When Yu Bingru saw the Bingxin Sword being damaged, he couldn't help but feel frightened and angry. He subconsciously activated his true power, and the sword energy suddenly burst out.
A proud look appeared on Xiao Lei's face, but then he grunted in pain, covering his forearm and staggering back a few steps, with bright red blood dripping between his fingers.
Yu Bingru also did not expect that after the recasting of the Bingxin Sword, it would be able to push the sword energy to such a state, and the regret in his heart immediately turned into apologies.
During this period, Liang Fukuan stepped forward hurriedly, helping Xiaolei seal his acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, while tearing off his clothes to bandage his wounds.
Xiao Lei was also shocked and inexplicable. When he came to his senses, his face turned red. He stared at Yu Bingru and said tremblingly: "Okay... hello! I must have misjudged you! Master is right, you guys None of the Kunlun faction is good! And your surname is Qi. Don’t forget about the duel on Qiuping tonight!"
The young man seemed to have been greatly wronged. After saying this, he turned around and left decisively. Liang Fukuan didn't dare to neglect, he quickly handed over to Yu Bingru and Mu Yunxu, and then ran out of the sword-fighting hall after Xiao Lei. Fortunately, guests were already leaving one after another at this time, and their departure did not seem too abrupt.
Yu Bing's lips parted like cherry blossoms, but she never called out. Mu Yun followed up and ate a meal, and while secretly smiling bitterly, he comforted in a low voice: "Senior sister, don't be as knowledgeable as that little guy. I will beg Mr. Xing later, and he will help you repair the Bingxin Sword."
Yu Bingru frowned lightly and sighed quietly: "I didn't want to hurt him just now. It was really just a mistake."
Mu Yun nodded quickly and said, "Senior sister is kind-hearted, so she must have been merciful just now, and I think the injury to the little boy was not serious, so there is no need to worry, senior sister."
Yu Bingru shook his head, and put the Bingxin Sword back into his pouch. He stared at it for a moment, then leaned over to pick up a shiny fragment from the ground.
Mu Yun took a closer look and saw that the fragment was made of pure silver. It was shaped like a semicircle and had a neat cross-section. It was also engraved with fine intertwining patterns.
Yu Bingru looked at it carefully and mused: "No wonder I felt that the sword hit something hard just now. Junior brother, do you think this looks like half a bracelet?"
Mu Yun hesitated and said: "If it is really a bracelet, then where is the other half? And if it is cut open in the middle like this, can Xiaolei's arm be saved?"
Yu Bingru secretly thought it was reasonable, and suddenly he felt blessed in his heart, and blurted out softly: "By the way, this should be an armband."
Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, and said clearly confused: "'Bichuan'? What kind of treasure is that?"
Yu Bingru couldn't help but laugh, and was about to explain to him that armbands are also a kind of personal jewelry, when she heard Xing Zhenliang's kind voice: "Gu'er, are you saying something personal to Miss Yu? Ha... …How dare you even bring out the token of Wen Ding?”
His words immediately aroused everyone's laughter. Yu Bingru felt her face was hot, and she said shyly while receiving the gift: "Please don't make fun of this junior again, Mr. ...Half a bracelet, it’s even more impossible to be that, in short, it’s absolutely nothing.”
At this time, Xing Zhiying had already pushed the Wolong cart and came over. She said in a serious tone: "Yes, sworn brother, even if you want to send a token of engagement, you have to be able to get it. Half a bracelet like yours is too much." It’s so shabby, so it’s no wonder that Sister Yu doesn’t agree.”
Everyone laughed even more happily after hearing this. Yu Bingru felt that there was nothing he could do to save the situation, so he simply cast a threatening gaze on Mu Yun, which naturally meant that he should comply with the previous agreement and take the initiative to explain the misunderstanding.
Mu Yun rolled his eyes, cleared his throat and said solemnly: "Senior sister is right, the two of us are really innocent, and there is absolutely nothing overly polite. Please tell me, grandpa, sworn sister, and all your good friends. Please be merciful and never tease Senior Sister again."
Yu Bingru breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, but as far as he could see, he saw an ambiguous look on everyone's faces. He suddenly woke up in an inexplicable panic and couldn't help but stamped his feet and scolded: "Junior Brother Qi !Give me...give me a serious explanation! You simply don’t understand what you mean by ‘innocent’ and ‘out of bounds’!”
Mu Yun made a soft sound and said as if he was confused: "What's wrong, senior sister, I just said it according to your wishes. Could it be that this is not what you want to tell everyone, but that we are no longer 'Qingqing'" "It's all in vain," and is there a lot of "exceeding etiquette"?"
Seeing the two of them flirting like this, everyone laughed more and more unscrupulously. During this time, they heard Gong Haitonghao laugh and say: "We children in the world have no need to be so coy. In my opinion, Miss Yu, don't run around." Qi Shaoxia, wouldn’t it be nice to openly admit your marriage?”
Before Yu Bingru had time to defend himself, Wen Huchen laughed and said: "Young Master Qi has an amazing talent as a hero, and he is also generous and righteous. He and Miss Yu are a match made in heaven. If you two don't despise Wen, we will wait for you in the future." We are getting married, please allow me to ask for a glass of water and wine."
Yu Bingru was about to cry but had no tears. While her delicate body was trembling, she could only hear Yu Miaohe's joking voice: "Miss Yu, I heard my words of advice, your lover is really too lazy to get married. We can get married in the future." Please take good care of him and control him carefully, and never let him provoke other women again."
Yu Bingru was ridiculed in turn, and she just wished that there was no crack in the ground that she could get through. At this moment, she heard Mu Yun cough dryly and said: "Dear friends, please be patient. I, Senior Sister Yu, have a tender face and a thin skin." , please, for the sake of my humbleness, please spare her this time."
After he said that, he bowed together, showing a sincere look of caring for the "couple". However, Yu Bingru secretly lamented over and over again, and almost couldn't help but pull out the Bingxin Sword, first kicked the rogue junior brother to the ground, and then A sword cut off his tongue that was used to confusing right and wrong and causing trouble.
Xing Zhenliang was naturally aware of everything and secretly smiled and said: "Okay, thanks to all my good friends for joining me today, I have made this birthday banquet comfortable and fun. In addition, Gu'er has recognized his ancestors and returned to the clan. Ha... I’m not afraid even if I invite the Lord of Hell to the court every few days.”
Everyone smiled knowingly when they heard this, but Xing Zhiying frowned and said: "Grandpa, live your sixtieth birthday well, why do you have to say such unlucky words? People still hope that you will live a long life - ah, no, still." I hope you are as blessed as the East China Sea and live as long as the Southern Mountains."
Xing Zhenliang laughed and said: "Okay, little girl, grandpa doesn't dare to expect a long life. Wouldn't that make you an old monster? Ha... As long as I can watch you get married happily, then I can hammer this Death Star God into a circle." After accepting it successfully, grandpa can rest assured and close his eyes."
Xing Zhiying suddenly saw red clouds blowing on her face, and everyone laughed heartily. At this point, the birthday banquet finally came to an end and everyone dispersed.
Mu Yun accompanied Xing Zhenliang, his ancestors and his grandson, and sent the remaining congratulators outside the gate of the Sword Management Hall one after another. Naturally, they had to go back and forth to socialize.
