Lord of the Night

A strange fragrance hits your nose.

In the sea of ​​clouds, there seems to be dragons and phoenixes leaping, and thousands of peaks competing for beauty.

Fang Che was unmoved and put the elixir directly into his mouth.

Keep your mouth shut.

I feel the elixir turn into a warm current in my mouth and go down my throat.

A coolness, with indescribable comfort, entered the stomach.

Then, suddenly a fierce fire rose up, burning through all the limbs and bones in an instant.

A burst of clarity surged forward, heading straight towards Niwan.

Fang Che let go of his spiritual consciousness, and this power immediately turned into a violent wave of spiritual power, rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness. While constantly strengthening the surrounding area, the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness also continued to expand.

Fang Che felt like he had a splitting headache and was covered in cold sweat, like a stream of water.

But he looked calm and unmoved.

This little pain is far worse than the pain last night.

Fang Che closed his eyes and endured it, even longing for the pain to be more intense to dilute the pain in his heart.

If the Sea of ​​Divine Consciousness was originally just a small reservoir, after being filled with this huge medicinal power, it gradually expanded rapidly, opening up to three times its original size in one go.

It became a big reservoir.

The intense infusion of medicine stopped. Slowly digested in the sea of ​​consciousness.

You must know that Fang Che's sea of ​​consciousness is already ten times larger than that of ordinary people of the same level, but now this infusion has actually expanded it three times.

Such ferocity made Fang Che sweat all over his clothes.

"Hei Yao, so insidious!"

Fang Che was covered in cold sweat and still had lingering fear.

This nourishing pill is by no means something that ordinary Wuhou first-class people can digest.

It would be strange not to be stretched to pieces.

If he had eaten it when he had just broken through, he was not sure whether he would be burst, but even if he could hold on, the pain would definitely be a hundred times greater than it is now.

Fortunately, I have an extra perspective.

So the crisis was turned into a benefit.

He immediately took out the communication jade and asked Obsidian.

"Obsidian, what grade can I use for the nourishing pill you gave me?"

It was already midnight.

But Obsidian actually came back immediately: "What Wuhou can endure after taking the first and second grades is a peerless genius who transcends all, and it is limitless. What the third and fourth grades can withstand is the genius of the generation; what the fifth grade can withstand He is a generational genius. Sixth-level endurance can only be regarded as general qualifications. Anyone above seventh-level can take it. Have you taken it? Which level did you take it? "

"Your Yeyun told me that I can take it if I break through Wuhou."

Fang Che gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Isn't this harmful to others?"

Obsidian's reply came immediately: "But you haven't taken it, right? So what are you taking now? What level are you taking now?"

"Fifth grade!"

Obsidian was silent for a moment, and then suddenly sent a message: "Ye Mo, on behalf of the Chen family and my own future, I sincerely invite you to join!"

Fang Che was stunned for a moment, why...such a sentence suddenly came out?

I'm asking for help, okay?

"I consider."

Obsidian's words came immediately: "I will give you three years to consider. Within three years, no matter if you say yes at any time, I will accept it immediately."

Communication is lost.

Hei Yao said to Ye Yun beside him: "He just took the Nourishing Pill today, and he is the fifth grade of Marquis Wu."

Ye Yun took a deep breath and said in shock: "It's not simple."

All the taboos were not told to him, but Night Demon could be so calm and hold off until now. Ye Yun was amazed.

Then Ye Yun asked: "Sir, what will be the consequences if he eats it just after he breaks through?"

Obsidian's eyes were deep and he said: "There is a 99% chance that he will die directly, and a 10% chance that he will become an idiot from now on."

Ye Yun was stunned.

"Young master asked me to send him so many things, but he didn't ask me to wait until he turns into an idiot before taking them back... If he eats them if he breaks through, wouldn't it be..."

Chen Yin smiled faintly: "If that's the case, it wouldn't be considered humiliating if these things were buried with a champion of the plan to raise Gu to become a god."

"don't know."

"You don't need to understand. It's enough if you have force."

Chen Yin said lightly: "If he eats it immediately after breaking through and becomes an idiot, I won't even ask."

"But if he eats it safely, then I will try countless ways to form an alliance with him. The relationship must be good no matter what. If we don't get along well, or he is destined not to be in my camp in the future, then I must Kill him immediately! Kill him at all costs! If I take action, I will let you and Ye Feng take action together! I may even send someone to assist, and I will issue a death order. Even if you blow yourself up, you will take him away!"

