Lord of the night.

Chapter 628 Fang Che and Yan Beihan [Additional chapters 43 and 44 for the Silver Alliance Leader’s cousin]

It’s cold and stuffy in Yanbei.

But soon he was no longer depressed and even smiled with a smile on his face.

Humph, this idiot doesn't know that I have seen through him. He still thinks that his disguise in front of me is perfect...

This is very happy. There is a kind of pleasure of "playing the fool".

Fang Che! Mr. Fang! Captain Fang!
How could you know that I, Yan Beihan, have seen through you long ago? It's so fun to watch you pretend and make excuses in front of me every time.

I've already seen through your cards and I'm just playing along with you.

"goose……"

Yan Beihan secretly laughed in the air, making strange sounds.

Then he waited quietly for Fang Che's reply.

Yan Beihan sent me protective clothing and cultivation resources?

Fang Che's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is what I urgently need.

Fang Che originally had several protective robes, but the one given by Chen Yin was cut into pieces by Tian Wang Xiao. And the two pieces taken from the Southeast Headquarters of the Guardians had also been destroyed by Jie Sha Xingjun.

Although I still have one piece on me now, its quality is far inferior to the three damaged ones.

Fang Che, who had experienced two life-and-death crises, became more and more aware of the importance of protective clothing.

This is not to be missed.

I did some calculations.

"I am about 15,000 miles deep..."

In fact, he is already more than 20,000 miles away, but Yan Beihan cannot know about this canyon with the earth veins and spiritual veins.

I can't do anything, but a noble like Yan Beihan must have some means that I can't understand. So it doesn't mean that Yan Beihan has no way out.

If Yan Beihan took all these Nine Dragons Earth Vein Fruits away...

That would be a disaster for the guardian.

So Fang Che still left a safe distance of eight thousand miles.

Fifteen thousand miles in depth? In other words, from the entrance, the straight-line distance is fifteen thousand miles.

This guy can really run, and he is really afraid of death.

Yan Beihan rolled his eyes: "Wait over there!"

"okay!"

Yan Beihan soared into the sky and turned into a sword light.

The speed at this moment almost surpassed Yan Beihan's own maximum speed, and there was a feeling of urgency in his heart.

There is a kind of longing, an inexplicably sweet feeling.

The clouds in the sky blowing on your face seem like a gentle caress.

As fast as light.

Fang Che had also come out of the cave, concealing his breath, and silently reached high altitudes like a puff of green smoke, and then also exerted his extreme speed.

Speeding towards the agreed approximate distance!
It is also the ultimate speed.

Because Yan Beihan's cultivation is higher than his own, and his speed is faster than his own, he may arrive earlier. What if he exceeds the safe distance?
So Fang Che had to hurry and reach the designated location before Yan Beihan.

And he was sure of it.

My distance is half of Yan Beihan's. It is definitely possible.

Fang Che flew past the mountains and forests like a stream of light.

This is truly a two-way race.

If the sky were turned into a mirror, one could see two rays of light flying wildly in front of each other, and the distance between the two rays of light... was getting shorter and shorter.

But one of the rays is much faster than the other.

Fang Che had only traveled a distance of more than 7,000 miles when he saw a ray of sword light in the distant sky, flying at the speed of lightning and thunder.

"This girl's cultivation has improved again? So fast!"

Fang Che was shocked.

Because Yan Beihan's speed is almost twice as fast as his own.

Double the distance, she arrived when I reached her. What a profound cultivation level this must be.

But he has a good family background and abundant resources.

Fang Che felt a little jealous.

He quickly soared into the sky with the sword shining.

Tell Yan Beihan: I'm here, don't fly forward anymore.

The clouds in the sky...well, the streak of light in the sky suddenly stopped.

Then it rushed down like thunder and lightning.

Fang Che only felt that the hurricane was blowing his hair back violently, even his beard was shaking, and the flesh on his cheeks was trembling "rabbit-rabbit-rabbit".

Fortunately, my lips were tightly closed.

Otherwise, the hurricane brought by Yan Beihan's mad rush would make an 'oh oh oh' sound...

A whoosh.

Yan Beihan arrived in front of Fang Che.

The fierce hurricane caused wrinkles on Fang Che's eyebrows and eyelids.

Seeing Yan Beihan, he couldn't help but laugh.

She pressed Fang Che's shoulder with her jade hand and said, "Get down!"

call out!
The two landed on the ground.

A patch of soft grass, surrounded by colorful flowers, rustling trees, and on one side there are clusters of purple bamboo swaying in the wind.

Yan Beihan smiled with satisfaction and said, "Ye Mo, the environment of this place you found is really nice, with a poetic feel. It seems that you have a good aesthetic sense."

