Lord of the night.

Chapter 1185 Guardian Envoys [Two in One]

Boom boom boom...

After saying this, Fang Che was beaten and kicked by the old devil for 1,500 miles.

"You're just pretending to be stupid!"

The old devil was furious.

I beat those people over there so hard that they have difficulty breathing on the ground every day, just to create opportunities and time for you, and you said to me, "I act with emotion but stop with courtesy..."

"My legs are weak and you're still telling me such a big lie..."

"Your cultivation hasn't improved at all, but you can lie without blushing or breathing hard!"

"I'm going to make you talk tough!"

Along the way, Fang Che resumed his life in hell.

He was beaten all the way to Shenjing.

Shenjing has changed now.

After all, the two families of Fengchen were getting married, so many places had already begun preparations. The trees on both sides of all the main roads in the entire city were wrapped in red cloth.

The trees are hung with red lanterns.

All shops were given a pair of red lanterns, which had to be hung up.

This is just preliminary preparation.

Since Feng Yun and Chen Xue's wedding date was set for the end of October, it was already early winter, and it was especially cold here in Shenjing.

So flowers must be prepared in advance.

All the hotels along the entire ten streets were booked in advance.

Until that day, for three days starting from that day, the Feng family booked out ten streets and more than two thousand hotels for a buffet!
Eat and drink as much as you want!
Ordinary people dare not even think about such a grand event.

“This is all your money.”

Ning Zaifei stayed at home to look after the house, doing nothing, and criticized Feng Nuan every day: "Feng Nuan, the money spent on Feng Yun's wedding is enough to rob your house alone, and there is still some left."

Feng Nuan stood high up in the main trial hall, looking at the red and colorful decorations outside.

His eyes were solemn and expressionless.

He didn't react to Ning Zaifei's words, but just smiled and said, "It's all Feng family's money. My previous resources also belonged to the Feng family. Even if nothing happened to me, I still have to pay this money."

"Feng Yun killed your entire family, including your wife and children. Don't you really hate him? "

Ning Zaifei was really surprised.

"I don't hate him."

Feng Nuan smiled faintly.

"You really don't hate me?" Ning Zaifei widened his eyes.

"What did Feng Yun do wrong?"

Feng Nuan smiled faintly and asked, "Is he wrong or am I wrong?"

It is better to stay silent.

Feng Nuan looked at that place with hazy eyes and said lightly: "And I thought about it later. I believe in my elder brother and father."

"How to say?"

"Feng Yun certainly did it. His wives, concubines, children, and relatives by marriage must have been slaughtered, that's for sure."

Feng Nuan said calmly, "But I will never kill all of my children. My eldest brother and father will not allow it. They can allow Feng Yun to retaliate within a certain range, and they can also allow him to kill most of them, but they will never allow him to kill them all."

"So, there must be someone alive."

Feng Nuan has infinite confidence in this.

Will not waver.

"Why are you so sure?"

Ning Zaifei was surprised.

"If they are really wiped out, Feng Yun will find a way to let me see it."

Feng Nuan said: "And Feng Yun was able to let me see this. This is one of the reasons."

"What about the second?"

"The second reason is... they want me to become what I am now. Since I am not dead, the family will always have control over the things I care about."

"I won't stir up trouble again, so they can live in peace and still be members of the Feng family."

Feng Nuan smiled faintly: "Protector Ning, this is a big family."

"Is that so?"

Ning Zaifei was a little puzzled: "Are you really so sure?"

"Of course, and they will let me see it and let me know. This Feng Yun wedding is the time for me to know. If Guardian Ning doesn't believe it, we can make a bet."

Seal the warm road.

"What bet?" Ning Zaifei was interested.

"I'll bet that some of my children are still alive. If they are, I can mobilize Protector Ning once when I'm dealing with the Divine Weasel and the Spirit Snake."

Feng Nuan said calmly: "You wouldn't dare, would you?"

"Where's your bet?"

"My bet is a secret treasure trove of mine."

"It's a bet!"

Ning Zaifei felt that he was sure to win.

According to Feng Yun's madness at the time and what he said to Feng Nuan, Ning Zaifei felt that he had won. This treasure house was like picking it up for free.