"I won't be relieved until I beat him to pieces!"

Ye Yun felt horrified: "So determined?"

"It's just a routine operation, not decisive. Because you don't understand how terrible that kind of person will become in the future."

Chen Yin smiled faintly.

"What is the young master's recruitment now?"

"The reason we are recruiting him now is because he has a good brain. This kind of person makes plans before moving and is very defensive. He perfectly avoided our trap and turned the trap into his own strength."

"The best thing is that he came to ask me immediately after taking it, which is even more important. This is a warning to me. It is also a demonstration of his own value. The meaning of his asking me is not to accuse me, but to tell me: You These chips are not enough.”

Chen Yin chuckled: "It's the most interesting to deal with such smart people."

Then he pondered for a while and said: "But this time, it has increased my regard for Night Demon. It is indeed not without reason that Yan Beihan likes this person. If Night Demon can be used by me, I can even start a war on two fronts in the future. .My status in the family will also surpass that of my brother."

Ye Yun said: "But after this incident, it will make him more wary of you."

"Of course I am wary. This kind of person, even if he comes over and is under my command, he will not let go of his wariness towards me at all."

Chen Yin said lightly: "But being wary doesn't mean that he can't come over. After all, in this world, interests are eternal. As long as I can give him what he wants, or help him get it, there is no reason why he can't come over."

He threw his sword to Ye Yun and walked out with his hands behind his back. He said happily: "We have identified a talent today. Let's practice for half an hour less and go back to sleep."

Ye Yun smiled.

But Chen Yin turned around and asked, "If you were asked to go to Baiyun Continent now and find Night Demon without notifying him, would you be able to do it?"

Ye Yun froze for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "It can't be done."

Chen Yin laughed and said, "Then I'm even more satisfied with this guy."

…

Also late at night.

Xue Fuxiao's cultivation level was fully activated, and her mental power was like a large net that stretched from east to west, carefully checking all the mountains and dense forests on the southeastern border.

He is very serious.

The gift Dongfang Sansan gave to Fang Che was still in his hand, but he was in no hurry to see Fang Che.

"Sansan is right. Preventing Duan Xiyang is the top priority now. This guy came here secretly last time. I have to be more careful this time. Otherwise, if I can't find him, it will be broken."

"As for that kid's wedding gift... don't worry. Business is more important."

Xue Fuxiao is very responsible.

So he gets down to business first.

The wedding is over anyway, when can we send gifts?

…

early morning.

Mr. Fang was on duty all morning and arrived at the Deacon Hall before anyone else arrived.

When everyone arrived, they only saw Mr. Fang looking at the ten empty seats in a daze.

"Mr. Fang, I would like to express my condolences and accept the change. Brother Zuo and the others also died in extermination of demons and deserved their death. Loyalty and righteousness will last forever."

Jing Xiuyun comforted softly.

Fang Che took a deep breath and said, "When is the funeral scheduled?"

"tomorrow."

"tomorrow."

Fang Che thought for a while and said: "I won't go to the funeral tomorrow. I'll go to the north of the city. Check the situation. I'll come back the day after tomorrow to assign suitable people to replace Brother Zuo and the others."

Everyone nodded silently.

They just thought that Fang Che didn't want to bear the grief anymore, and taking over their burden during the funeral also meant to reassure Zuo Guanglie and others.

So we all understand.

But Fang Che knew it himself.

If Zuo Guanglie and the others had souls in heaven, they would inevitably die in silence if they saw the person who killed them attend the funeral as a boss.

I still won’t trouble Zhonghun anymore.

Later, when I know my identity, I will visit you again.

…

Cripple Hong Er also came. When he saw Fang Che, he greeted him warmly.

Fang Che's eyes looked at him, motionless.

His face was cold and his eyes were cold.

Everyone felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Mr. Fang had not beaten Hong Er for several days. Could it be that he would start again today?

Cripple Hong Er scratched his head and said, "Mr. Fang, are you...?"

Fang Che said calmly: "Deacon Hong, you have nothing to say and you want to tell me?"

Cripple Hong Er was stunned and said: "What... words?"

Fang Che suddenly took action, knocking him to the ground with a slap, and then imprisoned all the meridians in his body, unable to move even a finger.

Then he was immediately searched.

Search from head to toe.

Two jade pendants were found.

One hanging around the neck and one accessory on clothes.

Then he points his finger on the Dantian to cut off the flow of spiritual energy.

