Lord of the night.

Chapter 699 A wave of fat [Additional chapters 53 54 for the golden leader wise Haichen]

Fang Che looked at this gentleman sword in silence.

He now understood clearly that he had no chance to speak in front of the Gentleman's Sword, which was as powerful as a river.

"I'll go back and find a way to heal my wounds and poison first... what a jerk... then I'll go beat up that bastard Dong Yunyu... idiot! You're so fucking useless... I'll pay you back for saving my life later... Damn it, I owe you a favor for saving my life again, I'm such a jerk..."

Lord Gentleman Sword staggered over and pulled out his sword from the tree, cursing as he was about to leave.

"Take this bottle!"

Fang Che threw over the bottle of Starry Sky Spirit Liquid that had bubbles blown through it by the Gentleman Sword.

"This is so generous... Throwing away such good things is like throwing away feces... Oh my god, this guy is so injured... It hurts so much..."

This gentleman sword finally disappeared.

His injuries were still serious, but he was too embarrassed to ask Fang Che to escort him again.

After all, not having to worry about his life was enough for his cultivation. And he also carried a lot of elixirs with him...

Even after the figure of this gentleman sword had disappeared in the blizzard for a long time, Fang Che's ears were still echoing with his unbearable and endless obscene words.

It didn't disappear for half a day.

"Fuck... this mouth is really impressive!"

After a long time, Fang Che blurted out a swear word.

Then he slapped himself hard on the face and said, "Fuck, I can't learn that! I'm a real gentleman..."

In order not to talk too much with this gentleman sword, he didn't even ask how the other party suffered such a serious injury.

If asked, Fang Che estimated that this guy would talk nonstop for more than half an hour, which would be really unbearable.

Wang Zijing obviously had no intention of saying anything. He probably... the reason for his injury was not very glorious. After all, he was torn apart by a monster, and the whole process must be hard to describe in words.

Thinking of the monster teeth that were dug out from this guy, Fang Che felt itchy and cold all over.

It is really hard to imagine how he could be so injured. And since those monsters had torn him to such an extent, how did he escape?

He didn't understand why those monsters hated him so much, and would rather break their teeth in his body than bite him hard. Could it be that the monsters could understand his curse words? This was really strange...

"What a strange man..."

Fang Che took a breath, shut his mouth, and held back the curse words that were about to burst out. He walked around the battlefield and collected the swords and personal belongings of the six masters of the Wang family.

Sure enough, there are a lot of good things.

He put them into his space ring without much inventory.

Then he slapped Wang Weixue on the mouth.

Wang Weixue was beaten awake.

"Spare my life..."

The first words Wang Weixue said when he woke up were to beg for mercy.

"I am the only one who is orthodox in the Wang family?"

Fang Che asked.

"Yes, yes. I am Wang Weixue, the direct descendant of the Wang family..."

Wang Weixue is very smart and knows that his greatest amulet now is the four words "direct bloodline".

After all, Wang Weixue also heard what Jun Zijian said, "Don't kill him, he has a fucking treasure on him..."

"It is indeed the Wang family."

Fang Che snorted: "How many Wang families are there in our orthodox religion?"

"Just one...but there are many branch families."

The king is the snow road.

"Haha... then you didn't find the wrong person."

Fang Che's murderous intent suddenly surged.

Then he slapped Wang Weixue on the face: "Where is the treasure formation? Take me there!"

"I can take you there...but can you promise to spare my life?"

Wang Weixue knew this was the last chance to negotiate terms.

Speak regardless of life or death.

"That depends on what's inside."

Fang Che's face was grim: "If I am satisfied, I will spare your life. It is not a big deal for me. Anyway, an ant like you poses no threat to me."

"Thank you... thank you..."

Wang Weixue was very happy.

He immediately regained some of his vitality, quickly used his hands and feet to get up from the ground, and actively led the way, nodding and bowing with a flattering look on his face: "Hero, please follow me, I know the place, it's nearby."

"We, the Wang family, have been planting for you for so many years. This is fate..."

"Your luck is so good, your future will surely be bright and you will rise to the top..."

He kept flattering her all the way.

Fang Che followed with a sullen look on his face.

Finally, Wang Weixue lifted up a pile of snow and found a valley.

Then he turned around and said with hope: "Sir, can you please spare my life?"

