Ningxue Sword was shocked.

Although Ninth Brother is very resourceful, he can never predict the future. What happened today?

Immediately, I received a message from Dongfang Sansan: "This matter will be kept confidential. Send the person to me within two days."

Ningxue Sword Soul Divine Meeting: "I understand."

Ninth Brother said that confidential matters must be major events. That is, no information can be leaked out.

Then I saw the news from Dongfang Sansan: "That's not right. With you in Baiyun Continent, how could there be such casualties?"

"I……"

Ningxue Jian suddenly felt bad. He could let Fang Che's offense go by gracefully, but why did he feel like he was about to receive a more brutal reprimand?

"...I was negligent." Ningxue Jian said cautiously.

"Are you negligent?"

Dongfang Sansan frowned and his face became sinister, but he thought now was not the time to curse.

He took a deep breath and said, "Let's wait until you send the person here."

Communication is cut off.

But Ningxue Jian's heart also felt cold.

It's over.

This time it is probably doomed. A scolding after returning from this trip is absolutely unavoidable. Even though he didn’t curse a word now, Ningxuejian knows Dongfang Sansan’s temper.

Not scolding now will only mean that you will be scolded even more harshly later.

"Dead, dead, dead..."

there.

Dongfang Sansan looked sad and a little distressed: "Why is this girl so troubled... She almost died twice before the mission even started. This is too fast."

"Fang Che, to the people around you, you are really a disaster star..."

Then he opened the communication jade and found someone to send a message: "Ying'er is dead. Are the soul matters and the required medicinal materials ready?"

The other side was shocked: "What's going on? Why did it happen again so soon? Didn't I just send it back?"

"There must have been an accident." Dongfang Sansan was also speechless.

The person over there sent a message: "She died so quickly, why did you arrange her next to the Sangmen Star?"

"Stop talking nonsense, are you ready?"

"Ready."

"It will be delivered to you in two days. How long will it take this time?"

"At least half a year; it seems that the cultivation level is too low."

"Just say you are unreliable and unreliable."

Dongfang Sansan was furious: "Your whole emperor-level monarch level is fine, but what's the use of having a general-level one?"

"At that time, it can only be the general level; how can you be promoted if the soul is not unlocked? Okay, you can send the person over quickly."

"Wait!"

"You should be able to improve a lot after this recovery. But where are you going to arrange her? Brother Ninth, you can only use this girl nine times. This is two times. Isn't it a waste?"

The people over there were clearly a little confused.

"Don't waste it. I know it. Just leave it alone. Don't have this kind of problem again next time."

Dongfang Sansan put down the communication jade and breathed a sigh of relief.

But he frowned and sighed. His expression was as tangled as he wanted.

This kind of expression has almost never appeared except for the person he was talking to. Even when the continent was about to be destroyed and the We-I Orthodox Church was at its peak, it never happened.

But every time the guy on the other side does something, there are huge loopholes.

And being unable to control, predict, and reason is the biggest headache.

"When can I be more reliable!"

Dongfang Sansan rubbed his temples and found out why everyone around him was such a half-hearted person? Xue Fuxiao was a fool, Ningxue Sword looked at his head but not his buttocks, Yu Tianqi was stubborn, and his father was reckless.

There are also those other old guys, all of whom have simple minds and strong limbs.

"It's not easy for Fang Che to appear. He has some brains, but this guy is either already seeking death or on the way to do it... Others are always trying to find ways to survive, but this guy is always ready.

Be a martyr..."

Dongfang Sansan sat on the chair, a little worried.

Dongfang Sansan didn't take Fang Che's activities in guarding the main hall seriously a few days ago, because it was too normal for a traitor. Spending some money to buy popularity was extremely correct. Over at Yannan

I will also understand...

Ringed the bell.

Someone came in: "Master Jiu."

"What happened to Mo Ganyun and others?"

"It has stabilized and the purple color has been eliminated. Except for the pupils that will turn purple during intense fighting, nothing else can be seen anymore."

"Let them go to the far north for a trial and train in the ice and snow. If they don't reach the level of a venerable, they are not allowed to come back. Let's deal with the Ice Demon Sect, Snow Demon Sect and the Far North Ice Demon over there."

"yes."

"When we get there, don't separate the four of us."

"yes."

"Is there anything else?"

"The documents that Protector Yang handed over have just arrived. The promotion list and meritorious service list drawn up by the Southeast Headquarters have also arrived at the same time."

"Let me take a look."

Dongfang Sansan opened both pieces of information and took a look, frowning slightly.

Pointing to the promotion list of the Southeast Headquarters, he said: "This Zhao Shanhe is just nonsense; this Fang Che has certainly made meritorious deeds, and his contribution is not small, but the suspicion on him has not been cleared. What can we tell in just a few days? It's just that

Are you in a hurry to get promoted? Put it aside for now. Make adjustments after this incident passes."

"yes."

"Reply to the Southeast Headquarters, don't make any unauthorized decisions!"

"yes."

The visitor has gone out.

Dongfang Sansan picked up the information and read it carefully over and over again.

“It’s so rough!”

he murmured.

…

Baiyunzhou.

Fang Che and others were all excited!

Zhao Yinger is indeed not dead!

Under the protection of Ningxue Sword, everyone gradually saw something strange: after being dead for such a long time, his body should be a little stiff.

But no.

The joints are also very soft.

"Woo hoo... Ying'er is fine..." Jing Xiuyun cried with joy and actually started crying.

Everyone else also breathed a sigh of relief.

The sad atmosphere was swept away.

"I need to send her to someone who can save her within two days."

Ningxue Sword Dao.

"Is it far? With your walking distance, how long will it take to get there?" Fang Che asked eagerly.

Since Zhao Ying'er is not dead, Ningxue Sword has naturally changed from a mocking 'you' to a respectful 'you' in Fang Che's place.

Although it is the same word, the change in tone is so obvious.

This made Ningxue Jian roll his eyes.

It’s so realistic.

"At full speed, it will take three hours."
To be continued...