I saved the whole sect by playing badly

"Uh, Senior Sister and Senior Brother, why do you both have clothes like this?"

The clothes of both of them are tattered. You must know that the clan uniforms handed down by them are all made of special materials. It is rare to see their clan uniforms in such a tattered state, as if they just came back from the Syrian battlefield.

Song Hansheng: "..." Grass.

Forgot to change clothes.

Ye Qiao froze for a moment with an abrupt 'modest' smile, and soon she calmly gathered her clothes, "This is our trend. Brother, you are still young, you don't understand."

The inner sect junior nodded blankly, "Then can I join your trend?" He has longed for the world handed down by himself for a long time.

Song Han choked for a moment, then nodded along, gritted his teeth and said two words: "Yes."

Song Hansheng and Ye Qiao kept their faces unchanged in front of people, as if this was the trend they passed on personally, a different kind of style that other people couldn't understand.

Then the moment they turned their backs to everyone, the two looked at each other, and Qi Qi's face was distorted.

Depend on!Their first name!

Duan Yu looked at Song Hansheng's pretendingly calm explanation, and he could see that the two of them should have experienced different beatings in the place of inheritance, so that the clothes were damaged like this.

As a result, under Ye Qiao's operation, it has become the characteristic of family inheritance?

The key point was that Song Hansheng cooperated with her.

Duan Yu was a little speechless.

This year's personal biography is finally crazy again?

……

The duo of Ye Qiao and Song Hansheng went well, and the others are also in the process of rescue.

Seeing Mu Chongxi's effortless and bloody action of punching a monster, Su Zhuo was silent for a long time.

He looked deeply at the monster whose brains were almost knocked out, "Mu Chongxi, what kind of inheritance did you get in the place of inheritance?"

Why does it feel more and more violent.

Mu Chongxi stretched out her hand, wondering: "What's wrong with the Dragon Clan?"

Su Zhuo stayed away from Mu Chongxi calmly, for fear that if he made this person unhappy, he would blow his head open with a fist.

Mu Chongxi didn't even realize that Su Zhuo, who was working with him, was in secret fear. He grabbed Su Zhuo and hated the slow running of the other party. He stepped on the breeze and rushed into the battlefield impatiently.

With Talisman as an assistant, the sword cultivator couldn't be too comfortable. Watching the scene where a group of monsters besieged the monk, the fiery red long sword was inserted into the ground and burst out with violent fireworks. Wherever the bright sword spirit took shape, countless monsters burned In the middle of the fire.

The light blue talisman fell to the ground to form a defensive cover, firmly trapping the monks in it.

"That's the Sword of Morning and Night!" The monk who almost thought he was going to die saw this sword and almost burst into tears. He knew Mu Chongxi, and to be precise, he had seen the youth's match in the competition.

It is the Changming Sect, and the Yueqing Sect passed it on.

And this kind of scene was also staged in many sects.

A group of personally handed down mighty descended to rescue people, and the monks who were rescued in various places were so excited and crazy when they survived the catastrophe.

"Those are our personal heirs in the cultivation world, and I will never call Chu Xingzhi a fool again. When he stood in front of us, the gods came down to earth, and tears almost fell."

"Zhou Xingyun and Ye Qinghan killed the demon king with their swords. For the first time, I understand why the personal transmission is the personal transmission at the same level."

"Ye Qiao and Song Hansheng beat eight demon kings together. I never thought they were so brutal when they cooperated."

"I used to really hate the people who asked about the sword sect. I thought they walked without looking at the road and liked to look down on ordinary monks. Until the moment I was rescued by Zhu You, I thought there was a reason for them to do so!"

"It's great to ask the Sword Sect, so next time I will sign up to go to the Changming Sect."

*

After being busy for half a month, they managed to calm down the chaos brought about by the monster clans in the nearby five sects. However, judging from the current situation, the Eight Great Families still hadn't moved at all, and they planned to play dead to the end.

There are five sects in the cultivation world, so there is no need for the eight great masters to support them.

Anyway, they don't need to recruit any disciples, and they don't need to consider how outside monks think of them. For the Eight Great Families, they only need the purest blood lineage.

