Chapter 1989

He didn't pay the slightest attention to these wolf riders.

Since Brother Taixuan had guaranteed that the strong ones would be dealt with by him, these small fries were naturally shared among the people of the Side Character Chat Group.

As for her, of course she just stood by and watched.

After all, she was already a quasi-Saint; snatching points with a bunch of mortals would be far too amusing.

Guo Jing looked over and asked, "Immortal, what is going on?"

Su Xiaoxiao said, "It's an invasion by outer demons. These people now are not Mongols at all. Everyone can kill without restraint and need not harbor any misgivings. Defending one's own world is everyone's duty."

"They're no longer Mongols?" Guo Jing's gaze hardened. "An invasion by outer demons?"

Although he didn't know what outer demons were, from the literal meaning he knew they were something bad, and he guessed in his heart that they were probably foreign enemies invading the world!

One absolutely could not be soft-hearted here.

A foreign enemy invasion is still a war between humans.

But an outer demon invasion is a war between races.

"Right, after this matter, I propose that Guo Xiang take charge of the realm, organize a powerful army, and garrison this world. If we let the Zhao clan remain in power again, I'm afraid the next outer demon invasion will be very hard to withstand."

Of course, this was just talk off the top of her head.

Su Xiaoxiao couldn't calculate when the Mythical Daluo would make a move or what methods they would use; those words were merely to pave the way for Guo Xiang's subsequent plans.

Guo Jing and Qin Nanqin were both stunned.

If such powerful outer demons came every time, indeed it was not something an ordinary army could withstand.

As for the Zhao clan, one couldn't count on them in this regard.

Although Guo Jing was foolishly loyal, he was perfectly clear about the affairs of the imperial court, and naturally knew that what Su Xiaoxiao said was the truth.

As for seeking help from these immortal families?

Their helping would be a matter of favor; if they didn't help, one couldn't force them. One couldn't exactly tie them down to this world, could one?

For a moment, Guo Jing was extremely torn.