"Retreat!"
Following this order, the men in black who were fighting with Jing Rong and Bai Yin in the courtyard immediately sheathed their weapons.
One after another, they retreated.
It was extremely fast.
It was obvious that he had received professional training.
Bai Yin wanted to chase after them, but Jing Rong stopped her. "Don't chase them!"
Not to mention the principle of not chasing a cornered enemy, let alone these men in black who were skilled in martial arts.
If they continued to fight, Jing Rong might not be able to handle them.
Bai Yin watched as the men in black jumped over the wall and left. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists in anger.
She could only give up.
The two of them were still standing in the rain.
Their bodies were drenched.
Their clothes and hands were also stained with blood.
After this battle, the dilapidated temple was littered with corpses. Their blood mixed with the rainwater, and the stench of blood became even stronger.
The rain became heavier, pitter-pattering on the ground. Coupled with the thunder and lightning, it made people panic.
The originally quiet temple was now filled with a sense of crisis.
At this time...
"Teacher Ji!" came a voice from inside.
Jing Rong's expression tensed. He immediately turned and rushed inside.
Ji Yunshu had been forced into a corner by the man in black. Her back was pressed against the mottled wall, and her body was weak.
A few guards were inquiring about her condition!
Jing Rong rushed to her and grabbed her arm. His face was full of anxiety. He asked worriedly, "Yunshu, are you hurt anywhere?"
He checked her body to see if there were any injuries.
Ji Yunshu's neck was tense. Her eyes were unfocused as she stared at the ground in front of her.
She was still in a state of shock.
Her back was pressed against the wall, and her whole body slowly slid to the ground.
Jing Rong crouched in front of her. The worry in his eyes deepened.
Fortunately, he did not find any wounds or bloodstains on Ji Yunshu's body.
"Were you scared?" he asked.
Ji Yunshu panted slightly.
She shook her head.
She did not speak.
It was as if she was thinking about something.
Her heart was in a mess.
Jing Rong became even more worried when he saw her like this.
Bai Yin followed closely behind him.
Seeing her sister squatting there, she was also very worried. "Are you alright?"
Ji Yunshu slowly regained her composure.
She said, "I'm fine."
Only then did Jing Rong relax. He held her hand tightly and helped her up from the ground.
As soon as she got up, the thick smell of blood rushed into her nose along with a gust of cold wind. She could even feel the thick and sticky feeling in the blood.
Although she was used to the smell of blood, she couldn't help but feel heavy when she saw the corpses lying in front of her.
There was also a kind of indescribable complexity!
At this moment, Song Zhi was terrified out of his wits.
This was the first time he had encountered such a thing, and it happened right in front of his eyes.
He was so frightened that his heart was still thumping!
Seeing him like this, Bai Yin grabbed his arm and asked, "How are you feeling?"
Song Zhi clutched his chest with both hands and gasped for breath, "I … I'm fine."
"Why are you shaking if you're fine?"
"I … I was just scared."
"It's my first time seeing you. It's only natural for me to be afraid," Bai Yin said casually.
Song Zhi blinked as he waited for him. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something but hesitated.
He swallowed his words!
He looked at Ji Yunshu and asked, "Young Master Ji, are you alright?"
Ji Yunshu replied, "I'm fine!"
"That's good. Just now, I saw that the man in black almost thrust his sword in front of you. Fortunately, I stopped myself."
So it was a false alarm!
Jing Rong looked at the scene and frowned. He ordered the guards beside him, "Pack up, we need to leave this place quickly."
"Yes!"
The two guards went to tidy up their belongings and extinguished the fires in the temple!
Then, she asked Jing Rong, "Young Master, what should we do with these corpses?"
Jing Rong was silent for a moment.
Then, he said two words.
"Burn them!"
'Burn them?'
Song Zhi was shocked when he heard that. His eyes widened. "How can we burn them? We should … quickly report this to the authorities. "
Report to the authorities?
This bookworm is too cute!
The authorities don't care about the grudges of the jianghu.
Bai Yin glanced at him and said, "Young Master Song, there are some things the authorities can handle, but there are some things they can't."
"But so many people have died."
"Alright, we need to leave this place quickly."
Song Zhi was speechless.
Ji Yunshu hurriedly boarded the carriage.
Bai Yin looked at the pitiful Song Zhi. She knew that he drove the carriage himself and didn't hire a coachman.
In this kind of situation, how could that bookworm have the strength to drive the carriage?
Although he didn't like Song Zhi, he still sympathized with him. He said, "You go first, I will help you drive the carriage."
Song Zhi was startled. "This is too embarrassing!"
"I told you to go, don't talk so much nonsense!"
Song Zhi's cheeks reddened. He thanked him. "Then … thank you, Hero."
He went out of the ruined temple and got into his rickety carriage.
Jing Rong, Bai Yin, and the guards moved the corpses into the ruined temple one by one.
Then, they threw a torch.
Burn it!
Only then did they leave.
Bai Yin jumped into the carriage. She turned around and said to Song Zhi, "Sit tight."
Song Zhi didn't have time to react.
Bai Yin pulled the reins.
She lashed the whip.
The horse neighed and raised its front hooves high. It rushed forward in the heavy rain.
Due to inertia, Song Zhi's whole body leaned against the wall of the carriage.
He frantically waved his hands twice before he could stabilize himself.
Cold sweat broke out all over his body.
'Isn't this Bai Yin a little too fierce?'
When he stuck his head out to look, he found that the ruined temple behind him had already been set ablaze.
Flames were everywhere!
Under the pitch-black moonlight, it was particularly bright.
Although the rain was pouring, it couldn't cover up the fire.
Song Zhi's heart itched.
He had a lot of things to say, but he didn't say them.
For example …
'Who are they?
Why did they come to Huyi?
Moreover, they are so skilled in martial arts! '
Those people were so mysterious that he couldn't imagine their identities like how he would write a script.
He could only silently think, 'Maybe when we get to know each other better, they will tell me the truth.'
…
Inside a carriage in front of them.
Ji Yunshu's heart was heavy.
Jing Rong was sitting beside her. He noticed her expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
She was very worried.
Ji Yunshu lowered her voice. This time, she found that Jing Rong's whole body was drenched.
"Quickly change your clothes!" She ignored Jing Rong's question.
Then, she took out a set of dry clothes from under the seat of the carriage.
She stuffed them into his hands.
"Quickly change. Don't catch a cold."
Jing Rong held both of her hands.
With a solemn expression, he asked, "Tell me, what's wrong?"
The two of them had been through so much.
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