Then, two burly men suddenly jumped out.

They held shining Miao Daos in their hands, and their eyes revealed greed and ferocity.

After seeing Yiman and others, their eyes lit up, like hungry wolves that had found their prey.

"It's the girl from Butterfly Valley!"

One of the men shouted excitedly.

"The clan leader asked us to come here to guard, but I didn't expect that we would encounter a fish that slipped through the net!"

Another man echoed.

When they saw Lin Mo beside the two women, they were stunned and looked puzzled.

"Doesn't Butterfly Valley allow outside men to enter?"

A man scratched his head and asked.

"Look at this boy's delicate skin and tender flesh, maybe he is the lover of these slutty women."

Another man guessed with a lewd look on his face.

The language used by both was extremely vulgar.

This instantly angered Yiman, who respected Lin Mo very much.

She raised her eyebrows and shouted, "Shut up! You are not allowed to insult Brother Lin!"

"Why, are you angry because we hit you in the heart?"

The big man laughed unscrupulously, and that laughter sounded like the mockery of a devil.

"Brother Hubi, let's kill this annoying guy first. We can each take one of the remaining women. How do you think?"

One of the men suggested.

"Okay! Let's do it!"

The other man hit it off immediately.

The two men held knives and had ferocious smiles on their faces.

Like two vicious wild beasts, they suddenly pounced on Lin Mo.

"careful!"

Iman and A-Cha were both frightened by this scene, their faces turned pale, and they shouted a worried reminder.

However, Lin Mo did not move, as if he did not care about the murderer in front of him.

Just as the two were about to pounce on him, a faint light flashed in his eyes.

The two men were caught off guard, and after looking into his eyes, they trembled all over.

As if under a spell, his movements instantly became stiff.

The next moment, under the surprised gazes of Yiman and A-Cha, the two of them changed direction and swung the Miao Dao in their hands at each other at the same time!

"puff!"

Blood spurted out like a fountain, and the Miao Dao hit the carotid arteries in the necks of the two men.

The two men looked puzzled and astonished, and couldn't understand why their companion, who they had been with day and night, would be so cruel to them.

In the end, both of them fell to the ground and died. Their bodies twitched a few times and then there was no movement.

"This……"

Yiman was stunned and couldn't believe the scene before her.

Why would two people of the same clan, who were so close just now, suddenly attack each other in the blink of an eye?

She had a vague feeling that this matter must be related to Lin Mo, and couldn't help but look at Lin Mo.

And Lin Mo just said calmly: "Let's go."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked forward at a leisurely pace.

Looking at his back, Yiman and A-Cha looked at each other and saw confusion and shock in each other's eyes.

A big question arose in the minds of both of them at the same time.

"What on earth did he do just now to make people of the same clan kill each other?!"

But at this time, they had no time to think about it, and could only hurriedly follow Lin Mo's footsteps and continue walking towards the Butterfly Valley.

……

the other side.

In a simple bamboo house in Butterfly Valley.

Inside the building, an old man with wrinkles on his face and an old woman sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was solemn.

The old man raised his hand slightly, picked up the cup of tea that was still warm on the table, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp, the tea slid down his Adam's apple.

He slowly put down the teacup, his eyes sharp, and said calmly: "Natsume, a cup of tea has passed, it's time for you to make a decision."

Hearing this, the old woman slowly opened her tightly closed eyes.

A light as sharp as a sword flashed in those turbid eyes.

Then she shook her head gently, with a firm attitude.

Seeing this, the old man's face suddenly changed and he became furious.

He stood up suddenly, leaned forward, approached the old woman in an extremely oppressive manner, and said in a low and threatening voice: "How dare you tease me?!"

The old woman did not flinch. She looked directly at the other person and said in a cold voice, "Blood Lady is the treasure of our Butterfly Valley. If we hand her over easily, how will our Butterfly Valley protect itself in the future? Even if we can survive, without Blood Lady, we will be nothing more than an empty shell, existing in name only."

"Natsume, you can rest assured."

The old man Sang Zhi spoke in a deep voice and immediately made a promise, "If you are willing to hand over the Blood Lady, I swear on the honor of the Qianhu Miao Village that I will ensure that your Butterfly Valley is safe and sound and prosperous for generations."

The old woman smiled mockingly when she heard this: "Sangzhi, we have lived for most of our lives. We are not three-year-old children anymore. It is better to stop saying such nice words."

She paused, with a hint of sneer in her tone, "Don't think I don't know what you are up to. Don't you just want to make my Butterfly Valley a vassal of your Qianhu Miao Village and let the women in my valley be at your mercy?"

The old man Sang Zhi's face suddenly became gloomy, as if water could drip out of it.

"It seems that you really intend to refuse my toast and drink the wine for punishment."

He spoke word by word, his tone cold, "Since you refuse to hand it over, don't blame me for being ruthless. Butterfly Valley, just wait for rivers of blood to flow!"

After saying this, he left in anger.

Only the old woman was left in the bamboo building, with a complicated expression on her face.

After hesitating for a moment, the old woman finally got up and followed him out.

At the same time, on another cliff in Butterfly Valley.

A group of graceful women with white veils on their faces were surrounded by a group of burly men holding various weapons.

Among the group of women, the leader was a Gu woman dressed in red.

She wore glittering Miao silver jewelry on her head, which sparkled in the sun.

It was Duoa, the leader of all the women in Butterfly Valley.

Duoa's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's. She stared at the group of people who were besieging them without any fear.

Although those men were numerous, they seemed to be afraid of Duoa and the others. They did not press too hard and just surrounded them without attacking. The atmosphere was subtle.

Just when the two sides were at a stalemate, a steady sound of footsteps came from afar.

I saw a strong man with a fierce aura, holding a charming woman in his arms, walking towards this side at a leisurely pace.

As soon as the men, who were holding sharp weapons and looking alert, saw the newcomer, their expressions instantly became respectful.

They consciously moved to the sides, creating a passage through the crowd.

"Clan leader!"

Someone in the crowd shouted softly, their voice full of awe.

The person who came was Lu Qing, the patriarch of Qianhu Miao Village.

He is in his early forties, in the prime of his life.

There is a centipede-shaped scar on the left cheek, as if a hideous centipede is lying on the face.

As a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, the scar twisted, adding a bit of ferocity.

And when the woman in Lu Qing's arms appeared in everyone's sight.

The women, who were originally full of resentment and ready to continue the confrontation, were stunned at first.

Then a strong hatred emerged on their faces.

"Pan Chunhua, it turns out you're the one behind this!"

A woman couldn't help herself and cursed loudly.