Ye Qiao did not say anything and followed the Saint all the way to the inside of the dungeon. The environment was obviously much better than outside.
"Isn't your purpose this time to save the little prince?"
Neither of them said anything. All the demon cultivators in the dungeon had evacuated. Ye Qiao searched around with his spiritual sense but couldn't find any trace of the demon cultivators. The two of them started chatting as if no one was around.
After hearing the conversation between the two, the group of monks didn't react much. Some even looked lifeless and had no intention of asking them for help.
Even though they knew Ye Qiao was here to rescue people, they didn't expect anyone to come and rescue them.
"Let's go, Ye Qiao." The Saint turned her head, revealing her beautiful face. She said calmly, "If you don't want to alarm the Demon Clan Elders and the Right Protector in this situation, then just ignore them."
The number of monks in the dungeon is too large, and if a group of monks escape, it will easily attract unnecessary attention.
“…”
Leaf curling?
Catching this name made many lifeless monks look up at her.
"The Ye Qiao from Changming Sect?"
"Is it Ye Qiao?"
There were also small exclamations.
What kind of large-scale idol fan meeting is this?
"You were arrested too?"
But soon, the man noticed her clothes and said, "Are you here to rescue that stupid dragon? Then you need to be faster. Someone will come in to check on the situation every once in a while."
Entering the demon clan is a very dangerous thing, especially for the direct disciples, where it is a life-threatening situation.
"That's right, we are fine here. At most we will lose our freedom. We will be fine until the fighting on both sides ends. Run quickly."
The only ones who were able to be spared were a small group of children and women. They were held as hostages and were either rich or noble.
“…”
"That's right." A girl said, "My father is the leader, they don't dare to kill me."
There are other sects under the Five Sects, but they are not as famous as the Five Sects. The leader has a daughter. Their leader actually has a daughter. Aren’t the cultivators in this world lonely to the end?
It turns out that the interior of the dungeon is full of a group of second-generation immortals.
The Saint could not help but urge: "Are you still leaving, Ye Qiao?"
"Aren't you going to save the prince?"
What are you hesitating about?
Ye Qiao muttered silently, "Little Prince, it doesn't matter if I am no longer around. You have to be happy."
She had to get these hostages out first.
Then the Saint saw her turn around and draw her sword. The snow-white sword light made the woman subconsciously take two steps back. Ye Qiao hooked his finger to signal her to come, "Aren't you going to take this opportunity to escape? Come on."
"When the other demon cultivators charge up, how about you pretend to be killed by my three swords? This way of dying is quite respectful for you."
After all, the saint was already injured, and Ye Qiao felt it was reasonable to kill her with three swords.
The saint's mouth twitched. She didn't expect that she was really soft.
I actually decided to save those little bastards.
But she didn't care. The sooner Ye Qiao took action, the better it would be for her. When she escaped, her suspicion would be reduced. The Saint raised her eyebrows and said, "Come on."
Ye Qiao calculated the number of sword moves and knocked her to the ground after three moves. The saint spat out a mouthful of blood, closed her eyes and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
“…”
Only a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals who rushed in after hearing the noise began to panic.
"What?" He hasn't even beaten the Saint.
"Go and call someone."
"Hurry up and spread the word that Ye Qiao is in the dungeon!! She beat the Saint to death."
After a group of demon cultivators who managed to escape reported the news, the right protector sneered, "Go to hell, Ye Qiao has been locked up, and you still dare to lie about military intelligence."
He swung a powerful fan at his subordinate, causing him to spin like a top.
"Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao is your father, how could she have such ability to sneak in?"
He rewarded several of his subordinates with big fights, and finally made them behave themselves. None of them dared to mention Ye Qiao.
The right protector left refreshed.
He had to deal with the direct disciples of the five sects.
…
How many steps does it take to knock down the demon cultivators guarding the entire dungeon? Ye Qiao used his strength to tell them that there was no need for skills and domains at all, just a sword was enough.
Frost fell into her palm and a sword flashed for thousands of miles. Dozens of attacks turned into powder and dissipated in the air. The demon cultivator roared and pounced on her, as if he wanted to kill her by outnumbering her.
Ye Qiao didn't even bother to look. The Spirit Transformation Realm was enough to overwhelm the Nascent Soul stage demon cultivator without any resistance. The cultivators imprisoned in the cell couldn't even see how her sword landed. With the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, Qing Feng Jue didn't even spill a drop of blood.
"Why do you still like to challenge me so much?"
The endless human-outnumbered battles are just so annoying.
One man, one sword.
The demon cultivators who rushed in were like lambs to be slaughtered. For a moment, they could not tell whose territory this was. The right protector was also slow to arrive, causing a group of demon cultivators who valued their lives to scatter in panic.
Ye Qiao did not hesitate any longer, drew his bow with the Moon-lit Arrow, and the dozen or so restrictions in front of him vanished into thin air. He used the Moon-lit Arrow to clear a path for them in advance, and drew his bow to aim at the chains on the dungeon.
There were also restrictions on the chains, and they all fell off with the sound of a few arrows breaking through the air.
Ye Qiao quickly pointed out a path, "You go find Ye Qinghan and the others. The location of those disciples is just outside the demon clan, someone will pick you up there."
"Thank you, thank you..." There were voices of thanks and also sounds of crying.
But more of them stuck to her and refused to leave, which made Ye Qiao dumbfounded.
"Ye Qiao, Ye Qiao!" The headmaster's daughter who had spoken to her before grabbed her and asked, "Are you close to Ye Qinghan?"
Ye Qiao: "Not bad?" She thought the other party was worried about her.
After all, some sword cultivators trust the upright Ye Qinghan more than she does. She immediately said, "We are the kind of people who can trust each other, so don't worry, I'm not a bad person."
"Great!" The girl suddenly got excited:
"As expected, my Futaba is the coolest."
Ye Qiao: “???”
"Langlang, do you know?" The other party excitedly grabbed her hand and spoke at a rapid speed, "Everyone doubted that you and Ye Qinghan were fake, thinking that you two only had grudges but no feelings. After hearing this, I couldn't sleep at night. Until today, I want to shout out, Shuangye is real!!"
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