Lord of the Night

Chapter 150 I didn’t do it

Zhao Shanhe snorted and said: "Anyway, my mission is completed. Let me remind you again that there are still serious suspicions on Fang Che! Therefore, you must not send him to participate in major events in your Baiyun Martial Academy."

"As long as there is benefit and honor in anything, there can be no Fang Che!"

Zhao Shanhe's tone was very stern and left no room for doubt.

"What does this mean?" Gao Qingyu frowned and changed color.

"In other words, for example, competitions between major martial arts schools, or organization promotions and treasure hunts, or rewards for heavenly materials and earthly treasures, etc., or other...rewards."

Zhao Shanhe said many things one after another.

Finally, he said: "I'm warning you, you must act according to the order! This is not my intention, I am just a messenger! You understand the pros and cons!"

Meng Chizheng said angrily: "Then the family that reported the report is so awesome? It has caused our good students to do this, and they actually want to block their future? It's too much!"

Others simply agreed with Meng Zhizheng's words.

Yes, that’s what happened!

Not allowing Fang Che to participate in any of these items would definitely block his future!

Lu Jiaoshan said: "The family that reported the report is so awesome, we can't afford to offend it, but Mr. Zhao, please make it clear that we will never offend this family in the future."

Zhao Shanhe said coldly: "You just need to follow the order. As for which family, that is not something you can worry about. Your level is not that high yet!"

Gao Qingyu said coldly: "Our level is not that high, but how our martial arts academy treats students does not need to be regulated by others!"

Zhao Shanhe said coldly: "So I am just the messenger, but if something goes wrong with Fang Che in the future, you guys will be the ones to blame! You all need to think clearly!"

"Don't bother Mr. Zhao."

Gao Qingyu answered equally coldly: "We at Baiyun Martial Academy have been busy recently, so we won't leave Master Zhao to eat."

He actually issued an expulsion order directly to his superior.

Obviously, the old gangster was furious!

Zhao Shanhe snorted and said: "Anyway, I've told you everything, it's up to you whether you listen or not. If anything happens in the future, it won't be found on me. Do you think I care about a meal at your Baiyun Martial Academy?" Woolen cloth."

"Haha, Mr. Zhao is very careful. No leaves can fall on your head! It's damn hard to find something on your head."

Gao Qingyu said coldly: "Master Zhao doesn't care about this meal, so we can save it. Please."

Zhao Shanhe looked at him coldly, and then shouted: "I'm not welcome anymore, so what are you doing? Are you waiting for a feast?!"

Suddenly eight figures appeared from several directions, none other than Zhao Shanhe's personal bodyguards.

"Walk!"

Zhao Shanhe gave an order, and nine people rose into the sky.

"I'm so cautious. I came to Baiyun Martial Arts Academy on a business trip and brought so many masters with me. Are you afraid that our Martial Arts Academy will kill him directly!"

HD Yu muttered.

Meng Hejun glared at him: "You haven't gone far yet."

"I just want him to hear it! What the hell! In the past, I thought this guy was okay, but when I saw him today, he was so powerful and so arrogant. He was so effeminate! Bah!"

Gao Qingyu leaned down, put his fingers on Fang Che's wrist, and shook his head: "Whether this child... this child... can recover, it really depends on God's will... it's too serious."

"He has entered the path of questioning before he reaches the rank of general. How can he be so relaxed?"

Meng Hejun sighed.

Meng Chizheng came over: "You guys understand what Mr. Zhao meant before leaving. Although he didn't explicitly say how to deal with Che's current soul injury, it also hinted that no additional rescue would be possible... Haha."

"Our Baiyun Martial Academy still listens to him!?"

Gao Qingyu said angrily: "Get some treasures quickly and see if they can be used."

"Even if it works, I'm afraid at the very least, I'll be in a coma for several days."

Li Changkong looked downcast.

The look in Fang Che's eyes was full of apology.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I can't keep my students."

"You're going to put a shit basin on your head! You sound like a leader!"

Gao Qingyu was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and said angrily: "I'm still the head of the mountain, and my students can't be saved either!"

"I'll take Fang Che to rest."

"Don't go back to his small courtyard. Find someone to inform him. During this period, Fang Che will stay in the martial arts academy to recuperate."

"good."

Li Changkong helped Fang Che out.

Head on.

Mo Ganyun and others immediately stood up.

"Jiaoxi Li, how is Boss Fang?"

"The soul is damaged and will need to be comatose for a few days." Li Changkong glanced at several people.

"Is it serious?" Mo Ganyun was anxious.

"It's okay. Whether it can recover depends on luck."

Li Changkong said.

Meng Chizheng walked out immediately, smiled, and said: "It is said that some children from the aristocratic family contacted the family to report... Tsk tsk, although Fang Che is not old, he has many enemies. He has just entered the martial arts academy, and there are all kinds of strange things. Ah, first there were children from aristocratic families looking for someone to assassinate, and now there are children from aristocratic families who have reported... Tsk tsk... Not bad, not bad. His popularity is really good."