"A word is settled!"

"It's hard to chase a horse!"

……

Feng family.

Feng Yun went out to receive them, because the Guardian's envoys had arrived.

This must be greeted by Feng Yun personally.

Feng Han and his father Feng Kuang are together.

In front of him was the soul jade slip sent back by the chief judge, Lord Ye Mo. It was exactly the conversation between Feng Nuan and Fang Che.

During this period of time, the father and son have watched this more than a dozen times. Every time they watch it, they feel mixed emotions and sigh silently.

"It seems like the second brother has repented?" Feng Han said.

"It's all over now, what's the point of repenting?"

Feng Kuang was in extremely complicated mood.

"What did mother say?" Feng Han asked.

"Swearing, what else can I say?"

Feng Kuang looked at his eldest son and asked tentatively, "Why, do you want to forgive him?"

"hehe."

A hint of sarcasm appeared on Feng Han's handsome face. "Dad, you are joking. Your eldest son certainly doesn't care about things, nor does he want to. But if Yan Zu and Chen Zu hadn't warned me not to move, Feng Nuan would have died in my hands now."

Feng Han said solemnly: "I will not deny it in front of you. I have not killed many people in my life, and there are even fewer people I really want to kill with my own hands! But your second son is the first one."

Feng Kuang sighed.

The head of the Feng family, who was known for his 'madness', truly felt heartbroken when facing this matter.

The palms and backs of your hands are all flesh, and they are all your sons.

At present, the two are irreconcilable and cannot coexist.

"Yun'er is getting married soon." Feng Kuang said.

"Yes, Yun'er is getting married soon. On Yun'er's wedding, Yu'er and I were supposed to receive the kowtows of the newlyweds, drink tea offered by the bride, and enjoy the happiness of family together. However, on that day, I can only sit on one side while Yu'er's spirit tablet is placed on the other side."

Feng Han said coldly: "This is all the fault of your second son!"

"He will never be able to return to the family in this lifetime!"

Feng Kuang said solemnly.

"Have you ever thought of asking him to come back?"

Feng Han's temperament has always been calm, but when faced with this question, he never gave in: "Don't even think about it! Unless my bloodline is wiped out!"

Feng Kuang could only sigh.

"Also, the family should not interfere in Feng Xue's marriage!"

Feng Han said firmly: "I will arrange it!"

Feng Kuang could only agree: "Tell me once you have made the arrangements!"

"Well, I should tell you."

Feng Han was vague.

"You need to keep a close eye on Feng Yun's wedding." Feng Kuang warned.

"I understand. I will naturally pay attention to my son's wedding."

“You should also keep an eye on Feng Xing.” Feng Kuang was worried: “Don’t let him follow Feng Nuan’s old path.”

"Feng Yun is not Feng Han."

Feng Han said calmly: "He is not as stupid as his father."

When Feng Han stood up to leave, Feng Kuang called him again.

"There's something I haven't asked you for all these years." Feng Kuang said, "When Feng Yun first came to prominence..."

Feng Han didn't turn around.

She turned her back to her father and said, "When Yu'er was attacked for the first time, she was on guard. She left a letter to Yun'er from that time. The letter said that if anything happened to her, Feng Yun must stay calm and not show off his talents at home. Only when the time is right, when all the vice-chiefs are here, can he make a splash."

"It was this letter and Yu'er's true death that made Yun'er do that. She hid her edge for many years, and then showed it in front of Yan Zu. She was praised as the first successor talent!"

Feng Han's back looked somewhat desolate: "I am an unqualified father, but Yun'er's mother is a super qualified mother."

"She even arranged her funeral, but I...as the father of her child, was not among those she entrusted with."

"She doesn't trust the Feng family."

"Although she believes in me, she is even more afraid of my previous loyalty and family sentiments."

"Now that I think about it, if I had this letter in my hands at that time, I might have ruined Feng Yun. Because at that time, I was an idiot and would definitely come to you and Feng Nuan to discuss how Feng Yun could stand out in front of Yan Zu."

"That's it."

"Fortunately, it was her son she entrusted to him."

