The sea tribes of the West Sea on the surface of the sea have burrowed into the bottom of the sea.

The East China Sea Sea tribes in the sea rushed out of the sea one after another and surrounded Ruan Ling.

The sea tribes of the two seas were mixed together, and they couldn't tell each other apart.

Ruan Ling raised his hand to silence them.

All the sea tribes are looking at her, their dragon god.

Ruan Ling stood in the middle of thousands of sea tribes, wearing only a light white dress, and her dark black hair hung quietly behind her.

Her pale face did not weaken the coercion and momentum on her body, but on the surface of the infinite deep blue sea, it gave her a thrilling and indescribable beauty.

"Today, for the first time, I showed the Candle Dragon body in front of you, not because I wanted to meddle in the affairs of the four seas." Ruan Ling's quiet voice spread out on the surface of the sea.

The Candle Dragon God has always lived far away on the top of Zhongshan Mountain, and does not live in the four seas.

The Four Seas are ruled by the dragons such as the Blue Dragon, and the Candle Dragon God almost never interferes.

Ruan Ling looked around at the dense sea clans who couldn't see their heads at a glance, and said slowly: "I broke this convention and didn't want to rule the four seas. I don't want to see the four seas kill each other, and I can't tolerate the sea tribes of the North Sea, being used by the heavenly realm to fight against their brothers and sisters. ”

When the sea tribes of Beihai heard this, they were all ashamed.

Ruan Ling said: "I know that you are also helpless and compelled. ”

She glanced at her blue clothes.

Bi Sheng stood on the waves, and with the waves, her long hair was draped over her face in a mess, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

Ruan Ling continued: "I want to tell all the Sea Clans that the Dragon Clan is the ruler, you are right, but this is not the original intention of the Dragon God Clan. The four seas are vast, and there are many sea tribes. The dragons are powerful, and they thought that they would be kings and could protect you and protect your seas. But if the dragons want you to do something wrong and kill each other, you can refuse. ”

For the first time, the Sea Tribes had heard such remarks.

All the teachings they have received since their release have taught them that the dragons are their masters, and that they must not disobey any orders of their masters.

Even if the master told them to die, they couldn't frown.

However, today, the Candle Dragon God told them that the meaning of the dragon's existence was originally to protect and protect them. Not to enslave them.

Even Bishang raised her head and looked at her in shock.

Ruan Ling said: "For example, today the world and the underworld are at war, in order to protect our hometown. Please return to the West Sea immediately, keep in touch with the four seas, unite against the Heavenly Realm, do not be deceived by villains, and do not act without permission. Everything, at my disposal. ”

The cry of the sea tribes shook the sky.

Pei Yu shook his head: "Look at this messy sea clan...... It is specified that you can't let Bishang take care of it. Sister-in-law, we are not familiar with Beihai, who is better to manage? ”

In that place in Beihai, Ruan Ling is not familiar with it at all.

But it doesn't matter, she knows that there is a person who must be very familiar.

"Fei Miao, come out." Ruan Ling said loudly.

Bishang was taken aback and subconsciously looked around.

A rich black figure slowly emerged from the sea, revealing its upper body.

His eyes were covered with a black cloth band, but his once lost left arm was intact.

"Fei Miao, you're not dead?" Bishang asked subconsciously.

Fei Miao heard her voice and turned her head to "look" in her direction.

In fact, he can't see anything now.

Bishang walked up to him and said sharply, "Since you are alive, why don't you come to me?" ”