"What?"
In front were the monks running frantically, and behind were a group of disciples who were leisurely gathering for a meeting. Ye Qiao waved her hand to signal them to come over and listen. When everyone was present, she said, "Actually, we don't need to go and save people, which is a thankless task."
"Whether he can be saved or not is still unclear."
Su Zhuo couldn't wait: "So let's go quickly. Let them fend for themselves."
"But if we don't go to rescue him, won't someone else do it?" Ye Qiao changed the subject and pointed at Mu Lao who stayed behind, "He is his family's direct descendant, he will go to rescue him."
Ming Xuan blinked his eyes matter-of-factly, "But he can't save so many people, right?" There are too many evil cultivators. This old man alone can't save them all.
"Who said that? As long as he wants to save them, he can." Ye Qiao snapped his fingers. "Even if there are more of them, there is still the option of self-destruction, right? There are eight direct descendants of the Mu family, it is impossible for him to just watch them die."
Judging from her experience of dealing with the Eight Great Families over the past few years, the big families regard their direct descendants as important as their lifeblood, so the old man will definitely save them.
"If he dies together with his loved ones, we can definitely save him. We just need to show up in time when he is forced into a desperate situation."
“…”
Ye Qiao pointed to the book in his hand and continued, "We have the secret book. Even if he self-destructs, we can use the secret book to control him."
She said slowly, "When the time comes, we will show up in time as saviors and save them. They will only be grateful to us."
And it just so happened that they needed the Mu family's elixir, which was like killing two birds with one stone.
“……”What a good plan.
Shen Ziwei smacked her lips lightly, “Ye Qiao, you are still as insidious as ever.”
He quickly added, "But I like it."
Ye Qiao smiled and clapped his hands with him. Shen Ziwei asked seriously, "Who will rescue them then? This doesn't require too many people."
"Qin Huai, Song Hansheng, Ming Xuan, and Ji Huan, the five of us together."
Seeing them hesitant, Ye Qiao waved his hand and said, "When the time comes, just follow me."
"Okay." Qin Huai and Song Hansheng were successfully persuaded by her. If things could really develop as Ye Qiao said, then the Mu family would really owe them a huge favor. Then would they need to worry about the sect's elixirs in the future?
As Ye Qiao said, everyone temporarily put up five concealment talismans and hid themselves to wait and see what would happen.
The Mu family members who were forcibly captured by the evil cultivators saw that all the cultivators had run away. They panicked and shouted to Elder Mu: "Elder, save us."
There was a chill in Mu Lao's eyes, and he gathered his spiritual energy into the sword. The way of killing he practiced was naturally not an easy task.
"Ye Qiao." Ming Xuan motioned for her to look up. "Your sword is still in his hand."
"It's okay, let him use it." Ye Qiao also wanted to observe how the people of the killing path used swords. The key point was that this old man was really good at it, and he was able to not lose the upper hand in a short period of time under the siege of so many evil cultivators.
A sword that I don't see, a red killing sword.
The twin swords were wielded extremely smoothly in his hands; the black mist condensed into sharp swords, bursting out with a fierce murderous intent.
After Bu Jianjun was stained with blood, Ye Qiao, as his contractor, could feel his excitement. She clicked her tongue twice, and it seemed that Bu Jianjun had not killed enough people in Changming Sect.
The power of the Killing Sword would increase greatly when killing someone, and Old Mu gradually discovered the power of this black sword. Logically speaking, he was not its master, and when he used it, he could not even unleash half of its original power.
Even so, the power of this sword is still terrifying.
He frowned, and while using the sword, he wondered about the origins of the owner of this sword.
Bu Jianjun was divided into several sword shadows and cut. Old Mu had a clear goal, he wanted to save the children in the family.
The evil cultivators were caught off guard and their hands were cut off by the strange sword shadow. They covered their severed hands and became mad with anger. They suddenly shot out like an arrow from a bow, and slashed at Master Mu with a knife in their other hand.
The speed was so fast that he was surrounded from all directions. Mu Lao had no way to avoid it. Countless long knives stabbed into his body, and the blood soaked his robes in an instant.
"don't want!"
This scene made several direct descendants of the Mu family scream and rush forward to attack the evil cultivators, trying to save their own elder.
However, their actions are just like an ant trying to shake a tree.
Elder Mu was ready for his own destruction to cover their retreat. He mobilized all his spiritual power and was willing to burn his soul to pin down all the evil cultivators.
"Elder!" The girl's sharp voice seemed to pierce the sky. Her heart-wrenching screams could not win the evil cultivators' mercy. Elder Mu used up his last bit of strength and sent them away with a wave of his hand. "Run."
The damage to the soul could not be reversed by any elixir. Elder Mu burned his soul to suddenly raise his realm, controlling all the evil cultivators and buying time for the children of the family.
He closed his eyes happily, ready to sacrifice himself.
The evil cultivators were unable to move for a moment and could only watch as all the members of the Mu family ran away.
"You old thing!" They had come here for the Mu family after all the effort, but they all ran away. Their eyes were vicious and they were ready to kill the old man without saying a word.
At this moment, Ye Qiao, who was hiding in the bushes and watching the situation, finally made a move.
She lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and without saying a word, she rushed forward, blocking in front of Elder Mu, and shouted: "Wow, Elder Zhao! You died miserably!"
She turned her back to the evil cultivator and used the magic weapon on her body to block the attack.
The evil cultivator was startled by the shadow that suddenly jumped out. He frowned and asked sternly, "Who are you?"
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