Seeing that all the people who had come to the appointment had arrived, Yang Xuzi, who was sitting on the first seat, stroked his white beard with satisfaction and nodded to Fushuang who was sitting in his deputy's position.

Seeing the disciples of various sects gathered together, quiet and orderly, Fushuang's heart finally settled down a little, for some reason, she has been restless for the past few days, lest something big happen in the sect.

The disciples of each sect sat in their positions in an orderly manner, but there was only one person sitting in the position of the Xiaoyao Sect in the front row of the west, that was Yue Yi, seeing these two people, they walked over without hesitation and bowed to the three people on the main seat and sat down.

"Yueyi, why are you alone? What about Poria cocos? The puzzled Mu Yanran deliberately stretched her head over, and said in a low voice.

Shaking his head honestly, Yueyi, who was also puzzled, looked at the two of them in wonder, "Isn't Poria with you?" I thought the three of you were together all the time. ”

Hearing the sound, Mo Kongjing subconsciously glanced at Mu Yanran, and after discovering the doubts in each other's eyes, they were even more puzzled.

Wasn't it Yueyi who chased after Poria when she ran out yesterday?

Why is it that at this time, people are gone?

Gently glancing at the disciples of the various sects who were sitting in their places in peace, Fushuang paused for a moment and then began to explain his intentions.

"I guess everyone here has heard of the sea disaster in Nishishi, right?"

Many disciples looked at each other for a while, and they all said that they had heard a little about it.

"Elder Coria, just speak up. Don't hide it from all of you here, there is actually a second reason why I, Bi Yunxiao, came to congratulate the next sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect this time. That is the cause of the sea disaster in the West City, and the sea disaster in the West City is uneven. It is difficult to restore the immortal world, a peaceful blue sea and blue sky. As soon as the dignified Tsinghua Xiaoying opened her mouth, she attracted praise and echo from others.

Seeing this, Fushuang looked at her more appreciatively, and then began to brew her emotions and slowly said to everyone.

"The source of the sea in the West City is the origin of many sea areas in my immortal cultivation world, in recent years, the sea disasters in the West City have continued, making the people of the Haiyuan in the West City miserable, and the people are even more bitter, and it is rumored that there are even many krakens who take this opportunity to make waves. It caused the people of Xishihai, who were already overwhelmed, to suffer even more, which was really a great misfortune for me in the immortal cultivation world. ”

lowered his eyes in pain, and there was a rare sadness in Fushuang's tone. If she hadn't gone to investigate herself, how would she know that the situation in the West Market had deteriorated to this point?

Catching a glimpse of Fushuang's sad expression, Xuan Mingzi, who was disapproving, raised his eyelids lazily, and then answered casually. "So this time. The united front of my five major sects has decided to send the youngest and best disciples in the sect to check, and it is necessary to thoroughly investigate the sea disaster in Haiyuan in Xishi, and return Haiyuan in Xishi to a blue sea and blue sky! ”

When he said the end, his tone couldn't help but become firm, and there was no longer the usual laziness in his eyes, but a light called persistence and inevitability flickered, changing his usual lazy and lazy style.

"Bi Yunxiao disciple takes the order!"

Xiaoying immediately took Bi Ling and the charming and enchanting female disciple to stand up and respectfully bow her hands, and said magnificently.

As Bi Yunxiao's disciples expressed their attitude for the first time. The two noble and arrogant disciples of the Ethereal Peak also stood up at the same time and took a step forward, seeing this. Yi Junxiao hurriedly got up from the chair and followed the footsteps of his fellow disciples sluggishly.

"The Ethereal Peak disciple must do his best!"

Seeing that the disciples in the other two sects all stood up to express their attitudes, Mu Ze also stood up expressionlessly when he heard this, this time he came to show goodwill to the Xiaoyao Sect, the second to ask the Xiaoyao Sect for advice, and the third because it was the sea disaster in the West City.

He has already failed the first two, and the last task, no matter what, he can't mess up anymore!

"The Pure Yang Sword disciple has been ordered, and if he is not in the West City, he will not return!"

Hearing that strong and powerful voice, the disciples of the various sects who had been bowing their heads couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the source of the sound.

This sentence of 'not being in the West City, swearing not to return' is enough to show his firm determination.

"Hahaha, sure enough, heroes have been teenagers since ancient times, well said!"

did not hesitate to give Mu Ze words of appreciation, he has always been unruly, and the lazy and lazy Xuan Mingzi favored him even more this time.

What he loved and admired the most in his life was the unswerving temperament of the sword cultivators of the Pure Yang Sword, and Mu Ze's temperament was even more right to his temper when he listened to this frank and stubborn disappointment to death.

Seeing that the other three sect disciples had already expressed their positions, after looking at each other for a moment, Mu Yanran and Yue Yi also stood up.

And the sluggish, a little embarrassed Mo Kongjing, could only stand up together after seeing that everyone was looking at them.

To be honest, she really didn't know what position she was standing on now, who was neither a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sect nor affiliated with any of the five major sects.

"The disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect must obey the orders of the master, the West Market will not be peaceful for a day, and I will not return for a day."

Hearing Mu Yanran and Yueyi's promise, Mo Kongjing, who really didn't know what position to stand on, could only quietly lower his head and bow his hands with them.

It seems that it has been some years since the sea disaster broke out in Xishi, and a natural disaster like this would not be able to alarm the five major sects under normal circumstances.

And this time, the five major sects not only united the front, but also sent all the youngest and most outstanding disciples in the sect, which shows that there are not only great articles in this, but there may also be some unknown shady scenes in it.

In an instant, a lot appeared in Mo Kongjing's mind, and she who had always wanted to protect herself was very clear and clear that at this moment, she should refuse with righteous words.

But when she inadvertently looked up and saw Elder Fushuang's heavy and sad expression, which didn't look like a fake at all, her heart felt as if something had hit her hard.

Is it just to ignore the self-preservation?

If the situation in Xishi Haiyuan is really so bad, then will she continue to watch coldly when she has been involved?

Ask yourself, she Mo Kongjing has never been a kind person, let alone a so-called good person, but now she suddenly doesn't want to back down and refuse.

She knew that she couldn't make a big deal, and in such a cruel world, she could only make her die less miserable, but in addition to protecting her life, she also wanted to save the people who were suffering!

"Very good, you are all the leaders of my five major sects, this trip to the West Market, all the expenses will be borne by my Xiaoyao Sect, you can rest assured of the backup problem, now, raise the sails and set off!"

Fushuang, who came out of grief and pain all of a sudden, stared at the majestic disciples, and said with satisfaction.

"But before that, you also need leading figures, there are just two of them here, and they won't be hidden, so come out." Xuan Mingzi on the side changed his words, and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

(To be continued.) )