After hearing Yu Bingru's counter-examination, Mu Yun couldn't hide his embarrassment and said: "No, I actually...forget it, I surrender. But that's also because you are too reserved, Ah Bing, and never want to get close to me. I just can’t figure you out."
Yu Bingru was so angry that he couldn't help but shook his head and said: "Okay, how long has it been, and you are still talking nonsense. Ahem... I will help you protect the law. You can adjust your breath for a while and try your best to heal some of your injuries."
Mu Yun thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement. At this time, he saw the giant eagle also flapped its wings and nodded towards him and Yu Bingru.
Yu Bingru's heart moved, and she lowered her eyebrows and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Ying has also volunteered to help you protect the law. Why don't you thank me?"
Mu Yun scratched his head, turned around and said nonchalantly: "Well...thank you so much, Brother Ying, I will definitely repay you well in the future."
The giant eagle quacked twice and nodded gracefully. When Mu Yun saw this, he became even more shocked. He immediately gathered his mind and secretly used his mysterious skills, and soon he entered a state where he forgot both things and himself.
At this time, the sky was already bright, and Yu Bingru had been traveling all night, and his injuries had not healed, so he was still a little tired after all. Looking down the mountain from a distance, he had no idea what the fighting situation was at the top of the mountain. In a flash of thought, he tentatively asked the giant eagle, "Brother Eagle, can you please go up and take a look at Senior Di's condition?"
The giant eagle glanced at Yu Bingru and shook his head lazily. Yu Bingru was speechless. After thinking for a while, he said sincerely: "I will protect the law here. Brother Ying, don't worry too much. Please pay attention to Di." It’s best for the safety of our seniors.”
The giant eagle flapped its wings and chirped, then turned its head and ignored it. Yu Bingru couldn't help but feel helpless when he saw this. The giant eagle suddenly let out a roar, then spread its wings and struck into the sky. However, it did not fly to the Lotus Peak, but headed towards the road to Chang'an.
Yu Bingru was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something. When he listened carefully, he heard the rapid sound of horse hooves, and there were dozens of horses galloping together.
In the blink of an eye, the yellow sand rolled, the horses neighed, and everything in sight was covered in red ocher. Yu Bingru's heart couldn't help but hit the bottom. Looking at Mu Yun who was still nervously practicing his skills next to him, he finally managed to hold the sword in his hand and stand up in front of him.
Kongtong sent a group of more than 20 people to drive their horses closer, and they all reined in and stopped. The man in front of him was in his thirties, about five feet tall, with a long beard hanging from his chin to his navel, and a long sword hanging from his waist. His face was clearly evil.
There was a man and a woman riding on the left and right of him. The man was Pang Zijian, the prostitute, and the woman was Lin Qimeng. The disciples of the Kongtong sect behind the three of them were all strangers, and Yao Lin and Peng Yihui were not seen.
Yu Bingru looked at him and saw clearly, he folded his clothes and said politely: "It turns out to be Senior Qiu. This junior has met Senior."
It turns out that the long-bearded man is the sixth disciple of the former leader of the Kongtong Sect, Li Yuanzong, named Qiu Bosong. At this moment, all he could hear was his calm voice: "No need to be polite. Miss Yu, how about you come here?"
Yu Bingru lowered his head and said respectfully: "Senior Qiu, I don't mind asking, my master has always been in good health, and I asked this junior to say hello to you."
Qiu Bosong rolled his eyelids and sighed: "Really? It's a pity that Qiu, a beloved disciple, has recently lost his beloved disciple. He has been eating poorly recently, and he is not as healthy as Taoist Brother Chiyang."
Yu Bingru was stunned when he heard this and couldn't hide his surprise: "Your disciple? Could it be that you are referring to Brother Hou Kui?"
Qiu Bosong's expression became even more hesitant, and he nodded slowly and said: "Miss Yu's companion 'Mu Yun' personally shot my disciple to death, and now he is pretending to be stupid. Isn't it too ridiculous?"
