Lord of the Night

afternoon.

It’s worth it.

Mr. Fang then began to be busy, arranging duties, precautions, key points, key areas, how about the North City...

All in all, I look very busy, so busy that I have no time to eat.

But Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Yinger actually never left.

Has been waiting quietly.

Watching quietly.

Watch him pretend to be busy.

And the food and drinks have already been ordered.

Finally, Mr. Fang had no choice. I can't put it off any longer, so I accept my fate.

"Let's go."

"OK."

Fang Che was helpless. Looking at Zhao Ying'er's perseverance, one knew that this test was not going to be so easy.

But Fang Che wasn't worried at all.

Who is Ye Meng?

Although he is submissive and obedient in front of himself, he seems to have no temper and no intention.

But what is this? It's a spy!

Undercover!

Ever since Ye Meng came to him, Fang Che had never noticed that this girl had done anything out of the ordinary; she looked ignorant, cute, and unsmart, and she was a bit silly.

But the impression given to everyone is that he is cute, docile and harmless.

Even old devils like Yin Shen Gong Mu Linyuan have a very good impression of Ye Meng - if there is something about Ye Meng that makes Yin Shen Palace look down on, Yin Shen Palace will not force a marriage and will host the wedding.

Instead, the body was directly destroyed.

Such a girl, on the surface, would suffer a loss no matter who she faced. But in fact, against anyone, the possibility of suffering a loss is very low.

On the contrary, Fang Che was a little worried about whether Zhao Ying'er would be severely hit by Ye Meng.

Zhao Ying'er has obviously been carefully dressed, her face is delicate and radiant. Heroic and charming, charming.

Jing Xiuyun didn't dress up at all. On the contrary, she made herself look a little ugly.

But just this little bit made Fang Che suddenly look at Jing Xiuyun with admiration.

This woman is a friend worth keeping.

Walking easily all the way, when he arrived in front of the Sage's Residence, Fang Che suddenly felt a little guilty. He felt inexplicably like a husband who had an affair and brought his mistress home.

Pushing the door open and walking in, Ye Meng, who was practicing swordplay in the courtyard, came up to him: "You're back? Hey, this is..."

"Well, two colleagues, this is Zhao Ying'er and this is Jing Xiuyun, they have been very helpful to me. I specially invited them to come to our house. You can prepare some side dishes for us to eat together."

"oh oh……"

Ye Meng suddenly had a look of surprise on his face: "Deacon Zhao, please come in, Deacon Jing, please come in... It's really brilliant. Oh, Fang Che, why didn't you tell me earlier? I didn't even take care of this..."

Looking at the almost spotless large yard, all the facilities are just right, and the whole yard is like a large handicraft.

Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Yinger were both shocked.

It’s not just a matter of cleanliness.

But that kind of...comfort, comfort, comfort, you feel comfortable when you enter this home. It's a feeling that you're coming home when you enter here.

From a woman's perspective, a woman who can create such a family atmosphere is definitely not simple.

Entering the room also enters the battlefield of women.

Night dreams are as soft as water, warm and elegant.

Water is good for all things without fighting.

And Zhao Ying'er has a heroic appearance. Although she has a gentle and gentle smile on her face, and she is chatting with a smile, but compared with Ye Meng, she always has an aggressive feeling.

It's actually very friendly.

But under the symmetry of Night Dream, he immediately became sharper.

Regarding this point, even Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Yinger themselves found it incredible.

Because the usual Zhao Ying'er has always had a soft and weak image in the Deacon Hall, but now Zhao Ying'er is three points weaker than usual.

And Ye Meng clearly doesn't act very weak, but she can contrast Zhao Ying'er's aggressiveness...

This is really strange.

Ye Meng was hospitable to the guests and smiled gently: "Since we two have lived here, these two sisters are the first guests that Fang Che has brought home, so they must be good friends. I am very happy to meet you."

"Sister-in-law, you're welcome."

Zhao Ying'er said: "Sister-in-law is so beautiful. When I saw her so close today, I realized how lucky Mr. Fang is."

"Hey, I'm just a housewife, so I can't help him."

Ye Meng smiled a little lowly: "It's all thanks to your help and support that he is where he is today. I'd like to thank him in advance."