Cripple Hong Er's face turned pale and he asked loudly: "Mr. Fang, what crime have I committed?"

Fang Che said calmly: "You have committed a crime. Don't you know it yourself?"

Cripple Hong Er was stunned for a moment, then thought silently for a while and said, "Can I speak alone?"

Fang Che stared for a moment and said, "Okay."

He carried Hong Er lame and walked out.

Everyone was talking about it behind the scenes. What on earth did these two cripples get into Mr. Fang’s hands?

…

In a practice room.

With a pop, Fang Che threw Hong Er lame to the ground and said calmly: "You still want to talk to me alone, so go ahead."

Cripple Hong Er coughed and said, "I wonder what Mr. Fang wants me to say?"

Seeing that this guy was still playing tricks, Fang Che straightened things out and asked solemnly: "You didn't tell me a word about your relative's inn?"

He held two jade pendants in his hands, but he couldn't feel anything unusual.

But this is normal. Fang Che's own communication jade can be given to others to play with, even if it is a fellow teacher, but as long as Fang Che himself does not agree, no one will notice the difference.

Based on this alone, it is not certain that Hong Er is a member of the Demon Cult.

But Fang Che had to figure this out.

When Cripple Hong Er heard about the fellow's inn, he immediately smiled bitterly: "Sure enough, you discovered it."

"What do you mean?" Fang Che said with a cold face.

"That's one of my fish ponds."

Hong Erzi smiled bitterly: "That boss is my junior brother... Mr. Fang won't allow fish farming, but I can only keep that one secretly..."

"We have been working together for many years. He runs an inn and I work as a butler. He keeps bribing me on the surface, which creates my reputation as a gangster who is corrupt and bends the law, and then makes his inn a place outside the law."

"In this way, there will be an endless stream of Demon Cult people staying in his inn."

"My junior brother will observe one by one. If there are certain ones with suitable cultivation, we can cover them up. When they leave the store, they will notify me in advance, and then I will take people to rob and kill them halfway..."

"If it can't be covered, I will report it to my superiors and intercept him after he leaves the inn."

"Then these achievements and captures will support the cultivation of the two of us."

Hong Erzi smiled bitterly: "Mr. Fang can go investigate. Since I joined the guard hall and became a deacon, most of my achievements have come from this."

Fang Che's mouth twitched.

Cripple Hong Er lamented: "Just this little secret... and you discovered it."

Looking at this guy, Fang Che didn't know what to say.

Because what this guy said is true: he always receives reports that demons from the Demon Cult appear somewhere, and he can also describe their appearance.

As long as he takes people there, there will never be a time when he fails.

Although his monthly merits are not among the best in the Deacon Hall, he is always in the middle or upper reaches.

Especially in the past few months, the merits have increased even more.

Fang Che never understood what was going on, but now he understands.

It turns out that this guy opened a black shop in partnership with his junior brother.

Fang Che couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

I took a long time to arrest one of my own?

He said with a dark face: "Why the hell can't you make meritorious deeds like others and do you have to engage in these crooked ways?"

Cripple Hong Er cried out that he was wronged: "Mr. Fang, not everyone can be like you. I am not cultivated enough, and I am timid and afraid of death, but I still want to make contributions and obtain resources."

"I can only use a little bit of cleverness... I usually complete all my work to the letter, and I also tried my best to capture the demon sect's monsters... In fact, the two of us eat one. A salary...my junior brother and I..."

Fang Che was extremely speechless.

Although this guy is lazy, but...what he said actually makes sense.

"It's not just me..."

Hong Erzi broke out a shocking news: "As far as I know, there are at least seven or eight people in our department who do this..."

Fang Che was extremely speechless.

He bared his teeth and said, "It's so unjust that these fucking righteous followers should die in your hands..."

These things that Cripple Hong Er said have no investigative value at all; because they are all true. If you just check the files, you will find that this guy has killed many people in the Zhiwei Orthodox Church over the years, and has accomplished more than 95% of his meritorious service in this way!

The remaining half of the achievements are accumulated daily.

It's a trivial thing, just to help others catch the demon...

"What's going on with these two pieces of jade?"

"My mother gave me the one on my neck." Hong Er said lamely.

"Where's the other piece?"

"Cough... cough cough..."

Cripple Hong Er had a twitchy look on his face: "Ahem... Deacon Huang disappeared five years ago, leaving orphans and widowed women with a difficult life... I often go to help, ahem... my sister-in-law gave me this..."

