Lord of the night.

Chapter 605 The Night Demon Appears! [Two in One]

"!!!"

Yan Nan just felt like his breath was stuck in his throat.

He roared in a muffled voice: "I order you to say four words to him and come back alive!"

Bai Jing rolled his eyes and said nothing, with a look on his face that said other people have nothing to do with him.

Yan Nan couldn't help but pointed at the door and yelled, "Get out!"

Bai Jing rolled away.

But Yan Nan was still worried.

Also followed out.

Just at the entrance of the headquarters, Li Yao, the Sword of Life and Death, stood with his sword over his back, his eyes indifferent and distant, staring at the magnificent building of the headquarters in a trance.

Beside him, there was also a master from the cloud who went with him.

This battle has attracted the attention of the mainland and no one will take it lightly.

Bai Jing said a few words and flew away.

Li Yao's expression did not change at all. He turned around and walked out in silence.

Yan Nan knew at a glance that Bai Jing definitely did not do what he said.

He knew too well the problems of Bai Laoba.

"Li Yao!"

Yan Nan spoke.

Li Yao and others of the Life and Death Sword turned around at the same time, and saw a black cloud covering the sky and the earth!
"Deputy Chief Master Yan!"

Li Yao and others bowed deeply at the same time.

Yan Nan landed in front of Li Yao and looked at the guardian of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect.

His gaze is profound.

"How about this trip?" Yan Nan asked in a deep voice.

"It's just life and death!" Li Yao replied in a deep voice.

"Are you sure?" Yan Nan asked.

Li Yao was silent for a moment, then said, "Dong Changfeng, you are a defeated general!"

Yan Nan said calmly: "But Dong Changfeng lost to you back then, but he didn't die."

There was a flicker of light on Li Yao's thin face.

Yan Nan stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "I don't care whether it's a life-and-death battle or a pact between you two. I only have one request for you to accept the challenge this time."

Li Yao said in a deep voice: "Please give us your instructions, Vice-chief!"

"Come back alive!"

Yan Nan looked into Li Yao's eyes, and finally put a hand on Li Yao's shoulder slowly: "If you can't win, don't care about your face, come back alive. I will slowly find the lost face for you."

"But my orthodox religion cannot do without Li Yao as its guardian!"

Yan Nan's palms were warm, and he patted Li Yao's shoulders hard, holding his shoulders. He looked into Li Yao's eyes, waiting for his answer.

Li Yao suddenly felt warm in his heart.

For a moment, my throat almost blocked.

He used all his strength to suppress it, and finally calmed his voice: "I swear to defend the glory of the Divine Religion until my death!"

"I don't want the glory of the Church of God!"

Yan Nan said decisively: "I want you to come back alive to see me!"

Li Yao finally knelt on the ground with a rumble, his voice hoarse: "...Yes! I obey your command! If we win, I will repay the Divine Religion with glory! If we lose, even if the world spit on us, I will come back alive!"

Yan Nan smiled with relief: "This is the Sword of Life and Death of our Weiwuzheng Sect. The Sword of Life and Death does not just mean death. The three words "Sword of Life and Death" also include life. Don't forget that."

"Yes!"

"Go."

Li Yao stood up, bowed again, turned around suddenly, and took big steps forward.

But the spirit is completely different from before.

With a loud bang, dozens of people soared into the sky. Li Yao's black clothes flashed, like a giant bat, leading the crowd and disappearing in the air.

Even the people accompanying them were full of fighting spirit and high spirits.

Yan Nan’s words just now gave Li Yao full confidence!

For a moment, they all felt extremely proud and even felt that the honor, glory and reputation that they had always cared about were like the smoke before, quietly sliding past without leaving any trace.

Come back alive!

……

Fang Che put down the communication jade.

Three words popped up in my mind.

Meng Zhizheng.

Sure enough it was him.

As for the traitor in Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, Fang Che was actually not sure who it was.

But this Meng Jianzhang is the biggest suspect.

So he deliberately said, I am going to Baiyun Martial Academy to kill Meng Chizheng first!

But Yinshen Palace did not object or correct.

Then Fang Che could be completely sure.

If it is not, Yinshen Palace will definitely correct it. This is a foregone conclusion.