"That's right. Besides, under the wise leadership of Mr. Fang, we are all very safe and fulfilled."

Both sides were polite for a while.

Then the three women began to prepare the food. Their hands and feet were very nimble. It was obvious that they all knew how to go to the hall and the kitchen, and they were very virtuous.

Zhao Ying'er asked while washing vegetables: "Sister-in-law, why can't I see through your current cultivation level? It seems that my sister-in-law is also a master."

Ye Meng smiled gently: "My cultivation level is only the sixth level of Wuhou, but to you, Mr. Fang, I can't help you at all, alas."

The corners of Zhao Ying'er's mouth twitched, and her mood suddenly felt a little low.

Although her cultivation level has improved a lot after healing, she is still only at the first level of Wu Shuai; who would have thought that Ye Meng is already at the sixth level of Wu Hou...

Suddenly I felt more than a head shorter.

Jing Xiuyun: "Sister-in-law, how do you take care of your skin? It's even tenderer than that of a seven or eight-year-old girl. This is really..."

As she spoke, she took a closer look. The more she spoke, the more envious she became, and then she was simply shocked: "You... you can hardly even see the pores, this white and tender... tsk tsk, just like the top-grade white jade. It looks like suet..."

Zhao Ying'er also started to look at Ye Meng's arm with his sleeves rolled up, and the admiring light in his eyes almost shot out: "Sister-in-law, how do you take care of yourself like this?"

Then the trip of washing vegetables and cooking turned into a beauty exchange between the three women.

Mr. Fang opened the wine and waited. The first wait didn't come, the second wait didn't come, the third wait...

Well, it’s finally here, and it’s already the beginning of the lights.

The four of them started to toast in harmony.

The whole night was full of fun.

When it was about to end, Zhao Ying'er finally said to Ye Meng: "Sister-in-law, only the two of you live in such a big house? It's a bit too empty and spacious."

Ye Meng blinked and said with a smile: "It's a bit empty. In fact, I often think that it would be great if someone else could live here. It's just that you guys don't understand the style, so I'm afraid this goal will be difficult."

Zhao Ying'er's face turned red.

It was red as if blood was dripping from it.

Jing Xiuyun was on the side, raising his glass with a smile, and said: "I didn't expect my sister-in-law to be so open-minded; let's have a drink."

Ye Meng glanced sideways at Fang Che and said with a smile, "It's okay if you're not enlightened. I don't care about this family."

A meal for both the guest and the host. Zhao Ying'er and Ye Meng became like real sisters later on, holding hands and whispering, and they were so harmonious.

Ye Meng was extremely enthusiastic and taught Zhao Yinger how to take care of her skin, how to take care of her body, how to stretch her body...

Then I applied Ye Meng's usual toiletries on my arms to test the effect one by one.

The Shura Field that Mr. Fang imagined did not appear at all.

And there was basically nothing wrong with him throughout the whole process. It felt like she was attending a gathering of close friends from the beginning to the end, and she was the one who showed up unexpectedly and was not welcomed.

There is a sense of rejection everywhere.

And I feel like a stupid goose: I don’t understand the meaning of a completely devoid of laughter sentence. What does it mean for three women to lean forward and backward together and tremble like flowers?

It was a trivial matter that was obviously so common that even she didn't care about it, but they actually discussed it for so long... What was there to discuss?

Women's thoughts are so strange.

As for taking care of your fingers...

Fang Che stretched out his finger to look at it. This thing is used to chop people with a knife. Even if you maintain it like a flower... in the end, aren't you going to chop people with a knife or wipe your butt with paper?

Mr. Fang felt that compared with these women, he was simply sober in the world.

Always able to hit the nail on the head and get to the essence.

The knife is for killing, the hands are for working, the mouth is for eating and talking, and somewhere, it is for shitting.

That's what he thought, so that's what he said.

"Actually, I don't understand. You women, for example, take this face and wipe it off every day..."

Mr. Fang said: "Those who go out also wipe it off and repair it at any time. Those who have problems at home also wipe it off every day. At night, they still have to wash it clean and wash it several times... Why bother?"

"Married people wipe it off, and unmarried people wipe it off too; these things are expensive, why buy them? Just to wipe them on your face all day and wash them off at night... From this point on To say it, is to say that money has been spent to no avail and has been washed away.”

