I saw an old man with a big hole in his chest walking forward with a hunched body.
"I disagree!"
Hearing this, the Phoenix couple became angry.
Feng said coldly.
"Now that Suzaku is injured, if the evil sect attacks from the south again and the city's defenses are broken, will you be responsible?"
Huang Ying responded to Feng's words.
"The Four Spirits have been stationed in all directions for many years. Now that Suzaku is in trouble, why should we not lend a helping hand!"
"What's the fuss about?"
A voice came from the door, and everyone who was arguing in the room suddenly became silent and all looked towards the door.
I saw Di Jiang appearing at the door of the room.
At this time, his face lost its usual cynicism, and his serious look calmed everyone.
Except for Gou Mang, who had not returned from his trip, the rest of the Twelve Ancestral Witches followed him.
"You didn't even tell me that such a big thing happened, but you still have me in your eyes!"
Di Jiang looked at the people in the room with a sullen face, and powerful pressure was released. For a moment, everyone present except Taotie and Di Jiang fell to their knees on the ground.
Taotie knew that he had made a mistake by getting Di Jiang drunk today, so he hurriedly said.
"Don't be so quick to get angry. Let's discuss Suzaku's matter first."
Di Jiang was usually easy to get along with, but at this time he had to show his dignity.
But even with Dijiang suppressing the formation, the scene was still chaotic.
The people present were divided into two groups. One group supported aiding Suzaku, while the other group firmly disagreed.
"You still don't know what that black light is? Suzaku was just scratched and looked like that. Now, we don't know anything about that weapon. How can we go forward rashly? It will only cause greater casualties!"
Both parties held their own opinions and had a heated argument.
Just when he was about to have a headache, Xuangui secretly climbed onto Di Jiang's shoulder and whispered to him.
"Lord Dijiang, when I was observing Ye Fan before, he once said that there are several auras in Guangming Pavilion that are very similar to everyone's spiritual power, but not exactly the same. It is very likely that they are undercover agents of the evil faction."
Xuan Gui lay next to Di Jiang's ear and whispered while no one was paying attention.
"You have spent a whole day with him today. If you can trust him, why not ask him to help."
Dijiang naturally knew what Xuangui meant, and he wanted to see if any of these people had different spiritual powers than others.
He thought for a moment, but couldn't find a better way, so he whispered back next to Xuan Turtle's head.
"Bring him here now, quickly!"
Xuangui tied up Di Jiang's clothes, slipped down, squeezed out through the crack in the door, and ran to Ye Fan's room.
After Ye Fan returned to his room, he kept thinking about the evil faction's invasion.
"Although we were brought to Guangming Pavilion by Jumang, none of these people particularly trust us."
Nan Yu said to Ye Fan.
"If this continues, we don't know when and what day we will be able to rely on the power of Guangming Pavilion."
Ye Fan thought carefully.
"If we can contribute to their fight against the evil faction..."
Ye Fan didn't finish what he said, but Nan Yu already understood.
"How can we gain their trust when they are still wary of us?"
Nan Yu frowned and looked at Ye Fan with a troubled expression.
"There is no need to rush this matter. Our time in this world is still short, so we are not so anxious to find the space-time gate."
Ye Fan placed a soft kiss on Nan Yu's forehead.
"You suffered in the last world, and I will never let you be hurt again in this world."
"Ye Fan!"
A black turtle's voice came from the door of the room.
