Lord of the night.

Chapter 1187 Flying Needle Embroidery Peony [Two in One]

Feng Yun thought about it seriously.

Chen Yun, Chen Yin, Bi Feng, Wu Di, Bai Ye… None of these people seemed to have the blood of the guardians on their hands, and including himself, there were not many people they had killed with their own hands.

Just the night demon in front of him was guilty of numerous crimes and blood debts among the guardians.

"Okay, then you might as well not go."

Feng Yun decided the matter right away.

Fang Che breathed a sigh of relief.

If he goes there, he will inevitably lead to hatred, and Fang Che doesn't want to see a fight break out here.

Just disappear.

Let’s wait for a few days before talking about it.

Feng Yun also ran away.

Fang Che began to work in the main trial hall...but after an hour, he found that there was nothing he needed to do.

So I started practicing again.

He still felt a little guilty. After all, he had hardly practiced in the past half month. If Bai Jingyanan and others were to assess his progress in the past half month, he would probably have to hand in a blank paper.

Make up! Make up!
Work hard!

But in the afternoon.

Yan Nan gave an order and transferred the chief judge to the leader's hall.

There is no other reason.

The Guardians are going to meet the Vice-Chiefs. Now that we are here, this bit of etiquette is a must.

Firstly, it is a matter of courtesy, and secondly, it is also a training opportunity for these young talents of the Guardians.

This is a rare experience. And it may only happen once in a lifetime.

You will have a lot of understanding about aura, momentum, superiors, high pressure, and so on.

And Yan Nan will not underestimate it either.

This wave is also a comparison between the young generation of talents of the Orthodox Church and the geniuses of the Guardians.

Therefore, Lord Night Demon must be present on such occasions.

After all, the Emperor of Eternal Night in the Three Worlds. This link is absolutely indispensable.

When Fang Che arrived, Feng Yun and others had already arrived.

Including Chen Yin, who came and waved and greeted me.

But Chen Yun still didn't come.

Fang Che couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what kind of disease is this? How could it be so serious?
So he patrolled to Chen Yin's side and asked in a voice transmission, "What happened to Master Yun? I only heard that he was sick, so I'm a little curious."

Chen Yin replied: "It really wasn't me this time, don't doubt me. I was beaten, and I was ordered not to receive treatment for half a year, so I had to endure it. Don't tell anyone..."

Fang Che's curiosity suddenly piqued: "What's going on?"

Chen Yin sighed: "I will tell you in detail after we finish this. This matter is top secret and no one else knows about it."

"I understand. You just want me to spread the word."

Fang Che understood immediately.

"Night Demon, that's enough!"

Chen Yin rolled his eyes and said, "I don't want you to spread it. But if you spread it, I won't say that I told you."

"I understand! Don't worry!"

Fang Che laughed.

"What are you two talking about?"

Bi Feng came over: "Chen Yin, what happened to your brother?"

"Ahem... I'm just sick."

Chen Yin looked very tight-lipped.

Bi Feng grinned and said, "Chen Yin, after this matter is over, if you can't leave this leader's hall without explaining clearly, everyone will say you have the surname Chen!"

Others like Bai Ye, Wu Di and others also came over and were ready to fight.

Obviously, everyone has been looking forward to this gossip for a long time.

But there was no one to ask. The Chen family hadn't come out for such a long time, and Chen Yin appeared in public for the first time. He couldn't get anything by communicating with Yu Wen.

I was not allowed to see anyone when I went to visit him.

Everyone's curiosity has long begun to grow.

Chen Yin said with a bitter face: "Everyone, please let me go, my family won't let me tell you!"

It didn't matter what he said, those who hadn't gathered around came over immediately.

Only Feng Yun didn't come.

He feels sick when he sees Chen Yin now.

Even the thought of it makes me sick.

Even more disgusting than Fengwu.

As the bell rang, everyone returned to their original positions.

Fang Che didn't know where he was, so Feng Yun pointed to his side.

Fang Che took a step forward.

Then all the powerful figures of the Weiwo Zhengjiao came one after another and lined up on both sides.