Fang Che had a deadpan expression on his face: "You can also choose not to believe me."

"I believe it! I absolutely believe it!"

Wang Weixue chuckled and said flatteringly: "The hero's words are as good as gold, and trust is important. How can I not believe it? We who believe in self-righteousness may not pay attention to promises, but people like the hero are definitely..."

"Hurry up! It's not too late to flatter us after we find the treasure!"

"Yes Yes."

Wang Weixue agreed repeatedly.

He then took out a piece of jade from his arms, and while practicing his internal energy, a faint white light emanated from the jade. Then, under the snow in the entire valley, due to the pulling force, a faint white light also emanated from the snow.

Fang Che waved his sleeves, and a large piece of snow was lifted up, revealing the surface of the rock.

"The hero's cultivation is truly unprecedented..."

Wang Weixue flattered him.

He searched hurriedly and finally found a key point of the formation. Then he turned around and said flatteringly, "Sir, I am going to draw my sword and let the blood flow."

He was afraid that once he drew his sword, the other party would misunderstand that he was planning a sneak attack and stab him with the sword, which would be a very unfair death.

Fang Che nodded calmly.

Wang Weixue pulled out a dagger, closed his eyes, and cut his arm.

Facial muscle twitching.

Suddenly, blood began to drip onto the center of the formation. However, after a while, the wound stopped bleeding.

After all, I couldn't bear to do anything ruthless.

"I will..."

Wang Weixue said in fear.

"I come!"

Fang Che grabbed the knife from Wang Weixue's hand, chopped it on Wang Weixue's arm, and then slashed it downwards with force!
With a hiss, a huge bloody wound appeared and blood spurted out freely.

"Ah ah ah..."

Wang Weixue screamed miserably, but Fang Che grabbed his hand and poured blood into the eye of the formation.

“Enough…enough…wuwu…it’s really enough…”

Wang Weixue cried.

It was indeed enough, the formation automatically floated up and a portal appeared.

Fang Che put his hands on Wang Weixue's neck, and the two of them walked into the door together.

Until now he is still on guard: What if Wang Weixue uses the formation and can't be found after entering, and instead locks himself outside?
Therefore, he will not relax at all.

Not only did he hold Wang Weixue's neck with his hands, but he also injected the power of the Infinite Sutra into his body, completely controlling the Five Spirit Gu in Wang Weixue's body.

The Five Spirit Gu in Wang Weixue's body was suppressed until he fell into coma.

That's why I feel relieved.

There was indeed a huge valley in the formation. Because of the protection of the formation, heavy snow did not fall in. It was almost the same as the valley where Che obtained the blood dragon ginseng before.

They are all huge rhombuses.

But this is much more than what Yan Nan gave me last time!
Hundreds of blood dragon ginsengs stood red in the valley.

Quietly.

Fang Che waved his hand, and the five tiger generals came out of the cage at the same time!
When they saw so many blood dragon ginsengs, the five little guys shouted excitedly and pounced on them!
The ecstasy reached its peak.

In the spiritual consciousness, the feedback from the little ones was all satisfaction and gratitude.

Fang Che couldn't help but reveal a smile on his stern face.

"Hero..."

Wang Weixue bandaged his arm and pleaded with a trembling and pale face.

"rest assured."

Fang Che said calmly: "I will ask you a few questions later, and you will be fine if you answer them."

"Good, good."

Wang Weixue was extremely surprised: "I will tell you everything I know."

"Ah."

Fang Che stood with his hands behind his back, watching the elves devour.

The little guys have an amazing appetite, but there are too many blood dragon ginsengs in it after all.

They were so full that they were burping and flying around in the air, but they couldn't eat any more as there were still nearly three hundred plants left.

Fang Che asked Wang Weixue: "Where's the bucket!?"

"bucket……"

Wang Weixue trembled and wanted to deny it: "No..."

brush!
Fang Che chopped off his shoulder with one knife and said calmly: "Without the bucket, you Wang family will use your paralyzed body to put it back? Are you trying to play tricks on me? Can you beat me?"

Wang Weixue screamed in pain and his whole body trembled violently.

But Fang Che grabbed his other shoulder and he couldn't move at all.

"Here... here I am..."

Wang Weixue begged: "Stop the bleeding first... I... I'm dying... Bleeding can kill me..."

