Lord of the Night

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early morning.

Fang Che led the people out and found that the battlefield ground yesterday was clean.

The other party cleaned up the body very thoroughly. There were only patches of dark red blood on the ground, but it was already covered by new ice.

Only a faint red can be seen.

The entire battlefield is like this. The dense blood stains on the ground have turned into dark red spots under the ice, covered layer by layer...

Fang Che stared at the red spots on the ground, and it seemed that he could still hear the countless roars of the fighting for thousands of years.

He looked back solemnly.

A long roar shook the sky: "Bi Fangdong! Come out! It's time today!"

Fang Che directly called Bi Fangdong across from him.

Bi Fangdong walked out slowly, looking disheveled.

The people brought out were all confused.

More than 300 people felt like they had become slaves to the other side. They were simply... unable to complain!

After following Bi Fangdong to this point, there is really nothing he can do.

Extremely speechless.

A new request for reinforcements has been sent out, but this person has to go here for sparring every day. If he doesn't do it, he will kill someone.

It would be fine if he died in battle, but he still had the mentality of "the relationship can't withstand a hundred hours of onslaught, so he doesn't dare to kill all the people on his side".

There's nothing you can do about dying in battle, it doesn't matter, heroic is heroic, but who wants to die when you can't die?

Everyone was so tormented that they had no temper at all.

And Bi Fangdong also saw it: the relationship is to control the power on one's side to an absolute disadvantage: half as many people as the other party!

This is his ultimate goal.

If there are too many, I will kill them for you.

The four hundred people Bi Fangzheng brought this time all died instantly, which is proof!

So he didn't have much confidence in the reinforcement report he just made, and he didn't even have hope: he would probably be killed by the relationship group if he came in!

If you can’t come, what’s the use! ?

Today, the relationship came up again. Bi Fangdong didn't want to come out at all, but he couldn't do it.

Guanxi can really rush into his own hole and yell in front of his subordinates.

Last time Guan Guan yelled outside, but he was too shameless to go out. As a result, Guan Guan rushed him into the cave. In his own cave, Guan Guan pointed his nose at him and even his ancestors scolded him.

Bi Fangdong really couldn't afford to lose that person.

At this point, Bi Fangdong was already lying flat on his back: Do whatever you like.

I will cooperate with you.

It's really an eternity that the two armies can confront each other to the extent that I do.

Fortunately, it was in a secret realm and couldn't be spread.

If it were outside, workers and managers would have committed suicide in shame and anger.

"Are you going to fight again today?"

Bi Fangdong said with a dismayed face: "Relationship, you can tell me how to deal with it, just say it, I will cooperate with you, captain."

Fang Che clicked his tongue twice and said with a smile: "It is indeed Captain Hutou, majestic and bright! The three words 'this captain' are really full of momentum."

Bi Fangdong said with a dark face: "Relationship, otherwise you can just unify. Stop humiliating people."

Fang Che said angrily: "Kill all of you, and the labor and management will have to face the attack of the Sovereign Orthodox Church for a hundred hours. Do you think I am stupid?"

Bi Fangdong was completely out of temper by him, and said with a heartbroken voice: "Then what do you want? Love me as much as you want... More than 300 people, including me, have been used as slaves by you, what else do you want?" ?”

He was extremely frustrated and said: "If you continue to humiliate us like this, we will simply commit suicide collectively and let you naturally unify the secret realm, and then a hundred waves of people will take turns to kill you!"

"Don't! Don't be impulsive! Don't be impulsive!"

Fang Che was shocked. This guy could actually come up with such a way to die together. That was not possible.

This side is not strong enough and not ready yet.

"Huh?"

Bi Fangdong really didn't expect that the sentence of mass suicide would frighten the other party, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Then he suddenly became arrogant and cursed: "Relationship, please be more honest with me. If you continue to humiliate me, labor and management will commit collective suicide for you to see!"

Behind him, everyone in Wei Wo Zhengjiao's face was red.

I'm fucked!

It’s so fucking embarrassing.

Threatening the enemy with life and death by committing suicide... After getting to this point, there is no one left. But...it seems to be quite useful?

Langya and the others over there were also confused.

I never expected that I could force the opponent to perform such an operation.

He is truly shameless and invincible. The two sides are hostile, and you threaten the enemy that if he beats you, you will commit suicide?

It just happened to work...what the hell...

Everyone in the Feng family was dizzy, and incredible emotions emerged one after another - could it be like this?

But I have to say that it is truly amazing that the captain can bully the opponent into this state!

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Brother Bi, don't be impulsive, everything can be discussed..."

"Who is your brother!"

Bi Fangdong said ferociously: "I'm not trying to scare you, we've really had enough! If you don't believe it, try it!"

"I don't dare try."

