Feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to shatter, Jiang Muyan let out a miserable howl as he clutched his chest and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.
A few strands of hair fell down her forehead and clung to her cheeks, making her look a little disheveled.
Unexpectedly, after practicing martial arts for so many years, he was still no match for Yin Mo's three palm strikes.
He, he doesn’t accept it!
"elder brother."
Seeing Jiang Muyan injured, Rong Shang felt secretly pleased, but pretended to help him up.
But before her fingertips could even touch his sleeve, she flung them away.
"Sect Leader Yin, you've really gone too far!"
"Am I being too unreasonable, or are you, Master, getting angry because you couldn't achieve your goal?"
As soon as Jiang Muyan finished speaking, a graceful figure followed him down from the roof.
Rong Shang raised her eyes and glanced at Yin Mo. As Yin Mo spoke, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his figure was as graceful as a phantom, walking step by step towards them under the moonlight.
Perhaps noticing her gaze, the man's eyes flickered, and the next second he turned his gaze toward her.
The moment their eyes met, Rong Shang noticed that he seemed slightly taken aback by his deep gaze.
In just two or three seconds, a faint sound suddenly came from beside her. Rong Shang's dark eyes rolled, and she glanced at Jiang Muyan lying on the ground. She saw that he had already started to use his internal energy.
At that moment, the man in white was only a few steps away from them.
"This distance..." Rong Chang snorted inwardly.
Ha, this guy's trying to launch a sneak attack again!
That's fine, let's just consider it helping her younger sister out.
Rong Shang suddenly stood up, and the next second, sure enough, Jiang Muyan flipped over and jumped up from the ground.
He suddenly struck out with his palm, aiming directly at Yin Mo who was walking towards him. His movements were extremely swift, and the air was filled with the whooshing sound of his palm.
Yin Sen's expression changed drastically. "Sect Master."
"Brother, no!"
In the courtyard, Rong Shang shouted out in "concern".
Seeing Jiang Muyan suddenly attacking him, Yin Mo's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, sensing extreme danger.
The hand hidden beneath the white robe sleeve twitched slightly, just as it was about to teach this arrogant man a lesson.
Who knew that the next second, a white figure suddenly ran towards him.
"Brother, no."
When Rong Shang's gentle voice came, Yin Mo felt his waist being pulled tighter, and then—
"Well!"
A painful groan escaped from the bottom of Rong Shang's throat as Jiang Muyan struck her shoulder heavily from behind.
I had long heard that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was frail and had been plagued by strange illnesses since childhood.
Now that Jiang Muyan had struck her with his palm, Rong Chang spat out a mouthful of blood, staining Yin Mo's white clothes red.
In the courtyard, several men simultaneously froze.
No one expected her to suddenly rush up and take the blow for Yin Mo.
Jiang Muyan was stunned, "Xiaoyu!"
"Quick, they're here."
Just then, a group of people from Minghua Cave suddenly emerged from all directions.
Meanwhile, the dozen or so men that Jiang Muyan had brought were also surrounded and attacked by them.
"Sect Master, I'm so sorry to have startled you!"
They bowed and clasped their hands in greeting to the aloof and elegant man in white robes in the middle of the courtyard.
At that moment, the woman who had taken the injury for him collapsed into his arms. Yin Mo glanced down at her calmly, his handsome face remaining undisturbed, except for a slight furrow in his delicate brows.
His thin lips parted slightly, and his cool voice slowly emerged from his throat, "What happened today was my fault. I shouldn't have let my page take my place in the wedding."
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