"Take it out and stop the bleeding for you!"

Fang Che looked coldly at the blood gushing out of Wang Weixue's shoulder like a fountain, and inexplicably felt that it was a waste.

Then I remembered the six people who died before, and I didn’t kill them with swords... It was such a waste, and I felt a little sad.

Although I couldn't use the sword at that time, because those people would recognize the sword technique, and the sword was not powerful enough to kill them...

But... I just feel so heartbroken.

There is so much blood! This is the formation base of my Night Demon Cult!

Wang Weixue trembled, practiced his internal energy, and then spit out a space ring from his mouth.

"This is the bloodline ring of our royal family..."

Wang Weixue trembled and said, "Without the blood of the Wang family... you can't use this ring... This is the heirloom of the Wang family... I have to hand it over when I go back..."

"Get the bucket."

Fang Che said indifferently.

"Yes Yes……"

Wang Weixue released piles of barrels from the space ring.

Fang Che discovered that these barrels were actually made of Lingyu! This Wang family is simply extravagant to the extreme!
"Bandage the wound and get to work!"

Fang Che kicked Wang Weixue.

Then he sat aside and watched Wang Weixue work diligently, filling bucket after bucket with a serious and positive attitude.

Fang Che watched and learned the collecting techniques.

It really made sense for me to ask Wang Weixue to collect the blood dragon ginseng liquid. If I collected it myself, I'm afraid it would really be a waste...

But this time, it’s a wave of fat.

There are about 300 blood dragon ginseng plants, and each plant can produce about 200 kilograms of blood dragon ginseng liquid...

Oh my God!
Fang Che’s eyes widened!
Sixty thousand pounds?
This... I can increase the feeding amount in the future.

Sixty thousand kilograms of fresh blood dragon ginseng liquid should be able to elevate the divinity to a higher level, right?

Fang Che sincerely felt lucky: Fortunately, I have two space rings. And I just vacated a lot of space.

Otherwise, I really can't let it go.

But this Wang family's space ring is a bloodline ring, so I can't use it myself? This is a bit of a waste.

It's a pity. If it could be used, there would be three.

But it doesn’t matter. Let’s go out and find Jiu Ye and others to think of a way to see if we can wipe out the Wang family’s bloodline power!
The Wang family designed to kill my master Sun Yuan. I killed a few people in their family first, and then collected a space ring from them as interest. Is this not too much?

Seeing that Wang Weixue had collected hundreds of buckets.

The collection is coming to an end.

Fang Che collected the barrels into his space ring in batches, thinking in his heart that the Wang family's space ring seemed to be no smaller than the one given by Military Advisor Dongfang... Otherwise, it would not be able to hold so many barrels, right?

Thinking of this, he started to complain about Yannan again.

The capacity of the space ring awarded as a reward to the champion of raising Gu to become a god is less than one-third of the one given by Dongfang Sansan.

Such a big sect is actually so stingy, it really is... they don’t take me, the Night Demon, seriously at all!

Such contempt will lead to revenge in the future!
Having found a new reason to take revenge on the Solipsistic Church, Fang Che suddenly felt more at ease.

Finally, the blood dragon ginseng liquid was collected.

Wang Weixue bowed humbly and stood in front of Fang Che: "Hero... I have collected it."

"anything else?"

“It’s gone…it’s really gone.”

"Really gone?"

"It's really gone."

Wang Weixue said: "Master, there can't be anything else in this place where the blood dragon ginseng is planted, because anything will affect the quality of the blood dragon ginseng."

"I see."

Fang Che understood.

No wonder there was nothing in the valley last time.

As the blood dragon ginseng disappeared, the battle gradually disappeared. A blizzard began to fall.

Fang Che finally confirmed that there was no other trick.

He snatched the ring from Wang Weixue's hand, put it directly in his arms, and said lightly: "This thing is good."

"Hero..."

Wang Weixue burst into tears: "Without this thing, I will die if I go back..."

"fine."

Fang Che said: "I will ask you a few questions, and your troubles will disappear."

"Excuse me."

Fang Che put his hand on Wang Weixue's neck, activated the Infinite Sutra, checked Wang Weixue's Five Spirit Gu, and found that he was still unconscious, so he felt relieved.

