Lord of the Night

"He may not be accurate. We still have to go back and check the situation..." Bai Zhan Dao said.

"No need to check!"

Chen Gu said decisively: "Dongfang Military Advisor will never make mistakes in this kind of matter, especially in his investigation of our side. Since he said so, then this must be the case. It's a matter of fact! Even if we go back to investigate, we will just follow these words to find clues, and what Dongfang Military Advisor said is a sure thing."

He solemnly said to Xue Fuxiao: "This time, we owe the Eastern Military Advisor a favor, and we ask Brother Xue to convey our gratitude."

Xue Fuxiao felt refreshed, her nostrils turned upward, and she said calmly: "I will bring it."

After saying this, Chen Gu and Wu Xiao both looked solemn and nodded in greeting. Chen Gu went to the side to talk to Yan Nan.

This matter is really serious.

Although it is clear that Dongfang Sansan wants to let the Solipsistic Orthodox Church and the Weasel Cult have a bloody battle, hurting both or even destroying both is the real purpose of Dongfang Sansan.

Dongfang Sansan made no attempt to hide this.

However, we must fight! You must follow Dongfang Sansan’s wishes.

This is a conspiracy.

Even though we know it is a trap, we must still jump, and we must jump with all our might!

Moreover, Dongfang Sansan’s intention was that he did not want himself and others to stay in the Guardian Continent to cause trouble, and wanted to drive him and others back.

The purpose is also obvious.

But it was also a conspiracy: we really had to go back as soon as Dongfang Sansan wanted.

It's too late.

Because after this analysis, they themselves felt that they and others must go back. The original plan of 'taking revenge for Duan Xiyang immediately' was obviously not feasible now.

The matter is too involved, and it will be even worse if we really fall into the scheme of the Shen Weasel Cult and Tiangong Underworld again here.

After such a trip, I had nothing to do, so I had to go back quickly, and then there were enemies like the Weasel Sect, the God of the Faceless Tower in the Heavenly Palace and the Underworld...

But this is exactly the truth.

Everything is under Dongfang Sansan's plan, and he uses conspiracy to make himself and others have to fight, fight, go back, and be on guard...

But he was following Dongfang Sansan's arrangements completely! So the one who benefits in the end must still be the Guardian - no matter how much I think about it, I feel aggrieved, but there is nothing I can do about it.

Chen Gu's face was so dark that he couldn't even look at it. I really felt what Yan Nan said about the feeling of facing Dongfang Sansan: covered with nets!

If the other party wants you to do it, you have to do it. If they want you to lift your feet, you have to lift them. If they want you to push up your penis, you have to push it out...

Grass!

It’s so uncomfortable!

When things have reached this point, Xue Fuxiao's mission has been fully completed. But of course he won't leave.

He also wants to eat the food cooked by Madman's Halberd.

Although Chen Gu forced him to get the wine, he just took it, wasn't it just a few jars of wine?

Duan Xiyang frowned, as if he was enduring something. Finally he took a long breath and turned to ask Wu Xiao: "Since Bi Changhong is here, why didn't he show up?"

"How did you know he was coming?"

Wu Xiao was surprised.

"I just know it."

Duan Xiyang smiled faintly: "Let him come out and have a meal together. It doesn't matter. He is not someone who watches my excitement and gloats. Although I will beat him up in the future, since he is here... don't hide away. ”

Wu Xiao smiled bitterly: "I really don't understand you two... ugh."

Sent a message to Bi Changhong.

Not long after.

Bi Changhong flew over like a sky-shattering rainbow, landed on the ground, and said with a lively voice: "Old Duan, can you still make a rainbow like me now?"

The sunset is like black coal.

Just one sentence made Duan Xiyang suddenly regret letting him come.

He said with a black face: "I can't do it. But I can still shoot you through a hole. Do you believe it?"

Bi Changhong was startled: "I was just kidding... Look at your anxious face... Oh, Lao Xue is here too."

So he warmly exchanged greetings with Xue Fuxiao to resolve the embarrassment.

Xue Fuxiao didn't give any face: "Am I familiar with you?"

