Lord of the Night

Fang Che and ten other people stood at attention at the same time.

"Today, I grant Fang Che, Sing in the Rain, Mo Gan Yun, East Cloud Jade, Autumn Clouds, Well Double High, Wind to the East, Snow Ten Thousand Ren, Night Dream, Zhao Ying'er ten people, the title of guardian. Specially awarded, guardian Gold-edged badge!”

"Fang Che's guardian serial number, 988...999."

"Singin' in the Rain serial number..."

Fang Che counted the numbers and couldn't help but click his tongue, eleven digits! It is ranked outside of 10 billion, and it is outside of 90 billion.

This number gave Fang Che a sense of heaviness.

More than 90 billion... In this huge number, how many serial numbers among them have been sacrificed and do not exist?

I'm afraid it will be the vast majority of these numbers, right?

With several glittering gold-rimmed badges of outer stars pinned on the chest, the ceremony was officially completed.

On the front is a circle of gold-rimmed serial numbers, with swords crossed in the middle, holding up the sun, moon and clouds, shining brightly.

There are several words engraved on the back.

Bibo City, Fang Che.

Iron, copper, silver, gold, then iron, copper, silver, gold, and jade.

There are nine levels of guardians.

And Phnom Penh is honor.

What Fang Che and others now have is the Star Iron Card. Already on top of the ordinary guardian gold medal, a layer of gold rim means that it has achieved immortal merit.

The star iron plate cannot be damaged under normal circumstances. After death, it will be registered according to the guardian badge.

Fang Che couldn't help but sigh.

Even he himself didn't know why he sighed.

An Ruoxing said: "I will give you three days to repair. After three days, a new task will be issued."

"yes."

The ceremony is completed.

However, An Ruoxing did not leave. He walked forward and looked at the badges on the chests of the ten people with a complicated look on his face.

He said softly: "You yourselves know that, and you have already learned some news. Being a guardian is an honor. But it is also a responsibility. What this sign represents is that... life and death are no longer up to you."

An Ruoxing took two steps back and raised her hands in salute.

"I hope each of you returns safely!"

Then he turned around and strode away.

Fang Che turned around, looked at the brothers opposite, and smiled: "Are you happy? You have become a guardian?"

"Happy!"

Mo Ganyun laughed loudly and looked at the medal on his chest cherishingly: "Boss, do you know that this medal is called... a gold medal for death by many people on the mainland."

"But it is our lifelong pursuit and lifelong career!"

"Qualified gold medal...hahahaha..."

The brothers laughed together.

"Boss, there are not enough people killed during the life and death inspection."

Mo Ganyun smiled and said: "Actually...those who call this Guardian Medal a quasi-death medal...even if they have not committed any crime, I still want to kill them!"

He said this with a smile.

However, the voice was extremely cold.

And he said it through gritted teeth.

In this regard, Fang Che could only remain silent.

He wants to kill too!

But those people really can't be killed...what crime? He didn't do anything, he was just a mean talker and said something that would definitely win him a gold medal.

They don't even understand what this sign represents, so you just kill them?

This is obviously impossible.

But for the guardian, these four words really make his heart freeze after hearing them!

Labor and capital have been working in extremely cold places for generations to protect the safety of this continent. Generations of the entire family have shed blood on the battlefield. Some people have not even enjoyed a day of prosperity in their entire lives...

How could he be so insulted by the mainland people he protects?

A guaranteed gold medal?

"There are many people in mainland China... there are also many people's hearts, and there are many darkness in human nature..."

Fang Che could only smile: "Dragon and phoenix flying in the nine heavens, why do you care about a word from an ant?"

"But one day I might die fighting for them."

No one dares to say that Yun is unwilling to do so.

"No, even if you die in battle one day, you will die fighting for our family and the people we care about!"

Fang Che showed a smile: "As for those who talk about the gold medal of death... they are not worthy! Even after we die, they offer us a stick of incense... the incense will still stink. Heroic spirits, do not accept it!"