When Chen Xi arrived, he saw Fang Che and said, "Ye Mo, why are you with a bunch of young people? Why don't you go to your position as the chief judge?"

Fang Che's face was distorted.

"Hahaha……"

Everyone else burst into laughter.

Chen Xi finally got his revenge and was smiling particularly happily.

There is no chief of the main trial hall now.

The position of chief judge has no place in the palace. Chen Xi's words were clearly malicious and deliberately exposed the scar.

Everyone understands this.

Fang Che certainly didn't dare to act rudely in front of so many people, and he had already cursed the old man thousands of times in his heart.

You've been waiting for it!
I’ll spread all the gossip about your Chen family to the whole world.

This was also the most complete gathering of the top leaders of the Somali Orthodox Church that Fang Che had seen.

Dear Palace Masters, Ministers, and Chiefs...

Fang Che exclaimed in his heart, there were indeed quite a lot, more than a hundred of them!
After the hall masters came up, they pushed this group of young people to the front of the team on the left. It seemed that they had higher status than everyone else, but in fact, everyone was squeezed together.

Duan Xiyang and Sun Wutian were not present. These two people always avoided such occasions.

Then the deputy chief leaders came out.

Fang Che discovered that the person sitting next to this group of young people was Xiong Jiang, who was ranked last among the deputy chief leaders and was sitting in this position.

By the way, Xiong Jiang slapped his head with his huge palm and asked, "Ye Mo, what are you looking at furtively!"

“I didn’t see anything…” Fang Che was startled.

Xiong Jiang raised his hand, clapped it again, and said, "I heard there's a giant coming today?"

Fang Che touched his head and said, "It's quite huge."

Xiong Jiang sneered disdainfully: "Bigger than me?"

Xiong Jiang shook his strong shoulders in dissatisfaction. Xiong Jiang was the tallest among the high-ranking members of the Solitary Orthodox Church, with a height of 2.2 meters.

When he is with Yan Nan and others, he stands out from the crowd.

I am quite sensitive about the word "giant".

He has an extremely strong body and is extremely flexible in his movements. He always calls himself a "flexible giant".

So at this moment, I am very dissatisfied with what everyone said, "A giant has come to the Guardian."

In the eyes of Vice Chief Leader Xiong, besides this Vice Chief Leader, who else can be called a giant? This must be taken a closer look.

Fang Che didn't say anything, but Feng Yun smiled and said, "If we only compare Mo Ganyun's stature, he is indeed a little bit more muscular than Xiong Zu."

Xiong Jiang smiled disdainfully: "I'd like to see it for myself."

While he was talking, Yan Nan finally appeared, sat on the throne, and glanced over here. He saw that the bastard Ye Mo was back.

I couldn't help but snort.

Damn...

You even want me to give you half a month, you are really... damn it!
"Summon the Guardian's messenger to the palace!"

Yan Nan’s eyes were half closed.

"Summon the Guardian Messenger to the palace!!"

Outside the hall, footsteps were heard.

There were ten people, but only one footstep.

Rise and fall together.

Sonorous and powerful.

The top step suddenly began to shine with the golden light of the guardian's head emblem.

It is brilliant and eye-catching.

Xue Changqing appeared, his body straight and tall, his posture calm and unrestrained.

Then nine people appeared one after another, all of them standing straight like swords, with their heads held high and their chests puffed out. When the ten people walked in, there was actually a feeling of an overwhelming tidal wave, moving forward unstoppably.

Move forward with full force and fearlessness.

"The guardian of the Xue family, Xue Changqing!"

"The guardian of the Xue family, Xue Yizun!"

"protector……"

"..."

"Guardian, Mo family, Mo Ganyun!"

Ten people signed up, and then bowed together: "Greetings to the senior vice-chiefs of the Only Orthodox Church!"

Feng Yun twisted Fang Che's thigh with his hanging hand: "Do you understand?"

Fang Che responded with an angry look.

Only a fool wouldn't understand.

People are visiting their seniors, not the leader of our orthodox religion!
Kill me?

And you don't have to pinch me!
"Stand."

