Lord of the night.

Chapter 1093 Absolute Order [Two in One]

Fang Che's heart skipped a beat, and he asked hurriedly, "Do you have any evidence?"

"How can there be evidence for such a thing?"

Feng Wu said angrily.

"Back then, my mother was repeatedly ambushed and killed. It was probably Feng Nuan who colluded with the Divine Weasel to do it. The battle in which she was killed in the battle with the Guardian was also partly due to Feng Nuan's plan."

Feng Wu said fiercely: "You old bastard, I have avenged my mother! Although she didn't have good intentions when she gave birth to me, I actually avenged her. I have done my best."

Fang Che was very upset and said, "If it's revenge, why didn't you do it earlier? You had to be caught and forced to avenge your mother? What could you have done earlier?"

"Morning? I'm fine, why should I avenge her? She ran around pregnant and caused me a tragedy in my life, why should I avenge her?"

Feng Wu said confidently: "Shouldn't she apologize to me?"

Fang Che took a deep breath and didn't want to continue: "Anything else?"

"It's gone... probably gone. I'll tell you when I think of it later..."

Feng Wu held the last glass of wine in his hand, sipping it cherishingly, and said, "I just feel sorry for one thing now... I'm afraid I won't be able to do it in the future. I'm afraid it will become a big regret in my life."

"what's up?"

Fang Che asked.

"I've been thinking that after my legs are healed, I'll find a chance to play with the four beauties. Those are the four women I've always wanted to fuck."

Feng Wu's eyes were vicious, but full of longing and yearning: "The first one is of course Yan Beihan, but even if his leg is healed, there is no hope for him. The second one is Feng Xue, the third one is Bi Yunyan, and the fourth one is Chen Xue... These are the four beauties of the younger generation. I really want to fuck them!"

Fang Che couldn't help but said angrily: "Feng Xue is your sister!"

"So what? Can't we have sex?" Feng Wu said in surprise: "Don't worry, she can have sex. I'm not stopping her from giving birth!"

A voice said coldly: "But Chen Xue is now your sister-in-law, your eldest brother Feng Yun's woman."

Feng Wu pursed his lips and said with a click of the tongue: "Isn't that better? To cuckold a despicable villain like Feng Yun, the thought of it is really... "

Suddenly stunned.

The sound stopped.

He came to his senses and realized that this didn't seem to be the voice of the Night Demon.

He turned his head with a look of extreme shock.

Just then I saw Feng Yun.

Feng Yun now looked extremely miserable, and even Fang Che couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic when he saw it.

His face was pale, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were bloodshot, blood was coming out of the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were torn and covered in blood.

The wound on his leg was still bleeding, and as he walked, he left bloody footprints under his feet.

His eyes were red and swollen, with traces of tears.

Shock, numbness, shock, grief; even the sadness has faded. But the rage that surged up to the sky was like a substance!
"Big brother... Big brother?"

Feng Wu's hair stood on end. At this moment, he even smiled a familiar and affectionate smile: "Brother? When did you come..."

Feng Yun looked at Feng Wu's face with dark eyes, like two black holes without any emotion. He said in a hollow voice: "I came when you were not here yet."

Feng Wu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned to look at Fang Che, his eyes suddenly becoming cold and sharp: "Ye Mo! Are you fucking trying to trick me?"

"Trick you..."

Feng Yun had walked step by step to the front of his younger brother. Just when he was about to speak, he felt stars in front of his eyes, his throat felt sweet, and with a scream, a mouthful of blood sprayed all over Feng Wu's head and face.

For a moment, I felt dizzy and my limbs became weak.

He has been holding back his blood for too long!

"Master Yun!"

Fang Che screamed and went forward to support him.

Feng Yun's body was shaking violently. His anger had reached its peak and had completely overwhelmed his rationality, making him dizzy.

I can't even remember the curse words.

With his current level of cultivation as a Saint, he actually reached the point where he didn't even have the strength to hit someone and his whole body was limp.

