The Imperial Beast Sect is a behemoth entrenched in the extreme west of the Endless Mountain Range, and its sect's main purpose is just the opposite of the Nebula Sect's self-cultivation and strengthening, emphasizing the use of qi to resist things, and the biggest feature of its sect disciples is to control demon beasts to attack the enemy. As one of the Seven Swords, Mo Shou has carried out many missions abroad, and naturally he has also dealt with the people of the Imperial Beast Sect, so after the sound of the flute came out, the abnormal changes that occurred in these snow rats, he quickly determined the origin of the mastermind behind this beast tide.

Although the Imperial Beast Sect and the Nebula Sect rarely intersect, the well water has always been inconsistent with the river water, and according to the current situation, the people behind the scenes must want to keep them all here. Why do you want to do this? Although the various sects in the Southern Regions have disciples going out to perform tasks all year round, it is inevitable that there will be some friction between the various sects, and it is not surprising that there are even casualties among the disciples, but it is rare for someone to wipe out all the disciples of a sect, could it be that the people of the Imperial Beast Sect have made a feud with the Nebula Sect for just a few snow lotus seeds?

The faces of those leisurely martial arts disciples in the past finally changed at this time, they had been attacked by the wind and snow all night, and their physical condition was already not good, and it was no problem to deal with some snow rats, but if these thousands of them pounced on them together, who could kill them? Sooner or later, they would be overwhelmed by the rat swarm.

"In the Lower Nebula Sect, the sixth sword of the Tibetan Scripture is kept, if the Daoist friends of the Royal Beast Sect are willing to remove this rat tide, I am willing to guarantee in the name of the Nebula Seven Swords, give up this demon flower dispute, and immediately lead the disciples to withdraw from the Ice and Snow Valley!"

After confirming the identity of the enemy, Momori barely hesitated, and immediately said aloud to the valley. The decisions he makes are always objective and calm, perhaps this is the reason why the Nebula Sect Master ordered him to lead the team. Mo Shou was very sure that with such a large number of rats, even he might not be able to escape alive, let alone those disciples of the Martial Pavilion. What's more, Tang Yan'er was still in the cave at this time, she might be able to get out alive, but it would be easy for the people of the Royal Beast Sect to hunt her down, compared to her life, those few snow lotus seeds were nothing.

On the cliff diagonally opposite the cave, the corner of the mouth of the charming-looking woman in a gauze dress raised slightly, and finally the jade flute sounded again.

"Hiss......"

A shrill scream erupted again from the mouses, and the snow rats screamed and rushed madly towards the cave, their eyes covered with red light, as if they were not afraid of this kind at all, and no matter how much blood of the same kind flowed under their feet, it could not stop them from dying, as if they were going to crush these humans to death even with corpses.

Mo Shou's face finally changed, he had already determined that this time the demon flower bloom was far more complicated than he imagined, and in the case of his identity, the other party still did not hesitate to kill them at the expense of the Nebula Sect, which meant that there must be something much more precious than snow lotus seeds in this ice and snow valley, at least that thing was worth the price they paid.

But at this time, Mo Shou didn't have time to think so much, everyone still kept raising and falling with their swords, but there were gaps in their swords, and what was worse was that the strange medicinal powder that Du Maomao sprinkled at the entrance of the cave was rapidly declining, no matter how crazy the snow rat's attack was, but they couldn't cross these medicinal powders into the cave, and all the disciples had to do was to stand at the entrance of the cave and keep waving their knives.

The corpses of the snow rats outside the cave have been piled up, their blood has dyed the whole snow red, everyone's faces are extremely pale, the hands wielding knives have long been numb, looking at the unabated number of snow rats, you can imagine what awaits them after the local medicinal powder has completely lost its effect.

"Brother Du, call the little junior sister out, let's ...... It may have to be withdrawn!"

After Mo Shou said this, the faces of the rest of the disciples changed suddenly, the entrance to the cave had already been blocked by countless snow rats, not to mention retreating, it was extremely difficult to even hold on. So how can you retreat? There is only one answer, you need someone to get the attention of the snow rats, in other words, you need someone to die. Du Maomao is the most potential genius of Dan Pavilion in Dan Pavilion, he can't die, the Seven Swords is the future of the Nebula Sect, he can't die, and as for Tang Yan'er, she can't die.

Mo Shou still made the decision to minimize the sacrifice at this critical moment, but the problem is that no one wants to die, most of these martial arts disciples were born in a poor family, and they have been cultivating diligently since the day they entered the outer sect, climbing up step by step, and finally have today's achievements, and even open up the Star Mansion is hopeful, who wants to die?

"I swear in the name of the Seven Swords that the entire Nebula Sect will be grateful for your generosity, and the mastermind behind this beast tide will definitely accompany you to the funeral. When Mo Shou said this, there was no emotion on his face, and he said it so seriously that he had to believe it.

