Lord of the Night

Fang Che felt somewhat unsatisfied.

What he didn't know was that Duan Xiyang and Sun Wutan were actually working on annotations, and very seriously.

Of course, what is even more unknown is that Yan Nan actually commented on it. But because of something, he suddenly got angry and slapped it to pieces...

This benefit has been cancelled.

Wuling Gu suddenly prompted: "News has arrived."

When I opened the communication jade, it turned out to be Feng Yun.

"Night Demon, the speed is too slow."

Fang Che quickly opened the reply: "Mr. Yun means..."

Feng Yun: "Why haven't you replied in half an hour?"

This reason is even more perfect.

"oh oh."

Feng Yun understood what he meant and said, "It doesn't matter if the method is more radical."

"Young Master Yun is not being sarcastic, is he?" Fang Che asked, "We have killed quite a few in the past few days."

"Kill more!"

Feng Yun said: "Don't just kill one lineage, kill them in a circle!"

"OK."

Fang Che sighed. He killed so many people, but the victim still complained that it was too slow.

This is really... speechless.

Feng Yun was of course anxious. These branches were of no use at all: they had already started a rebellion and were trying to drag the main branch of the Feng family into the water. What was the point of keeping them?

For Feng Yun, it is better to kill them all.

After all, the main branch of the Feng family is embarrassed to take action themselves. As a super big family, they cannot bear the reputation of being abandoned after the rabbit is dead and the birds are gone.

"One more thing, you have to stay calm."

Feng Yun said: "Your Night Demon Cult has disappeared collectively. Even Feng Yi and Feng Er have lost their trace."

"ah?"

Fang Che was stunned.

How could such a thing happen?

He hurriedly asked, "What's going on?"

Feng Yun was also confused and furious.

Ever since the day Feng Yifeng and Er escorted Ding Jieran and others away, Feng Yun didn't take it seriously and just waited for Feng Yifeng and Er to come back and report.

On the third night.

Feng Yi sent a message: "Master, we have reached Hengduan Mountain and are close to the outskirts of the Forest of All Spirits. We are about to go back."

Feng Yun instructed: "Go forward and escort them secretly for a while."

Obviously, it has changed from accompanying escort to secret escort.

Then two hours later, Feng Yi sent a message: "Sure enough, there was an ambush."

Then there was no movement.

Feng Yun sent messages repeatedly to inquire, but there was no response at all.

Until today, Feng Yun discovered that the message he sent to Feng Er could not be sent.

Unable to send, that is dead!

This shocked Feng Yun completely!

Feng Er is dead!

A Saint King master just died like that?

Since he could no longer be contacted, every time I sent a message, I sent it in two separate envelopes.

Nowadays, the first-cover letters can still be sent out, but there is no reply, while the second-cover letters have been completely cut off.

Before contacting Fang Che, Feng Yun had already reported to Yan Nan, and then with Yan Nan's permission, he sent out seven groups of people in succession and set up a dragnet in Shenjing.

Every entrance in the sky and underground was monitored - if the people who killed Ding Jieran and others were from the noble families of Shenjing who had left, they would definitely come back.

During this period of time, any super master who returned to Shenjing could not escape suspicion!

After listening to Feng Yun's explanation, Fang Che's face completely sank.

It seems that these people in Shenjing couldn't find an opportunity to attack themselves, so they simply started to deal with Ding Jieran and others.

“Is anyone coming back now?”

"Not yet. After all, they haven't completed their campaign yet."

Feng Yun said: "But this time, they couldn't be contacted again. They must have gone to the same place where they couldn't be contacted last time. Ye Mo, you must have known this. Where is it?"

"Forbidden Land!"

Fang Che immediately replied: "Last time they went to the lowest reaches of the forbidden land and hid there. They also encountered a powerful monster dragon, ox, and dragon that was dying there, so their cultivation level improved greatly."

Feng Yun said: "Okay, I will send someone to search in that direction immediately."

"Is this wave of Shenjing's dragnet concealed?" Fang Che asked.

"Besides me, only Vice-Chief Master Yan knows."

"That's good. If you know who did it, please let me know, Young Master Yun."