His feet felt like they were stepping on cotton, his whole body hanging awkwardly on Fang Che's hand, and he was just gasping for breath.

It felt like a huge bellows was being pulled in my throat.

The 'roaring' sound made people worry that his throat had already been shattered.

Finally, he took a breath and spurted out another mouthful of blood.

"Seal the fog!!!"

Feng Yun shouted out in a voice that was extremely hoarse, and his trembling palm finally fell on Feng Wu’s face: "...Beast!!"

This slap was delivered in extreme anger, but it did not have much power.

Feng Yun was now so angry that he completely collapsed.

What kind of manners, cultivation, and overall vision... He was so angry that his mind was so confused that he couldn't even walk.

After the slap, he was so angry that he gasped for breath and cursed weakly: "Beast... Beast! Beast..."

Apart from these two words, he couldn't even remember anything else.

Feng Yun now looks like he is on the verge of death, and does not look as energetic as Feng Wu whose cultivation has been sealed.

Feng Wu was slapped in the face and was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, his voice rang out sharply: "I am a beast? Feng Yun! You despicable villain! You bastard who took advantage of your own brother! Who of us is a beast? Who is more of a beast?!"

"Speak clearly to me!"

"Why, are you sad after I exposed your true identity? Are you angry? I don't want to pretend with you anymore, why are you pretending? Your every move makes me sick! Feng Yun! Awesome! The young leader of the Only Orthodox Church, the first son, hehe... You're stepping on your own brother to get ahead? Bastard!"

"You have everything! And you still want to step on me! You beast!"

Feng Wu cursed loudly: "How dare you call someone a beast? Feng Yun, you are just a scumbag! Just trash! Just a shameless person with a beastly heart in human form! You are the number one beast in the world!"

Fang Che felt a toothache just watching this, the situation was completely reversed.

Feng Wu, the despicable and shameless man who had committed a crime and implicated his family, was actually arrogant and excited and started cursing.

Feng Yun, who was originally fine, now looked dejected, shaky, pale and desperate.

The world is turned upside down.

Fang Che saw that it was not good. What was happening to Feng Yun? Was it because of his anger that his meridians were in disorder? Was it because his dantian was flowing backwards?

He hurriedly supported Feng Yun with one hand, and with his other hand he took out the pill and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

He closed Feng Yun's mouth with his fingers, lifted it up, and pointed a finger at his throat, instantly clearing his esophagus.

He slapped Feng Yun hard on the back with his right hand.

At the same time, his left hand was placed on his chest, and surging spiritual energy poured in.

A grunt.

A breath of foul air came out of Feng Yun's stomach and rushed straight into his nostrils, and he exhaled with a whoosh.

The whole person recovered instantly.

He was really mad, with countless emotions, anger, disappointment, and frustration all coming together, and his meridians were in a mess. His mind was so confused that he couldn't even think about what to do.

If Fang Che hadn't responded in time, something serious would have happened today.

But this situation comes urgently and goes away quickly. As long as you are conscious and take a breath, you can immediately return to normal.

Feng Yun took a few breaths and his eyes slowly returned to normal.

He patted Fang Che's hand and said softly in a tired voice, "Let go, it's okay."

His voice was hoarse and low, like that of an old man.

Then he flipped his wrist and a towel appeared. He waved his hand and his spiritual energy turned into water, ice water.

Saturate a towel.

He wiped his face several times. The first time was still a little hasty, but the second time became gentle. The third time, he covered his face with a towel and wiped slowly, but the fourth time, his movements had returned to being elegant and calm.

Wipe the blood off your hands with a towel, then spin it and the towel will automatically fall into the basket next to you.

Feng Yun's face had regained its rosy color, and he was calm and even smiled faintly. He said, "Ye Mo, I made fun of you again. It's really strange that I keep making fun of you. I owe you a life-saving favor this time. I'm really ashamed."

His voice actually returned to normal at this moment.

Gentle and elegant, making people feel like spring breeze.