Bi Changhong then kicked Madman Ji in the butt: "Hurry up when you cook! Why aren't you so slow when cooking for your wife? You don't look down on Duan Xiyang and Xue Fuxiao at all!"

Madman's Halberd: "..."

Damn, what's wrong with me today?

I am the fourth in the cloud weapon spectrum. Not only do I have to work as a laborer today, but I also get kicked and beaten!

Dare to be angry but not dare to say anything: "It's almost done... It'll be fine after we finish it, right? I have to go back and cook for my wife..."

"You have to serve us well first!"

Everyone shouted angrily.

"..."

Madman Halberd swallowed his anger, moved quickly, and had evil thoughts in his heart. He really wanted to spit out some snot from his nose...

But after mustering up the courage seventy or eighty times, I still didn't dare.

If he really wants to do that, Kuangrenji can guarantee that even his comrades from the Only Self Orthodox Church will never let him leave this mountaintop alive.

Finally, there is a large table of dishes, all delicious, delicious and delicious.

Xue Fuxiao took out the wine angrily.

"Come, drink."

After patting open the mud seal, Chen Gu kicked the wine jar down the mountain: "Lao Xue, I really despise you... Forget it, just drink mine. Your wine is not worthy of this. vegetable!"

Xue Fuxiao wasn't angry either, and just followed the good example: "Okay, then I'll drink from you."

"Sure enough, the people who follow Dongfang Sansan are very evil-minded and evil!"

Wu Xiao cursed.

To be praised for being very thoughtful... Xue Fuxiao happily started drinking.

All the food and drinks were free of charge, and he was constantly praised: he was clever, sinister, scheming, and took advantage of everything...

Xue Fuxiao had a really satisfying meal.

Never felt so good.

During this time, following Sansan every day, I almost thought I was a real fool...

After finishing.

Chen Gu solemnly said to Xue Fuxiao: "We will go back immediately."

"Bon Voyage."

Xue Fuxiao sincerely congratulates you.

Because this is also one of Dongfang Sansan’s goals: What are these six super demons doing here in the Guardian Continent?

Xue Fuxiao, who was full of wine and food, watched the six big demons disappear into the sky where they went back to the Only One Orthodox Church.

Feeling great.

"What does it mean to subjugate the enemy without fighting? This is it!"

"My scheming is indeed unfathomable!"

Xue Fuxiao, who was in a great mood, headed all the way towards Donghuzhou.

He was going to find Fang Che to complete the second mission of this trip.

If Fang Che hasn't come back yet, Xue Fuxiao doesn't mind welcoming him thousands of miles back from the war zone.

…

Fang Che returned all the way, feeling very excited.

He's not in a hurry.

But...I can't be anxious.

He is still swollen all over.

Just after leaving the desert, Fang Yunzheng, who was waiting here, was caught and brought into the field.

That was a brutal beating in the dark!

While scolding and beating him, Fang Che finally felt that he was a child with a father.

In addition to not being slapped in the face or head, for such a high level of cultivation, my entire body was swollen several times, especially my buttocks and thighs, which bulged out so thickly that my loose martial arts pants were stretched. Tight.

Fortunately, this set of clothes was given by Yan Beihan and the quality is very good. Otherwise it can really swell and break.

Fang Yunzheng is indeed a peerless master. He can hit his son with unbelievable intensity: it will make your body swell like a ball, but it will not affect any movement.

The whole body is evenly swollen, but there is no bleeding.

Anyway, it feels like being beaten so much that it feels transparent.

And since he was beaten, he was released for two hours. He continued to exercise and take medicine, but the swelling has not subsided at all. To ordinary people, this is normal skin color...

In this situation, how can Fang Che go fast?

Fang Yunzheng had already returned from the fight, but Fang Che was still staggering on the road.

"I am also a mainland hero after all..."

Fang Che was very angry: "Isn't it great to be a father? When you get old..."

I sighed as I thought about it.

When Fang Yunzheng gets old...this is really slim.

I guess I would have forgotten about it by then...

I found a forest, leaned against a big tree, took out dry food, drank some water and rested, sighing.

