Lord of the Night

“!!!”

Yan Nan felt that his breath was stuck in his throat.

He roared in a muffled voice: “I order you to say four words to him, come back alive!”

Bai Jing rolled his eyelids and said nothing. He looked like he had nothing to do with others.

Yan Nan couldn’t help but point at the door and roared: “Get out!”

Bai Jing did get out.

But Yan Nan was still worried.

He followed him out.

Just at the entrance of the headquarters, Li Yao, the Sword of Life and Death, stood with his sword on his back, his eyes indifferent and distant, staring at the magnificent building of the headquarters in a trance.

Beside him, there was also a master from the cloud who went with him.

This battle attracted the attention of the continent, and no one would take it lightly.

Bai Jing said a few words and flew away.

Li Yao’s face did not change at all, his tall body turned around and walked out silently.

Yan Nan knew at a glance that Bai Jing definitely did not do what he said.

He knew the problem of this Bai Lao Ba too well.

“Li Yao!”

Yan Nan spoke.

Sword of Life and Death Li Yao and others turned around at the same time, and saw a black cloud covering the sky and the earth!

"Deputy Chief Master Yan!"

Li Yao and others bowed deeply at the same time.

Yan Nan landed in front of Li Yao and looked at the guardian of the Weiwozheng Sect.

His eyes were deep.

"How about this?" Yan Nan asked in a deep voice.

"It's just life and death!" Li Yao replied in a deep voice.

"Are you sure?" Yan Nan asked.

Li Yao was silent for a while, and said: "Dong Changfeng, you are defeated!"

Yan Nan said lightly: "But Dong Changfeng lost to you that year, but he didn't die."

Li Yao's thin face flashed, and it seemed that a ray of light flashed.

Yan Nan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I don't care about the life-and-death battle between you or the phantom agreement. I have only one request for you to accept the challenge this time."

Li Yao said in a deep voice: "Please give instructions to the deputy chief leader!"

"Come back alive!"

Yan Nan looked into Li Yao's eyes, and finally patted Li Yao's shoulder slowly: "If you can't win, don't care about your face, come back alive. I will slowly find the lost face for you."

"But only my orthodox sect can't do without Li Yao as a protector!"

Yan Nan's palm was warm, and he patted Li Yao's shoulder hard and held his shoulder. He looked into Li Yao's eyes and waited for his answer.

Li Yao's heart suddenly warmed up.

For a moment, his throat was almost blocked.

He used all his strength to suppress his anger and calm his voice: "I swear to defend the glory of the Divine Religion!"

"I don't want the glory of the Divine Religion!"

Yan Nan said decisively: "I want you to come back alive to see me!"

Li Yao finally knelt down with a rumble, his voice hoarse: "...Yes! I obey your order! If I win, I will repay the Divine Religion with glory! If I lose, even if the world curses me, I will come back alive!"

Yan Nan smiled with relief: "This is the life and death sword of our Weiwuzheng Religion. The life and death sword is not just about death. There is also a life in the three words of life and death sword. Don't forget it."

"Yes!"

"Go."

Li Yao stood up, bowed again, turned around suddenly, and strode out.

But his spirit and energy were completely different from before.

With a loud bang, dozens of people soared into the sky. Li Yao's black clothes flashed, like a huge bat, leading the crowd to flash in the air.

Even the people accompanying him were full of fighting spirit and spirit.

Yan Nan's words just now gave Li Yao full confidence!

For a moment, they all felt full of pride, and even felt that the honor and reputation that they had always cared about before, like the smoke in front of them, quietly slipped away without leaving any trace.

Come back alive!

...

Fang Che put down the communication jade.

Three words came to his mind.

Meng Chizheng.

It was indeed him.

As for the traitor in Baiyun Martial Academy, Fang Che was actually not sure who it was.

But this Meng Jianzhang was the biggest suspect.

So he deliberately said, I will go to Baiyun Martial Academy to kill Meng Chizheng first!

But Yinshen Palace did not object or correct it.

Then Fang Che could be completely sure.

If not, Yinshen Palace would definitely correct it. This is a foregone conclusion.

He has now transformed into the image of a middle-aged man in green clothes, with a thin figure, a kind of Jianghu grass-roots spirit, a red silk knife handle on his shoulder, and a face full of flesh, which makes people feel that this guy is not easy to mess with.

Now he has left Donghuzhou and entered the mountains and forests, heading all the way to Baiyunzhou.

The autumn wind is rustling along the way.

The sky is high and the clouds are floating.

Wherever he passed, countless yellow leaves fell in front of him, as if the sky had dyed the world with a layer of gold.

It's been a long time since I acted alone.

Recently, I have always been with a group of people, and at worst, Ye Meng was there to accompany me.

Now that I am suddenly alone again, I actually have a feeling of "freedom and ease", wow... so comfortable!

Mr. Fang felt a sense of comfort as if he had let himself go.

He even stood on the top of the tallest tree, urinated with his clothes fluttering.

He shook himself very comfortably.

Then he looked up to the sky and howled: "Awoo~~~~"

The mountains roared and echoed: "Awoo~~~"

"Hahahahaha..."

Fang Che laughed, his body soared into the sky, and turned into a faint green line.

Below, several bandits were lying in the bushes, holding knives in their hands and looking at the road, and suddenly fluttered...

A drop of water fell from the sky.

It fell accurately on everyone's head, leaving no one behind. When they reached out to touch it, they could smell a strong smell of urine.

A loud laugh broke out overhead.

"Oh my god..." Several robbers were frightened and ran away...

And Fang Che was already hundreds of miles away.

...

Baiyunzhou.

Now it is basically clean. When Mr. Fang was in Baiyunzhou, he was not idle at all, and the streets were almost clean.

After Mo Ganyun and Yu Zhongge came, they got rid of a group of Baiyunzhou noble families and officials.

Especially the officials were beaten by Yu Zhongge and others, accounting for almost one-tenth of the total.

A row of knives killed them.

Even if there are some who escaped, they will definitely not dare to do anything in a few years.

And Ye Huang was diligent in killing underground, working hard and diligently, and he could be called a model worker.

And a group of people in Baiyunzhou had been subdued by Ye Huang, and they worked hard every day; everyone had to vomit their intestines when carrying corpses.

They all swore that they would never dare to do anything bad again in their lives.

It was really scary.

The big men who used to be so powerful and domineering were now being moved out one by one.

The more blood debts on their hands, the more miserable their deaths.

Many people are wondering how this Emperor Ye found these demons accurately? How come there are basically no innocent people.

They don't know that with the Nightmare Divine Art of the Emperor Ye and his super spiritual perception, the bloody aura on these people is almost as obvious as a bright light in the dark night.

How could he kill the wrong people?

And Mo Ganyun and others also tacitly mobilized all the forces of Baiyunzhou to cooperate with the Emperor Ye.

In Baiyunzhou, with Fang Che's foundation, Mo Ganyun and others can do everything smoothly. When they heard that they were Mr. Fang's brothers, the whole continent cooperated with the work!

It can be said that it is much easier than Dong Yunyu and others who went to Baipingzhou.

In order to prevent Mo Ganyun and others from being too busy, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, as their alma mater, even sent a team of a thousand people to assist in the work and accumulate work experience for the students.

Mo Ganyun and the others were not stingy with their merits, and each of them gave some to the juniors who came to help... No, seniors.

Because they are nominally only in the second grade now... Most of those who come to help are in the fifth grade.

This is really a bit against the Tiangang, but there is no way, they have such ability and such opportunities, and they can't help but accept it.

Although it was a bit embarrassing, after seeing the vigorous and resolute means, cruel and decisive style, and the momentum of one word, everyone was convinced.

And Mo Ganyun and the others also sighed in their hearts.

Because as children of aristocratic families, the education they originally received and their current style of doing things are completely different.

Originally, they were all about etiquette and so on... But since following Fang Che into the life and death patrol team, everything has been abandoned.

Good is good, bad is bad, sin is sin, and killing is a clean cut!

It doesn't even take a second to deal with a bad guy, it's done cleanly and neatly. After this habit is gradually formed, the habit of being resolute, swift and neat, surpassing everyone else, is immediately formed.

And the formation of this habit actually has a strong personal charm for walking in the rivers and lakes, or in the defenders or even the guardians.

There are huge benefits.

The prerequisite is that you can always stick to your original intention and keep killing!

But several people are happy to do it!

Meng Chizheng has been very close to Li Changkong and others recently, and he intends to contact Li Changkong, Bing Shangxue and others.

Originally, he wanted to contact the old man the most, but after the old man recovered, An Ruoxing borrowed him and has not returned him to Baiyun Martial Academy.

Baiyun Martial Academy is embarrassed to ask people to go there - after all, the development prospects in the Southeast Headquarters are much better than in Baiyun Martial Academy.

If you come back, won't it delay his future?

Besides, the old man has such a bad temper and is so irritable... Gao Qingyu wishes that this guy would retire in the Southeast Headquarters and never come back.

So Meng Chizheng now has nothing to do and takes Li Changkong and others to drink.

Li Changkong felt that Meng Chizheng was a good person at first, especially because he often praised himself when he spoke, but then he gradually felt that something was wrong.

This attitude is too low.

Moreover, I know Fang Che is awesome, but you keep talking about Fang Che? We can only talk about Fang Che?

You are so enthusiastic about Fang Che, what is your intention?

So Li Changkong is trying to avoid him now.

And Bing Shangxue did not hesitate to express her disgust for Meng Chizheng in front of Li Changkong.

She didn't understand why.

It is clear that Meng Chizheng is principled, meticulous, and upright in everything, but Bing Shangxue just feels that this person is dangerous and has a deep disgust.

Today, Meng Chizheng came to ask for a drink again.

Li Changkong took Bing Shangxue away and said that he went out to relax.

Meng Chizheng was drinking alone in the tavern outside, and the autumn rain was continuous.

Looking at the raindrops like silk threads outside, Meng Chizheng was alone in the dim tavern, drinking by himself.

There are two sycamore trees at the entrance of the tavern.

The raindrops fall on the leaves, very loudly; there is no wind, and the rain falls quietly.

The leaves of the sycamore trees keep falling in the autumn rain, making a loud snap when they fall to the ground.

Meng Chizheng's eyes are watching the rain in the night, and when a leaf falls, he takes a sip of wine.

When several leaves fall in succession, he drinks a full cup.

Very calm.

Now he seems like a sentimental literati.

Meng Chizheng sighed as his thoughts flew.

He had a very strange feeling now, and felt that he seemed useless now. This feeling was very strange and had no reason.

Recently, when he contacted the sect, he felt obviously cold.

The leader often did not reply to messages.

Thinking of the fact that he had been undercover for many years, he had the most contact with the leader only when Ye Mo was in the martial arts academy.

Now the bodies of the people killed in Baiyunzhou were scattered all over the ground, and many secret stakes of Yixin Sect had been pulled out.

"What else can I do in Baiyun Martial Arts Academy?"

Meng Chizheng kept asking himself this question.

But he couldn't find the answer himself.

With a dull sigh, a dead leaf was pressed down by raindrops, and Meng Chizheng raised his glass and drank the wine in the glass.

He put a silver ingot on the table, stood up silently, picked up an oil-paper umbrella and held it on his head, and sank into the rain curtain.

The raindrops hit the umbrella and gradually went away.

The shop owner came out from the back kitchen and looked at the silver on the table.

Looking at the shadow that was about to disappear in the rain, he murmured, "Why is there a dead air..."

...

Meng Chizheng returned to his small courtyard and put down his oil-paper umbrella.

He pushed open the door of the study and went in, and suddenly his body froze.

There was a person sitting on the chair where he often sat.

He was young and handsome, with a graceful demeanor and sword-like eyebrows. It was Fang Che.

Meng Chizheng was relieved immediately: "Why are you here?"

"I came to see you." Fang Che smiled sharply.

Feeling the vast momentum of the young man in front of him and the pressure coming at him, Meng Chizheng sighed in his heart.

He was a young devil at the beginning, but now he is no longer his opponent.

His cultivation has completely surpassed himself.

"Ye Mo, your cultivation has improved a lot." Meng Chizheng said generously.

He was worried that Ye Mo was here to assassinate the senior management of Baiyun Martial Academy, and Ye Mo didn't know his identity at all. What if he was killed by mistake?

So he quickly revealed his identity.

There is only one meaning: Don't do it if you are one of us.

Fang Che's eyes fixed, and he said, "I know your identity. This trip was also sent by Master. No need to express it."

"I see."

Meng Chizheng was completely relieved, put the oil-paper umbrella by the door, and said with a smile, "How do you have time to come here? Aren't you in Donghu?"

"I came here to do some work, and by the way, I came to you to check the list of people in our sect in Baiyun Martial Academy."

Ye Mo said, "I am useful."

"Now there are not many seeds belonging to us in Baiyun Martial Academy. Since you stood out, the leader has not planted students in it."

Meng Chizheng said, "So it is still the same thirteen as before."

Fang Che said lightly, "Give me the list."

Meng Chizheng smiled, opened a drawer, and took out a jade plate. Rectangular, like a paperweight.

Very smooth, a very ordinary piece of jade.

Even if someone opened the drawer, they would not think it was a good thing, let alone think there was any secret on it.

But after the jade plate was roasted on the lit oil lamp, the handwriting slowly began to emerge.

Those were names one by one.

Fang Che took a look and said, "Thirteen? One in the second grade, five in the third grade, and seven in the fourth grade?"

"Yes."

Meng Chizheng watched the temperature drop and the handwriting on the stone slab darken, and smiled, "Ye Mo, why did you think of this list...you..."

Fang Che breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll see if there is anyone available in there, and train them. My current patrol...including me, there are only two people."

Meng Chizheng couldn't help laughing. Envious, he said, "You are now second only to the first person."

"No, I am still far from that."

Fang Che said, "Do you have any plans recently?"

"Nothing else."

Meng Chizheng said, "Every year, I put some toxins and antidotes in the tea purchased by the senior management of Baiyun Martial Academy to suppress the toxicity, but this year's autumn tea did not pass through my hands; now I am considering withdrawing."

"Because if I don't poison and put antidotes, the poison reaction will appear in a month at most; this is a bit unexpected."

Meng Chizheng said worriedly, "I didn't know that Gao Qingyu personally purchased this year's autumn tea, which is very passive. It's really an accident."

Fang Che frowned, "How could such negligence occur? What poison did you put? What can be used to solve it? What can be used to suppress it? Let me see if I can think of a way."

"It's Qingfengbi."

Meng Chizheng said : "As long as you don't specifically investigate, it's a kind of poison that can't be detected at all; once the poison takes effect, the whole body is paralyzed and can be slaughtered at will. Even the brain will be damaged; the guardian's advanced detoxification pill can be used to detoxify, but after the poison takes effect, they can't move their hands and feet. Even if they know that it can be detoxified, there is no way."

"And in that period of time, an ordinary warrior can kill them countless times."

Meng Chizheng smiled proudly: "I have been undercover in Baiyun Martial Academy for many years. If I leave one day, I must get a merit that can be shown off."

Fang Che nodded: "You are right. This preparation is very necessary."

Meng Chizheng smiled and said: "But after this accident, I can't stay, because there is a great possibility that I will be found."

Fang Che nodded and said: "In that case, you leave tonight."

Meng Chizheng was stunned for a moment: "Leaving tonight? This I..."

He didn't finish his sentence.

Suddenly, his eyes bulged with anger.

He looked at Fang Che in disbelief.

Fang Che held a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword slowly left Meng Chizheng's throat.

A red mark appeared on the tip of the sword.

A drop of blood oozed out of Meng Chizheng's throat.

Bright and dazzling.

His throat gurgled, but his eyes were empty.

This sword rushed up to his brain and destroyed his dantian, and his soul was gone.

Meng Chizheng's body fell softly to the ground.

Until his death, he didn't know why he died.

Fang Che slapped out silently.

Meng Chizheng's body melted from under his chest.

Only his head and half of his shoulders were left.

The rest turned into powder, dyeing the entire study evenly red.

"Be a positive martyr of the guardian, it's a bargain for you."

Fang Che grabbed the jade slab, his face and figure turned into the appearance of a night demon, then went out through the window, and turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated away.

"Master, Meng Chizheng has been killed. What will happen to the thirteen undergraduate students who are still in Baiyun Martial Academy?"

"Just return after graduation, no arrangements need to be made."

"Yes. Master, do you have any other instructions? Is there any unfinished work for Meng Chizheng? Do you want me to clean up the mess? I am leaving the city."

The real purpose of Fang Che's words was: Meng Chizheng poisoned you, did you know?

The Yinshen Palace quickly replied: "No, be careful along the way, hurry to the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. He was killed with the Blood Spirit Seven Swords, right? If Meng Chizheng's body is discovered, you will be in danger."

"I understand."

Fang Che put away the communication jade of the Weiwozheng Sect, took out the guardian communication jade in his backhand, and sent a message to his father.

"The senior leaders of Baiyun Martial Academy have all been poisoned for several years, and they are still unaware of it. They need to be detoxified quickly."

Then he immediately put away the communication jade.

The body flashed in the autumn rain and flew out of the city.

Seeing that it was less than a hundred feet away from leaving the city.

Fang Che couldn't help but look back, and saw that Baiyunzhou was covered by autumn rain, and it was dark.

Every autumn rain brings a chill.

After this autumn rain, the weather turned cold.

The whole city was bleak.

Fang Che shook his head, shook off the inexplicable sourness in his heart, and ran faster...

He was about to rush up the city wall and leave the city, but at this moment, a light suddenly flashed on the city wall.

A sword light shot up into the sky.

"Who is it!"

A loud shout.

It turned out to be the voice of Yu Zhongge.

Fang Che was immediately surprised.

Why is this fool still on the city wall at this time?

In this case, let's teach them a lesson, don't let these guys think they are so geniuses every day!

With a clang, the sword was drawn out of the sheath.

The seven swords of the blood spirit, attack with all their strength!

Looking down from a high place.

At the same time, the body stopped without stopping, swept over the top of the city, and rushed towards the vast land outside.

With a clang.

The sword light was brilliant.

The sword light of Yu Zhongge was almost scattered by his sword strike. He felt that his throat was threatened and twisted desperately. When the sword light collided, he could clearly see the other party's beard.

His mind flashed, and a name rushed into his mind. He couldn't help but be surprised. He quickly turned around and chased after him, and shouted: "Night Demon!"

A sneer in the rain curtain: "Hehe..."

The murderous aura was everywhere. It seemed that the Night Demon was going to turn around and attack.

Two more figures rose from the city wall.

One was tall and slender, and the other was like an iron tower, like a giant that suddenly appeared in the rain curtain.

It was Mo Ganyun and Xue Wanren.

"Night Demon?!"

The two followed Yu Zhongge and chased out quickly.

The Night Demon no longer turned around, and the murderous aura was restrained, and flew away in a straight line.

The three people were originally chasing a fugitive here. They had just killed him and had no time to breathe. Yu Zhongge found a figure flying high in the sky.

Now, there is basically no good person escaping in the middle of the night in Baiyunzhou, so Yu Zhongge flew up to intercept without thinking.

Who would have thought that this sword would actually catch a big fish!

Night Demon!

The three of them actually encountered the biggest threat to the Southeast Headquarters.

The three of them desperately chased after him.

But Fang Che's body movements were fully deployed, and his speed was much faster than theirs. At the beginning, a black line could be seen, but then the black line disappeared.

Watching the Night Demon sink into the vast mountains and forests.

Yu Zhongge and the other two stopped helplessly, with a solemn look on their faces.

"Is it really the Night Demon?" Mo Ganyun asked.

"Absolutely!"

Yu Zhongge's face looked very ugly.

"How?" Xue Wanren asked.

"Very strong, I am no match for him." Yu Zhongge's face looked even uglier.

Mo Ganyun and others saw at the same time that a stream of blood was slowly oozing out of Yu Zhongge's neck and throat.

Then it was washed away by the rain, but the blood continued to flow out.

"Your neck!"

Mo Ganyun's eyes widened with horror, and he rushed over to check the wound: "Are you okay?"

"It was just one move..."

Yu Zhongge's eyes were still filled with fear: "I almost died in his hands!"

Xue Wanren and Mo Ganyun hurriedly checked Yu Zhongge's wound, and saw that the sword mark was very deep, but it was slightly off-center; if it had hit his throat, Yu Zhongge would probably be dead now.

They couldn't help but feel shocked.

One move? !