Lord of the Night

"Why do you see it?" Aunt Hong asked.

"Because they finally chose to register. This is proof!"

Yan Beihan said: "This time, it is actually an unnecessary conflict, but for the Guardian and the Solipsistic Orthodoxy, such a conflict can reveal a lot about the future. The Purple Clothes Palace treats our Solipsistic Orthodoxy, It's fear, jealousy, and avoiding people; flattery and flattery are just superficial."

"Because what they really mean is that they are afraid of us."

"Afraid that we would beat him."

"Generally, if you choose a camp, such an organization will never choose our side, because they are worried about being eaten by us at any time. But when they choose the Guardians, they don't have this worry."

"So..." Yan Beihan said: "Dogs are generally afraid of wolves and will not be friends with wolves no matter what. They are either fearful, fearful, or jealous, but when pressed, they will bite back and rush. Come up and fight.”

"But dogs are generally very friendly with people. And dogs rely on people's power... Even if dogs and people occasionally have troubles, they can wipe them out by wagging their tails. So the dog's final destination is on the other side."

Aunt Hong nodded, and then said: "You mean...our Solemnity is a wolf? The gate of the Outer World is a dog? The guardian is a human?"

Yan Beihan nodded and said, "Although it doesn't sound good, it is true."

"And our plan to raise Gu to become a god, and our fighting instinct to constantly plunder and expand... are the same as those of wolves."

"Moreover, wolves are good at fighting alone and working together in groups; but when necessary, they will ruthlessly abandon their own kind to protect themselves."

"But the guardians I met along the way were not like this."

"Wolves only believe in power and profit."

"But dogs can even eat shit."

Yan Beihan said lightly: "And guardians are like people. When the mountains and rivers are exhausted, they can even eat grass roots and bark. The poorer they are, the more united they are, and the poorer they are, the more they help each other. The poorer they are, the more they help each other. The more difficult it is to deal with.”

"And the current guardians are like a group of poor people."

"The dogs are fierce and not completely tamed. There are our wolves outside."

Aunt Hong was deep in thought.

But Duan Xiyang, who was sitting on the recliner, opened his eyes and said with appreciation: "This metaphor is really wonderful."

"Grandpa Duan."

"Well, Xiaohan, let me ask you, if this theory of yours is followed, when is the best time to deal with the guardian?"

Duan Xiyang asked.

Yan Beihan pondered and said: "Theoretically, it should be that after the Guardian Continent has been quiet, peaceful and prosperous for a period of time, some of the original poor people have turned into rich people. After greed, arrogance, luxury and the corruption of power without the threat of external enemies, …Easiest to deal with.”

Duan Xiyang said: "What about this time?"

"Two hundred years minimum."

Yan Beihan said: "If the middle level is included, then the minimum is five hundred years. As for the upper level of the guardian, it is basically indestructible... But if the entire continent below is rotten, it will be useless no matter how awake the upper level is."

Duan Xiyang nodded.

Sighed softly.

"You're right."

"The time when the Guardian Continent was almost destroyed, our Solipsism was silent for a period of time after suffering a major setback...and the sects on the Guardian Continent did not take any action. Any action is not a big deal, let the Guardian The mainland has been resting and recuperating for a long time.”

"And that's the opportunity to recuperate and recuperate that Dongfang Sansan fought for through his desperate measures."

"It's just that Dongfang Sansan himself didn't expect that this kind of opportunity to recuperate would almost destroy the Guardian Continent. The erosion of power, interests and beauty has made many middle and lower classes basically unable to talk about combat effectiveness."

"So since then, Dongfang Sansan has no longer been so radical, but has used all means to keep us away and not let us succeed... always keeping the Guardian Continent under the high pressure of the Solipsism. "

When Duan Xiyang talked about Dongfang Sansan, his accent was full of admiration and respect.

"I have to say that Dongfang Sansan is a talented person. It can even be said...unparalleled in history, unprecedented in history!"

"Whether it is political strategy, military affairs, situation, general trend, natural power, situation, or even people's hearts... they are all within his calculations."

"Xiaohan is right. As long as all members of our Solipsism sect withdraw to the headquarters, if we don't leave for a thousand years... then the Guardian Continent here will be turned upside down. Even, if it is fierce, it will We will bury a lot of the mainland’s elites.”

"At that time, if we recharge our batteries and march forward, the world will be at our fingertips."

Duan Xiyang smiled: "But you must not forget that the people over there are also human beings. Although there is fighting here, it may not stop fighting over there."

"Because once there is peace, many talented and ambitious people will no longer have room for advancement. This is a huge hidden danger!"

"So on the one hand, Dongfang Sansan won't let us evacuate, and on the other hand, we don't dare to evacuate either."

