Uncle Feng was also startled and doubtful. Hearing Pang Zijian's words, he quickly agreed: "That's right. Everyone, please come inside. I will report to the master now."
After he said that, he left in a hurry. The rest of the people were waiting to enter, but they heard the clear ringing of bells.
Yao Lin looked at her clearly and said softly: "It's Senior Brother Peng and Junior Sister Lin. Why are they here too? Isn't that Qi Xuegu?"
While they were talking, the three cavalrymen had already approached. It was Peng Yihui and Lin Qimeng who were protecting Mu Yun, who was still drunk.
When Yu Bingru saw this, he couldn't help frowning and said: "Thank you two for taking care of my junior brother. May I ask why he is so drunk?"
Lin Qianmeng's face turned red, she lowered her head and remained silent. It was Peng Yihui who coughed lightly and said, "Miss Yu, don't worry, she is not the junior brother we got drunk. I and junior sister Lin happened to run into Qi Shaoxia running wild. , I was worried that he would hit passers-by without checking, so I brought him back here."
Yu Bingru secretly held his forehead, and could only draw his knees up and say politely: "Thank you for your trouble. I'm afraid I have to lend you two important things. Let's go in and talk together."
Peng Yihui turned his inquiring eyes to Tong Shangzhi. Tong Shangzhi nodded slightly, and then everyone entered the sword-fighting hall together.
Yu Bingru supported Mu Yun, who was stumbling, and scolded in a low voice: "Junior brother, how much did you drink? How come you are so drunk?"
Mu Yun smelled the familiar fragrance of Yu Bingru's body, and said with a clear mind: "Senior sister, don't worry, I... hiccup... I'm not drunk, I just met a few like-minded friends on a whim... I drank a few more drinks, but it was really nothing."
Yu Bingru sighed softly and said, "I'm afraid something happened to Sister Ying. You can go out with me to look for him later."
Mu Yun was half awake after hearing this, and opened his eyes wide and said: "What? Senior sister, are you saying that Miss Xing had an accident? No wonder you left the city before dawn this morning. Could it be that you had anticipated that something was wrong? ?”
Yu Bingru felt guilty and was speechless for a moment. Mu Yun did not dare to say anything after seeing this. As soon as the two of them walked into the main hall, they heard Pang Zijian's anxious voice: "...That slave's words are arrogant and his behavior is erratic. He is probably the one who harmed Sister Xing. Mr. Xing, do you know where he is now?"
Xing Zhenliang frowned, slowly shook his head and said: "There is no one with the ancient surname among my disciples and servants. Is Pang Shaoxia really not mistaken?"
Pang Zijian was stunned for a moment, and Huo Di turned to Yu Bingru and said, "You! Then who exactly did you bring last night, and why did you cover him?"
Yu Bingru's heart skipped a beat, and she was hesitating whether to confront Xiuxiu. At this moment, she saw Xing Zhenliang's eyes narrowed, and he pointed his finger at Mu Yun and said, "Gu'er, what's that in your arms?"
Mu Yun was secretly wondering. He lowered his head and saw a trace of red coming out of his collar, and he pulled it outward.
There was a sudden silence in the field, and dozens of eyes were fixed on the things in Mu Yun's hands. It turned out to be a corner of a pink spring shirt, stained with dark red blood, which looked really shocking.
Pang Zijian came to his senses first, and immediately changed his expression and said: "Qi Xuegu! It turns out you are a thief! What did you do to Sister Xing?!"
Mu Yunwu was half drunk and half awake, scratching his head and saying indifferently: "What is this? Why is it on me?"
When Pang Zijian saw Mu Yun's appearance, he suddenly felt angry. He couldn't help but leap forward and punched Mu Yun in the face. At the same time, he yelled: "You dare to pretend! Die!" "
This punch was fired with anger and was extremely powerful. In addition, Mu Yun was still a little dazed at the moment, and it was about to hit him directly on the bridge of the nose.
At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flashed, and a slender palm struck out, just in time to meet Pang Zijian's fist.
Amidst the banging sound, Pang Zijian was seen taking three steps back, and then shouted angrily: "Yu Bingru! Do you still want to protect this villain?"
Yu Bingru stood in front of Mu Yun and said categorically: "Junior Brother Qi will never harm Ying Mei. I trust him."
Pang Zijian laughed angrily, looked up to the sky and laughed: "It will definitely not be infringed? Isn't it Sister Xing's clothes that he is holding in his hand? Huh! What a 'you believe him'! Were you with him last night?" Otherwise, how can we prove that he didn’t do it?”
Yu Bingru froze for a moment. After all, he couldn't prove it. His delicate body was trembling slightly and he was really angry.
Mu Yun also suddenly realized at this time, and quickly defended: "No! I have never seen Miss Xing from last night to now. As for how this dress came to be in my arms, I really don't remember."
Pang Zijian's eyes seemed to be bursting with fire, and he said with full of violence: "Fart! You want to get away without remembering a word. Do you think this place is full of clay and wood sculptures? Today you can tell me the whereabouts of Sister Xing, otherwise I will I will definitely cut you into pieces!"
Although Mu Yun tried hard to recall the past, he only felt a splitting headache under the drunkenness, but how could he think carefully again?
Tong Shangzhi had been watching with cold eyes, and then he finally said in a deep voice: "Qi Shaoxia is carrying Xing's niece's clothes. It must be related to this matter, so why don't you just let him go?"
Mu Yun was wronged again after last night, and for a moment he felt that it was inexplicably absurd. Yu Bingru also frowned, gritted his teeth and said in protest: "Senior Tong, even if Junior Brother Qi is indeed suspected at the moment, you should not bully the weak, bully the weak, and incriminate others regardless of the facts."
Tong Shangzhi snorted coldly when he heard this, and Yu Miaohe said seriously: "Miss Yu, this is not a matter of bullying the minority or bullying the weak. Since Qi Shaoxia is suspected, he can easily accept the investigation. If it is proved that he is not responsible, we will naturally It won’t be difficult for him.”
Yu Bingru was at a loss for words. Although Mu Yun was angry in his heart, he still managed to hold back and said: "Okay! Anyway, I am upright and not afraid of the shadow. You can investigate whatever you want. But I have said it in your head. If you want to give in, then It’s really a daydream!”
After saying this, he put his hands behind his back, showing an unyielding attitude. Tong Shangzhi nodded when he saw this and motioned for Peng Yihui to come forward and capture him.
At this time, Yu Bingru stood up and said sternly: "No! Junior Brother Qi is a disciple of the Kunlun Sect. Since I am the elder, I cannot sit idly by and watch!"
Mu Yun was moved, but he didn't want to involve Yu Bingru. He was about to confess his identity when he heard Tong Shangzhi coldly scolded him: "In this case, Tong has no choice but to offend someone."
After he said that, he stepped forward and Yu Bing drew his sword out of its sheath with a clanging sound, and said with a stern voice: "Senior has a high level of cultivation, so I have no choice but to use weapons. Please don't blame me."
Tong Shangzhi nodded slightly, looking calm and calm. Yu Bing gritted her silver teeth and rushed out, stabbing his shoulder with a sword.
Tong Shangzhi looked coldly, and he didn't see him raising his shoulder, but a cold light shot out and cut against Yu Bingru's sword edge. This move strikes later and comes first, combining defense with offense. The strength of the offense is truly extraordinary.