He has now transformed into an image of a middle-aged man in blue clothes, with a thin figure and a rough and unruly air. A red silk knife handle is exposed on his shoulder, and he has a face full of flesh. One can tell at first glance that he is not someone to be trifled with.

We have now left Donghu Island and entered the mountains and forests, heading towards Baiyun Island.

The autumn wind was blowing along the way.

The sky is high and the clouds are floating.

Wherever he passed, countless yellow leaves covered the mountains and fields, falling towards him, as if the sky had dyed the world with a layer of gold.

It's been a long time since I've been alone.

We have been together with many people recently, and at worst, Ye Meng is always there to keep us company.

Now that I'm suddenly alone again, I actually have a feeling of freedom. Wow... so comfortable!

Mr. Fang felt a sense of relief, as if he had let himself go.

He even stood on the top of the tallest tree, with his clothes fluttering, and urinated.

I shook with great pleasure.

Then he looked up to the sky and howled: "Awoo~~~~"

The mountains roared and echoed: "Awoo~~~"

"Hahahahaha..."

Fang Che laughed loudly, his body soared into the sky, and turned into a thin green line.

Below, several bandits were lying in the bushes, holding knives and looking at the road. Suddenly, they...

A drop of water fell from the sky.

It fell accurately on the head, leaving no one behind. When they reached out to touch it, they could smell a strong smell of urine.

There was a loud laugh overhead.

"Oh my god..." Several robbers were so frightened that they ran away...

And Fang Che was already hundreds of miles away.

……

Baiyunzhou.

It is basically clean now. When Mr. Fang was in Baiyunzhou, he was never idle, so the streets are almost clean.

After Mo Ganyun, Yu Zhongge and the other two arrived, they eliminated a group of Baiyunzhou aristocratic families and a group of officials.

In particular, the group of officials who were defeated by Yu Zhongge and others accounted for almost one-tenth of the total.

A row of knives killed them.

Even if there are some who have escaped the net, they will definitely not dare to do anything within a few years.

And Ye Huang was so diligent in killing underground, working so hard and conscientiously that he could be called a model worker.

A group of people have already been conquered by Ye Huang in the underground of Baiyunzhou. They run themselves to death every day to do the work. Everyone is about to vomit their intestines when they have to carry corpses.

They all swore that they would never do anything bad again in their lives.

It's really scary.

The big shots who used to wield all power and dominance are now being moved out one by one.

The more blood on his hands, the more miserable his death will be.

Many people were wondering how the Night Emperor could find these demons so accurately and why almost none of them were wrongly accused.

What they didn't know was that with the Night Emperor's Nightmare magic and his super spiritual perception, the bloody aura on these people was almost as obvious as a bright light in the dark night.

How could I kill the wrong person?
Mo Ganyun and others also tacitly mobilized all the forces of Baiyunzhou to cooperate with Ye Huang.

In Baiyunzhou, with the foundation laid by Fang Che, everything Mo Ganyun and others do goes smoothly. When they hear that he is Mr. Fang's brother, the whole continent cooperates with the work!
It can be said that it is much easier than Dong Yunyu and others who went to Baipingzhou.

For fear that Mo Ganyun and others would be too busy, Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, as their alma mater, even sent a team of a thousand people to assist in the work and help the students gain work experience.

Mo Ganyun and the others were also generous with their merits, and each of them gave some to the younger students who came to help... no, to the senior students.

Because nominally they are only in the second grade now...most of those who come to help are in the fifth grade.

This is indeed somewhat against Tian Gang, but there is no other way. He has such ability and such opportunity, so I have to accept it.

Although it was a bit awkward, but after seeing the swift and decisive methods, cruel and resolute style, and the aura of his word being law, everyone was convinced.

Mo Ganyun and others also felt secretly moved in their hearts.

Because as children of aristocratic families, the education they originally received and their current style of behavior are completely different.

Originally, everyone was very particular about etiquette and so on... but since following Fang Che into the Life and Death Patrol Team, everything has been abandoned.

Good is good, bad is bad, sin is sin, and killing is a clean break!

It doesn't even take a second to deal with a bad guy, and it's done cleanly and neatly. After this habit is gradually formed, the habit of being more decisive and neat than everyone else is immediately formed.

The development of this habit actually creates a strong personal charm whether one is traveling in the martial arts world or among the defenders or even the guardians.