Fang Che smiled: "This is as it should be. Have you... figured it out?"

Feng Yun nodded slowly, took a deep breath, and as he slowly exhaled, he said softly: "I figured it out. It's true. Life is like a play. It's really... unreal."

Feng Wu, still with blood all over his face, watched this scene and shouted angrily: "Feng Yun! What are you still pretending for? Pretending to be magnanimous? How many years have you been pretending? Are you still pretending? Are you tired? Do you think I will still believe you?"

His shouting voice was piercing and sharp.

But Feng Yun seemed not to hear it.

It seemed that there was no such person in front of him.

He smiled gently and said to Fang Che, "Ye Mo, I need to borrow your place to rest for a while. Which bedroom is yours? I'm going to go in and take a nap. I'm really tired. We'll talk after you finish your work."

"Okay then. Just go to that door, Young Master Yun, and take a rest."

Fang Che agreed.

Feng Yun smiled slightly, patted him on the shoulder, and turned away.

He just walked past Feng Wu without even looking at him.

When he was furious, he had countless words to say. He wanted to curse madly, beat madly, and even cut his own brother into pieces.

Angry beyond words.

But now, after just a brief blink of an eye, he had already ignored this person.

There seemed to be no one in front of me, but a ball of air.

not worth it!

Such a person is not worth your distress, not worth your anger, and even less worth your beating!

He doesn't deserve it!
It would be a great blasphemy to me if my hands fell on his face and touched his skin.

I am the eldest son of the Only Orthodox Church.

What the hell is this? Do you think I can beat you?

Fang Che didn't understand what kind of experience, what kind of mood swings, and what kind of emotional conflicts were needed to cause a moment of heart-death.

However, when Feng Yun walked past Feng Wu as if he was alone, he suddenly felt a pity for Feng Yun in his heart.

I couldn't help but sigh softly in my heart.

Watching Feng Yun walk by.

Feng Wu shouted angrily: "Feng Yun! Feng Yun! You hypocrite, keep pretending."

Feng Yun stopped, turned around, looked at Fang Che and said, "Chief Inquisitor of the Night Demon."

"My subordinate is here."

"Take care of your prisoners."

"Yes."

Feng Yun turned and left, without even looking at Feng Wu from beginning to end.

After going out and entering the bedroom, he closed the door and stood in front of the mirror for a while. Then he calmly took off his coat and looked at the wound on his leg that was healing.

Then he lay down on the bed and pulled Fang Che's quilt over himself.

It's like staying in your best friend's room while drunk.

It just happened so naturally.

Then he closed his eyes tiredly.

After a while, snoring sounds were heard.

He was so relaxed that he fell asleep without any precautions.

It is so safe.

He has been worrying about this matter for some time, sometimes staying up all night and feeling extremely worried.

But now, suddenly all of it was let go.

However, he clearly felt that there was a void somewhere in his heart. It was empty and bottomless. Feng Wu was still shouting, but Feng Yun would no longer respond to him.

He looked back in confusion, looked at Fang Che's face, and suddenly said viciously: "Ye Mo! You are indeed Feng Yun's dog!"

Snapped!
A loud, heavy slap landed directly on Feng Wu's face.

He was beaten so hard that he felt dizzy and fell into a wheelchair with a buzzing head.

The wheelchair was spun around the room by the slap.

The interrogation is now over, and Fang Che already knows everything he needs to know. Facing such a thing, how can he control his temper!

Feng Yun didn't want to fight, but Fang Che didn't want to let him go.

"Night Demon! You dare to hit me!?"

Feng Wu roared.

Feng Yun’s disregard just now made his heart tremble. A feeling of panic suddenly arose, and he was completely panicked.

He suddenly realized that after losing his eldest brother's favor, he seemed... very scared? Not confident?

This feeling made him angry, so he was even more furious about Fang Che hitting him.

Fang Che slapped him more than ten times in a row.

He had a cold face and said nothing.

