The light beam flashed for a moment, then suddenly disappeared!

Many mothers' tears finally flowed down like small rivers. Nestling in the arms of my husband beside me, I suddenly felt as if I no longer felt safe.

"Children are going to make contributions... Tell me how you cried and wiped your eyes away... Stop crying."

At this moment, the fathers basically said the same thing.

"I pray that all the children will return safely."

The hearts of all mothers at this moment are the same!

They knelt down on the ground, closed their eyes, prayed devoutly, wholeheartedly believing in any god they could think of, and prayed to the gods to bless their children and return them safely.

Next, on the Guardian side, the Eastern Military Advisor ordered that all the family members of the heroes spend three days in Rough City. During the three days, everything is free, and the Guardian headquarters will hold a large cocktail party every day.

Warm hospitality.

Moreover, Dongfang Sansan Club personally hosted the last reception and addressed all the family members.

Dongfang Sansan's meaning is very simple: let all the heroic mothers and family members feel at ease and calm down before going back.

Everyone is very grateful for the military advisor's kindness.

Although the work at the Guardian Headquarters has increased a lot and has become much busier, everyone is busy but feels happy. Everyone feels that the busyness during this period is full of a special meaning.

…

But at the headquarters of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church, it's completely different.

In the entire square, except for the senior leaders of the Solipsistic Orthodox Church and the geniuses who need to enter, there is no outsider.

There were no family members accompanying him, but everyone had a look of enthusiasm on their faces.

Because this is a real opportunity to transform life, especially for those top geniuses from small and medium-sized families, they know how difficult it is for them to get to this point, so they are even more hopeful for this opportunity.

As long as you survive from this, your life will be different!

Isn’t it right to fight with your life and fight? If you don’t go in and fight outside, isn’t it just to fight with your life?

They have only known one thing since they were young: even if they want to eat one more steamed bun in the family, they need to be better than other brothers and sisters!

The moment when the light curtain and beam of light descended.

Everyone's eyes burst out with bright light.

Fang Che turned around and glanced at Ding Juran, only to see a solemn murderous intent in the dull gourd's eyes.

When he was approaching here, Ding Juran secretly gave him a bunch of things: "Here!"

Fang Che: "What is it? Please introduce each item in detail."

Ding Ziran had a straight face and could only introduce: "The inner elixir, meat, and skin are reserved for you."

"..." Fang Che was speechless.

So simple.

However, he could also feel that this boring gourd actually didn't want to give it.

After all, in this guy's eyes, the Night Demon is a heinous person. But seven people watched helplessly, but he had to give it up. Fang Che speculated that this guy was actually very unhappy.

But seeing him unhappy made Fang Che feel happy.

He put it away happily, and then asked: "Just a little bit?"

Ding Ziran's face twisted.

You are still too young!!

The light curtain descends.

Yan Nan roared: "What are you waiting for? Here lies your opportunity, your chance of transformation, your future, your future, and also the end of some people's lives!"

"Kill all the guardians! Kill all the Weasel Cult! Kill all other forces!"

"Solipsistic Orthodoxy, what is Solipsistic Orthodoxy? Solipsistic! Solitary!"

"Enter!"

Yan Nan shouted loudly.

Feng Yun laughed, taking the lead and stepping in with a fluttering figure.

Then came Yan Beihan, Feng Xing, Chen Yun and others, filing in.

Yan Nan, Sun Wutian and others were all watching from a high place, their eyes solemn.

Only the senior officials know that this time, it is an unprecedented tough battle for the Orthodox Church!

The higher-ups can't intervene at all, they can only rely on the people who got inside this time.

"There are 1,290 Saints, 76,000 Saint Kings, and nearly 230,000 Saint Kings!"

Yan Nan's thick eyebrows furrowed and he said thoughtfully: "This wave... our Were Orthodox Church should be the strongest."

"It is said that there are only 200,000 people on the Guardian side."

"In this case, there should be fewer other forces such as the Shen Weasel Cult!"

"Yes."

"Feng Yun is in charge and Xiao Han is mediating, so the problem shouldn't be big. But there will be other factions inside... Feng Yun and Xiao Han are suitable for command. If they want to kill people, it would be Night Demon and others."

Yan Nan said softly: "This wave of killings depends on people like Night Demon."

Sun Wutian said: "This kid should be able to kill a lot."

"This wave is different from the plan to raise Gu to become a god." Yan Nan said lightly: "Including our own people who entered, the more Night Demons kill, the better!"

He narrowed his eyes and said, "I don't care about the dead. I don't care how many people die."

"Even if only one person dies in the end, as long as this one is the Orthodox One, it is victory!"

Yan Nan's voice was full of murderous intent.

Sun Wutian said speechlessly: "The only one left to die? Fifth brother, your granddaughter is also in there."

Yan Nan glanced at Sun Wutian with a sharp look and said through a message: "Shut up!"

Sun Wutian touched his mouth and stopped talking.

The crowds of people entered the light pillar one after another and disappeared.

Finally, we arrived at Fangche.

Fang Che drew his sword in his hand, and suddenly the dragon roared and the tiger roared.

Everyone looked at him sideways, this guy actually drew his sword right now?

But Fang Che had already entered. He vaguely felt that someone was rising in front of him, and he could also feel that Ding Juran was stepping in behind him.

But then his body became lighter, an extremely obvious sense of rising came, and then he knew nothing.

Everyone will enter one after another.

In a corner outside the venue, Mo Wangma Qianli looked up at the light curtain with envy on his face.

…

When Fang Che woke up, before he even opened his eyes, he felt a long voice echoing in his mind.

"In the blink of an eye, hundreds of years pass; one flower, one world, one lifetime, one dream. On the battlefield in the sky, the stars are the generals; the gods are the bait, and the eternal night is the emperor."

"When you wake up from a dream, the vicissitudes of life are easy to change but difficult to escape; in this life, you will live without regrets, and a man will reach his peak until death; the road has three thousand winds and rains, and there are two places of life and death in Yin and Yang; one truth and one illusion can be distinguished from truth and falsehood, and one person has one life.

A gust of wind."

The sound was long and lingering, as if coming from the farthest place. It was a mumble, but it had an inexplicable sense of clarity.

I couldn't help but murmured: "This poem is really full of grooves. A man reaches his peak until death... Tsk, there are so many women coming in. It's like you are blind and you don't see it?"

But he also understood one thing: this time, it will be a hundred years!

Thinking of this number, Fang Che felt... Tsk, this is really a bit unexpected.

Then I felt something soft under my body, and when I opened my eyes, I found that I was lying on the grass. The soft grass was several feet deep.

Lift your body softly.

"This treatment is much better than when you entered the Yin and Yang Realm."

Fang Che was actually a little satisfied.

Just lie there and start to mobilize your spiritual energy.

"……Grass!"

Fang Che was completely speechless.

"This is not as good as the Yin and Yang Realm!"

Fang Che cursed angrily.

When I was in the Yin and Yang Realm, I at least retained a little foundation for myself, but these three worlds turned out to be completely starting from scratch.
To be continued...