Lord of the Night

Everyone was convinced.

If nothing else, as a young deacon, who dares not to look down upon the chief executive of the Southeast Headquarters?

No wonder Mr. Fang is so tough.

Look at all the people he fought with who were seriously injured, with several broken bones. Mr. Fang didn't even give them time to recover from their injuries, and just rushed them out to work... It's really cruel……

But think about it and understand: If you are so awesome and have such an awesome background, what is there that you wouldn’t dare to do?

Don't tell me we're here. Looking at Mr. Fang's background, even if the boss comes, he probably would dare to go up and give him a hard fight!

I can't afford to offend you.

From this day on, Mr. Fang became famous!

All my subordinates are obedient!

Even Hong Er Laizi, a rare bitch in the world, is about to become a gentleman, let alone others?

…

Fang Che led a team and began to sweep the entire city of Baiyun Continent.

Last night, I heard all night that some people from the aristocratic families at the headquarters of the Solipsism had already leaked a lot of their directions when they went to ask for help.

While Zhao Wushang and others were still discussing how to betray them, Fang Che listened clearly.

Now follow the picture to find out.

Passed over one by one.

The good thing now is that if you find one, you basically find a nest.

And there are at least three or four in a litter.

Half of the city was cycled down and blood flowed like a river of blood.

All the deacons who followed were stunned by Mr. Fang's methods.

Because, it's so accurate.

If you look for three, there will be one.

Mr. Fang kept giving orders.

"Surround!"

"Everyone, come out and check!"

"What's your name? Capture him and take him back for questioning!"

"If you dare to resist arrest, you will be killed!"

"..."

Then on to the next place.

"Surrounded! Even the dogs can't get out!"

"Everyone come out..."

"...It is indeed a demon cult demon! Kill him!"

"Puff puff……"

The Deacon team suffered zero casualties, but more and more Demon Cult monsters were killed.

And Fang Che also discovered that the new deacon who came this time was particularly active in killing demons from the Demon Cult.

As soon as he was sure, his eyes would turn red, and he would rush forward with a roar, almost fighting desperately.

On the way to the next target, Fang Che couldn't help but ask: "Why...have a grudge?"

"There is a blood feud!"

"oh?"

"More than 17,000 of us came out of the mountain, and we were ambushed by these heavenly killers. Nearly 10,000 of us died...We and the Soli-Me Orthodox Church are inseparable!"

Fang Che was thoughtful.

Sure enough, yes, there is a grudge!

It's good to have grudges, it's great to have grudges.

These people from the outside world are indeed the same as they imagined. Usually when they travel around the world, they are said to be chivalrous and righteous, and they are extremely chic.

But it’s hard to accept the people who killed them. If you kill too many, it will be a blood feud. So we will fight to the death.

This is a good temper.

Fang Che was thinking, what other worldly mountains are there? Take your own time to find out a few of them, and then guide those who are the only ones to kill them.

Just kill them all!

He was thinking crooked ideas in his mind, but his face showed the same hatred: "So that's it, hey...it's the same with me, the demon sect has killed too many of my brothers, brothers, friends...so, I, Fang Che, devoted myself to guarding the main hall. , I don’t seek promotion and wealth, I just want to kill more demons from the Demon Cult!”

Suddenly. The three people from the Hanjian Mountain Sect suddenly felt a sense of identity.

It turns out that Mr. Fang is the same as us.

Fang Che said profoundly: "If I don't kill a few Demon Cult monsters, how will I face my group of brothers if I come to Jiuquan in the future? What face do I have and what achievements do I have to report to them?"

"So I not only want to kill, but also kill for them and get their share. If I unfortunately die in battle one day, I can proudly tell them after I go down: I avenged your revenge for you! Moreover, I I killed a lot more people, killing them for you guys!" "I can't go down and then say to them with a look of shame: Hey, I didn't avenge you..."

Fang Che sighed quietly, looked at the two young disciples who had strong hatred and even seemed crazy, and said softly: "Life, life, they... could all have a good life! Especially the senior sisters and junior sisters, they are young and beautiful, and the country Setianxiang is the person of my dreams...but that's it..."

Mr. Fang said sadly: "That's my lover..."

