Lord of the night.

Chapter 618: The Sorrow of the Cold Sword (Part 33) [Additional chapters 34 and for the Silver Alliance Leader’s cousin]

Yan Beihan's words made everyone on Gu Changhan's side look sad and angry.

Everyone felt like their heart was about to explode.

Gu Changhan took a deep breath and said, "Miss Yan's scheming and tactics are beyond my reach. If we admit defeat early, we can save the lives of more disciples. If we continue to fight, we will only die. This matter is already obvious, why does Miss Yan still have to pretend?"

Yan Beihan was silent for a moment, then said calmly: "Gu Lao, I thought you would wake up on the third day."

"It's a pity... This is my legacy! This is my home! I can't give it up easily! Just as Miss Yan said just now, our ancestral legacy, our ancestral tombs, our ancestral tablets, our ancestral heritage... Miss Yan has made this a bet, and we can't refuse. We can only fight to the death."

Gu Changhan was silent for a moment before he answered, "That's why you trapped me here, causing the seven hundred genius disciples who should have lived to be killed on the spot!"

Gu Changhan's voice was filled with deep sorrow and hatred.

He suddenly raised his head, looked across at the person, and said word by word: "Ji Changyan, you are the eternal sinner of Hanjian Mountain Sect! I, Gu Changhan, swear to heaven that for the rest of my life, I will cut you into pieces, a traitor who has tarnished the foundation of our ancestors!"

Across from them, the head of Hanjian Mountain Sect, Ji Changyan, said calmly, "Elder Gu, you are worrying too much. This head has already said that you could have left long ago. The ancestral tablets and ancestral heritage of Hanjian Mountain Sect are also our ancestors, so we will naturally take good care of them."

"The Cold Sword Mountain Gate still exists. It has not disappeared."

Ji Changyan said: "Elder Gu, you think too much!"

Gu Changhan was furious and said, "But a Hanjian Sect that serves the Weiwozheng Sect is no longer the Hanjian Sect that used to be so far away from the world! Ji Changyan, you deserve to die!"

"Elder Gu, you are too serious."

Ji Changyan said calmly, "Elder Gu, if you bring people to join the Guardian, aren't you working for the Guardian? If I scold you for bringing people to serve the Guardian like dogs, how will you handle it?"

"you!"

Gu Chang was so angry that he was speechless.

The disciples of the Cold Sword Sect on both sides cursed at the same time, one side cursing the other for being a dog of the Only Wo Zheng Sect, and the other side cursing the other side for being a dog of the Guardian.

Suddenly, there was a huge sound.

Both sides were so angry that their faces turned red and they looked at each other as if they were mortal enemies.

Yan Beihan didn't stop him either.

He just stood with his hands behind his back, watching the quarrel between the two sides with interest.

a long time.

Yan Beihan coughed lightly, stretched out his hand, pointed his slender jade fingers on both sides, and smiled at Gu Changhan: "Gu Lao, is this the Hanjian Mountain Gate you want to recapture?!"

She smiled and said, "Even if you, Gu Lao, recapture the Cold Sword Mountain Gate, is it still meaningful?"

As soon as the words were spoken, everything became quiet.

Gu Changhan felt as if his heart was stabbed by a sword. He suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart and felt ashamed.

"I'll take my leave now. We'll meet on the battlefield later!"

Gu Changhan said angrily with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Elder Gu, I am willing to accept the defeat."

Yan Beihan said calmly: "Since you have admitted defeat, there is still one last step."

She raised her fair chin slightly, and suddenly smiled, saying with a mocking look: "But if you, Elder Gu, can't bear it, then it's okay to leave now. I, Yan Beihan, will pretend that I have never made this bet!"

Gu Changhan's white hair rustled, his body swayed in the wind, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you are willing to accept the loss, you must honor the bet and hold on to the last moment! Come on!"

Yan Beihan laughed and said, "Next, it is your Hanjian Sect's family affairs. I am not in a position to interfere. Sect Master Ji!"

Ji Changyan laughed loudly and stood up with a proud look on his face.

He stood with his hands behind his back and said loudly:
"From now on! As the head of Hanjian Mountain Sect, I will expel Gu Changhan, Leng Lingyun, Meng Changfeng, Zhou Changhe and other 4,500 people from Hanjian Mountain Sect! Gu Changhan and others are no longer allowed to treat themselves as Hanjian Mountain Sect disciples!"

