Lin Weiwu lost his soul, and his unconscious muttering was heard by Long Yanhua.

"Resist what?" she asked. Could it be that these martial saints still want to unite to resist the great demons of this captive world? It's simply a ridiculous act of hitting a stone with an egg.

The two Martial Saints didn't reply, but their eyes were empty and their faces were pale.

Long Yanhua shouted twice, the expression of the Blood Red Martial Saint still showed no signs of improvement, the great change that had just happened caught a large number of people off guard, the heaven and the earth seemed to be still, there should have been a bustling street outside, but it was quiet at this time, and people were stunned by what they saw.

The old and young members of the Long family carried the two martial saints, Blood Red and Lin Weiwu, who seemed to have suffered a major blow, back to the hall, although the hall was full of porcelain fragments, but there was always a place to sit. Song Ling served tea obediently and sensibly, and under the persuasion of Long Yanhua, the two martial saints finally eased their spirits.

"Is there really no way...... Is it so desperate?......"

The Scarlet Martial Saint, who had calmed down, began to talk to himself again, Long Yanhua was about to inquire and ask the two of them why they were like this, when Lin Yiyun's voice suddenly came from behind him, with a thick and tired emotion, "I'm a little uncomfortable, I'll go back to the room first." ”

He rarely or almost never behaved like this, took the initiative to leave in front of his elders, although his strange behavior was noticed by Long Yanhua, but he didn't investigate it deeply, he hid more and more things from himself~~

nodded, "Then you have a good rest, I'll see you later." ”

Seeing Lin Yiyun's figure pause, she immediately nodded in agreement and left, and then she turned her attention back to the two martial saints.

"Master, wake up. Blood Red and Lin Weiwu seemed to be awake, but in fact, they were silent in their own thoughts and couldn't extricate themselves, and they screamed several times before Blood Red came back to his senses again, "Master, what is the resistance you and Wei Zhen Wusheng are talking about?

"It's unfair, it's unfair! Why does he want to stop us from becoming martial gods! Is there no way?......

The blood-red Martial Saint's eyes were red, and he still couldn't calm down completely, but Long Yanhua had already heard him, and he really wanted to resist that big hand?

Unless there are immortals descending in this world to restrain the big demons, this will always be a captive world, and there will never be a martial god. But how could an immortal appear in the world of the Great Demon's captivity?

"Master, isn't it good to go with the flow?" Long Yanhua couldn't help but say a word of comfort, she hoped that Xuehong could relax, knowing that she couldn't resist, then it would be better to go against the grain. As long as you live happily and freely, isn't it all the same?

"Let it be......" Blood Red seemed to have grasped something, silently reciting four words, over and over again.