I have never seen a hero who is so unpopular.

Snow holding a flute passed over Donghuzhou like a stream of light, and his spiritual consciousness enveloped the whole city, but no trace of Fang Che was found.

So we headed north.

It flew hundreds of miles above Fang Che's head, then felt something was wrong and flew back quickly.

With a swipe, he landed in front of Fang Che. Looking at the swollen and transparent Fang Che, his eyes widened: "Hero Fang?"

"Don't……"

Fang Che shyly pulled up his cloak to cover his ball-like body: "Master Xue is well...don't call me that. Have you ever seen such a miserable hero?"

Xue Fuxiao resisted the urge to burst into laughter and said with a wonderful face: "Is this... being beaten?"

"Look at me, this can't be a compliment, right?"

"Who beat him?"

"Don't mention it." Fang Che said, "Anyway... it's bad luck."

"The guy who beat you up is pretty cool."

Xue Fuxiao sighed in admiration, and circled around Fang Che, exclaiming: "This control of strength is the pinnacle!"

"It's really awesome. My luck is of no use at all. I can't get rid of it."

Fang Che was very sad.

The meaning in the words is obvious: Are you always helping me?

"This is nothing."

Xue Fuxiao laughed, then put Fang Che into the field and started to relieve Fang Che's swelling.

Xue Fuxiao's action was indeed no small matter.

After a while, Fang Che's whole body fully recovered.

He regained his handsome appearance.

Feeling refreshed and even energetic.

"How is it? Are you okay?" Xue Fuxiao asked with concern.

"Okay. Better than ever."

Fang Che said gratefully: "Thank you, Master Xue."

I felt proud in my heart, Dad, you didn’t expect that, did you? I recovered so quickly! Quack, quack, quack…

"You're welcome."

Xue Fuxiao laughed ferociously and rolled up her sleeves: "Now that you're done, it's my turn!"

Bang bang bang bang...

This time he was hit in the face and head!

Fang Che was immediately blinded.

Controlled by Xue Fuxiao's spiritual energy, he couldn't even run away, so he could only stand up and be beaten.

"Sir Snow!"

Fang Che was extremely sad and angry: "What...are you doing...ah! It hurts..."

Xue Fuxiao's fists were like shooting stars and her feet were like lightning, her eyes were shining with excitement, and she said apologetically: "I can't help it, don't blame me, I'm just following orders!"

Bang bang bang...

Fang Che's whole body was visibly swollen again as before.

And it was extremely swollen.

This time, the head, face, and even the roots of the teeth were evenly swollen. Even the soles of my feet were swollen by three inches.

Fang Che, who was originally 1.87 meters tall and tall, was beaten by Xue Fuxiao and turned into a giant.

He can even compare with Mo Ganyun.

"Is this how you treat heroes?"

"I have made a contribution after all!"

"I have made a contribution to the mainland!"

Fang Che was extremely sad and angry.

Xue Fuxiao stroked it carefully, and finally stopped, looking at the tall, mighty, strong and burly Fang Che, very satisfied.

This guy is so swollen that his eyebrows are so clear one by one.

"Get some rest."

Xue Fuxiao said.

"How do I rest?"

Fang Che said angrily: "My whole body is like a blister now. If a piece of dogtail gets into the sweat pore, it will spurt out all over my body. How can I rest?"

"Nonsense!"

Xue Fuxiao frowned and said, "I know what to do, and your internal organs are not swollen!"

Fang Che: "..."

Xue Fuxiao said: "If you want to try it, I can swell your internal organs to make you feel it."

"Forget it, forget it."

Fang Che was startled: "Thank you, Master Xue, for showing mercy."

"I didn't leave any strength inside this time, you can recover on your own." Xue Fuxiao closed her eyes to rest.

It would be easier if there was no spiritual energy left.

Fang Che quickly transported the Infinite Sutra to recover. It wasn't that he didn't want to take pills to recover, but that he now... didn't even have a single low-level healing pill in his body.

All resources were completely consumed in those one hundred hours!