After saying this, the eyes of the three Hanjian Mountain disciples suddenly turned red!

Two of the young disciples actually shed tears, and their voices were choked with sobs: "That's why I want to kill the demons of the Demon Cult, and kill them ruthlessly! Even if I kill a thousand or ten thousand, they won't understand the hatred in my heart. My senior sister …Woooo…”

"My junior sister is already engaged to me...but, just like that...junior sister, I will avenge you! Revenge!"

Another was hysterical.

Fang Che sighed softly and patted the two of them on the shoulders: "My condolences, besides, they are not dead, they will always live in my heart! My senior sisters and junior sisters will always be young and beautiful, and they are the loves of my life!"

"Woooo..."

The three of them actually started crying.

One of them actually hugged Fang Che and cried miserably: "Mr. Fang, my junior sister died unjustly..."

Fang Che was stunned for a moment.

my God.

Hug me and cry? The hairs on my... hairs stand on end.

"Walk!"

Fang Che thought of a way: "There is a demon sect stronghold ahead. I have been checking it for several days. Let's go! I will take you to take revenge!"

The three of them suddenly became angry: "Go and take revenge! Go and take revenge!"

The man who hugged Fang Che let go of him, wiped his tears, and said with anger in his eyes: "Kill!"

One day.

Mr. Fang took out twelve strongholds.

Ninety-three demon cultists were found!

There were twelve battles in a row. In the middle one, a demon used poison and the poisonous mist spread. Three deacons were poisoned. Fortunately, their lives were not in danger and they were sent back to the guard hall for treatment.

In the last scene, the other party had already received the news and was escaping, which took a lot of effort.

The three disciples of the Hanjian Mountain Sect showed off their power and chased and killed three of them.

Others died in the hands of Fang Che and others.

After returning to the guard hall, the other empty-handed teams were stunned.

We didn't find anything, but you killed so many?

The old deacons all looked envious: following Mr. Fang, there are so many opportunities to make meritorious deeds.

Mr. Fang's eyes are absolutely piercing and golden. He can find the flaws of the Demon Cult's demons even when we don't even pay attention.

All monsters and monsters are invisible to Mr. Fang.

The only other team that made a meritorious service was Hong Er's team. Hong Er's team got a tip and a demon appeared.

So everyone followed, and when they arrived, it turned out to be a master-level master from a demon sect family. After a fierce battle, he shot the opponent to death.

Everyone returned victorious.

Hong Er's cripple reported online and led a coordinated attack to kill him. He got the lion's share of the merit and was divided among the others.

Although there are few, mosquito legs are also meat, so it’s better than having nothing, right?

This also attracted a lot of envious eyes.

The three Hanjian Mountain disciples met with their fellow disciples in the evening. When they talked about Mr. Fang's great achievements and Mr. Fang's blood feud, everyone immediately sighed.

It turns out... they are all fallen people from the end of the world.

Mr. Fang and I share the same sickness and hatred.

No wonder Mr. Fang is so awesome!

In an instant, the sense of recognition and admiration merged with all kinds of sighs and empathy... Mr. Fang's prestige became even higher.

…

The strength of the southeast guarding the main hall has been comprehensively enhanced, and the battle with the devils of the Demon Cult has become more crushing; as long as they are discovered, they will basically not run away.

Good news spread frequently in the seventeen southeastern continents.

However, there has never been any news about Night Demon, who is the top priority.

How can the Night Stalker not be caught? !

Therefore, Southeast's severe crackdown has never relaxed and is always operating under high pressure. And it’s getting more and more brutal! More and more detailed!

Because Master Jiu's order has not been revoked.

I will not give up until I catch the Night Stalker.

More than 10,000 disciples of the major families of the Wealthy Orthodox Sect who came to experience were killed one after another.

More than 70% of them have been killed now.

And it's still going on.

At the entrance to the headquarters of the Orthodox Church, a group of women gradually came to kneel and beg for an end to this trial. No matter how hard you try, you can't drive them away. Slowly, more and more people are kneeling, and it gradually develops into a large scale...

Tens of thousands of people kneel there every day.

The Orthodox Church headquarters finally lost its composure.

If this continues, everyone will really be killed.

So Vice Chief Master Yan finally decided to accept it in advance.