"Hahahaha... these words relieve my anger."

Fang Che said: "But since we are all guardians now, and it is possible that we will part ways in three days... So, there is not much time, let's seize the time to discuss and learn from each other."

He grinned: "You seven, come together! Let me tell you in advance, I will not hold back. The people you face in the future may not be as cruel as I am now!"

"good!"

All seven people know that this is the last special training before separation!

I suddenly became very interested.

Take the cards off your chest and put them aside lovingly.

Seven people roared and rushed forward at the same time.

…

Fang Che drank a cup of tea.

Waiting for news from Yan Beihan.

While waiting to meet Yan Beihan, Mo Ganyun and seven other people were hit by him crazily twelve times!

This time, he really went to the fatal place!

One punch can knock you out!

Wake up and spar again. If the problem persists, punch him and knock him out again.

The third time he didn't change it, that is, punch and kick without mercy, and he didn't allow the fainting to be beaten until he was dead!

All seven people used fists, feet, weapons, life-saving tricks, and ways to make money, and the boss of the other side was equally merciless.

But... the flaw in the move was hit hard by Fang Che.

Even if there are no loopholes, we must create loopholes to attack.

Before noon, I had to lie down twelve times.

"Every time you lie down, remember it! If you go to the secret realm, you will most likely die because of this!"

Fang Che held the teacup and looked at the seven people lying on the ground.

"In these three days, I will find out the causes of your death, and then you will find your own ways to make up for it!"

"If you can't make up for it, you should put something in the corresponding place that can withstand attacks and save your life!"

"I have to say that your entry during this period has made me a little disappointed!"

When Fang Che spoke, he hated that iron could not become steel.

Seven people lay on the ground with their heads hanging down.

They feel that their combat experience has been enriched to a certain extent.

But with Boss Fang’s combat experience... how could he make it so natural?

What kind of intensive life-and-death battle is required to achieve this?

"The same way of fighting...the same people who integrate instinct into all battles and killings, I have only seen it in a few of my grandfathers."

Feng Xiangdong sighed: "Boss Fang, how did you do it?"

Song in the Rain said: "Are you talking about those grandpas and grandpas like Fengdao, Fengshuang, Wind King, Wind Emperor?"

The wind nodded eastward.

He chuckled and said: "Boss Fang, you don't know that each generation of our three major families, Feng Yuxue, has a reserved domineering name, which is not allowed for ordinary children to use!"

"Only after you stand out in the family can you be qualified to be called that name."

"Some names, if one generation of the family fails to meet the requirements, will be sealed and will not be used casually."

"For example, my names are Fengxiangdong, Xuewanren, and Sing in the Rain. In fact, among the names of our peers in the family, our three names are considered to be top-notch, but they are not up to the honorable title."

Fang Che said: "No wonder you are so hopeless. It turns out you can't even get a good name."

"Our Feng family still has several names sealed. I have set my sights on one of them and am ready to fight for it."

The wind is eastward.

"What name?"

"Wind Saint!"

Song in the Rain laughed: "How dare you think... Feng Xiangdong, if you can get the Wind Saint, I will get the Rain God."

Xue Wanren said dejectedly: "Then am I going to fight for the Snow Emperor? I don't even dare to think about it..."

Dongyun Yu said: "Our boss also has a name, I have always wanted it."

Everyone asked in unison: "What's your name?"

"East Sword!"

Dong Yunyu said yearningly: "I have liked this name for a long time."

Everyone was silent.

After a long while, Fang Che said leisurely: "I guess this name... you don't have to fight for it, it will come naturally to you."

Everyone nodded together.

What Boss Fang said makes perfect sense.

"It's almost time to rest. Take medicine and recover quickly. Come back a few more times!"

After Fang Che beat Yu Zhongge and others eight times again, the news about Yan Beihan came.