"These ambitious people must grow up as quickly as possible and go to the battlefield to fight with the guardians. Either you stand out quickly, or you are wasted on the battlefield quickly. Only in this way can the foundation of a society be stable."

"Otherwise, such a person will easily endanger the place where he is, and make the people miserable."

"The human heart!"

Duan Xiyang's eyes shone with a ruthless and cold light: "This is the ugliest thing! That's why we, the Solipsistic Cult, must break this decadent world and let it start from scratch!"

Yan Beihan lowered his head and said: "Is the human heart, from the Guardian's side all the way to the Solipsistic Orthodox Church... so ugly?"

Duan Xiyang fell silent.

After a long while, he said: "Do you know who cares about people's hearts?"

"who?"

"High-level officials don't care about people's hearts, because people's hearts are just tools." Duan Xiyang said lightly: "It's just a tool."

"What about the bottom floor?" Yan Beihan asked.

"The bottom class cares about people's hearts, but the people's hearts at the bottom are very shallow. Even if it is damaged, it is very small, and most of them are within the tolerable range."

Duan Xiyang said: "So the people who care most about people's hearts are those in the middle."

"In this world, the most people are at the bottom, and the least are at the top; those in the middle...hehe."

Duan Xiyang said: "If you catch them all and kill them all according to worldly morality, there will definitely be injustice, but if you kill every other person... the fish that slip through the net will account for 90% of the remaining half of the people killed. above."

"So, people's hearts are to be punished!"

Duan Xiyang said.

When he said this, his eyes even showed a sharp and murderous look.

Yan Beihan frowned and listened.

She vaguely felt that Duan Xiyang's words were biased, but... they seemed to make sense.

Where is the bias? What's the point? All confused.

Unable to limit.

Then she gave up thinking about it. He started to observe Fang Che's registration outside, and laughed as he looked at it, and said lightly: "Look at Fang Che below, hey, he is really charming. He brought his wife to register, and the older girls who gathered around him were so charming. That’s a lot. I really don’t know what’s so good about this guy, isn’t he just a bit more handsome?”

Duan Xiyang raised his head with interest: "Do you know why Fang Che is so charming?"

Aunt Hong also joined in the fun: "I also see that this Fang Che is a talent, but Xiaohan, tell me, where is his talent??"

Yan Beihan frowned slightly and said: "Fang Che came to register this time, although it was a provocation, but in fact it was just a small matter. He made a small matter big. Then he cooperated with the people who came with him, and it got out of hand. to the point, and then used the reputation of the Guardian's top brass to suppress the matter. I still haven't figured out why he would do this."

"This seems to be deliberately causing trouble and provoking hostility without any purpose. So I estimate that this is just his first step. What he wants to do next is the most important."

Yan Beihan said: "But just for the first step, he has succeeded. It has aroused hatred and a lot of dissatisfaction. I estimate that this mentality will become a power he can use."

"If he wants to ease up, it's easy. The connections he made among the younger generation of kings in mainland China can help him resolve it. Because... there are several girls from the Purple Palace among them, all of whom are outstanding geniuses. So he had already thought out his retreat from the beginning, whether he could advance, attack, retreat or defend. But... what exactly he wants to do, I still can’t see clearly."

"Let's see next."

Yan Beihan pursed his lips, and his beautiful eyes were full of thoughts.

She put herself in Fang Che's shoes, put herself in Fang Che's shoes, and kept thinking about what Fang Che was going to do.

But after thinking about it, I feel at a loss and have no clue.

"To offend people for the guardian? To win over these outsiders? Or...something else?"

Yan Beihan has never thought that her intelligence is inferior to others. In fact, on the surface, she is naive to her elders, aloof to her peers, kind to her friends, and caring to her best friends...

Nothing is all about her.

The real Yan Beihan, only Bi Yunyan and a very few people know how meticulous Yan Beihan's thinking is.

But now Fang Che's approach just doesn't make sense.

You can only watch it later.

Aunt Hong frowned: "The connections made by the King after the war? Is there such a thing?"

"So how would you rate Feng Yun's performance just now?" Aunt Hong asked.

"All Feng Yun's previous performances were perfect. But in the end, he smoothed things over for the Ziyi Palace and lowered the score. He shouldn't have smoothed things over. Maybe he thought that the Ziyi Palace was afraid of the Solipsism, so he could win over... …But this kind of thinking is also wrong.”

"Just judging from Yuanchang's words, Feng Yun's idea is somewhat unrealistic. But in the same way, Feng Yun's Yuanchang is just the beginning. In the follow-up, we don't know what will be done. And the final outcome, It still depends on the effect at that time. So for the time being, Feng Yun has eight points."

Yanbei cold road.

"What would you do if you were replaced by Feng Yun?" Aunt Hong asked one question after another.

"I?"