Fang Che smiled bitterly: "Captain Hutou, this is what happened this time. I have something to discuss with you."

Bi Fangdong said in a confused tone: "What are we discussing? What can we discuss?"

"The luck stone in my cave took shape this morning, so I think it should have taken shape over there as well."

Fang Che's tone was very gentle.

He looked like he was afraid that the other person would commit suicide.

This tone even made both parties feel funny: Is this lawless relationship captain really afraid that the other party will commit suicide?

Bi Fangdong hardened up and said stiffly: "What?"

"So it's time for our luck stone gambling battle to begin."

Fang Che said: "Captain Hutou, you are not afraid of these desperadoes, right? There are five people from each side, life and death are determined by fate and wealth!"

Bi Fangdong was shocked: "A battle of life and death?"

"The battle of life and death!"

"good!"

Bi Fangdong agreed immediately.

"Where is your luck stone?" Fang Che took out his luck stone.

"Here!"

Bi Fangdong now also has the sacred stone, and he took it out and showed it in his hand: "Today, I will win!"

With the bets ready to be put on the table, it’s so cool!

"How to say?"

"Old rules!"

"One battle for the ninth level saint level, one battle for the eighth level, one battle for the seventh level, one battle for the sixth level, one battle for the fifth level. Three wins out of five!"

"good!"

Both sides took a few steps back.

Among the Feng family disciples, Langya has already made arrangements for who will go to fight today. He waved his hand slightly and said softly: "In the battle of life and death, be careful!"

Five people stepped out together.

On the other side, Bi Fangdong was mobilizing. After a moment, five people stepped out.

Ten people, standing opposite each other.

Bi Fangdong smiled evilly and said: "Do you understand the rules of relationships? In this kind of life and death battle, outsiders are not allowed to intervene, nor are they allowed to rescue!"

Fang Che's eyes were cold: "Of course! A battle of life and death, this is how it should be!"

Different from what Bi Fangdong was used to, Fang Che felt a little nervous at the moment.

Because this is not a battle he is fighting, but his subordinates, fighting a life and death battle with the other party.

Moreover, even rescue is not possible. Once you fall into a disadvantage, you can only watch death.

This is cruel to Fang Che.

But Fang Che had to let go. He knew that, as he said, he wouldn't be able to stay here long.

The more they interfere now, the more they will die when they fight on their own in the future.

In the future, they will continue to fight fiercely here for a long time!

Compared to Fang Che's nervousness, Langya and the others were very relaxed and relaxed, their expressions unchanged, but their wolf eyes were tense, staring at the battle on the field.

A big, rough face, a little pale.

In the field, the Saint-level fifth-level battle has begun, and both sides have chosen the fifth-level peak.

Once they take action, they are on par with each other, fighting for their lives, extremely fierce.

Fang Che frowned.

After thirty moves of fighting, it was impossible to tell who was stronger and who was weaker. But Fang Che had already noticed that something was wrong. He turned his head slightly and looked at Langya's face with sharp eyes: "What's going on?"

Lang Ya whispered: "This Wolf Hair 309 has only recently broken through to the peak of the fifth level."

Fang Che was furious and suddenly turned around: "Huh?"

Just after breaking through, going to fight against someone who has been at the peak of the fifth level for a long time, isn't it like letting someone die? !

"Captain, this is our fate!"

Langya looked up at Fang Che calmly: "Sacrifice and death are our destiny! We can't encounter opponents weaker than ourselves every time!"

"Captain, once you leave then, it will be even less possible for us to crush each other every time."

"Death is something we must get used to!"

"I know you are reluctant to part with it. However, this matter... cannot be changed. The people who will die today will not die because you are here, so they will definitely die in the future."

"At most, you can't see it, so I don't feel uncomfortable, that's all. We, the children of the Feng family, have fallen here over the years... I don't want to count them anymore."

There was sadness and sentimentality in Langya's eyes, but more importantly, he had no hesitation.

"But the Feng family cannot be embarrassed because of us!"

"Warn with blood, remind with life, this is the only way to wake us up from your glory!"

"..."

Fang Che only felt that his throat was blocked.

Turning his head silently.

On the field, the 309 who fought seemed to be evenly matched with the opponent, but Fang Che could see that in this first battle, they were gradually falling into a disadvantage.

The other party's ferocity level is far above 309.

But the other party was obviously a little out of shape. It was obvious that he had been used as a slave during this period, which had a huge impact on his combat strength and morale.

Langya's lips moved.

Wolf Hair 309 suddenly began to shrink its offensive. A sword protects the whole body impervious to wind and rain, just like a piranha, slowly retracting its petals and shrinking them into buds!

Fang Che closed his eyes sadly.

The next moment, there was a loud roar: "I'm going home!"

