Su Qingmei and Prajna looked at each other and sighed deeply.
They knew what happened last night better than anyone else.
In order to cover their escape, Xu Ying fought against many experts alone.
They saw Xu Ying being severely injured and lying in a pool of blood with their own eyes.
However, even though they knew that Xu Ying was doomed, they still hoped that Xu Ying was still alive.
Time passed by.
Unknowingly, an hour had passed.
This hour was undoubtedly a torture for Yang Luo, Su Qingmei, and the others.
At this moment, even Yang Luo felt uneasy.
Yang Luo roared in his heart, Xu Ying, you must come back!
He waited for another ten minutes.
Suddenly, footsteps came from outside.
"Someone is coming!"
Prajna said in surprise.
Yang Luo and the others stood up and rushed to the door.
He looked up and saw a figure covered in blood holding a bloodstained Tang sword. He supported himself and staggered into the courtyard.
"Xu Ying!"
