Lord of the Night

Dongfang Sansan rolled his eyes, a little speechless.

Originally, you were hiding it and couldn't bring it out. Any split was just a joke.

Not to mention dividing you, even taking something from you would be like killing you. It's not a good thing now, I'm about to be split apart...

Moreover, Yan Beihan doesn't know anything about your situation, so he doesn't dare to go...

Just think about it and you will know: If we want to split the Outer Mountain Sect, we should start with the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld, which are the most powerful and have the oldest historical origins? Isn't that der?

This is very embarrassing.

"There is nothing we can do about it. Sanfang Tiandi has arrived ahead of schedule in our plan. I originally thought it would take some time."

Dongfang Sansan said helplessly: "As an important figure in the younger generation of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church, Yan Beihan must lead the army into the Three Directions World. Therefore, it is obvious that the matter of splitting the outer mountain gate is not as important as the Three Directions World. It is said that she He has left the Qingming Palace splitting post and returned."

"As for when it will be your turn in the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld..."

Dongfang Sansan guessed: "My guess is that when Yan Beihan comes out from Sanfang Tiandi, he will seize the opportunity to split Qingming Palace. After splitting Qingming Palace, he will turn around to deal with other mountain gates, and then various palaces. Then there is the Nether Palace. After the Nether Palace is completed, it is logical that the Underworld will be the next one; the Heavenly Palace should be the last one."

Both the Heavenly Emperor and the Earthly Lord were so anxious that their intestines were swollen: "We are at the end of the queue? Is it still too late?"

"This solipsistic Yan Beihan moves so slowly. Isn't it just splitting into several sects... She is as slow as a slow old cow pulling a broken cart! Fortunately, she is Yan Nan's granddaughter. She is dragging her feet. They don’t have Yan Nan’s straightforward style!”

"It's so annoying!"

The Emperor of Heaven and the Lord of Earth complained.

"Too slow!"

Dongfang Sansan sighed and saw that these two guys were immediately panicking.

"How about we spread the word and let Yan Beihan come and divide us first?..."

Di Zun rolled his eyes.

"If you want to die, let me out."

Dongfang Sansan sneered: "If the Only One Orthodox Church knew that they were splitting you up, they would actually save you... Haha..."

The Emperor of Heaven was also horrified: "Don't act rashly! Just wait patiently. Anyway, they have already fired their bows and there is no turning back. If we rush forward and something happens and we end up, then we really won't be able to find our grave even if we cry." ”

"Why……"

The two of them sighed together and sat in sleepy city.

"How about you two go back first?"

Dongfang Sansan saw that the two of them were just out of fear and had absolutely nothing to discuss.

"We'd better stay here for two days. I won't feel confident going back."

The Emperor sighed heavily and suddenly regretted marrying off his sister.

Di Zun sighed in sympathy. He really couldn't lie down even when he went back. He was tossing and turning, and his heart felt like it was fried.

Where can I sit?

"Then you two have to pretend to be injured?" Dongfang Sansan asked.

"There is an arrangement, there is an arrangement." The two said sarcastically.

"Then sit down."

Dongfang Sansan didn't have time to waste time with them, so he left with just a polite word. From beginning to end, it didn't take more than a quarter of an hour.

The two of them were left here sighing at each other.

The arena outside has already begun.

Luo Shishui and Chu Qingqing had already arrived. They were timid, with their heads hanging down and their faces ashamed, not daring to look at their former friends.

After Dong Yunyu saw these two people, she said angrily: "You are so shameless, damn, you are so shameless! Rebellion is justified, Male Gobi..."

Suddenly the two of them almost covered their faces and ran away.

I feel like I have been scolded and am not even qualified to scold him back.

Feng Xiangdong came over and pulled Dongyun Yu over: "You foul mouth!"

Dong Yunyu cursed: "Damn, damn, I feel uncomfortable. What's wrong with a few curse words? Feng Xiangdong, please don't pull me. I'll tell you that I'll beat you to death..."

While scolding, he was pulled away.

