Ye Mansion Darkroom.

"Master, the spies are here to report that Butler Xue failed to catch up with the eldest lady." A man in black said.

Xue Huaidan frowned slightly: "Have you sent someone to investigate?"

"We have sent people to chase him, but unfortunately no trace was found, and our people were scattered instead." The man in black replied respectfully.

Xue Huaidan nodded, his face gloomy.

"Where's Butler Xue?" Xue Huaidan asked.

"Reporting to the master, Butler Xue has not returned yet." The man in black reported truthfully.

Xue Huaidan's face became more solemn when he heard this.

Among the troops led by Butler Xue are several elites, enough to cope with most situations, plus Ji Sinian, who has extraordinary swordsmanship...

But now, they all disappeared at the same time.

Xue Huaidan sat at his desk, lost in thought.

He always felt that there was an invisible force preventing him from looking for Ye Zhaoyan.

Who is it? Which force kidnapped people?

Could it be that this is just a coincidence?

If it's a coincidence, what is the purpose of these people? Are they here for him or for Ye Zhaoyan?

The more Xue Huaidan thought about it, the more difficult it became.

"Keep looking, be sure to find the eldest lady." Xue Huaidan ordered.

"yes!"

The man in black responded, said no more, turned around and walked out.

"Wait!" The moment he turned around, Xue Huaidan suddenly called him.

"What are your orders, Master?"

Xue Huaidan's dark eyes shone with a faint cold light, as if there were two ice blades flashing in his dark pupils.

"Send a group of people to the foot of the mountain to lurk on the only way to Ye Mansion. You know what to do." He said in a cold tone.

"Yes! I will do it immediately."

"In addition, send someone to find Xue Zhiyan and let them prepare." Xue Huaidan continued.

The man in black retreated.

Xue Huaidan sat on the chair with a solemn expression.

He always felt that this matter was not that simple. If this matter was just a coincidence, it would be too much of a coincidence.

He looked out the window gloomily, with a cold expression and strong hatred in his eyes.

"Ye Zhaoyan, this time please don't blame your father for being ruthless. Who made you a disobedient daughter?"

…

Ye Zhaoyan did not realize that the danger was approaching.

After resting for a while, she and the boy named Zhuo kept walking southeast, hoping to leave the mountain as soon as possible.

After walking out of the forest area, there is a shortcut down the mountain, leading to the city.

Ye Zhaoyan and the young man were exhausted, their bodies were stained with blood, and their faces were covered with dust.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the road ahead, gritted his teeth and said, "If you just hold on, we'll be there soon."

Along the way, because of Ye Zhaoyan's support from time to time, the young man occasionally touched her slightly frail arms and felt very warm.

This feeling seems very familiar.

He hadn't felt it in a long time.

There is a reassuring smell about Ye Zhaoyan that makes people really relax.

The stars in the sky were brighter than before. Ye Zhaoyan sighed in his heart and didn't know how his mother was worried about her at home.

After walking for about two sticks of incense, they finally saw a fork in the road.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the familiar city wall in front of him and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

The young man staggered and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Ye Zhaoyan held him up.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Zhaoyan asked with concern.

The young man forced out a smile and replied: "It's okay, my feet are slippery."

In order to prevent the remaining poison from spreading, he did not use his internal strength to rush forward, and almost exhausted most of his strength.

My body is really weak now.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at his face as pale as paper, frowned and said, "The poison in your body... can you still hold it?"

The young man shook his head and was about to speak when footsteps suddenly came from the distance.

"Shh, there's someone..." He looked forward and lowered his voice and said to Ye Zhaoyan.

Ye Zhaoyan followed the young man's gaze and saw two masked men in black walking towards them.

"It's them."

Ye Zhaoyan nodded and looked at their clothes. They were among the group of men in black.

However, these two people are probably part of a small team that has spread out to explore the road.

Ye Zhaoyan's heart beat suddenly.

The two men in black were getting closer and closer, less than one foot away from them.

"Don't act rashly, you hide behind this tree." She warned the boy.

"How can you be allowed to take risks alone?" The young man frowned.

As soon as he finished speaking, two men in black were already standing in front of them.

"Who sent you here?" Ye Zhaoyan asked in a deep voice.

"I advise you to just surrender." The tall man in the lead glanced at Ye Zhaoyan contemptuously and said with a sneer.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite!"

Ye Zhaoyan shouted coldly, protected the young man behind him, took out a dagger and stabbed the leading man.

When the man saw this, he sneered, slapped the dagger she was stabbing with, and then used all his internal strength to punch her on the right arm, knocking Ye Zhaoyan back a few steps.

Ye Zhaoyan struggled to hold on, and the wound on her shoulder tore open. She couldn't help but groan in pain.

This man's martial arts skills are extraordinary, reaching 60% of the level of Ji Si's age.

Her heart sank to the bottom.

On a normal day, she is fully capable of fighting and can fight the person in front of her for more than ten rounds without any problem.

At this time, she had been injured for a long time, and not only was her body limited, but her physical strength was also a little weak due to the rush.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" the man spat, looking at Ye Zhaoyan with a mocking expression.

This woman looked to be more than ten years younger than him, yet she dared to attack him. This was the first time he had encountered such a guy looking for death.

Ye Zhaoyan gritted his teeth, a fierce light flashed in his beautiful eyes.

This group of people was indeed coming for her.

It's just that the opponent not only has a strong martial arts companion, but also a sword in hand.

She only had a dagger and was injured, so she was not strong enough to deal with those two men.

Ye Zhaoyan looked at the young man leaning against the stone. At this moment, he was meditating with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

There are still residual poisons in his body, and if he continues to exercise his power rashly, he may leave symptoms in his body.

Ye Zhaoyan clenched the dagger in her hand, she must fight quickly.

When the man saw Ye Zhaoyan holding the dagger, he moved and quickly attacked Ye Zhaoyan.

Ye Zhaoyan hurriedly dodged and swung the dagger in his hand quickly.

"Qiang! Qiang!"

The weapons intertwined and made a metallic clashing sound.

After a few moves, Ye Zhaoyan's attack slowed down.

The wound on her shoulder was already bleeding a lot, flowing down her arm to her fingertips.

When the two men in black saw this, they smiled in triumph.

Ye Zhaoyan gasped and stared at the man in black across from him with a wary expression.

At this moment, another man in black reached behind her and slapped her on the back of the head.
Chapter completed!