We reached the bottleneck of level three very early.

Just now while sleeping, the spiritual energy suddenly fluctuated, and a large wave of spiritual energy rushed towards him. As a result, Fang Che, who was in a daze, had no time to control it and broke through directly.

This is crazy...

Simply speechless.

Fang Che came out with a dark face: "Have you broken through to the level of handsome?"

"Yes, sir."

Ye Meng happily came up to take credit: "I just made a breakthrough."

"Come, let's discuss it."

"Ah? But I am no match for you."

"Help you lay a solid foundation."

"...Okay."

After a sparring session, Ye Meng was beaten wildly by Fang Che.

He was even punched several times in the face, with a sad look on his face, and he lay down weakly, unable to lift a finger.

"Master, do you want to hit me on purpose?" Ye Meng woke up.

"yes."

Fang Che said.

Ye Meng lay on the ground and beat her fists on the ground.

I’m so angry! I’m so angry!

How could I have been fooled by this evil person!

Now my whole body is falling apart. Wuwuwu...

Fang Che grabbed her clothes by the back, carried her into her room like a puppy, and threw her on the bed.

"Have a rest."

Just walked away.

Ye Meng was thrown onto the bed and rolled over. She couldn't help but lie on the pillow and beat the pillow with her small fists: "Ahhhhh..."

It feels like my chest is being strangled while being carried...

So he punched the pillow again: "Ahhhhh... Damn it, ahhhhh..."

…

Fang Che was in a happy mood and rushed to the guard hall.

One night passed, and there was no news from Yinshen Palace.

Fang Che was puzzled. The old devil was obviously abnormal, but Fang Che couldn't guess it. He couldn't help but murmured in his heart: "Could it be that... Old Man Yin and An Ruoxing... are having an affair?"

After arriving at the Deacon Hall of the Guard Hall, everyone turned their eyes to look at his face.

Zhao Yinger stood up immediately and asked with concern: "Fang Che, are you okay?"

Facing everyone's concerned or concerned looks, Fang Che nodded lightly, and then said indifferently: "Tang Zheng! Let's go! Go patrolling the streets!"

The coat was turned over, and the bright silver badge on the collar lit up.

Fang Che turned around and walked out neatly.

The cloak flashed at the door and the person disappeared.

Tang Zheng agreed and walked out proudly.

Deacon Fang was on duty today, but he didn't say hello to anyone.

Everyone was talking a lot.

"Why……"

"This is too much grievance."

"That's right, if it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here today..."

"Deacon Fang is still young, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. I'm afraid I won't be able to think about it..."

"..."

Listening to everyone's discussion, Zhao Ying'er bit her lip with worry on her face.

She had a clear feeling that... Fang Che would be guarding the hall on this day, and all the newly established emotional ties that belonged to him were cut off at this moment.

Crisp and decisive.

…

Fang Che walked forward with a cold face and strode forward.

Tang Zheng trotted behind him and said indignantly: "Deacon Fang, don't take this kind of thing to heart. Everyone's eyes are bright and they all understand that you have been wronged. But with your ability here, sooner or later you will

Don’t be too trusting of someone who is ahead of you.”

Fang Che stopped and looked at Tang Zheng with raised eyebrows.

Tang Zheng has changed a lot these days, he is more active, and his courage seems to be getting bigger.

He dealt with things more quickly, and even though he was afraid of danger, he did not run away.

I am already transforming into a qualified deacon.

The ice and snow in Fang Che's eyes melted slightly, he patted Tang Zheng on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Tang Zheng, you have to work harder."

"Yes, Deacon Fang."

Tang Zheng felt hot in his heart, sore in his nose, and almost shed tears.

With a trembling voice, he said: "When I got home, they all said that I became more like a man. My mother also said that she would come to thank you."

Tang Zheng was very excited: "Really, Deacon Fang, I have lived for more than thirty years, and I have never felt like a man like I do now. Moreover, I am also a hero. Deacon Fang, thank you!"

hero……

Fang Che turned his head, looked at the bustling street, sighed slightly, his eyes were a little confused, and said softly: "Thank you for what I am, I don't even know, whether I am helping you or hurting you."

He strode forward, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that there seemed to be a figure in white?

That special temperament...

Fang Che remained calm and his voice was indifferent, but when he spoke, he suddenly turned a corner and his voice became louder.
Chapter completed!