Lord of the Night

Yan Nan felt depressed and took Sun Wutian out first. He saw Bi Changhong complaining to the head of the General Affairs Department with a depressed look on his face outside: "I am also the deputy chief leader, what happened to the separated soul? Is this still reasonable? I am dignified. The deputy chief leader has been deprived of his qualifications to attend meetings..."

Seeing this guy actually has the nerve to keep complaining.

In an instant, Yan Nan's new and old hatreds surged into his heart, and he shouted: "Sun Wutian!"

Sun Wutian suddenly burst into flames and turned into a black mist that completely entangled Bi Changhong.

Yan Nan strode forward and grabbed Bi Changhong's hair.

The palms burst into five colors.

Shocking Palm!

It hit with a rumble!

Gritting teeth.

You really don’t like splitting souls. Today I will use the Shocking Palm to cure this problem for you!

Bi Changhong's screams were not human.

Rumble…

After Yan Nan and Sun Wutian left, Chen Gu and others came out of the conference room, only to see a wriggling mass of rotten flesh on the ground.

That's Bi Changhong.

"How cruel!"

Chen Gu and others were shocked. They didn't expect that Fifth Brother would do such a heavy trick this time!

Then everyone walked by one after another, and when they passed by Bi Changhong, they all punched and kicked him mercilessly.

Anyway, now he doesn’t know who hit him...

A round kick.

After the beating, everyone walked away.

He shook his head all the way and sighed: "Fifth brother beat Sixth Brother really hard today... Tsk, tsk, it makes those who hear it sad and those who see it cry..."

…

Yan Nan brought Sun Wutian into the study, and Sun Wutian looked satisfied.

"It's so cool! I've wanted to beat him for a long time!"

"I have been relying on a broken soul for more than 10,000 years, and I finally breathed a sigh of relief today. Fifth brother, when are you going to beat him again?"

Sun Wutian thought to himself all the way and followed Yan Nan into the study, still thinking about it.

He clenched his fists and looked at his joints, recalling the feeling of punching Bi Changhong in the face just now. The more I thought about it, the more comfortable I felt.

Although Yan Nan was angry, he always directed his Shocking Palm elsewhere, but Sun Wutian didn't hit him anywhere else, only slapped him in the face.

And mouth!

"Damn it, Duan Xiyang won't invite me to drink for a year when he comes out this time?" Sun Wutian muttered to himself.

"Okay."

Yan Nan glared: "Let's get down to business."

"The Night Demon broke through the Holy King?"

"Breakthrough."

"How did you break through?"

"I gave him some resources, and this guy trained himself to the point of breakthrough."

Sun Wutian felt a little proud when he mentioned this matter.

Because he knows how rare this kind of thing is.

Sure enough, Yan Nan's eyes became focused: "Have you achieved a breakthrough through practice?"

"Well, it's just like when Duan Xiyang broke through to the Holy Lord."

Yan Nan couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation on his stern face: "Are you okay?"

Sun Wutian took a look and said, "Okay."

"Let him out."

Yannan Road.

Fang Che felt his body sway, and his eyes lit up, and then he realized that it was actually a study room. Before he could speak, he saw Yan Nan.

"Subordinate Night Demon, please see Vice Chief Master Yan!"

Fang Che saluted hurriedly.

Yan Nan's face became more friendly than ever before. He looked up and down Fang Che's body and how his spiritual energy was running, and a faint smile of satisfaction appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Night Demon, get up."

Yan Nan said pleasantly, and then ordered: "Old Sun, make tea."

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes, and Fang Che hurriedly said: "Don't dare..."

"Just stay."

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes and said, "You don't know where Vice Chief Yan keeps his tea, so how can you keep busy?"

As he spoke, he skillfully walked around behind Yan Nan's desk, opened the drawer from below, and took out a box of tea. As soon as he opened the tea box, Fang Che suddenly felt a little clearer.

The muscles on Yan Nan's face twitched and he cursed: "You are really taking advantage of your disciple. I'm not even willing to drink this tea!"

Sun Wutian smiled and said: "If you put it away again, won't it expire? It's a waste."

Take out the tea leaves, condense the spiritual energy into hot water, and start steeping.

He threw the tea can to Fang Che and said, "Take it and drink it. Grandmaster has nothing good to give you, just a box of tea."

Yan Nan said sadly: "Sun Wutian, you are so generous!"

"I've always been a generous person."

Sun Wutian chuckled, and the aroma of tea was already rising.

Yan Nan saw Fang Che holding the tea box with a confused look on his face. He couldn't help but stare, and then sighed dejectedly: "Your ancestor has given it to you, so just keep it. This tea is called Origin tea, do you understand? Even for Dongfang Sansan, this tea has a great effect on him, but he has never smelled the slightest fragrance in his life. "

When Fang Che heard this, he immediately put it away and said respectfully: "Thank you, Deputy Chief Master, for the reward!"

Yan Nan sighed helplessly: "Sun Wutian didn't even drink this at my place... Chen Gu and others didn't even taste it... In ten thousand years, only five kilograms of tea leaves were produced... This is my last jar. ”

Obviously extremely heartbroken.

Fang Che had a silly smile on his face.