Let these experienced disciples come back.

As soon as this order came out, all the major families whose children were still alive breathed a long sigh of relief. They also sent gifts one after another, urging the acceptance team to leave as soon as possible.

It's best to start today, complete the acceptance tomorrow, and have the children come back the day after tomorrow.

Under such urging, the acceptance team worked all day and night and dispersed.

…

At the headquarters, Vice Chief Master Yan looked at the people sent by Dongfang Sansan to deliver the purple crystal.

Well, the share has arrived.

Vice Chief Master Yan's eyes were beating hard.

"May I have your name?"

"I am the guardian of Yan Jundi, Yang Luoyu." Yang Luoyu is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Hey, is the cloud weapon spectrum ranked 45th?"

Yan Nan smiled: "Yan Jundi?"

"yes."

Yan Nan thought for a moment, smiled, and said: "The body is made of warm and clear white jade, and a song of two realms can summon the souls of the dead. He is not a performer in the world of mortals, but he is a ferryman in the underworld."

It is the commentary poem of Yang Luoyu's weapon manual in the cloud.

Yan Nan smiled lightly: "I have admired your name for a long time."

Yang Luoyu stood upright and replied: "I am so honored and favored."

"How much is the share this time? Although it is only 10%, there should be a lot of amethyst mines that can produce amethyst souls, right?"

Yan Nan smiled.

"Yes, quite a bit."

"Take it out and see."

Yang Luoyu agreed and touched the space ring with his finger.

With a crash, a large pile of amethyst appeared.

Yan Nan's expression changed.

Not too much, but...a little less.

"Is this the share Dongfang Sansan gave me? The 10% I want... is just 20,000 pieces of amethyst?"

Vice Chief Master Yan checked it and stared.

He felt like he was short-changed.

After planning for so long, the Fire Demon went out and nine volcanoes erupted. With such a huge momentum, the Fire Demon was slashed twenty-five times by Xue Fuxiao, and he is still lying in pieces...

In exchange for 20,000 pieces of amethyst as a fig leaf?

All the major benefits were taken away by Dongfang Sansan.

Yan Nan felt as if she had made a wedding dress for someone.

And it also gave the other party an excuse to massacre the training disciples.

This is almost killing them all.

"This is a list of things mined every day. It only lasted half a month and then it was gone."

Yang Luoyu handed over a piece of paper.

It is clearly recorded above.

"It was 120,000 on the first day, and 30,000 on the second day?" Yan Nan said depressedly.

"The first day was naturally fast because it was very concentrated. From the afternoon of the second day onwards, you just had to search everywhere."

Yang Luoyu said: "Actually, the top-grade amethyst only costs 185,000 yuan. The others are a lot of high-grade, medium-grade, and low-grade. Later, basically all of them are low-grade. There are thousands As much as 10,000 yuan.”

"But Lord Jiu said that all the 10% given to Vice-Chief Yan will be replaced by top-grade ones. Vice-Chief Yan will not want those low-grade things. Taking them is an insult."

"So, I collected 20,000 of the best and sent it to Vice Chief Yan."

Anyway, those who believe in the Self-Orthodox religion did not go down to watch the mining. This is entirely up to you. You can say whatever you like.

"In addition, there is a letter written specifically for you by Master Jiu."

Yang Luoyu took out a letter from his arms, bowed and handed it over with both hands.

Bowing is not to respect Yan Nan, but to respect the person who wrote this letter.

Yan Nan snorted, waved, and the letter fell into his hand. He opened it and looked at it. Dongfang Sansan's words in it were very polite, and he gave a detailed explanation of the mining, and emphasized that: This mining, it is Ningxue. The sword and the sword are personally responsible.

What I mean is, even if you can’t trust me, you should still be able to trust them, right?

With their reputation in the world, they would never be able to do that kind of thing. These two people have great personalities!

Yan Nan felt sulky.

What kind of relationship do I have with them? Why should I trust them? Aren’t they wearing the same pants as you? Do you think I don’t know?

This Dongfang Sansan actually used his reputation and character to talk things over.

What a shitty character! You have never done this to me before!

In particular, at the end of the letter, Dongfang Sansan mentioned something, which attracted the great attention of Vice Chief Yan.

