"You go back and find some reliable skills and keep a close eye on me."

"Yes. My subordinates surrender."

The man was about to go out, Baili Feiyue thought of Suyi and called the disciple to ask, and concluded that Suyi was also brought.

According to the news she received, Suyi had completely recovered.

After recovering, she left with Yin Xuanmo, which only means that she wanted to leave with him in her heart.

If Su Yi was unwilling, Jiuer and the little prince baby would not have allowed Yin Xuanmo to smuggle people out of Dajing Kyoto without knowing it.

Baili Feiyue still has this trust in Jiuer and the little prince baby.

Anyway, Yin Xuanmo and others are fine, and they should meet her soon.

Then I will observe Suyi carefully and ask her what she thinks.

He asked another disciple, "Where is the 300,000 army in Xiyue Kingdom? Is there any abnormal movement?"

Although the holy city is large, the holy city, which is already crowded, cannot fully accommodate 300,000 troops.

Therefore, it is said that the 300,000 troops of Xiyue Kingdom entered the city, but in fact only 50,000 people were stationed twenty miles below the Holy Sect Mountain, and the rest lived thirty miles outside the Genesis.

"Return to the Saint Lord, there is no abnormal movement in the inner and outer city."

Baili Feiyue narrowed her eyes slightly, "In this way, the matter of Kyoto Nishiyue's emergency has not yet reached the holy city."

"Yes, no one in the Holy City is discussing the relevant issues."

Baili Feiyue was silent. She thought she understood why this was not happening in the news that Master had spread in advance.

It was precisely because I understood that a puffy pain arose in my heart for no reason.

"You go down."

After the man went down, Baili Feiyue changed into the clothes of ordinary Holy disciples, smeared her face slightly, stood up, "I'll go out for a walk."

Fan Yin Qianjue immediately followed, but when he saw Baili Feiyue’s direction was the route to the Holy Church, Fan Yin said, “Lord, it’s too late now, and the situation outside is complicated. If you go out now…”

"You don't worry, just follow."

Fan Yin Qianjue had to keep up.

After Baili Feiyue and the other two walked out of the courtyard where they lived for a while, a little girl let out a sigh of relief after facing the eaves of the roof of the courtyard opposite Baili Feiyue's bedroom.

A soft voice muttered softly, "I'm so suffocating."

Ye Lin, who was squatting next to her, was still staring around with vigilance.

The more vigilant he was, the more he felt that he and the little master had been exposed to countless pairs of eyes.

Even though it looks calm and there is no movement at all.

He didn't understand very well, why did he come to the Holy Sect of the Western Regions to find the master as a little master?

As if he knew what he was thinking, the little girl, Jiuer, snorted lightly, "I can't give my mother hope to make her sad again before I'm sure."

Turning toward the air, "A few people come out."

The palace was still silent.

"Very good, remember you are pretending to be dead now, so what will I do next? If one is spread out..." She smiled and said, "I will ask your Lord to serve me all of you~"

Although the shadows around him were not visible, after Jiuer said this, Ye Lin obviously felt that the air was tighter.

Jiuer then stretched out her little arm with satisfaction, and Ye Lin immediately picked her up.

Sitting in Ye Lin's arms, Jiuer pointed in a certain direction, "Go over there."

One instructed Ye Lin to move, and soon, under the shadows of the Holy Cult and the eyes of patrolling disciples on the surface, he went to a place where Murong Shuo had previously burned himself and turned into a scorched earth.
Chapter completed!