There are huge benefits.

The prerequisite is that you can always stick to your original intention and keep killing!

But several people enjoy it!

Meng Chizheng has been very close to Li Changkong and others recently. He intends to contact Li Changkong, Bing Shangxue and others.

Originally, the person he wanted to contact the most was Old Man Shen, but after Old Man Shen recovered, he was borrowed by An Ruoxing and has not been returned to Baiyun Martial Arts Academy until now.

Baiyun Martial Arts Academy was also embarrassed to ask people to go there - after all, the development prospects at the Southeast Headquarters were much better than at Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

If you come back, won't that hinder their future?

Besides, the old man has such a bad temper and is so violent... Gao Qingyu wishes he could just retire at the Southeast Headquarters and never come back.

So Meng Chizheng had nothing to do now so he would drag Li Changkong and others out for a drink.

Li Changkong felt that Meng Chizheng was a good person at first, especially because he often praised himself, but later he gradually felt that something was not right.

This attitude is too low.

Besides, I know Fang Che is awesome, but why do you keep talking about Fang Che over and over again? Between us, can we only talk about Fang Che?

You are so keen on Fang Che, what is your intention?
So Li Changkong is trying to hide whenever he can.

Bing Shangxue did not hesitate to express her dislike for Meng Chizheng in front of Li Changkong.

She didn't understand why.

It was clear that Meng Chizheng was principled, meticulous, and upright in everything he did, but Bing Shangxue just felt that this person was dangerous and had a deep-seated disgust.

Today, Meng Chizheng came to ask for a drink again.

Li Changkong ran away with Bing Shangxue, and it was said that they went out to relax.

Meng Chi was drinking alone in a pub outside, and the autumn rain was drizzling.

Looking at the raindrops outside like silk threads, Meng Chi was drinking alone in the dim tavern.

There are two sycamore trees at the entrance of the tavern.

The raindrops fell on the leaves, making a loud noise; there was not a trace of wind, and the rain fell quietly.

The leaves of the sycamore trees kept falling in the autumn rain, making loud snapping sounds when they hit the ground.

Meng Chi was watching the rain in the night, and when a leaf fell, he took a sip of wine.

Drop a few slices in a row and drink a full cup.

Very quiet.

Now he seems more like a sentimental literati.

As his thoughts raced, Meng Chizheng sighed.

He now has a very strange feeling, feeling that he is useless now. This feeling is very strange and has no reason. Recently, when he contacted the sect, he felt obviously cold.

The leader often doesn't reply to messages.

Thinking about the fact that he had been undercover for many years, the only time when Ye Mo was in the martial arts academy was when he had the most contact with the leader.

Now the corpses of the people killed in Baiyunzhou are scattered all over the ground, and many secret agents of the Yixin Sect have been eliminated.

"What else can I do in Baiyun Martial Academy?"

Meng Chi was constantly asking himself this question.

But he himself couldn't find the answer.

With a dull sigh, a dead leaf was pressed down by the raindrops, and Meng Chizheng raised his glass and drank the wine in it.

He placed a silver ingot on the table, stood up silently, picked up an oil-paper umbrella, held it above his head, and walked into the rain.

The raindrops hit the umbrella and gradually faded away.

The shop owner came out from the kitchen and looked at the silver on the table.

Looking at the shadow that was about to disappear in the rain, he murmured, "Why is there a dead air..."

……

Meng Chizheng returned to his small courtyard and put down his oil-paper umbrella.

I pushed open the door of the study and walked in, and suddenly my body stiffened.

There was actually someone sitting on the chair where he often sat.

The young, handsome man with a graceful demeanor and sword-like brows turned out to be Fang Che.

Meng Chizheng was relieved immediately: "Why are you here?"

"I came to see you." Fang Che's smile was sharp.

Feeling the vast aura of the young man in front of him and the pressure coming towards him, Meng Chizheng sighed in his heart.

He was a naive little devil back then, but now, I am no match for him.

His cultivation level completely surpassed mine.

"Ye Mo, your cultivation has improved greatly." Meng Chizheng said with emotion.

He was worried that Ye Mo was here to assassinate the top leaders of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, but Ye Mo had no idea of ​​his identity. What if he was killed by mistake?
So quickly identify yourself.