"Don't worry, that's for sure."

Feng Yun was filled with murderous intent: "Now it's not just about your Night Demon Sect, it's also about me, Feng Yun!"

Feng Er is dead.

Feng Yun is almost crazy now.

This is the first time someone has attacked the Feng family in all these years!

And it's being fried both inside and outside.

Although he knew that it was still because of the Night Demon Cult, Feng Er died because of it after all. For Feng Yun, this was the first time in all these years, or should we say, the first time in his life that he had suffered such a great loss!

For this matter, Feng Yun has mobilized all the forces he can mobilize!

When the eldest son of the Only Orthodox Sect goes mad, the power he can mobilize is extremely terrifying.

Although he remained calm when talking to Fang Che, Feng Yun's heart was already exploding!

"Night Demon, you keep busy. When I'm free, I'll go drink with you. Haha."

Feng Yun immediately cut off the communication.

Fang Che looked at the last two words "Haha" and could almost see Feng Yun's madness at this moment.

"They are so willing to invest so much money that even Feng Er is dead. Who did this?"

Fang Che frowned.

Send messages to Ding Jieran, Niu Baizhan, Yang Jiuchen, Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia respectively.

I found that the message could be sent, but there was no reply.

Just like Mo Wangma Qianli.

I felt a little relieved: it seemed that no one was dead.

They were either trapped, hiding in a forbidden area, or simply caught.

Fang Che felt a chill in his heart.

early morning.

Everyone in the courtroom clearly felt that the chief judge was a little different today. Although he was still silent and indifferent, the murderous aura around him was obviously much stronger.

Sure enough, everyone's feeling was correct.

Fang Che went on a killing spree today.

The reason is simple.

"There are too many prisoners, we have to clean up the cells!"

Then he kept throwing out kill orders.

"Kill these fifty people!"

"Kill these three hundred people!"

"Kill these seven hundred people!"

"This... kill!"

Three thousand people were killed in one morning!

The corpses piled up like mountains.

The water pipes running down from outside the main trial hall were all flowing bright red today.

The fishy smell rose into the sky and spread for dozens of miles.

The people watching on the street outside all looked pale.

At the bottom of the drainage canal, in the underground passage, there was a group of people waiting for the red blood to flow out. Although there was more water in it, because water was needed to wash away the blood, the amount of clean water was of course tens or hundreds of times more than the blood.

These people put all the blood in buckets.

Everyone looked excited.

Because this blood is a priceless treasure to them.

Because all of this blood is the blood of the Holy Emperor, and even some of it is the blood of the Holy Lord. This blood contains enormous energy, which is helpful for cultivation.

They just don't have the channels to get the bodies of the dead in the Feng family. Otherwise, they would have used those bodies.

Because the corpse contains greater energy!

I have to say that in any industry, there is only worse, not the worst. There is only more disgusting, not the most disgusting.

There is no lower limit in any industry.

To achieve their goals, they would not even spare the corpses.

And this kind of dark corner still exists even in the solipsistic church full of demons! It still exists!

One day, Jiang Ning was exhausted.

At night, he went on strike: "I'm taking a break! Let Mr. Sun take care of it. Huhuhu..."

In desperation, Sun Wutan had to take over.

There is no other way. The person being tried now is from the Feng family, so we must have soul-searching information and evidence. If it were an ordinary family, we would just kill him, and if it was the wrong person, it would be the wrong person.

But the Feng family, the head of the nine major families, cannot do this.

So even though soul-searching is the cruelest punishment, it is necessary.

Sun Wutian was also impatient, but there was really nothing he could do. Even Yan Nan couldn't kill the people of the Feng family for no reason, let alone the people below?

But at the end of the night.

Fang Che issued a truly inspiring order.

"Bring Feng Wu here for questioning and detain him!"

This young master of the Feng family's direct lineage had been in the prison of the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect and had not come to the main trial hall.

Now, when Fang Che issued this order, everyone understood one thing: there was solid evidence, and they had to take action against the young master of the Feng family.

The case of the Feng family villa has finally come to the point of real wrestling.

It is impossible to use soul search on Feng Wu. I wonder how this notoriously cruel chief judge will interrogate him?