"From now on! Gu Changhan and his 4,500 people, along with their families, must leave the Cold Sword Mountain Gate and are not allowed to take anything away from the gate!"

"Including my Hanjian Mountain Sect uniforms, weapons... and everything else!"

This is the ultimate humiliation.

Gu Changhan and the others on the opposite side had grief and anger on their faces, their bodies were trembling, and their eyes were as if spitting fire.

"Fight!"

"Grandmaster! Let's fight!"

The disciples of Hanjian Mountain roared loudly in grief and anger.

But behind Yan Beihan, shadowy figures suddenly appeared, and one by one, the big demons of the Only Confucianism slowly appeared.

His eyes were cold, looking over here.

Just wait until this side can no longer endure the humiliation, and then start a massacre.

They have been waiting for this moment for a long time.

But Yan Beihan did not give any order.

Since it was a bet, we had to stick to it. As long as Gu Changhan could endure the humiliation and refused to fight to the death, Yan Beihan would stick to his promise and not make a move!
Amidst the deafening shouts.

Gu Changhan’s white hair was shaky and his lips were trembling.

Blood dripped from the corner of his lips.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Gu Changhan slowly raised his right hand, waved to the disciples around him, and said sadly: "Don't talk about death so easily, you must... preserve a ray of incense for us."

"I'm willing to admit defeat!"

Gu Changhan let out a long sigh, floated out, came to the center of the square, turned around, and knelt down facing the mountain gate.

The people behind him came out one by one silently, came behind Gu Changhan, and knelt down in unison.

Gu Changhan, with a sad face, bowed heavily towards the mountain gate!

Two lines of tears finally burst out of my eyes.

"Grandmaster... I am an unworthy disciple and have failed to protect the foundation!"

Under his leadership, all the disciples knelt three times and kowtowed nine times.

When they stood up, some people had already collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly.

On the other side, Ji Changyan said calmly: "Gu Changhan, we used to say that we should keep a useful body for future generations. What did you say? How did you mock us? Why, now it's your turn, you also want to keep a useful body for future generations?"

Ji Changyan was not satisfied with this result.

What he wanted to see most was that people like Gu Changhan died in front of him.

But Yan Beihan directly disagreed.

In that case, the Hanjian Mountain Sect would completely become the only orthodox sect, but if one wanted to conquer other sects, the difficulty would increase more than ten times.

Killing has never been Yan Beihan’s goal!

Gu Changhan ignored Ji Changyan's ridicule.

As if I didn't hear it.

He doesn't want to say a word to this kind of person now!

"Unsword!"

Gu Changhan let go of his hand with difficulty, his five fingers seemed to be stiff, and he threw his magic weapon to the ground with a bang.

The long sword made a miserable sound and fell to the ground. Its cold light dimmed and it seemed to be trembling in sorrow.

dang dang...

Thousands of swords fell to the ground.

Everyone had tears in their eyes as they looked at their own swords on the ground, their hearts broken.

Ji Changyan said calmly: "Gu Changhan, you grew up in Hanjian Mountain Gate. What on you is yours? Clothes, hairpins, belongings... including underwear, are they yours?"

A ferocious look suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and shouted, "Take it off!"

Over here, tens of thousands of Cold Sword Mountain Sect disciples shouted in unison, "Take it off!"

Yan Beihan glanced at Ji Changyan lightly.

Beside them, Bi Yunyan and Feng Xue both showed dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Killing Gu Changhan and others was nothing to them. However, Ji Changyan and others were once fellow disciples with these people, and now they are forcing and humiliating their former fellow disciples and elders to death!

But it is truly disgusting.

This is the ultimate humiliation, and has completely reached the limit of human endurance!

The disciples of Hanjian Mountain Sect in the field could no longer bear it any longer. They were about to die in battle with a roar.

but.

Gu Changhan shouted, "Stop!"

He turned around, his thin figure swaying in the wind, but his eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

"I'm willing to accept the loss! Since you lost, you have to bear it! The humiliation at this moment is the motivation for the future! If we all die here, it will be in vain to let them feel at ease from now on!"

He looked at them one by one with a razor-sharp gaze and shouted, "Take it off!"