Yan Beihan pondered calmly for a moment, then smiled faintly and said: "He and I are different. I will destroy Fang Che's plan at all costs and drive him out of here. No matter what it is. I don’t want to care about the purpose. As long as Fang Che leaves, the remaining people will basically be controlled by me. But as long as Fang Che stays here, the guardian will smash a nail out of nothing."

Yan Beihan said: "So... I will cooperate very directly and register them all as soon as possible so that Fang Che can find no reason to get angry and exit here."

Aunt Hong nodded slowly.

He turned around and glanced at Duan Xiyang. Obviously I want Duan Xiyang to comment.

But Duan Xiyang didn't say a word and actually closed his eyes again.

"How would you rate yourself?"

Aunt Hong asked.

"Nine points." Yan Beihan pondered for a moment.

She knew that Duan Xiyang was nearby. Although she was discussing with Aunt Hong, in fact, since she left the headquarters of the Solipsism, everything she had done, her first reaction to everything, and what she had said Every word is an answer.

So along the way, she seemed to be experiencing the world of martial arts easily, but in fact, her heart was tense every moment.

Duan Xiyang personally scored, which was certainly a rare honor. But the leader's score is also extremely harsh!

Very hard to get!

Even Yan Beihan didn't dare to take it lightly.

"It's not a perfect score." Aunt Hong laughed.

"I didn't see through Fang Che's purpose, so it's not a perfect score."

Yan Beihan sighed.

…

Yan Beihan didn't see through Fang Che's purpose, Feng Yun didn't see through either, and no one in the entire thirteen sects of Shihaibahuanglou did either.

But, actually...

Fang Che didn't even know what his purpose was.

Although he had stirred up the matter, he had no idea where it would develop next.

He only knows one thing: these people must have a purpose for gathering here!

Before he came, they had already started a party, but no guardian participated.

This won't work!

So Fang Che came to make a scene first, to get the hatred level stable, and then to create an excuse for himself to stay.

No matter what, we cannot let these people achieve their goals smoothly here without any scruples and constraints!

This is Fang Che's purpose.

As for which direction to go in the future, that is a matter for the future.

Whatever I do, Master Jiu will definitely support me.

But this time, it was still a task given by Vice Chief Yan.

So Fang Che was confident.

I can advance, attack, retreat or defend. No matter what I do, as long as I don't die, nothing will happen.

Night dreams are registering, and the writing is flying.

People from the Purple Palace lined up to register one by one.

When several female disciples from Ziyi Palace came forward to register, they looked aggrieved, looked at Fang Che with accusing eyes, and complained: "Senior Brother Fang, you really don't give us any face."

These were the female disciples who had appeared during the competition between the younger generation of good and evil, and who had been mentored by Fang Che.

Now my heart is full of grievances. Senior Brother Fang was so good back then, why is he like this now?

Fang Che smiled apologetically and said, "Junior sister, don't blame me. There is nothing we can do about it. I am also following orders. After all, your Outer World Mountain Sect has the dignity of the Outer World Mountain Sect that needs to be maintained, but I also have the rules of a guardian that need to be followed."

"When there is a conflict between the two, I can't do anything about it. After all, when you go back, everything will be fine and nothing will happen. But I...is not like the factions above and below you. It doesn't matter if I make a mistake. I am There is a merit assessment."

Fang Che said gently: "Junior sister, do you think it's as easy to get around in the Guardian workplace as it is in your sect?"

"Besides... so many sects have not said anything. Which one of the Heavenly Palace, the Underworld and the Netherworld Palace is not strong? Have they spoken out? Why do you think your Ziyi Palace jumped out first? Think about it for me, if you jump out, If I can't complete the task and leave, then won't the face of our guardian be totally lost by me? What will happen if I go back? Isn't that right? Is this the truth? So no matter what, I have to do this well. It’s something.”

Fang Che sighed: "Junior sister, it's not that I'm wronged, but... what happened today, I was indeed forced into this by your Ziyi Palace. But then, junior sister, you came to me and said that you were wronged... ugh. I'm speechless. Yeah, you guys were watching the whole process...how could it be that you feel wronged?"

He sighed with a look of helplessness on his face: "I understand that you, a foreigner, need to maintain your dignity, but you should also understand the face of my guardian."

The grievances on the faces of the girls from the Purple Palace disappeared visibly to the naked eye.

I feel from the bottom of my heart: Yes, what can Senior Brother Fang do? He is just here to perform the task of being a guardian.

Just as Senior Brother Fang said: If our Ziyi Palace didn't take the lead to confront him, could this kind of thing happen?

Is the Purple Palace strong? Compared to the Heavenly Palace and the Netherworld Palace, what is the Purple Clothes Palace? No one said anything, but a stunned young man came out of the Ziyi Palace and slammed Fang Che against the wall... What can Senior Brother Fang do? He was also helpless.

