Two streets away---
Feng Yu Die had said that she would look for the culprit in the city, but in fact she had no clue, so she could only wander around the market like a headless fly, hoping for a chance encounter.
Passing by a restaurant, she suddenly smelled the aroma of roasted chicken inside, so she turned around and went in with Yun Jiujiu and two disciples from the **Sword Wine Peak**.
Although the door of the restaurant was still open, and there were quite a few guests inside, eating and chatting, but because of the martial law, everyone was quite nervous for fear of getting into trouble.
Therefore, as they watched Feng Yu Die enter with a large group of people, everyone in the restaurant held their breath.
Feng Yu Die walked up to the counter and raised an eyebrow at the innkeeper. "Boss, pack me a roasted chicken."
?
Was this really the time to come and buy roasted chicken?
The innkeeper originally was quite worried, thinking they were here to ask questions, but hearing Feng Yu Die's request, he was dumbfounded.
Seeing that he wasn't reacting, Yun Jiujiu raised her hand and slapped the counter. "He asked you to pack a roasted chicken! Didn't you hear?!"
The innkeeper was frightened, and with a cold sweat on his face, he ordered the waiter. "Ah, yes... Xiao Liu! Go to the back kitchen and pack up a roasted chicken."
After the waiter brought her chicken, Feng Yu Die threw out two spirit stones, and then led Yun Jiujiu and the others out of the restaurant, continuing to roam the streets.
Confused, the two **Sword Wine Peak** disciples following them exchanged a few whispers. "Aren't we here to catch someone? Why does this look like shopping?"
"Hey, let's just follow along. We'll do whatever Sister Jiujiu tells us to do. Why do you care so much?"
"But don't you see? Sister Jiujiu is being unusually polite to Master Feng. She has never been this polite to anyone before. Do you think she might be interested in him?"
"Interested? No way, Master Feng is not Sister Jiujiu's type."
As they were talking, Yun Jiujiu's ears twitched, and she turned her head with a frown, scolding them. "What are you two gossiping about?"
"Ah... we're just confused. Wasn't Master Feng supposed to search for someone? Why does it seem like we're just leisurely strolling?"
Yun Jiujiu was stunned for a moment. Indeed, so it seemed.
So she looked at Feng Yu Die and asked, "Brother Yu, what are we doing?"
Feng Yu Die took a bite of the chicken leg and asked back, "Then, you guys tell me, where shall we look?"
Yun Jiujiu crossed her arms and repeated, "Right! Then, what do you guys say?"
"..."
Speechless, the two men cupped their hands awkwardly and stopped talking.
Suddenly, a blond-haired disciple of the Sword Sect rushed out from an alleyway ahead. The man was pale, and he covered his left hand with his right as drops of blood gathered on his sleeve and fell to the ground. He looked disheveled as if he had just escaped from a life-threatening situation.
After rushing out of the alley, he scanned the surroundings and caught sight of Feng Yu Die and the others passing by.
His eyes stopped on Yun Jiujiu, and he ran directly toward her, shouting. "Second... Second Miss help! Someone is after me!!!"
Yun Jiujiu squinted at him and saw that he was indeed a disciple of the inner sect. She frowned and looked toward the entrance of the alley where he had just rushed out from.
At this moment, a girl with long dark brown hair walked out of the alley with a sword in her hand.
Her steps were light and the blade of her sword was stained with blood.
Feng Yu Die recognized her Sister Pei at a glance. She looked even more beautiful after not seeing her for a few days. But then she immediately realized that if that person was being chased by Sister Pei, then there must be something wrong with him.
*Swish---*
Without wasting time, Feng Yu Die summoned the sword from her storage bag and propped it on the neck of the man who had asked for help.
"You..."
However, before she could finish speaking, a loud explosion interrupted her.
*Boom---*
With one step, Yun Jiujiu shattered the stone bricks under her foot five feet away, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Pei Lianxue.
The spiritual energy formed waves around her right fist, but Pei Lianxue's expression did not change much.