Fang Che had a black streak on his head.

No wonder it still smells like powder.

"Your special girl is really a talent! Damn it!"

Cripple Hong Er smiled sarcastically: "This jade pendant...ahem..."

"Back to you."

Fang Che threw the jade pendant to him.

Cripple Hong Er hurriedly caught it, hung one piece around his neck as usual, tied the other piece with a rope, put it in his underwear, and hung it down.

"Where are you hanging?" Fang Che roared angrily.

It seems that the position is a bit wrong, the rope is a bit long...

He was holding it just now and smelling it... Fang Che felt sick and immediately raised his hand.

"It's not in the crotch! It's really not in the crotch!"

Seeing that Mr. Fang was about to beat someone, Hong Er hurriedly lifted up his clothes and said, "Here it is."

Fang Che took a look and found it on his belly button.

Moreover, the fleshy skin of the navel turned up to cover the jade.

Fang Che twisted his face: "This is..."

"When my mother gave birth to me, she cut the umbilical cord too much... My belly button leaked... This is the round one specially given to me by the Huang family's sister-in-law. It just makes up for it..."

Hong Er Laizi hurriedly explained.

"!!"

Fang Che really couldn't hold it back.

He kicked him with a speechless expression, unlocked his cultivation restrictions, and walked out with a dark expression on his face.

All the deacons looked at Mr. Fang coming out with a black hair, while Hong Er, the cripple, actually followed behind with a sarcastic look on his face.

They are all confused.

what's going on?

Mr. Fang's face is so ugly, why didn't Cripple Hong Er get beaten? Miracle!

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Mr. Fang turn around and beat Cripple Hong Er hard.

Everyone's eyebrows twitched, but they were relieved at the same time.

This is right.

Match the rhythm of every day.

…

"Distribute the tasks and patrol the streets individually to search for the whereabouts of the Night Demon. Be careful, if you find anything, don't act rashly."

"yes."

Whenever this happens, the people guarding the main hall begin to lament the communication problems.

People in the Demon Sect, even a small minion, can communicate instantly, but the communication jade guarding the main hall must reach the imperial level to have the soul-activating function.

This is really a big restriction for those at the bottom who guard the main hall.

There is no way to notify immediately.

No matter what secret codes, hand gestures, rocket signals, etc.... they can't be compared to the speed of other people's transmission!

After a group of people sighed, they went out to patrol the streets.

One day is over.

The guarding hall captured six Demon Cult monsters and started a fierce battle. After six battles, the deacons suffered five serious injuries and twelve minor injuries. Fortunately, Mr. Fang arrived in time and no one died.

It is considered an outstanding achievement.

Fang Che felt much calmer.

…

lower value.

Fang Che went directly to the north of the city. After patrolling the north of the city, he flew to the cave again.

Looking at the dark cave, Fang Che's heart began to twitch and hurt again.

He didn't go in.

He stood at the entrance of the cave for a long time and bowed deeply.

Then he turned around and silently walked farther away. Standing on a high place, he looked at the opposite cave entrance from a distance and felt the earth-shattering gunfire.

He took off the two gun sections from behind and put them together, and he suddenly had a long gun in his hand.

The night wind is biting.

The stars and the moon are in the sky.

Fang Che held the long gun in his hand, carefully feeling every bit of the gun in his hand and trying to figure it out.

Then he sat down, holding the gun in his arms, the immeasurable scriptures, and the icy spiritual platform.

Activate simultaneously.

Then, he took out a small teapot from his arms, put in a cup of Zhenshen tea, and poured hot water into the thermos bottle on his back.

The fragrance of tea lingers and the tea leaves stretch.

Drink it all in one gulp.

Fang Che closed his eyes and imagined the wind god who suddenly shot like a dragon...

I just feel like my soul is shaking.

Unknowingly, I entered a world where there is no one and no self, and I forget both things and myself.

He had already obtained the method of condensing the spear force from Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, but he had no idea how to merge the spear force into the star force, or in other words, how to merge the star force into the spear force.

Now that there is this hole, although the gun intention is very weak, it is still a direction for Fang Che.

So he came to this place where he was heartbroken and devastated to practice.

He didn't expect to understand anything directly from here.

This cave has existed for tens of thousands of years. During these tens of thousands of years, countless people have come here to realize enlightenment. Over the years, the number of people who have come here has been in the hundreds of millions!