Feng Han exhaled: "Father, I am an idiot! My wife died and I don't even know who killed her."

"Fortunately, my son is not."

After Feng Han said this, he left the study.

Feng Kuang sat on the throne, silent for a long time.

Finally he let out a long sigh.

……

Feng Yun hosted a banquet for the Guardian envoys at the Peak Building.

They are all acquaintances.

Snow Changqing leads the team, snow is falling, the snow is snowing slowly, there is wind in the sky, wind on the ground, the wind stops; it rains heavily, rain in the sun, rain all over the world, no clouds dare to fall.

A delegation of ten people.

No elders followed.

There is no super master protecting him secretly.

They came openly and honestly, and sent ten top talents to the center of the Solitary Orthodox Church, Shenjing. Feng Yun asked Yan Nan, who had just returned, for instructions, and then arranged for the envoys to stay in the Peak Building.

The Peak Building belongs to the official Solomon's Orthodoxy and has never been open to the public.

Yan Nan ordered: "We, the Orthodox Church, will not lose face! We must ensure the safety of these ten people!"

Yannan knew Dongfang Sansan.

Since Dongfang Sansan dared to send ten geniuses here blatantly, he must be absolutely sure that he can let them return safely!

Although even Yan Nan couldn't figure out Dongfang Sansan's back-up plan now.

But there must be, that is for sure.

If there are really some foolish people on the side of the Somali Orthodoxy who launch an attack, not only will no one be killed, but the Somali Orthodoxy will also lose face.

No matter what Yan Nan said, he couldn't afford to lose face.

As for Xue Changqing and others, they could only be arranged to stay in the Peak Building and be entertained by Feng Yun, the host and the target of congratulations.

Yan Nan is really worried about other people now.

In other words, Feng Yun has a strong sense of the overall situation, and since people came to congratulate him and it involved his lifelong event, nothing would go wrong.

Feng Yun held the wine glass and looked at the ten people with a warm smile on his face. He was gentle, elegant, calm and generous.

"Brother Changqing, we have never sat together like this before, including in the Three Realms. Today seems to be the first time!"

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Just sitting here like this makes me feel like I have really become a celebrity."

Xue Changqing couldn't help laughing, "Mr. Yun is right. I feel the same way. It's really strange that we are enemies of life and death, but we are sitting at the same table."

Feng Yun laughed out loud.

Mo Ganyun, who was sitting on the seat and was a head taller than the people standing, asked, "Where is Ye Mo?"

The whole table shook at this shout.

Although Mo Ganyun had already lowered his voice, he was still quite shocked.

Feng Yun raised his head and looked at Mo Ganyun, his face somewhat distorted, and said with a smile: "Xue Changqing, you...you usually get along with this guy day and night, do you feel a lot of pressure?"

Then he smiled and said, "Ye Mo is on a business trip and hasn't come back yet."

This can be considered as answering Mo Ganyun's question.

In response to Feng Yun's question, Xue Changqing and the other nine sighed, glanced at Mo Ganyun, and sighed again: "It's hard to put it into words!"

Is it stressful to be with such a big guy every day? This question is really... hard to answer.

Whoever is with him knows.

Let’s put it this way, if Mo Ganyun stretched out his arms with his palms open, it would be enough for nine people to do pull-ups on his arms together.

Do you think it’s stressful?
When standing in line, Lian Xue Changqing avoided standing in front of or behind Mo Ganyun.

Standing in front of him, his head only reached Mo Ganyun's chest and a little lower, basically level with his belly button.

Standing behind, I couldn't see it at all.

Therefore, Mo Ganyun's position has always been the last one. But there is no way to avoid eating together.

The current situation is just like a group of little white rabbits and a black bear sitting at the same table.

No matter how imposing and graceful others are, they are completely transformed into bean sprouts compared to Mo Ganyun.

The visual impression given to outsiders is that of a black bear sitting in a coiled and tiger-like posture.

And everyone else was trembling in front of him!
Not to mention them. Even the maids in Dianfeng Building who were responsible for pouring tea and serving food couldn't help but hold their breath when they passed by Mo Ganyun.

"Mo Ganyun, how tall are you?"