Yan Nan said calmly: "I am not your Eastern Military Advisor, I can just stand and talk."

Xue Changqing straightened up, neither humble nor arrogant: "I always heard from Military Advisor Dongfang that Deputy Chief Priest Yan and the other eight Deputy Chief Priests are all heroes among men, and have been legendary for thousands of years! They once told us that being enemies is certainly an enemy, but it would be a great regret if we could not meet them in this lifetime!"

"In the Master's Hall of the Only Orthodox Church, feeling the demeanor and bearing of the deputy chief masters in person will be an unforgettable experience in your life!"

"After seeing this today, the younger generations are clear in their hearts and understand that our guardians' opponents are not the so-called demon gods in the legends. We are also more certain of the difficulties of the road ahead."

Xue Changqing bowed and clasped his hands: "The aura of the seniors is as majestic as a mountain, as vast as the sky and as vast as the sea! We, the newcomers, still need to work hard to catch up!"

Yan Nan smiled faintly, and slowly looked at the ten people, and said: "The Guardians Feng Yuxue are indeed full of talents."

He felt the momentum of the ten people working together with one mind, and his face showed sincere appreciation. He said, "Very good!" He asked, "Xue Changqing, what do you mean by this very good?"

The teaching test is here.

Xue Changqing stood upright and motionless, with a hint of pride on his square face. He felt the aura of his nine brothers around him, as if he had an invincible army by his side.

The surging feeling that kept him moving forward made him puff out his chest with pride: "Ten hearts are as one!"

Yan Nan laughed and said, "Xue Changqing, I have always heard that you are somewhat dull in your actions, but now it seems that it is not consistent with the rumors."

Xue Changqing smiled and said, "Sometimes, I am too stubborn in execution. This is my weakness. When I fought with Master Feng Yun, I often suffered from this kind of stubbornness in execution."

Yan Nan laughed: "Too rigid in execution... is a quality that any superior dreams of having in his subordinates. But too rigid in execution is not a good thing for a supreme leader."

Xue Changqing thought seriously and said solemnly: "Changqing...thank you, Vice Archbishop Yan, for your teachings!"

Fang Che stood silently.

I just felt a snap on my head and was hit again.

I was almost knocked off balance.

He turned his head with a distorted expression and saw Xiong Jiang's face with an even more distorted expression.

Ever since Mo Ganyun came in, Xiong Jiang's eyes have been wide open.

Then he kept looking at Mo Ganyun's face and body, holding his breath, and only let it out now.

I was so shocked that I had no way to vent. The Night Demon's head happened to be right next to me, so I slapped him to express my shock.

"Oh my god!"

Deputy Chief Leader Xiong's eyes almost popped out of his head: "This guy has to have a sword taller than mine?"

Xiang Beidou beside him laughed and said, "If you can stick a sword on your head, then you are not as tall as others."

Fang Che, Feng Yun, Bi Feng and others almost laughed out loud.

Xiongjiang is 2.2 meters tall, Mo Ganyun is 3 meters tall, and a sword is 3 feet long. If you want to stab Xiongjiang's head, you have to insert it a little deeper.
In this case, he is really not as good as Mo Ganyun Gao.

When Yan Nan was about to speak, Xiong Jiang suddenly spoke up: "Mo Ganyun, how tall are you?"

Mo Ganyun looked down at Xiong Jiang, touched his head, and said in a muffled voice: "About a little more than three meters..."

Xiong Jiang said with a distorted face: "What do you usually eat?"

Chen Gu and the others were all smiling, even the younger ones like Feng Yun and the hall masters and senior leaders below had indescribable smiles on their faces.

Because Deputy Chief Leader Xiong has always been very proud of his height.

Now suddenly there came a person who was so much more than that, and it was obvious that his Tao mind was in great chaos.

"I just... I eat whatever others eat." Mo Ganyun looked confused.

"You are so big, your body must not be flexible, right?" Xiong Jiang began to look for a sense of superiority in other areas.

"It's OK."

Mo Ganyun scratched his head.

"What does it mean?"

Xiong Jiang stared: "It's definitely not flexible!"