"Night Demon, where are you?"

Fang Che immediately called everyone together: "Hurry up, take the elixir, do it again, and I'll go out to do something."

The seven people who had been beaten to death were on the verge of crying: "Boss Fang, you go now..."

"No!"

Fang Che's eyes stood up: "Hurry!"

After beating the seven people who had been ravaged in human form again, they were beaten violently.

Fang Che walked away: "Continue in the afternoon!"

Seven people lay on the ground crying without tears.

"Brother... we can't continue..."

Feng Xiangdong even burst into tears: "...Now I just want to go to the secret realm to fight..."

One sentence expressed everyone's thoughts.

Everyone else nodded.

I really would rather fight for my life than be ravaged like this by Boss Fang again...

"I was beaten twenty times in one morning!"

Mo Ganyun silently asked the sky...

"Ling Chi feels better than this..."

Singin' in the rain.

"In three days, labor and management will truly be out of trouble!"

Dong Yunyu said full of yearning.

"There are still two and a half days..."

His whole body was paralyzed on the autumn clouds, and his eyes were staring at the sky.

Ye Meng kindly reminded: "You should also practice more in the evenings these days."

"ah!!"

Seven people screamed at the same time.

…

Fang Che transformed into a night devil again and came to Yanhui Tower.

This time, there were only Yan Beihan and Aunt Hong.

And Yan Beihan came up with three plans, which were plans for the next Outer World Mountain Gate.

Yan Beihan prepared three goals.

They are Futu Mountain Gate, Huanmeng Mountain Gate, and Xiaoyao Mountain Gate.

"Night Demon, look at these three pieces of information, which one is best to target?"

Yan Beihan asked humbly.

"What do you mean, Master Yan?"

"What I mean is to target the Futu Mountain Gate."

Yan Beihan said: "Although these three mountain gates are tied together, they have strong and weak strengths. Futu Mountain Gate is the weakest one among them."

Fang Che carefully read the information on the three mountain gates.

It is true that the Futu Mountain Gate is weaker, but its strength is comparable to the original Hanjian Mountain Gate.

But the three mountain gates frowned after reading it.

"If I were to do it, I would attack the Fantasy Mountain Gate first."

Fang Che proposed a direction that Yan Beihan had never thought of.

Because Huanmeng Mountain Sect is the strongest among the three families.

"But what we said at the beginning was to pick the weak ones."

Yan Beihan was a little puzzled: "And now Feng Yun's people have clearly stated that they will not drag their feet, but why did you and I choose the strongest one?"

This is inconsistent with the established policy of 'picking the weak ones'.

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Lord Yan, you may have misunderstood my meaning. I meant to pick the best one to attack, the one that is most likely to succeed... not the one with the weakest strength."

"Although Futu Mountain Gate has made a lot of preparations, there are enough undercovers inside, and they also have certain powers, but Lord Yan, look here: Futu Mountain Gate is jointly governed by the head of the sect and the elders who serve."

"And these elders are the masters of the head of the sect, even the ancestors."

"In other words, the relationship here is unbreakable. And our people seem to have power, but there is no one among these senior elders who serve."

"From this point of view, the power held by our people can basically be vetoed by a word from others. Even deprived."

"And the purpose of Futu Mountain Gate is here: This sword soars into the sky, it would rather break than bend; cut off the floating life, slaughter the inhabited God!"

"So the people of Futu Mountain Gate are basically like this, with sharp swords and unstoppable spirit. Even among the junior disciples, there are too many who would rather die than surrender!"

"So I don't recommend choosing Futu Mountain Gate. If you choose Futu Mountain Gate, even if you achieve your goal in the end, it will be a tragic victory. It is expected that it will be extremely tragic."