Feng Yun asked.

"Now three meters!" Mo Ganyun said with his eyes wide open.

As she spoke, she picked up the teacup with her huge palm like embroidery and drank it in one gulp, smacking her lips.

It’s a bit unsatisfying.

Feng Yun was so annoyed that he turned around and ordered, "Give Young Master Mo an enamel basin. Something exquisite!"

Then he said, "Two people, one for wine and one for tea."

There was a burst of laughter.

The dishes kept coming, and both the wine and the food were top-notch.

"Today, I, Feng Yun, am here to welcome you all and thank you for traveling such a long distance for my wedding."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "I fought so hard to get this opportunity. If it weren't for the title of bridegroom, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to get it over with others. Tomorrow, we will go together. By then, Bi Feng, Wu Di and the others will arrive."

Feng Yun's words were naturally humble.

But Xue Changqing also understood that this was to show that only the orthodox religion was full of talented people.

Yuyang asked, "Is Lord Yan Beihan coming?"

Just as he said this, Yu Funfen and Yu Tianxia grabbed both his thighs and twisted them hard.

Both of them were furious.

You are a married man now, and you come out to ask about other women! You have not only brought shame to the Yu family, but also to the guardian!
As soon as Yuyang opened his mouth to speak, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. Then his most vulnerable muscle group was twisted. He trembled in pain, but he forced himself to pretend nothing had happened.

"Lord Yan Beihan?"

Feng Yun would not miss this opportunity, and said with a smile: "Master Yan is now leading a team outside to unify the sect. If Brother Yuyang misses Master Yan, I'm afraid he will have to wait until the day of my wedding."

He smiled and said, "Lady Yan is a beauty of the country, and is recognized as the most beautiful woman in the entire continent from ancient times to the present. It is normal for Brother Yuyang to ask, I wonder if Miss Dong Xiaoyu is here this time."

Feng Yun actually still remembered Dong Xiaoyu's name!
This was truly a fatal blow.

Yu Yang's expression changed. He didn't care about being angry with Feng Yun. He pleaded with Yu Tian and others around him: "I really didn't mean that... Don't say anything when you go back."

However, except for the two people from the Yu family, Xue Changqing and others laughed sinisterly.

This is the viciousness of Feng Yun’s words.

Without making a single move, he dug a huge hole for Yuyang.

With so many people here, this matter cannot be kept secret.

When Yuyang goes back, what Dong Xiaoyu thinks is still a small matter, but the ancestors of the Yu family will definitely let Yuyang know why the flowers are so red!

Feng Yun was surprised: "Hey, if I remember correctly, Yuyang, your wedding is coming soon, right? How come you are still here? And you are asking about our Miss Yan? Do you have any ideas?"

Yu Yang blushed: "Feng Yun, what good will it do you if I'm killed?"

Feng Yun laughed: "Killing you would be of great benefit to me!"

All ten guardians were speechless at this statement.

This is the truth.

If Yu Yang is really killed, not to mention Feng Yun, even for the Weiwozheng Sect, the benefits will be huge.

"If Night Demon is not here, then who is in the main court now?"

Xue Changqing quickly changed the subject.

Yu Yang was caught in a weak spot by Feng Yun. If he didn't move away, just this matter alone would be enough to crush him into pieces by Feng Yun's words.

If this gets back to Yuyang, he will never be able to turn things around in his life.

"Brother Changqing, are you talking about those corpses?" Feng Yun smiled faintly.

"Yes, I am the one who protects the heroic spirits. This time, I have to take them back."

Snow evergreen road.

"Then we can only wait for the Night Demon to come back."

Feng Yun said calmly: "Without Night Demon here, you can't take even a leaf from the main trial hall."

Then he said, "However, Dao Pingbo's body is now in the Patrol Hall. If you want it, I can help you apply for it and give it to you in advance."

"We don't want Dao Pingbo's body!"

Xue Changqing snorted: "What are these traitors doing here?"

"What a pity."

Feng Yun said: "In this way, Night Demon has also made a great contribution to you Guardians."

"We don't appreciate this!"

Xue Yizun said coldly and unhappily: "This matter has nothing to do with us. As for the claim of meritorious service, I will return it as it is."

