Lord of the Night

The man in black following Sikong Dou looked eerie. Even though it was broad daylight, seeing this man still gave him the feeling of walking into a mass grave late at night.

There is a calm aura on his body, which may not be felt by ordinary people, but someone like Fang Che, who kills without any intention of killing and is full of murderous intent, can clearly sense it.

It was like a sea of ​​murderous intent, vast but deep and silent.

Fang Che's heart was suddenly shocked: How many people must be killed to develop such a murderous spirit?

When the man entered the courtyard, he slowly raised his head and looked at Fang Che.

Fang Che could see clearly.

It was those eyes... like dead fish.

"It's you!"

The man's voice was hoarse: "You're a good guy with a knife."

Fang Che stood up: "Lord Ye Huang."

"There is no Night Emperor anywhere now, only a dying man."

The Emperor of the Night said deeply: "It's okay not to mention the names I used to call you."

"With me here, it might be a little difficult for Lord Yehuang to die if he wants to."

Fang Che laughed and said, "Where do we start?"

Sikong Dou said: "It's safer to enter my domain."

"Hold on."

The Night Emperor looked at Fang Che's face with his dead fish eyes and said cautiously: "Is this all you want?"

Fang Che nodded solemnly and said slowly: "That's all!"

The Night Emperor nodded slowly, looked at Fang Che's face with his dead fish eyes, and said in a low voice: "You are very similar to the same person. They look alike, and even their temperament is very similar."

"Who?" Fang Che's heart tightened.

"It's also a person named Fang, but he died thousands of years ago."

The Night Emperor sighed and said, "That's my best friend."

As soon as he heard 'died thousands of years ago', Fang Che immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "That's really fate."

The Night Emperor sighed softly, and then said: "Did someone from the Guardian ask you to treat me?"

Fang Che said sternly: "Today I am here, God knows, earth knows, and you, me and him know. After today, I will not mention it."

The Night Emperor pondered silently.

Fang Che knew what he meant by asking this question. If he said yes, he would probably turn around and leave.

He will not accept the Guardian's favor.

Nor will they accept the favor of Solipsism.

Even if he would die if he didn't accept it, he would rather die.

Fang Che felt a little admiration in his heart: This man has been tortured by poison for more than two thousand years. He knows that with his strength and identity, no matter who bows to any party, he will recover immediately, but he still holds on like this. He would rather spend more than two thousand years. Even though life is worse than death for many years, he still refuses to bow his head!

I couldn't help but feel a little admiration in my heart, and said with a sigh: "His Majesty the Night Emperor is a free man. I don't want to change this."

The word "free man" came out.

The Night Emperor narrowed his eyes, a smile appeared on his lips, and said softly: "Sharp!"

Fang Che smiled: "Then, let's start first? Even if we have something to say, we'll talk about it after we're done? How about that?"

The Night Emperor nodded slowly: "Okay."

Turning to look at Sikong Dou: "Brother!"

Fang Che couldn't help but feel shocked: Big brother? this……

Sikong Dou had already jumped to his feet in a hurry and said angrily: "Hurry up! It's so annoying!"

As he spoke, he let out a breath, expanded the field, and sent the two of them inside.

When Fang Che came to his yard just now, he didn't open the domain, but only used a soundproof barrier. Now, he even opened the domain.

Fang Che only felt that his eyes were completely blank, and he couldn't help but sigh: "The masters of the older generation all have two brushes and are cautious enough. Entering the field is absolutely foolproof."

Yehuang said hoarsely: "What's the point of being cautious? He's so cautious. He's afraid that I'll be healing outside. If I release my breath suppression, he'll smell my scent and won't be able to eat anymore..."

"..."

Fang Che was completely speechless.

But think about it, it makes sense. Sikongdou's concerns really reminded me.

So he said: "Wait a moment."

Then he immediately took out a piece of Yemeng's handkerchief, made it briefly, covered his mouth and nose in front of the Night Emperor, tied it carefully from the back of his head, and said, "The smell is indeed not good."

Because he covered his mouth, his voice was a little muffled.

The Night Emperor's pupils widened: "..."

I really want to curse a few words, but I can't muster up the energy to curse a few words.

"How are you going to cure my poison?"

The Night Emperor asked.

"Lord Ye Huang has misunderstood. Before treating the poison, you haven't told me whether you agreed to my conditions."

Fang Che said seriously: "Although you asked only this outside, I also answered this. But the code word does not mean agreement. You must be cautious about this kind of thing."

"Your conditions are not a problem." Ye Huang said calmly: "That is what I want in my life."

"oh?"

The Night Emperor looked at Fang Che with his dead fish eyes and said, "Sikong Dou is my eldest brother, my biological brother."

"Huh, huh?" Fang Che responded before reacting.

Why did the topic jump here?

