The quaint main hall.

The space is very empty.

The four chairs seemed to be arranged casually and not in any high or low position.

Four people, all sitting on chairs.

But with just these four people, it felt like the entire hall was filled with energy.

None of them deliberately showed off their momentum, but in Fang Che's feeling, each of these four people was sitting high in the clouds.

Fang Che took a quick look and saw two people whom he knew. The one sitting on the lower left side was dressed in black and was very thin.

But people can't feel his thinness. When you see him, you can see a mountain of corpses, a sea of ​​blood, and a mountain of white bones.

A pair of eyes looked at him lightly.

It is the Bone-Shattering Dream Gun, Duan Xiyang.

Fang Che also knew the person opposite Duan Xiyang, Bi Changhong, the deputy chief leader who presided over the project of cultivating Gu to become a god.

Next to Duan Xiyang, a middle-aged man in white clothes was leaning on a chair in a half-lying position with his hands clasped in his hands. His eyes were looking at his face, but they were as sharp as looking into his own heart.

But the existence of these three people cannot cover up the momentum of the other person.

The man was face to face with me, tall and tall. His hair was slightly gray, and he seemed a bit old.

Just looking at his face, he looks like an ordinary old man in his sixties, neither fat nor thin, with a moderate figure, but an aura as deep as the sea.

Dressed in Tsing Yi, the fabric is just ordinary, but just sitting there like this makes people feel that he is the master!

Even though people like Duan Xiyang, Bi Changhong and others were present, the old man in green still gave people the feeling that he alone controlled the world and the wind and clouds!

Fang Che guessed the identity of this person almost immediately.

Apart from that person, there will never be another person in the world with such momentum.

And this sentence was also said by this person.

"Night Demon, show your true colors!"

Fang Che didn't hesitate at all, immediately removed his disguise and restored his true colors.

A puff of white smoke rose from his body, and a muscular man with a fierce look and a beard instantly transformed into a handsome and handsome boy with a radiant appearance.

Fang Che immediately fell to the ground, terrified.

"I am dedicated to teaching the Night Demon, and I will pay my respects to the deputy chief leader and the leader of the section."

Yan Nan said calmly: "Night Demon, do you know who I am?"

"You are Vice Chief Master Yan."

Fang Che answered immediately.

"Who is next to me?" Yan Nan asked.

Fang Che's heart flashed with lightning, his forehead touched the ground, and he said respectfully: "If my subordinates guessed correctly, it should be the ancestor of this junior generation...Vice Chief Bai."

Bai Jing's expression changed and he frowned slightly.

Patriarch.

These three words show that Night Demon is smart and can really guess it. It also expresses respect and flattery.

But Bai Jing felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

Grandmaster... This reminded him of his eldest son and disciple.

A kind of resistance and disgust arose in my heart, and I instinctively wanted to put it aside. But the Night Demon did have potential.

Fang Che clearly felt that when he said the three words 'Master Patriarch', the aura of the man in white changed suddenly, it was very clear, and there was no trace of alienation.

Something moved in my heart.

Immediately he thought of the character traits of Bai Jing, the person Dongfang Sansan introduced to him by Qi Pot of Tea at that time.

Heartless!

I immediately realized that my call of "ancestor" was inappropriate.

But now, he has no choice.

Yan Nan said calmly: "That's a good guess, Night Demon, your mind works very quickly."

"This is my first offense... my first experience... I am sincerely afraid that... I have offended. Please, please, the deputy chief leader... punish me."

Fang Che said nervously.

This kind of tension is not an act. It's... it's impossible for anyone to face these four people at the same time without being nervous!

Bai Jing said calmly: "Ye Mo, what are your true thoughts now?"

"Disciple... Disciple is scared and doesn't know what to say. He wants to please, wants to be liked by the bosses, wants to show his perfect side, and wants to be appreciated, but he doesn't dare to do anything or say anything.

, and... facing the bosses at the same time... the disciple still doesn't know how to address him, and the disciple now... has completely lost his bearings..."

Fang Che knelt on the ground, his body trembling a little.

Being washed back and forth by these four momentums, I felt like my internal organs were being emptied over and over again.

Although these four people were just sweeping away ordinary spiritual consciousness, without any malicious momentum, Fang Che's current cultivation level was really unbearable when he was caught in the middle!

As long as any one person has a strong momentum, what is now in this hall is a mess of flesh and blood.

Bai Jing said: "You can call yourself a subordinate."

"Yes, I understand."

Fang Che sighed in his heart, it seems that Bai Jing's path... is really unreliable. And... I'm afraid it feels unreliable now.

Bai Jing was silent for a moment and said: "You also know that the sect belongs to my lineage. I want to know, what do you think of me, the founder?"

This question made Fang Che stunned for a moment.

Even Yan Nan and Duan Xiyang were stunned for a moment.

"This...disciple, I sometimes hear my master say that I admire my ancestor very much. I respect him very much..."

"nonsense!"

Bai Jing scolded coldly: "Tell the truth."

Suddenly a momentum came down, like a mountain or a sea.

Fang Che was sweating profusely, and the bones in his whole body were cracking under pressure. Sweat flowed down his forehead that was pressed against the ground, soaking the ground in an instant.

"It's really like this. Master only has admiration, reverence, and fascination for our ancestor. However, there is also a kind of helplessness that is above the clouds and cannot be touched no matter what. Master once said that every time he is in the clouds,

I kowtow outside the Grandmaster's palace, but my heart is empty..."

Under Bai Jing's mental pressure, Fang Che had no way to tell lies.

I can only tell the truth.

"The helplessness that cannot be touched is empty..."

Bai Jing murmured: "...Is this so? Not bad!"

Then his mental power was withdrawn.

He lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something silently and stopped talking.

Yan Nan's majestic voice sounded: "Night Demon, do you know whose domain you are entering?"

"It is the domain of Vice Chief Yan." Fang Che answered quickly.

"Why are you so sure?" Yan Nan asked.

"The weather is great!"

Fang Che said: "This disciple only made a guess based on intuition."

Yan Nan showed a satisfied look on his face and said: "Weather... Night Demon, you are allowed to raise your head and stand up to speak."

"I obey my orders."

Fang Che raised his head, then put one hand on the ground, stepped back with one foot, and touched the ground with one knee.

Then he stood up.

Stand with your hands at your side, raising your head slightly.

Looking up with eyes filled with respect and admiration, he finally saw the face of the current master of the Solipsism.

As soon as his eyes touched, he immediately lowered his gaze.

"He is truly a talented person."

Yan Nan said calmly: "You are doing a good job on the Guardian side."

Fang Che stood with his hands down: "My subordinates are just following orders."

"The job of being an undercover agent is not easy."
To be continued...