After a moment of silence, he said calmly, "Back then, after the General-level Gu-raising God Plan, Ye Mo won the championship. At that time in Xin Chu... there was a man named Sun Yuan. Do you know this person?"

Wang Weixue was suddenly surprised.

This is already a distant memory...

But he remembered it clearly.

At the beginning, it was himself, Wang Weihan, and Wang Weibing who were the three of them. Wang Weibing set up the plan, invited Sun Yuan to a banquet, and inquired about the news of the Night Demon.

But why would the guardian in front of him ask this question?
"Hero, you...ask this..."

"Just answer it."

Fang Che locked onto his body with his hands, using his spiritual energy to monitor any breath. He could feel that when he mentioned the name Sun Yuan, Wang Weixue's heart beat violently a few times.

The blood was rushing, and there was something strange about it.

I couldn't help but see a cold light in my eyes.

"Yes... I know him... I drank with him before..."

Wang Weixue felt a chill in his heart, and said honestly: "At the beginning, I wanted to inquire about the news of the Night Demon. After all, the Night Demon is extremely cruel, and we in the Only Orthodox Church also want to get rid of him..."

I thought that the other party was a guardian and must want to kill the Night Demon as well.

No matter why you ask, it is always right to answer this way.

"and then?"

Fang Che asked with great interest.

"Then... then... then Li Mengyun... then..."

Wang Weixue told everything again.

He used his "contribution to the eradication of the Night Demon" in the hope of gaining leniency.

“I see…I see.”

Fang Che laughed out loud, “Hahahaha…it turns out to be like this!”

The laughter gradually became filled with murderous intent!
Then his appearance slowly transformed into that of a night demon as he laughed: “Hahaha, hahahaha… Master, today, I finally found the real murderer!”

"Today, I will stand up for you first!"

Wang Weixue was in a state of panic, his eyes rolled back, “You… you you you… you are the Night Devil? You are actually… the Night Devil!?”

"Is it a surprise?"

Fang Che gave a ferocious smile.

"How can you be a night demon!"

Wang Weixue collapsed!

I have never dared to use the Five Spirit Gu to send a message, but now I can no longer care about that.

He hurriedly called out to the Five Spirit Gu, but his face suddenly turned pale, as the Five Spirit Gu did not move at all!
I can't even send a message!

"You promised not to kill me! You promised not to kill me!"

Wang Weixue broke down and cried out loudly.

"First, I didn't promise not to kill you. Second, even if I did, it was the hero who promised, not the Night Demon!"

Fang Che swung his sword and chopped down fiercely at Wang Weixue's panicked face: "Revenge!"

"Master!"

Fang Che held up Wang Weixue's head and laughed in the wind and snow: "Did you see that? The culprit, I killed another one today!!"

"happy!"

"Happy!"

"I'll have to go to the Wang family sooner or later! Hahahaha...just wait!"

In the snow.

Fang Che laughed.

Amidst the laughter, the body slowly dissipated.

The Five Spirit Gu sent a message, and Mo Wang reported: "Master, we met someone from another sect."

This news made Fang Che extremely anxious.

Could it be that I have encountered Mu Feng's Destiny Cult? Is this my chance to avenge Teacher Shen?

Fang Che traveled through the snowstorm, killing people all around, and his speed was getting faster and faster.

While issuing orders urgently.

"Stop them! Don't let any of them go! I want to bleed them!"

"Follow the master's order!"

……

Mo Wang and others retreated along the same route, more than a thousand miles away, and then hid at the agreed place and waited.

All six of them felt a little uneasy.

The leader must have discovered something, but the combat skills over there are a little too high.

This is beyond the scope of our participation. I hope nothing goes wrong.

While lurking, I unexpectedly discovered that there seemed to be a figure flashing in the distance.

somebody is coming?

The six people became more and more secretive.

I saw a group of people in white clothes, about twenty of them, floating and sliding on the thick snow.

Mo Wang felt that the leader's cultivation level should be similar to his own, but in terms of overall strength, he had the advantage.

As the saying goes, we are all people who believe in our own orthodoxy, so who doesn't regard human life as worthless?
When Mo Wang and the other six discussed the matter, they immediately became murderous.

The sect is everyone's business, and the leader cannot be left alone to do it.

Even if our sword kills someone, it can still increase the religious foundation!
About to take action.

