Lord of the night.

Chapter 1277 Fang Tu Returns to Baiyun [Additional Update for the Young Leader Yixuan]

Just like how Mo Ganyun and the others felt: If Fang Che really died, then they would never be able to get over this matter in this lifetime!

No matter how good you are, Luo Shishui, even if you are a saint, you will never be our friend in this life!
The more than 400 people who came out of the Feng family secret realm were even more fierce than Mo Ganyun and others. Their thoughts were even similar to Zhao Ying'er's: You can even frame someone like Fang Che, so what's wrong with us killing a few people from your family?
We have dedicated our entire lives to the secret realm. Did you frame us for the rest of our lives?
Since you can frame heroes without doing anything, then as heroes who have fought for the continent, killing some of you won’t be a big deal, right?

It must be said that although this idea is extreme, it is very popular in the hearts of those who came out of the secret realm.

Even if they did not come from the Feng family secret realm, but came from other secret realm war zones, they also felt extremely aggrieved.

We entered the secret realm without any regrets, fought bloody battles, experienced life and death in an instant, and endured in there for hundreds and decades. We were born as ice souls and turned into ice coffins after death. To us, escaping death by a hair's breadth was simply a joke.

To be able to escape death a thousand times is not enough to describe it, so what is to be able to escape death nine times?
We paid so much, and countless comrades died in there silently.

A person who made great contributions to the continent and survived was framed by you who have never participated in the battle in the secret realm and became a demon of the orthodox religion! ?

Are you guys worthy?
"When did you come?" Fang Che asked.

"I've been here for four and a half days." Feng Dao said.

"Four and a half days..."

Fang Che was surprised: "Why don't you come to Donghu to find me?"

"Hehe...we should stay away from Xue Changqing."

Feng Dao and everyone else looked bitter.

"What's the matter? If I remember correctly, many of you are older than Xue Changqing, right?" Fang Che asked.

"What's the use?"

Everyone looked bitter: "The status of Xue Changqing, Feng Tian and others is recognized by our ancestors. We are not as talented as them, and our direct lineage status is not as good as theirs..."

"Then there's no need to be so afraid of him, right?"

"Hehehe..."

Everyone sneered: "Xue Changqing, that bastard... likes to assign homework... when he sees us, he will probably nag for a long time and even assign homework... Damn it, I would rather die than do his homework!"

"What homework can you have?"

Fang Che was stunned.

"You don't know... Xue Changqing has assigned homework to everyone in the Xue family who returned from the secret realm. The training goal is fine, but everyone has to write ten articles to promote heroes... It is said that they will be compiled into a book and published on the mainland... Each article must be no less than 50,000 words! The writing must be brilliant, easy to understand, and full of passion and true feelings, so that even children can understand it..."

Feng Dao gloated: "I heard that some of those people have hanged themselves..."

Everyone felt cold: "I don't want to live just thinking about it..."

"Wherever Xue Changqing is, it's our forbidden area! He's really not a human being... I don't know who gave him this habit. He assigns homework to everyone he meets. It's fucking annoying..."

"When I hear the three words 'Xue Changqing', my legs go weak... I miss Hu Tou..."

Feng Dao sighed and said, "If Xue Changqing really assigns me an assignment, I might as well go back and let Hu Tou kill me with one blow..."

Fang Che opened the topic: "Speaking of Hu Tou, before I went to Yunlan River, Hu Tou came to Donghu Lake. I entertained him and he went back very satisfied..."

Everyone burst out laughing at once: "We have already inquired about this matter. It is said that Hu Tou almost went insane after being teased by you..."

We chatted along the way and soon arrived at Baiyun Island.

"I went in for business, and secondly, I finally survived the disaster and needed to go and pay my respects to my mentor...you guys..."

Fang Che frowned.

"We are waiting for you. After surviving the disaster, you will first meet your mentor and then your righteous friends. We have already planned all these for you."

Feng Dao said straightforwardly: "I will take these guys with me. Some of us will report to the garrison hall as external aid to help you and wait for orders. The other part will stay in the Four Seas and Eight Wastelands Building and cooperate with the operation at any time."

"You should be busy with your own things. The key for us is to get together."

"Drinking together is a gathering, killing people together is also a gathering!"

"Don't be polite with us!"

"Exactly. Why are we being polite when we farted in the same bed?"

"Hey... you bastard, watch your words, there are so many females here..."

"What do you mean by female, you bastard? What does female mean? Are you looking for a beating? Go ahead! Kill him!"

Before Fang Che could say a few words, everyone was already fighting like a bunch of pigs in front of Baiyunzhou's gate.

Then Feng Dao whistled, "How shameful! Enter Baiyun!"

With a loud noise, everyone left Fang Che in the woods outside the city gate, and disappeared in a flash.

"What a lovely bunch of guys!"

Fang Che felt warm in his heart and smiled.

I calmed down.

Looking at Baiyunzhou in the distance, I suddenly felt like returning to my mother's home.

He couldn't help but laugh to himself, urging the two-horned dragon horse under his crotch.

"drive!"

With a sound of acceleration, the two-horned dragon horse floated out like a black cloud.

