I won't say what Mo Qiqi thinks for the time being, but the people in these small teams, they may be very naïve at the beginning, whether it is the combat experience at hand or other aspects.

But they, perhaps because of their willingness, or because of the arrangement of their elders, went to the battlefield and faced the tide of beasts. They have a strong sense of belonging to the Bian family, so they are very attentive to the task assigned to them by the elders of the Bian family to garrison this battlefield, and they are indeed working hard to grow in this direction.

But their lives hung by a thread several times, and to put it mildly, if it weren't for Mo Qiqi's magic weapon in pressing the box, many times they would be wiped out, countless times and the family asked for help, but in such a leisurely situation, they never waited for any news.

Because Mo Qiqi is not from the Bian family, she just feels very angry, and has the urge to draw her sword and hack these idlers to death.

But for this group of disciples in Bianjia, in addition to being angry, they felt more puzzled and aggrieved.

Yes, very aggrieved.

When Mo Qiqi felt that her so-called persistence was like a joke, and when she sneered at herself, the remaining dozen or so monks standing behind her, several of them had red eyes, and they didn't know if they felt worthless for their desperate efforts, or because of the grievances of their teammates who died on the battlefield, or both.

When they fought for the first time before, the little girl who had been working tirelessly to put cold arrows on her teammates, seemed to be called Bian Yuanhui, sat on the ground with her buttocks, and began to cry, crying very miserable and sad, the deep meaning, standing opposite them, the monk who seemed quite leisurely was probably confused and couldn't figure out the edge.

Even if you are ridiculed by others because of your indecent description, you won't cry so sadly, right?

They didn't understand, but the dozen or so monks left behind Mo Qiqi were all clear in their hearts, and they really felt the same way, so they simply formed a group of more than a dozen people and began to cry and mourn.

It was really crying and mourning, quite sincere, crying with grief.

Mo Qiqi restrained his smile, suppressed his rising anger, and said to them: "Get up and retreat." ”

The beast tide is coming, and their group of remnants can't stand the toss anymore, look at the spirits of others one or two, raising them for nothing, no matter what, they shouldn't be allowed to work hard.

They were scratched by reality, and in the words of marching and fighting, they had already committed treason, so no one said to remind them, and they followed Mo Qiqi back neatly.

Soon after they retreated, a roaring beast tide followed, and Mo Qiqi didn't care about how the camp's reserve group responded.

It can be said that other people's affairs have nothing to do with her, but she has suffered losses, and she must find an explanation.

She has already done it in her heart, if this matter is not said to be like this, then she will ask for an explanation herself, just to test the blade for the fangs, even if there are two Yuanying monks, she can't beat her in a group, and she is still good at ambushing.

So she led the group of people straight to the area where the two Yuanying elders of the Bian family were stationed.

The war has reached this point, and there will occasionally be a lot of fourth-order demon beasts, and not every Jindan monk can be as stress-free as Mo Qiqi to single-handedly take on a fourth-order demon beast, so these two Yuanying elders will occasionally be invited to appear.

When Mo Qiqi and they arrived, the two elders were just invited out to deal with the high-level demon beasts, but this side had been on the battlefield in the end, and knew the taste of hard work, and when they saw Mo Qiqi, they described it as embarrassed and did not laugh, seeing Mo Qiqi's cold expression, it seemed that he should have something to say, just let him wait here for a while, and wait for the elders to come back naturally after the fight, as for the summoning of this kind of thing, he did not dare, for fear that the elders would be distracted, but even if it was transmitted, I am afraid it would be useless, and when fighting, most of the elders would not accept it.

Mo Qiqiyi and his people stood cross-legged in front of the elder's tent like a group of beggars who refused to leave if they wanted food.

To be honest, not to mention a few foundation building monks who are not as energetic as her, even Mo Qiqi herself was choked with vomit, and she was a little stunned here, even if she was very tired and tired, she didn't have the idea of squinting her eyes and resting for a while, and she wanted to ask for an explanation for this matter, otherwise she really felt a little dead.

After a few monks finished crying, their faces were wiped with tears, Bian Yuanhui didn't have so many restraints because she was a girl, and after crying, she came to her side and asked in a dumb voice: "Real person, what should we do next?"

"I'll definitely find an explanation for this. And it's a satisfying statement, if you just give her a reason to fool her, then she will take matters into her own hands and give herself a plausible statement.

Mo Qiqi touched her head and said comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, everything will be said after the two elders come back, you will restore the aura in your body first, as for the rest, don't worry." ”

This sentence was not only for a few of them, but also for Mo Qiqi himself, no matter how angry she was in her heart, and if she wanted to pick up her sword and cut people, she had to cut it to move.

After finishing speaking, she took out a large pot of medicinal food from the storage bag that had been boiled and put there without time to eat, shared it with everyone, and then rested for a while.

No matter what the conclusion of this matter is, Mo Qiqi will not be as desperate as before in the future, to be honest, the Bian family is not inferior to her, a Jindan monk, she is here to practice the dagger and exercise her fighting instincts, not to work hard for the Bian family, so this kind of thing of boiling a big pot of tonic soup and throwing it there to eat slowly will not happen again, it really wants to be like this again, she would rather go to the scattered cultivation team alone to fight alone, so that she will only have a rotation break for a few hours every time she plays, instead of endless like this.

When the two elders came back after killing the demon beast, they saw two piles of people guarding the tent.

One pile was ragged and bloodstained, and the other pile was also very messy, but slightly better than the previous one.

The two teams stared at each other sloppily, glaring at each other, and had a tendency to draw their swords against each other if they disagreed.

At first glance, the group that was clearly described as quite embarrassed was headed by the woman who had been specially ordered by the young patriarch to take more care, and the other group was a steward of the reserve group, and immediately felt a big headache and asked, "What's the matter?"

The monk who had been facing Mo Qiqi angrily before suddenly collapsed, and he came to the elder aggrievedly and wanted to complain.