With the distance, my rain of flowers shot out quickly and hit Qiu Ying's body.
As soon as I took action, I regretted it again. With Qiu Ying's skill, it was impossible to escape this disaster?
At this time, someone jumped up and hugged Qiu Ying. Even so, he was still a step too late. He had already been hit by several of my silver needles.
The person who came was none other than Yang Yumo.
Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. I was relieved, but a little disappointed. Yang Yumo had his own Qiu Ying, why did he come to provoke me?
How can a person be so greedy? Will he regret it one day?
I covered my left shoulder, blood dripping from the corner of my mouth, and the pain spread all over my body. Maybe if it hurts completely for the last time, I will really be better, and I no longer need to continue the thin throbbing pain.
Looking at Yang Yumo's back again, I stumbled away using Qinggong. Due to my severe internal injuries and the fact that many officers and soldiers were watching eagerly, I couldn't escape tonight.
The only option is to find a place to heal and wait until the injury is healed before making any plans.
But in this Yicheng, where could I escape to? The night was deep and thick, and the wind was still slightly cool, so I fled to the most remote place.
I don’t know how long I ran, but when the sky became slightly brighter, I saw a ruined temple in front of me, so I ducked inside. Inside was a dilapidated Buddha statue, and there were signs that people often worshiped.
If you hide here, you might still have food to fill your stomach.
Hiding behind the statue, I lay helplessly on the ground and began to perform exercises to heal my injuries.
Two quarters of an hour passed, and the turbulent breath in my body gradually calmed down. I couldn't open my eyes, and I just wanted to sleep. If I rested for a while, maybe my body would get better.
After waking up, I was faced with a pair of concerned phoenix eyes, and it turned out that Yang Yumo had chased after me so quickly.
I looked at his body and asked: "Are you okay? Are the injuries serious? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt Ying'er..." I stopped.
After all, it is an indisputable fact that I treated Qiu Ying like a rain of flowers. No matter how I tried to quibble, I did kill Qiu Ying, the woman he wanted to love in his life.
I lowered my head and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry..." Apart from these three words, I didn't know what to say to him.
But Yang Yumo pulled me into his arms with great strength and said hoarsely: "Fei Yi, I know you didn't mean to hurt her. There is no need for you to say sorry. Because she wants to kill you, you only have to do it as a last resort."
It was my fault to kill Ying'er, everything is my fault."