In the letter, Dongfang Sansan suggested that the two sides hold a friendly competition for the youth generation, and proposed that each side would provide prizes.

For the winner, generous rewards will be given.

And it was also specifically explained that the competition can be divided into several levels; they can be Wuhou, King level, and Emperor level.

Then he deliberately explained humbly that this was an opportunity for the geniuses on the Guardian side to practice and see their opponents clearly.

It also gives the geniuses of Solipsism an opportunity to understand their opponents.

It is also an opportunity to train with each other.

After all, the world from now on is theirs...

Then he wrote a long paragraph eloquently, emphasizing that there are many geniuses emerging from our major martial arts academies, such as so-and-so, so-and-so...

Then he praised the devil sect for its abundant talents, such as Yan Beihan ranked first, Chen Yin and others... were all chosen at the moment; there are so many geniuses in the subordinate sects, such as Night Demon... and so on.

In the end, I proposed sincerely. Since there has been no war recently, we can have a friendly war. It's okay to be prepared for danger in times of peace. It's okay to be idle all the time...

This letter made Yan Nan dumbfounded.

The first reaction was: Damn! The tone of Dongfang Sansan's letter is as if the two parties have formed an alliance, and there is closeness, familiarity, and enthusiasm between the lines.

Do I know you well? Do we have a good relationship with you?

What are you doing?

Do you think I'm a friend? Even if you were willing, I wouldn't dare... If I treated you as a friend, my head would be hanging on the gate of the Guardian tomorrow...

Then Vice Chief Yan’s second reaction was: What the hell is Dongfang Sansan doing again?

Then came the certainty: He must be up to something! Digging a hole! You definitely want to trick me!

But after reading the whole article, I didn’t find anything obvious.

But Yannan learned the lesson thousands of years ago.

To deal with Dongfang Sansan, we must not just accept whatever he says.

This bastard is so arrogant that he really can't play with his mind. Yan Nan no longer wants to recall the losses he suffered over the years.

But the other party's suggestion that the younger generations from both sides fight was clearly tantamount to a declaration of war.

If he doesn't fight, his momentum may be weakened.

Especially young people, if their momentum is weak, it is almost as if they are discouraged. And Yannan is sure of winning!

"I will discuss this matter with the other deputy chief leaders and then give you a reply, Master Jiu."

Yan Nan couldn't make up his mind.

He can be sure that Dongfang Sansan definitely has a conspiracy.

If I agreed, there would definitely be a big pit waiting for me, but after thinking about it, I couldn't see where the big pit was. And this is the most depressing thing.

"Yes. Then I will report back to Master Jiu and wait for news from Vice Chief Yan."

Yan Nan snorted and said: "Yang Luoyu, you are also a member of the Yunduan Weapon Book. Dongfang Sansan sent you out like this. If you die here, it will be a big loss for the guardian."

Yang Luoyu smiled: "The so-called cloud weapon spectrum is actually just a gimmick. In the eyes of people like Deputy Chief Master Yan, it is actually just a joke. It is better than Vice Chief Master Yan, Vice Chief Master Chen, etc... and... We, Master Ninth, you guys are not on the cloud weapon list, but in fact we all know what is going on."

"It's just a list to make the lower-level warriors on both sides work harder to practice; otherwise, there are so many otherworldly sects and peak masters, so why aren't any of them on the list?"

Yang Luoyu smiled calmly and said: "Besides, this time I was sent by Master Jiu to deliver something to Vice Chief Yan. If I die here, Master Jiu will only be happy."

Yan Nan's face turned dark: "You mean I will be unhappy?"

"It depends on what Vice Chief Master Yan thinks."

Yang Luoyu smiled faintly: "I came here in an honest way, and I will leave in an honest way! If anyone wants to kill me, just come. I won't even fight back!"

Yan Nan laughed loudly: "How brave!"

He pointed at the pile of amethysts and said, "Although I know that Dongfang Sansan is fooling me, I will accept it."

Then, he said calmly: "I heard that over there, Xue Fuxiao's great-grandson was frightened? Ask Xue Fuxiao for me how he raised the child. Why can't he be so incapable of being frightened? All this. Now, how will you fight against our genius in the future?"