But who cares if he is grateful after his death? There was a dead silence at the entrance of the cave, and even the sound of the sword cutting flesh was no longer as sharp as before, only silence and the piercing screams of snow rats remained.

Du Maomao was not deeply involved in the world, and he did not understand the deep meaning of the retreat, and calling Tang Yan'er to come out seemed to him just to ease the current tension. But when Du Maomao went deep into the cave, she found that Tang Yan'er had already woken up, she was squatting beside the fire with her hands on her cheeks, and looked at Chu Ge with her big eyes open and a curious face.

"Shhh......hhh Du Maomao was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Chu Ge meditating with his eyes closed, and his skin was covered with a layer of dirt, he couldn't help but exclaim, "He's quenching his body?"

Tang Yan'er glared at him, and Du Maomao immediately covered his mouth, yes, no wonder this guy hid in the cave when he met a beast tide and didn't come out, it turned out that he was quenching his body. It seems that he misunderstood him before, Du Maomao felt a little embarrassed, but after a while, he found that something seemed to be wrong, when cultivators were quenching their bodies, there should be starlight shining on the surface of their bodies, why did they come to him but there was no movement at all?

In fact, this is also what Tang Yan'er is curious about, thinking that Chu Ge has mastered the Xingyuan, she is guessing whether this guy is the Xingyuan used when he is quenching his body? I am afraid that only in this way can the scene in front of her be explained, if it is Xingyuan, that qiē is carried out in the body, and it is normal for them not to see it.

Tang Yan'er had already woken up, and she also knew that there was a rat tide outside the entrance of the cave, but out of confidence in Mo Shou and the disciples of the Martial Pavilion, she didn't bother to go out, but after seeing Du Maomao walk into the cave, she also knew that things might be in trouble.

When Du Maomao and Tang Yan'er appeared together, the martial arts disciples at the entrance of the cave had already stopped attacking, their faces were like ashes, their eyes were empty, and the hand holding the sword was also hanging weakly, like puppets.

Mo Shou explained the current situation and the decision to retreat in the simplest and most precise words, but he didn't say that these Martial Pavilion disciples would die for it.

Tang Yan'er is indeed naïve, but this does not mean that she is stupid, let alone her, even Du Maomao saw that something was wrong after seeing everyone as if he had lost his soul. Among these people, only the young man in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and showed a look of being ready to be generous and righteous at any time, the senior brother taught him to be sensible since he was a child, and when he had to make sacrifices, he should strive to minimize the sacrifice. The minimization here naturally does not refer to the quantity, but to the value, obviously, the value of these people together can not even be compared to Du Maomao, not to mention the senior brother and Miss Yan'er, the little guy is worthy of being a stubborn junior brother, he is indeed very sensible.

"I disagree. ”

Tang Yan'er is notoriously willful and naughty, and all adjectives related to this can be used on her, so how can a naughty and willful little girl be sensible?

"They are also disciples of the Nebula Sect, why do you want them to die? Why don't you die?" the little girl said this very calmly, without accusation, just a very normal question, which means that your life is more precious than theirs?

"You should know the responsibility on your shoulders and mine, of course, the responsibility of the little junior sister is heavier, if necessary, even if you sacrifice me, you will definitely let you leave alive. Moshou's tone was calm and cold, he wasn't lying, no one thought he was selfish to let them sacrifice, on the contrary, everyone understood that Moshou's decisions were made with the big picture in mind.

But Tang Yan'er didn't understand, or she didn't agree, the little girl's way of looking at the problem was very simple, not to mention that all beings are equal, because she loved to eat roast chicken and nibbled on pork knuckles, and it was impossible to pray when she put them in her stomach, which was too troublesome and pretentious. But these Martial Pavilion disciples were all companions, so why did they have to sacrifice them, why couldn't they just rush out together and try it?

"You can't convince me!" Tang Yan'er said categorically, but her words rekindled the flames in the eyes of those Martial Pavilion disciples, they looked excited, their throats were a little dry, and they wanted to say something grateful, but after a while, they realized that Mo Shou was the leader, his words were orders, the daughter of the sect master, this identity did not apply here.

Helpless, the little junior sister is still too kind, it's no wonder that the sect master asked her to follow her out on a mission, her hands should be dyed with some blood, when necessary, even if it is the blood of her companions, it doesn't matter, otherwise, how can she be in charge of the Xingyuan Sect in the future?

"Little junior sister, I'm sorry, you can't change my decision. "Mo Shou shows the basic qualities that a decision-maker should have, everything only starts from the overall situation, it doesn't matter whether Tang Yan'er agrees or not, as long as she lives.

The leader does have supremacy in the herd, but occasionally there is one or two unruly wild horses in the herd, and the neighing of the horses is like a pile of horse manure in their eyes.

"I don't agree with ...... either"