After midnight

"Where is Song Yu?" Song Nan asked, throwing the book on the table.

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

"Lingyi, I came to see you this morning, but don't you think you came too late?" It was the afternoon of the 12th, and the clock had passed three o'clock. "Where are your companions? Where did they go? Wouldn't it be inconvenient for you to tell me?"

"No, Wusi and Saner are in Los Angeles. After tonight, Los Angeles will be flooded. The Los Angeles reservoir has reached its limit. Don't worry, everything is going according to the master's plan."

"Where are Sixty-Nine and Eleven? Are they following Song Yu?"

"I don't know where they are. I'm just following the master's orders. Mr. Song, you must have been very busy managing the internal affairs of the Song family during this period. If you called me here just to ask some questions and without any instructions, I think you should take a rest."

"Wait." Song Nan called him after Lingyi turned around.

"I have something for you to do. Kill someone."

"Who?"

"Song Xinjun."

"I know this is dangerous, but I don't force you to do it. You can tell Song Yu about this mission and follow his orders."

"I see. I will write to the master right away."

After watching Lingyi finish writing the letter, Song Nan continued, "I know that the first person Song Yu went to see after leaving Xidu was him. He went to get the hand card, and after getting the hand card, he completely disappeared without a trace. Lingyi, even Song Yu can't deceive me. I want you to do this mission because Song Xinjun is a revolutionary soldier, a stranger who has never had any contact with your master."

Lingyi nodded and left Song Nan's office.

After Lingyi left, Song Nan slumped in his chair. He was trying to cover up something. He couldn't fool Lingyi or himself. Everyone knew that Song Yu had come to see him. Although they were strangers, he was thinking about his cousin. Zhao Yunqi was his favorite subordinate, and Song Xinjun was his brother. What about him? He could do all these by himself!

Two minutes later, Song Nan straightened his suit and returned to work. He didn't expect that Lingyi would come back in less than half an hour and knock on the office door.

"The master said that he could let me do this task. However, you might lose something for it."

"For example?" Song Nan asked happily.

"I don't know that either. The master said he would tell you in person later."

"Okay, then I order you to carry out this mission and kill him!" After some contemplation, Song Nan suddenly stood up and slapped the table.

"Then I will report to the master and set off immediately."

"Lingyi, you have always known your identity. In Song Yu's eyes, you are just a tool."

"If it's a tool, don't have any human emotions."

Ling turned around without changing his expression. He didn't even blink his eyelashes. Only when he opened the door did he use a little force. He left Jiudu and headed for Xindu again.

"Hurry! Follow me." Su Ziling urged Shangguan Can. Just now they could still follow behind and see An Yan from a distance. But now, the dense fog has completely covered his figure. When Su Ziling and Shangguan Can ran to where An Yan was standing just now, An Yan was gone.

"How could this happen? Where is he?" Shangguan Can turned around, but he was nowhere to be seen. "He wouldn't leave us behind on purpose, would he?"

"No, An Yan wouldn't do that. This fog is very strange. Think about it, it's already this time, why is there still such a large area of ​​thick fog?"

"You'll know if you try it with fire."

"No, An Yan is about to find them. What if we alert them?"

"What should I do?"

"Let me think about it." Su Ziling crossed his arms and tried to calm down, then stared at the tall and thick tree trunk without moving.

"You're not going to climb a tree?"

"Why not?" Su Ziling took a few steps back, then accelerated and jumped up, then climbed up the tree trunk and disappeared.

"How is it? Have you seen An Yan?" Shangguan Can asked from below, looking up.

Su Ziling shook his head. Even if he climbed to the top of the tree, there was still fog everywhere. He could not expect to see An Yan from here. But he did find nothing. The fog floating in the mountains gathered into a ball and floated away slowly, merging into the clouds, blocking the sun and enveloping Luocheng under the clouds.

Su Ziling slid down holding on to the rough tree trunk. He was sure that this was the area around here. An Yan must have been found. They had to find An Yan as soon as possible.

"We have to find An Yan quickly."

"How do we find it? There's thick fog in such a large forest, and we can't see the end at all. But it's really amazing, how do they control the fog to move? It requires such a sophisticated pure ability."

"Wind!" Su Ziling's eyes lit up when he heard this. "Let's go find the wind vent."

