On the third day, it was the momentous wedding day of Yin Mo and Su Ye Lin. It was also a day when the hidden currents of turmoil in Fengcheng surged.

On that day, accompanied by the Drunken Old Ghost and supported by Mingyue, Yinlian appeared at the Yipin Pavilion Tea House, quietly awaiting the sound of the wind.

The Qingya Sect and other factions had long been lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to make their move and capture Yin Lian. They feared Liu, Guan, and Zhang and did not dare to approach the General's tomb. They could only wait for an opportunity within the city.

Today is the first day that Yin Lian entered the city since the incident at the matchmaking temple.

Liu, Guan, and Zhang led a team of 120 people to guard the Lingqi outside the city. When night fell, some of them defended the exit of the city gate, while others lurked outside the gates of Yin Er and Yin San's mansions. They were prepared to capture Yin Er, Yin San, and their families when it got dark, forcing them to hand over the house deeds.

Apart from these 120 people, there were originally some informants scattered throughout the streets, alleys, and official residences in Fengcheng. That's why it was easy for Yin Lian to find out Su Yecheng's whereabouts.

These people who have always obeyed the commands of the three senior generals, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei, are all heroic warriors with unwavering loyalty. Their only mission is to recapture the vast family estate of Yin Si Pang - the entire Fengcheng is his domain.

On the other side, there was a sudden increase in the number of patrols within the city, with various unfamiliar faces multiplying.

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Su Yelin originally wanted to pry open the door and escape, but she was bound by Yin Mo's hands and feet. The maidservants hurriedly applied makeup and changed her clothes for her, then covered her with a red headdress and stuffed her into a fiery red sedan chair.

The suona horn resounded, and the wedding procession slowly made its way onto the street.

Now is the auspicious hour of dusk.

Yin Lian's gaze fell upon the bustling street, filled with a constant flow of people. Her eyes were fixed firmly on the fiery red sedan carriage.

Can I stop it? Yin Lian was suddenly afraid.

This is what ordinary people call hesitating and fearing the imminent battle.

Yin Lian fell into deep contemplation---

Since Uncle Su has agreed to betroth Lin'er to Yinmo, wouldn't it make everyone curse and look down on me if I were to interfere with the Su family's marriage? What should I do if Lin'er doesn't want to go with me when I see her? Even if Lin'er goes with me, how can I face her and tell her that I no longer have her affection as her own brother? What should I do then?

A series of doubts clouded Yin Lian's mind, making it difficult for her to understand or swallow.

Suddenly, a stealthy knife attack came without warning.

"Lian'er, be careful!" Mingyue pushed Yin Lian aside and got injured by a blade on her waist.

Yin Lian hugged Mingyue tightly, and angrily looked at the attacker —— wearing a mask with blue-colored fangs, it was indeed a member of the Blue Fang Sect.

With that, thirty or so ferocious-looking men rushed up the stairs one after another, surrounding Yin Lian in a circle.

Yin Lian had no other way out but to fight them alone.

The force of the two punches almost depleted Yinlian's energy and blood. Not to mention breaking out, she was injured and fell to the ground without making a sound.

The old drunkard lunged forward and was promptly kicked down the stairs, rolling from the second floor to the first floor.

On the first floor, a table was surrounded by ragged and unkempt beggars. Among them, there was a clean and beautiful girl who stood out at that table. She wore a red headscarf, with her long and flowing hair cascading down her chest. Picking up a bamboo stick, she swiftly approached and displayed extraordinary skill in her stick technique. With a casual swing, she forced the ferocious-faced and fang-toothed individual to retreat, then grabbed Yin Lian by the arm and spoke in a strong and clear voice:

"You've angered someone you shouldn't have, my little brother!"

The leader with a ferocious appearance sneered, "..."

"Since the girl from the Beggar Sect knows that we shouldn't mess with her, why bother meddling again?"

The girl with the red headscarf grimaced and said,

Look at how arrogant you guys are. Twenty people ganging up on one weak brother. I just can't stand it. I'm going to handle this matter. You dare to mess with me?

Yin Lian leaned against the railing, gasping for air. Seeing the fight break out between the Gaibang girl and the man with a sinister face and protruding teeth, she quickly crawled away from the scene and managed to hold Mingyue protectively in her arms.

The Gaibang girl skillfully performed her Dog Beating Staff technique, causing a group of "dog heads" to howl incessantly. With just a few moves, they were driven away, cursing without pause as they fled.

Yin Lian stood up, bowed her head, and expressed her gratitude before inquiring about the name of her benefactor.

Xiao En, without saying a word of thanks, my name is Hen Yu. I am an elder of the Beggar's Gang, responsible for this area. You, looking quite handsome, how did you get involved with those people?

"She couldn't be told at the moment, but if given the chance in the future, I will take her to get patched up!" Yin Lian forced a smile as she hastily carried Mingyue horizontally and ran downstairs. By the time they reached the street, she was covered in sweat. Coincidentally, the bridal procession blocked their path.

The wind was wild at this moment, lifting the curtains of the bright red sedan. Although Su Ye Lin was bound and unable to move her hands and feet, she managed to catch a glimpse of Yin Lian holding another girl and squeezing her way to the front of the crowd through the wide gap in the curtains.

