A Blood-Moving Realm has arrived in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

Just as the swords and spears of the group were about to strike Lu Wushuang, the air suddenly tightened.

A flying leaf, carrying a sharp force, shot towards them, snapping the swords and sabers of the crowd in two. The tips of their halberds and spears were also knocked off, leaving smooth, clean breaks, clearly indicating that they had been broken by extremely strong internal force.

The seven people were shocked and quickly huddled together, nervously scanning their surroundings.

"Who's there? Show yourself!"

Lu Wushuang also used all her strength to lift her head. She really couldn't imagine who would come to save her at this time. Could it be that her demon master, Li Mochou, had come?

That would be like escaping one tiger's den only to fall into another. Thinking this, Lu Wushuang gave a helpless, bitter smile; either way, it was a dead end.

The group waited for a long time, but the forest remained silent, and no one appeared. The burly leader had no choice but to raise his voice:

"May I ask who you are? And why are you saving this female demon?"

But still no one answered.

"Since you refuse to come out, don't blame us for being ruthless."

Having said that, he raised the broken sword in his hand, ready to slash at Lu Wushuang.

Suddenly, a person rushed out of the forest, his clothes were tattered, and he was holding an iron rod. He was crying and stumbling as he ran towards Lu Wushuang.

"Sister! My dear sister! I've finally found you!"

This person was Zhang Huai.

Upon seeing this, the seven burly men immediately blocked Zhang Huai's path.

"Who are you, sir? And why do you wish to save this demon?"

"What demon? This is my sister!"

The seven people looked puzzled, exchanged glances, and didn't understand what was going on.

"Brother, you must be joking. This fiend looks to be only seventeen or eighteen, how could she be your sister?" the leader said.

"What do you mean seventeen or eighteen? My sister is over thirty this year, she just looks younger."

Lu Wushuang, who was kneeling weakly behind the seven people, felt a surge of anger upon hearing Zhang Huai's words.

"Who's thirty? This kid dares to talk nonsense."

But right now, she was badly injured and unable to move. Her only chance of survival probably lay with this strange man, so she didn't refute him. Instead, she replied, "Brother, my brother, is that you?"

Zhang Huai was overjoyed upon seeing this and quickly responded:

"It's me, sister. Your brother is stupid, and that's why you've suffered."

As he spoke, he tried to walk past the group of burly men to find Lu Wushuang.

Several burly men, each strong and muscular, stood in front of Zhang Huai like a human wall, preventing him from advancing an inch.

Although Zhang Huai could easily push aside ten more people blocking his way, he didn't want to reveal his strength at this moment, lest Lu Wushuang become suspicious.

He said, his voice trembling with tears, "Let me through, I need to find my sister!"

Another man standing nearby sneered, "Even if she's your sister, it doesn't matter. My brothers and I only glanced at her, and she wants to kill us."

"Big brother, big brothers."

Zhang Huai grabbed the leader's hand in a panic, his gaze sweeping over the seven people, looking terrified and uneasy.

"My sister suffers from mental illness and often acts erratically. Please, gentlemen, forgive her for her past transgressions."

Hearing Zhang Huai say that she had lost her mind, Lu Wushuang behind him was even more furious. She thought to herself, "Once these people leave, I'll definitely teach this brat a lesson." But for the moment, she could only forcefully suppress her anger.

"Insanity? So what? Does that mean just anyone with insanity can order my brothers to be attacked and killed?"

The man paid no attention to Zhang Huai's words and showed no intention of backing down.

Seeing that the others refused to back down, Zhang Huai, whether acting convincingly or genuinely feeling something, became increasingly flustered, tears streaming down his face.

"Big brother, can I apologize on behalf of my sister?"

"An apology? If apologies were enough, what would be the point of having government offices?"

"My elder brother is like a father, and my elder sister is like a mother. How about I give my life for hers? I'll exchange my life for hers. The Song Dynasty values ​​etiquette and filial piety above all else. Please, elder brother, spare my sister for my sake."

Before he could finish speaking and before the people in front of him could react, Zhang Huai grabbed the iron rod he was carrying and smashed it against his own forehead several times.

The expressions of the people in front of them changed drastically. They never expected that this young man would risk his life for his older sister.

How many people in this world talk about being filial to their parents, but few can actually do it? And how many can treat this man in front of them to such an extent?

The group of people were stunned and moved by Zhang Huai's actions.

The leader sighed and quickly stepped forward to try and stop Zhang Huai.

But when he reached out and pressed the iron bar to stop Zhang Huai, he found that the other party was incredibly strong and he couldn't stop him at all.

As Zhang Huai smashed the object, he cried out, "Please, spare my sister! I'll give my life for hers, please!"

The leader exchanged glances with his men and quickly said:

"Young man, it's not that serious, it's not that serious. There are very few people in the world with such a pure heart as you. My brothers and I have been moved by your filial piety and have decided to let your sister go. But you must keep a close eye on her in the future and not let her hurt people indiscriminately again, otherwise the next person she meets will not be as easy to talk to as we are."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Huai immediately stopped what he was doing, tears still streaming down his face.

"Really?" He looked at the group with sincere eyes.

"Really, but you must keep a close eye on your sister from now on."

"Thank you, brothers. Thank you, brothers."

Zhang Huai excitedly grasped the leader's hand and thanked him repeatedly.

"I will definitely take good care of my sister from now on."

The leader then shouted to Lu Wushuang behind him:

"Witch, you're lucky to have such a filial son. Stay away from harming the martial world in the future, or you'll kill him sooner or later."

After saying that, he left with his brothers without looking back.

He completely forgot about the strange incident of his weapon being broken earlier.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Huai rushed to Lu Wushuang's side and cried out:

"Sister, get up quickly, we're alright now."

Lu Wushuang glared at him with furious eyes. If this man hadn't saved her just now, she would have killed him with a single blow.

At that moment, Lu Wushuang flicked his sleeves and shook off Zhang Huai's hand.

"Get out of my way! Who's your sister? If you bother me again, I'll kill you."

Zhang Huai ignored her threats and instead cried even louder.

"Sister, your mental illness has worsened again. I will definitely find the best doctor to cure you."

Upon hearing this, Lu Wushuang glared at Zhang Huai again. He was about to raise his knife to retaliate when his injuries flared up, and he could no longer support himself and collapsed.

She felt everything go black, all her strength drain away, and she lost consciousness.

Before losing consciousness, Zhang Huai's exaggerated cries kept echoing in his ears.

"Sister!"