In fact, Dong Yunyu also knew in her heart that since Luo Shishui and Chu Wuqing appeared here, it proved that they were absolutely innocent, but knowing that they knew it, she couldn't help but express the tone in her heart.

So the wind came from the east and pulled him away. Of course, I still have to scold Feng Xiangdong.

Singing in the Rain, Feng Xiangdong and others also understood that this matter had nothing to do with Luo Shishui and the others, but now everyone was full of hatred, and there was no need to mention their names at all.

Just looking at the last name makes me angry.

He didn't even have a good look towards the two of them.

The other friends saw that the core eldest brothers were like this and did not dare to come close. Luo Qishui and Chu Wuqing stood alone in the corner with their heads hanging down.

The two people who were originally the most active turned into little quails shivering in the cold wind to stay warm.

…

The Self-Orthodox Sect is not as busy as the Guardians. The main reason is that they have participated in the Three Worlds several times before. With experience, they know how much time is left, so everything seems to be in order.

Although more and more people gathered together, it was not chaotic at all.

Everyone received their number plate.

The conditions are relatively relaxed.

First, one of the ten people is selected. As the champion, if you beat ten people, you will automatically qualify. After this batch is selected, there will definitely not be enough people, and there are still many places.

And those who lost in the first battle started to choose one out of ten again.

This continues until there are 300,000 people!

The competition in the ring will not start until the early morning of the day after tomorrow, and people in relatively remote places have to be taken care of. And hundreds of arenas are rising from the ground.

This evening.

Fang Che met up with his Night Demon Cult, and eight of them followed Yan Beihan's team to Feng Yun's manor for a drink. I have to say, it’s quite spectacular.

Taking seven chubby little guys to the banquet was a great test for Leader Fang's reputation.

They met up with Yan Beihan and went together. When Yan Beihan saw Ding Juran and the other seven people, he immediately became confused for a while.

Then declare your departure!

Miss Yan was very cheerful and proud: "Go to everyone! Eat the big ones, eat the big ones!"

So this wave of Yanbeihan brought over four thousand people with it.

When Feng Yun saw this, he immediately shouted: "Miss Yan, do you want to bring the entire Solipsism here?"

"It's rare for Young Master Feng to treat me to a guest, so naturally I want to increase Young Master Feng's face."

Yan Beihan had a friendly smile.

"Everyone, go in and have dinner tonight, eat hard and drink hard! Mr. Yun has money and resources, and they must be top-notch food!"

Yan Beihan greeted.

Suddenly Lingkong and others cheered in unison: "Young Master Yun is grand! Bright!"

Feng Yun's face was red: "Miss Yan, I'm bankrupt, don't use such words against me again..."

But I was actually very happy.

Because he knew that if he had invited guests before, even if it was a special invitation, Yan Beihan would not come.

And this time, the troops and people came here, in fact, to a certain extent, it was a kind of recognition of themselves.

Although Feng Yun complained about poverty on his lips, he knew it very well in his heart.

So very enthusiastic.

"See Chief."

Fang Che brought Ding Juran and others to salute.

The seven little fat guys all appeared together, and suddenly there was a lot of coughing around them. There were endless bursts of uncontrollable sounds.

Feng Yun's eyes lit up, he tried his best to control the smile in his heart, and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this the world-famous Night Demon Sect from our southeast headquarters?"

How could Mo Wang and others have had the opportunity to meet a young man like Feng Yun before? Not to mention Feng Yun, even the younger generations of the deputy leader's family were not someone they could make friends with.

There was no chance to talk alone in the main hall last night.

At this moment, he was naturally frightened: "See the chief! See Mr. Yun."

Ding Jeran bowed with a dull face.

Keep the word "Cherish" like gold.

Feng Yun laughed and said: "Don't be so polite today. Today is a family banquet. No matter what our southeast headquarters is like, Night Demon and I are brothers who are equals in private. You are the subordinates of Night Demon." , I’ll take a good look at it!”

