After midnight

Chapter 109 An Yan and Yin go to the rescue

An Yan and Yin arrived at the place where the hanging window stopped. Now the whole area was gone after the sandstorm, leaving only a silent hanging window sunk in the yellow sand. After a quick look, Xu Xing was sure that it was not the problem with the hanging window, so he did not stay for too long and went straight to the Sand City.

An Yan brushed off the layer of sand and dust on the hanging window and looked carefully at the cracks on it. These cracks were very shallow and most of them were curved, which meant that when the wind blew here, the wind blade's attack was already very weak. So there were two possibilities, one was that the distance was far enough, and the other was that someone blocked most of the attacks.

"An Yan!" An Yan was deep in thought when he heard Yin's call and ran over.

Yin crawled out from a fallen window and threw the bag in his hand to An Yan. "This backpack must belong to Lin Xuanfeng, there is no doubt about it."

An Yan looked around, then nodded and carried it on his back.

"Can you tell where they are?"

An Yan pointed to the side, which was the east.

"An Yan, look!"

An Yan looked towards the east. About a thousand meters away, there were a large number of unidentified objects floating in the air. They gathered more and more, and then a thick layer of sand and dust entangled them.

"Hurry up." As soon as An Yan finished speaking, the wind direction changed.

They hurried towards the east, but the closer they got, the more they felt the strong sense of oppression. The wind and sand had already begun to play the prelude, and the sand under their feet began to hum uncontrollably.

"Here it comes!" An Yan said softly, and instantly grabbed Yin's wrist and opened the 'Absolute Defense'.

Before Yin could react, the storm had already submerged them. But thanks to 'Absolute Defense', they stood firm in the sandstorm without being disturbed. Yin had experienced the magic of 'Absolute Defense' before, but he was still shocked this time.

He looked at An Yan in horror, wondering to what extent An Yan had developed his abilities. But logically speaking, this was impossible at An Yan's age. Even if he was the 'Son of God', he was only 17 years old after all. Unless, he had experienced extraordinary hardships.

"It's ice."

"What?" Yin asked, his attention drawn back by An Yan again.

"The only things that attack me that I can absolutely defend against, besides the wind and sand, there is also ice."

"Could it be that the person who attacked Lin Xuanfeng this time has ice abilities?"

"No, water can freeze into ice."

"What do you mean?" Yin's heart skipped a beat and he broke out in a cold sweat, but this was impossible. Jing was always monitoring Xishan, and no one else had ever come out of there except Song Yu.

Yin looked at Anyan, who was so sure. Unless... someone was released before they found it. Or... Damn it! A terrible thought came into Yin's mind. Who said there could only be one entrance and exit there?

"Yin, Yin, what are you thinking about?" An Yan called him, "We are leaving."

Yin calmed down and nodded. Although the wind and sand had not yet dissipated, the storm had passed. They continued to move forward, and in a few minutes, they discovered a new continent. There were traces of battles everywhere, and the ice was broken into pieces, extending all the way, indicating that the real battlefield was ahead.

Seeing this, Yin and Anyan ran in unison. Taking advantage of this temporary calm, they had to find Lin Xuanfeng as soon as possible, as they didn't have much time left.

Lin Xuanfeng was now completely sunk into the sand. From the moment he clenched his fist, the storm was out of control. This time, it might even affect Xindu. Lin Xuanfeng thought bitterly that he hadn't been so embarrassed for a long time. He was in pain all over his body and didn't know where it hurt the most.

It was a little quiet around him, but he couldn't relax yet. Lin Xuanfeng thought, he had to stand up, he couldn't just sit there and wait for death. But when he tried to stand up, he found that his limbs couldn't move, he couldn't even lift his fingers. He tried for a long time, and it was no use.

Lin Xuanfeng took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He didn't know how long the silence lasted, but he heard two footsteps gradually coming towards him.

Lin Xuanfeng immediately began to struggle, but his eyes were filled with despair. He still couldn't even bend his fingers. He closed his eyes again and lowered his head, his heart beating nervously.

Closer, closer, they are right in front of us! Lin Xuanfeng has never been so nervous again.