Even the stone under his butt has become smooth.

So I am definitely not the only one who has this kind of mentality. However, all were unsuccessful.

No matter how conceited Fang Che is, he doesn't dare to say that he is better than everyone else.

But he has to find a direction for himself.

In the secret book of condensation, the explanation from Baiyun Martial Academy is very clear, there are various kinds of potential.

But Fang Che always feels that it is not suitable for him, because if he concentrates his momentum like that, even if he can practice the spear intention and spear posture, it will be popular with the public.

So he just understood the method and had no intention of copying it.

But since he learned about this hole, Fang Che felt that he had a vague direction.

The path of the Wujin Gun Demon.

Fusion star potential.

Sharp momentum.

It is your own way.

He closed his eyes and sat on the stone, feeling the hole opposite.

The sea of ​​consciousness surges and rises.

Like the sun, falling from the sky, falling suddenly, unstoppable and unavoidable, a shot with God's will and judgment...

Like starlight, it was a shot that fell from a distant star field.

Before you even realize it, it's already here.

Or, the stars in the sky gather together and become a bunch?

Half an hour later, Fang Che woke up from his meditation.

After adding another glass of water, I found that the Shocking Tea had no effect.

You can only soak it once!

There is no way to take out another bubble, the spiritual energy stimulates the fire, heats the water and pours the water...

Enter into stillness again.

For a long, long time...

Fang Che stood up, dismantled the gun and floated away.

The direction is clear, but nothing can be gained by concentrating on it.

…

late at night.

Fang Che was sweating profusely and lay on Ye Meng, who was already weak and limp, feeling the softness underneath him.

Ye Meng's eyes were blurred and out of focus.

Panting heavily.

I just feel like I'm still floating in the clouds and mist even after it's over.

Fang Che suddenly asked leisurely: "Yemeng, how do you think this gun... should be practiced?"

Ye Meng said weakly: "Master...you don't need to practice this spear anymore."

Fang Che was immediately dumbfounded. This girl actually realized that Jiwai...

But this sentence made Mr. Fang suddenly feel a little anxious and said: "Then we still have to continue practicing."

So I continued to practice.

The next morning.

Ye Meng couldn't get up and fell asleep all the time.

Fang Che was in high spirits. After getting up, he assembled the big gun and went to the backyard.

Block, take, pierce, point, pick, split, hide, collapse, smash...

I have practiced various basic movements, and with practice, I have gradually gained a sense of the nature of the gun.

Suddenly the wind roared in the backyard, and guns were everywhere.

In the consciousness space, the elf seemed to have received some inspiration and began to condense the spear.

It's 80% complete.

As Fang Che continued to realize, streams of spear intent continued to pour into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the elf began to condense according to Fang Che's spear intent.

Finally... when Fang Che put away his gun, the elf lay down in the sea of ​​consciousness exhausted and fell asleep.

Fang Che took a look at his spiritual consciousness and realized, oh, the little thing fell asleep again.

This laziness...has really reached a certain level.

Take a walk around the guard hall. Everyone went to attend the funeral of Zuo Guanglie and others.

…

Fang Che sighed and went directly to Beicheng. He inspected the entire Beicheng and then went to the Beicheng branch to get a thorough understanding of the situation here.

Then we went to the cave again.

This time, I started to survey various terrains, and also visited several high and low mountains nearby.

Also learned the names of the two mountains with a cave.

What it was called before is no longer testable.

The current name is Demon Mountain.

The gun demon is like a god, one shot can penetrate two mountains.

This is where the name of Demon Mountain comes from.

Fang Che had been busy all day, looking for the place where the Wujin Gun Demon might have used his gun to create this hole when he was fighting with someone.

Or rather, position.

Because this hole is very flat.

Basically, from the entrance to the bottom of the cave, it is parallel to the ground, so the place where the shot was fired must not be high.

But the exact distance is not clear.

Along the entrance of the cave, Fang Che retreated thirty miles and was still able to face him.

Fang Che was depressed.

From such a long distance, I can't even see the entrance of the cave clearly, so what kind of insights can I say?

Had to return again.

Make a cup of Zhenshen tea and continue your enlightenment.

Now I feel that Zhenshen Tea is indeed a good thing, but... four taels is too little.

I realized that one day and two nights is half a tael missing!

For the next period of time, Fang Che kept going back and forth, and within half a month, all the Zhenshen Tea was used up.

The sharp fusion of gun intention, gun power, and star power only caused a blur for myself.