After the slaps, he started using his fists.

Then start kicking!

A crazy attack without saying a word!
Feng Wu was still cursing, but as he was cursing he began to roar in pain, then to groan, then to cry, then to become afraid, and to beg for mercy.

“Stop hitting me… Stop hitting me… Wuuwuwu…”

"Feng Yun! Big brother...save me..."

"Brother! Save me..."

Feng Wu cried and shouted, but his elder brother was sleeping and never came out.

Fang Che had a cold face and beat him madly!
He kept beating Feng Wu until he passed out. Then he threw a ball of ice and snow on his face to wake him up, and continued beating him! He passed out again, and woke him up again.

Keep hitting until you get tired of it!

"Garbage! Bah! Bastard!"

Finally, Fang Che spat at the dirty ball on the ground.

This was the only sentence he said during the entire period of beating.

Then remove the space barrier.

Open the soundproof barrier.

He said calmly: "Someone come!"

"My subordinate is here."

Black wind and black fog immediately appeared.

Looking at Feng Wu lying on the ground, both of them suddenly widened their eyes and began to tremble all over.

Is this still... a human being?

Is he the young master of the Feng family?

This...was hit by the chief judge?

"Send the prisoner to the cell and put him in solitary confinement!"

Fang Che said coldly.

"Yes, my lord."

The two were cautious.

Just as I was carrying Feng Wu out, I heard a bang from inside.

Fang Che smashed the tea set and wine set used by Feng Wu into pieces!

"too disgusting!"

Fang Che cursed.

"I have never seen such a disgusting person in my life!"

Fang Che sat in the study, ignoring the ban, took out the Guardian Communication Jade, covered it in his sleeve, and sent a message.

"The Guardian's secret line of contact with Feng Nuan has been completely exposed. They must be evacuated immediately. We will start the capture in two days at most."

He sent the message quickly and then put away the communication jade.

This is a huge loss.

On the other side, Fang Yunzheng was also shocked when he received the news and immediately informed Dongfang Sansan.

Dongfang Sansan saw this and sighed softly.

But he made his choice immediately without much thought.

Then he notified Fang Yunzheng: "Tell your son! Strictly forbid him to send any more messages! Even if Xue Fuxiao is being surrounded and killed over there, he is not allowed to send any message! This is a strict order!"

He is sitting on a chair.

He will not do anything about it.

Every time there was a major movement within the Solitary Orthodoxy, it was a huge test for the Guardian's secret agents. The more such a situation occurred, the more the headquarters could not issue any instructions.

Any movement would give Yan Nan an opportunity.

If the secret line over there is qualified, then such a matter can be handled independently, avoiding danger and seeking good fortune, and it has already been transferred. If not...

There is no way.

Therefore, Fang Che's information was useless and only created risks for him. He didn't know how many such things he would encounter in the future. If it happened every time, he would definitely be discovered.

So just cut it off completely.

Fang Che received the message.

Sigh.

He threw the communication jade into the space ring, then lay down on the chair, lost in thought.

Stay in the chair.

Then start to calm your mind.

Absolute order!

Understood.

From now on, I can only be the Night Demon of the Orthodox Church. Everything else will be discussed after I return.

Feng Yun slept for a whole day!

It wasn't until night fell that I finally woke up.

This was the first time in his life that he slept for such a long time, and he was able to sleep soundly. All the bones in his body slept to the point where they made noises when he got up.

And my eyelids feel a little sticky.

It feels like the eye mucus has blurred my eyelashes.

Feng Yun opened his eyes with all his strength, and he actually heard a clear "ripping" sound. Although it was slight, it was real.

He rubbed it with his hands, then mobilized his spiritual energy and gave it a shock.

Finally, the spiritual energy turned into water and rubbed the face vigorously with ice water.

Only then did I feel my spirits suddenly lifted.

She walked out the door wearing Fang Che's bathrobe, holding a white towel in her hand and wiping her hair. She came to the study while wiping her hair and saw Fang Che looking up at her.