Gu Changhan endured it.

He wanted to die on the spot more than anyone else. But, no!

If he really died in the battle, Hanjian Mountain Sect would be gone forever.

Gu Changhan knew very well that the Only I Orthodox Church would never treat well those people from the Cold Sword Sect who surrendered. Perhaps they would be proud for a while, but sooner or later they would be used as cannon fodder by the Only I Orthodox Church and sent to the battlefield.

Sooner or later, all will die.

Therefore, if all of them died here today, Hanjian Mountain Sect would really be gone.

If Hanjian Mountain Sect surrenders to the guardian, no matter how brutal the battle becomes, Dongfang Sansan will definitely preserve the incense tradition for Hanjian Mountain Sect.

But Yan Nan doesn't know how to do that.

Looking back at the battles on the continent over the years, no sect on the guardian's side has ever been completely extinct, no matter how fierce the battles were!
Dongfang Sansan has been nurturing the seedlings of these sects that once made contributions to the mainland.

However, there were many sects that were completely destroyed in the Weiwo Zhengjiao. In some cases, even the elderly, the weak, women and children were killed.

It is precisely because of Dongfang Sansan’s consistent behavior that Gu Changhan has to endure this extreme humiliation!

Because he firmly believed that as long as there were still people alive on his side, Hanjian Mountain Gate would still be ours!
Under Gu Changhan's order, more than 4,000 disciples of Hanjian Mountain began to take off their clothes at the same time!
"Wait a minute!"

Yan Beihan said indifferently.

Although she already had a plan in mind, she didn't expect that Gu Changhan could actually endure it.

For Yan Beihan, as the eldest princess of the Only Orthodox Church, her position made her clearly realize that if Gu Changhan and others could not bear to humiliate her, she would have to come out to mediate.

Let them leave with their clothes on.

This is how to maximize value.

But she also did not stop Ji Changyan from humiliating Gu Changhan, because... the deeper their hatred, the better.

But now that Gu Changhan has endured it, the established plan needs to be adjusted.

Yan Beihan waved his hand and said, "Bring the robe over and send it up."

Soon, more than 4,000 sets of ordinary robes without any markings were placed in front of Gu Changhan and others.

Yan Beihan said calmly: "Although I am no longer a member of the Cold Sword Sect, I am still a member of the martial arts world after all. Elder Gu, we will meet again in the future."

She waved her hand.

The two masters of the Somali Orthodox Church rushed towards each other in an instant.

A rumbling black smoke suddenly formed a wall of smoke in the square. It was pitch dark, separating Gu Changhan and Ji Changyan.

Yan Beihan's voice floated over softly: "Gu Lao, after changing your clothes, please leave on your own."

On the smoke side, Gu Changhan was silent for a moment, then said self-deprecatingly, "Ms. Yan is indeed well prepared. I never thought that we would receive a favor from her in the end. Thank you very much!"

His voice was as clear as stone coming out of the smoke: "I, Gu Changhan, will remember Miss Yan's favor today. If there is a chance in the future, I will let Miss Yan live once."

Yan Beihan said calmly: "The ancient saying is very important. Although I am willing to admit defeat, there are mostly women here, and I don't want to see a man naked. There is no need for favors."

Gu Changhan did not reply.

After a while.

Gu Changhan's voice came: "Ji Changyan, from now on, we will be enemies, and we will fight to the death in this life!" Ji Changyan said indifferently: "Next time, you must remember today's defeat. Elder Gu, next time, you won't be as lucky as this time."

On Ji Changyan's side, someone said anxiously: "Master, the smoke is blocking the way, they might take the opportunity to take away the magic weapon."

Ji Changyan said: "Gu Changhan is not such a shameless person... Even if he is taken away, it's nothing."

Beside Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan showed a look of complete contempt on her face.

Ji Changyan's first words of recognition for Gu Changhan were still sensible, but his following words, though seemingly magnanimous, were in fact extremely petty!

At this time, you still care about that magic weapon?
Just ridiculous.

The smoke slowly dissipated.

Finally I can see it.

In full view.

There were 4,500 sets of clothes, neatly arranged, and on each set of clothes, there was a long sword with a scabbard placed flatly.

Arrange quietly.

It was like there were four thousand five hundred swordsmen, lined up with swords in hand.

Everyone watched silently.

