Lord of the night.

Chapter 1041 Feng Yun Goes Crazy [Additional Update for the Alliance Leader with the Digital Account Ending with 4261]

The full golden-horned dragon burped and went back to continue scaring Tianxin Five-petal Orchid.

It is worth mentioning that after the little girl, the medicine spirit of the Tianxin Five-petal Orchid, entered Fang Che's spiritual space and was excitedly bound to his spiritual consciousness, she found that the ghost that almost scared her half to death had also followed her in.

And he seemed to be very familiar with all the spirits here.

The little medicine spirit was suddenly dumbfounded.

"I've been fooled! They are in the same group!"

The little medicine spirit was extremely angry, but now she couldn't get out no matter what. When Fang Che's consciousness went in, the little medicine spirit puffed up its face like a steamed bun and ignored you!
Bad guy!

Fang Che tried to comfort her in every way, but it still didn't work.

On the other hand, Qijie Yilian was very friendly to him and had even begun to fawn on him.

The Supreme True Cloud was once again sandwiched between the three small iron pieces, and began the familiar movements: friction, friction, friction, friction...

Three small pieces of iron sandwiched the Supreme True Cloud in the middle, and then the three pieces of iron squirmed together.

This shape is simply...unbearable to look at.

Fang Che took just one look and quickly looked away.

Didn't see it.

He thought of three big men ravaging a cough cough cough at the same time...

Seeing that Tianxin Five-petal Orchid was still angry, Fang Che ignored her and left the spiritual space.

As soon as he left, the Tianxin Five-petal Orchid came up to Wushang Zhenyun and Qijie Yilian, shaking its petals and began to communicate.

While being ravaged, Wushang Zhenyun was communicating comfortably.

The Seven Realms One Lotus stretched out a petal and placed it on the top small iron sheet very considerately, pushing it hard, just like pushing a buttocks...

Friction, friction, friction, friction...

The spiritual medicines are communicating.

The Five Tiger Generals continued to shrink their bodies, placing their sharpest sides on the eagle-beak hammer and chisel, and performed the same movements: rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing...

early morning.

The headquarters of the only orthodox religion.

high places.

There was an armchair over there, and Yan Beihan sat in it comfortably.

Next to them are Bi Yunyan, Feng Xue, and Chen Xue.

The three girls were sitting around Yan Beihan, on a slightly smaller chair.

Bi Yunyan and Yan Beihan sat opposite each other, while Feng Xue and Chen Xue could only sit behind Yan Beihan on one side.

It’s not because of their low status, but... Chen Xue and Feng Xue are now stinking!

During the battle yesterday, although they covered their mouths and noses in time, the stench did not let them go!

Even though I try my best to get rid of it, apply perfume powder and swallow spiritual liquid, but... every inch of my flesh stinks, even my meridians and internal organs stink!
Chen Xue even slept in a separate room from Feng Yun last night. And it looks like this separation will continue for a while! At least twenty days.

There's nothing we can do, both of them stink!

If you sleep in the same bed...it's really more uncomfortable than sleeping in the same bed with your spouse.

But Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan were fine, as they were protected by the Night Demon who had broken through. The spiritual energy directly shielded them, and they threw away the stench with one hand...

Therefore, the fact that Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan are so fragrant now is what Chen Xue and Feng Xue are most jealous of!
If today's matter wasn't so serious that they had to come out and take charge, they wouldn't even plan to go out these days.

Miss Yan was dressed in red, her skirt fluttering in the strong wind, and her red silk scarf swaying along with her jet-black hair.

It was like a red cloud, a ball of flame.

Yan Beihan looked calm, as if he was indifferent to everything.

The posture is leisurely, just like sitting here and enjoying the scenery in the morning of spring.

Her eyes were looking at the sun that had just jumped out of the horizon. The outline of her pretty face was much softer than the rising sun.

Bi Yunyan and Chen Xuefengxue both looked at Yan Beihan with some envy.

It was just a casual gesture that formed the most beautiful picture. But they knew that if it were them, they would never be able to show such grace.

With such demeanor, there is only one Yan Beihan in the whole world, throughout the ages!

"Xiao Han, how do we get rid of this stench?" Chen Xue's face was distorted with worry. I am such a beautiful woman, but now I stink more than a toilet... What should I do?

"My grandfather and his people also had a similar experience. Don't you all know about it?"

Yan Beihan laughed and said, "They all wear loose robes and run wildly in the strong wind of the Nine Heavens... Basically, they only need to run wildly for about 20 days..."

Chen Xue and Feng Xue had distorted faces.

The problem is that all 100,000 people stink, and they all need to run forward. How can the two of us possibly run forward with them?

And I heard that the guardian Sun took off all his clothes and ran away...

Then there must be some people below who are running around naked today...what should we do then?

"What other options are there?"

“I’ve never heard of any other method.”

Bi Yunyan and Yan Beihan laughed together in gloating.

"..."

Feng Xue and Chen Xue's faces twisted at the same time.

