Fang Che took five days to finish three copies and twenty thousand words, and each copy was 27,800 words.

The reason for three copies was that although Sun Wutian did not ask for it, Fang Che still wrote a copy to the old demon, and the number of words was close to 30,000 words.

He knew very well that if he didn't have this, the old devil would be light on him and half-death.

The Night Demon Sect is also writing.

The most difficult thing is Niu Baizhan. Niu Baizhan wrote less than a thousand words after five days. Fang Che took a look and tore it off: "Rewrite!"

Niu Baizhan went back to work hard with a bitter face and worked hard.

Ding Jieran has the most insights and has written more than 40,000 words.

He was slashed by the Night Demon Sect Master: "Simplify it! It's so miserable! It's simply a chatterbox!"

“…”

Ding Jieran silently went back to rewritten it.

No words were spoken.

However, Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia smiled happily for a long time when the leader actually called the Great Protector "talks".

Talk about it, to be honest, I have seen such a chatterbox that I cherish words like gold for the first time in my life.

But what made the Ye Mo Cult ask: Mo Wang and Ma Qianli couldn't contact each other again.

Feng Yun is sending someone to investigate the matter.

Others of the Night Demon Sect, including the leader of the Night Demon, were blinded by Shen Jing. They could only wait.

That night.

Feng Yun is here.

The smile was very kind: "Ye Demon, have you finished writing it?"

"I finished writing it, I wrote almost 90,000 words."

Fang Che shook his wrist: "It's time to the point where you want to vomit when you see a brush in this life."

"Hahaha……"

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Me too, I'm a little less than you. I've written more than 60,000."

"Why do you have so many?" Fang Che was curious.

"Do you really think that Vice President Yan's request is just for yourself?"

Feng Yun smiled bitterly: "That's a requirement for everyone... If you don't believe it, wait and see. If you don't write enough 20,000 words, this time, you will never show mercy on the board. It depends on who can understand it quickly."

"It seems that there must be some unlucky this time."

Fang Che laughed.

Feng Yun suddenly laughed: "The unlucky thing this time is probably not one or two, but at least two or three thousand walking up. A towel emphasizes that they can forget it for a hundred years, let alone such hints."

Fang Che smiled and said nothing: "It seems that you have a lot of resentment on that towel, and you still have it every day."

Feng Yun waved his hand and set up a soundproof barrier, then he twisted his face and sagged on the chair, and said without any image: "It's not just a matter of resentment, but the dead family. Now many of them are looking for me.

Trouble."

Fang Che was silent and said, "Then you really need to be careful to deal with it. A family that has died will not reason with you."

Feng Yun smiled bitterly: "That's why I really feel your feelings now. I really understand that when the night demon raised the Gu and became a god, the dead families all came out to take revenge on you."

He sighed deeply: "Now, as long as you die inside, the pot is mine!"

Fang Che said: "How can it be all yours? Not everyone in Chen Yun, Bi Feng, Feng Xing and others are carrying a wave."

"How can this responsibility be pushed?"

Feng Yun shook his head and said, "I am the main leader of the entry this time, and I can't push it to others. This is a matter of responsibility and courage."

Fang Che said sincerely: "I have to say, Mr. Yun, your personality is not like our only orthodox people."

"I don't deny this."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Maybe if I am on the Guardian side, I will be more like a fish in water. However, Night Demon, you can choose a person's situation, or even an opportunity; but only your origin is not

Selected.”

"Besides, this is a matter of pattern and responsibility."

Feng Yun sighed softly.

Then he smiled and said, "Don't think that we only have the orthodox Church, but there is no bottom line... At least, there are still shameful people above the middle level. When they reach the top level, there are people who keep themselves clean and love, and the ones who are truly at the top level,

All of them are broad-minded and full-formed characters.”

"You have been at the bottom and you have seen too many dark sides, but the upper and lower levels are different."

Feng Yun emphasized.

"In my opinion, except for the highest level, the rest are similar. For example, this time the big families siege you."

Fang Che sneered: "It's still a fucking dog."

"There's nothing to do."

Feng Yun was a little tired and said, "This time, there are a few things that need to be told to you."

"Mr. Yun, please speak." Fang Che said respectfully.

"Don't be so polite to me. I treat you as a brother. You understand and can see that this is not the so-called emperor's mind that wins over subordinates."

Feng Yun sighed.

"When talking about serious matters, you should naturally be more formal, so as not to develop a habit. It doesn't matter if you play around on weekdays, and I won't be polite to you."

Fang Che said with a smile.

"All right."

Feng Yun said: "The first thing is the matter of the Night Demon Sect. Your two subordinates, Mo Wang and Ma Qianli, have some problems in their whereabouts. After we entered, we immediately left Shenjing City.

The door came out and headed straight to the southeast."

"It disappeared after leaving the city."

"But after careful inspection, I found that there were traces of battle in the mountains and forests 1,700 miles away from the city. Then there were traces of breakthroughs, and it should have been intercepted there."

"There were no traces of these two people going back in the Southeast headquarters. My people found eight thousand miles away and did not look forward."

"So there is no news about the whereabouts of these two people. Have you contacted them with your Five Spirit Gu?"

"No."

"In this way, either they have been arrested or they have escaped and entered the forbidden land again."

Feng Yun gave a conclusion.

"It must have been arrested."

Fang Che frowned and said, "It's a bit long to enter the forbidden place from us. With the continuous pursuit, with their strength, they may not be able to escape to that place."

Feng Yun frowned and nodded, saying, "I think so too, so I have arranged to start a secret investigation of the masters of the families who have a grudge against you."

Then Feng Yun smiled bitterly and said, "But... you have too many enemies, and there are too many families who may take action. This kind of investigation is almost like finding a needle in a haystack."

Fang Che nodded with a gloomy face.

There is a sense of powerlessness.

Because in this Shenjing, his power is really impossible to make any waves.

No matter what you do, your strength is not enough.

"The second thing is my family's affairs."

Feng Yun took out a jade slip: "Look at it."

Fang Che took it curiously, his spiritual sense intervened, and then froze suddenly, raising his eyes: "Fenwu?!"

Feng Yun nodded bitterly: "My brother."

“…”

Fang Che lowered his head and glanced at it carefully: "This... has been twenty days, right? But this is obviously not yet tried."

"Yes, it has not been tried until now."

Feng Yun said lightly: "I guess we are waiting for us to come out. After we come out, one of us will deal with this matter. It's you, me, or Yan Beihan."

"There will be no fourth person."

Feng Yun said affirmatively: "This is the task given to us."

"How could I be?"

Fang Che said in shock: "No matter from any aspect, it seems that this job should not be my turn, right?"

"You are wrong. Yan Beihan and I are even behind you."
To be continued...