Lord of the Night

As soon as everyone in the class heard these words, their hearts brightened.

It's simply a self-inflicted mistake.

But everyone also knows that since Fang Che comes to the door, it is useless to deny it at the beginning of the fire.

"The fire is beginning to burn!"

Teacher Liu's face turned purple and he almost couldn't breathe.

No matter who it is, being slapped by one of his own students so inconsistently would not be able to bear it.

What's more, after mediating the matter, he went to drink Fang Che's thank you wine.

As a result, as soon as he finished drinking, his students went to assassinate others again.

Moreover, he was beheaded on the spot and caught in the act!

What else is there to say?

Fang Chehan looked cold and bowed to Professor Liu first: "Teacher, the student is going to offend me again."

"Why!"

Teacher Liu let out a long sigh, closed his eyes tiredly, and stopped talking.

Fang Che walked in.

With two clanging sounds, two family tokens were thrown in front of Huo Churan.

He said softly: "The fire is just starting to burn. I seem to remember that the last time the martial arts academy mediated between us, you agreed not to target me again. After that, we will not invade each other, right?"

Huo Churan took a deep breath, looked at him sarcastically, and said, "Yes, I promised."

Fang Che continued to ask: "Since that day, I have never come to provoke you again, right?"

"Yes, you didn't come."

Huo Churan gritted his teeth and asked slowly: "But what you did before was not enough?"

"Then why did you agree?"

Fang Che asked.

"The person who died is from my family!" Huo Chu roared like a volcano erupting: "Not from your family!"

"I see."

Fang Che nodded, threw the two heads on the ground with two puffs, pointed at them and asked, "This time, they are still from your family, right? Look at these two faces, do you recognize them? Are they friendly or not?" "

"It's from my family!" Huo Churan's eyes turned red.

He knew there was no point in denying it.

Identity tokens and blood symbols are implicated and cannot be forged.

"If it doesn't work this time, will your family continue?"

Fang Che asked calmly.

Huo Churan looked at him fiercely, his eyes burning: "Fang Che, what do you think? If it were your family, if so many people died, would it have been in vain?"

"Of course it won't work, so you have to continue."

Fang Che nodded.

He said: "Then I will hit you today so that you can feel more comfortable."

He turned around and said, "Teacher, can I kill someone today?"

The pupils of the whole class constricted at the same time.

Teacher Liu's face was as black as coal, and he said: "No! No matter what, no human life is allowed to occur when students fight in martial arts! It is not allowed to destroy the original source and cause disability! This is the iron law of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy."

After Professor Liu finished speaking, he sighed and breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he knew that it would be impossible for Huo Churan to stay in Baiyun Martial Arts Academy after he assassinated his classmates so many times.

It is impossible for any martial arts academy to retain such students. Being expelled is already doomed.

So he sighed: A genius is equivalent to death.

He also breathed a sigh of relief: From now on, such nonsense will never happen again!

After hearing what Liu Jiaoxi said, Fang Che also sighed with regret and said, "I know!"

Suddenly he rushed forward like a whirlwind.

At the same time, Huo Churan roared and rushed towards him like a ball of flame.

Boom!

The two collided violently, but only for a moment. When the fire started, they screamed and fell out like a broken sack.

Fang Che broke through Wu Zong, and the two were no longer on the same level.

Even if the fire starts to burn, even if you try your best, it will be of no use.

Then Fang Che's black robe flashed and he rushed forward.

One punch!

Everyone could clearly see that Huo Churan's straight nose that had just been cured completely collapsed under this punch.

The fire started to burn and he staggered back.

As he stepped back, blood spurted out from his mouth and nose like a fountain.

Then the black robe flashed, and a white fist appeared in everyone's sight.

boom!

Huo Churan screamed and crashed through the window, flew out, and rolled on the ground. Fang Che flew out, punching and kicking him.

The whole process, until the fire first started and was beaten into mud, no one stopped it!

The last kick.

With a bang, Huo Churan was kicked out thirteen feet.

It hit a tree and bounced back.

Fang Che sighed and said, "Bastard! Go back and cry and ask your family to send someone to kill me! If you don't send someone, you are a son of a bitch!"

"I haven't killed enough yet! Killing your Huo family members is particularly satisfying for me!"

Fang Che said.

…

All the senior officials of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy were furious!

The thing that started the fire was already a taboo in the last assassination.

Unexpectedly, after mediation by the martial arts school, he still refused to change his ways and sent people to assassinate his classmates again!

It is simply unbearable.

After research, the Baiyun Martial Arts Academy unanimously decided to expel Huo Chulian from the Martial Arts Academy.

At the same time, the Fire family is ordered to apologize and compensate!

Summons the guard hall where the Fire Family is located and recommends that the Fire Family be downgraded!

Order the fire to start, the injury has improved slightly, and immediately leave the martial arts academy!

After all, Fang Che beat people too hard.

…

"I reported to the leader, and my subordinate Night Demon reported that I beat him up and was expelled from the martial arts academy."

Fang Che immediately reported the good news.

This sentence is a bit grammatical.

