Lord of the Night

Fang Che left the Southeast Headquarters and wandered between heaven and earth.

The entire Southeast was covered with snow.

It had snowed for ten consecutive days, and the weather was far from warming up. The snow melted very slowly.

Fang Che hoped that the snow would have melted when he came out, but it was not what he wanted.

The ground was still covered with snow wherever he looked.

He still felt as cold as a knife.

That familiar white made Fang Che feel disgust, hatred, and pain!

Fang Che swore: If he never saw snow in his life, he would not miss it at all! He really didn't want to see snow again!

He walked on the snow with a heavy heart, feeling the soft and creaking sound under his feet.

Fang Che felt lost and had no direction.

He didn't know where to go.

The Night Demon Cult was now an empty city, and Ding Jieran and others were still motionless, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

The Guardian Southeast Headquarters could not be returned, and Fang Wangfu was not sure if it still existed. Fang Che felt that it should have been splashed with feces? Or was the house still there?

Yixin Sect was gone too.

Mo Ganyun and the others could not go, and Ye Meng and the others had not finished the trial yet...

Fang Che suddenly realized that he had nowhere to go.

The sudden loneliness and desolation almost brought tears to his eyes.

The Southeast Headquarters was close to Yixin Sect compared to other places.

Fang Che drifted all the way, and he did not know why he drifted all the way to Yixin Sect.

Looking at the ruins and the snow on the ground, it still could not cover up the desolation and ruin.

Fang Che walked among them, and even without the Golden Horned Dragon's reminder, he could feel that there were piles of corpses buried somewhere.

He turned around in the ruins.

Then he found the tombstones that were shattered and the overturned graves in the back.

Those were the graves of Mu Linyuan and Hou Fang.

Fang Che silently renovated the place and built two new graves here.

He sat in front of the new graves, put out two jars of wine, and then drank by himself.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The aroma of wine spread far away in the cold snow.

For a long time.

Fang Che stood up shakily.

He bowed deeply.

Then he staggered out.

Standing on the ruins of Yixin Sect, Fang Che took a last look.

He smiled slightly and waved his hand, as if bidding farewell to the past.

He turned around and left, never looking back.

The enthusiasm of the continent did not disappear, but became more and more intense.

The whole continent was in full swing. Countless places were paying tribute to Chief Fang, remembering Chief Fang, and were filled with righteous indignation.

Restaurants, teahouses, and brothels were all praising Chief Fang's deeds.

Countless people were angrily cursing the people who framed Chief Fang.

Fang Che turned into an ordinary Jianghu person, about 30 years old, with ordinary appearance but strong, wearing a green robe, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and quietly entered Donghuzhou.

Walking in this place that he is most familiar with again, Fang Che has a completely different feeling in his heart.

Very complicated.

It is a very indescribable feeling.

Listening to the discussions of people on the roadside, the storytelling in the teahouse seems to be telling other people's stories.

Walking all the way to the original location of Fang Wangfu, I found that Fang Wangfu had been razed to the ground.

It was a mess, and someone was cleaning it up. Many people were mumbling and repenting, and they were crying and muttering: "I was so stupid... I believed those people at the time, and I also participated in the smashing and looting... I regret it so much, I wish I could tear myself into pieces..."

Some workers who built for Fang Che before were holding the original design drawings and comparing them everywhere.

Obviously, it was being rebuilt, and there was a requirement that it must be built the same as before.

Fang Che stared at the ruins in the snow, mixed with the snow, and some places were already filthy.

Fang Che showed a faint smile on his lips, and he himself didn't even know what this smile meant.

Then he floated away without any nostalgia, blending into the sea of ​​people.

The sea of ​​people was surging, but Fang Che suddenly felt like he was out of the world and had nothing to do with him.

It seemed to be a brothel in front.

There was a mournful voice singing gracefully, accompanied by the sad zither and flute.

Sobbing, it made people cry.