"Senior brother?"

A familiar voice came, and Lin Xuanfeng was relieved after surviving the disaster. He immediately raised his head and smiled with a mouthful of white teeth, not knowing how to express his surprise.

"Why are you speaking in that tone? I'm not dead yet, An Yan."

If Lin Xuanfeng could see the horrible state he was in now, he wouldn't blame An Yan for making such a fuss. An Yan looked at him in astonishment, still not coming back to his senses.

"Great." An Yan knelt down.

"An Yan, I can't move my body."

"It's okay, everything will be fine. We'll take you back to Xindu right now."

"An Yan, I'll go bring them over." Yin said and turned back to look for Zhuan Yi.

After Yin left, An Yan opened his arms and looked around carefully. There was no suspicious movement around, and it was still a patch of yellow sand. But An Yan pursed his lips tightly when he saw someone who could hurt Lin Xuanfeng like this.

"An Yan, they succeeded. Two people came this time, and they are very strong."

"I understand, Brother. If you have anything to say, we can talk after we get back."

An Yan still stood in front of him, with his right hand open and on guard. Lin Xuanfeng looked at him and opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it again. Yin went back all the way without any obstacles, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that 'Zhuan Yi' was safe and sound.

"Brother Yin!" Yin was leading them to rescue Lin Xuanfeng when he heard a familiar voice calling him not far away.

"Ajiu? Why are you here? Do you know it's dangerous?" Yin was furious when he saw Ajiu coming towards him.

"Where is my master? What happened to him?" Ajiu's face was full of anxiety.

"Your master is fine, just a little troubled."

"That's good, as long as everything is okay." Jiu patted his chest and said.

"Let's go. I'll settle the score with you later." Yin pulled Ajiu and they returned the same way.

After about ten minutes, An Yan saw Yin coming back. In addition to Zhuan Yi, he also brought Ah Jiu with him. This kid must have eavesdropped on his conversation with Yin. So, An Yan turned around and told Lin Xuanfeng.

"Why is this child so disobedient? Anyan, I'm leaving you with this matter." Lin Xuanfeng was overwhelmed with emotions.

"Yeah." An Yan stood up and walked towards them, then winked at Yin. Yin understood and let go of his hand, and continued to walk to the back with 'Special Move'.

"Brother Anyan, where is my master?" Due to the angle, Ajiu did not see Lin Xuanfeng.

"Ajiu, listen to Brother Anyan and close your eyes." After saying that, Anyan covered Ajiu's eyes with his hands.

"Why? Where is my master?" Ajiu asked without resisting.

"Your master was a little hurt and didn't want you to see it, but I promise he's fine."

When An Yan mentioned that Lin Xuanfeng was injured, Ajiu wanted to pull his hand away, but he covered his hand on the back of An Yan's hand and did not move. He believed what An Yan said and wanted to listen to his master.

"Ajiu." Lin Xuanfeng called him when Zhuan Yi passed by them.

"Master!" Ajiu responded quickly, and at the same time resisted the urge to pull An Yan's hand away.

"Ajiu, listen carefully. I, your master, will be fine, but if you dare to run out without permission again, and even disobey your brother Anyan, don't recognize me as your master anymore!"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong!"

Even though he covered his eyes, Lin Xuanfeng could still see the sadness and anxiety on Jiu's face, so he softened his heart. "No, Jiu, I made you worry."

After Lin Xuanfeng finished speaking, he seemed to have no more strength to support himself. He fell backwards, and then "Special Move" carried him away quickly. Ah Jiu heard the sound of them leaving quickly, turned around and fell into An Yan's arms.

An Yan held Ajiu in his arms, patted his back gently and looked at Yin.

Yin nodded, and the two of them once again looked around in tacit understanding. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, they took Jiu away. After they left, the two struggled to dig themselves out of the sand. The second storm was even more severe. They were blown so hard that they could not stand at all. They were soon knocked down and buried in the sand.

When they came out, they could only look at the shadows of An Yan and his group. Even if they woke up earlier, they could do nothing because they did not have the extra energy to deal with the second or even third person, so they turned around and fled to Sand City.