Wolf Hair 309 roared, and suddenly the door opened wide. He ignored the opponent's attack and allowed the sword to pass through his chest and wreak havoc in his body.

And his own sword also struck the opponent's throat fiercely at the same time!

The other holy master also laughed at the last moment, with a look of relief and relaxation on his face.

"Finally I can make some money!"

Two puffs.

Thousands of sword lights shot out from the front and back of Lang Mao 309's chest, and a streak of blood rushed out from his head. It was obvious that the opponent's sword energy had already gone straight to his brain because he was well prepared.

And the head of the opponent, a fifth-grade saint, also flew up at the same time.

A blood-stained sword suddenly fell to the ground.

Two corpses fell to the ground at the same time.

The muscles on Fang Che's face were twitching painfully.

Langya's expression remained unchanged.

He waved his hand and asked someone to come forward to collect Langmao 309's body. Langyan took a step forward impatiently.

The entangled bodies were separated, and Langmao 309's face was calm, even a little proud.

The face of the other Saint-level master was also calm, relieved, as if relieved from a heavy burden.

In the first battle, both sides were defeated and the game ended in a draw!

Bifangdong's face was gloomy. With a wave of his hand, a sixth-grade peak Saint-level immediately went to fight.

His face was calm.

When it came to the real life-and-death battle, these masters of the Weiwo Zhengjiao were all willing to go all out, because this was the rhythm they had been familiar with for so many years!

No one was afraid of life and death.

With a clang, the swords of both sides touched each other, making a loud noise, and a battle began.

In this battle, it was the son of the Feng family who won.

At the cost of a knife in the lower abdomen that almost cut his body off, he cut the opponent in half!

He supported his body, blood was flowing, but he proudly announced: "I won!"

"Record the merit, take the elixir!"

Fang Che roared.

The anger towards Langya was almost unbearable.

"You need to wait for him to come back. This is the rule!"

Langya insisted.

He knew what the captain was angry about. If he sent the strongest fighter, he would not be sacrificed at all, and there would not be such a serious injury.

But Langya was silent, he could only insist on this.

In the next years and months of battle, it is impossible to bully the weak every time!

Especially in the next one hundred hours of defense battle, if you keep your mentality in the current optimistic state, it will be an absolute disaster for everyone!

The loss of having something to rely on in your heart to participate in the one hundred hours of defense battle but finding that the reliance may not be reliable at that time is much weaker than the mentality of fighting to the death from the beginning.

One win, one draw.

In the third battle, the guardian Feng family won with a minor injury.

Just a pierced thigh saved the opponent's life.

Everyone cheered, because everyone could see that Langmao Ninety-Seven, who was fighting, had obviously made a further step in his understanding of Feng Family Swordsmanship and entered the realm of subtlety!

If he could enter a few days earlier, he could even defeat the opponent of the same level without getting hurt.

In the fourth battle, the Feng Family member won.

This battle was won more easily. Langya's face showed an uncontrollable smile.

This battle was against Langmao Twenty-Five's old rival. Originally, the two sides fought each other and were evenly matched, but now Langmao Twenty-Five's foundation has been fully restored and he has a new understanding.

Whether it is the moves, the thickness of the cultivation, or the combat power, it is obviously higher than the opponent. The effect of the captain's special training in the past few days is immediate.

The two people who could only die together can now be easily killed!

Three wins in four battles.

There is already a faint sense of joy on the side of the guardian. But the other side, the only orthodox church, is still calm, like a dead water without waves.

They are indifferent to the death of their comrades.

"I won." Fang Che looked at Bi Fangdong with a cold face.

"You won." Bi Fangdong threw the luck stone over very straightforwardly, and said lightly: "My fighting spirit has collapsed. I had no hope of winning today."

The victory and defeat have been clear, and the bets have been settled.

But the opponent's ninth-grade Saint master did not retreat.

His old face was calm, and his eyes looked at the opposite side with dead eyes, and said lightly: "Since I came out and fought, I will not go back. Langmao San, send me off."

Langmao San was the guardian who went to fight.

These two are old rivals. They started fighting to the death when they came to the secret realm. Because the spiritual energy in the secret realm is sufficient, they have been climbing up their cultivation. Then they were both injured several times in a row, and each of them hurt their foundation.

They stopped at the ninth-grade Saint.

In the Saint Level Nine Rank, there were many battles in a row, and each time both sides were injured, and each destroyed their own foundation, or the foundation of the other party.

When the Saint Level Nine Rank of Weiwo Zhengjiao saw the state of his old opponent today, he knew that the opponent had recovered.

But this was his chance.

He was envious.

The old opponent who had fought to death and was half dead recovered, but he had no hope of recovery; he was still here as a slave to the other party...

This time he was sent out of the battle, and he was unwilling to go back no matter what.

Living is meaningless.

