When Yu Miaohe heard that Mu Yun was determined to break the restriction, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You fool, you really don't know how high the sky is. If the restriction of the muscle-forging hand and pulse-locking hand can be easily broken, how can my senior brother use it on him?"
Xing Zhiying had already seen Yu Bingru in Yu Miaohe's arms, and immediately asked hesitantly: "What's wrong with sister Yu? Is she injured, or is she also restrained?"
Yu Miaohe felt ashamed and said calmly: "Miss Xiao Yu is fine. By the way, niece Xing, you left without saying goodbye after explaining last night. Mr. Xing also said that you didn't go home. What's the reason for this?"
Xing Zhiying shook her head and said: "Thank you, Senior Yu, for your concern. There is nothing wrong with my niece. Let's go into the forest first to avoid exposing our traces."
The two of them each had their own concerns that they didn't want to say, but they were tacitly understanding each other at the moment. Yu Miaohe then followed Xing Zhiying into the forest, and said sincerely in admiration as she walked: "Niece Xing's Feihong stepping on the snow is indeed superb. She didn't leave any traces along the way."
Xing Zhiying smiled shyly and said: "Senior Yu, thank you for your praise. Your Hua Wuying body technique is even more outstanding. My niece is a late student and is still much worse than you."
Yu Miaohe smiled secretly, and then asked again: "What is the origin of niece Xing's helper? Is he planning to distract the pursuers?"
Xing Zhiying seemed to be paused and said rather awkwardly: "That person...actually my niece is not familiar with him either. This time he just acted out of righteousness and has nothing to do with my niece."
Yu Miaohe heard Xing Zhiying's shaky words and guessed that the crux must be that person, so he continued to make insinuations.
At this moment, he saw a sitting figure appearing in front of him. A bright light shone around him, and the holy air was flowing and steaming like mist. Could it be Mu Yun?
Yu Miaohe was shocked after just one glance, and blurted out: "What? This kid actually practiced the Divine Art of Light?"
Xing Zhiying said in surprise: "The Divine Art of Light? Is it the internal power of the Kunlun Sect?"
Yu Miaohe knew he had made a mistake and said helplessly: "It's nothing. It's just that this kid can actually use his body to fight against the muscle-forging and pulse-locking hand. It's really impressive."
Xing Zhiying didn't want to delve deeper, so she took the opportunity to ask again: "Is Sister Yu really okay? But why does she look so bad?"
Yu Miaohe knew that he could not hide it, and when he was full of distress, Mu Yun seemed to sense it, and his eyes suddenly opened.
At the same time that the holy energy returned to his body, he saw Mu Yun jump up, take three steps and two steps at a time to approach, and asked with concern on his face: "What's wrong, senior sister? Why are you unconscious?"
Yu Miaohe'e frowned and asked without answering, "How is your situation now? Have you broken the restriction on the muscle-forging and pulse-locking hands?"
Mu Yun shook his head and said: "It's not broken yet. Although the pain of forging the muscles has been eliminated, the restriction of the pulse lock is still there. At the moment, I can only use three successes at most."
Yu Miaohe breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's very rare. At least it's not a burden when running away, and I can save some energy."
Mu Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Xing... my sworn sister just mentioned to the junior that I would like to thank you for taking care of me tonight, but I am confident that I am not guilty and there is really no need to run away."
Yu Miaohe snorted coldly: "You idiot is so naive. If you have not committed a crime, you will not be punished. Is there any unjust, false or wrongful conviction in the world?"
"Besides, it's hard to say whether you are guilty or not. If it is you who killed Master Nephew Du, I will definitely bring you to justice myself."
Seeing his helplessness, Mu Yun frowned and said, "It's not too late for us to discuss this matter later, but what happened to Senior Sister?"
Yu Miaohe choked immediately. Seeing this, Xing Zhiying couldn't hide her panic and said: "Sister Yu is really injured? Is the injury serious?"
Yu Miaohe looked helpless, and finally sighed softly: "Miss Xiao Yu was hit by my senior brother's heart-piercing sword Gu. Her heart has been severely damaged. I'm afraid she will...sigh in the future."
Mu Yun and Xing Zhiying observed what was happening and their hearts were shaken. Mu Yun couldn't help but said in panic: "What might happen in the future?"
Yu Miaohe hesitated for a moment, slowly shook his head and said: "Since the heart pulse has been damaged, even if it is properly treated in the future, heart disease will definitely occur."
"Especially because the movement of internal energy is blocked, Miss Yu's martial arts practice in this life may be ruined."
Mu Yun felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave when he heard this, but he was instantly furious. He gritted his teeth and said, "Why is that person named Tong so cruel? Senior sister has never killed any of your disciples!"
Although Xing Zhiying pursed her lips and remained silent, the annoyance in her eyes was no less than that of Mu Yun. Yu Miaohe had no way to argue, so he could only sigh and said: "This heart-piercing sword Gu is the ultimate killing move. My senior brother did go too far this time. Alas... But you have to blame me, why did you arrange for Miss Xiao Yu to cut off the queen? "
Mu Yun heard the overtones of Yu Miaohe's words, and the hatred in his heart immediately turned into guilt. He said hoarsely in his mind: "Since it was the man named Tong who committed the murder, is there any way to cure him? It doesn't matter if I go back with you to go to court." , as long as the person named Tong is willing to let Senior Sister go."
Yu Miaohe felt both emotional and helpless. After a moment, he said solemnly: "You idiot is so confused. You will only die if you go back. Doesn't it mean that Miss Xiao Yu's sacrifice was in vain? Although my senior brother has advanced cultivation, he can only protect him temporarily. How easy is it to heal Miss Xiao Yu’s heart?”
Mu Yun's last hope was shattered, and he suddenly felt like a huge stone was stuck in his chest. He had just overcome the pain of forging his muscles, and his Qi veins were not flowing smoothly. This made it worse, and he choked out a stream of blood on the spot.
Xing Zhiying quickly supported Mu Yun and patted his back to cheer him up. Yu Miaohe was also filled with sadness. When he was lost in thought, he suddenly heard a familiar roar in his ears, and his face turned pale in horror.
Mu Yun glanced at him clearly, and stood up straight with difficulty, saying, "Is that the guy named Tong chasing you? Hmph... I was tricked by senior last time, so I have to get to know him well this time. In addition, I must ask him clearly. Understand why you want to kill Senior Sister!"
Seeing that Mu Yun couldn't even stand, Yu Miaohe secretly smiled wryly and waved his hands: "You fool, you don't have to pretend to be a hero. You are no match for my senior brother even if you try your best, not to mention that you only have three powers left now? So? Let me go see my senior brother."
After she finished speaking, without waiting for Mu Yun to refute, she pushed Yu Bingru into his arms and said in a serious voice: "Use your inner strength to protect Miss Yu's heart. If that doesn't work, ask niece Xing for help. If you really dare to run, Come out and die, and Miss Xiao Yu is destined to be buried with you."
Mu Yun was choked to the point of being unable to speak. He could only hug Yu Bingru with pity, put his palms on his vest and let in the true energy. I vaguely remembered that I had such "close" contact with her at the birthday banquet a few days ago, but my mood at that time was completely different.
Yu Miaohe sighed in his heart, and murmured to himself as he turned around and left, "Senior brother, senior brother, why are we forcing each other so hard?"
The night wind was rustling and the moonlight was faint, but I saw the woman in red walking slowly out of the forest. Although there was a self-deprecating smile on her pretty face, her eyes clearly showed the long-lost determination.