"My eldest brother and I lost our parents suddenly and were living on the streets. We were caught in the underground world. My eldest brother was trained to steal things. I was beaten every day if I didn't want to go..."

Fang Che suddenly realized.

It turns out that The Greatest Thief started here and has been training since he was a child. He really didn’t lose at the starting line...

"Later, the eldest brother went out to steal something and stole something from a senior who was also in this business. When he saw that the eldest brother had talent, he took him away."

"And I was tortured inside. Later, I was asked to go out to beg for food, so I ran away and met my master in a ruined temple. My master was seriously injured at the time, so he took me in as his apprentice and taught me for three years."

"Then tell me something, do what you want to do for the rest of your life and be a free man."

"Just die."

"So I will not join the Guardians, nor will I join the Solipsism. Because I want to be a free man."

"Three years after my master taught me, I went out to work and hone my martial arts skills. But I was afraid that those people would die of old age before I could come, so I came back five years later and entered the underground world."

"Built my power."

"In three hundred and ninety years, I killed more than nine million people before I initially unified the underground world of Donghuzhou."

"After thousands of years of constant killing and integration, I finally became the Night Emperor."

The Night Emperor said calmly: "The reason why I say my goal is the same as yours is... I don't want to see children like us brothers in the underground world anymore."

"I don't want the underground world to remain so dirty."

"The underground world may be filthy, it may be dirty, but humanity must exist. A group of shady people can survive in the underground world, but they are not allowed to harm nature. The underground world should also be a place where people can survive. place."

The Night Emperor's dead fish-like eyes flashed with murderous intent: "For this goal, I will not hesitate to smash, kill, and rebuild!"

Fang Che was shocked.

Break it!

Kill!

reconstruction!

It turns out that this is the Night Emperor!

The Night Emperor looked at Fang Che with his dead fish eyes and said softly: "Unfortunately, in the end, I was plotted against by the Self-Orthodox Cult. That's why you call me the Night Emperor. I don't want to admit it, because I haven't become a true Night Emperor yet!"

Fang Che sighed deeply and said, "Can you tell me about that incident?"

The Night Emperor said calmly: "There is nothing to talk about...eight brothers, two betrayed, and six died in battle."

"When I returned with serious injuries, my original subordinates once again started civil strife after confirming that I was seriously injured. They wanted to control the underground world themselves."

The Night Emperor closed his eyes: "So I killed them all too."

"But I found that I couldn't get out. Because of the smell."

Ye Huang said: "I heard that you found me based on the smell, so you understand."

"I know."

"Then I told my eldest brother that I was done. He rushed back and has been helping me to hold on with magical medicine for so many years, and I have been holding on until now."

"I've endured it...I can't even kill you juniors instantly. I still have to use skills!"

The Night Emperor sighed: "So now, do you understand the matter?"

"I see."

"Then you still want to save me?"

"I still want to try."

"No additional requirements?"

"Control the underground! Don't let the human-made trafficking injuries and disabilities occur, don't let underground brothels appear, don't make the poor people's lives more miserable."

"Even if I get better, it will still take a long time to do this. Now the underground world is not under my control, and many people don't even know that I exist. Everyone who knew me back then is probably dead now. . Prestige needs to be re-established, and it will not work just by relying on the past reputation, whether it is on the ground or underground. "

"That's not a problem. We have plenty of time."

Yehuang smiled quietly and said, "It's really not a problem. Then, when will it start?"

"Now. But I'm just trying. I'm not sure I'm sure about you."

"Of course. You are just betting, I understand. If you win the bet, the underground world will be in order again. If you lose the bet, it doesn't matter to you."

"Senior Night Emperor Mingjian."

Fang Che was very satisfied with the Night Emperor.

When two smart people talk, there is no need to say too much or to speak too clearly.

Within a few words, they gained mutual trust.

The Night Emperor slowly took off his black robe, revealing his lean body.

His body was covered with dense sores, and these sores were channels through which he forced the poison out of his body.

"There are a total of 1,425 malignant sores on my body and head. Every time I use the heavenly materials and earthly treasures given by my elder brother and the spiritual energy to force out the poison... 1,425 places appear at the same time. Poisonous. Even I can’t stand the smell.”

The Night Emperor looked at himself and smiled miserably: "I no longer want to live. What's the point of living like this? But I can't let go of my eldest brother. If I die, he will be the only one in this world."

"I have been able to hold on until now, but I can no longer hold on. With my current spiritual power and accumulated poison, in at most half a year, these poison channels will turn me into a puddle of pus."

The Night Emperor dispersed his spiritual power.

The smell all over his body gushed out.

Although Fang Che had Ye Meng's fragrant handkerchief covering his mouth and nose, he could still smell the stench like the overwhelming sea waves, rushing in and crashing in the air.

"My technique can remove poison. But whether it can be cured or not..."

Fang Che looked at the Night Emperor.

"rest assured."

Yehuang said calmly: "Master's words, I have adhered to them until now."

"I know!"

Fang Che took out a hundred pieces of top-quality spiritual crystals and placed them on his left hand, holding ten Heavenly King Pills in his mouth.

Then he said: "Protect your heart meridians and disperse your cultivation. I think with your control, you can allow me, an emperor, to let my spiritual power flow through your meridians, right?"

Ye Huang smiled faintly: "It's a small matter." Fang Che then put one hand on the left wrist of Ye Huang who was sitting opposite him. At the same time, Ye Huang's breath suddenly dissipated, and endless stench suddenly erupted. And Fang Che's power of the Infinite Sutra, which was extremely pure, burst out from his fingertips like an arrow and began to enter Ye Huang's wrist. Along the wrist, it passed through the meridians, like a spirit snake, slowly entered Ye Huang's Dantian, and then under the guidance of Ye Huang's internal breath, it left Dantian and entered the left leg meridian... Later, it went down from the sky, along the right shoulder and chest and returned to Dantian again. A big circle of operation was completed. Fang Che breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the situation was not too bad, because Ye Huang's meridians were always intact and unobstructed. Wherever the Infinite Sutra passed, it was like a thin glowing line, forming a thin and pure line from the filthy meridian channel. Around the pure thin line, all the toxins were expanding and squeezing neatly, and were slowly discharged.

The 1,425 poisonous sores on Ye Huang's body were bulging slightly at the same time.

Ye Huang trembled all over and said, "It works!"

"It works."

Fang Che sighed, "Senior Ye Huang's cultivation is too high. Although his cultivation has been dispersed, this empty meridian is not something that my little emperor-level spiritual energy can fully operate. It takes a lot of effort."

"Of course."

Ye Huang sighed, "However, you are so well prepared, it should be enough. You don't have to wait until the poison is cured. You have already learned my Nightmare Divine Art."

"Then shouldn't I call you teacher?" Fang Che continued to practice and smiled.

"I don't want to accept a guardian's apprentice."

Ye Huang said calmly: "But it's not bad to have a little brother who is a guardian. He can learn all my skills and maybe save my life in the future."

"Hahaha..."

Fang Che said: "Senior, you don't want to owe me any favors."

"You are wrong."

Ye Huang said: "If you owe a favor, you will never be able to repay it in your lifetime. I teach you because I am willing to teach you, but not to repay the favor."

"Brother, you are right. I am narrow-minded." Fang Che said.

Ye Huang showed a smile at the corner of his mouth and said: "You are very fast in changing your name."

"I learn kung fu even faster."

"Hahaha..."

Ye Huang laughed.

But he hasn't laughed for many years. This laugh sounded very strange.

But he felt very comfortable.

"Do you know why I want to recognize you?" Ye Huang asked.

"Of course it's not because of saving my life."

Fang Che said.

"You're right. I, Sikong Ye, am not an easy person to talk to. But today I am particularly easy to talk to, not because of your life-saving grace."

Ye Huang said lightly: "First, the purpose of your saving me is the same as my purpose of rectifying the underground world."

"Second, I cannot inherit my master's most proud martial arts. And you have the conditions."

Ye Huang closed his eyes and said: "Because I am not suitable for that kind of big and big fighting style... and after your skills entered my meridians, I found that big and big, open and aboveboard, cleansing everything. It is the perfect successor of my master's martial arts!"

Fang Che's Wuliang Zhenjing ran in Ye Huang's body for the third week. The Tianwang Pill in his mouth had quietly melted, and his left hand had already grasped a piece of top-grade spiritual crystal.

Pure spiritual energy continued to enter the body from the spiritual crystal, and the spiritual energy of the Tianwang Pill was also rapidly exploding in the dantian.

Continuously play a role.

But he asked: "Then, what is the fighting style of Big Brother's master? What weapon is it?"

"Halberd!"

Ye Huang said calmly: "My master was once known as the best halberd in the world! Now the Madman's Halberd of the Only Orthodox Sect, which ranks fourth on the Cloud Weapon Chart, can't last more than a hundred moves under my master's hands."

Fang Che's breath was disordered for a moment.

Even Ye Huang felt it: "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Fang Che said: "Since he is so powerful, why did he get injured?"

"He didn't say."

Ye Huang said in a low voice: "When I asked him, he said that my qualifications were not enough to support me to take revenge. Even if I practiced to my extreme, it would be a death to avenge him."

"So he didn't tell me at all. I have been asking around in the martial arts world for so many years, and no one knows what powerful opponent the Dragon God Spear encountered at the beginning."

"Is the old man's name called Dragon God Spear?"

"Yes. Dragon God Spear Haiyunduan is the name of the master."

Ye Huang's accent was full of nostalgia, and he said leisurely: "That is my master, and also my belief!"

He snorted in pain.

I don't know if the evil in the body was forced out, or because of the mention of the master.

After the Wuliang Zhenjing ran five cycles in Ye Huang's body, 1,425 pustules around Ye Huang swelled up.

It exuded a dense black gas.

This was the most painful time.

Ye Huang endured it, not moving at all.

This kind of situation is the only one that can only occur in recent years, requiring the use of countless natural resources and treasures, and taking two days and two nights.

And at this time, there is basically no spare energy, and his eldest brother Sikongdou needs to use a sharp knife to pierce more than a thousand abscesses one by one.

Release the remaining poison and pus, so that he can persist in living.

However, this little brother whom I just met has only been running the spiritual energy for five weeks. That's it.

Moreover, these abscesses all have itching sensation on their heads.

This is the feeling you get when your drum is about to burst.

He held back the surprise in his heart and endured it quietly.

Trying to appear calmer.

The Night Emperor never trusts anyone, never joins any organization, never treats anyone with pretense, and always acts alone...

But today, after hearing Fang Che's purpose of saving him, he immediately recognized this person.

And believe it unconditionally.

Regarding this situation, Ye Huang himself felt that his character was a bit ruined.

But the sense of recognition rising from the bottom of his heart made him unable to resist!

He even took the initiative to recognize a brother.

In the past, I rarely talked so much with my eldest brother. In the past few years, I haven't talked as much as I did with Fang Che today, but I didn't feel anything.

So now Ye Huang is actually very embarrassed.

"I don't know if Fang Che has heard of my previous legends... If he had, it would be really embarrassing..."

The Night Emperor thought silently in his heart.

The sixth time the spiritual energy circulated, a white mist had risen over Fang Che's body; there was a fine trickle of sweat oozing out from the wings of his nose.

There was a pop.

A very slight sound.

It was the largest abscess on the Night Emperor's back that burst open automatically, and pus slowly flowed out.

All the places with abscesses all over my body felt itchy.

But the Night Emperor tried his best to hold back.

The character has been ruined, but the image cannot be ruined again. If I couldn't help but itch and tremble, or tremble all over...then I would really lose my image!

Fang Che desperately urged the Wuliang Sutra. This was the first time he had done so hard.

But thinking that this desperate effort may bring peace to the entire southeastern underground world, and even the entire underground world in the world for tens of millions of years...

He didn't dare to relax at all.

Desperately and willingly.

There were already six top-quality spiritual crystals turned into powder in his left hand. As for the Heavenly King Pill in his mouth, he had already bitten open the second one.

The Infinite Sutra has reached its tenth week!

There are more than a thousand abscesses on the Night Emperor's body, and they have all burst!

It looks very scary.

But this is the time when it is most impossible to stop, and no outside force can intervene.

These abscesses cannot even be squeezed. Once external force is applied, the toxins flowing out from the center will instantly roll back!

And now that the Night Emperor's cultivation has all dissipated, the weak power to protect his heart can't withstand the return of more than 1,400 poisons!

If it invades the heart veins in an instant, it will cause instant death.

So from now on, it becomes more and more impossible to stop. Once Fang Che stops urging his spiritual power, the same result will happen!

Sikongdou, who had long been unable to hold himself back and came in to watch, stared with wide eyes.

There were already dense beads of sweat on his forehead. I was so nervous that I didn’t even dare to take a breath!

My brother's life depends on this time!

Before this, neither brother had thought that their lives would actually require an emperor-level ant to relieve their anger and poison!

This ridiculous thing actually happened before our eyes!

Seeing Fang Che's face pale, Sikong Dou immediately went out, then came in and stuffed a bottle in Fang Che's mouth.

Fang Che opened his eyes: "??"

Sikong Dou raised the jade bottle in his hand.

Fang Che felt something fragrant and sticky coming into his mouth. His eyes lit up, he opened his mouth and took a deep breath!

He took a big mouthful of it and swallowed it immediately. He immediately felt the spiritual energy rising from his Dantian like an explosion.

In an instant, my whole body was filled with strength.

All the losses were actually more than fully compensated by this bite.

Sikong Dou immediately took the jade bottle back.

A look of great pain appeared on his face: "I'm so rude... you're so rude!"

"What good thing is this?"

Fang Che felt greedy.

Just such a mouthful not only replenished the loss, but also spread to the limbs and bones, replenishing the whole body in waves like a tide, and continuously strengthening the foundation.

And looking at this posture, it will actually take a long time to fully digest this energy!

It turned out to be a good thing to make up for the innate background!

Can't help but lick my lips.

He looked sideways at Sikong Dou with contempt in his eyes: "Stingy, have another bite."