Fang Che was confused.

Aren't there such views everywhere in the world? How come... the environment is good?

Poetry? Where is it?

Besides, isn't this what you were looking for?

Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che's current appearance and frowned, "Ye Mo, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why do you always look so sloppy? Look at your hair and beard, can't you tidy them up?"

Fang Che scratched his head and smiled innocently: "I am ugly. Hehe, there is nothing I can do about my appearance. Even if I try, I won't be as handsome as others... So, I just let it go."

"Ha ha……"

Yan Beihan chuckled and said calmly, "It's true that she doesn't look very good."

Fang Che snorted in his heart.

But he heard Yan Beihan say calmly: "But remember the last time when we were raising Gu to become a god, I asked you what your true appearance was... Do you remember what you said?"

Fang Che's heart skipped a beat.

broken.

He hurriedly said, "I was ignorant at the time, reckless, and boastful."

Yan Beihan tilted his head: "Oh?"

"In fact, my usual appearance...is not as distinctive as it is now."

Fang Che put on a sincere expression and said, "It's the kind of face that you can't find in a crowd... and this is also the main reason why I can remain safe and sound despite being hunted by so many people."

Yan Beihan suddenly realized something: "Because no one would have thought that the world-famous Night Devil actually looks so ordinary, so you have escaped many pursuits?"

"Yep!"

Fang Che smiled innocently: "That's right, but... I can't bear the title of world-famous."

Yan Beihan smiled faintly.

Only now did I feel that the rage I had from rushing madly on the journey had calmed down.

Even she herself couldn't figure out why she was speeding up.

After meeting Fang Che, a feeling of regret arose.

I have to say that Fang Che's current appearance as a night demon is really not as pleasing to the eye as the original Fang Che...

Giving Fang Che a sidelong glance, Yan Beihan moved his feet and said, "Come and sit down."

Walk towards the flat stones over there.

Fang Che rushed over quickly and swept away all the dust on the stone with a servile wave of his sleeves. Then he took out two pieces of clean clothes from his space ring and put them on the stone.

"Master Yan, please take a seat."

Fang Che's original intention was to show Yan Beihan: I have a space ring.

So in the future when you give me something, don’t worry that I won’t be able to take it away. Just come in as many batches as possible.

But Yan Beihan didn’t think about this aspect at all. She only felt Ye Mo’s thoughtfulness.

I couldn't help but feel sweet in my heart.

He sat down slowly, feeling happy in his heart, but he said lightly: "It seems that Lord Ye Mo often goes out with girls. He is so skilled in pleasing girls."

Fang Che glared: "To please girls? When did I please girls?"

When I look at the clothes on the stone, could this be what it means?

Oh my god, I...this is what you call a bootlicker?
Scratching his head, he smiled and flattered, "Master Yan is a descendant of the royal family, with a fairy-like appearance, pure and innocent, extraordinary and untainted by the mundane world. It is a blessing for this big rock to be able to sit on this big rock, so how can I dirty Master Yan's clothes..."

Yan Beihan sat comfortably and said, "Well said. Which girl would not like to hear these words? It seems that Lord Ye Mo has a good way to deal with women."

Fang Che felt helpless.

Aren't you here to give me something? Why are you talking about my love history?

"Master Yan, you are joking. This is the first time for me... Over the years, I have been hunted down by the martial arts world and have been living in the open air. How can I have the chance to please a girl?"

Fang Che showed a weathered look on his face and said with a sigh.

Yan Beihan turned around with bright eyes and said, "Oh? You still don't have a few female confidantes? I thought you already had many wives and concubines."

Fang Che looked aggrieved: "I am still single... Which beautiful woman would be interested in me... I have already reported this to Lord Yan at the Sihai Bahuang Tower last time..."

I mean, didn't we talk about this topic last time? Why are you bringing it up again this time?

A hint of discomfort flashed across Yan Beihan's eyes: "Still single? Really?" "Really, it couldn't be more true."

Fang Che said seriously, "I swear, I have never told a lie since I met Master Yan."

"puff……"

Yan Beihan couldn't help laughing: "Hahahaha..."

But he stopped smiling and his face turned cold, and he said calmly: "Yes, I haven't told a single lie, Night Demon, you are a talent."

"hey-hey."

Yan Beihan suddenly felt a surge of evil fire rising in his heart.

He patted the stone beside him and said, "You sit down too!"

"I dare not. I will just stand there."

"Sit down if I ask you to!"

Yan Beihan got angry and his eyebrows raised.

I thought to myself, you sleep on the same bed with your wife every day, and sit on the same rock with me, and you're still making excuses! ?
The more he thought about it, the more upset he felt, and the colder his face became.

