Qin Gengyun and his four companions flew down from Qilian Mountain. The surviving disciples of Zhenyang Sect shouted excitedly:
"Senior Sister and the others are coming down!!"
Everyone stepped forward to salute Ye Xiyue, and then helped the injured Qin Gengyun and his companions.
Shi Ying willingly supported Qin Gengyun. Seeing the bloodstains all over him, he said in shame:
"Junior Brother He, I've offended you many times before; if it weren't for you and Senior Sister today, we definitely wouldn't have survived!"
Beside him, Xu Caihe also expressed her gratitude to Qin Gengyun: "Senior Brother He, Caihe owes her life to you!"
"So does Ling'Er!" Zhou Ling'Er echoed.
The two young ladies were covered in blood, their hair disheveled and in a pitiful state, supporting each other to prevent falling while looking at Qin Gengyun with admiration.
Qin Gengyun looked back at the gruesome battlefield and couldn't help but feel hot tears welling up in his eyes, sighing:
