At this time, Fang Ming had already returned to Anchang.

At night, Fang Ming held a wine pot and drank alone at the moon.

But my mind was not on the scenery, and I looked at Wenchang's direction with a serious expression.

"Wenchang's territory, bloody sky, there will be a war, and there will be heavy casualties!" Fang Ming said to himself.

This is also consistent with the news brought back by the God of Sun Travel.

Zhu Shiliu has been unwilling to be lonely recently. During the Xin'an War, he captured Dingyuan County and opened up the road to Wenchang Prefecture City. Seeing that the people of Wenchang Prefecture City were about to suffer a military robbery!

"This Zhu Shiliu is quite ambitious! If he hadn't been enmeshed by Qianlong's general situation, he would have achieved great achievements!"

Fang Ming commented lightly that he was also influenced by the Qianlong trend before, but since Song Yu defeated Li Rubi, he could feel that the power of the world around him has been greatly reduced. Now, the Qianlong trend and Fang Ming's clampdown have been greatly weakened.

"Huh?" Fang Ming discovered again, in his supernatural power of looking at the qi.

A red light rose from the direction of Linjiang, like a rainbow, faintly carrying the roar of a dragon, towards Wenchang.

"It seems that Li Rubi is not willing to be lonely and wants to get a hand in it!" Fang Ming smiled and drank another glass.

Dingdong!!!

The sound of the ringing pendant sounded, pleasant and pleasant. With the clear sound, a beautiful woman slowly walked over.

This beautiful woman is dressed in gorgeous clothes, has a gentle body, fair skin, and beautiful appearance. She is actually a stunning person!

"Master! The night is so hot, please go back to the house to rest for a while! I happened to have a few more songs and dances..." The beauty persuaded.

"Haha! I am the body of a god. How could I get cold?" Fang Ming looked at the bright moon in the sky and said with a faint smile.

"I've been worrying too much... I've been in the sun for more than ten years, but I still think I'm in the sun!" The beauty looked confused and seemed to remember something.

Fang Ming stepped forward, holding on to the beautiful man's wrist, reflecting the moonlight, almost like a beautiful jade.

"Manyun, I don't know much about your family affairs, so I will talk about it in detail!"

Fang Ming played with Man Yun's wrists. A red cloud appeared on Man Yun's face. When he heard Fang Ming's words, his jade hand shrank slightly.

"I have already reported to the master before. I think it's because of the nobles' work... I am a native of Wenchang. I have assets in my family and have passed on my family through poetry and books. I am weak and sick since I was young. When I visited my aunt in Anchang, I accidentally got sick but couldn't help... Fortunately, I met my husband in there..."

When Man Yun said this, his eyes were staring at Fang Ming, full of admiration.

"Where, you are both talented and proficient in singing and dancing. I am very happy with you by your company!" Fang Ming smiled and raised Manyun's chin with one hand. He admired Manyun's shattered skin and said warmly.

"I have nothing else to do, I wish to serve my husband with my own beauty..." The red color on the beauty's face spread to her jade neck.

"What a lovely person!" Fang Ming hugged Manyun in his arms and asked, "Do you know why I have many wives and concubines, but I love you the most?"

Man Yun leaned halfway against Fang Ming's shoulder and said softly: "I think I know how to advance and retreat, and how to know the general..."

Fang Ming laughed: "Not only that, but also. You are the one who sent you from Baiyun Temple, so how could I be negligent?"

As soon as this statement came out, it was shocking!

This Man Yun, Fang Ming's favorite concubine for more than ten years, was actually the secret son set up by Bai Yunguan!

Moreover, Fang Ming seemed to have known it for a long time, but he has been causing it without causing any trouble.

"Sir, what Baiyun Temple..." Manyun's body stiffened, and then he wanted to break free from Fang Ming's arms.

Fang Ming exerted force in his hand, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Which line of Baiyun Temple are you from?" Fang Ming asked, as if he had already determined that Manyun was a person from Baiyun Temple.

Manyun is a smart woman. Judging from Fang Ming's expression, he knew that no matter how to distinguish, it would be useless. A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I am a disciple of Baiyun Temple, but I have not started. My father is a disciple of the Yu generation and belongs to the lineage of Qingxu Zhenren."

"You are unable to do anything, and it seems that you have sacrificed a lot to lurk." After practicing Taoism, the ghosts transformed into are different from ordinary people. You can see at a glance, but Manyun is no different from ordinary people.

"It's just a waste of meridians and breaking the Qihai Tianmen." Although Man Yun was calm and clear on the surface, his slightly trembling body betrayed her.

This cultivator has nullified his magic power, and is no different from ordinary people. However, the pain when scattering his skills is almost like cutting into pieces.

Manyun raised his head stubbornly and looked at Fang Ming: "What will you do with me, sir?"

Fang Ming shook his head slightly, "Although you have been lurking for many years, you have not harmed me. What crime is there?"

Manyun smiled bitterly: "I was not supervising my life, and it was a heinous crime to die in a real person! I wonder when did the lord discover it?"

"I knew it from the beginning." Fang Ming said lightly: "I wanted to keep it, just to impose a false letter, to gain benefits."

"But as I have recently realized my thoughts, I disdain this and instead reduce my own situation!"

This means that Baiyun Temple has no formula to use the strategy!

Yes, when something happens, you just crush it. Even though you have more strength than you, you still have to do some conspiracy, but your value has dropped sharply.

This is also inconsistent with the god's own grand meaning. Fang Ming has recently achieved more and more importantly, as his cultivation level improves, the general trend of the Qianlong has weakened, and he only feels that his every move will go well.

It has gradually come to what Confucius said in his previous life, and he does not go beyond the rules.

As Fang Ming said, Manyun's heart gradually sinks. As a result, her for more than ten years of endurance of humiliation is almost like a joke.

The blood on his face disappeared, "Sir, I will give you instructions at this time, and I will ask for instructions!"

"Sure enough, Congying!" Fang Ming exclaimed, "You go and notify the person behind you, and I say that I like you very much and let you stay here. Also, I am willing to work with Baiyun Temple to help Song Yu climb to the extreme!"

Man Yunxiu's mouth opened slightly and stayed there.

Then he was furious: "Why should I spend my time with you sir?"

"Haha..." Fang Ming laughed and kissed the jade man's face: "You look down on yourself too much. When I see you, I have also given you a soul to my soul. I can't help myself! Since Baiyun Temple has given such beautiful colors, how can I not accept it without laughing?"

If you want it, just go and get it.

Fang Ming admires Manyun's beauty and keeps him by his side. Who can stop him?

Manyun blushed and said reluctantly: "I'll go and send a message now..." She was still in Fang Ming's arms and could not get out of it.

Fang Ming smiled and bit Manyun's earlobe: "Tonight, you come to bed!"

After Manyun's ear beads were red and bloody, he let go. Manyun ran away like a frightened deer.

Fang Ming looked at Manyun's back with a smile on his face.

If Fang Ming was a mortal, then Man Yun would not be with him, and would only cause disaster.

But the dark world is different, and the great power of the gods belongs to themselves.

Every difference in strength is different.

Fang Ming, even if he stands there, Ren Manyun can't hurt any cold hair.

He also has the magical power of looking at the energy. If he is hostile, he can quickly discover that he is not afraid of the other party's attack, so he stays Manyun by his side.

Now it seems that this woman is also smart and has no bad ideas.

There was a contact person in the middle of Baiyun Temple, which was also good. Fang Ming touched his chin and thought lightly.

...

At the same time, Song Yu, in the Xin'an Jiedu Mansion, wrote a letter soon after, and only after the pen was dry, he would put it in the envelope.

"You send this letter to Jianye Baiyun Temple!"

Song Yu handed the letter to a man, who was wearing a Taoist robe, in his thirties or forties, holding a whisk, which was quite a bit of Taoist intention.

This is a newly resigned monk, whose Taoist name is Feng Xian, has the cultivation level of a master, and his luck is pure. He is the leader of the "Sanyuan Mountain" of a casual cultivator sect.

Taoist Feng Xian took it respectfully, lowered his head and asked, "Lord, my subordinates don't know where Baiyun Mountain Gate is, so they can only be sent to the vicinity of the General Temple, which is probably a waste of time..."

"It's okay!" Song Yu smiled lightly and said that the Baiyun Mountain Gate was located.

Finally, he ordered: "You can just hand this letter to Baiyun Temple. No need to say anything else, go and reply quickly!"

"As for the order!" Feng Xian's eyes flashed with surprise, and he had a little more judgment on the lord's strength.

Before, when she saw Song Yu defeating Qianlong, who was appointed by Bai Yunguan, Feng Xian Zhenren was so moved that she wanted to defect to her and gain luck.

Now I saw that the lord even knew about Baiyun Mountain Gate. This was a secret. How did Song Yu know? Feng Xian took advantage of the salute and glanced at it. He saw that the golden energy was full of the hall, and the dragon was flying. He couldn't help but feel unfathomable and quickly retreated.

After leaving the hall, he breathed a lot. Song Yulong's aura was majestic, almost like a mountain, which made Feng Xian feel a little inconvenient to breathe. Now when he was outside, his chest was just a piece, which was much more refreshing.

"Human fortune is indeed extraordinary. The lord has this phenomenon and will definitely be of great importance in the future!" Feng Xian said in his heart, and hurriedly set off and rushed to Jianye to deliver a letter.

In the hall, when Feng Xian went out, only one person was transferred out behind the screen.

Feng Xian was here just now, and with his cultivation level as a master, he didn’t even notice it!

"What do you think of this person?" Song Yu asked casually as he played with the paperweight on his hand.

"The Taoist Feng Xian is also famous in Wu Nan. This time he defected to gain some luck and support his practice, which is not a big deal."

This man's voice is slim and he is actually a woman.

He is also dressed as a Taoist priest, and he is the Taoist Shuilian!

"Yeah!" Song Yu nodded.

"It's the lord, what did you write to Baiyunguan in the letter? Shui Lian was very curious?" Taoist Shui Lian smiled. After defeating Li Rubi, the clouds pressing on her heart also dissipated a lot. At this time, the whole person had a lively vitality, and Song Yu's eyes moved.

"It's nothing, it means that I admire the master of Qingxu's magical power and proficient in classics. I specially sent someone to send letters to ask him to come and assist him!" Song Yu smiled lightly, but his words were shocking.

"Can this happen?" Shui Lian asked halfway, covering her Xiu's mouth.

This lord is indeed a natural and imaginative person in his work. He just had a big battle with Baiyunguan and wanted to recruit him.

Shui Lian still didn't know the details of that day. If she knew that Song Yu had forced one of the other person to death, she would probably even stare out.
Chapter completed!