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"Let's finish this quickly," Qin Xiao said. "There are still people approaching."

Miao Kaijie clicked his tongue, a rare hint of annoyance in his eyes: "What exactly do these people want?"

"Isn't this great? It gives you the chance to show off your peacock-like beauty," Mo Hanyu said teasingly, glancing at him.

Miao Kaijie: "...Do I look like someone who likes to display their feathers?"

"Not like."

Mo Hanyu chuckled: "Exactly."

Miao Kaijie: "...That's called prejudice."

As she spoke, she suddenly hugged Qin Xiao and began to sob.

"Look at him... he actually thinks of me like that. Waaah... not only is he targeting someone as pitiful and weak as me, but he also says such things about me, it's so heartbreaking—"

Qin Xiao, caught off guard and suddenly embraced: ...

Mo Hanyu:......

Veins bulged on Mo Hanyu's forehead as he forcefully ripped him off Qin Xiao: "You dog—"

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the space, and several bone spikes came flying through the air, passing by Miao Kaijie and Mo Hanyu in the gap of their playful fight, and aimed at Qin Xiao's forehead!

In an instant, the silk thread wrapped around the bone spurs, connecting several bone spurs together and tightening them into a bundle. Miao Kaijie pulled the bundle, and it fell into his palm.

"You really like ambushes, huh?"

Miao Kaijie toyed with the smooth, jade-like bone spur, looked up at Shen Yuran who was looking down at him, and chuckled.

Chen Mo vanished into the shadows. Mo Hanyu, worried that Qin Xiao would get tired from standing for too long, moved him to a tree in the nearby forest, so he could observe the entire scene without being caught in the crossfire.

Qin Xiao sat on a tree branch, with scattered ice flowers still falling around him. He patted Mo Hanyu's head and said, "Be careful. You don't need to take care of me all the time."

Mo Hanyu hummed in agreement, glanced at the blue-clad figure who had drifted over on his own initiative, squeezed Qin Xiao's fingers, and turned to rejoin the battle.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Hearing the sound from the woman in green, Qin Xiao turned his head away uncomfortably.

"You're getting embarrassed now?" Hua Wujian gave him a look that was hard to describe.

"No, not at all." Qin Xiao maintained his indifferent expression, but his reddened earlobes betrayed him.

The woman in green stared at him for a moment, then chuckled and looked away, ceasing her teasing.

"Are you very confident in them?" Hua Wujian asked, looking at the group fighting in the distance.

“If these are the only opponents, then yes.” Qin Xiao looked at Mo Hanyu and suddenly frowned.

Hua Wujian sensed something, raised his head, and chuckled, "It's really lively."

A chilling aura enveloped the entire arena, and a few snowflakes suddenly began to fall from the sky. The entire place seemed to fall silent, and even the sound of the bear smashing rocks seemed to diminish.

Mo Hanyu's expression changed drastically. Miao Kai suddenly leaned back, kneeling on the ground, his lower back almost touching the ground as he slid several feet, seemingly dodging something.

Qin Xiao stood up with a light touch of his toes, gripping his knife and ready to strike, but was stopped by Hua Wujian's silk ribbon.

"You're like a mother hen all day long. You're his girlfriend, not his mother," Hua Wujian said sarcastically.

Qin Xiao frowned, rubbing the hilt of the knife a few times with his thumb. Thinking of his promise to Mo Hanyu, he could only give up for now, restraining himself and not making any rash moves.

Mo Hanyu struck the girl with a palm. The girl shuddered and scrambled to the side, narrowly avoiding the rising ice spikes beneath her feet.

A bone-chilling cold emanated from behind Mo Hanyu. A sudden gust of wind arose, and the grass, trees, and branches rippled outwards like a broken mirror.

In the instant that the invisible wind carried the blades of grass past Mo Hanyu, frost formed around him, and the corner of his clothes was suddenly torn, as if cut to pieces by something.

somebody is coming.