In Shacheng, the people arranged by Song Yu were still waiting for them. When the news of Song Fengrong's death reached Song Yu's ears, Song Yu had planned this step. After the Jiuxin Conference was interrupted, Song Yu came out of the Song Mansion and rushed straight to Shacheng.

But he didn't expect that he didn't hear good news halfway. However, the overall situation had been decided, so after arriving in Shacheng, he didn't go to find the two people immediately, but turned all the way to Song Fengrong's former residence. This place still belonged to the Song family.

Song Yu had heard from Song Nan about everything that happened in Shacheng at that time. He easily guessed that the murderer caught before Song Fengrong's death was probably a bait, so he was not interested in him or the real murderer. He was interested in the one who appeared inexplicably with the help of the Song family and disappeared reasonably.

In the whole incident of Song Fengrong's assassination, the most crucial link was missing - that is, why Song Fengrong was so sure that the Song family had sent someone here. Without clarifying this point, Song Yu was restless.

"Don't all of you know? What was the name of Mr. Song from Jiudu before Song Fengrong got into trouble, and why did he stay here?"

Song Yu stood in the lobby and questioned everyone working in the mansion, but everyone bowed their heads and remained silent. After everyone looked at each other, the butler stood up and said, "Mr. Song, we only know that the other person is also Mr. Song. We have never heard the master call him by his name, and we dare not ask about his identity for those who were left behind by the master."

After hearing this, Song Yu walked around the hall with his arms folded. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked, "It is rumored that Mr. Song was invited here, right?"

"Yes, the master learned about it from the police station. He said that a Mr. Song came from Jiudu to ask for information about the murder of Master Song Shi, so the master asked someone to come here."

So that's the case. If that's true, it can only mean two things. One is that he forged his identity to deceive the police station, and the other is that the so-called Mr. Song is in cahoots with the police station. But there are thousands of ways to kill people, so why let the police station get involved?

"Who did he go to see?"

"Of course it was Lu Jun. Officer Lu Jun was the person in charge of the case at the time."

Song Yu nodded and turned to leave. He waited at the police station until late at night until Lu Jun got off work. Lu Jun was obviously surprised to see him. Song Yu motioned for him to follow him, and Lu Jun had no choice.

"Before Song Fengrong died, someone came to you and said he was Mr. Song sent by Jiudu. Who was he?"

"Ah? I don't know. Wasn't he the one you sent?"

"Really? Since you followed me here, it means you know who I am. I don't want tomorrow's morning news to say that Officer Lu Jun was killed near the police station."

"I really don't know Mr. Song Yu. I don't know his name. He didn't tell me."

"Then how do you know for sure his identity?"

"Of course it's the only card you Song family has."

"That's impossible!" Song Yu quickly retorted. It's impossible for someone to forge the Song family's cards. When his father died, he destroyed his father's cards himself. As for Song Xin's, she didn't take it with her when she left. Who else could it be? Besides his uncle and cousin's cards, there was only his third uncle's card left.

If what Lu Jun said was true, then there was only one possibility. But when Uncle San left with the cards, didn't his father pursue the matter? Now, no one could answer this question for Song Yu.

"You've seen him, right? You should know what he looks like."

"I know, but he looks very ordinary. I'm afraid I can't describe him."

"Okay then." Song Yu smiled, "Let me ask you another question. Where did he go after leaving Sand City? I think you know this question."

"...Go northwest, that's all I can answer." Lu Jun hesitated, but finally said it.

Northwest, isn't that Jiudu? After getting the answer, Song Yu left immediately. He wrote to Song Nan, asking about Fang Hao's whereabouts when he went to attend the Jiuxin Conference. The reply arrived soon, and Fang Hao arrived in Xindu alone in the early morning by hanging window.

So, who was the stranger next to Fang Hao at the Jiuxin Conference?

How did he appear? Did he go from Sand City to Jiudu? For some reason, he felt that the man was not simple, and he was definitely involved in everything that happened in Sand City.

Thinking of this, Song Yu sent another letter to Song Nan, and then rushed to the place where the two people were staying.