If the old opponent is still as useless as himself, then living is nothing, at most a little humiliation. However, the opponent's recovery became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

This battle was indeed a crushing victory.

When the master of Weiwo Zhengjiao was knocked down by the opponent in the end, he had hoped to open a wound on the opponent.

But he gave up.

What is the point of creating such an external wound without internal injuries?

At the last moment of his life, he said two words to Langmao San with envy on his face.

"Congratulations."

Finally he passed away suddenly.

Langmao San looked at his opponent's body lying quietly on the ground, and felt his heart surge.

It was hard to contain for a while.

There was no moment when he knew so clearly how great his progress was. The old opponent who had always suffered losses was defeated by him this time almost effortlessly.

And all this was because of the captain!

He understood very well what the two words congratulations the other party meant when he was about to die, and he also knew the weight of these two words.

He stood quietly for a while and said with emotion: "...good to go!"

On the other side of the Weiwo Orthodox Sect, looking at the ninth-grade master of the saint who died in the battle, his eyes were calm with a hint of envy.

Bi Fangdong took a few steps forward.

Looking at the body of this ninth-grade holy master, he flew up and kicked it to pieces.

But when the kick reached halfway, he stopped it and slowly took it back.

Seeing the faint calmness on the old man's corpse, Bi Fangdong lowered his head.

He leaned down and picked up the body.

Without saying a word, he turned around and left.

…

Fang Che went back with the body of Lang Mao 309.

Lang Ya and others were silently making ice coffins from the black ice outside.

"He could have been immortal!"

Fang Che is still worried.

"Boss, your force is enough, your fighting power is enough, your resourcefulness is enough, and you are ruthless enough towards the enemy."

Wolf Eyes looked aside and hesitated for a long time before saying: "But being cruel to one's own people is not enough. It's far from it!"

Fang Che was silent for a moment and said, "Do you need to be cruel to your own people...?"

"Need! More necessary than being cruel to the enemy!"

The wolf's eyes were heavy and he said: "Those in power must not have mercy. As the old saying goes, mercy cannot lead an army."

"Because the superior's mercy towards his own people will cause more of his own people to die."

"A merciful general leads soldiers who may have the least complaints from his soldiers; a cruel general leads soldiers who may have a lot of complaints from his subordinates. But if the two armies meet and fight on a narrow road, the ones who will be defeated and killed will definitely be the same. The soldiers of this compassionate general.”

"Because soldiers are the most deadly weapons. We are soldiers, and what soldiers face is death. What we face is the cruelest thing in the world. We don't need the kindness of generals, what we need is victory!"

"What we need is for each other to die!"

"No matter how harsh a general is, it is for the sake of victory. There will be deserters under a charitable general, but not under a cruel general."

"I know you are worried about the death of Three Hundred and Nine, but there is no need for it."

"Because, this is his mission. His death today is also his mission. In fact, sir, in a certain way, he died because of you."

Wolf Eyes said.

"Did I kill him?" Fang Che suddenly raised his head and stared.

"Yes. Because since you became the captain, you have been too good at home, and the war has gone smoothly, and you have won easily every time. This is not a good thing for us."

"If we send someone else to fight today, we can win all five battles. However, that won't work. Blood and death will always be a weapon to alert our own team! We can't change you, so we can only use death to warn ourselves."

A wry smile appeared on Langyan's face: "I said a little too much. Maybe the words were not very appropriate, but the truth is this. Because this battlefield is different from other battlefields. This is the most cruel battlefield in history! There is no room for anything other than life and death!”

"I understand."

Fang Che nodded slowly.

His heart was heavy.

"After the three hundred and nine sacrifices of Lang Mao, our Feng Family's Xuan Bing Heroic Spirits have exactly one hundred. They can be sent out."

Wolf Eyes said.

Fang Che turned his head and looked at the stone door wrapped in black ice, where three bowls of wine and three sticks of incense were placed at the door every time he drank.

Even if it is spiritual wine that increases one's cultivation, as long as it is placed there, no one will touch it!

It's always been there.

Until the next drinking session comes, replace with new wine and light three new sticks of incense.

Because inside, there are ninety-nine ice coffins, lying quietly.

Waiting to return to his hometown cemetery and rest in the arms of his ancestors.

"This is enough for one hundred..."

Fang Che sighed sadly, not knowing what he felt in his heart.

"This is all the information about Wolf Hair Three Hundred and Nine."

Wolf Eyes held out a piece of paper.

Fang Che took it silently.

Langyan lowered his head, remained silent for a moment, and said: "Three hundred and nine, he is my son. His name is Feng Changzhong. I gave it to him."

After saying this, Wolf Eyes lowered his head and backed away.

Fang Che couldn't see his face and couldn't be sure if there were tears on his face.

He only felt his heart being knocked hard.