"...Sweeping the turbid world without caring about his own life, the young master of the Fang family is dust-free; as bright as the moon in the ninth heaven, as pure as the immortals in the sky...Who will help the poor to establish the world; who will rescue the poor from the sea of ​​suffering; who will throw away all the gold and silver, who will engrave the righteous path in his heart...Who will build a tomb for the miserable life of the beauty, who will erect a monument of justice in the world..."

"The world is not worthy of the fairy jade dew, the emperor's palace is forever in heaven..."

"...The world is not worthy of the young master Fang...The turbid world is not worthy of the immortals..."

This is obviously a song, and the woman in it is singing melodiously; it floats out of the building faintly. Sorrow, hatred, nostalgia...

Obviously, there are guests complaining, why is it always this song these days.

But no one pays attention to him.

Still singing this song by himself...

Almost all the brothels along the way are constantly singing this song.

Fang Che walked by expressionlessly, still melodiously behind him...

Turning into a wisp of green smoke, he came to the small courtyard left by Feng Han.

Fang Che sat in Feng Han's study and smiled calmly.

"I really didn't expect that the place where I could stay in Donghuzhou would be... actually here."

The night was deep.

Fang Che floated out and quietly arrived at the tomb of Yinshen Palace according to the information given by Feng Yun.

This is a small mountain peak in the city. On top of it is the tomb that An Ruoxing erected for her sister. After thirty-six steps, there is the tomb platform above.

Elegant and quiet.

"The tomb of An Ruochen and his wife."

Fang Che sighed softly. There was no name of Yinshen Palace on it, and An Ruoxing did not dare to engrave the name of Yinshen Palace. Being able to do this was the ultimate achievement of An Ruoxing.

Put out fruits and melon tributes and some side dishes.

Then Fang Che took out two jars of wine, opened the mud seals, and poured the wine.

"Master, congratulations on your reunion as husband and wife."

"Congratulations to you and Third Master for reuniting with Grand Master, Second Master, and Master Sun Yuan."

"Disciple came to see you today."

Fang Che lit three sticks of incense and began to burn paper money generously.

Then they drank one cup after another while putting paper money into the fire in front of the tomb.

The aroma of wine wafts in the wind, spreading far and wide in the cool spring breeze.

Slowly, someone noticed the movement here...

The sound of clothes flying through the air sounded, and many people came towards this direction. They were experts from the Guardian's southeast headquarters.

The leader was An Ruoxing. If there was any movement here, he guessed that the Night Demon was coming.

So we urgently summoned the experts.

However, before they reached the place, they felt a monstrous murderous aura and an indescribable solemn evil aura, covering them from above like the sky collapsing!

Under such evil aura, everyone could hardly move, let alone arrest.

A gloomy voice came down from above: "Vice-General An, I have come to pay homage to my mentor today. I have no intention of causing trouble. What's more, it is during the truce between you and us. Please ask Vice-President An." Sir, please do me a favor."

An Ruoxing held back the shock in her heart and said solemnly: "Night Demon! You shouldn't have come!"

"Those who are disciples should still come!"

Night Demon's voice echoed in the air like a night owl: "Thank you very much, Deputy Chief An. So, tonight, Night Demon will not do anything."

An Ruo

Night Demon said grimly: "Deputy Chief An's words are wrong. I did not kill Fang Che. We all know exactly how he died. There is no need to blame him so hard."

Another voice said angrily: "If you came out earlier, wouldn't everything be revealed?"

The voice was rough and bold, it was Xiong Rushan.

"Why did I come out early? Fang Che and I are not friends, but enemies of life and death! I naturally know that if I come out early, he won't have to die, but I am the only one who teaches the Night Demon, and being able to kill him is what I want. Why should I come out? Guardian, please stand up for yourself."

Night Demon's voice became increasingly cold.

The aroma of wine on it is also getting stronger.

The flames were extinguished and smoke was rising into the sky.

The people below were actually suppressed by the momentum and could not move.

Now that Fang Che's case broke out, the southeast side was extremely empty. Yang Luoyu and others were staring at the six major families with red eyes.

There is not even a single Holy Emperor expert in Donghuzhou now.

There is no way to fight against the Night Demon.