Mo Hanyu glanced at the sky, the golden light almost swallowing up all the other colors in his eyes.

"What do you think, should we retreat?" Miao Kaijie suddenly appeared beside him, exchanged a glance with Qin Xiao in the distance, and understood Qin Xiao's meaning. "The ones who came here are all of high cultivation level."

Mo Hanyu knew, of course. He didn't reply, but frowned slightly and glanced at the disheveled girl: "Let's go."

As he spoke, he flashed to Qin Xiao's side.

Qin Xiao reacted quickly, grabbing his outstretched arm and asking, "What are you doing?"

"I'll carry you down." Mo Hanyu blinked innocently. "Didn't you already discuss it with Miao Kaijie?"

Qin Xiao: "...We only made eye contact for a moment."

"But you still agreed, didn't you?" Mo Hanyu chuckled and withdrew his hand.

"At least two more high-level fighters have arrived. Continuing the fight might not necessarily give us the upper hand," Qin Xiao explained.

Mo Hanyu nodded obediently. He turned around and thought that Miao Kaijie and Chen Mo had also withdrawn from the battlefield. Unexpectedly, Miao Kaijie was attacked by Luo Feng and Shen Yuran and was unable to leave for a while.

"What, you still don't want me to leave?" Miao Kaijie grinned and winked at Luo Feng.

"You think you can just walk away after punching me?" Luo Feng sneered. "It's not that easy!"

"You're really funny, acting like I was the one who started it." Miao Kaijie sneered, his tone full of sarcasm. "You can't accept defeat, can you?"

"Who are you calling a sore loser?!" Luo Feng suddenly erupted in fury, his aura instantly becoming sharp and fierce. "The outcome is still undecided, and you dare to be so arrogant?!"

Miao Kaijie's eyes were cold as he dodged the bone spikes that attacked from behind, and suddenly his right hand shot out. In an instant, countless silver threads surged up from the ground like a raging tide, completely engulfing Luo Feng and the war bear that had almost reached him.

"Speechless." Miao Kaijie tapped his toes and quickly retreated several steps.

The space above their heads cracked open again, but this time, before the bone dragon could even extend its body, tens of thousands of silk threads had already twisted into a thick rope. The rope, like a giant, tightening net, wrapped tightly around the bone dragon with terrifying force. The dense silk threads instantly covered its entire body, and then tightened—even though the bone dragon tried to extend its body from several different spaces, it was still firmly bound by these silk threads, like a vicious dragon with its throat chained shut, unable to move.

Shen Yuran's fingers froze, and shock, even disbelief, appeared in her usually calm eyes.

The churning threads on the ground suddenly contracted, coalescing into several thick, python-like tentacles that coiled around Luo Feng and the war bear with lightning speed. Before they could struggle, the tentacles tightened abruptly, and Luo Feng felt a sudden tightness in his throat, an instant gripping him with a suffocating sensation.

"You're so ungrateful," Miao Kaijie muttered under his breath, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.

Miao Kaijie didn't hesitate and turned to leave, but was attacked again by the enemy whose location was unknown. A gust of wind suddenly rose, and ripples appeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye.

In a flash, shadows spread from beneath his feet. Miao Kaijie lost his footing and fell straight into the shadows, narrowly avoiding the attack.

Chen Mo brought Miao Kaijie back to Qin Xiaomo Hanyu's side, and just as he emerged from the shadows, Luo Feng and Shen Yuran simultaneously broke free from their restraints.

"I've really been underestimated—" Luo Feng's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he rubbed his shoulder, staring intently at Miao Kaijie. Miao Kaijie met his gaze, but instead of panicking, he stared at him for a moment, then suddenly—

She extended two fingers, lightly touched her lips twice, blinked her right eye, and generously blew him two kisses.

Luo Feng's blood rushed to his forehead, and veins bulged on his temples.

I almost couldn't catch my breath.

Seeing the expression on his face, Miao Kaijie withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and turned to meet Qin Xiao's indescribable look.