Yang Luoyu said seriously: "I will carry every word."

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and one can fully imagine Xue Fuxiao's reaction when he heard this sentence. So Yang Luoyu decided to take Master Jian with him to talk about it.

Otherwise, you won't be able to run away when you get beaten. But if you don’t bring this sentence, you will feel that your life is full of regrets...

I believe that with Master Jian's character, he would not want to leave such regrets.

"good!"

Yannan was very satisfied.

It can't take advantage of Dongfang Sansan, and it's not as disgusting as Dongfang Sansan. It's good to be able to make Xue Fuxiao a little disgusting.

You dare to talk to me about your character, then I will talk to you about the shit your great-grandson pooped.

Let’s see which one of us is disgusting!

Watching Yang Luoyu walk out.

Yan Nan pondered.

What is the purpose of Dongfang Sansan? I still need to think carefully about this matter.

…

Yang Luoyu went out from the main entrance, holding his hands behind his back all the way, admiring the scenery, taking his time, neither hurriedly nor impatiently.

Countless solipsistic masters looked at this guy with fire in their eyes.

This guy has done a lot of things recently.

It also ruined a lot of things here and killed a lot of our people.

Now you are walking around our headquarters so arrogantly. Do you really think you are here for tourism?

I wish I could rush up and slap him to death.

But... if he is really shot to death, Vice Chief Yan's face will inevitably be tarnished.

Even the grace is gone.

I could only watch him dangling around.

Especially some of the old opponents turned away angrily, out of sight and out of mind.

But Yang Luoyu actually spent a whole day wandering around the headquarters of the Only Self Orthodox Church.

I also bought a lot of souvenirs and went back.

It looks like someone is here to travel, but also like someone is here to purchase goods.

Buy in bulk.

It wasn't until the space ring he bought couldn't fit his own flute that Shi Shiran dragged his flute out of the city.

"Fuck! Is this bastard here to be a messenger or to purchase goods? Is he showing off his wealth or demonstrating!"

The old rival Jiang Wuwang was furious.

Someone said coldly: "Go up and beat him to death now. If he promises not to fight back, go ahead."

"...Heh, you go."

"Oh, I'm not going."

Everyone is not stupid.

If anyone beats Yang Luoyu to death, then the next moment he and his family will be sent to the guardian headquarters by Yan Nan.

I'm here to give amethyst to your vice-chief leader.

As a result, you actually killed people...

With Dongfang Sansan's methods, once Yang Luoyu died, Yannan would not be able to hold her head up in front of him for the rest of her life.

Who dares to move?

…

And Yan Nan has already found a few people to discuss important matters.

The third deputy chief master is Bi Changhong, the fourth deputy chief master is Wu Xinren Chen Gu, the fifth deputy chief master is Bing Po Bai Jing, and the seventh deputy chief master is Yun Duan Keqing Yu Hanyan. The Eighth Vice-Chief Overlord Whip Xiang Beidou.

And Duan Xiyang, the first Dharma protector of the Only Self Orthodox Sect.

This is the highest level that is still here. Several others have already closed their doors.

Duan Xiyang originally didn't want to participate. After all, he felt uncomfortable being sandwiched between several deputy chief leaders. But the problem now is that he is teaching Yan Beihan's marksmanship...

So he was directly captured by Yan Nan to discuss the matter. Duan Xiyang was not interested at all.

This can be regarded as being able to show up frequently. As for the other 169 people, God doesn't know where they are.

I show up two or three times every 180 years, and come out every three or five years to brush my face when I am diligent.

Therefore, Yan Nan's resentment is getting stronger day by day.

These guys act as deputy chief leaders and do nothing every day, which makes those who work every day feel endlessly tight.

"Tell me, what does Dongfang Sansan mean?"

Yan Nan asked everyone to read the letter.

Discussions began immediately.

"Friendly war?"

The fourth deputy chief leader Chen Gu sneered: "What kind of friendship is there between us and the guardians? It's a joke. It is actually stipulated that only victory or defeat, not life and death, hahaha... Dongfang Sansan was kicked in the head by a donkey. Alright?"

Bi Changhong was also struck by this: "Dongfang Sansan is too naive."