There is only one meaning: don't attack our own people.

Fang Che's eyes narrowed, and he said, "I know who you are. My master asked me to come here. No need to express it."

"I see."

Meng Chizheng was completely relieved. He put the oil-paper umbrella by the door and said with a smile, "How come you have time to come here? Aren't you in Donghu?"

"I came here to do some work, and by the way, I came to you to check the list of people in our Baiyun Martial Academy."

Night Demon said: "I am useful."

"There are not many of our seeds left in Baiyun Martial Arts Academy. Since you stood out, the leader has not placed any more students there."

Meng Zhizheng said: "So it's still the same thirteen as before."

Fang Che said calmly: "Give me the list."

Meng Chizheng smiled, opened a drawer, and took out a jade plate. It was rectangular and looked like a paperweight.

Very smooth, a very ordinary piece of jade.

Even if someone opened the drawer, they would not think that it was something good, nor would they think that there was any secret in it.

But after the jade plate was heated over a lit oil lamp, words slowly began to appear.

Those are names of people one by one.

Fang Che took a look and said, "Thirteen? One in the second grade, five in the third grade, and seven in the fourth grade?"

"Yes."

Meng Chizheng watched the temperature drop and the writing on the slate darken. He smiled and said, "Ye Mo, how did you think of asking for this list...you..."

Fang Che breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll see if there's anyone useful inside to train. My current patrol... there are only two of us, including me."

Meng Chizheng couldn't help laughing. He said enviously, "You are now second only to the first person."

"No, it's still a long way off."

Fang Che asked, "Do you have any plans recently?"

"Nothing else."

Meng Zhizheng said: "I put some toxins and antidotes in the tea leaves purchased by the senior management of Baiyun Martial Academy every year to suppress the toxicity, but this year's autumn tea did not pass through my hands; now I am considering withdrawing."

"Because if I didn't poison it and put in the antidote, the poison reaction would appear in a month at most. This incident was a bit unexpected."

Meng Chizheng said worriedly, "I didn't know that Gao Qingyu personally purchased this year's autumn tea. This is very passive. It was really an accident."

Fang Che frowned. "How could such carelessness occur? What kind of poison did you use? What can be used to cure it? What can be used to suppress it? Let me see if I can think of a solution."

"It's Qingfengbi."

Meng Zhizheng said: "It is a poison that cannot be detected unless it is specifically checked. Once the poison takes effect, the whole body will be paralyzed and can be slaughtered at will. Even the brain will be damaged. The guardian's advanced detoxification pill can be used to detoxify, but after the poison takes effect, they cannot move their hands and feet. Even if they know there is a way to detoxify, there is no way."

"And in that period of time, an ordinary warrior could kill them countless times."

Meng Chizheng smiled proudly: "I have been undercover in Baiyun Martial Academy for many years. If I leave one day, I must have some achievements that I can show off."

Fang Che nodded: "You are right. This preparation is very necessary."

Meng Chizheng smiled and said, "But after this accident, I can't stay here because there is a great possibility that they will find me."

Fang Che nodded and said, "In that case, you can leave tonight."

Meng Chizheng was stunned for a moment: "Leaving tonight? I..."

Not a single sentence was finished.

Suddenly his eyes bulged out.

Looking at Fang Che in disbelief.

Fang Che held a sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword slowly left Meng Chizheng's throat.

A red mark appeared on the tip of the sword.

A drop of blood oozed out from Meng Chizheng's throat.

Bright and eye-catching.

His throat gurgled, but his eyes were empty.

This sword rushed up to the brain and destroyed the dantian, and his soul was scattered.

Meng Chizheng's body fell limply to the ground.

Until his death, he didn't know why he died.

Fang Che struck out with his palm silently.

Meng Chizheng's body disappeared from under the chest as if melting.

Only the head and half of the shoulders were left.

The others turned into powder, dyeing the entire study evenly red.

"Become a positive martyr for the Guardians. It's a bargain for you."

Fang Che grabbed the jade slab, his face and figure transformed into that of a night demon, then he flew out of the window and turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated away.

"Master, Meng Chizheng has been killed. What should we do with the thirteen undergraduate students still in Baiyun Martial Academy?"