"My boss was worried that I was not flexible enough, so he asked me to practice flying needle embroidery for a while..."

When Mo Ganyun said this, there was a lot of sadness in his voice.

"Flying needle embroidery peony..."

Xiong Jiang stopped talking, looking aggrieved, his eyes seemed to be bulging out, but he forced himself to hold it back.

Feng Yun and the others looked horrified.

Just imagine a person of Mo Ganyun's physique holding an embroidery needle and embroidering a peony...it's enough to give me goosebumps.

Xiongjiang was obviously hit hard.

Because... he had never done such work as flying needle embroidering peonies.

Looking at Mo Ganyun's fingers that were about as thick as corn cobs, he said depressedly: "Can you use a needle? How do you use it?"

Mo Ganyun's huge eyes rolled around, and the long distance made everyone immediately realize that this big guy had started to think.

Then he looked at Fang Che and said, "Night Demon, don't move. I will show it to Deputy Chief Leader Xiong."

Fang Che was furious and said, "Why me? Why don't you go find Feng Yun?!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yun twisted a piece of flesh on her waist and turned it three times. She immediately broke out in sweat and pain: "Mr. Yun... this is a skill that belongs to my wife..."

Feng Yun said angrily: "Can't I learn from my wife? Go out and cooperate!"

He pushed Fang Che out.

Yan Nan's expression suddenly changed. He looked at Fang Che with a look that showed he was a fool who had just shot himself in the foot. He seemed to be trying to hold back a laugh and said, "In that case, Ye Mo, just cooperate with me."

Fang Che's face twisted: "Yes."

"Hahaha... Night Demon, stand still."

Mo Ganyun's expression brightened, and he moved his hand, revealing a sparkling embroidery needle in his palm.

Densely packed.

He grinned and said, "Night Demon, I won't use any force. I'll just show off a little and embroider the word 'death' on your face."

Fang Che was furious: "Mo Ganyun, if you have the guts, come and fight with real swords and guns. How can you be called a hero if you take advantage of the opportunity to humiliate me?"

Xue Changqing said on the side: "Just the clothes will do. No need for the face."

Mo Ganyun said: "Then I will embroider a red peony on the collar of Ye Mo. If I succeed, Ye Mo, you are not allowed to take off this dress for a month. How about that?"

Before Fang Che could reply, Xiong Jiang had already answered: "Okay! I want to see how flexible you, a big guy, can be. If you can do it, this deputy chief leader will give you some rewards."

Xiong Jiang took a look at Ye Mo's collar. The collar was attached to the clothes, with basically no gap in the middle.

That is to say, Mo Ganyun wanted to embroider on the collar, but the collar was flat and would not stand up. However, as we all know, embroidery requires needlework on both sides. The other side was against the clothes, which would definitely increase the difficulty a thousand times.

This test is about Mo Ganyun's hidden weapon's spinning strength.

And it must be controlled precisely.

If Mo Ganyun really did it, then the evaluation of Mo Ganyun by the Weiwozheng Sect would definitely need to be raised to a higher level in the future.

It is also equivalent to testing the strength of the other genius in advance.

Before Fang Che had the chance to refuse, Xiong Jiang agreed.

I couldn't help but look bitter.

He knew that this big guy could really do it! That was a foregone conclusion!

Because this method of increasing finger flexibility and spiritual power control through embroidery was a training method that Fang Che created specifically for Mo Ganyun's body shape!

In other words, this was Fang Che's idea! (See Part 7: White Bones Reach the Summit for details)
Now, Mo Ganyun actually used it on himself.

It can be seen that the law of nature will always prevail.

The boomerang that Fang Che had shot out that year had now come back and stabbed himself.

Yan Nan's expression was solemn, but he felt playful in his heart.

Mo Ganyun took out a roll of red silk thread and a small roll of yellow thread from his bosom. Then, more than a dozen sewing needles were threaded with silk threads.

"Night Demon! Are you ready?"

Fang Che looked ready to die: "Come on."

He stood with his hands behind his back, motionless.

Mo Ganyun shouted: "Here!"