"Naive?"

The seventh vice-chief, Yu Hanyan, smiled coldly and said, "How many years have we been dealing with Dongfang Sansan? When has he ever been naive? Tell us about a time when he hasn't taken advantage?"

Everyone was deep in thought.

This makes so much sense.

Yan Nan knocked on the table and said: "What Lao Shi said makes sense, this is exactly what I want to discuss with you. Dongfang Sansan will never be naive, and will never do anything without purpose. He raised this matter, naturally He has his calculations and ideas, but the question now is, what are his purposes and ideas?"

Yu Hanyan is the seventh deputy chief leader, but ranks tenth among sworn brothers.

The fifth deputy chief leader Bai Jing frowned and said: "Dongfang Sansan's target is the younger generation. The upper limit is only to the emperor level. In other words, his target is in the three levels of Wuhou, Wuwang and Wuhuang."

"Among these three, the one at the emperor level belongs to Xiao Han and his previous generation. The king level is basically Chen Yin and his group, so who is at the Wuhou level?"

Yu Hanyan nodded and said: "Yes, why did Dongfang Sansan specifically propose that the Battle of Wuhou also join the friendly war? There must be a reason for this."

The Eighth Vice Chief Xiang Beidou retorted: "That's not just Wuhou. Dongfang Sansan should be unable to determine which level his target is currently, so he proposed these three levels and wanted to use battle to distinguish them. . Because the previous generation of Xiaohan and his colleagues were basically at the peak of the Martial Emperor level, and most of the qualified ones have already entered the monarch level or even higher."

The seventh deputy chief leader Yu Hanyan said: "What the twelfth brother said is wrong. I think that Dongfang Sansan, with his status, may not care about these emperor-level kings. He must have other plans. You still like to get into trouble as always. .”

Xiang Beidou said tit for tat: "What Brother Ten said, when has anyone else guessed Dongfang Sansan's thoughts? It's just us discussing, after all, everyone is in charge."

Yan Nan felt a headache and rubbed the center of his brow.

Since the last time Xiang Beidou's side's plan against the Yixin Sect failed, the fifth deputy chief leader Bai Jing, who is the backstage of Yinshen Palace, has basically done nothing.

On the other hand, Yu Hanyan's faction, which was ranked seventh, suddenly rebounded and began to block Xiang Beidou's eighth deputy chief leader's faction with all its strength.

Yu Hanyan has been lying down for so many years and basically doesn't care about anything. He doesn't know why he suddenly became enthusiastic about the affairs of the church recently and appeared frequently.

He even started to fight Xiang Beidou upon meeting him.

The current situation of these two people is that as long as the other party says something, then I don't care whether what he said is right or not, I will respect him first.

I won’t let him have an easy time anyway!

Bi Changhong, the third deputy chief leader, said: "Twelfth brother, why are you always choking with your tenth brother? It's been so many years, and you two have been choking for your whole life and you haven't finished it yet."

It seemed that both of them had a hard time talking about this, but upon closer inspection, it turned out that they favored Yu Hanyan.

The fourth deputy chief leader Chen Gu said: "That's right, so are you Han Yan. As an elder brother, why should you hold on to your brother's shortcomings?"

Well, Deputy Master Chen is on Xiang Beidou's side.

Bai Jing, the fifth deputy chief leader, laughed and said: "Hey, brothers, if you have something to say to each other, I am not pretending to be an elder brother to lecture you, elders and younger ones should be superior to each other. That was decided when we became sworn brothers. Noisy What?"

Another one standing on Yu Hanyan's side.

Seeing everyone split into two groups and started arguing.

Bang.

Yan Nan slapped his hand on the table and stood up angrily: "What's going on? Is this a meeting of our head teacher? Or are you fighting for power!? When did the situation between you actually become so chaotic?"

All the deputy chief leaders were silent.

Sitting neatly, their faces were as deep as water.

Duan Xiyang stood up directly and walked out.

"Old Duan, what are you doing here, the chief protector? Sit down!"

Yan Nan said angrily.

Duan Xiyang said coldly: "I'm not interested in watching them taunt each other, and I don't have the brains. I'll go back to sleep."

Go out and walk away.

