"Help!"

"Murder!"

"There are assassins!"

The girls and guests in the house were all led out of the room by this panicked sound, and the big guy didn't know what was going on, but when he saw someone running downstairs, he ran with him.

In less than half a minute, the entire corridor on the second floor suddenly turned into a pot of porridge, and everyone was frightened by the murderous exclamation.

The sound of clashing swords came from the private room in the center of the second floor, and in an instant, all the guests ran downstairs, and the entire second floor was emptied.

In order to avoid the trampling of the crowd, Lin Meiyi and her party had to retreat back into the Peony Pavilion, the eyes of the people in the room stared, and the mother of the flower was the most chaotic, but in this situation, she, as the manager of the flower building, had to react first under the drive of reason, and hurriedly pointed to the stairs on the left, leading the big guy to retreat from there.

The guy carried the sleeping Mo Qingcheng and followed Mother Hua downstairs first, the shopkeeper Qiu was in the center, followed by the girls, and Lin Meiyi went last.

In the panic, Lin Meiyi suddenly felt a familiar aura, and when she hurriedly looked back, she saw a masked man in black fighting with dozens of guards, and that familiar aura came from the man in black.

Behind the fight of the dozen or so people was an open room.

In the room, Ning Anyuan, who was dressed in a dark robe, sat at the table with a teacup, drinking tea slowly, as if everything was under his control, and there was no panic of being assassinated.

Lin Meiyi's eyes narrowed subconsciously, she looked at Ning Anyuan, and then at the black-clothed masked man who was entangled by the guards, and there was a faint guess in her heart.

"Miss Lin, let's go!"

Lin Meiyi was aware of it, and the shopkeeper Qiu, who found her stopping, hurriedly stepped forward and pulled her down, and while looking back at the dozen or so people who were entangled together, she said quickly:

"It's not safe here, let's go quickly, don't get mixed in!"

As he spoke, he pulled Lin Meiyi out of the flower building.

The man took the carriage out, Mo Qingcheng had already placed him in the carriage, the shopkeeper Qiu asked, and after confirming the safety of the young owner's family, he hurriedly pushed Lin Meiyi to get into the carriage together.

The man threw off his whip, the horse ran, and the four of them quickly left the place of right and wrong.

The autumn shopkeeper didn't find that Lin Meiyi was wrong, the four of them arrived at the embroidery workshop, and after placing Mo Qingcheng, the autumn shopkeeper looked at the sky, the sky was already white, and the sky was about to dawn, afraid that Lin Meiyi would not be safe to go back alone, and wanted to leave her in the embroidery workshop to rest until dawn and then go back.

Lin Meiyi didn't agree, she was still thinking about the familiar breath in her heart, thinking that the other party had already set up an ambush and was waiting for him to enter the trap, she felt uneasy.

So, he rejected the proposal of the autumn shopkeeper.

"If you have to go back, ask the guy to send you back."

This was the last compromise of the autumn shopkeeper, Lin Meiyi didn't say anything more, the carriage was not unloaded, and immediately asked the guy to send him home.

When she arrived at the door of her house, watching the guy drive away, Lin Meiyi immediately jumped onto the wall of the courtyard next door and jumped into the yard to search for Qi Tian's traces.

Sure enough, the person was not here, which means that her previous guess was most likely correct.

The masked man in black in the flower building is Qi Tian!

Thinking of this, Lin Meiyi's expression suddenly turned cold, and Ning Anyuan's scheming face in the flower building appeared in front of her, and she immediately jumped out of the courtyard, accompanied by the thick morning fog, and rushed towards the flower building.

There was no surprise, and he pounced, the person was no longer here, and only the frightened and trembling mother Hua was explaining the situation to the official who came to the building.

Lin Meiyi glanced at it, and her brows suddenly furrowed even tighter.

Did Ning Anyuan and the others catch the assassin or not?

If they do, where did they go?

If they weren't caught, where would the Assassins flee?

Lin Meiyi stood in place and thought for a while, and chose to go home to have a look.

If that assassin was really an uncle, with his strength, as long as he gave up assassinating Ning Anyuan, he would definitely be able to escape from that group of guards.

If he escapes, his first option is to go home.

Lin Meiyi turned around and turned back, running all the way to the mouth of the alley, and suddenly found several suspicious auras swimming around, concentrating on releasing her divine sense, and found the traces of Ning Anyuan's men.

There were five people in total, and they were wandering around the Chongwen Pavilion, as if they were looking for something.

Sensing that these breaths were approaching her, Lin Meiyi quickly stood against the wall in the shadow under the wall, waiting for them to walk by, before she appeared.

She fell far behind several people, and saw the blood stains left by the assassin one step ahead of them, she didn't think about it, she directly took out the mountain spring water in the bamboo tube from the system backpack, opened the lid and splashed it, destroying the bloodstains.

After doing this, Lin Meiyi continued to chase after other bloodstains, each time she was one step ahead of Ning Anyuan's people, and before they arrived, she hid all the traces.

In this way, Ning Anyuan's people turned around the Chongwen Pavilion several times without yielding, thinking that they and the others had taken the wrong route, and hurriedly searched in the opposite direction.

Lin Meiyi stood in a gloomy corner, watching the sun rise over the horizon, and the figures of the guards disappeared into the morning light, and then quickly escaped into the alley, crossed the high wall, and landed in the courtyard.

The yard was exactly the same as the one in her home, but it was overgrown with weeds and deserted.

But at the moment, there is still a faint smell of blood in this coldness.

Lin Meiyi looked back at the courtyard wall she had just turned over, a drop of dark red fell on the weed blades under the root of the wall, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, stepped forward to wipe the leaves carefully, and then came to the door with a handkerchief.

The two door panels were hidden, the room was dim, Lin Meiyi had the light behind her, the sunlight stretched her figure very long, the shadow was cast into the room through the gap, and the faint human-shaped circle of light became the only light in the darkness.

"The man is gone."

Lin Meiyi didn't go in, just stood at the door and said lightly: "I have destroyed all the traces, and this place will not be exposed." ”

As the words fell, the room was so quiet that there was no sound of breathing, and suddenly there was the soft sound of a blade falling to the ground.

This soft sound smashed on her heart, which made Lin Meiyi's heart tighten, and she hurriedly called: "Uncle?!" ”

Only the sound of gradually rapid breathing came from the room, Lin Meiyi frowned, kicked open the door, and rushed in.

With a sweep of his eyes, he saw the familiar black shadow leaning under the desk, and at this moment he was curled up, holding his abdomen with his hands, gasping for air.

Droplets of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and smashed on the dusty floor, splashing a flower of ink.

The blade in his hand had fallen, and he couldn't do anything about it, just staring at her as she kicked in the door.

I don't know if it's the brilliance of the sun when it falls, and in a trance, Lin Meiyi saw a flash of light called "trust" in those eyes.