Mr. Fang said: "And that..."

Just as he was about to continue, he saw three pairs of eyes looking at him in shock.

The three women were sincerely shocked when they said these words to each other that the straight man had reached the ceiling level.

Jing Xiuyun was holding the wine and forgot to drink it. He said with round almond eyes, "Mr. Fang, how could you ask such a question? This shouldn't be your question, right?"

In the eyes of Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Ying'er, Mr. Fang is handsome and elegant, with a beautiful tree facing the wind. He is definitely the type that women like. Since he is the type that women like, how can he not understand the style?

But Ye Meng's eyebrows arched after being shocked.

Because Ye Meng knew that once Fang Che said these words, it meant that the straight male character hidden under the face of Mr. Junya had completely broken out again.

When it comes to dealing with girls, Mr. Fang is constantly doing tricks.

When it comes to pleasing girls, Mr. Fang can only rely on unintentional manipulations that he doesn't even know about, so let's not mention them.

But when it comes to how to make girls angry, Mr. Fang is definitely the best among them all!

Ye Meng also constantly figured out this point on his own.

From the beginning of 'selling into a brothel' to the later 'crazy way of slapping girls in the face', Ye Meng didn't realize until after marriage what kind of person she had married!

She really thought that this guy was pretending to be crazy to punish herself.

But later I learned that this guy is good in other aspects, but... when it comes to dealing with girls, his emotional intelligence is so negative that it has no limit.

Fang Che said: "It makes sense. Can you tell me if this is the truth? Is it washed off after applying it? Is it a waste?"

Jing Xiuyun said: "But after applying it, I feel better than usual."

"Isn't this a lie?"

Mr. Fang was speechless and said: "It's originally a crooked melon and a cracked jujube. Can it be said that if you apply it to look good, you can deceive yourself into thinking that you are not ugly?"

Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Ying'er: "..."

"Let's use an analogy."

Mr. Fang began to present the facts and reason: "It's like a martial artist with a low level of cultivation. He talks about profound martial arts theories every day and deceives the world. But as long as he tries it, he will know that he is a fool, right?"

"..."

"This principle also applies to women. For example, if you are originally ugly, put on powder..."

Fang Che was talking about this with great interest, and when he was about to use the truth to conquer these three misguided women, he saw the three women raising their glasses at the same time: "Let's drink."

The three of them clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

He left Mr. Fang aside.

Then the three of them formed a small group and talked together.

The degree of unity is even greater than before.

Obviously, I don't want to care about him.

At this moment, something suddenly shone brightly in the sky, as if a bright moon suddenly appeared high in the sky, shining majestically and illuminating the earth.

The sword energy is like light, attracting attention from all directions and shocking all dark corners.

"Master Jian has started to frighten you with his sword energy again."

Jing Xiuyun sighed: "It seems that the dream demon hasn't been caught yet."

"But the dream demon doesn't dare to move anymore." Zhao Ying'er said.

"But Master Jian can't stay here for long."

"The dream demon will not hide for a long time. As time goes by, it will always show its flaws. So...it depends on who is patient."

Several people talked about it.

The sword energy of Ningxue Sword is constantly hovering in the sky above Baiyun Continent, changing directions from east to west, south to north.

It took half an hour before he disappeared quietly.

The people under the sword light slept extremely peacefully. That's an ultimate sense of security!

Fang Che stared at the sky, because he felt that during this time in Baiyun Continent, Master Jian's sword seemed to have changed a little, and its power seemed to have increased.

I don’t know, is it my own misunderstanding?

…

A meal where both the guest and the host enjoy themselves. It means that both the female guests and the hostess are enjoying themselves.

Mr. Fang had three beauties accompanying him to dinner, but it was as if he had been drinking alone all night. And it's solitary.

The three women chatted in full swing, and Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Yinger left at midnight.

Fang Che took a shower depressedly and lay on the bed.

Ye Meng lay quietly next to him, lying there, and suddenly laughed out of nowhere.

"What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing. I just think about it, the expressions on their faces after they knew your true face were quite funny."

"What am I really like?"

"Rough guy, reckless, ignorant of style, straight man."