Feng Yun smiled and said, "You and Ye Mo are old friends, so why are you so hostile? After all, you probably spent quite a lot of time drinking at the same table this time."

Mo Ganyun narrowed his eyes and said, "I just want to see what Lord Ye Mo is capable of now."

There was a gleam in his eyes and he was full of fighting spirit.

Feng Yun laughed loudly and said, "Lao Mo, we came with nine of them this time... We must have gotten beaten up a lot along the way, right?"

These words immediately hit Mo Ganyun's sore spot.

Mo Ganyun really felt uncomfortable being with these nine people.

Not only is his seniority lower, but his cultivation is definitely lower than others. The nine of them are already Saint Venerables, while Mo Ganyun is only a Saint King now.

No matter who I face, I will be completely defeated.

They are all extraordinary geniuses, and fighting against opponents of higher levels would not be very obvious to them.

Unless Mo Ganyun has reached the ninth level of the Holy Emperor, he will only be abused if he faces such a talented Holy Lord.

So I was pretty much beaten up along the way.

Not only on this journey, but even at the Guardian Headquarters, he was beaten. After coming out of the Three-sided World, Mo Ganyun has been beaten all the time!

And he was beaten dozens of times a day.

This time, Mo Ganyun followed with the sole purpose of beating up the Night Demon!
Mo Ganyun, who has made great progress during this period, has completely integrated the power of the Amethyst Soul.

Moreover, with the bonus of opportunities in the Three Sides World, plus the many dragon amber fruits eaten in the Three Sides World, if only calculated based on the increase in cultivation, what Mo Ganyun and Dong Yunyu ate was even five or six times what Fang Che ate!
Two times of ambergris, one time of flood dragon and one time of golden dragon, the benefits that the two guys got step by step are immeasurable!
And they have to endure the baptism of dragon might and power every day!

Mo Ganyun is now at the peak of the ninth level of Saint King and is only one step away from breaking through to become Saint Emperor.

It was said that Night Demon was only at the first level of Saint King before he entered? This was the news the Guardian had received, so Night Demon was definitely no match for him now!

Mo Ganyun’s biggest hope now is to beat the Night Demon like he was beaten by others.

After all, it is impossible to beat him to death in the capital, where only the orthodox religion is practiced.

Because... there is no pleasure in beating others anymore. Boss Fang is gone, and Yu Zhongge and others are now far behind me in terms of combat power. As for Dong Yunyu... beating him up will make him become autistic after being scolded by him.

As a result, Mo Ganyun's fighting ability was actually in the same league among the people he knew.

Either much taller than him, or much shorter than him.

Compared with his peers, he took big steps, but compared with his predecessors, he was still too far away.

Night Demon turned out to be the only opponent, which was a bit embarrassing...

Feng Yun looked at Mo Ganyun's face and couldn't help laughing. He said, "Mo Ganyun, you big guy made me suffer a lot when I was in the Three-sided World. I want to spar with you after dinner."

"Ha ha……"

Mo Ganyun rolled his eyes from a distance and said, "I'm not stupid."

Suddenly everyone was laughing so hard that they couldn't breathe.

Feng Yun clearly wanted to beat Mo Ganyun up to vent his anger, but the big guy didn't fall for it.

Feng Yun also smiled: "Drink, drink, please! You are all guests who have come from afar."

Everyone raised their glasses at the same time and drank it all.

"In the future, you and I, many of us here, will probably have to fight hand-to-hand with everyone present on the vast continent, fighting to the death!"

Feng Yun said sincerely: "But... this does not prevent me from making friends with you for a short period of time. You are all outstanding people! And I, Feng Yun, believe that I have not humiliated you."

"This opportunity is extremely rare!"

Feng Yun stood up with his glass in hand and said softly, "My dear friends! Cheers to our friends and brothers for the past month and a half!"

Feng Yun's courage deeply touched Xue Changqing and others.

Standing up at the same time, Xue Changqing smiled and said, "Mr. Yun, I really like what you said. Although our friendship will increase the pain of each other in the future battles, it is still a good story in this world!"

(End of this chapter)