The gate of Baiyunzhou was bustling with people, and the flow of people was endless. The exit and entry sides of the city were extremely standardized.

Zhang Xiaoyi, the city gate officer, was checking the entry and exit passes. He would let people pass immediately after just one glance. People often suspected that they could not see clearly and just waved to let people pass. However, those who were used to this job knew who had problems and who did not, and one glance was enough to tell who had problems and who did not.

It's crystal clear and there will be absolutely no error.

Zhang Xiaoyi is one of the best among them. He has been working as a city gate officer for seventeen years, rising from an ordinary city gate soldier to a city gate squad leader.

The sun is already slanting overhead and it is almost noon. In the winter, only at this time of day can you feel a little warmth from heaven. It is also the most comfortable hour and a half at work in winter.

Feeling the warmth of the sun on his back, Zhang Xiaoyi showed a hint of satisfaction.

Although my legs are still frozen stiff, it’s nice to have this warmth.

He drooped his eyelids and looked at the passes to the city that passed by him.

Then he felt that the bustling city gate suddenly became quiet.

There was sudden silence.

Before he could react, he saw a majestic horse head in front of him, with two golden horns on it.

Then it seemed as if stars flashed before my eyes.

A man in black, wearing a vaguely familiar black cloak, came up to him.

"Lu Yin?"

Zhang Xiaoyi is used to it.

The man in black flipped his fair palm and a pass appeared.

Gold, crossed swords.

The two words above caught my eye like thunder: Fang Che!

Zhang Xiaoyi lowered his head in disbelief, his eyes widened, and then he suddenly looked up and saw a thin, smiling face, with gentle eyes looking at him, and smiled, "Is it okay, sir?"

The people around were filled with excited laughter.

"Ah ah ah..."

Zhang Xiaoyi shouted excitedly, speaking incoherently: "Fang... Lord Fang... Fang..."

A rush of blood rushed to his head, and he shouted with joy: "Boss Fang is back! Boss Fang is back!"

The noise at the city gate quickly spread to Baiyunzhou and continued to spread forward.

Wherever Fang Che went, there were crowds of people, and countless people ran out to watch and lined the streets to welcome him.

The people from Baiyun Martial Arts Academy are making final preparations for departure. This year's martial arts competition will still be held at Tiandu Martial Arts Academy, but it has been postponed for a month due to various things happening on the mainland.

Let spring come, let laughter come, let pride come, let waves come.

Ren Kuang, Ren Dong and others went there as substitutes.

Students from grades 2, 3 and 4 also went there.

Today, Shanzhang Gao Qingyu is giving his last speech before leaving.

"...Our Baiyun Martial Academy has lost for several years in a row... Even if we go out, we can't hold our heads up..."

Gao Qingyu spoke passionately and eloquently.

Xiang Xinghe and Huang Yifan, who were preparing to lead the team, couldn't help but secretly roll their eyes and yawn.

You really have the nerve to say hey.

When have you ever been unable to hold your head up?

After each competition, even though he lost, the old man would always say this when chatting with other schoolmasters: "Come to think of it, Baiyun Martial Academy hasn't produced any talents in these years... For example, Mo Ganyun, Yu Zhongge, Qiu Yunshang, Jing Shuanggao, Dong Yunyu, etc.... Well, there are only a few life and death patrols who went out, oh, and there is also Fang Tu, I almost forgot..."

"It's really embarrassing to say that I have achieved so little. Compared with you all, I am so ashamed that my face is red... You all have won the championship or runner-up every year, so you must have produced more talents than us, haha, haha..."

The other mountain chiefs now take detours when they see Gao Qingyu.

Of course, there were also some that could not be avoided, such as the president of the Northern War College. He had no choice but to sit next to Gao Qingyu during a meeting. He was so irritated that he could not help himself. During the meeting, when the leader was speaking, this hot-tempered president broke Gao Qingyu's nose with one punch.

"This is too much!" The headmaster was so angry that he was shaking all over after beating someone.

The meeting was then suspended to mediate between the two. Gao Qingyu came up to the stage with a bloody nose and said, "I am actually ashamed. I have not been able to train a few talents in these years. With so many students, I can't even fill up the life and death team. The quota was given to Feng Yuxue and a few others... I am ashamed. If Fang Tu had not been taught by our martial arts academy, I would really be unable to hold my head up. I would not be able to face all my colleagues, especially the deans..."

That time Gao Qingyu was beaten and carried back.

Even the leaders on the rostrum took action themselves.

Now when the Ministry of Martial Arts Education holds a meeting, many heads of schools specifically ask: Will Gao Qingyu go? If he goes, I won't go.

Including the leaders of the Ministry of Education, they all specifically said: Just send a deputy dean of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy to attend the meeting.

But Gao Qingyu firmly disagreed and insisted on attending the meeting!

He had wanted to lead the team himself this time, but after the Martial Arts Education Department learned that the first-grade student participating in the competition was actually related to Fang Tu... they strictly ordered Gao Qingyu to reflect on himself at home.

Directly under house arrest.

Everyone knew that if Gao Qingyu went there, all the heads of the martial arts academies would be so angry that they would not be able to eat during this period of time...

(End of this chapter)