“After graduation, returning home means no need to make any arrangements.”

"Yes. Master, do you have any other instructions? Is there any unfinished work for Meng Chizheng? Do you want me to clean up the mess? I am leaving the city soon."

What Fang Che meant by this sentence was: Meng Chi is poisoning you, did you know that?

Yinshen Palace quickly replied, "No more. Be careful along the way and hurry to the Forest of Ten Thousand Spirits. Did you kill him with the Blood Spirit Seven Swords? If Meng Zhizheng's body is discovered, you will be in danger."

"The disciple understands."

Fang Che put away the Only Orthodox Church communication jade, took out the Guardian communication jade, and sent a message to his father.

"The senior management of Baiyun Martial Academy has been poisoned for several years, and no one knows about it yet. They need to be detoxified quickly."

Then immediately put away the communication jade.

His body flashed in the autumn rain and flew out of the city.

It seemed that they were less than a hundred feet away from leaving the city.

Fang Che couldn't help but look back, and saw that Baiyunzhou was shrouded in autumn rain and was gloomy.

A cold autumn rain.

After this autumn rain, the weather turned cold.

The whole city was bleak.

Fang Che shook his head, shaking off the inexplicable bitterness in his heart, and moved faster...

They were about to rush up the city wall and leave the city, but at this moment, a light suddenly flashed on the city wall.

A sword light shot up into the sky.

"who!"

A loud shout.

It turned out to be the sound of Singing in the Rain.

Fang Che was immediately taken aback.

Why is this idiot still on the city wall at this time?

In that case, let’s teach them a lesson and don’t let these guys think they are so geniuses every day!
The sword was drawn out of its sheath with a clang.

The Seven Blood Spirit Swords, attack with all their might!

Condescending.

At the same time, his body did not stop, flew over the top of the city, and rushed towards the vast land outside.

There was a sound.

The sword light is brilliant.

The light of Yu Zhongge's sword was almost scattered by his sword. He felt vaguely that his throat was threatened, and he twisted his sword desperately. When the swords collided, he could clearly see the opponent's bearded face.

A name flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but be shocked. He quickly turned around and chased after him, shouting, "Night Demon!"

A cold laugh came from the rain: "Hehe..."

The air was filled with murderous intent. It seemed as if the Night Demon was about to turn around and attack.

Two more figures rose from the city wall.

One was tall and slender, and the other was like an iron tower, like giants suddenly appearing in the rain.

It was Mo Ganyun and Xue Wanren.

"Night Demon?!"

The two followed Song in the Rain and chased after him quickly.

The Night Demon no longer turned around, his murderous aura subsided, and he flew away in a straight line.

The three men had been chasing a fugitive here. They had just killed the fugitive and before they had time to catch their breath, Song in the Rain spotted a figure flying high in the sky.

There are basically no good people who escape in the middle of the night in Baiyun Island, so Yu Zhongge soared into the sky to intercept them without thinking.

Who would have thought that this sword would actually catch a big fish!
Night Stalker!

The biggest threat to the Southeast Headquarters was actually encountered by these three people.

The three of them chased desperately.

But Fang Che used his full strength to move much faster than them. At first, a black line could be seen, but then it disappeared.

Watching the night demon disappear into the vast mountains and forests.

The three people in Yu Zhongge stopped helplessly, with serious expressions on their faces.

"Is it really the Night Demon?" Mo Ganyun asked.

"Absolutely!"

Song in the Rain looked very unhappy.

"How is it?" Xue Wanren asked.

"Very strong, I'm no match for him." Yu Zhongge's face became even uglier.

Mo Ganyun and others saw at the same time that a stream of blood was slowly oozing out from the side of Yu Zhongge's neck and throat.

It was then washed away by the rain, but blood continued to flow out.

"Your neck!"

Mo Ganyun's eyes widened with terror, and he rushed over to check the wound: "Are you okay?"

"Just one move..."

There was still some fear in Yu Zhongge's eyes: "I almost died in his hands!"

Xue Wanren and Mo Ganyun hurriedly checked Yu Zhongge's wound and saw that the sword mark was very deep, but just slightly off-center; if it had hit the throat, Yu Zhongge would probably be dead by now.

I couldn't help but feel shocked.

one move? !

(End of this chapter)