Seeing that Xing Zhiying couldn't hide her narrow-minded look, Pang Zijian couldn't help crying or laughing, so he could only nodded and said: "Thank you, sister Xing, for reminding me. I will go to Mr. Xing's place and report it."
After saying this, he ordered Du Zetao to take Hou Kui with him, and everyone from the Kongtong faction also left with him.
Xing Zhiying walked to the door with a smile. Seeing that they were far away, she turned back to Yu Bingru and said, "Okay, sister Yu, I will sleep with you tonight, just in time to tell you the whole situation."
Yu Bingru had asked Yang Yanping to recheck Mu Yun's injuries. At this time, he was a little distracted. Hearing this, he smiled bitterly and said: "Mr.
Are you still a child who has not yet had haircuts?"
Xing Zhiying blushed prettyly, hooked her shoulders and said coquettishly: "Sister Yu, it's okay if you don't thank me for helping you save your fellow disciple. Why do you just lecture others when you say it, and they don't listen to you?"
Yu Bingru couldn't help but raised her forehead and said: "Sure enough, you still look like a child. I'm afraid of you."
Xing Zhiying chuckled and said: "It's good to be afraid, but sister Yu, you really have to thank me today. If I hadn't slipped out to relax and happened to catch your junior brother Qi in trouble, I'm afraid he would have been buried by Slender Skin Monkey and Du Daxiong.
"
After hearing this, Yu Bingru said disapprovingly: "Those two people have always been reckless and acted with no regard for the head or tail, but your brother Pang Pang will never let them do whatever they want. I trust this."
Xing Zhiying curled her small lips and said as if she was aggrieved: "Forget it if you don't want to thank me, sister Yu, you actually slapped me down, what did you say about 'your' Pang Da brother? Have you forgotten that you were called that when you were a kid?"
Yu Bingru felt slightly embarrassed and slowly shook his head and said: "Times have changed, so it's okay not to mention it."
Xing Zhiying smiled and lowered her voice: "Really? But I think Sister Yu, you still care about your old relationship. Otherwise, if you had used those three moves to your full potential, I would have beaten Brother Pangda to pieces."
Yu Bingru smiled slightly and said: "I originally planned to give him some good looks, but that guy can barely care for his fellow disciples, so letting him make a fool of himself in public is a bit too much."
Xing Zhiying's heart moved, and she said thoughtfully: "Listening to Sister Yu's words, could it be that Brother Pangda has been taken over by you...?"
Yu Bingru, however, didn't answer any questions, and just said leisurely: "Don't reveal the secret. Get up tomorrow and ask your brother Pang Pang."
Xing Zhiying was not willing to comply, and she kept asking: "Sister Yu, please stop trying to tease people. How did you teach Brother Pang a lesson?"
Yu Bingru just smiled and said nothing. Seeing that Xing Zhiying could not pester her, she could only say sadly: "Sister Yu, you are really so ungrateful, burning bridges across rivers. If I encounter a disciple of your Kunlun sect being bullied again next time, I will
You must harden your heart and never pay attention, hum."
Seeing her being naughty, Yu Bingru couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "You...you are really a child. That's all. On behalf of my junior brother Qi Xuegu, the little girl would like to solemnly thank Xing Nu for saving her life. In this way, Xing Nu
Are you satisfied?"
Xing Zhiying's expression changed, she paused and said nonchalantly: "Sister Yu, you mean... your junior brother's name is 'Qi Xuegu'?"
Yu Bingru nodded and said: "Yes, Qi from the Qilian Mountains is a diligent and studious person who respects the saints and the ancients. Has Yingmei ever heard of this name?"
Xing Zhiying forced a smile and said: "No, I just think the name is too old-fashioned. It sounds like a sour daddy who teaches in a school."
Yu Bingru also smiled, but didn't notice the shock in Xing Zhiying's eyes, "Qi Xuegu"? Where did this really start...
Although everyone in the Kongtong Sect has lost their spirit, they can still maintain their reputation. Du Zetao and Hou Kui are both naturally chatty people. Naturally, you will laugh at me along the way, and I will laugh at you.
The flow of words and quarrels of words had already dispelled that bit of decadent atmosphere.
Yao Lin was so used to the bickering between the two of them that she even turned a deaf ear to it. At this moment, she saw her walking side by side with Pang Zijian, talking and laughing in low voices from time to time.
As for Lin Qianmeng, she seemed to be in a state of despair, lagging far behind alone, with her hair hanging as low as possible.
Fortunately, Peng Yihui couldn't bear to see it, so he turned his horse's head and came to her side, and whispered comfort: "Junior sister Lin, the injury of the friend named Qi was purely accidental and has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself so much."
Lin Qianmeng shook her head and choked to herself: "No... no, everything... is... my fault. This time... I shouldn't have come out at all, otherwise... I wouldn't have...
Woo..."
Seeing that she was about to cry, Peng Yihui hurriedly tried to persuade her: "Junior Sister Lin, please don't lose your ambition. Senior Uncle Li has always been aloof and self-respecting, but he is willing to accept you as a closed disciple. This shows that you must be a talented person.
It’s just that I still need to think about it a little bit right now.”
Lin Qianmeng hummed absentmindedly, then muttered again: "Senior Brother Peng, how come that... friend named Qi fell down as soon as he made a move? His martial arts... is really...
…Is it that bad?”
Peng Yihui showed a wry smile, and stared at Pang Zijian in front of him warily, then lowered his voice and said, "Junior Sister Lin, what do you think of Senior Brother Pang's personality?"
Lin Qianmeng was slightly startled, lowered her head and muttered: "Senior Brother Pang is... a very good person. He has been... protecting me just now. I am really... very grateful."
Peng Yihui sighed and said: "Junior Sister Lin, as the saying goes, 'You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others.' I kindly remind you, beware of Senior Brother Pang in the future, and don't let him use you as a gun again."
Lin Qianmeng was stunned when she heard this. She was about to ask what happened, but suddenly she heard a cold snort from Pang Zijian in front of her.
Peng Yihui's body suddenly trembled, and in fear he heard Yao Lin exclaim: "Senior Brother Pang! Senior Brother Pang, what's wrong with you? Why do you look so ugly?!"
As he spoke, Pang Zijian bent down involuntarily, and his face was instantly covered with beads of sweat as big as soybeans. He said feebly: "It's okay...it doesn't matter, Junior Sister Yao...just relax, I...I can hold on...
…”
Yao Lin couldn't believe it, so she hurriedly stopped Du Zetao and Hou Kui who were leading the way, and then called out to Lin Qianmeng and Peng Yihui behind: "Senior Brother Pang seems to have suffered an internal injury! Why don't you two come over and help?!"
Peng Yihui made up his mind, and rode forward together with Lin Qianmeng. Lin Qianmeng helped Yao Lin help Pang Zijian off the horse, and after careful inspection for a moment, he mustered up the courage to say: "Senior Brother Pang... please don't worry, you are...
…The true energy in the Dantian... was shaken away, so... it was... temporarily... unable to be channeled. As long as you meditate... it will take two days... and you will be fine."
Yao Lin felt angry and couldn't help but scolded: "You can't say it's easy to say that you will be raised for two days! Brother Pang was injured all because of you. You, a little whore, will harm others. You are really a born broom star."