But Fang Che did it deliberately.

He vividly expressed the young man’s excitement of ‘I have done something good for you again’.

I was doing something for the leader again, and I was very excited, so I was a little too excited to speak.

When Yinshen Palace received the news, it was a bit dumbfounding.

He replied: "My writing skills need to be improved."

"Follow the order, does the leader mean that this subordinate will study poetry and books now...?"

"roll!"

"Good!"

The Night Stalker was silent.

The people at the Yin Shen Palace burst into laughter: "You idiot! You still have some brains! You actually study poetry and books... you are just pretending to be a fool! I'll stuff your head with it!"

Mu Linyuan: "Leader, it seems that the Night Demon has made you angry again?"

Yinshen Palace handed it over casually: "Look, what is in this fool's mind? If I say that his words are not fluent, he actually wants to study poetry..."

After Mu Linyuan read it, he burst out laughing and said without stopping for a long time: "It is indeed a living treasure!"

"But in this way, the seeds of the Three Saints Sect and the Tianshen Sect have been cleared out. It is equivalent to destroying their deep chess move. Those two guys are not good-tempered, so they will probably act quickly. "

Yin Shen Palace Road.

"If they really give their people to the Night Demon as a merit...the leader still has to do some work. If one day he is accused, it will be a trouble."

Mulinyuan reminded.

"Haha, what's the trouble? They sent people to assassinate our seed chess pieces, but they don't allow us to fight back? What's the point of this?!"

Yinshen Palace looked down upon it.

Mulinyuan said yes repeatedly.

I thought to myself, if your seed player hadn’t done it first, would such a thing have happened?

You made the first move, are you still reasonable?

Yinshen Palace looked at Mu Linyuan's face, snorted, and said: "I know what you old boy is thinking, but our Night Demon has not been exposed! No one knows the identity of the Night Demon, so this is between the Three Saints and In the eyes of the gods, he was killed by the genius of the guardian, what does that have to do with us?"

Mu Linyuan coughed and said, "What if one day... the Night Demon is exposed?"

Yin Shen Palace snorted and said: "I don't know how long it has been by that time, who is still standing up for a few dead people? You old guy is clearly trying to cause trouble for me! How are the things you asked to investigate?"

"Here, here, everything is clear..."

Mulinyuan hurriedly started to remedy the situation.

…

Fang Chean was born for two days.

Because he was thinking about it, he completely suppressed the initial flame of death.

You have to eat the meal one bite at a time and do the things one by one.

He will not mess with Wan Zhimei until the first ignition of the fire is resolved.

It would be bad if it caused trouble for both parties.

‘The current mission is to develop your own strength as the main purpose, and by the way, kill all the brats you can find one by one. ’

‘If you can’t kill him, then you should focus on developing your own strength. ’

This is Fang Che's simple thought.

And now, like Mo Ganyun and other disciples, he tries his best not to use elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to improve himself.

Just quietly eat something that will strengthen your foundation and build your foundation. As long as there is, fill it all into your stomach.

Everything that is helpful to the consciousness and soul is also filled into the stomach.

But to help his cultivation, he only took Qi and Blood Pills from Wuyuan. I will not take any other elixirs.

Even the elixirs that helped him win the championship were given to Ye Meng.

He even continued to use the spiritual power of the immeasurable scriptures to flush his body over and over again, squeezing over and over again to expel as much residue as possible from the pills he had taken.

Strengthening one's roots and cultivating one's talents is always something that must be paid attention to at all times.

In his previous life, Fang Che only knew how to improve his cultivation. It was not until he reached the imperial level that he realized that he had exhausted all his resources.

Nowadays, when entering the martial arts academy, there are the most orthodox cultivation methods, the most orthodox theories, and instructors who have worked hard to help students grasp the direction of cultivation.

And there are so many descendants of big families around me who I have never come into contact with in my previous life as role models.

I have already changed all my concepts.

Two days later.

Huo Churan was barely able to move, limping, wrapped in white cloth all over his body and his face was wrapped, and left Baiyun Martial Arts Academy with his luggage.

When I left, there was no one to see me off!

He walked out of the martial arts academy with evil aura and overwhelming resentment all over his body and only looked back.

Plaque of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

But there was strong hatred in his eyes.

Turning around, walking a few steps, he turned the corner and saw a figure as majestic as a mountain.

Don't dare to say anything.

Huo Chulian snorted coldly, tilted his head, and was about to go another way.

Mo Ganyun has already spoken: "The fire is beginning to burn!"

"What?"

"Don't do anything, I don't like you, so I came here to see you off!"

Mo Ganyun rushed up like a tiger coming down the mountain and punched Huo Churan in the face.

"You bastard! If you can't defeat someone, assassinate him!"

"brute!"

"Still looking at me like this? Are you dissatisfied? Are you still aggrieved?!"

There was a constant sound of banging and banging.

After a long time.

Mo Ganyun spat with a groan, stepped over Huo Churan's head, and returned to the martial arts academy: "You bastard! Come and assassinate me too! If you don't come, you're a son of a bitch!"

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