Instead, he pushed his cultivation level directly to the eighth rank of Wuhou.

"This damn thing...is it something that shakes the gods or increases one's cultivation?"

Fang Che looked at the empty box that originally contained Zhenshen Tea. He couldn't help but his face twisted a little.

Two more liangs, and I will break through to the king level!

You tell me this is the feeling of Qi Shi!

Fang Che was speechless.

But it can still be regarded as a lot of benefits.

But during the recent period, Fang Che clearly felt that the medicinal power of Shuiyun Tianguo was gradually disappearing, and the speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy became slower and slower.

Now it is at most two or three times what it was before there was no Shuiyun Tianguo.

The mist swirl in the dantian became thicker and thicker, but there was no sign of liquefaction; Fang Che had no choice but to continue practicing hard, and now he dared to use spiritual crystals.

Practicing with spiritual crystals is indeed faster and more concentrated, but what makes Fang Che speechless is that he uses low-grade spiritual crystals and basically becomes scum with just one breath of his hand.

The middle grade one, which is three breaths, is gone.

A top-grade one can last for a quarter of an hour, but a quarter of an hour...is too short.

And there are not many high-grade spiritual crystals in Fang Che.

The rest is the divine crystal that Yin Shen Palace gave him after the plan to raise Gu to become a god.

Yinshen Palace is not stingy. First it gave him one hundred yuan, then he gave it one after another, and now he gave himself one thousand yuan.

But for this thing, use one piece and one piece less.

Fang Che was a little reluctant to use it, but then he thought about it, hey, the leader and master still have 50,000 in hand...

use!

The main reason is that after getting used to the speed assisted by Shuiyun Tianguo, the current speed feels a bit like "I haven't made any progress today", which is very unpleasant.

…

Xue Fuxiao searched tirelessly back and forth in the surrounding mountains and forests for more than ten days in the southeast. He turned around many times but found nothing.

"Didn't Duan Xiyang come?"

Xue Fuxiao was a little confused.

"Sansan's inferences are rarely wrong. What's going on?"

But Duan Xiyang really didn't come, and she remembered that she still had Fang Che's wedding gift in her arms.

And at this time.

News came from Dongfang Sansan: "Have you found Duan Xiyang?"

"No."

"Then stop looking for him and go to Fang Che's place first. By the way, give me a few words."

"good."

So Xue Fuxiao left the mountain forest and rushed directly to Baiyun Continent.

…

Fang Che could clearly feel his progress, and he also had to suppress his cultivation and not break through too quickly, because now he finally felt the benefits of the mist swirl in his dantian.

During a moment of enlightenment, the swirling mist in the dantian suddenly rolled out and the power of the gun was more than doubled!

This thing actually has such an effect.

Fang Che was overjoyed, so he became more suppressed.

That night, after silently bowing to the cave.

Fang Che returned to Xianshiju exhausted.

He sat down in silence at the table in the courtyard.

Ye Meng gently brought him a cup of tea and then withdrew.

Since that day, Fang Che became much silent. Although he tried his best to behave as usual, he could still clearly feel the night dream of being the person next to him.

In his heart, there is a knot.

And this knot cannot be untied.

Every night when he came back, he would sit in the yard and enjoy the night breeze.

There was nothing Ye Meng could do about it. Yemeng knew about the guardian's killing blow, and she also knew the pressure on Fang Che now.

As for his own actions, Ye Meng never thought about it: he would continue to be an undercover agent without instructions.

If it was really necessary to kill the Night Demon, I, the newlywed concubine of the Night Demon, would have already received the order - no one would be more convenient than me.

So Ye Meng had no idea at all.

But Ye Meng also suddenly had speculations about his coming online. This is Master Jiu's final kill order, but the people around him, the Night Demon, didn't even give the order!

There is only one possibility for this situation, and it is already obvious, and that is... Ye Meng doesn't dare to think about it anymore.

I don't know anything, I'm just a little undercover.

If I delay the big shot's plan because of my own cleverness, then it will be too late for me to die.

To this day, she still remembers an order in the intelligence: do tasks and spread news; don’t move without instructions!

…

yard.

"Why……"

Fang Che felt the night breeze and sighed softly.

The night wind is very cold, but it feels alive. Zuo Guanglie and others... can't feel it anymore.

My heart aches.

At this moment, his body suddenly floated, the scene changed, and he entered a vast white space.

"..."