"Mr. Yun, you are like this..."

Fang Che was a little speechless: "It's like I did something to you last night...it's easy to be misunderstood."

"Fuck off!"

Feng Yun cursed: "Stop using these low-level tricks, I'll do whatever I want to you!"

"Tsk... Young Master Yun's taste is indeed different."

Feng Yun saw only an armchair, so he pulled out a reclining chair from his space ring, lay down on it carelessly, and fell back without any image. He sighed and said, "Boss Fang, no wonder you want to lie down now. This is not working hard. You can just sleep without thinking about anything. It's just comfortable."

Fang Che was startled, and with a wave of his hand he threw out the soundproof barrier, and said with a twisted face: "What do you mean Mr. Fang? Do you want me to die?"

"It's okay here."

Feng Yun said lazily: "Boss Sun is here, protecting you like a treasure, and he has sealed you a long time ago."

He was lying on the chair, still with sleepy eyes, looking as if he was still asleep.

Fang Che couldn't help but laugh and said, "It seems like you have finally gotten enlightened? What have you let go of? What have you let go of? Your state of mind has changed all of a sudden, right?"

Feng Yun was rocking on the recliner, squinting his eyes and looking very happy. After a moment, he said softly, "Ye Mo, since you and I met, you have seen all the ugly things in my family. I am sorry to make you laugh."

He has a relaxed posture.

But the meaning of this sentence is indescribable.

Mixed flavors.

Fang Che smiled and said, "Whose family doesn't have some scandals? Is there any in your family?"

Feng Yun sighed, raised his neck to look at Fang Che, and said, "You are too formal when you speak like that."

He actually pulled out a recliner from the ring that was exactly the same as the one he was lying on, placed it next to him, patted it and said, "Come lie down on it, we can sit side by side and chat while we get comfortable."

Fang Che didn't hesitate and just lay down, feeling like he was entering a cradle.

The arc is just right.

Indescribably comfortable.

I couldn't help but admire: "Young Master Yun's recliner is much more comfortable than the one I bought on the market. Please leave these two to me when you leave."

Feng Yun lay down and said, "I'll leave twenty for you. You can shake as much as you want! Okay?"

"Then I won't say thank you."

Fang Che smiled, leaned his head on the recliner, put his feet on the tripod, and felt truly refreshed.

"It's still the young master of the family who will enjoy it."

Fang Che exclaimed in admiration.

Feng Yun was shaking, his eyes were hazy, and he asked, "Don't you have anything to ask me?"

"No. Not interested."

Fang Che simply shook his head.

"You are not interested, but I have a lot to say!"

Feng Yun lay there with his eyes closed, and said slowly: "If you don't let me speak, and don't want to listen, then I'm going to go fucking crazy!"

Fang Che laughed and said, "Just treat it as a joke. Just say whatever you want to say. I'll listen carefully. I happen to have some wine and food in my ring, so I might as well lie down and drink while I drink and talk and listen."

"That's good."

Feng Yun agreed.

Then he made a request: "You can't just listen, you have to participate in the topic and constantly show your presence. Otherwise, I will feel uncomfortable if I don't respond to what I say."

"No problem. Since you're in a bad mood today, I'll cooperate with you in everything."

Fang Che took out the wine and found that it was not comfortable to drink while lying down.

So they thought of an idea. They put a jar next to each person and made two long straws out of iron sheets.

It was inserted into the jar, reaching the bottom of the jar, and the other side was curved, just at the mouth. It was three inches longer than the entrance.

Just lie there, take a little deeper, and a mouthful of wine will come out.

When you don't want to drink, turn your face to make the straw turn in another direction. When you want to drink, turn your face again to straighten the straw. The back of your head does not need to leave the recliner pillow during the whole process.

Feng Yun was amazed: "Night Demon! This, this is really a stroke of genius! This is so comfortable, you are a great inventor! I must take this tube with me when I go back! This is so convenient!"

(End of this chapter)