Mr. Zhao looked ahead and suddenly became serious. He said calmly: "Do you know why the sect doesn't let you go out within a month?"
"I don't know, I'm wondering." Xu Jie shrugged and said.
"That's because the alien race will have a particularly large riot in the near future. In the face of that kind of impact, you will become as fragile as tofu, and will easily be crushed by the alien race." Zhao Lao said seriously: "So naturally, the sect will not let you go out and die, and can only issue an order not to go out."
Listening to Mr. Zhao's words, Xu Jie frowned and asked, "What? Let the aliens rage?"
Mr. Zhao glared at him and said, "You kid, after I finish saying it, it is natural that we cannot let the alien races rage. On the contrary, we must kill the alien races in the near future. Moreover, we will directly dispatch advanced cultivators to carry out devastating attacks on the alien races."
"Aren't you afraid of being anxious to jump over the wall?" Xu Jie sneered.
Zhao Laoyu glanced at him again and said, "Can you shut up first? You will die when I finish talking."
Xu Jie spread his hands and stopped talking awkwardly.
"The dog is desperate to jump over the wall? It depends on whether these alien races have the ability. After all, this land is the territory of human beings. Even if the alien race jumps around, it will sooner or later be a life of defeat. A few days ago, news came from the headquarters of the Galaxy Alliance that a super strong man was angered by the alien race and directly ordered the all-round massacre of the alien races in person, so that all major sects could actively cooperate."[
Mr. Zhao picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and continued: "The reason why the elite human cultivators outside asked to return to their respective sects is to prevent these foreign races from dying on the way the super strong men massacred the alien races, causing too many unnecessary casualties. As for those ordinary low-level cultivators living outside, major forces will make adjustments as soon as possible and transport them all to a safe place, and will not leave them alone."
"Although, in the eyes of some high-level cultivators, low-level ordinary cultivators are like ants, after all, they are all cultivators within their own jurisdiction, and it is impossible to ignore them. As for how many ordinary cultivators can be protected, it depends on the meaning of the bosses of major forces. As for our Jingwu Sect, the order issued by the sect leader is to protect all ordinary cultivators and minimize casualties."
"Actually, this is the greatest redemption. As for why we didn't do this before, it depends entirely on the meaning above. We are just small senior executives and cannot play a real decisive role." Mr. Zhao sighed and then sighed.
Yes! In this world where strength is respected, people without extreme strength will eventually be crushed by rules. This rule is formulated by top powerhouses on the mainland.
After hearing this, Xu Jie didn't say anything for a long time, and he couldn't find what to say. What's more, this is the best way, what else can he pray for? As for why the human senior officials did not order this to do it some time ago when foreign races were also rampant some time ago, it was not something he could do.
Even, to be honest, what does ordinary people have to do with themselves? Xu Jie can't control so many people. The reason why he maintains a caring attitude is that everyone is the same clan. In the face of the catastrophe, most people only want to be able to protect themselves.
In order to survive, he even abandons his wife and children, friends and relatives, and ignores nothing. Should he save such people? Although that is only a small part, how much can the world come into being if you want true friendship?
Miscellaneous thoughts kept flashing in Xu Jie's mind, and for a moment, he was also a little confused and messy.
Who is the world in charge of ups and downs, the vast earth, life and death are from heaven?
Suddenly, Xu Jie stood up and whispered: "Old Zhao, is there anything wrong? If it's okay, I'll go back first."
Mr. Zhao sighed and said, "Go back! Remember not to go out within a month. You have to remember that the power of a person is just a drop in the bucket. Not only can you save more people, but you will also lose your life."
Xu Jie did not go to see Mr. Zhao, and said, "I know, then I will go back first." After that, the person quickly disappeared from the spot, and no afterimage was left.
In the empty hall, Old Zhao leaned against the mahogany chair, looked at the direction where Xu Jie disappeared, sighed deeply, and his body slowly disappeared from its original position, as if a gust of wind, without any trace.
After Xu Jie bid farewell to Mr. Zhao, the complex mood in his heart lingered for a long time. He originally thought that he could turn a blind eye to the life and death of ordinary people, and he thought that he could be like a stone of iron. But after spending half a year traveling around in various places, his heart seemed to have a throbbing feeling. An inexplicable emotion naturally arises.
When he watched the vivid lives lost under the sharp claws of the alien race, he found that he could not ignore everything, could not do the heart as iron, and could not turn a blind eye to the life and death of ordinary people. The despair, helping, sad, empty, and fearful eyes before his death still gently touched his heart.
Fortunately, he didn't realize that he thought he could save the world. Otherwise, Xu Jie would have been dead for a long time now.
With the cool breeze blowing, Xu Jie's heart slowly calmed down and he thought to himself, "So, are you still so deceiving yourself?"
Xu Jie immediately raised his head, and a confident smile of sunshine appeared on his handsome face again. My life is dominated by myself! No one can control it, even the god of death cannot!
Xu Jie's stubbornness and tenacity in his bones that were inspired by Xu Yao was sublimated again at this moment!
A few minutes later, when Xu Jie returned home, the delicate white horizontal table in the warm restaurant was filled with delicious food. And Xu Yao was like a little wife waiting for her husband to return, quietly waiting in front of the door, her eyes full of expectation. She supported her beautiful cheeks with peerless pairs, this scene made Xu Jie deeply intoxicated again.
He slowly hugged Xu Yao's slender waist, buried his head deeply into Xu Yao's white and smooth soft neck, took a deep breath, and said softly: "Wife, you are so nice."
Xu Yao hugged Xu Jie's broad waist and said softly: "Who is it good to you if you don't treat you well! Bad husband, come and try the dishes made by my wife. I haven't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if it's still delicious."
Xu Jie slowly let go of Xu Yao, then gently kissed Xu Yao's tender lips that were so soft that it could be blown. He sucked greedily for a while, and then smiled and said, "As long as it was made by my wife, I like to eat anything."