Su Yelin's hands and feet turned icy cold in an instant, and her heart grew cold too——he... he has entered the city! Is he here to see me? In the end, he has found a new love...

Yin Lian's eyes were covered with sweat as she rushed towards the Zhengxin Hall with single-minded determination. Like a maddened bull charging forward, she didn't stop until Zhang Ji suddenly intercepted her.

"We were not talking, and I specifically told you not to run around. But when I saw Mingyue covered in blood, I anxiously held her in my arms and said, 'I'll take her to the Zhenxin Hall for bandaging. You're injured too, let's go together...'"

"No." Yin Lian shook her head, looking at Zhang Ji and gradually moving backward. "I can't wait any longer. As soon as it gets dark, my sister will finish the ceremony. I can't wait any longer! Even if, even if my sister won't go with me, I still want to ask her—whether the words she said to me before, the oath she made, still hold true! As long as... she hasn't changed her heart, I have never lost her..."

Yin Lian, disregarding Zhang Ji's shouts, had already rushed towards the wedding procession.

A fierce wind suddenly rose, and the twilight glow in the sky dimmed.

Yin Lian snatched the suona from the suona player's hands and threw it on the ground. All the musicians stopped playing and stared at him intently.

He shouted loudly, " "

"Linger! I'm here--"

Su Yelin heard it, and everyone heard it clearly.

Yin Mo's group of guards and the patrolling officers on the street quickly gathered and tried to capture Yin Lian, but suddenly, the spies of Liu Guanzhang all jumped out to hold them back.

Since Yin Lian made the first move, there was no time to wait for nightfall. Liu Zhong had already given the order, and a group of tomb guards rushed to occupy the city gates.

At the same time, another group of tomb guards divided into two batches and stormed into Yin Sanfu's residence, which was the county office, and Yin Erfu's residence, taking control of both places.

Undoubtedly, this move not only captures the loved ones but also captures the city.

People throughout the city were frantically hiding.

Yin Mo saw that Yin Lian had come prepared and there was no time to send someone to inform Yin San. He dismounted his horse and threw the horsewhip in his hand to the ground, pointing directly at Yin Lian and scolded her:

"You bastard! Asking for death!"

Yin Lian watched Yin Mo approach step by step, her eyes wide open, and she couldn't help but tremble. Was she actually feeling afraid?

Yin Moyang cracked his whip, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, fiercely biting into Yin Lian's body in seven or eight places. No one could withstand this ruthless whip technique.

Yin Lian rolled on the ground, as the whip descended like a needle rain, resembling meat being pounded on a chopping board. In an instant, it transformed into a piece of silently dead pork.

"Little bastard!" Yin Mo's sinister face contorted with anger. "Daring to touch my woman, go die immediately!"

Yin Lian was hit in the forehead, and a pool of blood flowed out onto the ground where she lay, streaming towards the gutter at the street corner, vividly crimson like a bloody sunset.

"Lian'er!" Su Yelin exclaimed in shock, shouting as she stood up with both feet and pushed herself out of the sedan. She clearly saw the motionless Yin Lian lying on the ground, instantly transforming the once fearless and courageous spirit into remorse for her loved one...

She curled up her whole body and trembled violently. Her elbows and knees were scraped on the ground, tears streamed down her face, smearing the makeup of a bride. Like a fragile flower falling from a trembling branch in the wind and rain, the petals shattered, leaving behind a ground full of fragrant sorrow, passionate and breathtakingly beautiful, yet deeply mournful...

Yin Lian still had a hazy consciousness. The corners of her eyes could still clearly perceive that it was about to get dark and the moon was about to appear. Her teeth began to chatter and the cold poison started tormenting her once again.

I don't know why Lian'er is stubbornly refusing to get up from the ground.

Liu Zhong stood on an upper floor, waving his feather fan as he spoke.

"Second Brother never believed in her. He thought she was still a child, playing around and causing trouble everywhere. How could she possibly inherit Big Brother's will and lead the Yin Family Army? But, but now she is not only seriously injured, but also poisoned. Are we really going to stand by and let her die?" Uncle Guan stood by, anxiously observing the situation on the street.

"This is the price she commanded us to pay – if she can't even handle a small situation like this, how could she be our master... It's because Muroran and Lady Muroran chose her," Liu Zhong sighed.

After Second Brother guessed that Eldest Brother had died, Mu Ruolan entrusted Madam Mu to hand over the "General's Order" to Lian'er?

Otherwise, who else can choose the heir for Big Brother and make her use the General's Order and the Yin Clan's military order underground in the Mausoleum to command us?

"And the Yin Family Army, sealed and hidden underground in the ancestral cemetery, can only be activated by the inheritor of the 'General's Order.'"

"Hmph, that's right! This is the reason why General Wei has been so invincible! Who would have known that the million-strong Yin army of the Yin family would be like sculptures sealed underground, with the dead turning into the living and the living appearing like the dead. That's why the 'General's Order' has another name called the 'Yin and Yang Order', which can be understood as borrowing soldiers from the King of Hell, or as signing a labor contract with the deceased. With just a wave of their hand, they can sit on the throne as the king. Who wouldn't want such a mystical and extraordinary technique?"

Liu Zhong enthusiastically narrated the story while his eyes suddenly gleamed, nervously fixated on Yin Lian as she got up from the ground.