There was a sharp hawk-like gaze in Ji Changyan's eyes.

And a sense of relief!
From now on, I am finally the one in charge of the Cold Sword Sect! I no longer have to rely on a great elder to suppress me!

I am scolded like a child every day! Am I shameless as the head of the sect?
Looking at Ji Changyan's expression, Yan Beihan's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said lightly: "Master Ji, what are you waiting for? This is the treasure of your Hanjian Mountain Sect."

Ji Changyan laughed: "Thank you, Miss Yan!"

Then he waved his hand: "Go!"

Immediately, the disciples of Hanjian Mountain Sect rushed out frantically, rushing towards the 4,500 piles of clothes.

In an instant, everything became a mess.

Yan Beihan, Bi Yunyan and Feng Xue looked at each other and smiled.

Bi Yunyan transmitted the message: "This Hanjian Mountain Sect... has no one to use, and no talent to cultivate."

Yan Beihan nodded slowly and calmly.

Feng Xue transmitted the message: "But after all, the Cold Sword Mountain Gate was taken down intact. This is much better than the expected situation where only two or three kittens are left after the fight."

"It's a pity that a large number of talents were given to the Eastern Military Advisor. I'm afraid these people will be of great use under the Eastern Military Advisor."

Yan Beihan sighed softly.

Bi Yunyan said: "This was the original plan. If we don't let this group of people go, it will be a big obstacle for the next step of attacking other mountain gates. If the reputation of killing them all spreads, it will be difficult to move forward. And there are still many people left here, more than 20,000, and the strength is far greater than ours."

Feng Xue said: "Actually, I still admire Gu Changhan and his gang on the opposite side."

Yan Beihan said calmly: "What I want is victory, not being a hero. Feng Xue, your mentality of heroes respecting other heroes is inappropriate."

"I know." Feng Xue sighed.

"What's next?"

Bi Yunyan asked.

"Plant the Five Spirit Gu!"

Yan Beihan said calmly: "Eliminate all possibilities of betrayal. Except for those who have already taken it, don't let any of the others go."

She glanced at the people at the Cold Sword Mountain Gate below and said calmly, "The military advisor's plan was indeed well-planned and successful."

Bi Yunyan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Military Advisor? Who is it?"

Yan Beihan did not answer.

He smiled faintly.

Ji Changyan walked up to Yan Beihan respectfully and said, "Miss Yan, now that everything has settled, how about you go to the Sect Master's Hall to rest?"

Yan Beihan said calmly, "No need. You select a dozen top masters to accompany us. Then the three candidates for the leader-level Gu-raising God-making plan that I promised you should also be prepared."

"Master Ji."

Yan Beihan smiled warmly, with an expression of respect: "I am still young and inexperienced, especially in terms of the secular sects. I will need Master Ji's help and guidance in the future. For the great cause of unifying the martial arts world, I hope that Master Ji can be listed first on the list of heroes!"

Ji Changyan's face flushed red, and he bowed to the ground: "Ji is willing to die for you! I will never let you down!"

In the distance, dust rises.

After the mist was dispersed by the sword energy and smoke of the battle, it slowly gathered again.

At the Hanjian Mountain Gate, the outcome has been decided!

……

Gu Changhan and his men walked out of the valley like zombies.

In front.

A figure in white, like a divine sword that pierced the sky and the earth, stood there shining brightly.

Shock the world.

It was the Ningxue Sword, Rui Qianshan.

Seeing Gu Changhan and the others walking out in ordinary clothes with bare hands, looking like they had lost their parents, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Old Gu, you?"

"Brother Rui... Gu... I feel ashamed to receive your trust and have no face to see you..."

Gu Changhan's lips were trembling.

Finally, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

Rui Qianshan held him.

Recalling what Dongfang Sansan said, he said loudly: "What does a temporary victory or defeat matter? From now on, as a guardian, you will fight for the world, so why worry about not being able to bring honor to your family? Don't worry, we will help you take back the Cold Sword Mountain Gate in the future! The Cold Sword Mountain Gate is still the Cold Sword Mountain Gate. At this moment, we are just eliminating the dross and retaining the essence! There is no need to feel sad about losing a bunch of trash!"

"Everyone, I'm taking you back to the Guardian headquarters! There's a grand welcome ceremony over there!"

