She asked again: "By the way, how's it going with the vampires?"
Emperor Shitian shook his head: "Elder Feiyang has sent someone to deliver the message there, but he has not received any reply yet."
"Really?" Ye Xiyue's lips curled up slightly, "I remember that I didn't see them in the Immortal Mountain at that time. How come it has been so long and there is still no news?"
Emperor Shitian looked at her for a moment.
The two of them had the same mind, and with just one glance, they instantly understood each other's thoughts.
——The vampires have a problem!
Emperor Shitian thought for a while and said, "Do you want to ask?"
Ye Xiyue had the same plan in her heart.
She nodded and said in a calm tone: "It just so happens that I have something to discuss with the elders of the Presbyterian Church."
Emperor Shitian's eyebrows moved slightly.
Xiaobai also felt a thump in his heart, and looked at Ye Xiyue nervously and worriedly.
discuss?
Does the master have anything he needs to discuss with those people?
The most important thing she should do now is to have a good rest!
His little hands grasped Ye Xiyue's sleeves and were reluctant to let go.
After everything he had gone through before, he now wished he could stay by Ye Xiyue's side all the time.
Ye Xiyue touched his little head and comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry, I can't run away."
With her current physical condition, she would probably be tired if she walked a little longer, so why run?
Not to mention Xiaobai, anyone on this entire Shenfeng Cliff would easily be able to catch up with her.
Xiaobai wanted to comfort her, but didn't know what to say.
He originally thought that after the master woke up and faced such a situation, he would definitely collapse, but in fact he didn't at all.
Her attitude was as calm and calm as if it had nothing to do with it.
But it would be wrong to say that she didn't react. Every word in her words clearly showed that she had a clear understanding of her physical condition.
It is impossible for her not to know what losing one's spiritual roots means to a cultivator.
Especially a genius who has stood at the top.
Xiaobai himself found it unacceptable even if he thought about it, let alone Ye Xiyue himself.
But from the beginning to the end, her performance was impeccable, to the point where people didn't even know how to say words of comfort.
While he was secretly struggling, Ye Xiyue had already raised her legs and walked towards the direction of the Presbyterian Hall.
…
Presbytery.
The atmosphere was solemn and extremely quiet.
Ye Xiyue sat at the top, and several elders lined up on both sides.
They had already known the news of her waking up, but thinking that she was recovering from a serious illness and not disturbing her too much, they endured it and wanted to wait until Ye Xiyue's condition got better before going to see her.
Unexpectedly, it was Ye Xiyue who came over first.
Baili Songquan glanced at Ye Xiyue carefully and asked carefully: "How does the goddess feel now?"
Ye Xiyue smiled slightly.
"Master has already checked my pulse and said there is no big problem. Besides, my health is good and I will recover after a while."
Of course, this does not include the matter of her spiritual roots being taken away.