Miao Kaijie pursed his lips and couldn't help but chuckle.

Qin Xiao: ...

Mo Hanyu rolled his eyes.

"Oh brother, why are you treating me like this~" Miao Kaijie said coquettishly, leaning against Mo Hanyu and wrapping his arms around his neck.

Mo Hanyu got goosebumps all over: "Get lost!"

Miao Kaijie chuckled, his arm still draped over Mo Hanyu's shoulder. Despite his rude attitude, Mo Hanyu made no move.

Luo Feng stared intently at Miao Kaijie. Mo Hanyu seemed to sense this, glancing at him with a condescending air, as if looking down at an ant.

"Who is it?" Miao Kaijie asked inexplicably.

“A member of the Qin Sect.” Mo Hanyu withdrew his gaze, his eyes cold and indifferent.

Miao Kaijie frowned: "Shouldn't these two sects be considered competitors?"

"Who knows?" Mo Hanyu's eyes flickered, and he smiled. "Perhaps the enemy of my enemy is my friend?"

Miao Kaijie: ...

Miao Kaijie couldn't help but glance at Qin Xiao: "Are you really not going to reconsider? I think he can be quite unreliable at times."

"Go die while you're at it." Mo Hanyu said irritably, then turned serious and asked, "Shall we leave now?"

"Where can you run to?" Chen Mo suddenly asked, a hint of weariness in his eyes.

Qin Xiao sighed, feeling helpless.

Hua Wujian sneered, "Scared already?"

Qin Xiao: "If you're so capable, then you do it."

Hua Wujian glanced at him, paused after seeing Qin Xiao's expression, but ultimately said nothing.

Miao Kaijie wanted to speak again. Suddenly, white frost appeared on Mo Hanyu's fingertips, and in an instant, a bone-chilling cold surged and spread like a tide.

The surroundings were rapidly swallowed up by thick frost, the temperature plummeted, and even breathing turned into white mist and ice crystals. The oppressive feeling was as real as a chokehold on everyone's throat.

Frost spread wildly from his body like a living thing, covering the surrounding area in the blink of an eye. The temperature plummeted, growing colder with each breath, and fine ice crystals condensed in the air and fluttered down.

A chilling frost swept across the entire area, as if even breathing could be frozen.

Almost simultaneously, the sound of a zither suddenly rose from the shadows, rapid and sharp, as if it were about to transform into invisible wind blades that rippled outwards—

But it came to an abrupt end.

The melody had barely begun to emerge when it was abruptly choked by an intense chill. The last vestige of its murderous intent, attempting to transform into a melody, was frozen into a piercing, distorted ringing sound!

The next moment, the echo reverberated.

It wasn't a favorable wind, but rather a broken, distorted melody that suddenly swept past everyone's ears.

Without Mo Hanyu needing to say anything more, Chen Mo vanished from his spot, his shadow moving rapidly across the frost, appearing almost instantly before the hider's eyes—

The dark purple vertical pupils were cold and sharp, and the giant black snake bared its ferocious fangs, lunging to bite!

Before the hider could react, and just as the fangs were about to pierce its throat, a rift opened between them in a flash. The bone dragon roared out and slammed into the giant snake!

Despite knocking the snake several feet away, Shen Yuran slowly frowned.

It felt completely unreal, like punching cotton.

The shadow snake landed without causing any damage to its surroundings; it vanished into shadow the instant it touched the trees and the ground.

"They've really joined forces?" Miao Kaijie raised an eyebrow.

Chen Mo returned to the group, glanced at Qin Xiao who was frowning, and hesitated to speak.

The bone dragon slowly swam out of the crack and coiled around the hider, clearly in a protective posture.

"Take your bugs back!" The Hidden One showed no mercy, flicking the strings of his zither. The music transformed into a whistling wind, spurring the bone dragon away.

"I don't know what to do."

Shen Yuran snorted coldly. The bone dragon once again burrowed into the crack and returned to Shen Yuran's side.