"Why?"

Meng Xiang looked at Lao Jun in astonishment, unable to believe that he would refuse so directly.

"They are all mortals, bound by the rules of the continent, and must face enemies that they can't face!"

"I know. ”

"If it weren't for the Ninefold Continent, 60,000 years ago, the simulation world would have been broken through, and I think half of everyone here has only become gods in the last 60,000 years, right?"

"That's right. ”

"Even so, are you still not saving the Nine Continents from death?"

"Yes!"

In the face of Meng Xiang's questioning, Lao Jun answered extremely decisively without the slightest hesitation.

It was as if he could have answers to these questions without thinking at all.

"Why?" Meng Xiang froze on the spot.

Meng Xiang thought about being rejected, but he didn't expect to be rejected so decisively and without any room for maneuver.

Scanning around, what Meng Xiang saw was the same total indifference as Lao Jun.

All the immortals, every one... That's right, it's every one, without exception, that shows the most primitive indifference.

Be indifference to!

"You want to know why?" asked Lao Jun.

Meng Xiang nodded blankly.

Taishang Laojun shook his head helplessly.

"We, the Immortal Buddhas, which one hasn't cultivated for tens of thousands of years? Want us to sacrifice for mortals? Do you think it's possible? Maybe you're selfless, but... We are selfish, and we have the right to be selfish. ”

"What's more, the power of the devil is beyond your imagination, even if we go out, we may not be able to win, this fairy world, you can't enter without coordinates, but if there is an immortal Buddha polluted, the coordinates of our fairy world will be exposed. ”

"Do you think that we will sacrifice ourselves to participate in a war that has nothing to do with us and has a low chance of winning? Defeat is equal to total destruction, do you want us to give up absolute security to save those inferior mortals?"

Lao Jun's words are reasonable.

Meng Xiang was powerless to refute for a while.

Yes, the Immortal Buddhas had no responsibility or obligation to save the Nine Continents at all.

"I beg you, the Ninefold Continent really needs your strength, if it weren't for you, they'd..."

"I'm sorry, Meng Xiang. ”

This time, without giving Meng Xiang a chance to finish speaking, Lao Jun interjected: "No matter what you say, we won't make a move, we are not immortals and Buddhas in the real world, and we don't need to believe, so the death of mortals and the simulation world has nothing to do with us." ”

Lao Jun said, his face became slightly softer.

The immortals and Buddhas were silent, watching this negotiation like this.

Zhu Jue looked around, but also noticed something unusual.

The eyes of each immortal Buddha seem indifferent, but in the depths, there is a trace of very subtle feelings.

A hint of intolerance that is almost negligible.

"You... You guys..."

Meng Xiang lowered his head, his voice trembling constantly.

The fists are clenched, and the nails are almost embedded in the flesh...

"What kind of gods are you!!"

The hysterical roar echoed infinitely in the empty fairy square.

If it were as usual, Meng Xiang was so mad, I'm afraid everyone would have fried the pot and fought with Meng Xiang a long time ago.

But this time, the Immortal Buddhas were able to understand Meng Xiang's feelings, but they remained there as they were.

"The Ninefold Continent has been guarding the entire Simulation Realm since 60,000 years ago, isn't it? If it weren't for them, how many people would be able to stand in the Immortal Realm today?

There was no response, Ren is Meng Xiang shouted hoarsely, and no one reacted in any way.

"They longed for you, they protected you, and now, they need help, why don't you want to take action? God protects mortals, it is indeed not a duty and obligation, but God protects mortals, shouldn't it be a matter of course?!! do you want to live up to mortals' expectations of you?"

Still no response.

And this lack of reaction is the clearest answer at this moment.

We're not going to shoot.

Meng Xiang couldn't believe what he saw.

What Meng Xiang saw was an iron-hearted immortal Buddha, and none of them had a compassionate heart.

"Na... Ares, you're the god of war, aren't you? The orcs believe in you the most, do you want to watch the orcs being slaughtered by demons?"

"Artemis, the elven world tree consciousness is named after you, aren't you the moon god, don't you protect the elves?"

"Yang Jian, you are the god of war of mankind, the myth of mankind, do you want to live up to the expectations of the human race?"

"And Guanyin, Jade Emperor, Rulai, Bodhi, Yahweh, Mammun, Apollo, Poseidon, Lü Dongbin... And everyone here is going to look at the Nine Continents... Watching the whole simulation world die?!"

The wind of depression blew at the moment when the words fell.

All the immortals and Buddhas stood tall, no one responded, and no one was willing to make a move.

Meng Xiang looked at this group of immortal Buddhas blankly.

A nameless rage, burning in the chest!

"You ......" the voice was tinged with a faint cry...

"You unreasonable bastards!!"

"Actually, I don't want to ask you either!"

They are desperate, why do you bear to watch them die?

"That's the place I swore to protect!"

There are my important friends there, and I want to protect them with my own hands, and I don't want to rely on the strength of others!

"Why should they face such a fate, they deserve a better future!"

Tomorrow when war breaks out, it will be a desperate situation, shouldn't we be immortals and Buddhas to protect mortals? Why did it become... Let mortals protect the immortals and Buddhas?

"I've begged you to do this, don't you understand what this means? You are saying cool things in the fairy world like this, don't you really have a guilty conscience......?

"Meng Xiang, that's enough!"

Seeing that Meng Xiang was about to summon the Nine Calamities of Futu, at the last moment, Zhu Jue stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder and stopped him.

Looking back, what Zhu Jue saw was Meng Xiang's resentful eyes with tears streaming down his face.

Unwilling.

These three words were almost engraved on Meng Xiang's face.

Meng Xiang turned his head again and glanced at the immortals and Buddhas.

However, it was still like that, and everyone had no intention of making a move.

"Let's go. Zhu Jue pulled Meng Xiang's arm and turned around to take a step forward.

In the end, are they reluctant to make a move?

The answer of the immortals and Buddhas was in their expressions.

That's enough... That's really enough.

At this moment, Meng Xiang finally understood what disappointment was.

No matter what I say, they won't make a move?

Meng Xiang confirmed this.

Frustrated, he turned around, and under the gaze of the immortals and Buddhas, he kept up with Zhu Jue's footsteps.

I don't force it, but I hope you won't regret your decision today.

The immortals and Buddhas automatically made way for Meng Xiang.

Rescue Negotiations: Failed!

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