Fang Che was speechless.

Come again!

But then, something moved in his heart.

A voice asked: "What are you sighing for?"

Although I have only heard this voice three times, it is very familiar. Fang Che felt so familiar that he wanted to cry.

"Master Xue." Fang Che said calmly: "It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little emotional."

Xue held the flute and said, "Why did you bow in front of that cave in the afternoon?"

Fang Che was silent for a moment and said, "This is a regret in my life."

Xue Fuxiao snorted, and her tall figure in white clothes, hidden in the mist, said lightly, "Nothing to show for it."

Fang Che was silent.

With just these three words, he knew that Xue Fuxiao already knew what happened.

"If you are discovered, it will be a lifelong regret. Those who let you die will have no value at all. In that case, even if they die, they will really not forgive you."

"Because you let their lives go to waste."

Xue Fuxiao said.

"I see."

Fang Che said quietly: "But I can't pass it. That's the hurdle in my heart."

"Then you can get along and they died in vain?" Xue Fuxiao asked.

"I understand."

Fang Che sighed softly.

"I have two things to do here this time. The first thing is that Sansan asked me to tell you something and make you think about it." Xue Fuxiao said.

Fang Che's eyes lit up: "What did Master Jiu say?"

"He asked me to ask you and ask you to guess how many of his own people Dongfang Sansan has killed in his life."

Xue Fuxiao said.

Fang Che suddenly raised his head.

A flash of light flashed in his eyes. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have figured it out.

"Is that all?"

"That's it."

Xue Fuxiao said: "Also, Sansan's wedding gift to you is to give your wife a top-quality marrow-cleansing pill and a top-quality Yuan-building pill; clean the marrow first, and then cultivate the Yuan. Do you understand?"

"Understand!"

Fang Che was overjoyed.

This is what Ye Meng needs most.

"In addition, I heard that you got a flying knife some time ago. I will give you a secret book of the Thirteen Deadly Swords to practice by yourself. This secret book comes from a secret realm and does not belong to the guardians or the Solipsism. You understand."

"I understand!" Fang Che was overjoyed.

In this way, you can use it as you like without worrying about anything.

"In addition, I will give you two God Fusion Pills. At the very least, you can only take them when you break through to the sixth level of King Level."

"clear."

"When taking it, wrap the divine phaseless jade with divine consciousness, and then let the power of the God Fusion Pill slowly fuse with the divine nature. The process takes at least three days. You have to remember it!"

"I understand, I remember."

Xue Fuxiao snorted and said, "If you get married, I will join you."

He said and took out two fruits. One white and one black.

Fang Che's eyes suddenly lit up.

Baby!

"Do you know what kind of fruit this is?" Xue Fuxiao's expression was a bit strange.

"Black and white fruit?"

Fang Che guessed seriously.

"The godlike black and white fruit..." Xue Fuxiao cursed; "This is the yin and yang fruit, do you understand?"

"What Yin Yang Fruit?"

"The Yin-Yang Fruit is also called the Double Cultivation Fruit."

Xue Fuxiao said: "Do you understand?"

"not understand."

"I don't understand. You'll understand after you eat it. Women eat the black ones, and men eat the white ones. I'm warning you, don't get confused."

"This is an absolute no-no."

"Go and eat it." Xue Fuxiao said: "This is the spiritual fruit that all practitioners and couples in the world dream of. Don't get me wrong, kid."

For a novice who didn't know anything, Xue Fuxiao still warned him uneasily.

If word gets out in the future that someone is newly married and I, Xue Fuxiao, have traveled thousands of miles to teach them how to practice dual cultivation, I will lose my face.

Fang Che took it with a smile.

This is a good thing. I have heard of it. It is a rare treasure that is hard to find.

As for the benefits, well, whoever uses them knows...

Of course, the biggest effect is that it can promote each other's cultivation, because after taking it, it will naturally produce a small circulation effect in each other's meridians...

As for the specifics, Fang Che was a little shy and couldn't think about it anymore.

Seeing the wretched expression on this guy's face, Xue Fuxiao felt more and more that her reputation was ruined. He said angrily: "Boy, improve your cultivation. Next time I come over, I will settle the score with you!"

Fang Che was stunned: "What kind of debt does Master Xue want to settle with me?"

Xue Fuxiao said angrily: "You have beaten me, a member of the Xue family, into a shit king and made me a laughing stock among my brothers. Shouldn't I settle the score with you?"