Qiqi's act of pretending to be dead is disgusting enough.

"Under the current situation, the Eight Great Families don't borrow people." Duan Yu took a deep look at the group of people present who were all lying on the ground, "We don't have enough manpower."

"Why didn't you recruit more monks?" Chu Xingzhi curled his lips.They were almost exhausted in the past half month, so what kind of personal transmission, they could be dogs.

The elder of Jianjianzong kicked him: "Stand up, what do you say when lying down?"

After staying with Chang Mingzong for a long time, even the personal heirs of Xiao Baiyang, who they asked Jianzong who had always stood up to, were all lying on the ground!

"Too much resources are not enough." Elder Zhao squinted at them.

The disciples of the inner sect had to stay and guard the vicinity of the five sects, and only the members of the eight great families could spare their manpower to rush to support, and none of these aristocratic families said anything, as if they had discussed with each other.

Mingxuan was thoughtful: "Master and the others from the Demon Race haven't come back yet."

After cleaning up the monsters raging here, the key battlefield is still on the side of the demons. I don't know what the idea is, and they start to attack the city like crazy.

It is inevitable that the monks in the small city cannot stop it. The inner disciples of the five sects all stayed in their respective cities, leaving no one to support the cities near the demons.

It is far from enough to rely on the suzerain and a few elders.

No matter how strong it is, it is impossible to appear among more than a dozen cities at the same time.

"Tell the truth." Ye Qiao listened for a long time, and only came to a conclusion: "You are not very good at it."

"How did you talk to the elder?" Duan Yu frowned, and the hammer fell down ruthlessly.

Ye Qiao hit her head on the table, let out a groan, covered her forehead, and said calmly, "It was originally. You let me come, as long as you give me monks and enough direct or direct descendants, I can take them back."

After all, the suzerains don't know how to use people like this, they only know how to suppress by force.

Miaomiao was so sleepy that she yelled in reflex: "Ye Qiao is wise!"

Duan Yu: "..."

He also remembered that she was the one who called Danxiu back in Dabi, but now the problem has returned to the original point, "The Eight Great Masters don't borrow people, we don't have enough manpower, and the relationship with the Eight Great Masters is not good, no matter who comes to them There will be no compromise."

"It's okay." Ye Qiao waved her hand, her attitude was casual: "You can't, but we can."

"Five cases are five cases, we are us, we don't have the quality to let us do it."

As we all know, the lack of quality of this batch of personal transmission is something that everyone in the comprehension world knows. If you get angry, can you still beat them to death?

"It's a big deal and we'll go to prison after the matter is over." Ye Qiao looked at him and smiled: "Elder, will you give us prison meals?"

Speaking of which, she hasn't been in the prison of the Eight Great Families yet, so she can try it after the matter is over.

Duan Yu didn't expect that she was already prepared to go to jail.

Can……

"Are you sure they will help you?" He didn't think that Ye Qiao's face would make the group of old antiques of the Eight Great Families let go.

"Of course they won't help me." Ye Qiao still has this bit of self-knowledge, she spread her hands, "But their direct descendants may not be able to make a move."

The direct descendants are all teenagers.

It is the age of the second disease.

Taking Dabi as an example, there is no personal biography who would not yearn to become famous in the first battle. The personal biography still has room to play in the Dabi. Once the strength is strong, it will also be a popular figure in the cultivation world.

Controlled by the family since childhood, the direct descendants locked in the family have no chance to prove themselves.

This turmoil is a great opportunity, as long as they stir up emotions well enough, there will always be two middle school boys who are willing to go to the Demon Race with them.

The two brothers and sisters of the Qi family successfully instigated eight direct descendants to board the pirate ship together after their unremitting efforts to brainwash them for half a month when they were exterminating the monsters.

"More than half of the Song family's direct descendants have left, and the treasure house of the Ming family has been mysteriously stolen."

"The Ye family suddenly transferred almost half of the direct descendants."

"Is this a moral distortion or a loss of humanity?!"

The monks on the forum talked about it, guessing who did it.