The high-level elixirs originally used by the Guardians and the Solipsistic Sect to save lives, plus those confiscated, given by Yan Beihan, and rewarded by the Raising Gu to Become a God plan...

Not a single one left!

Clean, clean.

After exercising for several weeks, the swelling all over my body disappeared visibly.

"Recovered?"

"Recovered."

"Then do it again!"

"ah?!……"

"Bang bang bang..."

Fang Che transformed into a giant again, his eyes about to burst: "Master Xue, isn't this too bullying?"

"I can't help it. I'm just following orders. Don't worry, if you do this seven more times, it will be over."

"I'm not recovering."

Fang Che sat down on the ground, then jumped up with his butt in his hands, his face twitched and his facial features shifted.

The swelling on my butt hurts terribly when it touches the soft grass.

"Hiss... so cruel..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't recover."

Xue Fuxiao said: "I'm here to restore your health. Anyway, you can't live without these nine half-dead people once!"

Fang Che said desperately: "...Master Xue, Master Jiu didn't even look at it, so there's no need to be so serious, right?"

Xue Fuxiao shook her head: "That won't work. You must be serious, serious, strict and meticulous when doing things."

So Xue Fuxiao beat Fang Che nine times meticulously.

Xue Fuxiao, who was beating straight away, felt refreshed and happy, and her mood was extremely refreshing.

"How dare you create a shit king for my Xue family!"

"Labour and management can't kill you, you little bastard!"

"How dare you talk back when I hit you!"

"I can't help myself..."

"Hahaha, it's so cool..."

"..."

Fang Che had already accepted his fate.

Gritting his teeth and getting beaten.

Anyway, I only have over a hundred kilograms, you can do whatever you want with it.

You keep following orders, look at that grin on your lips! Your excited expression makes me worried when I see it. Your lips are almost grinning like a solipsistic person...

Finally, Jiudun is completed!

Fang Che transformed into a giant again, but this time Xue Fuxiao did not recover for him.

"Just do your own luck."

Xue Fuxiao said amiably: "Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. You can just settle the accounts with your Lord Ninth in the future."

Fang Che chuckled, lying on the ground with his eyes closed and silent, pretending to be dead.

What should I do with Master Jiu?

I can't count him.

But if I reach my cultivation level in the future, I will definitely beat you Xue Fuxiao!

Just wait.

"What are you doing if you don't hurry up and recover? The muscles and veins are swelling and disappearing, and every time, the power of the great road rushes into the muscles and bones. What an opportunity is this for you? Do you really think that we have nothing to do and beat you to vent your anger? ?”

Xue Fuxiao said angrily: "If you keep holding on like this, I'll make you incontinent and become the second shit king, believe it or not!"

"Believe it, believe it!"

Fang Che quickly stopped acting and started practicing martial arts.

I do feel the benefits.

This benefit comes from the inside out. The bones and tendons are much more resistant to impact, and when viewed from the inside, the bones seem to have more enamel.

Fang Che snorted.

The good thing is, I already knew it. But this benefit... I can also achieve it through my own cultivation in the future.

So if these ten beatings this time were not for venting anger, I would not believe him even if he was beaten to death!

After half an hour, he finally returned to normal.

He stood up obediently and said, "What are your orders from Master Xue on this trip?"

"Instructions?"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said, "There are no instructions."

Fang Che tried it out in one sentence: This guy really came here just to beat me!

He rolled his eyes and said, "Master Xue, I don't have a single pill in my body!"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned again and said: "Then I'll give you some? But I don't have such a low-level one..."

"The high-level ones are also good."

After being beaten so badly, Fang Che felt that he couldn't help himself even if he didn't want to do anything good.

What happened to the high-end ones? I can’t use it now, I’ll save it for later!

Xue Fuxiao felt a little pain in her body: "Those are the pills I used... At least a saint can take them... You are not qualified to take them now..."

"I won't eat it. I'll keep it!"

Fang Che said.

"..."

Xue Fuxiao tentatively asked: "Then I will go back and talk to your Master Jiu, and then send someone to bring you something you need at your level?"

"Okay. Then leave me a few bottles of yours first, and then have them delivered."

Fang Che is watertight.