Fang Che was speechless: "Master Xue, your child wants to poop, can I stop him?"

"Besides, what are your brothers' identities? If they want to laugh at you, can I stop them?"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Xue Fuxiao's face turn dark.

Then his vision went dark and he was thrown onto the stone table in the yard.

With a bang, the stone table turned into a pile of broken stones.

But he has already come out of the field, and the voice of Xue Fuxiao can be heard in his ears: "Boy, today is to congratulate you on your wedding. I won't settle the score with you for the time being. You can wait for the next time!"

Then there was no sound at all.

Fang Che got up and looked aggrieved: "Isn't this purely unreasonable? Your child blamed me..."

Ye Meng hurried out of the room when she heard the noise outside, and was startled when she saw Fang Che lying on the ground with his arms and legs spread out.

"What's going on? How can you drink a cup of tea and turn the table like this?"

Fang Che stared and wanted to explain, but found that this matter was... impossible to explain!

Explain what?

Can I say that we are married and Xue Fuxiao comes to give gifts?

Although I definitely don't believe it when I explain my night dream, but... it's better to be cautious.

"I was practicing just now, on a whim, I felt something about each other, I had some understanding, but the spiritual energy was out of control." Fang Che coughed.

Ye Meng couldn't help but admire: "I have to say that you are smart and talented. Look at this table, it was broken into 108 small stones. Each one is square and without any flaws. Use The knife's cutting is not so accurate, and the most rare thing is that the edges and corners are polished and rounded... The power you have understood is so powerful."

She was sincerely happy for Fang Che.

Fang Che coughed.

Scratching his head.

Well...I really can't do this.

Rolling his eyes, he took Ye Meng's hand and said, "Come on, come into the room, I got you a delicious fruit today, it's delicious..."

…

The night passed.

Fang Che felt refreshed and felt extremely comfortable.

Moreover, his cultivation has become much more solid.

"This Yin Yang Fruit is indeed a good thing, who knows who uses it." Fang Che couldn't help but praise it repeatedly.

Even full of expectations for the days to come.

Naturally, I took the Yin Yang Fruit first last night; as for the Marrow Cleansing Pill and the Pei Yuan Pill, they were of course ranked second.

What's so urgent about cleansing the marrow and cultivating the vitality?

There is plenty of time.

For example, during the day today, when I'm not at home, can't I just wash my marrow and cultivate my energy at night? This won't delay the evening, right?

Perfect!

…

Fang Che is practicing, improving, and comprehending, and his strength is constantly improving.

The entire southeast, during this period of time, was like a turbulent sea, one after another.

The Night Stalker actually kills people!

This made Dongfang Sansan furious. Using this excuse, he directly ordered the entire southeast to start a large-scale manhunt.

Moreover, the headquarters reorganized a Hanjian Pavilion. Dongfang Sansan directly ordered that 1,700 masters be dispatched from the Hanjian Pavilion to fill the seventeen southeastern continents to guard the main hall.

For each guarding the main hall, two more emperors, eight kings, and ninety Wuhou were sent to supplement them.

Dongfang Sansan gave Zhao Shanhe another death order: "Kill the Night Demon no matter what! If the Night Demon doesn't die, you, Zhao Shanhe, must be responsible!"

After he gave the order, he kept staring in the direction of the headquarters of the Solipsism, his eyes deep in thought.

"Step by step like this, it's all expected. It should be almost done. Yin Shen Palace should have been frightened and worried... The goal here has been achieved. But the pressure exerted on the headquarters of the Solipsism... Is it enough now for those families to squeeze Yannan from all sides?"

"Yannan! You still won't accept it? Isn't the pressure enough?!"

He turned around and thought about the consequences of his order, especially the possible reaction from the Solipsistic Church, and pondered: "In terms of rhythm, there is no need for the guardian to spread rumors to lead the rhythm. The children over there are here My parents... are enough, and they all have parents' hearts, so they will definitely be anxious. Someone will take this step for me."

"Then start the next step directly. The price for Fang Che being forced to kill was very high, and the opportunity was good. The benefits he got from this matter now are not enough."

"This anger needs to be further exploited! The Night Demon must also benefit from the headquarters of the Orthodox Church."

Dongfang Sansan thought: "...What if I personally shake Yannan directly now?"

He carefully considered all aspects and possible consequences.

Finally made up his mind: "That's it! Now, let Night Demon register with the deputy chief leaders of the Soli-Orthodox Headquarters first!"