But seeing him arrogantly paying homage right here was really frustrating, but there was nothing I could do about it.

Finally, the gloomy voice above said: "Excuse me, everyone, let me know who killed my master and who destroyed the Yixin Cult... Hand over my master's Blood Spirit Sword and Space Ring... Otherwise, Night Demon will Start killing people."

The murderous aura suddenly rose into the sky and turned into an endless haze in the sky.

Almost completely covering the entire East Lake Continent.

It was so cold and murderous that even the stars in the sky seemed to have lost their color.

An Ruoxing and others gasped.

The power of the Night Demon is so terrifying!

"Report it!"

An Ruoxing's face was extremely serious.

"The Night Demon is no longer the ordinary little demon he was before. He already has the power to destroy cities and can be called a big demon! Moreover, the Night Demon's strength is developing rapidly and the growth rate is unbelievable. Please go up to the top and pay attention."

Xiong Rushan and others reluctantly agreed.

I just felt a tightness in my chest and was speechless.

"When Mr. Fang was here before, the suppressed Night Demons and the Night Demon Sect didn't dare to show up at all. They could only live in hiding under his hands and eke out an ignoble existence. Now that Mr. Fang is gone, no one comes from the headquarters, and this Night Demon has no one. It can be cured!”

"If Mr. Fang were here, how dare this night devil dare to enter East Lake with such arrogance!?"

As he spoke, Yin Guotang looked up to the sky and sighed: "How many things in this world have been ruined by villains! How many heroes died with hatred. Every time I think of it, my heart will burst!"

Mentioning Fang Che, everyone felt sad in their hearts.

"Now the headquarters is fully investigating Mr. Fang's case. Countless people have been arrested. Six major families and one hundred and twenty-seven small families have all been sealed and awaiting processing. Let us continue to wait for the day when the murderer will be killed. , is coming."

An Ruoxing said: "In addition, the investigation of the seventeen southeastern continents must be accelerated."

"When it comes to the investigation of the Seventeen Southeast Continents, it makes me even more angry than I can express!"

Cheng Zifei gritted his teeth and said: "This investigation and recovery, not to mention anything else, is just that after the incident broke out, all kinds of stories that slandered Mr. Fang suddenly appeared, and in Donghuzhou, there were actually 760,000! I don’t mean 760,000 copies, but 760,000 with different contents!”

His chest almost exploded: "How should we deal with these writers?"

An Ruoxing also frowned at this question, because he had never encountered such a situation before, so there was no precedent in the code.

They are basically people with no military power, who rely on pens to make a living. What should we do with such people?

But it is undeniable that in this kind of movement, the role played by these people is even greater than that of masters above the Saint level!

The public opinion is surging, and most of it is stirred up by these people.

They may not have the ability to create an event, but as long as things start, their ability to add fuel to the flames is almost innate.

Even most of them do not have additional remuneration: they do not need to be hired, and they can spontaneously join in the hot spots and write. All kinds of fabrications, all kinds of unimaginable things, are vivid and lifelike in their writings, and people can't help but believe them.

"Wait a minute, this kind of thing involves everyone in the world after all."

An Ruoxing could only sigh and said: "We need to re-enact the targeted laws. In your opinion, they are just some boring writers who make a living. They don't even have the power of force. They can be killed with a slap, but... it's not that simple."

"This even requires more brains than rectifying those aristocratic families. Boundary setting, sentencing, rule making, taboo setting..."

An Ruoxing sighed deeply: "After all, there are too many people like this in the world..."

Xiong Rushan asked unwillingly: "What about those people who started to make trouble without knowing the truth? Just let it go?"

"As long as it doesn't cause any serious consequences..."

An Ruoxing also bowed his head somewhat helplessly: "...we can only let it go."

Everyone just felt a breath rising from their hearts.

Let it go?

Let it go?

"What can you do if you don't let it go?"

An Ruoxing said heavily: "At least eight out of ten people have participated in verbal abuse and followed the trouble... You killed them all?"

Everyone was speechless for a long time.

At this time, it is really the law that does not punish the masses! If we really want to investigate, I'm afraid we can kill all the people on the entire continent.