Fang Che said: "Xiaoyao Mountain Gate is in line with their word Xiaoyao. They just want to live a carefree life and don't want to join the Guardian or the Only I Can Do It. They only pursue freedom and freedom, no matter where it is, it will affect their freedom... So, the people of Xiaoyao Mountain Gate are the most unrestrained and don't care about anything; but they care about freedom the most. "

"Once there is something that affects their freedom, they would rather abandon everything and fight a life-and-death battle, and To defend what you care about most. "

"So these two gates are not the best choice."

Fang Che paused, pointed to the plan of Huanmeng Gate and said: "And this Huanmeng Gate... from the name, it is easy to affect the control, the dream... is like a fantasy."

"Of course, we can't infer from the name of the gate, but looking at the introduction, it is obvious: Huanmeng Gate has never participated in any battles. The other gates have more or less helped the guardians in fighting; but Huanmeng Gate has never had it. "

"What does this show? This shows that they don't want to offend our Solitary Orthodox Church at all. Secondly, they may not have a good impression of the guardians, but they may not have a bad impression of our Solitary Orthodox Church. "

"They even retain the biggest fantasy about our Solitary Orthodox Church: they never take action Participating in the fight is proof! Because no matter which side wins, they can use the same reason: We have always been absolutely neutral, so what if we remain neutral? "

"We have never offended you."

Fang Che said: "Master Yan, what do you feel from my speculation?"

Yan Beihan pondered: "They are afraid of the guardians, and they are also afraid of our self-righteousness?"

"Yes, they are timid!"

Fang Che said lightly: "At least, the person who made the decision of Huanmeng Mountain Gate is timid, hesitant, and cowardly."

"So I boldly speculate that as long as this person is found, Huanmeng Mountain Gate can basically be ended."

Fang Che said: "And this person is not difficult to find! With the long lifespan of advanced warriors, this person is very likely to be the ancestor of Huanmeng Mountain Gate."

"And the people of Huanmeng Mountain Gate, under the influence of such an ancestor...their will to fight to the death is weaker."

"So..."

Fang Che smiled: "That's all I thought of."

Yan Beihan's eyes were bright: "Yes! ”

She stood up and paced back and forth: "Yes, from this direction, Huanmeng Mountain Gate is indeed the easiest to attack."

She sighed and said: "Before, someone also suggested that it is best to attack Huanmeng Mountain Gate first, but her direction is different from yours, so... it was not accepted."

"But what I said is based on inferences. Whether the actual situation is like this, it still requires a lot of investigation to make a decision."

Fang Che reminded.

"Understood."

Yan Beihan certainly would not act blindly.

"Who was the person who proposed to attack Huanmeng Mountain Gate before? What was the reason?" Fang Che asked curiously.

"It was Zhou Meir, the chief manager talent I discovered this time. "

Yan Beihan said: "Her reason is that there are many factions within Huanmeng Mountain Gate, and according to the investigation, there are many conflicts between men and women. There are too many talented disciples, but there are only three relatively outstanding female disciples, whether in appearance, figure or temperament. Therefore, they fight fiercely for this, including their previous generation and the previous generation... So they proposed to start from this aspect. "

Zhou Meir!

A gentle face appeared in Fang Che's mind.

Sad eyes.

It was as if he smelled the aroma of wine again. The nine cups of wine seemed to still have a lingering fragrance in his mouth.

Thinking of Zhou Meir's fate of marriage, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart and said: "This Zhou Meir is a talent. This is also very important. Because men can do everything for women's jealousy. If used properly, this is an important means to disintegrate and fight for it! "

"I didn't expect this. Lord Yan's subordinates are indeed full of talents. "

Yan Beihan also laughed and said, "Yes, Zhou Meir is indeed good. Her thoughts are very detailed and meticulous. But she is a little cold and not very lively. But sometimes, when discussing issues, she is very profound. Moreover, she often proposes ideas from directions that others can't think of, and she is very decisive."

Fang Che stopped talking.

It is enough to say a good word for Zhou Meir.

If he says more, it will be a bit deliberate.

