A gate of light arrived as scheduled in the anticipation of all the disciples, and the mysterious light patterns swirled and rippled inside the door.

Ye Qingqiao looked at it, and now there are about more than 500 remaining disciples, and I don't know how many people can go to the end if they continue to go up.

Ye Qingqiao stepped into the light gate with everyone and walked into an unknown world.

It's a world of ice and snow, white as far as the eye can see, and the temperature is so low that you can splash water into ice. In just a moment, everyone's hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes were covered in hoarfrost.

Ye Qingqiao couldn't help but sigh, before coming in, the master didn't remind him to bring a few more clothes, and now he is wearing a thin Tsing Yi long shirt, what do you rely on to keep out the cold?

Ye Qingqiao's nose was red from the cold, her cheeks were numb, she tightened her clothes and stomped her feet, trying to drive away the cold on her body.

Ziming walked over and asked with concern, "Ziyu, is it cold?"

Ye Qingqiao sniffed vigorously, nodded and said, "Cold~"

She saw Ziming stretching out his hand as if to unbutton his clothes, and felt that his senior brother was too intimate, and he would rather give her warmth while he was frozen, so moved that his eyes were slightly red, and he said with a trembling mouth: "Senior brother, you are really~"

Before the word "good" was finished, I saw Ziming tighten his clothes with his hand and said, "I'm also cold~ It's so cold this day~"

After speaking, he walked over Ye Qingqiao directly with his head up, smiling proudly.

Ye Qingqiao gritted his teeth with hatred, quietly grabbed a handful of snow, walked behind Ziming, ripped off his collar, and slammed the snow into Ziming's clothes, then laughed and ran away.

Ziming screamed and jumped up, desperately ripped off his clothes from behind, and shook hard, and finally shook the snow clean.

Ziming yelled and grabbed a ball of snow and threw it at Ye Qingqiao, Ye Qingqiao was smashed carelessly......

Zi Ling smiled and watched the two of them make a fuss, let them make trouble, I don't know what danger will be waiting for them ahead, this moment of relaxation is not easy to come by.

Fifty zhang away, Bai Zexuan stood on the snow, looking at the two laughing in the distance, his thoughts drifted away, not long ago, he and she had been so happy......

Dongfang Yun followed Bai Zexuan's gaze and said lightly: "Brother Xuan, you have been asking the senior brother of the Qingqian Hall about her just now, you are so good to her, but she has been cheating on you, is it worth it?"

Bai Zexuan couldn't explain how he was feeling now, he silently said in his mouth: "Ye Qingqiao~Ye Qingqiao~ It turns out that this is your name......"

Dongfang Yun was a little surprised, she took out a cold bead from her arms, stuffed it into Bai Zexuan's hand, and turned to leave.

Bai Zexuan held the cold bead, and the bead glowed with a warm yellow light, driving away the chill on his body.

All silence was broken by a shrill cry, and a white line of snow in the distance approached everyone quickly.

Zi Ling Ling screamed, "It's coming!"

Ziming and Ye Qingqiao stopped frolicking and looked ahead with solemn expressions.

The snow line was getting closer and closer, and Ye Qingqiao was horrified to find that it was a snow-white mouse, the size of a cat, with their mouths open and hissing, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, a single mouse was not scary, but what was scary was a group, oh no, a piece, densely packed with mice.

The rats ran as fast as they could, and after a while they came to him, and a timid disciple immediately ran back, but in an instant, a rat jumped on his head and bit wildly, two, three, four...... The disciple fell on the snow, drowned by rats, and when he resurfaced, only a pair of bones remained.

Ye Qingqiao was so frightened that he screamed again and again, and kept waving the Fengming knife, a mouse was cut in half by her knife, and before the corpse fell to the ground, it was eaten by the rats that rushed up.

Ye Qingqiao, Zi Ming and Zi Ling were back to back, as long as there were rats approaching, they were forced to retreat by wielding knives, and the rats couldn't get close for the time being, but after a long time, the three of them felt exhausted, these rats already had some wisdom, surrounded them, but they were not in a hurry to attack, occasionally a few rats would take the initiative to attack, forcing the three of them to use their strength to consume their strength, and they should have planned to wait until they were exhausted before they would swarm up.

Ziling saw that the situation was not right, so he immediately grabbed the only remaining beans from the bag and threw them at the rat group, the beans turned into bean soldiers, slashing and killing the rats frantically, and suddenly the rats and bean soldiers were mixed together.

Ye Qingqiao gave Ziling a thumbs up, "Senior Brother Ziling, you're still amazing!"

Ziling smiled bitterly, "Don't be too happy, this bean soldier can't last long." ”

Indeed, only a quarter of an hour later, the bean war spell failed, and the rat encirclement came back again.

Ye Qingqiao saw that all the disciples were in a similar situation to them, surrounded by a swarm of rats, and there were constantly disciples whose lives were cut off at the mouth of the rats.

Ye Qingqiao looked at the distance, Bai Zexuan and the new junior sister were back to back, one threw out the Silver Moon Scimitar, and the other waved the Biyue Sword, it was really a hero with a beauty, it was very good-looking.

Ye Qingqiao retracted his gaze, hmph, it seems that without her, this guy is doing just fine!

Ziming bumped her with his elbow, "When is it, you are still distracted!"

Ye Qingqiao immediately retracted his mind, looked at the rats who were eyeing them, shivered, and no longer dared to be distracted.

Seeing that Zi Ling never threw out the beans again, the rats knew that the time to attack had come, so they instantly became agitated, and the first few rats rushed towards Ziming without being able to resist.

Zi Ming stabbed hard with the Qing Ying Sword, and stabbed a mouse in half, and Zi Ling and Ye Qingqiao slashed and killed two rats that pounced on Zi Ming respectively. But Ziming was still bitten on the arm by a mouse, and immediately bled profusely.

The killed rats are thrown back into the colony, where they are eaten by their own kind.

Suddenly, Ye Qingqiao had an idea, she picked up a dead mouse that she hadn't had time to throw, pulled out the red hosta, and poked the dead mouse a few times, and said while poking back: "Red flute, it's an expedient measure, don't be angry!", the red hosta shook a few times in response to the situation.

Ziling and Ziming didn't know what she was doing, and thought that she had no choice but to take the dead mouse to get angry.

I saw Ye Qingqiao throw the dead mouse into the rat swarm and shouted, "Come on, little babies, eat to your heart's content!"

Ziming almost fainted after hearing this, "Ziyu, are you stupid?

Ziling instantly understood Ye Qingqiao's intentions, and gave Ye Qingqiao a thumbs up excitedly, "Ziyu, you're still amazing!"

Ziming clutched his injured arm and shouted, "Are you two crazy?

Ziling and Ye Qingqiao looked at each other and smiled, looking at the rats.

I saw that the dead rats thrown by Ye Qingqiao were eaten by a group of rats after a while.

Ye Qingqiao counted loudly: "One, two, three", just after counting, the group of mice that had just eaten a meal all turned their bellies and died of spasms.

Ye Qingqiao shouted in relief: "Dead mouse, poison you!"

In a short time, a spectacular sight stunned everyone, and after the dead rats were eaten, another batch of rats were poisoned, and spread like a plague throughout the rat colony.

After a while, the world was quiet, not a single mouse survived, and the snow-white ground was stained red with blood.

This time, there were only more than three hundred people left, Ye Qingqiao sighed, it seems that this immortal cultivator also follows the law of natural selection and survival of the fittest.