How to kill? What to do? How to capture?

"This world... I have never felt so dirty!"

Yin Guotang cursed angrily and turned away.

An Ruoxing silently climbed onto the tomb platform, looking at the still flickering paper ashes, looking at the fruit offerings, and smelling the aroma of wine in the air.

Silent for a long time.

He took out three incense sticks and lit them.

He stood there for a long time before floating away.

The Night Demon appeared in East Lake.

This news spread quickly.

At the same time, the Night Demon's words were also spread.

"Kill my master, destroy the people of Yixin Sect, and hand over the things as soon as possible! The Night Demon is going to start killing people!"

Although this passage was retelling, the murderous aura in it still came to the face!

The appearance of the Night Demon made the people's anger surge again.

One reason is that, didn't you say that Mr. Fang is the Night Demon? You killed people, but the Night Demon is still doing evil in the world, and is getting more and more arrogant.

Of course, the most important reason is the second one: the Night Demon is a super demon who kills whoever he wants. When Mr. Fang was here, the frightened Night Demon dared not show up and could only hide. Some time ago, Fang Che presided over the trapping of the Night Demon Cult, which is still vivid in my mind; but now that Mr. Fang has been killed, the Night Demon has appeared unscrupulously.

How ironic?

Countless people felt the pain.

The protector of the continent, the pillar of the southeast, did not die in the hands of the Only Orthodox Church, but was killed by his own people. The result is... the demon's arrogance suddenly soared to the sky!

The appearance of the Night Demon directly became like pouring countless kerosene on the raging fire!

The voice of abuse was more intense than ever before.

Zhengdong.

The base camp of the Meng family.

The Meng family, a third-level family, has been entrenched in Zhengdong for many years.

During this period, there was a cloud of sorrow and gloom.

The entire Meng family is under investigation by the Guardian.

Yan Wuzui's headquarters law enforcement department immediately took control of all the Meng family study rooms!

Then, all the current high-ranking officials of the Meng family, including the head of the family, were detained at the same time, and the communication jade was confiscated immediately.

All those who participated in the pursuit of Fang Che were recalled, their communication jades were confiscated, their weapons were confiscated, their cultivation was sealed, and they were collectively detained!

The Saint Lord master was shrouded in divine thoughts, colluding with each other? You try?

When the cultivation is sealed and the voice cannot be transmitted, colluding with each other in front of the Saint Lord master? That's a joke.

After confiscating the communication jade, disperse and start soul contact with your own communication jade, and first call out all the calls. Then track down the communication jade of the person you talked to, and the one that doesn't match the two sides is deleted.

Why is it deleted? A more severe investigation will begin.

Of course, there must be some people who are dissatisfied and come out to clamor.

Rui Qianshan did not let the law enforcement department take action, but personally took action and killed with one sword!

The Sword Master personally killed them, this is the attitude of the Guardian Headquarters!

Who dares to say anything?

Several women of the Meng family wanted to make trouble by relying on their female status, but Rui Qianshan was also merciless and killed them all! He was also merciless towards women.

A strong murderous aura enveloped the entire Meng family.

Rui Qianshan's voice was like thunder in the sky: "Such a shameless thing, even if the entire Meng family is exterminated, it is also justified! I, Rui Qianshan, put my words here! If I hear anyone from your Meng family dare to fart, I will not show mercy under the sword!"

This sentence suppressed all the noise.

Rui Qianshan was really angry.

Because he was not like Xue Fuxiao, who knew the truth, so his anger was not so strong.

But Rui Qianshan didn't know anything, he only knew that a hero of the continent was wrongly killed, and it was someone he had always admired and participated in training!

Such an unjust case happened in broad daylight!

Until he was persecuted to death!

Rui Qianshan exploded!

Now he even hated Dongfang Sansan. Since he took over this matter, he has not returned to the Guardian headquarters.

Every day he flew back and forth between the six major families.

Flying all over the continent, monitoring the entire continent, but not going back to the headquarters.

Contacting Dongfang Sansan and reporting the progress was also in line with the rules.