The flying needles carrying the silk thread kept flying out and flying back. Each needle penetrated the collar and immediately turned back when it touched the clothes underneath.

After a dazzling moment, the last needle actually automatically tied a knot behind the collar and then flew back.

Mo Ganyun smiled triumphantly, exerted force, and the silk thread broke at the knot.

"All right."

When everyone looked, they saw a bright red peony taking shape on the Night Demon's collar.

The bright red petals and tender yellow stamens are delicate and lifelike.

It's only the size of a normal person's finger.

There is simply a peony blooming here, with no traces of embroidery at all.

It is so realistic that many people feel the need to go up and smell it.

“It’s truly a magical skill!”

Xiong Jiang was convinced.

This skill of using hidden weapons would not be surprising if it were possessed by any master of hidden weapons, but when it appeared on a man with a physique like a wild bear like Mo Ganyun, it really opened everyone's eyes.

Because the sense of disobedience is too strong!

Even though it has been completed, there are still many people staring at Mo Ganyun's large carrot-like fingers in a daze.

What the hell... this big guy can actually embroider?
Fang Che's face was as red as pig blood. He lowered his head and looked at the flower on his collar out of the corner of his eye. He really felt like vomiting blood.

What a mess!
Who knows this feeling?
Mo Ganyun said proudly: "Ye Mo, it's agreed that you are not allowed to take off this dress within a month."

The crowd roared with laughter.

Including Feng Yun, Feng Xingchen, Yin Bi Feng and others also gloated over the misfortune.

"I have to say, Night Demon, now that you have this flower, it instantly makes people feel that your appearance has improved a lot." Bai Ye laughed.

Feng Yun also said: "It's really good, this flower looks like it has always been there, it's actually a great decoration... Tsk tsk, Night Demon, you must cherish this dress."

Fang Che said weakly: "A grown man doing a woman's job, don't dare to say you are talented."

Mo Ganyun was not ashamed but proud: "With my physique, I am very satisfied to be able to do this."

Everyone nodded silently at this sentence.

Including Yan Nan and others also nodded.

Because this proves Mo Ganyun's flexibility and control.

Yan Nan said, "You must accept the bet, Night Demon. You can wear it for a month. I have to say, you look quite bright with this flower on. On the day of Feng Yun's wedding, you can wear the flower like this. Maybe people will mistake you for the groom."

Suddenly, the whole hall was filled with laughter, almost blowing the hall away.

Fang Che had a look of being at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Among these people, only the deputy chief leaders such as Feng Yun and Yan Nan knew what was going on.

Everyone else was just watching the fun.

Strictly speaking, this is not Mo Ganyun's fault. It is Xiongjiang who is playing a prank on him, and Yannan is adding fuel to the fire...

Fang Che felt a little helpless.

Don't you think it's demeaning for you old demons to make fun of my subordinate, a little demon?
He didn't know that if it weren't for his water control power and the shock caused by the Emperor of Eternal Night, this group of old demons would never have played such a joke on him.

In fact, when one reaches the status of the old demons, one really needs qualifications to make fun of someone.

Fang Che's achievements up to now, his bright future, and the shock of the Emperor of Eternal Night and his water-controlling power made him qualified.

Of course, Yan Nan also has the bonus of being a grandson-in-law...

This is different.

However, this month, Fang Che has decided to wear a bright red peony flower on his collar.

Fang Che looked at Mo Ganyun, and his heart slowly became fierce: Big guy, you wait! You wait for your boss to come back!
Amidst the roar of laughter, there was a strange and joyful atmosphere between the Orthodox Church and the Ten Geniuses of the Guardians.

Yan Nan smiled and said, "Xue Changqing, you must have other things to do this time, right? What does your Eastern Military Advisor want to say to me?"

Xue Changqing was somewhat surprised and said, "Deputy Chief Master Yan is very smart, but how did you know that Military Advisor Dongfang asked me to deliver a message?"

Yan Nan smiled faintly: "I can still guess a little bit about your Dongfang Military Advisor's thoughts... If one day, I let Feng Yun lead the team to Kanku City, I will definitely tell Dongfang Sansan a message."

(End of this chapter)