"Go in and come in, don't be restrained. You are from the southeast of me. When you get here, it's like your own home. You have to help me greet the guests. If you still treat yourself as a guest and wait to be served, I will fight the Night Demon!"

Feng Yun laughed.

With these words, Fang Che's status was directly raised to the sky. The face was given enough, but it was unnoticeably abrupt. It successfully calmed down the nervous hearts of Mo Wu and others in an instant, and spontaneously aroused their loyalty. Heart.

"Thank you, sir. I will definitely serve the guests well."

Feng Yun laughed loudly: "That's right."

Then he patted Ding Ziran on the shoulder, and the other party smiled and said: "This is Ding Ziran, right? I have heard about Ding Ziran for a long time. It is said that he can go without saying a word for a year... This really impressed me. I am a talkative person. You can’t cherish words like gold.”

Ding Juran kept his mouth closed, his face looked a little embarrassed, and his confusion was obvious.

Feng Yun smiled and said: "Xiao Ding, I don't care how reluctant you are to speak, but today, you have to say something nice to me! Otherwise, I won't let you in! I have to learn how to cherish words like gold. How about it. Night Demon, don’t beg for mercy..."

Everyone's attention was immediately attracted.

Watching Feng Yun joking, some were laughing, some were making trouble, some were learning, and some were meditating.

Feng Yun's emotional intelligence in dealing with people is as high as the sky!

It doesn’t matter if anyone who sees it doesn’t admire it.

In full view of everyone, Ding Jerran said with difficulty: "...It's grand!"

Feng Yun was stunned: "What else?"

Ding Ziran shut his mouth tightly and stopped talking.

The meaning is very obvious, these two words are already trying my best.

Feng Yun was stunned for a while, then made an exaggerated expression of shock: "Xiao Ding, just two words? Just these two words?!"

Ding stood alone.

Feng Yun laughed and burst into tears, overjoyed: "Ye Mo, I finally understand how you feel... Hahahahaha... this is actually true..."

There was loud laughter all around.

Ding Jeran's face was blank and stiff.

"Come in, come in!"

Feng Yun patted Ding Ziran on the shoulder and pushed him in: "Stop talking, don't be tired... Hey, Ding Ziran, you don't have to help me greet the guests, hahahaha, Night Demon, how do you usually communicate with him? of?"

Fang Che had a sigh on his face: "I beat him for six hours just to hear him scream in pain..."

"Then what? Did you call?"

"Didn't scream."

Fang Che spread his hands: "And his expression is very calm and collected, and his eyes are still looking at me very calmly."

Suddenly, Yan Beihan, Feng Yun Lingkong and the others laughed like crazy.

Feng Yun smiled and shook his head: "What does he usually say the most?"

Fang Che pretended to be Ding Jingran with a cold face, and said concisely: "Yeah!"

"Say it."

"That's it! One word! To arrange work, eh! To arrange to kill, eh! To arrange cleaning, eh! To scold him and hit him, it's also this word: eh!"

Fang Che spread his hands: "I'm not bragging, I only heard the words 'see the leader' once when he joined the religion! Since then, I've never heard it again!"

"And I only told him that time when he was being interrogated and killed as an undercover agent of the Guardian."

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Fang Che had a sigh on his face: "It's really not easy for me to be the leader of the church, I tell you."

At this moment, even Yan Beihan burst into tears from laughter.

Feng Yun laughed loudly, and the other party said: "Ye Mo, go and help me entertain the guests, especially Miss Yan. Let me tell you, if Miss Yan frowns and is unhappy even once tonight, You are the only one I am asking."

Fang Che smiled bitterly and turned to Yan Beihan: "Master Yan, please come in. Do whatever you want tonight. Don't be unhappy. This subordinate's life is at stake."

Yan Beihan's flower branches trembled and said, "Okay, okay, I will let Feng Yun chop you off tonight!"

He smiled and walked in with everyone.

From beginning to end, Feng Yun actually didn't mention a word about the fact that the seven people in the Night Demon Cult were so fat!

