Maybe I shouldn't die.

However, although the idea was good, the reality was cruel. She was woken up by a deafening explosion in the middle of the night.

When Fang Yue opened her eyes, she saw a big hole in her door. A figure dressed in black rushed in and slammed into her defensive formation.

It was bounced back fiercely by the defensive formation and flew straight towards the people who were chasing it.

Then he was stabbed through and through.

The man in black was silent. He just randomly found a room to escape to, but he failed to escape and ended up dying.

The people chasing him were also silent. They let him escape for so long just to catch him alive, but this...

The young man holding a man on his knife wanted to cry but had no tears.

"I thought it was an attack from the other party, so I subconsciously reached out for the knife."

Fang Yue was also silent. She wondered if she had made a wrong decision by staying in this inn just to be lazy.

Such a scene happened in the middle of the night. Look at the man in black who was stabbed through the body, blood gushing out of his body.

What a murder scene.

A few more people soon chased in from outside and kicked the door.

"Kang Dang"

The remaining half of the shaky door fell heavily to the ground and broke into pieces.

Is this going to end? Fang Yue couldn't help but ask:

"You guys are here in the middle of the night and you broke down my door. Isn't that rude?"

The people who came in fell silent when they saw the murder scene in front of them. In response to Fang Yue's question, they looked at each other, and then someone who might be their leader bowed to Fang Yue and said sincerely:

"I'm sorry to bother you, Taoist priest. We were chasing a wanted criminal of the imperial court, and he ran into your room, which made us a little anxious."

He was one of the first few people who chased after him, and was also one of the people who saw the man in black suddenly turn back. He was surprised at the time why the other party suddenly turned back?

Now it seems that it might be this Taoist priest who did it.

But this Taoist priest was so far away, and he must have had profound skills to be able to beat the person back from such a distance.

He couldn't help but label Fang Yue as extremely dangerous in his mind. He decided to ask his master to move to another inn as soon as possible after returning. They were worried about having such an uncertain factor with such high martial arts skills living near their master.

Fang Yue had heard this voice before. It was the voice of the guy called Xiao San. However, the content of his words surprised Fang Yue.

The imperial court wanted criminal? It turned out to be someone from the imperial court. However, considering that the martial arts conference was approaching, it was normal for the imperial court to send someone here.

Since the imperial court was hunting down an important criminal, she reluctantly forgave the other party's offense. However, looking at the mess on the ground, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Since we are hunting down a wanted criminal, it is understandable. But..."

Fang Yue pointed at the mess on the ground. The man immediately understood what Fang Yue meant and said to her:

"Can I ask the shopkeeper to change the room for the Taoist priest?"

Although Fang Yue didn't want to move rooms in the middle of the night, she nodded when she saw the door that was broken into pieces beyond repair and the wooden floor covered in blood.

"Thank you very much."

The man heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Fang Yue agreed, and bowed to Fang Yue again with a sincere tone.

"Thank you for your understanding, Master."

Then he waved his hand and said to the people around him:

"Go to the shopkeeper and ask for a room upstairs."

"Yes," the man nodded in agreement and left.

After everyone left, Fang Yue looked at the man in black who was breathing out more than breathing in, and reminded them:

"If you don't take care of him, he will die."

The man who seemed to be the leader then looked at the man in black who was still held in the air, and asked hesitantly:

"Still alive?"

The dying man in black couldn't help but roll his eyes with difficulty. He finally noticed him. He had been lifted up like this for such a long time. How come this guy was so strong that his hands didn't even shake.

The person who was suspected to be the leader also noticed the trembling of the black-clothed man's eyelids, and couldn't help but be surprised that he was still alive in this state. His vitality was really tenacious.

However, thinking that they were going to capture him alive, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He just didn't know how long this man could live, so he said to the young man holding the sword:

"Xiao Wu, put him down."

"Okay," the young man responded, put away the knife, and held the man in black with one hand.

Without the knife blocking the wound, the blood gushed out more rapidly, and soon a small puddle formed on the floor.

The man in black burst into tears. Didn't the other party want to capture him alive? Why were they trying to torture him to death now?

The young man seemed to realize that something was wrong at this time. He had already pulled out the knife, but why was the blood flowing even more violently?

He glanced at the leader and saw that he indeed had a gloomy face. After hesitating for a moment, he stabbed the knife in his hand back into the wound.

Fang Yue noticed that the other party's technique was unexpectedly good. He actually stabbed back at the original wound, and the amount of blood flowing out was actually less.

The man in black finally couldn't stand the torture anymore, his eyes turned white and he fainted.

The other party seemed to value the man in black very much. Fang Yue was hesitating whether to rescue this man when footsteps were heard outside the door again.

It was the person who was sent to ask for the room back, followed by the shopkeeper, the waiter, and two young men who looked more fancy-dressed than them.

After seeing the two young men, the people in Fang Yue's room immediately saluted one of them, and then the mistress asked:

"Master, why are you up?"

The jade-like young man in black clothes spoke:

"Since you haven't been back for a while, I came out to see how it's going. Have you caught the person?"

The man who seemed to be the leader answered hesitantly:

"I did catch him, but..."

He pointed at the dying man in black.

Before the young man in black could say anything, another young man next to him couldn't help but scream.

"Didn't I tell you to capture him alive? How could you be so cruel?"

He quickly stepped forward and carefully took the man in black, holding him in his arms, and said to the young doctor with an anxious look on his face:

"Zitu, I'll take my junior sister to see a doctor first."

This was his own junior sister. Even though she was a little immature, if she died like this, he would cry to death and he would never be able to return to the sect.

Junior sister? This title made the rest of the people in the room look at each other in bewilderment. The one who was torturing us in the middle of the night turned out to be the junior sister of the master's friend.

They couldn't help but look at their master, and seeing that his face wasn't very good and a little angry, they quickly lowered their heads.

The young man did not pay attention to all this. Human life was at stake, so he hurriedly hugged the man in black and wanted to leave.

Fang Yue was also speechless. What kind of romantic play was this between senior and junior brothers and sisters? But when she thought about it, she realized that the other party was injured for his own reasons. Since he was not a fugitive, should she still save him?

Given the opponent's injuries, it is very likely that he will die before he can even reach the clinic. Never mind, even though what he did was not humane, his crime was not punishable by death.

But don’t save him!

There is a saying that goes, life and death are determined by fate, whether you can survive depends on your luck.

She turned to look at the shopkeeper, and casually waved her sleeves, put away the formation plate, and said to the shopkeeper:

"Which room did you change me to? Take me there."

The shopkeeper glanced at the young man in black clothes, and when he saw him nod, he said to Fang Yue:

"Guest, please follow me."