"Where is the wind?" Shangguan Can spread his hands. He could not feel any wind. "If only Lin Xuanfeng were here, he would definitely be able to sense the wind."

None of the methods worked, and Su Ziling couldn't help but sigh. But he suddenly remembered something, closed his eyes and slowly released his ability while silently reciting An Yan's name. No flames jumped in his palm, but the contract between the Son of God and the Guardian suddenly flashed in his palm.

The scorching temperature was just like what Su Ziling felt in the water maze.

"Let's go." Su Ziling pushed Shangguan Can.

An Yan looked back hesitantly, Su Ziling and Shangguan Can had not caught up with him in the thick fog. He lowered his eyes and looked forward again, the fog ahead was even thicker, so he continued to walk forward.

As An Yan walked, his steps became lighter, until he stopped beside a bush growing under a rock. Although he couldn't see clearly what was behind the bush, An Yan was almost certain that there was a cave here, and the person he was looking for was inside.

An Yan released pure energy with one hand and used the other hand to move the grass as gently as possible.

With a whoosh, the ice cone pierced out, and An Yan dodged left and right and retreated repeatedly. As expected, he would be discovered if there was any movement. The ice cone stirred up the air flow in front of the cave, dispersing some of the thick fog and revealing the hidden cave entrance. As the ice cone pierced into the loose soil, a human figure appeared in front of the cave entrance.

"'Son of God' An Yan?" Wu Si blurted out in surprise when he saw the visitor.

"you know me?"

"We grew up hearing your name. Although I don't have any feelings for you, there are probably people who hate you to the core."

"I mean, how did you recognize me?"

Wu Si looked at An Yan, rolled up his sleeves, and revealed a scar on his right wrist.

"Were you the one who assassinated Han Jianhui that night?"

"Yes, my name is May 4th."

"There is a companion behind you, right?" An Yan glanced at the cave.

"Yes, so what?"

"When you found someone outside the cave, your first reaction was not to run away with him but to come out alone to resist me. This shows that you have no way to retreat."

"If we kill you, we will have a way to retreat."

"You can't kill me, so why don't you stop? Is it so important to let the people suffer?"

When An Yan said this, the fog gathered again, and the misty mist just covered An Yan's eyes, concealing some of the coldness in his eyes.

"An Yan, if you have the guts, it's better to kill us all than to teach us a lesson here."

"As you wish." An Yan's voice was deep and powerful.

The water splashed out instantly, and Wu Si retreated back to the cave entrance. He held the pure power, fearing the light whip. But Wu Si tilted his head, what was going on now, was it a child playing with water? But the next second, Wu Si didn't think so.

The water splashed on his body like a small bomb. He felt intense pain and immediately used pure energy to resist it reflexively. Fortunately, he was not so careless, otherwise he would have blood holes all over his body.

Wu Si looked down at the wound and was about to swing his knife to cut it, but An Yan turned around and disappeared. When Wu Si chased into the woods and slowly dispersed the fog, the light whip mercilessly lashed his body, and the light whip quickly retracted in one go, dragging its flexible body like a snake.

Wu Si couldn't catch up with the speed of the light whip disappearing. He raised his hand and waved it in that direction with pure power. Several extremely thick tree trunks were cut in half, and the magnificent treetops rubbed against each other and fell to the ground. The sound spread very quickly. Su Ziling raised his head alertly and found that there seemed to be a shadow not far ahead that was about to cover him.

The huge creature fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the birds fluttered their wings and fled in panic, their chirping calls rising and falling. Su Ziling rushed forward like an arrow, and Shangguan Can followed closely behind.

If the distance between them was not that far, in less than a minute, Su Ziling rushed to the fallen tree and was blocked.

"I'll do it." Shangguan Can said, and a series of tight sand wrapped around the waist of the tree and threw it aside. After his vision was widened again, Su Ziling saw that An Yan was fighting with someone.

After the tree was cut in half, An Yan stopped dodging. He retracted the thin thread, rushed forward with the sword in hand, and started fighting. He had no intention of bullying, but his every move was fast and steady, forcing Wu Si to gradually lose the upper hand.

In this round, An Yan turned around and chopped down with his backhand. Wu Si raised his sword to meet him, but gradually he could only bend his body and kneel on one leg. Even his pure ability was disturbed. Wu Si's hands were shaking. As long as he relaxed a little, An Yan's sharp blade would fall on him.

