After midnight

This was a strange face, young but dangerous. Su Ziling looked him up and down and determined that this person was Song Nan. An Yan said that if you meet Song Nan, you must be extra careful because he is here to take your life.

Humph, Su Ziling silently clenched his fists. He was not afraid of him. Because for Su Ziling, this duel came at the right time. If Song Nan wanted to take his life, it would depend on whether he had the ability!

"When I saw you today, you looked no different from an ordinary person."

Song Nan showed a cold light hidden in the cracks of his hands, "It seems that the fate I was born with is not that good."

Su Ziling was annoyed when he heard this. He was mocking them. But what right did they have to mock him? Aren't they the ones who caused all this?

After Song Nan finished speaking, he swung out the sharp knife first. The knife rubbed along Su Ziling's sleeve and nailed to the wall with a whoosh. Su Ziling looked at Song Nan, and then he realized something and took a quick step forward and turned around quickly. The red flame just happened to burn the silver knife that flew out from the wall.

Song Nan is a controller of metal power, able to control all cold weapons and metal materials. This power is difficult to guard against, but it is afraid of fire. Fire can forge metal, but it can also make it go back into the furnace for remaking.

"It's a shame, you could have done better."

Su Ziling, how could Song Nan not have studied him? This "guardian" with zero everything appeared out of thin air in the new world, and he has only learned his abilities in a short period of three months. Frankly speaking, it is quite good to have been trained to such a level in three months. His reaction and thinking abilities are very active, which also shows his natural advantages as a "guardian". It's a pity that he is too lucky.

Song Nan watched him open his five fingers, and then he grasped a long knife. He raised the knife and rushed forward. Having been through many dangerous situations, Su Ziling was not his opponent.

The fire quickly spread from the bottom of Su Ziling's feet and engulfed him. He used fire to build a defense because, as Song Nan expected, he was not good at close combat, so he could only prevent Song Nan from getting close.

Song Nan rushed over, swung his knife and threw it in. It seemed that their "guardian" had no actual combat experience at all. He sneered and flew in more metal weapons.

Su Ziling watched in horror as a knife flew over his head. Damn, his ability was not enough to suppress these cold weapons, and now he was like a living target. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The flying knife chopped off the lime on the wall with a clang, and the lime fell to the ground. The fire was still burning, but Song Nan, who was outside the fire line, knew that Su Ziling had taken advantage of the fire to hide somewhere.

Without the support of the power, the fire gradually died down. Song Nan carefully stepped over the small flames crawling on the ground and moved to the back. But as soon as he stepped over, the inconspicuous small flames burning at the base of the wall exploded and expanded rapidly, and the two vertical fire walls in front and behind sandwiched Song Nan in the middle.

It's bad, I've fallen into a trap. Song Nan looked around nervously. Then he attacked the wall on the right with a few swishes, and then sprinted up the stairs made of swords. He stepped on it quickly and jumped onto the roof.

Standing on a high place, he found Su Ziling's location at a glance. With a whoosh, the hidden weapon came out.

Su Ziling was still inexperienced, so he should have been surrounded on all sides. Now he only needed to jog a few steps to the left to completely escape from the encirclement of the fire.

Now, Song Nan looked down at Su Ziling from above. The hidden weapon had injured his left shoulder. He pursued the enemy with a row of swords floating in the air, ready to strike. As long as he moved his finger, Su Ziling would be pierced by the swords.

Song Nan clasped his palms together and flew the sword towards Su Ziling, but the battlefield was always changing. These flying swords were all entangled and penetrated by a line of pure energy, and after changing the angle, they were torn into two halves and fell to the ground.

"An Yan!"

"An Yan?!"

Song Nan seemed even more surprised than Su Ziling. He asked loudly, "Where is Song Yu? What did you do to him?"

An Yan stared at Song Nan with a fierce look in his eyes. Seeing that An Yan seemed to want to attack him, Song Nan took a few steps back, turned around and jumped down from the other side of the roof, and hurriedly evacuated the battlefield.

"What's wrong? An Yan."

"I don't know either." An Yan raised his hand and extinguished the raging fire.

"Go back first." He said. He had noticed that there was blood on Su Ziling's left shoulder.

At the same time, in the office of the government building, Lin Changxing watched Wang Mi gritting his teeth as he held the secret letter he had just received, and then asked provocatively: "What? Mr. Wang, are you not going to let me go?"