Fang Che said angrily: "How thick is it?"

Ye Meng rolled his eyes.

Fang Che was about to punish him when he heard Ye Meng sigh quietly.

"What's wrong?"

"I've brought this all home, when will I get married?" Ye Meng Youyou asked.

"Nonsense."

Fang Che rested his head on his arms and said, "Tonight, you should have told her to give up her thoughts."

"Won't."

Ye Meng whispered: "If it were anyone else, maybe they would have given up, but this Miss Zhao is different. Miss Zhao looks quite weak, but she is not someone who gives up easily. Moreover, Miss Zhao has an elegant posture. There is a kind of nobility that cannot be cultivated in girls from ordinary families."

Fang Che frowned: "You mean, her origins are extraordinary?"

"It feels like this, at least it's a big family."

"oh……"

Fang Che frowned.

Zhao Yinger, who is she?

"What are your plans?" Ye Meng asked quietly.

"You still don't know my identity?" Fang Che smiled bitterly: "If my master hadn't forced me, I wouldn't even marry you."

This sentence is really straight for a straight man.

But Ye Meng felt relieved instead.

"snort!"

"As for you, I think you seem quite welcoming."

"I?"

Ye Meng snorted, covered herself with a quilt and went to sleep. You actually have the nerve to ask me?

But Fang Che also got in...

…

the other side.

Under night.

Jing Xiuyun and Zhao Yinger were also talking: "How is it? Have you given up?"

"I have no intention of giving up."

Zhao Ying'er said: "I always feel that when they get along, they don't look like a couple. Mr. Fang is fine, but my sister-in-law gives me the feeling that she is taking care of him at all times; just like a maid."

Jing Xiuyun smiled: "Sister-in-law was originally President Fang's maid, you didn't even know that?"

"I see."

Zhao Yinger was thoughtful.

"After seeing such a straight man, you haven't given up yet?" Jing Xiuyun asked.

"Straight men are the best men." Zhao Ying'er said: "Although I don't understand amorous feelings, for such a man, even if he wants to flirt with women, no women will care about him."

"not necessarily."

Jing Xiuyun completely disagrees with this view: "Being a prostitute has nothing to do with being a straight man. Being a prostitute requires money."

"maybe."

Zhao Ying'er said: "Anyway, I feel like Mr. Fang is just faking it."

"impossible!"

Jing Xiuyun objected fiercely: "I'm definitely not pretending. You can't pretend like this."

Zhao Ying'er said: "You don't understand what I mean; when I say pretend, I don't mean that he is not this kind of person, but... some words, he actually knows that they are inappropriate and his performance is poor; usually he just I would never say it out loud; but today I completely let myself go and said whatever I wanted to say.”

"To a certain extent, this is just an act."

"But it's very difficult for you to get into this house. This sister-in-law is not easy to deal with." Jing Xiuyun said.

"Yes, very powerful! Very powerful!"

Zhao Yinger nodded.

When I saw Ye Meng today, I felt like I was a best friend; but Zhao Ying'er could still really feel that Ye Meng was like a hidden needle.

"You can't attack someone like my sister-in-law. Although she won't fight back, she will rebound, and I can't stand the rebound."

Zhao Yinger smiled bitterly.

"She won't fight back?"

Jing Xiuyun sighed: "You are wrong again."

…

The next day, Fang Che specially led a team to search the entire process again; the focus was still on Beicheng.

He had a strong feeling. If people from the Tianshen Sect are in Baiyun Continent, then they must be in Beicheng!

So he was particularly concerned about this.

For several consecutive days, all the focus was on Beicheng. However, during this period of time, nothing was discovered.

But there are also unexpected rewards.

That is……

Ningxuejian had obviously noticed Fang Che's behavior and saw him frequently leading people back and forth in Beicheng.

Slowly Ningxue Jian also felt that there was something weird about this place?

So I moved at high altitude, wanting to see what was strange here.

The result is... Ningxue Sword focuses on shocking Beicheng during the day and night.

The people in the Celestial God Sect below were simply in a state of panic all day long.

"What's going on? Why is this evil star specifically targeting Beicheng? Could it be that something has been revealed somewhere?"

Kou Fang didn't dare to move.

