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"People like us under the fence always have to do what we have to do." An Lai continued, "Manor lord is benevolent and righteous, so we will treat this place as a writer and think about everything in this family."

"Of course." Mrs. Shen said.

"Miss Shen is about to become the daughter-in-law of Plains Villa. Isn't the happiness of young generals taught to them by seniors like us?" An Lai looked around at Mrs. Shen who was looking at the pond.

Hearing this, Madam Shen's body suddenly trembled. Happiness was taught to them by their elders. Why did they have to say it in such a manner? Were they trying to force themselves? " I only have this one daughter, and this is the only family I can depend on. Of course, I hope to live a happy life. "

"Young Manor Lord is sincere towards Miss Shen, Miss Shen is blessed. Then, since Madam Shen is staying here to bask in the sunlight, I'll go back to my work. " With that, Ann walked away.

Looking at An Lai walking away, Madam Shen suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of worry.

The bright sunlight gently blew her hair.

He went back to the inn and entered his room. Qiu Ming was sitting inside.

"Eldest senior brother, you're back. We were just worried about you." Qiu Guang immediately stood up and said as soon as he saw Hori-tong enter.

These days, Li Zhongtian was the first to encounter an accident, followed by Li Yu. Everyone in the Hong Tong Sect was worried, afraid that something bad would happen again.

He Lin Tong walked to the table, put down the sword in his hand and sat down.

Qiu Ming poured a cup of tea for him, "Eldest senior brother, there's something on your face. Did something happen again?"

He Lintong stood up quickly and said urgently, "Hurry and call them all back. Let's go back."

"Go back?" Qiu Ming was surprised by He Lintong's sudden decision, "Are we not going to wait for the Sect Leader?"

"We won't wait any longer. We'll leave immediately." He had predicted that they would be in danger at any time if he stayed behind. Ever since he killed them with his own hands and felt that someone was going to find him at any time, he had a bad premonition.

He Lintong and the others rushed back to the Hongtong Sect without stopping. He Lintong put down his bag and went directly to the room where Liu Feng used to practice.

He Lin Tong wanted to open the cultivation room's door, but Qiu Ming was already afraid. "Eldest senior brother, the Sect Leader won't allow us to enter his room. He hasn't come back yet, I'm afraid ?" A look of fear appeared on his face. The disciples of the Hong Tong Sect all knew who would enter this room without permission.

He Lin Tong paused for a moment, but still unhesitatingly opened the door.

Previously, disciples of the Hongtong Sect were allowed to enter the room. The furnishings inside the room were familiar to both Qiu Guang and He Lin Tong. The furnishings inside the room were the same as when Sect Leader Yuan was alive. He Lintong looked around the room. The only change was that the wooden tools inside and the pillars had a lot of claw marks. He had seen these claw marks before, but he had never seen so many.

These claw marks confirmed the uncertainty in his heart. That is, the 'Hunting Claw' really did exist within the Bronze Body Protection technique.

In the cabinet behind the bed, he found two books: one was < Copper Body Protection >. Without a doubt, this was Liu Feng's < The Eagle's Claw >, the other was < The Eagle's Claw >. The volume was very thin, and as He Lintong read through it roughly, presumably, this was the 'Hunting Claw' that his master had practiced before.

"So that's really the case." He Lintong muttered to himself as panic appeared in his eyes.

"Eldest Brother, what's wrong?" What's this? " Qiu Ming at the side didn't understand the meaning behind the call.

"Liu Feng was the murderer of his master." He Lintong said expressionlessly. Perhaps it was hatred, or fear, but his face no longer had any expression. Perhaps his heart had already collapsed.

"Eldest Senior Brother, what did you say?" Qiu Ming couldn't believe his ears. Liu Feng had killed his master, so what an unrealistic way to put it. But the eldest senior brother had said it seriously. Qiu Ming looked at the door, then looked at the stiff He Lintong. He seemed to be waiting for a more definite answer.

"Master was harmed by Liu Feng at Golden Altar Temple." He Lin Tong replied.

That night, He Lintong gathered all the disciples of the Hong Tong faction and said that none of them believed that Liu Feng was the killer of their master, and they also couldn't believe that this was true. But when He Lintong told them everything he knew, he also believed that the violent Liu Feng had killed his master and was using the Hong Tong faction to stir up Wu Lin. Some of the disciples of the Hongtong Sect were furious beyond belief, while some of them were tempted by Liu Feng and disapproved.

Wearing a green robe with shallow butterfly marks on it, he held a butterfly fan in his hand.

His eyes were sharp and clear, and his gentle eyes revealed traces of unruly unruliness.

The wind lifted his temples and the hair on his back.

The street was filled with people who were calling out to him endlessly, the innocent and lively children were playing around. Of course, Yan Wenqing did not know how many eyes were staring at him like hungry vultures, but these vultures could only stare from afar, because they had already been informed that their prey was not to be approached, that they could lose their lives at any time, and that they could not harm him.

The steward of the Yuchi Manor led Yan Wenqing into the rear garden. This was because this was a guest whom Yuchi Xiang had invited to the manor, and everyone was extremely respectful towards him.

"Young Master Yan." Yuchi Xiang welcomed him happily.

"Lord Yuchi." Yan Wenqing bowed respectfully.

"The last time you brought my daughter back, she left in a hurry. She didn't entertain your benefactor." His beard trembled, reflecting a golden light under the sunlight.

"How am I my benefactor now?" Yan Wenqing said.

"Benefactor, you're my savior! First, you're the savior of those poor commoners in Chang'an! Second, you saved my little daughter who had gone insane! This is also my savior!" Yuchi Xiang's smile was abnormally amiable. He led Yan Wenqing to a pavilion, where a banquet had already been prepared on the stone table. After sitting down, the maid quickly poured the wine into the cup and filled it to the brim.

"I won't hide the truth from you, Lord Yuchi." I won't hide the truth from you. He was not strong enough to drink and could not drink either. Previously, when he stole wine from Gao Wei's mansion, he did not drink at all, but Ni Fei forced him to drink a few mouthfuls of that thousand-year-old red wine before he fell asleep.