to have appeared in his mind once more.

"That brutal storm has never been erased from my mind." Yan Wenqing's face was filled with worry.

Su Guangren did not continue to think about it in his mind. His wife had told him about his junior apprentice sister's past life, but he could not easily say it out loud. He was afraid that the hope in this man's heart was shattered because of him.

"It's getting late. Brother Su, go back to the inn and rest. According to what Brother Ni said, you shouldn't show yourself in Chang'an for the next few days. Those people will definitely come looking for you." Yan Wenqing interrupted his sad thoughts and said to Su Guangren, "Wait until your injuries recover first."

"Then we'll meet at this teahouse in a few days." Ni Fei said.

Just as Liu Feng sat on the seat of honor, Li Yu walked in hurriedly.

"What's making you so flustered?" Liu Feng carelessly asked Li Yu as he waved the fan in his hand.

"Ksitigarbha Wang Ying is dead." Li Yu said anxiously.

"If he's dead, then why did you lose your soul?" Liu Feng's voice was still indifferent.

Li Yu walked over to Liu Feng, who had a look of disdain on his face, and said, "He died under my slap."

When Liu Feng heard Li Yu's words, she immediately stood up straight and quickly asked, "Died under the fan?"

"Yes, and the wounds on his body and the wounds on Wang Tong's dead bodyguard are all in the same person's hands." Li Yu's tone was a lot lower. At this moment, He Lin Tong walked in from the outside. Seeing this, Li Yu immediately stopped talking and stood to the side with a cold expression on his face. Ever since Liu Feng had become the Sect Leader of the Hong Tong Sect, Li Yu's relationship with He Lin Tong slowly turned cold. Li Yu followed Liu Feng and acted wildly, while He Lin Tong acted according to his will. As such, the friendship between the two brothers had been reduced. As his senior brother, Li Yu, He Lin Tong naturally respected him a little.

Liu Feng, who was sitting there, glanced at Li Yu and Li Yu immediately left the hall.

"Leader, are we still going to pursue these matters?" He Lintong asked slowly.

"Of course we have to investigate. They are using my name to do whatever they want outside, and they have disgraced the Martial Forest Sect and the Hong Tong Sect." Liu Feng said somewhat sternly. In the past, no matter what the people of the Hongtong Sect did in the outside world, Liu Feng would never ask about it. He was also notorious outside, and since Pu Yishan became the Martial Arts Alliance Head, Liu Feng no longer messed around in the martial arts world, not to mention that the people of the Hongtong Sect had defeated Wu Lin outside. Thus, this time, some disciples of the Hong Tong faction had killed a few talents in Chang An City and spread the news to Liu Feng. He had unexpectedly chased them all the way to Chang An City.

"What should I do if this is true?" He no longer casually went out, but it was also very difficult to see him. He said that he practiced some secret manual in his room to prevent others from disturbing him, but he felt that it was very strange, as if there was something amiss.

"You have only come to Chang'an to check if this rumor is true. I know what will happen next." Liu Feng said softly. In fact, Liu Feng was very dissatisfied with He Linger's refusal, but after taking control of her sect, everything in the sect was handled meticulously by him, so she didn't say much to him.

"Then I'll go to Chang'an on the same day." He Lin Tong saluted and walked out of the hall.

At this moment, although Liu Feng told He Lintong to investigate the sect, he didn't seem to care about that. His mind was full of thoughts about the death of Wang Ying. The person who used a fan as a weapon that he hadn't been able to find for a long time finally appeared. He stood up, thought of something, and immediately hurried out.