Normally, people don’t even dare to practice Qigong. For fear of triggering fluctuations in spiritual energy and arousing Ningxue Sword's suspicion.

Days like this are like a year.

…

Fang Che came to the World Escort Agency in the evening and continued to transform into the Starlight Helmsman, becoming his own chief escort.

Nowadays, no one dares to call him "rudder". He is always called the chief escort.

The Ningxue Sword is above the head, and the World Escort Bureau is more harmonious and loving than usual.

"One hundred and fifty more people have received orders to go back." Zheng Yunqi came to report.

"Well, how long has it been since Meier and the others left?"

"Sixteen days."

"Sixteen days... we should have traveled 20,000 miles." Starlight Helmsman thought for a while and said.

"more than."

Zheng Yunqi said: "Our escort cars are all specially made. On the surface, there is no problem in traveling eight hundred miles a day, but the escort personnel are all advanced warriors. If we can speed up, there is a way. The horses escorting the escort are all He has the blood of a spiritual beast, and an ordinary pill is enough to support him running wildly for two days without any problems."

"So the one-day trip should be about two thousand miles. The day before yesterday, they sent a message back that they were almost at Huofeng Pass. However, that section of the road was all mountainous and the horses couldn't run. And these guys must not be willing to abandon the escort car. . So... the speed will be a little slower, but we should be able to reach Huofeng Pass tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

Zheng Yunqi is calculating.

"Well, prepare a group of escorts again, and let the 150 people who receive the news prepare to set off."

Starlight Helmsman raised his eyelids and said.

"Still according to the specifications last time?" Zhao Wushang asked.

"Of course. Do you want to favor one over the other?" Starlight Helmsman asked in surprise.

"Last time, it cost fifteen million taels of silver." Zhao Wushang reminded.

"Do it!"

Starlight Helmsman glared.

"yes."

Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang's eyes were red.

The helmsman has always been stingy, even stingy, but this time he was extremely generous to the people who left.

I wish I could equip them with all the good things from Baiyun Continent, so that everyone can have a good time when they go back.

They can clearly feel the reluctance of Starlight Helmsman, which is a deep friendship.

But for Starlight Helmsman himself, there is nothing he can't bear to part with. This is all paving the way for the future, and this is also my last chance to show favor to this group of people.

So, what are you afraid of if it’s heavier?

The heavier it is, the better they will remember themselves in the future.

Early morning on the third day.

The World Escort Bureau once again sent out a large group of escorts to escort them out of the city.

That day, the wind was howling and the clouds were thick.

When the escort team left the city gate, the flying sand and rocks were so strong that they could hardly keep their eyes open.

Kou Yifang was mixed in the crowd and watched the escort car of the World Bodyguard Bureau leave the city. After careful inspection, the city gate guard let it pass, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

…

Zhao Wushang reported back.

"The chief escort, more than a hundred guys, almost cried all the way due to the strong wind."

"damn it!"

Starlight Helmsman couldn't laugh or cry: "This is to let them go home, not to send them to die. Each one of them will cry."

Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang wanted to laugh but couldn't.

Because they can't bear it.

"Six hundred and ninety-six people, three hundred have left, and there are still three hundred and ninety-six left."

Starlight Helmsman said calmly: "With two more batches, we are almost done."

Zheng Yunqi felt sad for a while and said: "Chief escort, I really don't want to leave. Can you help me think of a way?"

Zhao Wushang also looked forward to it.

They really don't want to leave! You can stay here for the rest of your life!

"I?"

Starlight Helmsman pointed to his nose: "Shall I help you think of a solution?"

Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang nodded wildly like chickens pecking at rice.

"Hehehe..."

Starlight Helmsman laughed strangely: "You still think I'm a big shot... If I had the final say, none of you 696 people would be able to leave!"

The two of them almost shed tears as if they were mourning their heirs.

That is this day.

Huofeng Pass.

Zhou Meier and others saw the people who responded, people from their respective families, and people from the headquarters; this was already the territory of the New Chu State, and it was an inland mountainous area.

It's safe.

Go home!

It is a smooth journey from here to the headquarters.

At the moment they saw the family, one hundred and fifty people suddenly cried in unison.

Every one of the girls burst into tears.

