Lord of the Night

Ning Xuejian was embarrassed: "Am I that kind of person?"

"Haha...then you have a good idea?" Dongfang Sansan squinted.

"Uh... it's really not a good thing."

Ning Xuejian coughed and squirmed a little while sitting on the chair, like a child who had done something wrong, and said sarcastically: "With a bald mouth, I dismissed the mountain chief of the Tianren Martial Academy..."

Dongfang Sansan slapped his forehead with a slap, his face speechless.

The pleasure of "overturning two families' fake hands, and I am alone in the ups and downs" flew to the sky in an instant.

I'm even a little angry. Is it appropriate for you to say these things that ruin the scenery when I'm so happy?

"Can I call you uncle?!"

"What's going on with you? What did you say?"

Dongfang Sansan held on to the hope of something unexpected: "Under what circumstances did you say it?"

"Ahem... on the big competition field... that's what I said..."

Ningxue Jian's face was a little red.

After hearing this, Dongfang Sansan sighed feebly, patted the table and said angrily: "How many things have happened to you because of your mouth in so many years? Can you handle more than one door with this bad mouth of yours? How can you help me with snow every day?" I don’t have enough Xiaoqi? I need to add you too?!”

Ningxue Jian lowered his head and said, "I didn't mean it either..."

"If you did it on purpose, then this matter would be easy to deal with. Let me think of a way... You have said so, you can only change one, but you can't control your mouth? At your point, you still think it is Where is the stupid boy? Can you say whatever you want?"

Dongfang Sansan was so angry that he trained Ningxue Sword as if he were training his son.

"I have worked hard all my life, and I have also worked hard for Tianren Martial Arts Academy! Is there any bad deeds? Is there a bad reputation? Is it selfish? You wiped out my whole life's hard work with just one sentence?"

Ning Xuejian lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, and said sarcastically: "I also think there is something wrong with this matter. Why don't I come back and tell you now?"

"Just tell me, tell me, why am I wiping your ass every day? How busy am I!?"

Dongfang Sansan said angrily.

Ningxue Jian smiled and quickly changed the subject: "But this time I found an interesting boy."

"Haha... whatever you find interesting is not a good thing... What's your name?"

"Fang Che."

"who?"

Dongfang Sansan stared with anger, but was stunned for a moment.

For a moment, I just felt that my emotions had paused again.

The difference is that I was interrupted just now when I was feeling happy, and now I am interrupted again when I am angry.

"Fang Che."

Ningxue Jian said again.

Dongfang Sansan sat down on the chair like a frustrated ball. The chair he sat on creaked, and he murmured: "What's the matter?"

This time, I was really scared.

Isn't that guy participating in raising Gu to become a god? how……

"This kid yelled at the young master of the Xue family into an idiot... and pissed himself in front of millions of people."

Ningxue Jian explained the matter again and said: "... He also understood a hint of my sword intention, which is a bit interesting. If you hadn't strictly ordered me to take Ding Juran this time, I would have brought him back."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Sansan immediately picked up the big tea vat and drank a gulp of water.

Only then did I feel my thumping heart calm down.

The intuition vest is slightly sweaty.

It’s so suspenseful!

If Ningxue Sword brings Fang Che back... this will be really exciting!

"What’s wrong with you?"

Ningxue Sword is a bit strange.

"I just taught those guys a lesson. They were exhausted. They all didn't use their brains." Dongfang Sansan wiped the sweat from his head and said.

"Then it's no wonder you're tired. No wonder I feel like you're a little abnormal... A big vat of water was drained in just one gulp. Those guys are indeed a bunch of wooden heads."

Ningxue Sword Dao.

I was so scared of you!

Dongfang Sansan shouted in his heart.

"If this is the case, will the Xue family take revenge?"

Dongfang Sansan said: "You should leave the beginning and end, right?"

"Of course, I warned the Xue family on the spot!"

Ningxuejian felt that he had done everything possible.

"Well done." Dongfang Sansan immediately praised.

Immediately, Ning Xuejian's face became vivid, and his mouth even opened. His cold aura suddenly came out of the sky: "Brother Ninth, this is the first time you have praised me in the past two years."

"roll!"

Dongfang Sansan said angrily: "The mess you made hasn't been cleaned up yet!"

He leaned on the chair and thought for a while, and said: "In that case, let Tianxuan Lord Qin Fengyun serve as the mountain chief of Tianren Martial Academy, and Tianji Lord Luo Hao serve as the deputy mountain chief. And the original one you dismissed What is the name of the mountain chief?"

"Xu Chengyun."

"Well, Xu Chengyun serves as the standing mountain chief to assist Qin Fengyun."

"Okay! Brother Ninth is indeed far-sighted and has already prepared."

"get out!"

"Good!"

Dongfang Sansan sat on the chair, feeling a little weak all over. There was helplessness on his face. I have to say that when it comes to his own mentality, this bastard Ningxue Jian Rui Qianshan is definitely a good player.

Others really can’t do it…

…

Walking out of Dongfang Sansan's room, Ningxuejian suddenly felt like an iceberg again.

