Anna was sure that this man had come after Allen, a continuation of the last assassination in the streets. In the few battle scenes she found, whether it was the traces left by the flames, the knife marks scattered on the trunks and rocks, all pointed to the killer who was fighting Allen.

After the last attack on Alan in the Black Street, through Guò's investigation, Anna and the housekeeper Helsing discovered the financial problems of one of the family's companies on the surface. And with this as a breakthrough, the ultimate beneficiary of that transaction has gradually surfaced. The clues all point to the family, and Hedrick's account has a record of multiple incursions and inflows.

Although the purpose of expenditure and income of each fund is clear, legal and reasonable. But Anna had a hunch that Allen's attack was only related to Haydrick. Even if it wasn't done by him, it couldn't be separated from him. The stakes were so high that Anna didn't dare to act on her own, so she had to report the situation to Horn. Horn's final decision was to continue to observe and get as much evidence as possible.

Without real evidence, based on those rough clues, Horn would not even be qualified to hold Haydrick accountable. Of course, he can use his father's identity to knock on the side. Anna knew that that was the last thing Horn wanted to see, and even with the evidence, Horn would be quite difficult to do. After all, Haydrick was his son, and Alan was just a grandson.

If Horn doesn't handle it well, there is a danger of family splitting, which is by no means what any patriarch is happy to see. If it weren't for Horn's love for Wu and Wu, and the opponent wanted to take Allen's life, this crossed Horn's bottom line. Otherwise, even if it is a problem of Haydrick's family in the end, it will only turn big things into small things and small things into nothing.

Anna sighed softly, remembering that when she went on an expedition to the Outlands with Horn, the patriarch of Beth Kod acted decisively, and did not drag the mud and water between advance and retreat. Now he has to be cautious and cautious when dealing with the family's internal affairs, which shows how much effort Horn has spent in order to manage the family over the years.

As Horn's secret warrior and best friend, Anna knows her master's feelings. If it is said that Alan was absorbed into the family at that time and had the intention to cultivate this grandson, it was more or less to compensate for his daughter Lanny. So now, Allen's talents in academics, source force talents, and Rubik's Cube sequences have made Horn look at them differently.

Not to mention that now Alan has the hope of becoming a personal student of Windsor Belo, which points to Allen's amazing talent. Horn is now really cultivating Alan as the heir of the family, and the person Eren sent is just a legitimate identity. If the other party wants to destroy Allen, it is tantamount to destroying the hope of the family's future, and it is private and public, which is something that Horn cannot tolerate.

That's why he was so angry, and the clue pointed to his fourth son, which still made Anna track it down, and it was clear that he would not stop there.

Look at the moment, whether it is Haydrick or someone else behind the scenes. At least, their plans have gone bankrupt again this time. The killer is dead, and Eren is alive. Anna took a picture of the bloody hand and sent it back to somewhere in Babylon in an encrypted email. She has her own source of information, and she can confirm her identity through the appearance of Guò Bloody Hand, and then follow this clue.

After sending the email, Anna walked around and found the piece of ground that had been set on fire to Alan to stop Diego and the others from pursuing, and then followed the traces left by Alan. The autumn hunt is not over yet, Anna has to ensure his safety, you must know that the young master of the Grant family does not have a good impression of Allen, and Anna does not want Bescord and the Grant family to form an irresolvable hatred.

After tracking for more than an hour, Anna broke the clue and shook her head helplessly. This young master Sun is more clever than he imagined, just being able to hide his whereabouts under his nose is no longer comparable to the children of ordinary families. Even Anna couldn't find any trace of Alan, and it was even more difficult to replace someone else. For the time being, it's certain that Alan is safe.

Anna had to find Eren in another way.

As the Whispering Forest bathed in the morning light, Eren opened his eyes. He was in a hollow in a tree, flanked by his supply backpack, and tools such as hemostatic tape and scissors were scattered on the floor. After dumping Diego and the others last night, he went back to the place where his backpack was hidden. Something must have fallen before he came, so the bloody hand found the place where he was hiding his backpack, and prepared a trap for him to step into.

Fortunately, Alan noticed that something was wrong, otherwise he would have found a bloody hand if he had entered the tree hole. In such a narrow space, he would not be able to escape the attack of the bloody hand. At that time, even if he was not killed on the spot, he would be chased and killed by the bloody hand because of serious injuries.

Now it's a different story.

Thinking of the bloody hand being intercepted by Diego's master, Alan couldn't help laughing. It is conceivable that even if the bloody hand can't die this time, he won't find himself in a short time. With Diego's temperament, it's no wonder that he doesn't take some interest on his bloody hands.

Alan returned to the tree hole in the early hours of the morning, but fortunately the supply backpack was not thrown away by the bloody hands. In addition to food, it is important to have some first-aid medicine in the backpack. For example, the wound on Allen's hand that was deep enough to see the bone would inevitably become infected if it was not sewn up with a needle or thread. If not handled properly, it is more likely to affect future developments.