Fang Che was also full of curiosity about the most mysterious young master of the Feng family. Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan had talked about this in the Three Worlds.

After reuniting with Feng Yun, Feng Yun mentioned it countless times.

Fang Che still remembers the pity and love in Feng Yun's eyes every time he mentioned his most pitiful brother.

"There should be hope for Xiao Wu's leg this time."

Holding the Seven-Star Heart Berry, Feng Yun's face was full of joy when he said this.

Now, something like this has happened to Feng Wu. I wonder how Feng Yun feels?

Fang Che thought about communicating with the Five Spirit Gu and contacting Feng Yun.

early morning.

The sun has just risen.

Zhou Changchun and others escorted Feng Wu to the main trial hall.

The young master of the Feng family was not wearing any shackles or anything like that. He came all the way in a wheelchair, and Zhou Changchun and others who escorted him looked like his followers.

The bearing of a noble family is undoubtedly demonstrated.

Although he is a prisoner, his temperament is still superior.

Fang Che was dressed in a black robe and stood with his hands behind his back in the shadow under the eaves of the main trial hall.

His eyes were like those of a hawk as he looked at Feng Wu who was sitting in a wheelchair.

I thought of the conversation I had just had with Feng Yun.

"Tomorrow Feng Wu will be interrogated. What advice do you have for me, Young Master Yun?"

Feng Yun did not reply. After a long while, he said, "Just handle it impartially."

Fang Che said, "I suggest that Young Master Yun should stay hidden and listen in. This way, I won't have to make a special report."

Feng Yun knew that Ye Mo was not doing this to save energy, but was because of the pressure from the Feng family's direct bloodline.

In addition, this is truly the time to unravel the mysteries in your heart.

"good!"

Feng Yun agreed.

"In my study, the incense of chaotic souls has been lit."

Fang Che's words made Feng Yun silent for a moment before he said, "Okay."

In the darkest time of the second half of the night, Feng Yun had avoided all surveillance and arrived at the main trial hall without anyone noticing.

Now, waiting.

Feng Wu's wheelchair arrived in front of Fang Che.

Feng Wu slowly raised his head, his handsome face was 80% similar to Feng Yun.

His eyes were like two deep pools, staring at Fang Che quietly, and he said calmly: "Are you the Night Demon?"

"good."

Fang Che said calmly: "I am Ye Mo, the chief judge of the main trial hall."

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"The Chief Judge's Hall... hehe... the Chief Judge."

Feng Wu smiled faintly and said, "Have you killed quite a few?"

"Four or five thousand."

"Well done."

Feng Wu praised: "Is the evidence of rebellion solid?"

"We still need you, Wu Shao, to fill in the last link."

Fang Che said calmly.

"Little fog? Ha, little fog."

Feng Wu said calmly: "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Since Wu Shao has arrived, there is naturally no need to wait."

Fang Che waved his hand and said, "Please invite Master Wu to my study. I want to talk to Master Wu alone first."

Zhou Changchun: "Yes, sir!"

Feng Wu did not refuse. Zhou Changchun lifted up the wheelchair, but he kept looking at Fang Che's face. He said calmly, "Hurry up. I am not very patient."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wu."

Fang Che said calmly: "I won't let you down."

study.

Long before Feng Wu came in, Fang Che had already lit the odorless and odorless soul-disturbing incense behind the screen wall in an invisible corner.

In order to avoid not having enough, Fang Che even ordered three at once.

When Fang Che came in, he saw Feng Wu sitting in a wheelchair with his shoulders straight, not moving at all.

Even when no one is around, he still maintains good manners.

Fang Che waved his hand.

With a swish, he threw out several soundproof barriers and chuckled, "Don't worry, Master Wu. Our conversation today is not an interrogation. It's just a normal conversation. I promise that no one will know about it."

Feng Wu said lightly: “I seem to smell the scent of Feng Yun here.”

"Mr. Yun?"

Fang Che was stunned: "The Chief Court is interrogating the Feng family, how could Young Master Yun be present?"

Feng Wu did not answer.

He just looked at Fang Che with suspicion.

