"The Lord of the Hidden Pavilion, Don't Be Deceitful" With a cold drink, the bewitching woman's body exploded, and her soul was destroyed.
This made everyone's blood surge and their hearts surged.
Xiang Jiuchen and the three Supreme Elders were the same, only to feel that the anger in their chests had finally vanished.
In the past, Sansheng Pavilion was very low-key, and if there was friction with several other forces, it was mostly forbearance.
Now, they've finally realized that forbearance only makes people feel like bullies.
Only by making a domineering shot can we deter Xiaoxiao And this domineering spirit originated from Ling Xian and from the Hidden Pavilion.
If he hadn't led the crowd to come, Xiang Jiuchen would not have been able to be strong no matter what.
"Hahaha, happy" Xiang Jiuchen looked up to the sky and smiled, and said, "I want to see if those forces dare to start a war with my Sansheng Pavilion."
"I hope that they will go to war, and they will all be wiped out together, and the position of the domain lord should be replaced" The Great Elder said domineeringly, only to feel his eyebrows raised, and swept the bitterness in his chest.
This made Ling Xian smile and smile with relief.
Although today's incident was a big blow to Sansheng Pavilion, Xiang Jiuchen and the others did not suffer a blow, but became full of confidence.
In time, Sansheng Pavilion will definitely be able to be reborn from the ashes and create brilliance "Everyone, clean up the battlefield."
Ling Xianxing's eyes darkened, and he said, "Please bury the bodies of those who died in battle." ” Hearing this, everyone present was silent.
The Sansheng Pavilion that has been reduced to ruins can be rebuilt, and the damaged treasures can also be repaired, but the dead people are really dead.
Relatives, friends, and Taoist companions all died in this battle, which is both a blessing and a sorrow for the living.
Therefore, the Sansheng Pavilion at this moment is sad, and even the heavens and the earth seem to be in mourning.
A moment later, a sobbing sounded, kicking off the howling and crying.
Everyone was weeping and being sentimental, and the whole world was shrouded in sadness.
Ling Xian also sighed, feeling sad.
War is always cruel, and even the Supreme cannot change this.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please mourn."
Ling Xian struggled to get up, his gaze slowly swept over everyone, and said, "Their sacrifice has brought us alive, so please turn your grief into motivation and strengthen yourself."
In this way, you can protect the people you care about and protect the Sansheng Pavilion. ” Hearing this, everyone present stopped sobbing, and then without saying a word, they began to clean up the battlefield.
Their expressions were firm, their steps were calm, and although they were silent, they let Ling Xian see something called fighting spirit, which was growing in everyone's hearts.
This made him more and more pleased, if everyone can turn sadness into motivation, then Sansheng Pavilion will become more and more brilliant.
"I will count the people who died in the war, and their families will all be taken care of by my Sansheng Pavilion."
Xiang Jiuchen floated to Ling Xian's side, and his mood was a little low.
"Okay."
Ling Xian smiled with relief and said, "This is what the Sansheng Pavilion should do, and it must be done. ” "Alas, I'm sorry for them, as the lord of a pavilion, I failed to protect them well."
Blame yourself for Jiuchen.
"The pavilion master doesn't need to blame himself, what you did is good enough."
Ling Xian waved his hand.
"It's not enough."
Xiang Jiuchen sighed and changed the topic: "Don't talk about this, thank you for today's events." ” "That's my responsibility, no thanks."
Ling Xian shook his head slightly, since he took over the position of the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion, he had a premonition that there would be such a day.
"You could have chosen to leave, but you didn't, and you held up the last hope with your life."
The Great Elder spoke, his eyes were full of appreciation and gratitude, and he said, "Just for this, you can afford to bow to the old man." ” After speaking, he bowed deeply towards Ling Xian.
At the same time, Xiang Jiuchen, the second elder, and the third elder also bowed down at the same time, expressing their respect.
In this regard, Ling Xian smiled helplessly and said, "Don't torture me. ” "You can afford it."
The second elder suddenly spoke, with a little guilt and bitterness in his eyes.
The same is true of the three elders.
They had embarrassed Ling Xian and were unwilling to let him become the master of the Hidden Pavilion, but today's events undoubtedly proved their mistake.
This was equivalent to a resounding slap in the face.
"What happened back then, we did it wrong."
The second elder's face was full of bitterness, and he said, "Today, I apologize to you. ” "Back then, I had no eyes, and I hope that the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion will not take it to heart."
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The three elders sighed, both ashamed and bitter.
"I've long forgotten what happened back then."
Ling Xian smiled faintly and said, "It's just that you have different positions and different views, no wonder you." ” Hearing this, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Ling Xian really didn't hold a grudge against them.
And his generosity made them more and more ashamed, and they only felt that they had lived to dogs at their age.
"Let's just get over it, there's no need to mention it again."
Ling Xian shook his head and smiled, he had long forgotten what happened back then, if it weren't for the two of them to bring up the old things again, he might not be able to remember them in his life.
"Haha, I really didn't see the wrong person, with you, the master of the Hidden Pavilion, it should really be my luck in the Sansheng Pavilion."
The Great Elder smiled heartily, his eyes full of appreciation.
In this regard, Ling Xian smiled faintly, moved his gaze to the Lord of Darkness and the others, and said, "The matter is over, you wait, retreat." ” "Yes" Several people gave up their hands, and then stretched out their bodies and disappeared in an instant.
This is the style of the members of the Hidden Pavilion, or the mission.
When Sansheng Pavilion encounters danger, he must stand up and spill his blood, and when the matter is over, he will leave quietly.
"They are the heroes."
Ling Xian sighed with emotion and said, "I don't know anyone, but I am a real hero. ” "Yes, I Sansheng Pavilion, I will live up to them" Xiang Jiuchen's words were sonorous and loud.
"It's enough to have your words."
Ling Xian smiled faintly and said, "I should also go, I believe that after this battle, the cohesion of the Sansheng Pavilion will be stronger, and these people who persist to the end will definitely become the backbone elite of the Sansheng Pavilion." ” "Not bad."
Looking at those figures who were cleaning the battlefield, Xiang Jiuchen's eyes flashed with relief, and said, "I will cultivate these people well and let them become the backbone of my Sansheng Pavilion." ” "It's a blessing in disguise."
Ling Xian smiled faintly and said, "The number of people in the Sansheng Pavilion has decreased sharply now, and I suggest opening the mountain gate wide to replenish fresh blood." ” "It should be so, although my Sansheng Pavilion has always pursued the principle of noble essence and not much expensive, but now that the number of people has decreased sharply, it is indeed time to replenish fresh blood."
Xiang Jiuchen nodded.
"It's none of my business, you make up your mind."
With a faint smile, Ling Xian arched his hand and said, "I'm leaving, farewell." ” With that, his figure faded and disappeared in place.
Half an hour later, however, he returned.
This time, Ling Xian took off his black robe and appeared in his true form.
The identity of the master of the Hidden Pavilion is not suitable for staying in the Sansheng Pavilion, and there will be too much inconvenience.
Therefore, he deliberately made a play and told everyone that the Lord of the Hidden Pavilion had left.
And when he came in his true body, what greeted him was Ning Yan's fury.
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