Long Yikong's eyes suddenly focused: "Lao Mo, this leader has a bucket of blood in his hand. He is also from our Weiwuzheng Sect... It seems that he has the same idea as us. He can't find anyone to kill, so he comes to kill monsters. Should we still take action?"

Mo Wang's eyes were cold: "Why don't you take action? Isn't their blood also blood? Do you think they don't want to shed our blood when they see us?"

"I mean, talk to the leader first."

"Of course."

Mo Wang transmitted his message: "I have already reported to the leader. He is on his way. And the leader's intention is the same as what we discussed! We cannot let any of them go, so we must try to delay them! Wait for the leader to come!"

"Hey hey hey..."

Everyone smiled knowingly.

Our Night Demon Cult Leader is indeed extremely daring. The six people all had a feeling: In this world, it seems that there is really no one that our Cult Leader dares not kill!

"Act according to plan."

……

The twenty or so men in white were obviously very cautious. They traveled in the wind and snow, setting up outposts, left and right wings, a central army and a rearguard.

The defenses were so tight that they actually formed the prototype of a small army.

It can be seen that this leader is extremely experienced in battle formations and combat defenses.

They moved forward cautiously, with the twenty or so people talking in low voices.

"This is so fucking weird... Along the way, let alone monsters, I haven't even seen a wolf, a fox, or a bear... Isn't this the outskirts of the Forest of All Spirits? Where are the monsters? Where are the wild beasts?"

"Can't they all hibernate?"

"It's really weird. The defenders are protecting and relocating like crazy... The area is vast and sparsely populated. We can't even find someone to kill. This heavy snow has really delayed things. If it were normal, we could just stand on a high place and watch the smoke from the cooking fires. But now... we can't see anything."

"That may not be the case. They must have been killed."

The leader was a burly man with alert eyes. "Everyone should remember the group of mummies we found in the snow before. If I'm not mistaken, there should be other sects of ours who are also thinking the same thing as us... They can't find anyone to kill, so they come to kill monsters."

"The leader is right, this should be the case."

The leader said calmly: "Although our Tianren Sect is a new sect, so are other sects, and our strength is already strong. It's just that we don't want to have a big conflict with the guardians, so we turned around and entered the Forest of All Spirits to kill the monsters."

"After all, we will have to stay hidden for a long time in the future. The current situation is... we just need to establish a sect. It is best to name it Tianren Sect. It is safest not to spread it out."

"As long as the sect is successfully established and we report to Young Master Feng Yun at the Southeast Headquarters, we can then hide and develop slowly... Don't rush for success. A foundation of hundreds or thousands of years cannot be built overnight."

"The leader is right."

"But did you notice the group of people who were killing monsters in front of us? They even killed ordinary wolves and small animals. What does this mean?"

“This shows that the strength is average.”

"Yes."

The leader's eyes revealed a fierce look: "Anyway, our sect has not yet taken shape, so what's the harm in killing them now? It will just give our sect foundation some high-level blood."

"The leader is right. Let's do it!"

"Search carefully. According to the mummies, they should not be very far away from us. Be careful to hide."

The leader took a deep breath, a cruel expression on his face: "Let's see who is so unlucky to run into our sword this time."

Several of his men around him all nodded with grim smiles.

The wind and snow are dark.

The twenty-five members of the Tianren Sect were looming in the snowstorm, trying their best to cover their tracks as they searched forward.

Mo Wang was still lying in the snow with his eyes closed, but his spiritual sense was firmly locked on them.

I saw these people were about to whiz past.

Mo Wang quickly transmitted the message.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Yang Jiuchen let out a long, strange laugh, which was like a loud thunder in the heavy snow.

Snowflakes shatter.

"Canglanglang..."

More than 20 people were startled at the same time, their swords were drawn, and they looked around alertly. The sound was so strange, it seemed like they heard a sheep bleating, it was really weird.

"Who!?" The Tianren Sect Leader frowned. His eyes were gloomy. "Who is playing tricks? Come out!"

“I opened this mountain and planted this tree!”

Yang Jiucheng appeared with his arms swaying, a wisp of mustache, and eyes full of tears, just like a goat suddenly appearing in the snowstorm: "If you want to pass through here, leave some money for passage!"

(End of this chapter)