But it must be said that after he said this, Yan Beihan's heart once again values ​​Zhou Meir.

I can't help but think about the arrangements after returning.

The talk is almost over, the business has been discussed, and Yan Beihan is still unsatisfied.

Smiling: "Ye Mo, when you saw me, Senior Bing, and Chen Xue and others yesterday, did you find any difference?"

"Different?"

Fang Che was a little confused.

"Where... is different?" He really didn't see anything.

"Didn't you see the difference between us and before?"

Yan Beihan widened his eyes.

"No." Fang Che nodded honestly, his eyes clear and stupid.

"..."

Yan Beihan gritted his teeth and said, "I have already given them all the Tianyan Pills, didn't you see it?"

Fang Che asked humbly, "Master Yan, this... where can I see this?"

Yan Beihan's excited little face drooped.

He said uninterested, "Use your eyes to see."

"..."

Fang Che stared blankly.

"..."

Yan Beihan rubbed his face with his white and tender hands, feeling a little powerless.

Before taking, after taking, and after a period of digestion and nourishment... it's almost a world-shaking change... You... what are your eyes for?

Yan Beihan really wanted to grab Fang Che's collar and ask: You are so careful and analyze problems very well.

But facing a girl's transformation like a reborn, you can't see anything?

Didn't you notice that the skin on her face is more gentle and delicate? The skin is tighter? The hair is getting younger, and even the eyes are always black and white? The traces of sword and knife training on the hands are gone?

The color of the Jianghu has completely disappeared?

The whole person looks more crystal, more beautiful, and more youthful...

Can't you see it?

Are you blind?

Poor Fang Che stared at the stupid and clear eyes, and finally said against his will: "It seems... it seems... it is more beautiful..."

Yan Bei's cold phoenix eyes were full of evil, and he asked with gritted teeth: "Where is more beautiful?"

Fang Che scratched his head, blinked, squeezed his eyes hard, and said: "It seems to be... anyway..."

Finally said dejectedly: "I can't see..."

"Hehe..."

Yan Bei laughed coldly: "Ye Mo, your eyes..."

She took out a bottle of pills from the space ring and slammed it on the table: "This is for you! Eat it, it can enhance your eyesight."

Fang Che's face twisted.

It turned out to be a bottle of the lowest-level eye-brightening pills.

He swallowed his anger and said, "Thank you, Lord Yan, for the reward."

"Eat more!"

Yan Beihan slapped out another row and said angrily, "Eat it as a meal!"

"...Okay."

Fang Che put away the eye-clearing pills.

"What is your current cultivation level?" Yan Beihan asked, "Have you reached the Saint level?"

"No...I'm now at the fourth level of the Venerable, almost at the peak."

Fang Che said.

"Too slow!"

Yan Beihan slapped out a bunch of resources: "Take it and use it."

"Thank you, Lord Yan."

"Do you have any more divine metal nourishment?"

"Not much. It can last for another month. I use it very sparingly." Fang Che said.

In fact, according to his usage, it can last for more than a year.

"I'll give you another six thousand kilograms."

Yan Beihan slapped out a large barrel on the floor again.

Fang Che was overjoyed: "Thank you, Lord Yan!"

Hurry up and put it away.

"Don't be stingy, don't be frugal. Just soak them in it!" Yan Beihan taught: "Eat as much as you can, I'll give you more if you run out!"

"But I guess I'll have a new mission soon... I guess I won't see you for a long time, Lord Yan."

Fang Che lowered his eyebrows and looked at me in a pleasant manner.

"Then I'll give you another 4,000 kilograms, making a total of 10,000 kilograms."

Yan Beihan took out a bunch of them again.

"Thank you, Lord Yan! Lord Yan is really my greatest benefactor!"

Fang Che's mouth was crooked with joy.

Yan Beihan smiled reservedly and said with some expectation: "Ye Mo, let me ask you, among the women you have seen, who is the most beautiful?"