After Yan Beihan came in, Feng Yun stood at the door for one more breath, then laughed and said, "I'm going in to take a look at the dishes," and left the welcoming position.

He came out originally to greet Yan Beihan and Night Demon. Since these two people were already here, with his status, he naturally would not continue to be the welcome guests, but he handled it very cleverly.

You won't feel offended at all, and you won't feel slighted at all.

As Yan Beihan walked inside, he sent a voice message to Fang Che: "How about Feng Yun?"

Fang Che sent a message back: "Awesome! It's really awesome!"

"Yes." Yan Beihan sighed and said, "This is the biggest difference between men and women. When Feng Yun puts on airs, he feels like he is sitting on a cloud; but when he puts down his airs, he can do it very thoroughly. And this At one point, I can’t.”

"You can't learn this."

Fang Che said: "Master Yan has Master Yan's advantages, and Master Yun has the characteristics of Master Yun. What Master Yan can do, Master Yun cannot do even if he is exhausted."

Yan Beihan smiled and said: "That's true, but Feng Yun is now complete. His IQ, EQ, and self-awareness have reached their peak."

Fang Che nodded and admitted, "Indeed! It's a pity that my subordinates will never become someone like Master Yun."

"It wouldn't be fun if you were like this."

Yan Beihan smiled and said: "Feng Yun is of infinite benefit to his subordinates, to leaders, to controlling people's hearts, controlling sects, and controlling the general trend. But only such a man cannot give women a sense of security. "

"This kind of person will never take his woman to heart."

Yan Beihan's voice was very erratic.

Fang Che said: "I am single and don't know how to give a woman a sense of security."

Bang!

Fang Che received a hard kick on the butt from Yan Beihan.

"Pretend! Mr. Fang, who has three wives and four concubines!"

Yan Beihan cursed fiercely.

Swinging his cloak, he strode in.

Lingkong held back his laughter, helped Fang Che up, and asked quietly: "What did you say?"

Fang Che looked innocent: "I really didn't say anything..."

"hehe……"

Ling Kong rolled his eyes and pulled him in.

The dinner finally started.

Feng Yun and Yan Beihan each occupied a table, acting as if they were in separate groups.

Down below were Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue and Chenxue, each at a table.

It's just three tables side by side. He seemed to be one level shorter than Feng Yun and Yan Beihan.

But neither Feng Xing nor Feng Yue came today. They both had people to entertain, and they had to make some plans during the banquet, so naturally they wouldn't be here.

Then there was a table of ten people on Yan Beihan's side, and a table of ten people on Feng Yun's side.

Table after table faced each other, and in the seventh row, there was a table where Fang Che and the people from the Night Demon Cult were alone, and opposite was the table where Ling Kong and others were.

At this time, Feng Yun did not take extra care of Night Demon alone. The face that should be given has been given, and now it is a natural place to arrange the wine table.

It would be really inappropriate to bring it up again and make the people below jealous - no matter how much you value Night Demon, you should also think about the feelings of your old brothers, right?

The whole night, Feng Yun was good at dancing, just talking about drinking, telling some harmless jokes, and being harmonious and happy.

Nothing is arranged!

Feng Xue drank and reminded: "Brother, we are about to enter Sanfang Tiandi. You don't want to make arrangements? Arrange troops and formations? Others are busy making arrangements."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Have Master Yan made arrangements?"

Yan Beihan smiled lightly: "No arrangements."

Feng Yun laughed and asked his sister: "Do you understand?"

"I don't understand."

Feng Xue shook his head.

Feng Yun laughed loudly and said, "Do we two also need to make careful arrangements?"

Suddenly, cheers and cheers soared into the sky!

Fang Che and everyone in the Night Demon Sect sat together, feeling bursts of admiration in their hearts.

The charisma of Feng Yun and Yan Beihan is simply invincible!

Nothing was said, nothing was arranged, but everything was arranged!

With this sentence, the people below can make arrangements by themselves. If the arrangements are not done well, wouldn't Mr. Yun become a braggart today? If Mr. Yun loses face, then who will suffer in the end?

Needless to say.