Fang Che remained expressionless as he looked back at him.

Feng Wu suddenly said, "Feng Yun, if you want to listen, why don't you come out and listen? Is it fun to be so sneaky?"

No one answered.

Fang Che looked at him and shouted with a smile, as if he was looking at a clown.

Doesn't prevent.

After a long time, Feng Wu gave up and confirmed that Feng Yun was not here. He looked at Fang Che with cold eyes and said lightly: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Of course, it's about your rebellion."

Fang Che said calmly: "Moreover, discussing this here is also to give face to Deputy Chief Master Feng Du. You understand this, Master Wu."

Feng Wu's eyes revealed mockery: "Feng Du? What face does he have? Does he have face? How come I don't know?"

"Mr. Wu is really funny."

Fang Che dragged his chair over and sat opposite him, two feet away from Feng Wu.

Feng Wu looked at him calmly and said sarcastically, "My Dantian has been sealed, you don't need to be so alert."

Fang Che said calmly: "I'm mainly afraid that Master Wu will spit in my face."

Feng Wu laughed sarcastically: "The presiding judge still doesn't understand the Feng family's tutor."

Fang Che said: "The Feng family's education is just like this. Didn't a main branch rebel anyway?"

Feng Wu narrowed his eyes.

“Actually, I don’t quite understand.”

Fang Che said: "Young Master Wu is a direct descendant of the main lineage, a noble family. Although his legs are not good for walking, his life can be considered smooth..."

When he said this, Feng Wu's expression turned sarcastic and condescending again.

So Fang Che immediately changed the subject: "Of course, what I don't understand the most is that with Mr. Wu's two legs like this, there must be a lot of inconveniences in his life, right?"

"What do you want to say?" Feng Wu's face darkened, and he said calmly, "Do you want to provoke me? After irritating me, you want to get information out of me? Ye Mo, I advise you to give up this idea. This young master is not someone who can be easily angered."

"Really?" Fang Che smiled.

"I have been disabled for so many years. If I were so easily angered, I would have died of anger long ago."

Feng Wu said calmly, "I don't care about life or death, what can humiliation do to me? You, the chief judge, have gone mad if you anger me."

"Please calm down, Master Wu. I don't have any other intentions."

Fang Che said, "I'm just curious. With Mr. Wu's legs like this, what should he do if he wants to pee?"

Feng Wu's expression changed.

“Is peeing affected?”

Fang Che asked sincerely, "Also, is your function as a man still OK?"

Anger spurted out of Feng Wu's eyes.

"What should we do when Wu Shao is taking a shit? Can't we just hold it up with our two legs? I don't think we can hold it up."

Fang Che said with great concern: "If there is a hole in the wheelchair, when you poop, you just need to pull out the plate, take off your pants and do it. It seems like a solution... But sitting in a wheelchair, it's not very convenient to wipe it yourself, right?"

"Need someone to help you?"

Fang Che asked, "Is that so?"

As he said this, he took a piece of paper and placed it on his hand, making a gesture of turning his face away with a look of disgust as if he wanted to vomit but was stretching his hand under the wheelchair to wipe it.

Feng Wu's rage could no longer be contained.

"I have to say that being a servant in front of Master Wu is quite difficult..."

Fang Che sighed: "Others say dirty work or tiring work, which is usually just a description, but around Wu Shao, it is truly worthy of the name."

"And it's really dirty. In addition to serving Wu Shao food and drink, I also have to help him pee and poop, and occasionally I have to wipe his clams."

"Of course I have to clean up Mr. Wu's ass."

At this point, Fang Che suddenly laughed strangely: "Others say that wiping one's ass is just dealing with the aftermath of things, but the wiping of one's ass on Wu Shao's side is really a pile of shit."

“Night Demon!!”

Feng Wu was furious and roared, "You are looking for death! You are looking for death!"

Don’t say Feng Wu couldn’t help it.

Even Feng Yun, who was listening nearby, almost couldn't help himself.

Night Demon is a really mean guy.

It's really... too hurtful.

"Master Wu, are you angry already?"

Fang Che said calmly: "Where is your self-restraint? Have you fed it to the dogs?"