Bi Changhong slapped the table: "Duan Xiyang, who are you talking about?!"

"Say so-and-so knows it."

Duan Xiyang's voice came from far away, and if he said anything else, he would not reply.

"What a joke!"

Yan Nan was so angry that his white beard was blowing: "You are all old demons with tens of thousands of years of age, gathered at the same table, and they started fighting for power... Tsk, tsk, I really underestimated you."

Yu Hanyan said: "Fifth brother, you don't need to say anything else. Our twelfth brother wants to be the seventh deputy chief leader. Who can't see this? I have not cared about anything for so many years and don't care about it at all. If you, Xiang Beidou, tell me directly that you want to take the next step, it doesn't matter if I give way to my brother, but it won't work if you do it secretly! Then I have to defend my dignity."

"I can give it to you, but you can't knock me down! It's that simple!"

Xiang Beidou said angrily: "Brother Ten, you are talking nonsense. When did I want to be seventh? Aren't seventh and eighth ranked at the back?"

Bi Changhong said coldly: "The back of the row has wronged you? Do you still want to be the boss?"

Suddenly it was impossible to open it.

The five people got into a quarrel.

boom!

Yan Nan slapped his hands on the table, making a loud noise.

Suddenly, everyone fell silent.

Yan Nan's face was as heavy as water, and he pointed to the door: "Get out of here! Come back in after the quarrel is over!"

"If the quarrel doesn't stop, we'll fight. Kill a few and let the ones who are still alive come in!"

Suddenly, all five people fell silent.

"What's wrong with everything!"

Yan Nan was furious.

It's been a long time since I've called for a meeting. Today, when we gathered people together, we discovered such chaos.

"I'm telling you, the eldest brother and the third brother are not here now. If either of them were here, think about what they would do!"

"At such an old age, it wouldn't look so good to be hung up and whipped in front of the entire headquarters, right?"

He raised his hand.

There was a snap.

A dark leather whip of unknown material was placed on the table. The spirit wood table actually creaked.

This shows the weight of this whip.

A brush sound.

The backs of the five people suddenly straightened up.

There was a look of fear in everyone's eyes.

Yan Nan said solemnly: "You all recognize the family rules that eldest brother left behind. From now on, whenever I find out about such things in the future, we will follow the rules. When the time comes, don't blame Fifth Brother for not giving you face!" "

The five people bowed at the same time: "Yes, it's our fault. Fifth brother, please calm down."

Bi Changhong had already taken Dongfang Sansan's letter and studied it seriously: "I've been studying this letter for a long time. Dongfang Sansan is a very shady person. Fifth brother is right. Regarding Dongfang Sansan, , we cannot take it lightly at any time.”

Chen Gu said: "Sixth brother is right."

Xiang Beidou, Yu Hanyan, Bai Jing and others said together: "What Sixth Brother said makes sense."

Yan Nan sighed weakly, looking tired.

He waved his hand and said, "I was wrong, so I shouldn't discuss it with you."

Chen Gu coughed and said: "Fifth brother, it's really no wonder that the brothers can't see anything. It's just that this letter clearly states that Dongfang Sansan's goals are at the imperial level, king level, and Wuhou. Among the grades.”

"And what kind of cultivation are we brothers... Don't talk about this, even the holy level can be slapped to death. Why do you care about these ant-like juniors?"

"For us, if everyone at this level is dead, we may not even take it to heart, let alone use our brains to think about what Dongfang Sansan is going to do."

This sentence made Yan Nan think deeply.

There is a feeling of waking up someone in a dream with just one word.

He pondered for a moment and said, "That's quite the case."

He sighed and said, "Then let's gather the little guys tonight and I'll come to ask for advice."

"good."

"Marquis Wu, please call the new monarchs, Lord Wu, to come. You don't need to notify us in advance. Let's take a look at what these little guys are like."

"Fifth brother is brilliant. I haven't seen the little guys down there for a long time."

"so be it."

"good."

"You all get lost."

"..."

That night.

In the hall of Yanjia, there was a huge crowd.

There are men and women, and they are all outstanding talents among the descendants of the Orthodox Church headquarters.

Yan Beihan and Chen Yin were both inside.

As the only descendant of the Yan family, Yan Beihan was the only one who could compete with her.