Aloof and cold, with a sword spirit.

Everyone who passed by didn't even dare to look at him.

I just have doubts in my heart.

"Brother Ninth seems to be different today. He actually knows how to joke... He seems to be in a much better mood. A good mood is a good thing!"

Ningxuejian suddenly had a cold look on his face and left with joy in his heart.

He walked to the other side coldly and said to another man in white: "Brother Xue, there is a direct bloodline in your family, maybe your grandson, something happened."

"What's the matter?"

"I was so scared that someone shit my pants on the spot, so I ascended to the throne and was crowned, and was collectively called the King of Shit. Congratulations, Brother Xue, you have a king in your family."

boom!

Continuous sounds of fighting and a series of curses with obscene language rang out.

After a while.

Ningxue Jian covered his nose and avoided everyone, and the sword energy rose into the sky brilliantly - covering his face that could no longer be seen, and walked away in a flash...

Although I was beaten, I am in a very happy mood today.

…

Fang Che found an opportunity and sent a message to Yinshen Palace: "Master, the seed of the Night Demon Sect's natural sword bone was taken away by Ningxue Sword."

This news put huge pressure on Yinshen Palace.

The seeds of the Night Demon Sect were spotted by Ningxue Sword. This is a huge achievement of the Night Demon Sect!

He could feel that the leader of the Night Demon Sect, Hai Wuliang, was so happy that he went to heaven at this moment.

I'm afraid I could die laughing while still alive!

Yinshen Palace snorted and called Fang Che dissatisfied: "Why didn't I take a fancy to you?"

Fang Che replied: "It is said that Zhao Shanhe specially instructed me that the suspicion of the demon sect is still on me, so I am not allowed to be selected by the Baiyun Martial Arts Academy to participate in the competition because I am afraid that I will be selected. In addition, anything that strives for honor and gains will be done. No me allowed.”

Yin Shen Palace was furious: "This Zhao Shanhe is simply not a son of a man! How could he bury a genius like this!"

The more Yin Shen Palace thought about it, the more he felt that his disciple had been wronged, so he sent a message: "That's okay, Ningxue Sword didn't choose you, it's his own loss."

Fang Che replied: "Master only cares about his disciple, just like parents only care about their own son. Ningxue Sword chooses a natural sword bone, Master."

Yin Shen Palace replied: "I am born with a sword bone that is comparable to yours! Just practice with peace of mind and master will help you get justice if you have the chance."

The master and apprentice exchanged business blows.

Fang Che accepted the communication jade.

…

Night Demon Cult Hai Wuliang is really excited now.

Face flushed.

A chess piece that I accidentally played and didn't even pay much attention to was actually taken away by Ningxue Sword!

What does this mean?

This shows that I, Hai Wuliang, have vision, depth, preparation, and...

Anyway, I am awesome!

Quickly report the good news to your immediate superiors at the headquarters and your own backstage.

"The seed I chose was accepted as a disciple by Ningxue Sword... This is really unexpected."

Sure enough, there was interest from above.

"Be careful and don't get caught."

"Keep this seed hidden."

"In recent years, don't give tasks to seeds before they grow."

"Everything is based on the safe growth of the seed. From now on, this seed is crucial!"

"..."

Obviously, the higher-ups took it seriously. After Hai Wuliang's report, instructions came one after another immediately.

Later, he was worried that Hai Wuliang was inexperienced and could not control the matter well, so he simply gave the order.

Anyway, there is only one central idea: let this person concentrate on learning the sword with Ningxue Sword, and he must succeed.

Moreover, one must cultivate to a high level before carrying out the teaching plan!

This matter is very important, extremely important!

Hai Wuliang, if you can't understand the spirit, then find someone else to be the leader of the Night Demon Cult.

The unscrupulous souls of the sea will obey the instructions completely.

Moreover, in order to keep it secret, the people who developed the Ding family were also promoted by him and placed beside him.

"Master, the Ding family is now suppressed in all aspects of business. It is difficult to even keep their position in the family."

"Then what are you waiting for? Support the business! Hold on no matter what." Hai Wuliang was anxious.

"The other party's guard hall came out to mediate."

"Oh, what's wrong?"

"Mediation has no effect. The Ding family is now just working for the guard hall to survive... Presumably the guard hall has also learned about Ding Juran and is fawning over it."

"Why the hell is it their turn? Our Night Demon Cult business needs to be contacted as soon as possible."

"But the business environment there is very poor, and we used to lose money."

Hai Wuliang was furious: "Why do you care about losing money at this time? You have to support the Ding family even if you lose money! Go quickly! No matter the cost!"

"yes."

So a very strange phenomenon appeared on the Ding family: they were constantly suppressed, constantly supported, constantly supported, and then continued to be suppressed...

Until the Ding family "accidentally" hooked up with a line that contained medicinal materials from the other side of the continent that were not available here.

Since the Ding family lived alone, the pressure they faced became even more severe...

The Night Demon Cult gritted its teeth and continued to provide support over there...

Thus a cycle is formed.

…

Fang Che and others are attending the award ceremony.