Fang Che had no idea why this young lady suddenly lost her temper again. He sighed in his heart, women are indeed unreasonable animals.

They were clearly having a good chat, but then they started to quarrel.

It’s just...

Not to be offended.

He had no choice but to stagger and sit down carefully; half of his butt lightly touched the stone, and he deliberately stiffened his body, standing a long distance away from Yan Beihan, with a look of trepidation.

I am a small devil from a subordinate sect. When I meet such a noble, I should be humble and uneasy.

There's nothing wrong with doing this.

Yan Beihan saw that he was afraid of getting too close to him, and the expression on his face became even more keep-away.

The voice became colder and colder: "What is your current level of cultivation?"

"Monarch level... Sixth rank? Almost breaking through."

Fang Che only felt a faint fragrance coming from his nose. He couldn't help but have some thoughts flying. Hey, now, now... I can't stand the smell of women...

I don’t know what Ye Meng is doing at home now... Fang Che couldn’t help but... so he squeezed his legs together hard and moved his body further away from Yan Beihan.

But Yan Beihan was in the upper wind, and the wind was coming from Yan Beihan's direction, and bursts of faint fragrance kept pouring into his nose, making it impossible not to smell it.

A wisp of hair fluttered, and in the corner of his eye, it looked like willow branches dancing in the air.

This reminded him of the time when Ye Meng was on his body and her hair was floating on his face...

Damn! I can’t think about this anymore!
"Your cultivation is not low."

Yan Beihan said indifferently, watching from the corner of his eye that Fang Che was actually hunched over; then a kind of aura of calming mind actually rose from his body.

I couldn't help but feel angry and amused: This bastard actually used the Bingche Lingtai!

I couldn't help but feel a little better.

It seems that this guy is not a Lu Hanzi who doesn't feel anything...

Of course, Yan Beihan didn’t know that Fang Che was thinking about Ye Meng at the moment, and…if she knew, Miss Yan would probably go berserk on the spot and draw her sword and slash around.

"Not bad." Fang Che struggled to suppress his mood with Bingche Lingtai, and felt that the tense situation had quietly turned into a dead snake.

So he was relieved and said with a calm smile: "Thanks to the resources given by Lord Yan last time, they are really rare treasures. As for the spiritual wine, I didn't waste a single drop and drank it all myself."

"Did you really drink it all by yourself?" Yan Beihan turned his head.

The moment she turned her head, a strand of hair flew directly onto Fang Che's face.

Sweep it softly.

It’s broken. It’s broken…

Fang Che continued to operate the Bingche Lingtai, his face sincere: "Yes. Lord Yan also knows that I am alone and can't find anyone to drink with. Besides, how can I bear to drink this kind of good wine with others?"

In fact, I drank all the wine with Ye Meng...but I can't think about it anymore.

The feeling of explosions again and again...

It's so uncomfortable.

Yan Beihan felt uncomfortable again, but also happy. He didn't understand why he was so emotional.

He sighed softly and said, "I have taken down the Cold Sword Mountain Gate. You guessed it right. The people inside this secluded mountain gate are really not united, and the struggle for power and profit inside is no less intense than outside. Moreover, there are many factions, all kinds of despicable and shameless, all kinds of opportunism, all kinds of cowardice, all kinds of rebellion and cunning..."

When talking about business, Fang Che calmed down: "The people of the Sewai Mountain Sect are also human beings. Moreover, the biggest disadvantage of the Sewai Mountain Sect is that they have not come out for so many years, and so many people have been hiding in one mountain gate. They have almost no chance to fight with outsiders, so what should they do? They can only fight against their own people! All kinds of competition and struggle among the same sects..."

"Each of them is just a small fry, so once an outside force intervenes, the so-called powerful sect will simply fall apart."

"When the external force is strong enough to crush their entire sect, they will instantly split up. Some will leave, while others will stay with the help of external forces. This is a rule, and no sect can escape it."

Fang Che said: "However, to achieve such conditions, it also requires Lord Yan's effective command. After all, if the plan is not good, it will backfire and make the other side unite to fight together, then we will fail."

Yan Beihan listened carefully and felt that every word of these words was precious.

Turning my head to look at Fang Che's profile as he was speaking, I felt that this ugly face was full of charm at this moment.

Because what Night Demon said are the real golden rules, right down to the core contradiction.

As long as it is used well, it can indeed be defeated in one blow.

“But I still feel a little uncomfortable.”

Yan Beihan sighed softly, and in this world of only the two of them, he finally expressed his real concerns: "What makes me uncomfortable is... Gu Changhan and the others who left are all talented, and they are also true swordsmen with iron bones. But Ji Changyan and the others who stayed, although they have surrendered to our Weiwei Zhengjiao, I am still a little dissatisfied with their character."