Meng Chizheng left with a cold face.

His words were clearly meant for Mo Ganyun and the others.

Mo Ganyun and others' expressions suddenly changed.

They looked at each other.

The teeth clenched loudly.

But they didn't say anything, and they all followed Li Changkong towards Li Changkong's dormitory.

On the way, I met the old man Shen: "Leave him to my place! I won't worry if I leave him to your place."

The old man looked determined.

"Old God, you...he needs someone to catalyze the power of the medicine."

"You just come here and work every day. Schedule your own shifts, don't wait for me to rush you."

The old man rolled his eyes and said in a sinister tone: "Old man, my cultivation has been destroyed, but my soul has not. I have to watch him and don't let you heartless people take the opportunity to harm him. There are no good people among you. !”

The old man spat on the ground and cursed: "It's all a dick!"

Everyone was speechless for a while.

Gao Qingyu coughed and said, "Just leave it to the old god."

"good."

Li Changkong had no choice but to change his route.

The old man scolded him as he walked: "Mom, you must have a second stroke! A group of second strokes! From the top of the mountain to the bottom, they are all second strokes! Zhao Shanhe is even a second stroke! What kind of second strokes!"

Everyone listened to the old man's dirty words with a black eye.

The old man cursed all the way without stopping.

Halfway through, Meng Hejun, Gao Qingyu and several deputy mountain chiefs couldn't hold on anymore and left.

Only Li Changkong, Mo Ganyun and others were left to escort them.

Fortunately, halfway through, Bing Shangxue and others came, and the old man calmed down a little, but he was mumbling and no one could hear what he was saying.

But one thing is for sure: that is definitely not a compliment.

Mo Ganyun and others followed behind, and Xie Gongping followed from a distance.

Mo Ganyun was already looking at Singing in the Rain, Autumn Clouds Above, the Well Double High with knife-like eyes; he did not look at Ding Juran.

From the bottom of his heart, Mo Ganyun would not think that it was Ding Juran who did it: Meng Hulu might not be able to say a word if he was framed, so how could he have any intention to frame others!

And Mo Ganyun is not stupid.

Ever since the small team was established, he actually had plans in mind.

Killing Fang Che through reporting would be of no use to Ding Juran and Xie Gongping. What would be useful would be himself and Yu Zhonggejing Shuanggao Qiuyunshang.

Because this is an opportunity to be the boss.

So he glanced at the three of them with suspicion.

Yu Zhongge and Qiu Yun Shangjing Shuanggao were also looking at each other with suspicion.

"What are you looking at?"

Four people asked this question almost at the same time.

"What do you think of you!?"

Four people answered this sentence almost at the same time.

Then……

Continue to shoot each other suspiciously.

"It's not me anyway!" Song in the Rain snorted.

"It's not me either." Qiu Yun came up.

"It's not me." Jing Shuanggao said.

Ding Juran remained silent, turning his sharp eyes to look at the others, pressing his hand on the hilt of his sword, with an aura of keeping strangers away from him.

"I didn't do it anyway."

Mo Ganyun had an idea: "Whoever did it is the turtle's son, the bastard!"

Song in the Rain said: "Whoever did it is a bastard, the son of a turtle, and the whole family is a bastard!"

Qiu Yunshang: "Whoever did it is a bastard, the son of a turtle, and the whole family is a bastard!"

Jing Shuanggao also said: "Whoever did it is a bastard, the son of a turtle, and the whole family is a bastard! The kind that will blow up the ancestral graves!"

Then everyone looked at Ding Juran.

Ding looked at them with lonely eyes, and slowly grasped the hilt of the sword with a pair of dry hands.

"Forget it, you don't have to swear."

Several people waved in unison.

At the end, Xie Gongping, few people even looked at him.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived at Old Man Shen's residence and put Fang Che down.

Seeing Fang Che's face pale and in a deep coma, as if he were dead, Bing Shangxue's tears fell down with a sound.

During this period of time, who cares most about Fang Che, it’s Bing Shangxue.

Regarding Fang Che, Bing Shangxue initially had the idea of "Change the situation and encourage the child to completely lead the child on the right path." However, as the contact deepened, Bing Shangxue really liked this. child.

Diligent, polite, well-founded, measured, sometimes impulsive, but no matter what he does, he can afford it.

Never arrogant or arrogant.

If someone cares about him, he should speak nicely. If someone asks him a question, he should answer it seriously. When no one is around, he should do his own thing.

Never take the initiative, but never refuse.

He never looked down upon ordinary classmates, and never fawned over classmates from big families.

Practicing Qigong is also hard enough.

Progress is even greater with each passing day.

Thinking of the bad reputation Fang Che carried, Bing Shangxue even felt distressed.

He watched helplessly as a genius seed rose like a comet, gradually emitting his own light.

But it happened that at this time, he encountered such bad luck.

Just lying here helpless and miserable.

His mind was confused and he was unconscious.

What awaits him is an unpredictable fate.

Whether he can recover or not depends entirely on luck and God's will.

How can one not feel distressed.