Feng Wuqi's mouth was foaming with white foam, and his eyes were almost cracked: "Night Demon! Remember this! Remember this day! I will not let you go! I swear!"

"Why, Master Wu doesn't want to talk about this topic?"

Fang Che said calmly: "Then let's talk about your rebellion. Can I know the cause? Because I don't believe that a well-grown child would suddenly become mentally ill and crazy. There must be a reason."

Feng Wu cursed fiercely: "Damn it..."

I just said half of it.

Bang!

Fang Che slapped him on the face, making a crisp sound.

Then he grabbed his lips with one hand, and with a little force, he lifted up the disabled thin body, leaned over and said lightly: "Feng Wu, I warn you first, if it's just a verbal exchange, I can still give you some dignity. But if you say insulting words, I can't control myself!"

"Your so-called noble status is worthless in front of me! Do you understand?"

Feng Wu never expected that he would dare to hit him.

And this grab was extremely narrow.

Grab him by the face.

He grabbed his lips and nose, pinched them and lifted them up.

His cultivation was sealed and he was unable to resist, his eyeballs almost bulged out.

Fang Che grabbed him like this, lifted him up from the wheelchair, and hung him in the air. He watched Feng Wu's nosebleed seep out from between his fingers, and said lightly, "Do you understand?"

Feng Wu couldn't speak, but his eyes were angry.

"If you don't understand, I'll take off your pants."

Fang Che looked into his eyes and said calmly: "After that, let's have a good discussion about your chopstick-like legs! And your useless thing!"

"I wouldn't mind. Misty!"

Fang Che looked at Feng Wu's eyes with cold and cruel eyes, watching his eyes change from extreme anger to extreme grief and embarrassment.

Fang Che's eyes did not move, and he asked calmly, "Do you understand?"

Feng Wu wanted to nod, but couldn't, and his eyes turned deathly gray.

As soon as Fang Che loosened his grip, Feng Wu fell into the wheelchair like a piece of rotten meat with a plop.

Panting heavily.

Fang Che casually shook out a white towel and slowly wiped the blood off his hands. After wiping them clean, he threw it into Feng Wu's hands: "Wipe it off, Third Young Master Feng!"

There was still Feng Wu's blood on the white towel.

And it was used by Fang Che.

Feng Wu held the towel with one skinny hand, his veins exposed.

He was panting heavily.

His eyes were gazing at Fang Che's face like they were spitting fire. If looks could kill, Fang Che would probably have been ground into dust by now!

He stared for a long while before finally lowering his eyes to look at the white towel in his hand.

Bloodstained.

That's my own blood!

Fang Che completely abandoned his previous kindness, put his hands behind his back, looked down at the white towel with a hawk-like gaze.

If Feng Wu dared to throw it, Fang Che could send him flying three feet with just one slap!

He was prepared for this.

Feng Wu clearly wanted to throw it, but in the end, he held back.

He took a white towel and wiped the blood from his face.

While wiping it, he said coldly: "It seems that the chief judge is sure that you have me in your hands today?"

Fang Che said coldly: "Mr. Wu, a man's life is nothing more than living a face. Here, this face, I can give it to you, but I can also tear it away! You heard it right, I am threatening you!"

"Besides, you can only accept my threats."

"Because I can also strip you of your pants and hang you on a flagpole. If you don't believe me, just try it."

Fang Che smiled: "You know, I am the Night Devil."

"So what about Night Demon?" Feng Wu said coldly. But he regretted it as soon as he said it.

"The Night Demon can't do anything."

Fang Che said coldly: "My Night Demon cultivation is low, and I currently have enemies everywhere in Shenjing. There are millions of them, and their heads can fly away at any time! So, others may not dare to offend your Feng family, but I, the Night Demon, am not afraid. There is nothing to be afraid of."

"The only thing I rely on is my position and cultivation."

"But these are nothing in the eyes of the higher-ups, or in the eyes of your nine major families. So I could lose everything at any time."

Fang Che said calmly: "The only thing that allows me to move forward and save my life is this fearless spirit! So I must maintain this spirit and persist in it, Wu Shao, don't you agree?"