2077 Elder Dao, Water Ghost Is Going to Become an Immortal! (2)
Mei Siren’s gaze became complicated. As he spoke, it seemed he tried to enlighten his past self.
“In the same way, you aren’t weak either. In other words, among your peers, you are already very strong.”
“Who would dare to participate in the Saint war on the Shengshen Continent?”
“There were so many Cutting Path Stage and higher void levels on Abyss Island. Did they dare to fight?”
“They did not dare! But at least, you tried once.”
“You are not weak. It’s only that the person who’s your opponent this time around is Xu Xiaoshou. He is the Bazhun’an of this era...”
Mei Siren paused for a moment and there was a faraway look in his eyes.
“There will always be some people who surpassed the times.”
Was this supposed to comfort him?
Situ Yongren finally raised his head, but his face turned even paler. He thought to himself. It would be better if you had not said it.
But he was aware of Mei Siren’s good intentions.
Situ Yongren had always heard of the name ‘Master Siren’, but he had never paid much attention to it.
In the First Hall of Sins, they had even been enemies.
But now, not only did this gentleman not kill him, he even stated his standpoint and tried to assure him...
No matter what, Situ Yongren felt a little warmth in his heart. n0veLbIn
He finally understood why Sword Saint Rao was unwilling to attack this old man despite their different standpoints. Instead, she chose to let him go even if she had to bear the consequences alone.
If Sword Saint Rao had attacked Mei Siren, she would not be punished, even if it was just for show.
However, there were always some people who were so sincere that even pretentious hostility felt like blasphemy.
Unlike Bazhun’an!
Situ Yongren glared at a certain someone.
Its four limbs were short and fleshy, and there were two sets of translucent green wings on its back. Its ears were sharp and long, and its eyes were as big as emeralds. Its cheeks were pink and looked small and cute.
“Elder Dao, Elder Dao, don’t be sad!”
“This is not your fault. If you want to blame someone, blame Elder Yan and Brother Number Two for being so useless that they fell into the enemy’s trap.”
The Divine Elf’s voice was crisp as it tugged Dao Qiongcang’s ear in an aggrieved manner to comfort him.
“Xiao Qi, I’m not sad. I just feel that it’s a pity...”
“Elder Dao, Elder Dao, why do think that it’s a pity?”
“After all, I was the one who sent Elder Yan here. It could be said that I single-handedly helped him to reach where he is today...”
“Elder Dao, Elder Dao, you’re overthinking. He underestimated his enemy and brought this upon himself!”
“That’s different...”
Dao Qiongcang shook his head and pushed away the elf that had turned his ears red. He threw it angrily into the distance.
“Aiyaya!”
The Divine Elf tumbled a few times in the air before its small body stabilized. It put its hands on its hips and said angrily, “Elder Dao, Elder Dao, I advise you not to throw me away like that, or I’ll run away from home!”
“Then go ahead and leave.” Dao Qiongcang looked at it in amusement.
“If I leave, there will be no one to help you analyze the battle situation. You will have to use your brains!” The Divine Elf threatened in a childish voice.
“After you leave, I still have Number Eight, Number Nine, Number Ten, and plenty of good numbers...”
“D*mn it, you’re going to make me die of anger!”
The Divine Elf stomped its feet fiercely in the air a few times. It decided to forget about this 925th failed duel and chose another day to fight again.
“Elder Dao, Elder Dao, you said that you ‘made it happen singlehandedly’ just now. So you’re also the Saint Servant’s trump card?” The Divine Elf’s big eyes rolled, and it slyly launched its 926th attack. It was better to do it now.
“It’s up to you. It looks like it anyway. Someone would say the same thing later. I’ve already thought of an apology.”
“Oh...”
The Divine Elf did not expect Elder Dao to agree. It was momentarily at a loss for words and asked suspiciously, “Why?”