Everyone in the family is very happy: they have suffered hardships outside, and they know that things are better at home. We all cried with excitement when we saw him.

Then these guys started crying more and more intensely.

The family members came forward to comfort him: "Okay, I won't cry anymore when I get home. I won't cry anymore."

Then she cried even harder.

The more he was comforted, the more he cried, and the tears flowed, and he still struggled.

Everyone was helpless and could only understand that the children were too excited.

Then someone said: "There are actually so many big cars. Open them and see what they bring back."

This sentence is so remarkable that it stokes a hornet's nest.

None of those who were crying stopped crying. There was a whoosh and a group of guards appeared beside the carriage: "Who dares to touch our things! We will fight him to the death!"

"..."

The large team of people who came to respond were immediately confused.

Are these kids crazy?

Then I saw these guys opening the escort car by themselves.

And... well-organized.

Wu Lianlian took a notebook and took notes, calling the names. Another girl was handing it out. Zhou Meier is supervising.

Whoever's name is read will come up and get a copy.

When I walked back holding her in my arms, I became a person in tears again.

All escort cars were opened, exactly one hundred and fifty copies.

Zhou Meier was the last one to hold her share, hugging the damaged escort car and crying into tears.

Wu Lianlian took a step forward: "Mei'er, according to the captain's instructions, we are going to destroy the escort carriage here, burn the escort flag, and make it look like we were robbed."

"No!"

Zhou Meier burst into tears, hugged the escort flag tightly in her arms, and begged: "Lianlian, please let me save one..."

Wu Lianlian looked troubled.

As soon as there was a door, several other women rushed out with a whoosh, each holding a small escort flag.

There are thirty escort cars, each with a small escort flag. Thirty big girls rushed out and swept them away.

Others who didn't grab it immediately burst into tears.

Then thirty-one people looked at Wu Lianlian with tears in their eyes and pleading faces.

"Why……"

Wu Lianlian sighed: "Take it back and don't show it again, otherwise it will be difficult to explain."

"Thank you, Sister Lianlian!"

The girls were overjoyed.

Then the escort cars were gathered together and burned.

Black smoke was billowing and fire was blazing.

One hundred and fifty people cried uncontrollably and knelt down facing the east, crying so hard that they couldn't get up.

Family members and people from the headquarters who came to greet them: "..."

"What's going on?"

"I do not know."

"These kids seem to be obsessed..."

The escort car has been processed.

Each one held their own gift tightly and followed the family forward step by step.

The crying continued.

The confused family members could only accompany them all the way. After their mood improved, they began to ask: "What on earth is going on..."

Then, the topic along the way became Starlight Helmsman!

"How about the helmsman..."

"...Mighty and majestic, resourceful..."

"How about the helmsman..."

"The helmsman treats us..."

"In the beginning...but later, and still later...the helmsman was kind to me..."

"The helmsman, the helmsman, the helmsman..."

"..."

The family members who came to meet him all looked surprised, scratching their heads and thinking: "Is there such a person in this spiritual sect?"

"Although these guys don't show off when they are at home, in fact, each of them has some ability, otherwise they would not be sent out to practice. After all, those pure wastes are not even qualified to die..."

"How could someone convince them all to such an extent..."

"It's really not easy for a big girl to take off her pants."

Zhou Meier's parents came in person. Seeing that Zhou Meier was unhappy along the way and started to shed tears after taking only two steps, Mrs. Zhou was worried. If she just cried all the way back, wouldn't she have to cry all the water in her body and cry like a human being? …

So he asked patiently, comforted her slightly, held her in his arms to comfort her, and asked questions by the way.

After asking, Mrs. Zhou sighed.

A wise daughter is better than a mother.

This girl's heart... I'm afraid she won't be able to come back.

What should I do? I still have an engagement...

As Zhou Meier walked away, she kept looking back full of nostalgia.

I still kept thinking back to the time when the Starlight Helmsman sent him out of the city without showing up but let out a distant roar in farewell.

The voice echoed in her heart, and Zhou Meier's eyes were filled with tears.

The group of people walked further and further away, and yellow sand rose up behind them, blocking their way back.

Thank you all for your support. Let’s have a blast on the first day of the new year and new atmosphere.