Below, countless people gathered from all directions.

In the square below, they lined up neatly. Yan Beihan smiled faintly: "The Fengyun is about to begin. Yunyan, where's the tea?"

"Already prepared."

Bi Yunyan smiled, put out the tea sets, and started to brew tea smoothly.

Yan Beihan was half lying on the armchair comfortably, and chuckled: "Chen Xue, Feng Xue, you have been with Feng Yun for so long, guess what Feng Yun is going to do this time?"

Chen Xue hesitated for a moment and said, "If it's too harsh now, after all, so many people have just died. There are already fewer people now. If we kill more people, it will be disadvantageous for the future, right?"

Feng Xue also nodded and said, "I also think that my brother won't be too... too harsh. And my brother also said that he doesn't want too many people in our Wei Wo Zheng Sect to die. So I also feel that my brother should not kill anyone."

Yan Beihan sighed softly, squinted his eyes and looked at the morning glow in the distance, and said softly: "You... still underestimated Feng Yun. Feng Yun really considered everything for the overall situation, trying his best to do his best and try his best to bring everyone out safely."

"He does want to unite as many forces as possible and wants to be an upright leader. From these perspectives, what you said cannot be wrong."

Yan Beihan said calmly: "But you have overlooked one point. If you only try to appease others, you will not be a good leader."

"Feng Yun has always been gentle, just like a sword, with a hidden edge and sharpness. But today, I guess we will see the iron-blooded and cruel side of the first son of the Only Orthodox Church."

Yan Beihan made his conclusion.

The three girls seemed to be thinking about something.

Bi Yunyan's tea was also ready. She brought a cup to Yan Beihan, and then a cup each to Feng Xue and Chen Xue.

Yan Beihan took a sip and said with a faint smile: "Yunyan's tea art is getting better and better."

Bi Yunyan chuckled and said, "I have served you for seventy or eighty years, and finally I hear a word of praise from you."

The queue below is complete.

Everyone stood quietly in the cold morning wind.

But Feng Yun waited until the sun had fully risen before he slowly walked out.

The red magic mist rose, and the night demon came out.

In full view of everyone, Feng Yun, dressed in white clothes as white as snow, walked up to the platform step by step.

"Night Stalker!"

"My subordinate is here."

"Standing on the side of the platform, when I say kill, no matter who the target is, there will be no mercy!"

Feng Yun said lightly.

"I obey my orders."

Fang Che was covered in red mist, standing on the edge of a high platform, with demonic power raging and spreading across the sky.

Feng Yun ordered calmly: "Yucheng, Bai Kuang, Lingkong, Xi Yun, the law enforcement team will be on standby!"

"Yes!"

After some instructions, the atmosphere of Xiaosha in the venue became more and more intense.

The faces of countless people below turned pale.

Feng Yun slowly walked to the front of the stage, and his voice spread out and could be heard clearly from a hundred miles away.

"Originally, I was thinking about dealing with you guys when I got back last night."

He said calmly: "However, I still give you one night. Let you reflect on yourselves first, and then calm down. Think about what you have done."

Feng Yun's tone was not harsh.

It can even be considered mild.

But along with this gentle voice, a sharp aura was slowly gathering in the air.

Feng Yun slowly took out a booklet from his arms.

“I will announce some data to you.”

"Ninety-five years ago, we walked out of the headquarters of the Solitary Orthodoxy, with a total of 300,000 people. In the first wave of competition, the recorded deaths were 1,205 people."

"In the second God's Tomb, we died..."

Feng Yun announced the death toll in every treasure hunt over and over again.

Finally, he said, "As of yesterday, we had lost a total of 18,425 people!"

"With 300,000 people, there should be 281,575 left. Minus the 460 people who were never included in the gatherings and were considered missing. The total number of people we still have is 281,115!"

Feng Yun's calm and gentle voice spread out slowly, roaring between heaven and earth.

"Before I came in, I said that I would try to take all of you out alive."

"Before yesterday, I was even proud."

"Because even the guardians who were temporarily allied with us inside, the number of deaths this time was greater than ours. They died more than 20,000 people!"

"And the number of us who died inside was only over 18,000."

"We fought against the Guardian Alliance, fought desperately with the Divine Weasel Cult, and fought to the death with the Spirit Snake Cult. In ninety-five years, only more than eighteen thousand people died!"

"With an extremely small number of deaths, we have reduced the number of members of the Divine Weasel Sect and the Spirit Snake Sect by more than half! I think this is a big enough victory!"

"I am deeply saddened by the death of more than 18,000 people. But for the total number of people who came in, 300,000, I can totally bear this number of deaths. I believe you can bear it too!"

Feng Yun laughed twice.

The laughter was very cold.

"But yesterday's battle showed me a mob with no organization, no discipline, no shame, no persistence, no ability, and no integrity!"

Feng Yun said indifferently: "After yesterday's battle, plus the 15,000 people left in various garrisons, our total number has now dropped sharply from 281,115 to the current 100,200."

(End of this chapter)