But Chen Yin can't do it. Chen Yin has two brothers and one sister.

The terrible thing is... they are all relatives and direct descendants.

People from other houses also came. However, the direct bloodlines of the families of several deputy chief leaders are obviously a bit above everyone else.

Although they are all young people, when everyone gathers together, they basically line up according to the camp of their fathers. They appear to be in distinct groups.

Everyone entered the Yan Family Hall and was stunned for a moment.

Because the middle is completely empty.

There is a chair.

Then there were tables and chairs all around, forming a big circle.

It can seat six hundred people.

And there are exactly 600 people who are qualified to come here today.

In other words, one seat per person.

It is no longer like the past, where only the highest-ranking people sit at a table, while the others go to other tables to join the table, everyone is at the same table!

Outside this circle, there is a platform three feet higher, with a table and a chair on it.

There was a fragrant smell from the kitchen, and it was obvious that food was being cooked.

There was also a constant smell of alcohol wafting out.

Is this the way the Yan family treats guests today?

Many people immediately felt something unusual.

This kind of big round table will test everyone.

As the saying goes, there is no big or small round table.

But this sentence can only fool ordinary people; in fact, the hierarchy of the round table is particularly strong and clear.

Everyone said nothing and everyone found their own seats. However, no one can sit in the wrong seat!

Although Yan Beihan is a girl, she is sitting in the master's seat, with two best friends beside her. On the left is Bi Yunyan, a direct descendant of Master Bi's family; on the right is Chen Xue, of Vice Master Chen's family. That is, Chen Yin’s eldest sister.

Then there are Feng Yun, Feng Xue, Feng Xing and Feng Yue from the Feng family.

It is Yun Xing Yuexue, the leader of the younger generation.

Then there are Chen Yun, the boss of the Chen family; Bi Feng, the Bi family; Bai Ye, the Bai family; Yu Cheng, the Yu family; Wu Di, the Wu family; Xiang Xin, the Xiang family; and Xiong Ying, the Xiong family.

Chen Yin is ranked 19th, which can be considered a high status.

As for Ling Kong and others who formed an alliance with Night Demon in the plan to raise Gu to become a god, they were ranked at number 220. And only two entered the room, Ling Kong and Xi Yun.

Teams of girls in white came up with dishes, and the waiters behind them also opened the wine and filled it up one after another.

Suddenly the whole hall was filled with fragrance.

But everyone sat and didn't move.

There were only a few girls whispering to each other. Her smile is like a flower, and she lets out a sweet smile from time to time.

Because even Yan Beihan, the organizer of the banquet, didn't know what was going on today.

The others, Feng Yun and others, were even more confused.

But the more this happens, the more the family's upbringing becomes apparent.

Almost everyone is smiling and personable. When he spoke occasionally, he spoke softly.

Naturally, there are some who can't hold their temper, but with so many big bosses silent, even if they can't hold their temper, they still have to endure it.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Finally, under the expectation of everyone, Feng Yun finally spoke out.

"Xiaohan, what's going on today? There's such a big fight all of a sudden?"

Feng Yun asked with a smile.

This is a descendant of the first deputy chief leader Feng Du, and is also recognized as the number one master by the younger generation. He is only thirty-five years old, and is already a high-level master of saints.

I am a leader who teaches the younger generation.

Yan Beihan rolled his eyes and said, "What the hell, Xiaohan, Xiaohan, you kid doesn't talk well, why should you call me grandma, right?"

As soon as this was said, the whole table burst into laughter.

Everyone was happy to see the boss being defeated.

But there is nothing wrong with what Yan Beihan said. If we really wanted to talk about seniority, Feng Yun might not be able to finish shouting the word 'ancestor' after shouting for a quarter of an hour. As for the two words 'aunt' after it, even more Can't shout.

Tens of thousands of years of reproduction and inheritance... Even if one generation is based on thirty years, you can calculate how many "ancestors" there are.

Feng Yun laughed and said: "Then I really screamed, Zu..."

I wanted to expand the configuration of the Demon Cult in a while, but it was over one million words long. It is still necessary to make a hole to come out first. I will probably have to come back and review the chapters today and tomorrow... countless times...