This was the scene that Su Ziling and Shangguan Can saw when they arrived. Noticing someone coming, An Yan let go first, and Wu Si took the opportunity to escape, running to a place three meters away from An Yan.

Wu Si almost immediately realized why An Yan let him go. An Yan didn't want to kill anyone in front of any of them, just like he didn't want the person he had always protected - Qi Qi - to kill anyone.

"Su Ziling." An Yan called out.

"I understand." Su Ziling nodded.

The jumping flames rubbed against his hands and became extremely dazzling. In an instant, the fire burned and evaporated the mist instantly.

"Fire? Are you An Yan's 'guardian'?" Wu Si glanced at Su Ziling but finally turned his gaze back to An Yan.

"it's me."

"Then this will be easy to handle."

Wu Si attacked Su Zi Ling unexpectedly with fierce moves. An Yan pushed Su Zi Ling away and fought with Wu Si again. The two fought very closely, and Shangguan Can and Su Zi Ling found that they could not help An Yan at all.

"Su Ziling, leave here and stop the rain." An Yan shouted.

Su Ziling nodded and ran a little further away to disperse the fog that was about to gather again.

Shangguan Can looked around and ran into the cave.

"Shangguan Can! Don't go!" It was too late. An Yan watched Shangguan Can go in, and Wu Si not only did not stop him, but instead blocked An Yan who wanted to chase him.

"To be honest, I think it would be a great thing to die in your hands. But now, sorry, not yet."

An Yan didn't want to waste time talking to Wu Si, so he used his pure power to attack again.

If something happened to Shangguan Can in there, he would never let these two people leave alive.

An Yan was eager to save people this time, so he didn't hide himself at all, and his moves were fierce. He changed the form of pure power at will, and each move had a weapon that could cooperate with it, such as knife, sword, stick, and club. As long as he made a move, there was nothing Wu Si could defend against. After all, he was the one who climbed out of the abyss.

Wu Si was vulnerable to attack and was quickly stained with blood. Just as he was hit by two more knives and was about to lose his balance, San Er came out of the cave with a knife on Shangguan Can's neck and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

"'Son of God', one for one, what do you think of this deal?"

"Bullshit! It's clearly an exchange of the two of you. An Yan, don't exchange." Shangguan Can continued to yell, "An Yan, I was ready to sacrifice when I went in, but who knew this guy would be so shameless, not only refusing to fight with me to the death, but also using me to threaten you!"

"Let him go. I promise you, I'll keep my word." As An Yan said this, the pure power in his hand disappeared completely.

"Okay." San'er took a few steps back, pushed Shangguan Can forward, picked up Wusi beside him and left quickly.

"An Yan, those are two people." Shangguan Can ran to An Yan and looked in the direction where they were about to disappear, with an anxious look on his face.

"But Zhao Yunshuang needs you."

"Huh?" Shangguan Can was obviously stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him. He never thought that An Yan would still remember Yun Shuang.

"I'm sorry, An Yan, I was too impulsive."

"It doesn't matter. Let's go see what Su Ziling has done. It's getting dark, and we have to get down the mountain as soon as possible."

That night, the red color gradually spread, dyeing half of Luoshen Mountain and reflecting the sky red.

When An Yan, Su Ziling and Shangguan Can came down from Mount Luoshen, the streets and alleys of Luocheng were bustling with people. The rain had stopped and people were all out. On the street, they were all talking about the brilliant sunset glow on Mount Luoshen.

"It won't rain tomorrow, will it?" Su Ziling said happily.

"It shouldn't snow anymore." Shangguan Can was also very happy.

An Yan nodded without saying anything. After all, he had to wait until tomorrow before he could go back to Xindu.

"An Yan, Su Ziling, if it doesn't rain tomorrow, you can go back first. This flood disaster still has a great impact. The Luocheng Reservoir will open the gates to release water again in two days, and I have to stay to help. This is what Uncle Fang told me before I came. After the problem is resolved, you will stay to do the follow-up work." Shangguan Can said.

An Yan and Su Ziling nodded. The next morning, at six o'clock in the morning, it really stopped raining. The weather in Los Angeles, affected by the rain, was clear and blue, and the sky was blue enough to penetrate into people's hearts.

An Yan was looking at the sky and was about to go back to the house to pack his package when a letter suddenly appeared beside him.

This letter was written to him by Yin.