But if the tea can is placed in the space, then no matter what, I will never say "no" again.

What if I say it and Yannan takes it back like this? Although such a big shot probably wouldn't be able to do that kind of thing, Fang Che wanted to keep this tea for Dongfang Sansan.

That's a risk you can't take at all.

The tea has been brewed.

Yan Nan asked him to sit down, but Fang Checheng was so frightened that he sat halfway down and pulled his buttocks.

Sun Wutian was not polite at all, he picked up his cup and drank it all.

Yannan laughed and scolded: "You, the ancestor, are not polite to me, even more casual than in his own home, Fang Che, you drink it too, try my tea... Hey, I want to drink this tea, but I have to wait another 1,600 years... Sun Wutian, you are such a bastard."

Sun Wutian smiled: "That's the face given by the fifth brother."

At the same time, he felt comfortable.

Yannan's wave of face has risen to the sky.

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Fully demonstrated his status in the only orthodox religion!

And the closeness with Yannan.

This is for Fang Che to see.

As for why he did this, those who understand will understand.

Fang Che naturally understood, and looked at Sun Wutian with admiration, saying obediently: "The ancestor has always said that Vice-Chief Yan often scolded him. I really didn't expect that the ancestor actually said the opposite."

Yan Nan couldn't help but look at him with a new look.

The emotional intelligence displayed by Ye Mo's two sentences is simply extremely high.

For ordinary people, it should be "The ancestor often mentions Vice-Chief Yan and respects you very much." He thought it was appropriate and used it to get closer to the relationship.

It was indeed very appropriate, but the effect was far less than Fang Che's two sentences.

Often scolding!

It is in sharp contrast to the casualness now.

Highlighting Sun Wutian's respect for Yan Nan.

Yan Nan smiled and said: "Your ancestor only said that I scolded him, but didn't say why he was disrespectful in front of me? Why did he slam my table and grab my things?"

"Hehe..."

Fang Che smiled foolishly.

Highlighting innocence.

"What a smart guy."

Yan Nan couldn't help but admire him and said to Sun Wutian: "Wutian, your disciple is much better than you."

Sun Wutian's old face was full of chrysanthemums, and he said reservedly: "Of course, if he is not as good as me, why should I recognize him?"

"Virtue!"

Yan Nan laughed and scolded.

Then he said: "Ye Mo, drink it. Remember, any tea is not good when it is cold."

Fang Che nodded respectfully, bowed, and then carefully picked up the teacup and drank it all. He felt that his mind suddenly became clear, and there was a clear feeling like a basin of ice water poured on him when he woke up from a dream.

The spiritual consciousness fluctuated slightly, and the meridians slowly penetrated into the inexplicable energy. The Dantian became calmer, and the origin of life force suddenly increased!

Fang Che suppressed his excitement.

No wonder this tea is called origin tea. The benefits to the origin are so huge.

I just drank a sip.

At the same time, thinking about Yan Nan's words, Yan Nan's words seemed to have a deep meaning: Any tea is not good when it is cold?

What is this reminding me of?

For three cups of tea, Yan Nan and Sun Wutian have been talking about this and that, talking about some extremely relaxing things.

After Fang Che drank three cups of tea, he only felt that his body was bulging. Although his true essence did not increase at all, he inexplicably felt that his body seemed to be much younger.

It was a kind of solid feeling that he clearly felt very profound.

Although his spiritual energy did not increase at all, the Saint King realm that he had just broken through had been completely stabilized.

"Thank you, Deputy Chief Master Yan, thank you, Master."

Fang Che bowed down to thank him.

Sun Wutian glanced at Yan Nan, with a slightly proud look on his face: I said this kid understands.

Yan Nan responded with a subtle look of indifference: Everyone understands that this is the time reserved for him, what are you bragging about?

Sun Wutian laughed.

"Get up."

Yan Nan said: "Although there are many places in the Three Worlds this time, every place needs to be fought for. Although I specifically asked your ancestor to bring you, if your fighting power cannot make the list, I can't force you in."

Fang Che showed a very confident smile on his face and said: "Yes!... I dare to ask, can I kill people in a duel?"

Sun Wutian laughed.

Yan Nan was very upset: "Do you think you don't have enough enemies?"

"No."

Fang Che said respectfully: "It's mainly because I just broke through, and what I have learned in my life are all killing skills, and I don't have any sparring skills; if I spar, I may not be a match for others; but if I can kill, I am not afraid of anyone!"

Yan Nan and Sun Wutian are both martial arts experts, so they naturally understand that what Fang Che said is indeed reasonable.

"You can kill him!"

Yan Nan said with a sullen face: "But you have to be aware of this!"

"Yes."

Yan Nan said: "How does it feel to break through the Saint King?"

"..." Fang Che hesitated for a moment and told the truth: "This time, the pleasure of the breakthrough and the increase in strength are not as great as the pain of the breakthrough."

Yan Nan and Sun Wu Tian laughed dumbly.

Thinking of this guy rushing all the way from the initial stage of the ninth level of the Saint, and forcibly breaking through the Saint King, they are all a little overjoyed.

If you can still feel good after rushing like this, it's really funny...