Dongfang Sansan was pacing in the room, frowning, thinking deeply.

"What happened in an unknown place? Did the God Centipede suffer a loss? Did the God of the Weasel Cult find an opportunity?"

"But this kind of ambush and temptation all have a bit of a petty spirit... So what is the reason?"

"Is it because the struggle between the Guardians and the Solipsism for luck caused the God of the Weasel Sect to see an opportunity?"

"So……"

Dongfang Sansan muttered, one sentence after another, his voice was very ethereal.

Often the previous sentence and the next sentence are completely unrelated, and they are thousands of miles apart.

But he just jumped from thought to thought, thinking.

The expression of "I understand everything you said" on Xue Fuxiao's face slowly began to be unsustainable, and gradually began to turn into a look of naive confusion.

By the end, his two eyes were spinning in clear circles.

"Xiaoxue, do you want Duan Xiyang to die or to live?"

Dongfang Sansan asked.

"How to say?"

"Now we have the conditions to kill Duan Xiyang."

Dongfang Sansan was thinking about this matter: "As long as we are willing, in this case, even if the nine deputy chief leaders come together, I can make Duan Xiyang die without a doubt."

Xue Fuxiao was stunned.

After a long while, he said: "I don't care."

"You really don't want him to die yet."

Dongfang Sansan had a cold and stern look in his eyes, and glanced at Xue Fuxiao: "If you continue to quibble, go mining!"

Xue Fuxiao stopped talking.

"It is impossible to cherish each other."

Dongfang Sansan said calmly: "Duan Xiyang's life or death can only be determined by the overall situation, not by personal emotions."

"Can that sunset die now?" Xue Fuxiao asked.

"Duan Xiyang can't die yet."

Dongfang Sansan said: "If it weren't for the Shen Weasel Cult, I would be very happy if Duan Xiyang died. But if the Shen Weasel Cult suddenly and unexpectedly appeared, Duan Xiyang would not be able to die."

"..."

Xue Fuxiao was stunned.

I show that Duan Xiyang cannot die, you scold me.

Now you yourself are saying that Duan Xiyang cannot die.

No matter what I say about co-authoring, everything is wrong, but no matter what you say, everything is right?

Isn't this purely unreasonable?

"In seven more hours, you can go out. If you meet Duan Xiyang, help him if you can and let him go back alive."

Dongfang Sansan said: "In addition, tell him that the Faceless Tower may be taught by Shen Weasel."

"ah."

Xue Fuxiao said in confusion.

"Besides, take the time to go to the war zone, pull Fang Che out and beat him! Beat him half to death!"

Dongfang Sansan said fiercely: "Half-death, 90% to death, nine times! This little bastard, I have never had such a strong urge to skin someone's skin in so many years!"

Xue Fuxiao agreed with this point: "Leave this to me, I really want to beat him now!"

Dongfang Sansan's eyes flashed and he said: "Then beat him as you want. This matter has nothing to do with me. It's the same thing if you teach him a lesson."

"no problem!"

Xue Fuxiao said excitedly: "Rescuing Lao Duan and fighting Fang Che are what I am most happy to do."

"Bi Changhong, Chen Gu and others from the Soli-Orthodox Sect are here. If this is the case, then you will do this and let the Soli-Woman Orthodox Sect owe us a favor."

The decision has been made.

Dongfang Sansan began to think about how to maximize profits.

"When you meet Duan Xiyang, you do this and that, and then you do this and that, and you say this and that... and then you do this and that to Bi Changhong and others..."

Dongfang Sansan has committed an old habit.

Start arranging each sentence for Xue Fuxiao, to whom it should be said, how the tone should be, and then the expression. How to treat each person...

After saying it, it was not enough. He actually formed it into text and sent it to Xue Fuxiao Communication Jade.

"If you can't remember it then just watch it again."

The Three Three Ways of the East.

Xue Fuxiao was completely confused: "Three, are you just using me as a fool!?"

"Could it be..."

Dongfang Sansan quickly changed his words: "Don't you think that my thinking like this may not be thorough? Don't you know who is on the other side?"

Xue Fuxiao thought of Bi Changhong's madness, Chen Gu's sinister bird of prey, and Wu Xiao's suspicious cruelty, so she nodded: "That's true."

"Then shall I go now?"

"There's no rush, it's not too late to go after seven hours."

"It won't be too late."

"It's too late and it was God's will that Duan Xiyang died, and we weren't the ones to kill him."

"..."

…

In the secret realm.

The battle has reached the ninety-ninth hour.

Fang Che clearly felt that the opponent's current combat power was several times stronger than the previous combat power.

The saints and saint kings currently dispatched by the opponent, no matter which one, are several times more powerful than the previous saint kings of the same level!

This confirmed his suspicion: the crowd attack before was indeed not a direct descendant of the Bi family of the Solitary Orthodox Church!

After being in the Only One Orthodox Church for so long, Fang Che also understood one thing, that is, every family in the Only One Orthodox Church has a powerful vassal family circle. There are even countless dead soldiers.

For example, it is Ye Feng Ye Yun from the Chen family; or Feng Yi Er from the Feng family.

These people all have their own families, and they are all large and have many warriors. Are these direct descendants of the Feng family? Obviously not.

Normally, each family develops its own, but if something happens to the main family, everyone has to take the blame.

There are more than a hundred families like the Feng family! Because Feng Yi and his family were ranked one hundred and eight, and this is just their series, I don’t know how many others there are.

Even if the Bi family, the Chen family, the Bai family, etc. are not as numerous as the Feng family, but... no one can calculate how much of their secret power they have.

So those who came to attack before should be from these vassal families.

After spending more than ninety hours, it was finally up to the main family to take action and decide the outcome in one fell swoop.

Fang Che suddenly felt tremendous pressure.

There are less than four hundred Feng family members alive now! There are only three hundred and seventy-seven left.

Even Langya and the others were covered in wounds.

Fang Che used all kinds of means and all kinds of guarantees, but he still couldn't avoid constant sacrifice and death.

"Hold on!"

Fang Che yelled: "Only one hour left!"

Only one hour left!

The children of the Feng family suddenly burst out with unimaginable fighting power, and actually drove the opponent back in a wave!

The opponent retreated like a tide, creating a short buffer period.

But everyone knows that if the opponent counterattacks again, the battle will be decided!

Either all the children of the Feng family will die here, or the other party will be completely excluded by the rules at the last moment. The secret realm is unified!

There is no third result!

White mist filled the cave entrance.

There is blood and flesh under your feet.

In the air, the smell of blood seems to have condensed into substance. How many people have been killed can no longer be counted. Human life has become the cheapest thing here!
To be continued...