The two couples who were thieves looked at each other, and all they thought about was, who was it, and by what means, did they get so many of their belongings, account books, and letters in such a short period of time?

This is a sword gate! It would be difficult for ordinary people to even get in, let alone carry away their belongings.

After thinking about it like this, the two of them suddenly wanted to be crooked.

In their opinion, the one who can take away so many things without knowing it in the One Sword Sect must undoubtedly be the head or elder of the One Sword Sect.

It is even very likely that this matter was simply done by the rulers of the One Sword Gate.

The more Tao Yiting made up her brain, the more scared she became, and she whispered her guess to Han Tong.

Han Tong didn't believe that this was done by the leaders of the First Sword Sect, including the head of the sect, and he said, "If this matter is really known to everyone, then the master will not let me come out of the torture hall today." ”

He is a personal disciple of the head of the Yijian Sect, and the other party has always taken care of him, but care and protection are two completely different things.

He united with the Tao family to dig the foot of the wall of Yijianmen, and his master, as the head of Yijianmen, bore the brunt of the damage to his interests.

Not to mention that he is not favored enough to make his master turn a blind eye to this matter, even if he is already favored to such a point, it is impossible for his master to damage his prestige and reputation as the head of a faction for the sake of his idea of hollowing out his heart and greedy for small profits.

In order not to hand over the ready-made handle to those elders, his master would definitely be the first to jump out and kill his relatives in righteousness.

With such an analysis, the conclusion will naturally jump out.

He said, "It could only be done by one of them, at most two of them." ”

And in order to be greedy for this money and things, the other party is eight times out of ten. Nine will not take the initiative to publicize the hands and feet that their husband and wife have done.

As soon as he said this, the fear and panic in Tao Yiting's heart suddenly alleviated by half.

When the money is gone, it will take them some time to accumulate again, but if things get bigger, they will not even be able to save themselves and their children

Just thinking about the consequences, Tao Yiting couldn't help but have a cold war.

She didn't care about being angry with Han Tong for Wang Wanfang's matter, and the couple hid in their own room, quietly discussing a series of possible changes and countermeasures in the future.

By the way, they also ranked the people in power of the Yijian Gate according to the size of the suspicion, so that they could focus on monitoring and waiting for opportunities to retaliate in the future.

It wasn't until the sky was white that they washed and meditated with tiredness on their faces.

As for Wang Wanfang, who was caught in a scandal with Han Tong, although this girl's practice of raising a spare tire is not moral, she really has to be seriously investigated, but she has not done anything that violates the rules of Yijianmen.

Even the heads and elders of the One Sword Sect who are in charge of the One Sword Sect have no way to punish her severely because she is not very particular about the relationship between men and women. They could only punish her for the crime of undermining the unity and harmony of the teacher.

If you don't count the discrediting of her, Wang Wanfang's punishment is nothing compared to the harm she caused to her brothers and sisters.

Of course, this is not the final ending for Wang Wanfang.

What really bothered her and brought her a long-term negative impact was precisely her reputation.

Once the hat of the water-based poplar is worn on the head, it is not so easy to take it off.

And what Su Qingqing wanted Wang Wanfang to taste was precisely the endless trouble that the four words water-based poplar flower brought her.

Let's talk about Zhen Xiaomei. After the girl slipped out of the sword door, she first returned to the inn and had a good night's sleep, and then yawned, turned her back to the sunlight that poured into the room, and walked out of the door, ready to beckon Xiao Er to bring her water for washing.

However, before she could probe and call someone, the door she had just pushed open was kicked back again.

Zhen Xiaomei reacted quickly, seeing the door slamming towards her vigorously, she immediately jumped back and went back to her room.

The door slammed against her face and slammed into the door frame, Zhen Xiaomei, who was standing by the door, was blown by the strong wind carried by the door, her hair fluttered, her eyes narrowed slightly, and at the same time, the door bounced back because the person who closed the door was too hard.

The person who kicked the door before obviously didn't expect the door of this inn to be so flexible, and the door that rebounded back was directly slapped on the culprit's face.

Fortunately, this person reacted quickly, and the wooden door that bounced back was smashed into pieces of wood by her palm, and did not cause her other injuries other than grooming.

But even so, the guest, who was obviously not very good-tempered, still lost his temper because he was hit by a broken wooden plank.

She pulled out her sword from the sheath, and the tip of the sword pointed straight at Zhen Xiaomei, who was standing at the door for a long time, looking at their group with the eyes of a mad dog, "Where did the little slut come from, he dared to sneak attack the deity with the door panel!" ”

Zhen Xiaomei raised her eyebrows slightly.

Buddha-figures? Is this old woman Wuzun?

It's not quite like it, she didn't feel the kind of natural suppression from the upper level brought to her by a transcendent realm martial artist, such as Yun Zhao, in this old woman.

Her mind was racing, but she scolded back unceremoniously, "The old slut said the opposite, right?" Obviously, you have to slam the door of someone's inn. ”

"You!" The woman who slammed the door actually didn't look old, because she had internal force to nourish her body for a long time, she looked a few years older than Zhen Xiaomei, a star visitor who had only started practicing martial arts in her thirties, and was unceremoniously replied by Zhen Xiaomei "Old slut", and the woman who slammed the door was so angry that she slashed a sword light directly at Zhen Xiaomei.

Zhen Xiaomei tapped her toes, her body brushed the door frame for a whirlwind, and she easily dodged the woman's sudden attack.

And while dodging, she also took the opportunity to leave the room and came to the spacious and sturdy corridor on the second floor of the inn.

Xiao Er, who was in charge of sending the group upstairs, stood stupidly on the other side of Zhen Xiaomei, he never dreamed that he was just walking a few steps to open the door for this group of guests, and the guests he brought upstairs actually started a fight with the other guests of their inn.

This, this, this.

The little two who were curled up into a ball turned around in a hurry, but he didn't dare to go through the Shura field in front of him, and went downstairs to find the innkeeper to come to the rescue_(:З"∠)_

Zhen Xiaomei caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, and reached out and pulled the collar of his clothes over.

Before Xiao Er could react, Zhen Xiaomei had already jumped off the second floor with him and landed firmly in the lobby on the first floor.

She moved quickly, and the second sword light that the woman split flew past the corner of her clothes, and it didn't hurt her or Xiao Er who was being carried by her.

"If you are not good at skill, you will be smart, and when you see a bad situation, you will run, such a simple thing will not be?"

(End of chapter)