Fang Che's words were naturally not just for the little girls in Ziyi Palace.

Several elders from the Ziyi Palace were not far away.

The aggrieved and angry expressions on everyone's faces became much calmer after these words.

If you think about it carefully, what is Mr. Fang doing wrong?

Just performing official duties.

And he, the Purple Clothes Palace, became the leader just because of a disciple's words. In front of such a large public, as a representative of the guardian, can he be able to stand down from this stage?

Compare yourself to others and think about it in another person's shoes. What would you do if you were Fang Che? Then we can only convince Ziyi Palace before talking about anything else!

Otherwise, it would be a huge disgrace!

If that really happens, it will be too late to die.

I couldn't help but sigh.

Looking at Bei Zhen, the one in the queue who provoked this incident, everyone's anger rose.

Is it obvious to you?

What the hell are you looking for trouble!

Only my orthodox disciple didn’t say a word, those from the Heavenly Palace didn’t say a word, those from the Underworld didn’t say a word, and the other people from the Netherworld Palace and the Qingming Palace didn’t respond either. You were the only one who came out and howled so loudly...

You are so full! asshole!

Ziyi Palace’s face was rubbed on the ground by your roar!

Even Lu Zheng's eyes softened a lot. Seeing Fang Che patiently coaxing the little girls in the Purple Palace with a gentle smile and polite manner, he couldn't help but sigh.

What the hell... why bother!

Fang Che had already looked over, clasped his fists, and smiled slightly apologetically: "Elder Lu, I was offended just now. I am really helpless."

Lu Zheng sighed and said with a sullen face: "It's already like this..."

Speechless.

Dong Yunyu wanted to speak, but was immediately twisted hard by Fang Che on the waist, and her face suddenly twisted: "I... what the hell... what are you doing!"

Fang Che snorted and said, "Shut up first. Wait, there are plenty of opportunities for you to show off."

Dongyunyu was speechless.

Now that things have unfolded, they are moving forward completely according to Fang Che's rhythm; why would Fang Che let Dongmen Yu speak at this time?

His opening was an indiscriminate attack, which was more annoying than a cesspool. What if there was another conflict?

"In this situation, I just want to recite a poem." Dong Yunyu muttered.

"Stop moaning. Find an opportunity to moan again."

Fang Che put an end to it.

Dong Yunyu snorted and turned away, holding a long sword in her arms. She was dressed in white like snow and had a cold expression on her face.

His face is like ice and snow, his spirit is like frozen ice, his eyes are like ice, and he has a serious expression on his face.

The people in Ziyi Palace were all registered very quickly.

Several little girls waved their hands: "Senior Brother Fang, thank you for your hard work. Goodbye, Senior Brother Fang. Let's compare notes when you have time."

Fang Che's smile bloomed: "Goodbye, goodbye, let's discuss it when we have time."

I just feel the coldness around me.

Turning around, I saw Ye Meng's cold eyes, looking coldly.

"Ahem." Fang Che touched his nose and waved his hand: "No, no, you are all too beautiful. Your sister-in-law is jealous. I will break off our relationship with you from now on! Stop talking to me."

Suddenly Yingying Yanyan burst into laughter: "We have to talk to you, we have to discuss with you, we have to let my sister-in-law beat you to death!"

Went back with a smile.

There was harmony.

This made the senior leaders of other sects, including the Solipsistic Orthodox Church Feng Yun and others, stunned for a while: Is this okay?

It was clear that the situation was tense just now, but as a result, this guy molested the little girl. Not only was it okay, but it actually relaxed the atmosphere...

upstairs.

Aunt Hong couldn't help but shrink her eyes, and couldn't help turning her head to glance at Yan Beihan: "The current situation, Yan Beihan just said."

Now, it is indeed developing according to what Yan Beihan said.

Duan Xiyang couldn't help but opened his eyes a crack and stared at Yan Beihan.

Feng Yun's side.

"Talent..."

The face of an old man behind Feng Yun was distorted: "What the hell...why does this kid still have such a relationship?"

Feng Yun was also speechless.

Because he had completely forgotten that Fang Che still had such a relationship, and with these little girls helping him to ease things, nothing really happened. In addition to his responsibilities, and the existence of the scapegoat in the Purple Clothes Palace, The conflict shifted... Fang Che, the instigator, was fine!

"I neglected the network foundation he laid in the younger generation's king-level battle."

Feng Yun sighed softly.

"This is an oversight on my part. Fang Che should have been prepared to use this backhand when he provoked the confrontation at the beginning. The lethality of the little girl to the elders of the sect is unparalleled...especially... Genius, well-behaved, sensible and beautiful little female disciples..."

Feng Yun's eyes became more cautious.

Fang Che's thoughts are so deep?