Chen Gu and Sun Wutian agreed in unison: "Yes, Fang Laoliu's escape method is much better than blood burning techniques."

Fang Che also understood in his heart.

Why didn’t Lao Liu teach himself? It seems that this guy’s swordsmanship and body skills are unique and he will be recognized as soon as he uses it.

Teaching your son these two skills to save his life is almost like killing his son with his own hands.

"Change your face back."

Yan Nan waved his hand.

After studying Fang Che's face, it was indeed much more pleasing to Ye Mo, but seeing such a handsome and handsome face slowly turned into Ye Mo's ugly appearance in front of him.

This intuitive feeling made Yan Nan's face suddenly dark.

This feeling is: I just saw a fragrant flower, and I was in a happy mood. When I turned around, I saw a pool of hot shit.

Chen Gu and Sun Wutian couldn't help but turn their heads.

Chen Gu sighed clearly.

Sun Wutian muttered: "Grandma..."

Yan Nan suddenly lost the interest of recalling Fang Laoliu and said, "Chen Gu, you are also bored, so you are dragging me to discuss a person who has been dead for three thousand years."

Chen Gu smiled bitterly: "It's good to recall the past occasionally."

Yan Nan pondered for a moment and said, "Since you have called the Night Demon into the realm today, there is something you might as well solve it here. Do you have any recommendations for the Night Demon's method of going back and forth?"

"Is it necessary to be able to face Dongfang Sansan's mental method for a long time?"

Chen Gu raised his eyebrows.

Sun Wutian stopped talking.

He didn't.

If Fang Che had a cultivation level of his or her cultivation level above the Saint King, there were some exercises. At that stage, there was basically no possibility of exposing flaws in the meditation method.

But this kid is now only at the Saint King's cultivation level.

Then, no one dares to say that those skills are sure of being in front of Dongfang Sansan.

It was okay to show up for a year or two, but after a long time, I was not sure whether Dongfang Sansan would see it.

Chen Gu thought about it and asked Yan Nan: "Brother Fifth, you have no idea?"

Yan Nandao: "Other techniques may not be enough. If they are discovered, it will be over, but if they are given the highest meditation method, they will always feel that it is too cheap for this kid."

Chen Gu frowned and said, "Boss's Star-Shenzhen Art?"

"good."

Yan Nan frowned.

Now even Chengu stopped talking.

Sun Wutian rolled his eyes and smiled and said, "Actually, this is also for the overall situation. Moreover, since the fifth brother said it, it is equivalent to taking it out. Even if he gave it to this kid, what can he do? After all, it's not just for the sake of doing things?"

He urged: "Give it, hurry up."

Yan Nan glared at Sun Wutian and said, "Don't make excuses!"

Sun Wutian said: "Anyway, he will only be less than four months at most. When he returns, he must practice his mind to a certain extent."

"Fang Tu returned from his vigilance and death. With his current momentum over there, he must go to the Guardian Headquarters."

"Also, this kid's wife Ye Meng is now at the headquarters, so it's not OK to go."

"So before going to the Guardian headquarters, you must get started with your mind and have certain achievements to achieve it!"

"It's not too late."

Sun Wutian said: "Otherwise, the possibility of dying for nothing after going there is a big deal. Even if you don't die, your status will definitely be higher in the future. The more time you will have to contact the Guardian headquarters, the greater the danger of being discovered sooner or later."

"I don't urge you, do you give me if you like it. At most, I will take Duan Xiyang hard to grab it back when I see things are not good, but the undercover road will be gone. And it may be that you can't grab it back... Then your Eternal Night Emperor will die forever."

"You can do it anyway."

"Besides, it's still a matter of whether the Zhenxing Art can be learned. Many people cannot get started, and this kid may not be. If you don't, change it as soon as possible."

Sun Wutiandao.

Yan Nan was furious by a series of threats.

Especially Sun Wutian's words, "The boy's wife Ye Meng is now at the headquarters, and it won't be possible to go there." Yan Nan's heart was directly rushing up.

He slapped Fang Che hard on the back of the head: "Why is this little bastard so cheap!"

I became ugly and I felt no pressure when I got into a fight.

This slap is really heavy.

Fang Che slept on the ground with a mouthful of mud.

My mind is buzzing.

Then a soul jade slip hit the head.

A big bag hit on the back of the head.

Yan Nan's sinister voice: "Boy, this is the Star-Shenzhen Art! Before you leave the headquarters of the Yiwo Orthodox Church, if you can't practice to the point where I am satisfied, you don't have to let Dongfang Sansan do it himself. I will solve you in advance!"

Fang Che knew when he heard Yan Nan's accent that he might be thrown out the next moment. He grabbed the jade slip with one hand and asked desperately: "Master...Master, when will I leave? What is the time limit..."

The last five words have actually left the field and have been thrown out.

Then Fang Che felt like an object fell from a high altitude.

I tried my best to put the jade slip into my own space ring, and then forced the spiritual energy to be used. But it was too late.

With a roar, he fell into the yard of the presiding palace.

In an instant, a clear ice crack around meandered open!

"Hey I... go."

Fang Che let out a miserable moan.

Finally, I still remember turning the 'grass' into 'go'.

The bone was broken.

I quickly took a pill.

"Boom..."

Many people have rushed out of the hall.

"grown ups!"

"It's okay, sir!"

"Take care!"

"grown ups……"

Fang Che finally took a breath, and the medicine was dissipating, so he simply lay on the ground: "Why are you yelling? Didn't you see that I was being beaten very heavily by Vice President Yan? Why don't you carry me into the bedroom to rest?"

Zhou Changchun took a quick step: "Sir, I'll do it."

With the spiritual energy around, it carefully formed a bed of spiritual energy, and silently came under the presiding judge.

Then he supported his whole body without touching the spiritual energy, so that no injuries worsened at all.

Zhou Changchun then held Lord Ye Demon in like his ancestors.

"Sir, I'll pour you a cup of spiritual water."

"Sir, do you need a massage..."

“Go out…out.”

Fang Che was weak.

"yes."

"Hey, come back."

"Sir, please give me instructions!"

"Go... organizers, start to interrogate those who are not important in the prison... and kill them after the trial, hurry up and kill them. Start tomorrow. The task is very heavy... When I wake up, you will have to kill at least 6,000!"

"Sir, how long do you think you'll sleep?"

"You can do it."

“…”

Zhou Changchun has quit.

After discussing with Wei Ziqi, both of them felt: What if the adults get up after sleeping for half an hour? What should they do if they don’t kill enough 6,000 yuan?

So the two immediately began to gather people, and two hundred people gathered together.
To be continued...