"Shen Weasel Cult? God? God?? What does this word mean?"

"While avoiding the sights of the Guardians and the Solipsistic Cult, this doesn't look like an ordinary small gang. I've never heard of it, so it's even weirder."

During this period of time, Yannan actually had one thing that was exactly the same as Dongfang Sansan.

That’s because I’m a little allergic to the word ‘god’.

Once this aspect is involved, Dongfang Sansan will immediately become a little confused.

The same goes for Yannan.

He frowned and paced back and forth until the general affairs leader came back to report, and then he finally stopped.

The information about the Black Tiger Gang and the Qinglong Gang was placed in front of them.

Then Yan Nan chased him again: "Hurry up and deal with the matter of Shen Weasel Cult as a big deal!"

"Understood, leader!"

"If there is any news, please notify us immediately. If high-level combat forces need to be dispatched, please report as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

"Go ahead."

The head of the general affairs forum has left. He has many things on his mind.

He knew very well how serious it must be to have Yan Nan explain it over and over again.

Therefore, this Divine Weasel Cult...must be taken seriously.

…

Yan Nan passed the information to Yinshen Palace: "This is the information from the Black Tiger Gang and the Qinglong Gang. You can give it to Night Demon. It's of no use anyway. It's good to create some meritorious deeds."

"Also, let Night Demon be careful of the Weasel Cult, and don't take action if you are not sure. It is not our force. The headquarters is also investigating."

As a result, Yan Nan's mood immediately hit rock bottom as soon as he sent it to Yinshen Palace.

The leader of the general affairs forum who had just left came back as if his butt had been bitten by a dog: "Deputy leader... Kou Yifang is dead!"

Yan Nan was stunned: "Kou Yifang? Who?"

"..."

The leader of the general affairs altar lowered his head to block his speechless expression: "It's the one hanging on the flagpole."

"Who killed him?"

Yan Nan's face suddenly sank.

In the process of fighting the world with blood, it is impossible to commit suicide, and it is even more impossible to die because of being unable to bear it. Since you are dead, someone must have killed you.

"I don't know who killed him. A knife suddenly flew up and cut off his neck. The head fell off. No abnormalities were found afterwards, and no suspicious person was found."

"Asshole!"

Yan Nan was furious: "A knife flew up from below and chopped off the head. You tell me there is nothing abnormal?!"

"The investigation is going on outside right now! I have arranged to go out and the whole process is strictly prohibited."

"Get to the bottom of it!"

Yan Nan was furious.

Refining souls with ghost fire and guarding the world with blood was arranged by myself. For ninety-nine days, not one day should be missing.

Now, just over a month later, Kou Yifang was beheaded in the square of the headquarters. Yan Nan's face instantly felt hot!

Kou Fang is dead no matter what!

After ninety-nine days, it is still a death!

However, there are people who insist that Kou Yifang die before that. Then Kou Yifang's death is not important at all, what is important is Yan Nan's order!

It’s the face of Vice Chief Yan!

This matter has risen to a level that Yan Nan cannot accept.

When Yan Nan was angry, the entire senior leadership of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church was trembling with fear, as a storm was about to come.

A rectification was launched quickly.

…

On the other side, when Yin Shen Palace received the news from Yan Nan, he completely understood what Yan Nan meant.

But I am also wary of the "Shen Weasel Cult".

After thinking about it for a while, I immediately sent it to Fang Che.

"This is information from the Black Tiger Gang and the Qinglong Gang. Please pay attention to safety when operating."

"I understand, Master."

"You have to be careful about this Divine Weasel Cult. Vice Chief Master Yan has also ordered an investigation into the Divine Weasel Cult. According to the current view, the Divine Weasel Cult does not belong to our Solipsism, nor does it belong to the Guardians. You understand this matter

horrible."

Fang Che understood: "I understand, Master."

Putting down the communication jade, Fang Che frowned.

I thought it was just an ordinary mission that got off to a good start, but now it seems that you caught a big fish on the first fishing rod you went out?

There really is no one like this kind of luck.

According to normal people's thinking, the most important thing now is to destroy the Black Tiger Gang and the Qinglong Gang. But Fang Che's thoughts are completely different.

Now the Black Tiger Gang and the Qinglong Gang are grasshoppers in the palm of your hand.

This sudden and unexpected Divine Weasel Cult is the real top priority.

He looked very worried and went back to the bedroom to sleep.

Even when Ye Meng chatted with him, he looked like he was thinking.

Ye Meng was very obedient and did not disturb her, and remained silent. She felt very strange, how could this happen? What happened?

In the early morning, Fang Che went to join Feng Xiangdong and others.

Although Ye Meng lives in an inn, she is used to cleaning her room every day, and then breathing and breathing in front of the rising sun. She feels calm both physically and mentally, and feels that her meridians have reached the peak of load.

Finally took a breath.

She sat down and started to take out the "Jun Lin Tian Xia" that Fang Che brought back and read it word for word.

This is a rare enjoyment.

The window is open, white clouds are lingering in the sky, the breeze is gentle, and the hair is fluttering slightly.

White jade-like fingers gently and slowly turned the pages, revealing Zhong Lingyu's beautiful face, focused eyes, and long eyelashes.

It is extremely beautiful, but no one appreciates it.

At this moment.

A gust of wind blew in outside the open window.

A shadow seemed to flash past Ye Meng's eyes.

Ye Meng calmly turned the book over with her fingers and placed it on the table.

She has been through this situation many times.

She knew that the shadow was coming.

"Shadow, are you here?"

Something vaguely floated in the air, and then a paper ball appeared out of thin air, and it landed in front of Ye Meng.

Then there was a hiss and the shadow disappeared.

Ye Meng sighed with envy. Shadow's ability is truly the dream of any warrior.

It comes and goes without a trace, and cannot be sensed by spiritual consciousness.

Open the note and take a look.

Suddenly my eyes were fixed.

"After Fang Che received the mission, he immediately began to contact the Yixin Sect, the Black Tiger Gang, and the Qinglong Gang. Information has been obtained, but the Shenwei Sect does not belong to the Sole Sect..."

The information is shockingly detailed.

Ye Meng could not imagine how Shadow got this information.

Isn't this Fang Che's top secret? Even if he can get all this, Fang Che doesn't find out at all?

If the shadow wants to completely disadvantage the other party, wouldn't it mean that he has no power to fight back?

Can’t even take precautions?

At this moment, what suddenly arose in the night dream was Fang Che's worry.
To be continued...