"Report to Military Advisor Dongfang, the Meng family has already..."

He didn't even call him Brother Nine.

He thought that Dongfang Sansan was completely negligent in this matter! You could have suppressed it, and you could have saved Fang Che! Why didn't you do it?

For this reason, when the news of Fang Che's murder came out, Rui Qianshan rushed to Dongfang Sansan and cursed him.

"Are you afraid? Are you afraid of those noble families?"

"Why don't you protect them? Why? Are you satisfied with Fang Che being killed? Are you thinking that Fang Che will be killed for you and offend too many people, so you might as well sacrifice him to maintain balance?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you worried about?"

"What are noble families? Are you afraid of them? We can kill them all and rebuild the world! What's wrong? When the Guardians were first established, where were these noble families? They were not even liquid! Are you afraid of them?"

"Dongfang Sansan! I'm very disappointed in you! Are you still the Dongfang military strategist who shocked the continent?"

"You don't protect good people? You will settle accounts after they die? What are you thinking? Do you think I'm stupid?"

That day, Rui Qianshan stood in front of Dongfang Sansan. For the first time in his life, he was so tough, staring, spitting, and slamming Dongfang Sansan's table!

Even Xue Fuxiao couldn't stop him!

"Kill everyone in the world! Rebuild the world!"

This is Rui Qianshan's slogan.

"What are you afraid of?"

Rui Qianshan on that day shocked the entire Guardian headquarters. Everyone was silent.

"You don't dare to manage, you don't dare to protect, but you let me out! If I can't kill them all, I'm not Rui Qianshan! I've been in the martial arts world for nothing! Give me one day, and I guarantee that there will be no six major families in this world!"

"Lock me up! What do you think? What do you do as a military advisor?!"

"Kill me too if you dare!"

Rui Qianshan

stared with his eyes and stiff neck, his veins protruding, and his eye sockets almost cracked.

In his life, he never dared to lose his temper with Dongfang Sansan, and usually he didn't even dare to complain, but this time, he really risked his life.

Xue Fuxiao showed his knife, and Rui Qianshan actually bumped his neck directly into the blade.

"Kill me! Fuck, kill me too!"

"If I don't kill you, you're my grandson!"

Dongfang Sansan and Xue Fuxiao worked together to hold Rui Qianshan down, and said in a voice transmission: "This is a trap! Fang Che is not dead!"

There is no way. At this point, Rui Qianshan can't just explode and die. He can only reveal a little bit of information.

One sentence silenced Rui Qianshan's anger.

"Trap..."

"Even if it's a trap...it's too aggrieved..."

Rui Qianshan's anger was still there, and he had to keep it secret, which made him even angrier, and he was a little embarrassed and couldn't get back on track. After all, Ning Xuejian is a man of honor.

He pointed at the top leader's nose, slammed the table, glared and cursed for a long time, and found out that it was a misunderstanding...

So Lord Rui resolutely applied for an external assignment to handle the case.

Dongfang Sansan was also happy to drive this fool out, out of sight, out of mind. So he waved his hand and nominally went out to perform the mission, but in fact he was exiled.

Anyway, this guy hates evil, and he handles this kind of thing much more thoroughly than others.

The anger in his heart also needs to be vented.

So Rui Qianshan is now busier than ever, flying all over the continent. He was still killing people in the east in the morning, and in the north in the afternoon.

"Don't let anyone go!"

Rui Qianshan's slogan is: "No one can be left behind!"

"All of you gather in the underworld!"

Fang Che has already arrived in the east, feeling the brilliant sword intent of the Sky Condensing Snow Sword. The Lord Night Demon who came to retaliate and prepare to kill was frightened and dared not move.

Oh my god, why is this guy here?

"At least give me some time to kill a few people to show the presence of Night Demon..."

Fang Che was helpless.

But by the afternoon, he felt that the sword intent was gone.

For the sake of caution, he waited for half a day and a night. Feeling safe, he was ready to take action, but found that the sword intent was back in the early morning.

Fang Che almost collapsed.

Damn, what are you doing? Why is it back again?