"You may not know this master yet, but you must have heard of this master's name."

Xia snorted coldly, then turned her head to face the thin human, respectfully using human etiquette to touch him: "Master, please come here."

This is completely the opposite attitude to the people who treat Yingliu, and it is different from the clouds.

The man nodded, walked between the two sides, and clasped his fists toward Jie and said, "Wuji Sword Sect, Yi, join the upper part."

Jie looked at Yi, wearing a strange goggles that blocked the upper half of his face, but from the tie of goat beard woven into braids on his chin, it can be seen that he should be about teen years older than him. Yi was wearing a ringed steel blade around his waist, and two knives were inserted into the copper sheath on his boots. Although he couldn't see his eyes, he could feel that he was in full spirit.

"So it's Master Yi." Jie also bowed his head.

If it were Master Yi, who was really the one who fought against one army, it would be impossible that Jie had never heard of it.

Because it was during the most difficult and tormenting period in his heart that he heard the news that Yi was one enemy and one army, and was inspired in his heart. He found a direction in confusion, and then he resolutely decided to go down the mountain to retreat to the enemy!

Yi had a profound impact on Jie, although he himself did not know that if he wanted to pursue it, Yi would be like a spiritual pillar for the past Jie.

In the three years of World War I, the robbery that had not yet completely turned black was always wondering if he had repelled a Noxus army by himself like Yi, he would not have been denied again.

Is it also wrong to use the power of taboos to do the right thing? But in the end he was denied by Master Kushu.

But even so, he still respects Master Yi very much.

"Where you are going to see the sunset, you will see the sunset. Why did Master Yi interfere in this matter?" Jie asked, and his cold voice rarely felt a little warm.

Most people in southern provinces know this proverb. This means that everything has its own reasons. Wuji Mountain, the hometown of Master Yi, is a typical southern region and it is impossible to understand it.

"I was invited by my beloved disciple Wukong, and I will give you a testimony today." Yi put down his hands and looked at the robbery that was taller than him and was imposing, and answered calmly.

It is not inferior in momentum.

"Wukong?" Jie's eyes were patrolling the Vastalians behind Master Yi: "I remember that Wuji's sword technique could not be seen in the turbid world, nor could it be stained with blood. I have been isolated from the world for thousands of years and I admire myself. Only the descendants of Wuji Village can learn it, but... I am the only human in front of you."

It is similar to the balanced sect, and the kalpa is secretly supplemented. His tone is not good. If Master Yi comes to deceive him, he will also change his face.

In response to this, Yi Ya just smiled and said slowly: "The world is changing, and everyone is forced to make changes, and I am no exception."

"Wukong." He called out his name to his beloved disciple, and then he saw a rough Vastalian ape man walking up to him, grinning at him.

"My real name is Kong, and Wukong is the new name given to me by the master."

This Vastala from the Sima Tribe has a veritable sharp-mouthed monkey cheek. His hair is weak and thick, his eyes are red, and his body is covered with light armor. He also holds a long enchanted stick that is tall by one person in his hand. It is of high quality. This stick is made by the legendary craftsman Dolan, and only the most outstanding disciples of the Way of Wuji are qualified to accept this symbol of honor.

The reason why Wukong wanted Yi to accompany him to intervene in this negotiation was not only because he hated evil, but also thought that he was a member of the Vastaya family and helping Vastaya was righteous.

His tribe chose to stay away from the world's disputes, but this practice was actually equivalent to abandoning the weak and allowing them to face threats alone. Yi once fought to protect others. This just behavior infected him and prompted him to return to his tribe, hoping to inspire his tribe to join the war and help the weak.

As a result, they met Xia Luo and the others by chance on the way, and learned through them that during the period of their long journey, Yingliu and the Vastaya clan had reached a new wartime alliance agreement.

Master Yi was another walking sign, and Xia Luo knew everything about him. When Wukong heard that they were notified by Yingliu and wanted to discuss some cooperation matters in Huatian, he was worried that he would let Master Yi intervene in the negotiation strongly.

And based on his first impression of disaster, he felt that he seemed to have done nothing wrong.

"..." Jie said silently. He thought that the changes he made due to the war were already extreme enough. Unexpectedly, Yi did not give in and chose a Vastaya as his apprentice. Even if the successor of Wuji was left alone, he would not have left so many aspiring young people not to choose, but chose a Vastaya monkey, right?

Although Jie was confused, he would not ask about other people's affairs. It was like he was an extreme warfare faction, but he chose a Noxusian as his disciple. Everyone has his own circumstances and difficulties. Let others choose whatever they choose.

Karan, who was lying in the flower field, could not hear the dialogue between Qingyingliu and Vastaya, and did not know that a great god had intervened in the discussion.

"Since the visitor is Master Yi, I have no objection. Of course, I will not say less about what I should say." After Yi took Wukong to the side, Jie's dull voice was as usual.

"Tell me, what do you ask us to do?" Xia hugged her arm with one hand and clamped several sharp feather blades into the shape of a fan with the other hand, fanning herself because she was on the edge of the smoky poppy flower field, the smell of pollen was so rich that it was uncomfortable, and inhaling too much pollen would also affect her judgment.

But Jie did not have this kind of trouble, just as his mask could filter pollen.

"We all know that this is not the first time Noxus has invaded Ionia. This time, the Shadowflower Sect is still trying to stop the army from advancing. Over the past month, Shadowflowers disciples have launched assassinations against the Noxus army, setting traps, burning food and grass, and using everything they can. However, even if they take the initiative in frequent encounters, three out of ten of my Shadowflowers disciples have died in battle. And you Vastaya have not sent any army to join the war yet. Is this a violation of the agreement we set before?"

After Jie finished speaking, Kaiyin was the first person to be surprised, because it was the first time he heard Jie, who was as proud as gold, say such a long sentence in succession, and the Jie, who was squeezing toothpaste when he was training him, was completely different.

The disaster seemed to have changed, and I don’t know whether it was good or bad for Kaiyin.
Chapter completed!