Fantasy Starts With The Ancient Eucharist

Su Xue lowered her head and said, "I am willing to stay and help you manage Yan Yan Island on your behalf."

"Oh?"

"Because my Cultivation Base is really weak, even if I insist on following you, it will only drag you back."

"Su Miss, don't say that." Yun Siqing said: "We are all companions. Since we are companions, we should perform our duties, so how can we hold back?"

"Fairy Cloud, thank you for your comfort."

Su Xue smiled bitterly and said: "Rather than being your oil bottle cheeky, it's better to do my best to help Young Master Xiao do a little trivial thing."

"Besides staying here, I have more time to cultivate so that I can get rid of my weakness and catch up with you as much as possible."

Su Xue clenched her fists and said resolutely: "When I become strong enough, I will definitely follow Young Master Xiao again!"

Xiao Lin thought for a long time and nodded his head heavily, "Also, if that's the case, you can stay."

Having said that, Xiao Lin turned to look at the soldiers and civilians of Yan Yan Island who were kneeling in Wuyangyang, and said loudly: "Everyone, I, Xiao Lin, really want to stay, but there are too many heavy responsibilities on my shoulders. Lack of skills."

"As a substitute, I decided to let this Miss—Su Xue stay here, acting for me to manage all important military and political affairs on Yan Yan Island."

"From today onwards, Su Xue is the new owner of Yan Yan Island. Everything she says is what I mean. Everyone will try to actively cooperate with her and support her to become an excellent leader."

The soldiers and civilians looked at each other and nodded their heads.

"See Island Master Su Xue!"

"See Island Master Su Xue!"

Immediately, Xiao Lin bid farewell to Su Xue, took Yun Siqing, Luo Zhiqiu, and Yun Miaobi and left by boat and returned to the Xizhou region.

"Underworld, I'm going back to the Rogue Cultivators Alliance sub-helm first."

Yun Miaobi said respectfully, "At the beginning, Qiuluo Venerable sent me to lurking in the Rogue Cultivators League to investigate the secret of the cultivation of the chief rudder Zeng Zhennan. Now this secret has not been found out. My mission has not been completed. I must continue to stay. here!"

"Okay, then you have to be more careful when you stay here."

Xiao Lin nodded heavily: "No matter how important the task is, it must be built on the premise of ensuring one's own safety, understand?"

"Emperor Ming, I understand."

Yun Miaobi nodded moved. It is his supreme glory to get the attention of Emperor Underworld.

"Brother, if you decide to go to Nanzhou to find out about the underwater empire now, the younger sister will not be able to accompany you."

Luo Zhiqiu said with some frustration: "The underwater empire lives in the wild sea. Although the location is hidden and the defense is strong, their biggest nemesis is Mu Xiu."

"Because of this, the underwater empire is very sensitive to wood repairs. Restrictions Any wood repairs are half a step closer to the wild sea. If I go with you, I will definitely be discovered."

"I see."

Xiao Lin nodded slightly, and smiled helplessly: "If this is the case, I will go with Fairy Yun."

The matter of Yan Yandao came to an end, and it would make no sense for Xiao Lin to stay in Xizhou.

Immediately, Yun Miaobi returned to the Rogue Cultivators Alliance and Luo Zhiqiu continued to engage in his own investigative work. Xiao Lin took Yun Siqing on his way to Nanzhou.

This tacit team formed temporarily in Xizhou can be considered as a successful disbandment.

Since going to Nanzhou was not too urgent, Xiao Lin did not use the technique of breaking the void, but went on foot with Yun Siqing.

The two of them hurried along the road during the day and found the inn to stay in at night. They went all the way up the mountain, playing, talking and laughing. It was a leisurely hike.

On the early morning of the fourth day, the two of them had just left the inn when a swift black wind suddenly blew in the air.

Yun Siqing was startled, "Young Master Xiao, what is this?"

Xiao Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when the black wind dissipated.

"Don't worry, Fairy Yun, this is our own person."

When the black wind dissipated, it was Qiuluo, with two giant axes on his back, kneeling on one knee respectfully: "Subordinates, see Emperor Ming!"

"Qiuluo, has something happened?" Xiao Lin asked puzzledly.

"Emperor Ming, you previously asked the final general to keep an eye on the three major sects of Zhongzhou and the two big families, and they belonged to Tiandun to monitor day and night together."

"Last night, the Feng Yao faction, the head of the Qingfeng faction, underwent a surprise attack, bloodbathed the Yunzhou Prefecture under the control of the Lanyue faction, killed tens of thousands of people in the Yunzhou Palace, and gave the son of the ghost of the head of the Lanyue faction. Burned alive."

"This incident became the fuse of the Zhongzhou War. The ghosts and sorrows summoned the Lanyue Sect to madly massacre the town under the Qingfeng Sect in Zhongzhou, and the Qingfeng Sect also carried out a large-scale killing in the state capital under the Lanyue Sect. "

"In addition, the Fushan faction, the Ming family, the Wang family, and Zhou Mu of the Rogue Cultivators Alliance have all joined the battlefield. Now in the past half an hour, hundreds of thousands of people have been involved in the battle."

Hearing this astonishing number, Xiao Lin's face was already gloomy.

Just because of the strength of Feng Yao, the leader of the Qingfeng faction, breaking through to the imperial class, such a big battle has been set off.

The disciples of the three major factions and the cultivator of the two major families have been wounded and shed blood for this. Why did they spread the flames of war and cause the people under the rule to be affected as well?

Those unarmed people did not commit any crimes, so why should they pay for the ambitions of the strong?

"Qiuluo, immediately summoned the Eight Venerables and rushed to Zhongzhou as quickly as possible."

Xiao Lin squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Any careerist who takes the initiative to start a war and harm the people of Li people is my enemy, Xiao Lin."

"Emperor Ming, is this necessary?"

Qiuluo suspiciously said: "It's just a group of spirit-class imps who are playing a small fight. Why must the eight Venerables come together? Just one subordinate is enough to end this farce."

Qiuluo's words are true. In the eyes of the ninety-nine level of the eight Venerable gods, the war formed by a group of cultivators of ten and twenty cultivators is really no different from a child's play house.

As long as he wants to, even if he can destroy the barren land of Zhongzhou by himself, it is even easier to force the two sides to stop the war through force suppression.

"Qiuluo, you can't just rely on your developed muscles to do things, you have to use your brain more." Xiao Lin said with a light smile.

"Brain?"

Qiu Luo touched his head the size of a coconut shell with his big hand like a casserole, and couldn't help but be puzzled: "Emperor Ming, what do you mean..."

"The purpose of my trip is not to forcefully suppress, but to convince all cultivators in the entire Central State to convince me, so that I will never dare to start a war casually."

Xiao Lin smiled and said, "Where is the main battlefield of the Zhongzhou War?"

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