Who would raise a villain as a wife?

Qian Qiao muttered to herself, "It's so easy to be a good person? It doesn't feel bad."

He Yunjing's smile deepened. Although Qian Qiao's personality was still a little weird, it was much better than when he first met her, when she was ready to kill people at any time.

He Yunjing patted his head with relief, "So good."

It was a bit like the tone of coaxing a child. Qian Qiao was used to it and didn't feel disgusted. She reached out and took the cloth bags from He Yunjing's hands, turned around and threw them all into the jar.

He Yunjing waited for them to get on the carriage, but several of them were too badly injured to walk, and the remaining few who were relatively well did not have the strength to take them away.

He Yunjing frowned slightly, but after seeing Mu Wan's look, he still moved and drove the carriage over.

But it was still a bit difficult to carry the seriously injured person onto the carriage. He Yunjing spoke to Qian Qiao, and when he saw the person nod, he went to lend a hand, and easily picked up the person and put him into the carriage.

The carriage was not big, and everyone got on except a few who could still walk. He Yunjing could only walk with Qian Qiao and lead the horse.

Fortunately, the journey was not far and they arrived in half an hour. With the help of the villagers, Mu Wan settled the sisters in the sect and gave the token of the Huansha Sect to He Yunjing.

"I can't repay you for saving my life. If you can be of any use to me in the future, we will do our best to help you."

Mu Wan's words were sincere and she was not just talking, so He Yunjing accepted it. After all, it was up to him whether to use it or not.

He Yunjing was about to leave, but was stopped by Mu Wan. She asked, "Young man, are you going to Broken Moon Cliff?"

Broken Moon Cliff is where the Demon Cult is located, not far from here. Recently, all the martial arts sects have headed to Broken Moon Cliff, and the Demon Cult disciples have also started ambushing nearby, and have already severely damaged many sects.

Mu Wan said, "There is a person in the Demon Sect who is good at using poison. His poison is colorless and tasteless, and it is hard to guard against. Young man, please be careful."

This was relatively useful news, but with Qianxiu around, he was not worried at all. He just nodded and set off again with Qianxiu.

The road ahead was difficult for the carriage to travel, so He Yunjing decisively abandoned the carriage and rode a horse with Qian Qiao, arriving at Broken Moon Cliff before being besieged by various sects.

The two men had already changed into combat gear and were hiding behind a large rock to watch the show.

He Yunjing didn't want to take part in any melee, mainly because it was too tiring. He just wanted to see if the righteous martial arts sect could defeat the evil sect after the plot was disrupted.

If he wins, he will just sit back and reap the benefits.

If he loses, he will take action at the last critical moment.

No matter what the reason is, all the martial arts sects are indebted to him, and they can no longer hold on to what Qianxiu did in the past.

He Yunjing also told Qianxiu about this in advance, and Qianxiu agreed. After all, he didn't want to be hunted down by the righteous martial arts world, and he didn't want Yunbao to be in danger.

Soon the fight between good and evil began. The scene was extremely chaotic. Moreover, the Demon Cult had all kinds of evil ways, and now they were on the Demon Cult's territory. The righteous martial arts community was quickly suppressed and it was difficult to hold on.

Qian Qiao lay on a big rock and complained, "They are so useless! We can't even beat them."

He Yunjing found it funny. "The magic trainers' skills are different from those of the righteous. They prefer to take shortcuts and have no bottom line, so they will naturally suffer losses."

"So my bugs have no limit?"

"It depends on how you use it. If you just release a bunch of bugs to bite people for no reason, that's despicable. But if you want to save people, poisonous bugs can also become life-saving medicine."

"I know, that's called fighting poison with poison, but I only learned witchcraft and poison techniques, not medical techniques. Sister is very good at it."

He Yunjing asked curiously, "Did your sister study medicine?"

Qian Qiu nodded and said, "Sister is very accomplished in medicine and is the best female doctor in the clan, so she was sent out by the stinky old man.

But I don't understand why Sister won't tell me what she did outside, nor who Rainbow Dash's father is. The old man also kept it from me, and just told me to take good care of Rainbow Dash and forget about Sister. "

Qianqiu's mood became low. That was his elder sister whom he depended on for everything. How could he forget her?

He Yunjing patted his back, "Hasn't this been found? No matter why, your sister's death must be related to Zhong Ziyou."

Qianxiu nodded. His biggest wish now was to kill Zhong Ziyou and get his sister's poisonous insect back.

After waiting for a while, Qian Qiao saw that the righteous martial arts sects were really unable to win and the leaders of several sects were in trouble. Then he picked up the bone flute and started playing.

There were also many poisonous insects on the Broken Moon Cliff. Guided by the sound of the flute, they crawled out from everywhere and began to attack the disciples of the Demon Sect.

For a moment, the people on both sides were very confused, but before they could react, a dark shadow appeared strangely, rushed to the front, and with knives in both hands, he repelled the evil cult that trapped the leader of the righteous sect.

This move was very obvious. Although the righteous martial arts community was unwilling and felt humiliated, their biggest enemy at the moment was still the Demon Cult.

Several sect leaders looked at each other and immediately dispersed. Half of them followed He Yunjing to fight against a dozen hall masters of the Demon Sect, and the rest returned to help the defeated disciples.

Qianqiu's poisonous insects were very suitable for supporting, and He Yunjing's martial arts were unstoppable. The situation was soon reversed, and both wanted to take down the Demon Cult in one fell swoop.

But He Yunjing knew that this was unlikely, and he didn't dare to stay too far away from Qian Qiao. He had a feeling that Zhong Ziyou seemed to have a great interest in Qian Qiao, or that Zhong Ziyou had a great interest in the poisonous insects of Miaojiang.

Sure enough, shortly after the situation reversed, Zhong Ziyou finally took action and rushed directly towards Qianxu at the edge of the battlefield.

He Yunjing had been paying attention and immediately caught up and intercepted Zhong Ziyou halfway, and the two started fighting again.

Zhong Ziyou is a martial arts expert, and He Yunjing is not bad either. After fighting for a long time, it was difficult to tell who was the winner.

Qian Qiao was anxious and wanted to use the poisonous insect he raised, but he thought of the last time. If he hadn't been reckless and disobedient, He Yunjing wouldn't have been implicated.

He clenched his fists tightly, restraining his anger and murderous intent towards Zhong Ziyou, and grabbed the bone whistle hanging around his neck and blew it.

A loud whistle sounded through the sky, followed by a buzzing sound. Qianxiu turned around and ran away without stopping.

He Yunjing also fought and retreated. When the righteous martial arts world saw their big helper retreating and saw that their own disciples had suffered heavy casualties, they had no choice but to order a retreat and prepare for long-term planning.

Qian Qiao ran away and hid quickly, but he didn't expect that Zhong Ziyou also had a backup plan. The moment he took off his mask, he sensed the presence nearby.

He immediately became alert and noticed the incense in the air, which would not be fatal but would make people lose their strength.

Qian Qiao raised an eyebrow and immediately activated the poisonous insects in his body to resist the incense.

At the same time, several shadows chased up from one direction. A woman in red was holding a big red peony in her hand. She looked charming and had a smile on her face. "As expected of a Miao native. She is so alert that she can resist the incense I made."

Qian Qiao turned to face the newcomer, holding the bone flute tightly, "Since you know that I am from Miaojiang, you should know that your little tricks will not work on me at all!"