Having said that, Dongfang Sansan has finished what he wanted to say.

Rui Qianshan tried his best to control himself and didn't say what he wanted to say, such as "I didn't expect to actually lose"...

Rui Qianshan held Gu Changhan in his arms and led everyone from Hanjian Mountain Sect on their way.

But just these words have moved everyone in Hanjian Mountain Gate.

I just felt a surge of blood rushing up in my heart.

Everyone followed Rui Qianshan and ran wildly in silence, but everyone felt that a seed called "hope" in their hearts was quickly taking root and sprouting!

Yes, the guardian is famous all over the world, so how can he be weaker than the Hanjian Mountain Sect?
From now on, we will practice our true ideals and aspirations.

Fight for the world!

Sooner or later, Hanjian Mountain Gate will be ours!
……

Five days have passed.

Fang Che, Feng Xiangdong and others gathered in the inspection hall.

Dong Yunyu murmured in complaint: "All of them slept in Prince Fang's mansion at night, and gathered in the inspection hall in the morning... It's really a waste of time to take off your pants and fart."

Fang Che turned his head and looked at Dong Yunyu coldly.

His eyes were electric.

Dong Yunyu held on for a while, but then he felt panic in his heart, raised his hand and said, "I was wrong."

Fang Che snorted and shook his hands.

Take out a penalty notice, which lists all kinds of unqualified, contemptuous, and incompetent, but the name is left blank.

He said calmly: "Seven brothers, how about this piece of paper?"

The seven of them looked pale at the same time.

Too bad!
If something like this were sent to the family as an official document, I would probably be able to erect a tombstone in the family from now on.

Monument of shame!

Fang Che placed the paper in front of Dong Yunyu and said, "Old Four, take a good look at this blank space. Write the three words Dong Yunyu on it. It's just right."

Dong Yunyu's face turned pale. "Boss, no matter how thick-skinned I am, I can't stand this piece of paper! Take it back, take it back... I tremble when I see this piece of paper now."

Fang Che patted Dong Yunyu on the shoulder, held up the paper in front of him, and said, "When you go back to your continent... you can act as naughty as you want."

"Don't dare, don't dare..."

Dong Yunyu tilted his head to avoid the paper and begged, "Boss Fang... please let me go... I have a foul mouth, just treat me as a fart... Once your buttocks loosen, just let me go..."

Fang Che snorted, his eyes sliding across the faces of his brothers: "Are you all ready?"

"Ready!"

Fang Che waved his hand and said decisively: "Let's go!"

call out!
Dong Yunyu was the first to jump out.

"Take care, boss! Take care, brothers!"

Mo Ganyun and others bowed.

In the back office, Ye Meng stood at the door: "Take care of yourselves! ... Don't forget to seize the spoils!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The brothers flew away like lightning.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Che was the only one left.

"I'm leaving too."

Ye Meng stepped forward and straightened his clothes, collar, and belt; she took a few steps back with deep love in her eyes.

He said softly, "Come back safely soon."

"rest assured."

At the door of the back office.

Zhao Ying'er was standing at the door in fluttering white clothes, like an ice lotus on a snowy mountain, looking at Fang Che with a leisurely gaze.

Fang Che turned around and looked.

Zhao Ying'er looked at him bravely and said softly, "Be safe, take care, Sister Ye Meng and I will wait for you to come back!"

Fang Che nodded.

It rose from the ground with a whoosh, turned into a black light in the air, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Ye Meng and Zhao Ying'er looked up at each other.

The smile on his face turned into worry, and as soon as he left, he began to look forward to meeting again.

"Don't worry, sister. Baiwuzhou is not a big deal for Mr. Fang. I'm afraid he will be back soon."

Zhao Ying'er said softly.

Ye Meng nodded slightly.

But I was smiling bitterly in my heart.

Ignorance is bliss.

Although he didn't know the specific situation, Fang Che's trip was definitely not just for Baiwuzhou.

The leader-level plan to raise Gu to become a god...Ye Meng's eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

“Peace be upon you.”

Fang Che was already running in the mountains and forests outside Donghu Island.

It shines like a shooting star all the way.

He let go of full speed.

Because the Yinshen Palace has sent a message: "There are still ten days left before the plan of raising Gu to become a god! You'd better hurry up!"

(End of this chapter)