The sect is full of evildoers, but I am the eldest brother.

"Elder Ying, is Senior Brother Ye really that weak?"

Xiao Jianxin was puzzled: "I once witnessed my senior brother fighting the Dragon Emperor. Logically speaking, even if Senior Brother Ye is weaker, he wouldn't be beaten to death by an ordinary person, right?"

"You worry too much. It's really that serious."

"I just said...what?"

Xiao Jianxin was stunned. Is it really that necessary?

Is Senior Brother Ye really so vulnerable?

Ying Yucheng answered Xiao Jianxin's doubts with a smile:

"He used to be very strong, stronger than anyone else, but now, as you can see on the surface, he is weak and can be knocked down with just one punch."

"Perhaps if the high priest hadn't mentioned Jiang Tang'er, he would have been a little stronger than he is now, but he would only be at the Tuo Yuan realm. Now..."

Ying Yucheng looked at Ye Yongzhen, who was supported by Xiao Qingyue, with his head lowered, and looked like he was dying. He covered his chin and thought: "It's amazing, he has fallen to the level of a mortal in an instant."

"Much weaker than Gu Yi..."

Xiao Jianxin frowned slightly.

I thought that it was okay for the eldest senior brother, but how come even senior brother Ye was like this?

"Elder, do you know why Senior Brother Ye became like this?"

"Well..."

Ying Yucheng asked with a smile: "Jianxin, do you know what the ruthless swordsman is most afraid of?"

"The swordsman is ruthless, but not the blade."

Xiao Jianxin said: "As a ruthless swordsman, you should not be sentimental."

"Yes, what do you think..."

Ying Yucheng asked again: "Is the Qingshan guest nowadays affectionate or heartless?"

"The feeling that Senior Brother Ye gives me..."

Xiao Jianxin frowned and thought deeply, "This doesn't seem like what a ruthless swordsman should be like."

"That's not right."

Ying Yucheng laughed, then his gaze rested on the maple leaf embroidered on Ye Yongzhen's blue shirt, and he sighed aloud, "The maple leaf is the most affectionate, its dance conveying longing. A ruthless swordsman, once he develops emotions, will no longer be the same ruthless swordsman."

"Unless he can cut off the unnecessary emotional ties, otherwise, this is how his life will be."

"Senior Brother Ye is unable to sever his emotional ties?"

Xiao Jiaxin was suspicious.

Could someone like Senior Brother Ye also be trapped by love?

"No, he can cut off the relationship at any time, but he doesn't want to."

Ying Yucheng seemed to see through everything and chuckled, "You can never wake up someone who's pretending to be asleep. Once he's had enough sleep, he'll naturally wake up."

“When you wake up from your dream, those who should come back will come back naturally.”

Xiao Jianxin nodded, not quite understanding what he meant.

The elder is worthy of being an elder. What he said is so profound that I can't understand it at all.

However, even that Senior Brother Ye has become like this...

It is true that there are 80,000 words in the world, but the word "love" is the most difficult to understand!

Xiao Jianxin probably couldn't understand this feeling.

How can a wooden-headed person who only cares about the interests of the people understand the love between young men and women?

"Okay, I say!"

Dong'er gritted her teeth.

She came to the Fifth Realm when she was seven years old, just as the war broke out. After that, all the teleportation altars were destroyed, and she and several of her peers were the last batch.

If possible, they also want to find a quiet place away from the world.

Live a life in peace and tranquility.

But now, the race is dying...

Once their race becomes extinct and they arrive in the Five Realms prematurely, they will be unable to practice cultivation or reproduce, and their fate will be to die of old age.

Right and wrong are no longer up to them.

Over the years, Dong'er has regained the feeling of home in Hai Nianxiang. She is unwilling to hurt this good sister who has taken care of her for ten years without asking for anything in return.

At the same time, she also hopes that this good sister can live well for the rest of her life.

To do this, they would do anything, even if it meant betraying their own ethnic group.

In fact, the Sirens all knew that the extinction of their race was an irreversible destiny.

Ten years ago, that attempt was unsuccessful.

Now that the teleportation altars have been completely destroyed, the powerful people in the clan cannot come in person.

How can we talk about slaughtering all the creatures in the five realms, how can we talk about replacing them?

What else can we say? Is taking a screenshot a glimmer of hope?

Dong'er also didn't know what plans the tribe behind the scenes had.

But for Hai Nianxiang, she was willing to tell everything she knew!

"'Projection' is expected to start tomorrow."

Dong'er's eyes suddenly dimmed. "We don't know exactly what to do. Our instructions are to stay on standby and wait for further instructions."

Ye Yongzhen and Gu Junming looked at each other in confusion.

What does the so-called "projection" mean?

The teleportation altar has been completely destroyed.

Could it be that those giant seas outside in the North Sea have found some way to invade the Five Realms?

Fortunately, the Siren landed in Beixuan.

There is only a sea in between.

If it were the void chaos of the Eastern Divine Realm, or the abyssal cliffs of the Western Heaven Realm...

Even the wilderness of Nanwu Territory would not be so easy to come by.

"Song Chunxia, ​​as agreed, give each of them a poison pill."

"Why me again?!"

Song Zhitao's expression suddenly changed: "The promise you made should be made by you. What does it have to do with me?"

"Besides, you still owe Hua Gong so much debt and haven't paid it off. How can you be so ashamed?"

"Then you all know that I am in foreign debt."

Ye Yongzhen said as a matter of course: "I am penniless, what can I give?"

"Hurry up, you, the Flower Palace Goddess, are the richest here."

"Don't you see? Jun Ming haggles over the price of a vegetable. Xiao Qingyue doesn't care what kind of pill it is, as long as she can eat it, it's a good pill. Not to mention your Xiao Aozi, all the money is on the second in command."

"If you don't give it, who will?"

Song Zhitao's mouth twitched. "Finally, I'll ask you one more question."

"There are so many sea monsters. How did you know I had extra poison pills?"

"I'm a decent person, how could I possibly peek at your sachet?"

"What color is the sachet?"

"I don't know what purple and green sachets are!"

Everyone was ashamed, and they refused to change their bad habits and confessed without being punished.

That punch was a little too light after all.

Song Zhitao shook her head helplessly, then she took out a purple sachet. This was not just a decoration, but a storage magic weapon made by Song Zhitao herself.

The space it can accommodate is a hundred times that of a high-level storage ring!

It can even become a small cave in itself!

Song Zhitao waved her jade hand lightly, and countless small and exquisite poison pills flew out of the sachet, dragging faint colorful tails and slowly fell into the hands of the sirens.

Dong'er took the poison pill from her and subconsciously looked for the figure again.

But the moment his eyes met Hai Nianxiang's.

Dong'er would quickly move away again, trying her best to restrain herself from looking at Hai Nianxiang.

The more I look at it, the more reluctant I feel, and the more I look at it, the harder it is to let it go.

"Let's go."

Old Chen patted Dong'er on the back and turned to walk towards the sea.

Seeing this, the other sirens also turned around and followed Lao Chen's pace.

Slowly, some changes occurred in their bodies...

Silver-gray, jet-black, and even azure scales crawled up their arms, and their feet transformed into fish tails. Their eyes were narrow and long, their nostrils had become gills, and their teeth were thin and sharp...

He walked as if dragging his body, slowly and rustlingly.

It looks very much like the mermaids in the legend who once followed the dragon clan.