Yu Bingru was startled and exclaimed: "What?! This...Senior Qiu also wants to ask for advice. The matter of my junior brother killing Du Zetao of the noble sect is inherently suspicious. As for the killing of the disciple, it is even more nonsense. I don't know. Where did Senior Qiu hear such rumors?"
Before Qiu Bosong could answer, Pang Zijian had already said with a sneer: "Rumors? Junior Sister Yao said it herself. How could it be false? If Uncle Peng hadn't arrived in time that day, I'm afraid even Junior Uncle Tong and Junior Sister Yao would have been harmed by that monster!"
After hearing this, Yu Bingru found it unbelievable and frowned: "I dare to ask Brother Pang, when exactly did this happen? Senior Yu from your sect has been traveling with my junior brother. Whether this is true or not, you can decide Find her for verification."
Pang Zijian became more and more confused and said: "Uncle Yu was bewitched by you, which has greatly violated the rules of the family. Even if she is willing to testify, it is difficult to accept it. Besides, she is nowhere to be seen now. How do you know that you are not deliberately delaying and trying to get through?"
Yu Bingru heard Pang Zijian's aggressiveness and couldn't refute it for a moment. Qiu Bosong coughed and said, "Okay, Miss Yu, this matter has nothing to do with you. Our faction just wants to deal with that 'Mu Yun', please put it in Let him hand it over."
Pang Zijian followed up and said, "We have already met Uncle Shentu, and that monster is not a disciple of your Kunlun sect at all. If you are still stubborn and insist on protecting him, then you are deliberately destroying the friendship between our two sects."
His big hat was buttoned up, and Yu Bingru suddenly felt at a loss. In a hurry, he said seriously: "It's empty talk. Since it was Miss Yao who identified it, please ask her to come out and confront us. Otherwise, how can we do it?" Are you convinced?"
Pang Zijian snorted coldly and said: "Junior sister Yao was frightened this time and has returned home to recuperate on her own. How can she have time to confront you? Besides, she has no personal grudge against the monster, so how can she frame him for doing evil without any reason?"
Qiu Bosong also lowered his face and said: "Master Yao, the prefect of Tianshui, has always had a close relationship with our sect, but now he is very dissatisfied with our sect because of this matter. Mr. Qiu now only wants to punish the culprit, and he has already given the noble sect enough face. If Miss Yu continues If you insist on obstructing it, you will be too ignorant to advance or retreat."
Yu Bingru saw that the reasoning did not make sense, and in desperation he finally changed his mind and said decisively: "The noble sect is so confusing and relies on the masses to ignore others. It is really hard to convince people. Although this junior is seriously injured, he is not worthy of the noble sect." Send grass to kill people!"
Her words were soft but tough. After all, Qiu Bosong relied on his own status, so he couldn't force him again. He suddenly heard Pang Zijian say in a deep voice: "It is not the behavior of a gentleman to rely on others to bully others, so I will meet you alone. This way You should have nothing to say, right?"
Qiu Bosong secretly nodded and ordered: "Since nephew Pang has this intention, you will handle this matter. But try not to hurt anyone if you can, lest the evildoers slander our sect and say that we use strength to bully the weak and leave no room for it."
Pang Zijian said yes, then turned over and dismounted, drew his sword out of its sheath with a clang, pointed at Yu Bingru and said: "This is a matter of honor and disgrace for our two factions. Pang will no longer be merciful. Miss Yu, be careful."
Seeing how heartless this childhood playmate was, Yu Bingru's heart suddenly felt like a huge stone. After a moment, she said sadly: "Okay... I will fulfill your wish this time and teach you Tan Hwa Lang to steal the limelight."
Pang Zijian couldn't help but feel his face heat up, and he was about to draw his sword to attack. Unexpectedly, there was a sharp roar in the air, and then a strong wind hit him, and dark clouds completely enveloped him.
