The thirteenth day and night.

It was drizzling, and the entire Baiyao Peak was shrouded in a layer of silence, except for the sound of "tick-tock" rain, there was not a trace of superfluous sound.

When the time had passed, all had fallen asleep.

However, Jiang Buli's yard is lively tonight.

This time, his disciples did not come again, it was Ning Zimo and Bai Yao who came.

There were still two days left in the twenty-day period of the appointment with the Mu family, and Bai Yao instructed Xiao Bai Xinnian to inform Chu Yu to prepare to leave the customs.

After Chu Yu received it, he told them that they would come out tonight.

So, Hongyan, Lanshuang, Xiaobai, and Little Elk Girl all rushed over to pick her up in a hurry.

Ning Zimo and Bai Yao, although they looked calm and unnervous on the surface, only they knew how worried Chu Yu was in their hearts.

The first to appear was Jiang Buli, who was the first to walk out of the secret realm and appeared in the practice room.

The thirteen days in the secret realm, that is, the thirteenth year, could not have any effect on him at all, and when he appeared, he was still a burly figure and tight-fitting military uniform, and his hair was not messed up.

Jiang Buli was not surprised at all when he saw the white medicine.

Unless Baiyao enters the second entrance from the front with great fanfare, the disciples can intercept him with the "bell net".

If Bai Yao had the intention to avoid his eyes and ears and come secretly, with Bai Yao's current strength, more than a hundred disciples, all combined, would not be able to discover his whereabouts.

However, for uninvited people, Jiang Buli naturally would not have any good face, snorted coldly, and arrogantly turned his head, found a clean place, and sat down to rest.

The practice room was naturally built for cultivation, and in addition to the cultivation equipment, there were no tables, chairs and benches in it, so except for Jiang Buli, who was sitting on the ground, everyone else stood stupidly.

After more than an hour, when Baiyao was pacing back and forth, almost impatient, looking for Jiang Buli to fight, there was finally movement.

A bloody man covered in wounds suddenly appeared in the practice room.

For a moment, even if everyone knew that it was Chu Yu, no one dared to believe their eyes, and they didn't dare to go up to say hello.

The white practice of kung fu has long become dark and black, and the bright red blood stains and dark blood stains on it are overlapped, and at first glance, the old wound is not good, and a new wound has been added.

The first reaction was naturally Ning Zimo, who rushed over and hugged Chu Yu's crumbling body.

When I got closer, I found that the original delicate little face and long hair were no longer there.

On his face and loose hair, there was a mixture of mud and blood, and there was an indescribable smell.

"Hurt ~ light", Chu Yu's voice was very weak, but fortunately, his breath was not chaotic.

Ning Zimo quickly let go of his hand, tried to be as gentle as possible, and looked at her body carefully.

Under the blood red, there are large and small wounds, some have left scars, some have scabbed, and some are still bleeding......

It's all over the body, and there is hardly a single good skin.

After Ning Zimo saw it, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Master, the rooms of Lord Baiyao and Junior Brother have been prepared, when will you go with me?" Outside Jiang Buli's practice room, Chen Yi's voice sounded.

Bai Yao, Ning Zimo, and Jiang Buli did not deliberately hide their breath, so when they appeared, Chen Yi, who had never been asleep, had already noticed it, and quickly got up and waited outside.

When Chu Yu's aura also appeared, he knew that the little junior brother was out of the customs!