*Ding---*
Pei Lianxue raised her sword to block and sparks burst out when the sword collided with the fist. However, it seemed that she did not expect the punch to be so powerful. She slid back several feet before stabilizing herself.
"So, you're the culprit? Hmph!"
"..." Pei Lianxue frowned in confusion and replied, "I didn't do anything."
"Hmph! Let's fight first and then talk!"
With a grimace, Yun Jiujiu waved her right hand, and a golden light shot out from the jade gourd at her waist. It condensed into a giant sword about the same size as her and swatted at Pei Lianxue horizontally as if she were a fly.
Feng Yu Die watched the situation from twenty feet away. Glancing at the inner disciple in front of her, she gritted her teeth and shouted at the two **Sword Wine Peak** disciples. "You two keep an eye on him!"
Then, she instantly arrived behind Yun Jiujiu and lifted her off the ground with both hands, shouting, "Jiujiu, wait, wait, wait!!"
"Huh?"
*Whoosh---*
Because she was lifted up by Feng Yu Die, the path of her giant sword in her hand has also become higher. So when Pei Lianxue saw it, she ducked her head and crouched down to avoid it.
Yun Jiujiu looked at the two hands now touching her chest, and wary of Pei Lianxue, she asked, "Brother Yu!! What are you doing? She is hunting down our Sword Sect disciple."
"Ah... no..." Feng Yu Die hesitated, thinking that Ye Anping told her to pretend not to know Pei Lianxue, so she said, "I don't think it's her."
"Why?"
"Well... look at her. She is as radiant as spring flowers and as beautiful as the autumn moon. No matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a villain."
Yun Jiujiu paused, looked at Pei Lianxue again, and asked, "What do you mean?"
"I mean she's too good-looking."
"..."
Hearing this, Yun Jiujiu's frown deepened, wondering in her heart: *Is she good-looking? So, he likes someone so delicate and weak like this? What's so good about it?*
At this moment, Yun Xi also came out of the alley. When she saw that Yun Jiujiu was holding her disgraceful sword in her hand, she immediately realized what had happened.
"Yun Jiujiu!! You idiot, besides fighting and drinking, what else is in your head?!"
"Tsk..." Yun Jiujiu clicked her tongue and turned to look at Yun Xi. "So, what the hell is going on?"
Yun Xi rolled her eyes and didn't bother to explain. Looking around, she saw the man who had just escaped flanked by the two **Sword Wine Peak** disciples and walked over quickly.
"Tell me, what do you know?"
"I..." The man looked at Yun Xi with fear, and he bit his lip. "I... I escaped."
"Escaped from where?"
"My father told me to go to the *Sword Pavilion* yesterday at noon, saying that he had ordered a sword for me, but when I arrived, I found that the Pavilion Master wasn't there, so I wandered around for a bit, and then I saw..."
Yun Xi frowned, slightly confused. "Your father?"
"My father is Yun Kun, and my name is Yun Shulong."
After thinking for a while, Yun Xi finally remembered that Yun Kun seemed to be a descendant of her eldest brother's lineage named "Yun Kunwu", but it had been hundreds of years since her eldest brother died.
After a pause, she asked. "What did you see?"
"I found twenty-seven bodies wrapped in oilcloth in the basement... And then... I ran away."
"Then, why did you run from us without saying a word?"
"I thought you were here to kill me too..."
"Too?" Yun Xi narrowed her eyes slightly before asking again, "Who else wants to kill you?"
"Well, several of my older brothers are looking for me. I hid all night..."
Just as he said this, Pei Lianxue, standing beside Yun Xi, suddenly felt a murderous intent. She glanced sideways, then grabbed Yun Xi's shoulder and pulled her back a few steps.
At the same time, Yun Jiujiu and Feng Yu Die also sensed the killing intent and quickly jumped back ten feet.
*Swish---*
The heads of the two **Sword Wine Peak** disciples and Yun Shulong soared into the sky after a white shadow flashed past.
A man wearing a black brocade robe and a gold half mask, holding a purple sword, appeared where Yun Shulong had just been.