"They're all human spirits."

Fang Che sighed in his heart. Including Feng Xue who asked the question, she said she didn't understand, but did she really not understand?

It can be said that Feng Xue's ladder is also exceptionally beautiful.

Then Feng Yun, as the host, began to toast.

A glass of wine and a toast to two tables.

"I can't toast everyone, otherwise I'll get drunk to death. I'm only toasting the first ten rows." Feng Yun laughed and said, "The others behind will drink together."

"good!"

Feng Yun held the wine glass and walked calmly and energetically, showing the aloof demeanor of a young master from a top family.

Graceful and unrestrained, strolling in the courtyard.

When he reached the sixth row, Feng Yun suddenly laughed and said, "Night Demon, you murderer! Let me ask you alone, how many people are you going to kill this time?"

Suddenly there was laughter all around.

Fang Che stood up holding the wine glass and said with a wry smile: "Young Master Yun, the people who entered this time are all geniuses. I am satisfied that I can avoid being killed."

Feng Yun rolled his eyes at everyone and said, "He said the same thing last time."

Suddenly everyone understood and laughed in unison.

"Go in this time."

Feng Yun held the wine glass and said to everyone: "I have no other requirements for you, only one thing."

He raised his glass and whispered: "... come back alive!"

After that, drink it all in one gulp!

When Feng Yun was asking questions, Mo Wang and Ma Qianli had a sad look on their faces when they heard the words that entered Sanfang Tiandi. But it soon returned to normal.

Only after they arrived at the headquarters did they realize that they were overage.

This loss is simply not to be mentioned. Because there was basically no age limit in Sanfangtiandi before...

But there was nothing to say, so I could only drink to drown my sorrows.

Mo Wu is better, because he has exceeded his age too much. He is over a thousand years old, but his mentality is indifferent. Ma Qianli is different.

Ma Qianli is only one hundred and ten years old. Just overage...

This kind of discomfort almost made me collapse. This feeling, just like those born in the 1980s... After finally growing up, I found that I didn't catch up with any good things, but I didn't miss any bad things...

When people in middle age look back on the past, all they can say is, ‘That’s so stupid! ’ I can’t say anything else...

I can’t even tell you the pain!

…

That night, Fang Che and everyone from the Night Demon Sect stayed at Fengyun Villa.

Mo Wang and others suddenly found that they respected and feared the leader even more.

The sense of superiority brought about by the surge in cultivation was gone.

All because of today.

They are both human beings. How could they not see that Feng Yun and Yan Beihan were trying to give Night Demon face today? And it’s a huge face-giver!

That kind of trust, respect, appreciation and kindness are almost completely uncovered!

Deliberately building up momentum for Night Demon in front of everyone, deliberately showing off the attitude of ‘this is the person I trust the most’.

Especially when the Night Demon Cult arrived, Feng Yun's deliberate kindness made everyone feel even more awe-inspiring!

What does it mean to look at everyone in the Night Demon Cult differently because of the Night Demon?

Although kindness is natural, a few people understand better that it is actually a warning: you guys, be more honest under the Night Demon in the future! Be obedient!

If you follow the Night Demon carefully, your future will be bright!

It is also a commitment. It was this gesture that made Mo Wang and Ma Qianli, two people who couldn't get in, feel much more at ease.

Mo Wang, Long Yikong, Feng Wanxia and others who have been at the bottom for a long time all have mixed feelings.

Apart from anything else, the people who attended the dinner party today, including the one sitting at the end, to Mo Wang and others, were all big shots that they couldn't get enough of even if they broke their heads before!

How can any ordinary person be invited to the dinner by Feng Yun?

Now, just sitting together talking and laughing, no one dares to underestimate themselves.

Even Ding Juran sighed in his heart.

When I saw them today, I realized that the Weiwo Orthodox Sect was really full of talents. Not to mention anything else, even myself, the undercover Guardian, felt the brilliance of Feng Yun, Yan Beihan and others, and couldn't bear any ill feelings at all!

I even admire and admire it very much!