"I always feel that, one by one, some of them are too spineless."

Yan Beihan frowned and said bluntly: "I look down on these people."

This is really my purpose.

Or else?

Fang Che muttered to himself, and then comforted him: "Master Yan's concerns are a bit too much."

Yan Beihan turned his head, his eyes bright: "What do you mean?"

"Since we are involved, we must absorb those who are willing to help us. We each take what we need, that's all."

Fang Che said calmly: "Master Yan, why don't you think about it, what if the same plan is implemented by a guardian? In that case, Gu Changhan and others will have the upper hand, and the ones who will be expelled will be Ji Changyan and others. At that time, do you think that Ji Changyan and others are the real swordsmen? Are they the real swordsmen?"

Yan Beihan was suddenly dumbfounded.

I have to say, what Night Demon said does make some sense.

From another perspective, Ji Changyan and others don't seem to be unacceptable?

But I still felt something was wrong.

"You are changing the concept."

Yan Beihan immediately figured it out and said angrily, "If the Guardian were to implement it, given the personalities of Ji Changyan and the others, I'm afraid that under such heavy pressure, not only would they not leave, but they would collectively join the Guardian."

Yan Beihan said: "Because that's their character, they admire the strong and are swayed."

"Yes."

Fang Che said calmly, "So, Lord Yan, what are you worried about? This result is natural; but we are the ones who are currently implementing the plan, which means that we have won over all the people who could have joined the Guardians. This is equivalent to fundamentally weakening the power of the Guardians and increasing our own foundation. Isn't this a good thing?"

"As for Gu Changhan and the others, no matter whether we or the guardians implement the plan, they are destined not to be our people. You can imagine this, right?"

"Now, although Gu Changhan and his men have left, through their internal fighting, Gu Changhan could have taken away tens of thousands of people, but now he has only taken away thousands of people. Whether in terms of manpower or combat power, this is a huge victory for us!"

Fang Che said, "Master Yan, why do you have to worry about such a trivial matter?"

It has to be said that what Fang Che said made absolute sense even to Yan Nan and Dongfang San San.

Because this is the truth!
From any perspective, it is the orthodox church that has gained the most advantage.

Yan Beihan was speechless.

Because she also felt that what Ye Mo said made sense, but she always felt that something was wrong.

And it was this wrongness that made her unhappy.

"What Lord Yan is worried about is that the people who come to us are spineless, have no integrity, have a mean character, and are of average character. So he feels that they are not as pleasing to the eye as the other party, that's all."

Fang Che said.

"Yes."

This was indeed Yan Beihan's biggest dissatisfaction, and Fang Che clearly pointed it out. He was immediately shocked and asked, "What can we do about this?"

Fang Che looked at Yan Beihan in surprise: "Master Yan, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Beihan: "??? What, what happened to me?"

Fang Che showed a speechless expression and said, "Master Yan, do you... think of yourself as a guardian? We are the only orthodox religion, what kind of character do we need? Why do we care about their character? Isn't it enough to have fighting power?"

Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che in amazement.

Suddenly, he wanted to kick Fang Che in the face and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't we, the orthodox church, need character?"

"But why do we need character in our egoism?"

Fang Che was equally puzzled: "Master Yan, you have made a mistake!"

Yan Beihan was furious: "Why don't we need character? Character is the foundation of life!"

"Lord Yan!"

Fang Che interrupted her and said earnestly: "Character is important, but people with good character...we can't get them!..."

This sentence was like a big stick, hitting Yan Beihan unconsciously.

For a moment, both eyes were a little straight.

We can't get people with good character.

These words rolled over Yan Beihan's head like thunder.

"If we want to win over someone with good character, then why don't we just go and win over Gu Changhan? Why didn't we even consider it? It's because we know it's impossible."

Fang Che continued, "So our target from the beginning was Ji Changyan and his gang. Now that we have won, it means we have won. Why should we care about their character? In the future, what we need is combat power, cannon fodder with strong combat power who can let them die in our place and cause damage to the guardians."

"So... for a group of people who are destined to be used to death by us in the future, why should we care about their character? If they turn against us in the battle, we will just kill them. If they die heroically, we will give them honor and rewards... How much is character worth in our Only Orthodox Church?"

Fang Che said.

Yan Beihan said dully: "But if that's the case, wouldn't we be..."

"No buts. Lord Yan is a superior, and superiors have to consider the overall situation. Superiors consider who can bring victory, not trivial personalities such as how many wives a person has found..."

Fang Che stabbed secretly.

Let you use women to stimulate me every day!
(End of this chapter)