He used sterilized needles and threads to close the long wound, sprayed hemostatic spray, and then bandaged and fixed it, and there was basically no major problem. But he was not in a hurry to leave, and the experience of fighting with the bloody hands was a very valuable experience. This was the first time he had bumpered with an opponent with overwhelming strength, and in just one day and two nights, Allen was constantly hovering on the brink of life and death, which caused him a huge irritation.

All he has to do now is digest those experiences. Alan continued to hide in the hollow of the tree, while training with the source force, while recalling every scene of the fight with the bloody hand. It was not until one o'clock in the afternoon that he came out of the hollow in the tree. There are two worlds inside and outside the cave, and looking at the sun shining outside, the cold wind blowing from the direction of the Swirling Cloud Snow Mountain makes him even more refreshed.

After a long rest, the source of physical strength has recovered and improved. In particular, the experience of fighting with the bloody hand has become a part of his life experience, and it has ignited Allen's fighting spirit. Alan stuck the straight knife at his feet and drew it with his left hand. Closing his eyes and using the bloody hand as an imaginary enemy, recalling the image of his attack, Eren responded with a knife in his left hand.

At first, the straight knife swing was still difficult. But gradually, Allen's knife momentum gradually unfolded. The straight knife made a breathtaking whistling sound, and pieces of knives danced in the sunlight. In the end, Alan no longer thinks about bloody hands, and only concentrates on carrying the knife. The straight knife is like an extension of his arm, swinging as he wishes. The source power was stirring in his body, and the sword qi around Allen's body was vertical and horizontal, causing blades of grass to fly and toss up and down.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

His eyes flashed, and his wrist shook. The straight knife drew a perfect arc in the air, which was a standard crescent moon slash. The darkness reflects the afternoon sun, leaving a clear moon ring in the air. Suddenly, the moon wheel shook lightly and shattered, turning into hundreds of fine pieces of light and exploding away, twisting many fallen leaves and dead branches in front of them into fine fragments.

Alan let out a soft whistle, his hand fell, and another small piece of light exploded in his arms, like fireworks blooming in the midsummer night!

With a choking, the straight knife was put into its sheath. Alan happily backflipped on the spot and sat down on the ground. He's finally perfected the ability to concussion into his sword skills, unlike when he was attacked in the Black Street. It just stiffly superimposes the shock on the Flame Moon Slash, thus forming a burst of flame to push the opponent away. Now that he has digested the experience of fighting with the bloody hand, his perception of sword skills and abilities has been raised to a higher level, so the String Moon has transformed into a broken moon, and when the superimposed ability is burned, it will be a different scene.

The system of combat is being perfected bit by bit.

Alan lay on the grass, looking at the blue sky. Whether it's the real world or the world of skill power, the inner and outer worlds are almost endless. And the exploration of the world, every achievement achieved, is moving. Alan doesn't know where he will end, and he doesn't think about it or mind, because the process of exploring the world is a moving experience in itself.

Everyone's experience is different, so everyone's life is an epic in itself!

Is there anything more exciting than writing your own epic?

Alan lay down for five minutes before he rolled over and sat up. Then he packed up his things and headed east, heading at full speed towards the depths of the Whispering Forest. Two days later, Alan had come to the depths of the hunting area, which was less than a hundred kilometers away from the Spiral Cloud Snow Mountain. By this time, the trees are thinning out and the distance between the trees is much greater than in the southern part of the forest. And the ground is no longer covered with fallen leaves, but covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

The temperature here is about five or six degrees cooler than in the south, and at night, the temperature difference is even greater. It was late afternoon when Alan arrived in the area, and the sun had set on the western side of the forest, leaving a large glow that stained the clouds red. In a few moments, it was dark. Alan chose a leeward place to wash the snow from the ground and build a fire to keep warm.

Deep in the E area of the hunting area, according to Leon, this area is the territory of the Ice Tyrant Bear. The Tyrant Bear is already a dangerous species of the sixth order, and it is born with a high affinity with the source force of the ice and snow system. In winter, it is the season when the Tyrant Bear is at its most powerful. As for autumn, because of the need to store fat for the winter, it is the time when the tyrant bear is most aggressive.

Moreover, the word tyrant is included in the name of this dangerous species, which shows that its temperament has absolutely nothing to do with mildness. The Tyrant Bear inhabits the junction of the Whispering Forest and the Whirling Cloud Snow Mountain, and even in the vast area here, there are only nearly a thousand Tyrant Bears living there. Often, a tyrant bear's territory is measured in kilometers, so whether Alan can hit one depends on luck.

After two days of driving, I didn't see the bloody hand catching up again, so I thought that the killer should be more than lucky. Alan was even more relieved, he had already made up his mind. Rest well tonight, and try your luck in the surroundings early tomorrow morning. If he still finds a tyrant bear by to-morrow evening, he will have to turn back. Otherwise, you won't be able to catch the ship, and it will be a lot of trouble to return to Babylon.

I took the baby to kindergarten in the morning to know that it was Christmas today, and I was so confused. No way, the ugly didn't receive a gift%>_