"How many more bottles do you want?"

Xue Fuxiao was furious: "I only have two bottles in total!"

"Then two bottles."

"..."

Xue Fuxiao was speechless at this guy's shamelessness.

He took out two bottles of elixirs, threw one to Fang Che, and said angrily: "Don't eat randomly, you will explode if you eat one! People are different, and their ranks are different. You know the principle of "good medicine is my arsenic."

"Thank you, Master Snow."

Fang Che took a bottle and looked at it, yo, ten.

Much more than expected.

Satisfied.

"What else do you want?" Xue Fuxiao felt a little unhappy that she had been robbed.

Fang Che coughed and said, "Actually, I would like to ask you about the cloud weapon spectrum."

Xue Fuxiao immediately looked at him with admiration, squinted his eyes, and said in a sinister tone: "You want to break into the cloud weapon catalog? Just you? Rank six? Tsk, what a high level of cultivation!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Fang Che coughed in embarrassment: "Actually, I'm just asking. What is the minimum standard for inclusion in the cloud weapon spectrum..."

"You're not even close yet."

Xue Fuxiao said calmly: "According to the conventional calculation of the weapon spectrum in the cloud, one can be ranked in the top one thousand, and the lowest rank is the Holy Emperor."

"Holy Emperor!"

Fang Che was stunned: "The standard is so high?"

"Of course. The Cloud Weapons Chart says he is one thousand, but in fact he is only ranked 999th. The one thousandth is the gatekeeper, not the real Cloud Weapon Chart."

Xue Fuxiao said.

"Why?"

Fang Che was puzzled: "My name is in the top one thousand, why is it not counted?"

"Because he has no winning records in the cloud weapon tree. So it doesn't count."

"Why?"

"Huh, no reason. This is the strictness of the cloud weapon spectrum. Only by defeating the previous masters in the cloud weapon spectrum can you truly become a person in the cloud."

Xue Fuxiao said.

Fang Che was a little puzzled: "Only the Holy Emperor can enter, but the thousandth one doesn't count...it's really hard to understand."

"Moreover, there are many experts who are geniuses of the ninth level and above. They are piled up at the entrance. One thousand people cannot enter."

Xue Fuxiao sneered: "With your current cultivation level, at the sixth level, your combat power is much higher than the standard, but if you want to reach the clouds... save it. I suggest you go home and dream..."

"Ahem... there's no point in taking a humble position."

Fang Che scratched his head and said: "The lowest Holy Emperor, how can I dare to think about my humble position now? I'm just asking... No exceptions? For example, if your cultivation level is not that of the Holy Emperor, you jump into the battle?"

"have!"

When talking about this topic, Xue Fuxiao also became serious: "It really does!"

"Really?"

Fang Che's eyes lit up.

"Well, those are a few geniuses like you who can fight across levels. Very few!"

Xue Fuxiao sighed and said: "At first, one child was born in the Xue family, one was born in the Feng family, but there was no child in the Yu family; one child was born in the Jing family, but only my orthodox family, the Feng family, the Bi family, the Chen family, etc., all had children."

"It's quite a lot." Fang Che muttered.

"In more than ten thousand years, there have been less than twenty such people!" Xue Fuxiao asked: "Are there many?"

"There are less than twenty of them out of tens of trillions of people." Xue Fuxiao's eyes flashed and he said a number that made Fang Che stunned.

"Tens of trillions...is this too much?"

Fang Che was startled and said in confusion: "There are only more than 100 billion people in the world today, right? Where do the tens of trillions come from?"

"Do you understand so well?" Xue Fuxiao asked.

"yes."

"You don't count the people who lived and died in ten thousand years?"

Xue Fuxiao lectured: "That has to be counted! Because of the cloud weapon list, no matter how the human beings are born and die, many people on this list have always existed."

"The same goes for these geniuses who can fight across levels. So how can you calculate this ratio using the 100 billion living people currently in the world?"

Fang Che nodded: "I didn't think carefully."

He was somewhat silent.

Calculating it over a span of ten thousand years, it’s really not much. Tens of trillions may be conservative...