"Let him go!" Wang Mi ordered the guard. He stared at Lin Changxing's back as he walked out, but he had no way to stop him. Lin Changxing walked out of the building with a swagger. At this moment, this battle that should have been a grand fight ended in a confused and inexplicable way.

"An Yan, what happened?" Su Ziling caught up with An Yan who was just walking forward with his head down.

An Yan stopped and looked at Su Ziling. He didn't know how to explain to Su Ziling, because from the beginning, he had concealed a lot of things from Su Ziling in order to hide it from Song Yu.

If Song Yu had not received the letter that annoyed him, An Yan could even predict what would happen next. For example, if Wang Mi did not get Li Yanyi's support, he would soon release Lin Changxing, and Lin Changxing would soon go to support Su Ziling. When Lin Changxing appeared in front of Song Nan, Song Yu and the others would immediately understand that they had fallen into a carefully designed trap from the beginning.

In order to reverse the situation, Song Yu would make a desperate effort. By then, Zhao Yunqi, Shangguan Can and Zhang Dong who were in Beicheng would rush over. Once they left, Senior Brother, Lu Li, Lin Nuan and the others would also be able to leave. And they would be able to reach here faster with the help of the hanging window. By then, Beizhong would become the place where the war would break out.

Then the final outcome of this battle will be that they win and the revolutionary army captures three cities in a row.

But all this was interrupted by the sudden letter. Song Yu felt as if he was facing a great enemy when he received the letter, and he seemed to have no idea what it meant. Thinking of this, An Yan had to patiently say, "I don't know yet, I'll go back and treat your wound first. Besides, I'm afraid I have to ask Yin about this matter."

"My brother? What's going on?"

Yin would not put a face that never shows up here for no reason. An Yan thought for a while and said, "It's just my intuition. I feel that I can't just leave the letter to Song Yu alone."

"So you want to ask my brother?"

"Ah."

An Yan was rarely so anxious. Su Ziling saw An Yan's emotions and then silently quickened his pace. He had to take care of his wounds quickly so as not to drag him down.

Three hours before Song Yu received the letter, Zhang Dong ambushed Zhao Yunqi in the Song Mansion in Jiudu. After seeing Zhao Yunqi in Jiudu, he never left because he knew Zhao Yunqi would not leave easily.

He wanted to stay here not only because he was hoping for the best, but also because he didn't want Zhao Yunqi to be blamed for not being able to get back in time if something happened. He wanted to stay here because he felt that what Zhao Yunqi was doing was not that simple, and he wanted to help Song Yu, or the people in the Song Mansion, including Song Xin, figure it all out.

But he didn't expect that he would run into him in broad daylight in the Song residence. At that time, he didn't let Song Xin take him home after lunch. He walked in the Song residence and saw Zhao Yunqi openly trying to sneak into Song Yu's current study. He followed him.

Zhao Yunqi has always been cautious, but he was careless today. No wonder he was so anxious, because he never expected Zhang Dong to appear in this house. Zhang Dong caught him in Song Yu's study and had an argument with Zhao Yunqi.

"What are you doing?"

Zhao Yunqi's heartbeat quickened, but he just stood still and said calmly, "I'm just helping Song Yu get the documents."

Zhang Dong looked at him with doubtful eyes. Zhao Yunqi calmly pushed the half-pulled book back, then lowered his voice and questioned him in the same tone. "What about you? What are you doing here?"

"…I just want to know what you're doing."

"As you can see, I'm looking for the file."

"What documents are you looking for? I'll help you find them."

"No need. Since you don't believe me, there's nothing to say."

"There's nothing to say. We'd better get out of here now."

"After I leave, will you pretend nothing happened?"

Zhao Yunqi knew that he would not do that. Zhang Dong was a straightforward person. He would even confirm with Song Yu in order to avoid making a bigger mistake, even if it would expose himself. Zhao Yunqi stared at Zhang Dong, then suddenly pulled out the book he was about to pull out.

The book was pulled out, and the whole room was silent. However, Zhang Dong couldn't help but open his five fingers to activate his ability.

"Are you sure you want to fight me in Song Yu's study?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhang Dong hesitated and withdrew his hand.

