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"Senior-apprentice Brother Mu, help!" Luo Xing screamed in fear.

"Hmph, Senior Brother Mu, don't help her. She actually didn't say anything and secretly ran away. She's too shameless!" Yun Yue said angrily.

As soon as he got angry, his hand slowed down. He let out a howl and almost got scratched by a snow wolf's iron claws.

"Senior Brother Mu, Senior Brother Yun, I can see that there are quite a few snow wolves. Let's quickly escape as well!" Yan Qingyang said worriedly.

Mu Tianhe listened to everything she said and nodded his head. He immediately took out a handful of talismans from his storage pouch. When Yan Qingyang saw this, he quickly instructed him to take two and put the rest back.

Yan Qingyang then turned his head and looked at the short disciple, Yue Peng, and the other person who was struggling to hold on. He said loudly, "Everyone take out your spirit runes. I will shout one, two, three. Everyone throw them away and fly away on your swords!"

Although these people were very annoying, they were still from the same sect. Since they could save him, they might as well.

The most important thing was that when a few people threw out their talismans together, the might was a bit greater, so it could be considered as mutual aid and mutual benefit.

Yue Peng and the short disciple agreed.

Yan Qingyang and Yun Leyan also took out three little explosive talismans. After that, Yan Qingyang shouted, "One, two, three, throw them out!"

Mu Tianhe, Yan Qingyang, Yun Le and Yue Peng channeled their Spiritual Qi to throw out the Explosive Talisman.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The Explosive Talisman exploded again and again, and the pack of wolves screamed miserably.

"Let's go!" Yan Qingyang said.

Mu Tianhe had already drawn his flying sword. Upon hearing that, he pulled Yan Qingyang along and stepped onto his flying sword.

Yun Le Le, Yue Peng and the rest also took out their flying swords and stepped onto them.

Just as Yan Qingyang was about to leave, he was suddenly pushed away by someone. The short disciple rushed over and pushed her off his flying sword. After that, the short disciple got on his flying sword and soared into the sky.

"Hahaha, Yan Qingyang, I'll let you take advantage of the situation to rob us. I'll give you a lesson now!" The short disciple laughed wildly.

The short disciple hadn't thrown out the Explosive Talisman, and the snow wolves in front of him hadn't decreased in number. They had originally been chasing him, but now that Yan Qingyang was blocking their way, they immediately pounced on him.

Yan Qingyang didn't panic. He pointed with his finger and the Glazed Umbrella appeared in front of him. He then tossed out a small explosive talisman.

Mu Tianhe and Yun Yue were infuriated. Mu Tianhe turned around and pulled Yan Qingyang onto his flying sword.

By this time, the short disciple had already flown into the air. His direction had almost been cleared out by Mu Tianhe, and there were fewer snow wolves. Although there was a snow wolf pouncing towards him, there were also a few icicles.

Mu Tianhe lifted his head to look at the short disciple. With a face as cold as ice, he lifted his hand and a sword qi whistled by, landing on the short disciple's head.

As the sword energy attacked, the short disciple was shocked and almost fell down. He quickly lowered the flying sword.

The moment he lowered his body, he gave the snow wolves an opportunity to attack. The two snow wolves ran towards him, and one of them jumped up to bite his leg and dragged it away.

The short disciple screamed and fell down, falling into the wolf pack.

He had always been timid, but now that things had developed to this point, he could no longer even wield his sword. He shouted out in fear, "Senior-apprentice Brother Lin, save me!"

How could Lin Yemao be willing to save him? The short disciple screamed miserably, but was unable to hold on. Very quickly, the Snow Wolf scratched a few holes in his body.

Everyone was flustered, not caring about him at all. Not long after, he lost all signs of life.

On this side, Mu Tianhe and Yan Qingyang had already flown into the air, followed by Yun Lele and Yue Peng.

"Let's go!" Yan Qingyang said.

Thus, under the pursuit of the pack of wolves, they continued to retreat as they flew towards Qiu Yangfeng.

Finally, they escaped from danger, only to discover that Yue Peng didn't follow them. He was chased by a pack of wolves, and escaped in another direction.

This time, the short disciple was dead for sure, but they never saw the other disciple.

That disciple's sense of presence was extremely low, and he had barely spoken a word. When he had escaped earlier, everyone had forgotten to look and didn't even remember if he had also flown up on his sword.

The few of them stumbled halfway up Qiu Yangfeng before stopping. Coincidentally, they stopped at a place where they could hide from the wind.

Although it was very cold, Yan Qingyang's clothes were almost completely drenched in sweat. His fiery red cloak was stained with blood, and all of the fox fur on his body was tied up. It was no longer as beautiful as it had been before.

Luo Xing was also in a very sorry state, but her clothes were top quality magical equipment and she hadn't put in much effort just now. She looked much better than Yan Qingyang.

"Yan Qingyang, you dare to harm a fellow sect member!" Luo Xing said angrily as soon as he landed.

"Which one of your eyes saw me killing him? He's the one who harmed me, alright? " Yan Qingyang said without looking up. She had expected Luo Xing to say this.

"If it wasn't for you, it would have been impossible for him to have fallen from his flying sword. Just you wait, I will definitely report this to Master when we return to the sect. You just have to wait to be punished!" Luo Xing said as he took out a white handkerchief and wiped his face.

"Are you blind? If you have the ability, just tell me!" Yan Qingyang said without a trace of politeness.

There was no evidence. What could a camel say?

Mu Tianhe tilted his head to look at Luo Xing and Yan Qingyang. He said curiously, "Eh, shouldn't you sue me? Go complain to my dad! "

Luo Xing gritted her teeth. How could she dare to sue Mu Tianhe? With Ling Qianhe's famously stingy and protective personality, wouldn't he just scold her to death? Besides, she had no reason to report to Mu Tianhe. After all, the short disciple was the first to frame Yan Qingyang.

Yun Yue was panting heavily as she laid on the ground, unable to calm down. Then, she slowly sat up, looked at Luo Xing sideways, and said, "You still have the face to complain? Who just abandoned us and ran away? "

"I want to scout with Senior-apprentice Brother Lin first!" Luo Xing refused to admit defeat. She had already come up with an excuse long ago.

"Che … do you think we are Ji Zhongshan?" "Is it that easy to deceive?" Yun Yue said without any trace of politeness.

"Forget it!" Yan Qingyang waved his hand to stop the two of them from continuing their quarrel. She turned to Luo Xing and said, "Senior Sister Luo, we're not on the same side. It's better if we separate as soon as possible! In my opinion, it would be better for you to return and report back to the sect! "

Luo Xing rolled his eyes. Of course she wouldn't go back. She still had to stop Yan Qingyang from looking for Longjiang Grass!

Lin Mu didn't understand why Luo Xing had to follow Yan Qingyang. Along the way, several disciples of the Cloud Flower Sect had died. Now that he didn't know whether Yue Peng was alive or dead, he was slightly worried.

However, when he saw Luo Xing's appearance, he knew that Luo Xing definitely wouldn't return to the sect.

As a protector of flowers, he had no choice but to protect them to the end.

He also hoped that he could follow Yan Qingyang because following Yan Qingyang was the same as following Mu Tianhe. It would be much safer.

Yan Qingyang rested for a while and then started on her journey. She wanted to continue up Qiu Yangfeng.

By this time, the sky had already brightened, but the snow had no intention of stopping. It still covered the sky.

The three of them continued to ride their swords against the biting cold wind. Snow continued to fall as they flew towards the peak of Qiu Yang.