Under Zhang Dong's pressing gaze, Zhao Yunqi calmly put the book back in. But at the same time, he quickly pulled out a book on the right side of the same shelf. This time, he only pulled out half of the book when the secret door in Song Yu's study creaked open.

Zhao Yunqi was overjoyed and was about to go over, but Zhang Dong got there first and stood in front of the darkroom door.

"Humans are imitative animals. After getting a good and clever method, they will directly borrow it without putting in any extra effort. Even if there are some changes, they will not generally change." Zhao Yunqi said, thinking that Yin was right.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, you need to get out of the way."

"What if I don't let you? Zhao Yunqi, do you understand what you are doing now?" Zhang Dong was both angry and confused. In his opinion, how could Zhao Yunqi betray the Song family that had raised him for twenty years?

"I have never understood it more clearly than I do now."

"No, you may be a little confused."

"Zhang Dong, I know what you are thinking. You may be wondering how Zhao Yunqi could be a traitor and whether he was deceived and misled into doing evil. Zhang Dong, just treat me as such a person and believe what you see. Sometimes, ignorance is a good thing."

"I don't know what you want to do, but if you stop now and leave Jiudu with me, I promise to forget about this matter and never mention it in front of Song Yu." Zhang Dong has always trusted Zhao Yunqi, and now hearing these words, he took a step back.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time."

Zhao Yunqi had no time left, whether for An Yan, Yun Shuang, or himself. He knew that even if Zhang Dong let him go this time, he would not have another chance. Now that the secret door was open, there was no way he could give up. If he gave up this time, the outcome would be the same as today.

"Zhang Dong, thank you. I hope you will have a pair of bright eyes in the future, otherwise one day, sooner or later, you will be stuck in the quagmire." Zhao Yunqi took a step forward and approached Zhang Dong step by step. Each step he took was more determined than the previous one.

"In this case, I have no choice but to do this." Zhang Dong took out the letter from his pocket. He told Song Yu right now and kept a close eye on the man before Song Yu gave clear instructions.

Zhao Yunqi stared at the letter in Zhang Dong's hand with a gloomy look in his eyes, and took a step forward to snatch it. Zhang Dong pushed him, and the two of them fought in the most primitive and barbaric way, entangled in one place. You punched me, and the two of them fought each other, neither of them had the ability to suppress the other, and they both used their bodies to take the punches and kicks of the other.

After fighting for more than ten minutes, Zhao Yunqi punched Zhang Dong hard on the left side of his face. Zhang Dong was completely exhausted and fell to the ground, gasping for air. Zhao Yunqi loosened his fist and shook his hands. He glanced at Zhang Dong, picked up the scattered papers on the ground, and tore them into pieces with two sounds.

Zhao Yunqi supported himself and approached the secret dark room. Just as he was about to step in, something suddenly happened to his back.

"Brother Yunqi? Zhang Dong?" Song Xin came to the door and looked at the scene in the house in surprise.

Zhao Yunqi turned around. She looked at him and then at Zhang Dong. Finally, she quickly walked to Zhang Dong, squatted down, carefully helped him up, and asked, "How are you? Are you okay?"

Zhang Dong propped himself up and stood up, gave her a comforting smile and shook his head.

"You two..." Zhao Yunqi knew there was something wrong with these two people at a glance, but he was not interested in these things. He murmured half a word and turned around and walked in immediately.

Song Xin looked at Zhao Yunqi as if he was facing a great enemy. She knew that she had not completely let go of Zhao Yunqi. She quickly let go and tried to approach Zhao Yunqi to explain, but her mind was blank and she didn't know what to say.

Zhang Dong looked at Song Xin who was walking forward, and his expression dimmed visibly. He turned his head and saw Song Yu's desk facing the door. Then, when he looked in the direction of the secret room, Song Xin had already followed Zhao Yunqi into the dark room.

Two minutes later, Zhang Dong leaned against the door of the darkroom with his body hunched. There was only one bookshelf in the darkroom. There were many documents densely stacked on the bookshelf. These documents were old but clean, and the yellowed but soft paper proved that these documents were often read by people despite their age.

"Zhao Yunqi, put down what you are holding. I have already written a letter to Song Yu."

At this time, there was a stack of letter paper on the desk outside the darkroom, the pen was uncapped, and the drawer was opened and not put back. This is a study, how could there be no letter paper in the study?