Lord of the night.

Chapter 1361 Brother Yan, why are you so smug? [Seeking votes and subscriptions!]

Ning Zaifei stubbornly tried to say something defiant, but after thinking it over several times, she finally bowed her head and said humbly, "...No. Hehe."

I almost farted, but luckily my buttocks reacted quickly and I managed to clench them.

“Protector Ning, be careful.”

Dongfang San San smiled: "Once the kill order is given, there is no chance of survival. We should complete it as soon as possible."

"..." Ning Zaifei's mouth was filled with bitterness, as if he had eaten a bitter herb.

To be honest, I still don't understand why I was put on the kill order. I've been completely confused, and today I was asked about it on the spot.

“However, Protector Ning can rest assured during this challenge in the clouds.” Dongfang San San smiled.

"……Yes."

Ning Zaifei breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid you'll disregard the rules and attack me here.

As long as I don't do anything, no one will be able to find me when I get back.

"Protector Ning, how much of the ten billion people in the Yellow Springs have you repaid?" Dongfang San San asked with a smile.

"Uh... I've paid back quite a bit." Sweat still broke out on Ning Zaifei's forehead.

"We can't keep owing money. How can we keep owing money?" Dongfang San San said.

"Yes...uh, yes..."

Ning Zaifei retreated, covered in sweat.

Yan Nan cursed, her face very unpleasant, "You good-for-nothing."

Ning Zaifei's weakness displeased him.

However, he also knew that there weren't many people on his side who could stand up to Dongfang San San.

Even Duan Xiyang had to swallow his pride in front of Dongfang San San.

So it really can't be triggered.

“Protector Ning is a real talent… The Netherworld desperately needs someone like him.”

Dongfang San San made no attempt to hide her murderous intent towards Ning Zaifei.

Yan Nan said, "Your side in the Yellow Springs and Netherworld needs quite a few talents. For example, that one who has now killed more people than Ning Zaifei."

Dongfang Sansan frowned and became wary, saying, "Someone can fight the Emperor of Eternal Night to a draw? Brother Yan, are you planning to kill him?"

Yan Nan laughed heartily: "If I were to kill such a junior, wouldn't I be giving him too much credit?"

Dongfang San San said calmly, "It's best if that's not the case. Brother Yan, I didn't let you touch the treasures over there."

Yan Nan said, "Those who are destined to die will never live, but those who are destined to live will live on. Brother Dongfang, each generation has its own experiences. Whether it was you and me back then, or our predecessors and successors, we all struggled through constant death."

“Brother Yan is right.”

Dongfang San San said calmly, "However, there are still far more outstanding young people in this generation of the Weiwo Zhengjiao than on the side of the Guardians. Brother Yan needs to pay attention to the balance."

"Each each other."

Both leaned back in their chairs, and then Chen Gu stepped forward and began to speak to Yan Nan telepathically.

Yan Nan's expression remained unchanged, without revealing any emotion in her eyes. After exchanging words with Chen Gu for a moment, Chen Gu withdrew.

Then I picked up the tea and took a couple of sips, and inexplicably felt a sense of peace.

Looking up, he saw Dongfang San San leaning back comfortably in her chair, smiling at him without saying a word.

Yan Nan couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"

This guy didn't bother me at all.

Yan Nan felt something was missing. Why didn't he criticize me anymore?

Dongfang San San gently shook her head, only smiled faintly, and remained silent.

Yan Nan couldn't help but feel uneasy at his laughter, and asked with a dark face, "Are you mute?"

Dongfang San San remained silent, only smiling.

Yan Nan couldn't hold back any longer and was about to explode: "Dongfang, don't push me!"

Dongfang San San then smiled and said, "You've never arrived early in all these years, but this time you came earlier than me, saying it's out of respect for me. Then why didn't you respect me all these years before?"

Yan Nan, however, became calm and composed, crossed his legs, and said indifferently, "There must be a reason."

Dongfang San San smiled faintly and said, "Among those who are trying to climb the rankings, there is a very important person?"

Yan Nan crossed her legs and swayed back and forth, looking quite relaxed.

"Guess again."

"Is this important person not because of their status or position?" Dongfang San San said, "Otherwise, Feng Yunyan and Bei Han would be more important than others. So you didn't come for Feng Yunyan and Bei Han. You came for someone else."

Yan Nan continued swinging her leg: "Guess again."

"If it's not Feng Yun and Yan Beihan, then it must be because of Ye Mo. You're worried about Ye Mo coming to climb the rankings! But why aren't you worried?"

Dongfang San San said, "For the Emperor of Eternal Night? For the divine treasures obtained by the Night Demon?"

Yan Nan swung her leg: "Hehe..."

Dongfang San San said, "So the Night Demon has other uses? Which uses are more important than the Emperor of Eternal Night? What are they? Useful to the sect, something that makes you, Yan Nan, value them so much?"

Yan Nan stopped swinging her legs, coughed, picked up a cup of tea, and took two sips. She felt her heart clench and pound.

Damn it, I only arrived a little early.

That old fox actually saw right through his true nature.

Dongfang San San looked at Yan Nan's face and smiled calmly: "Brother Yan, why are you coughing? Are you nervous? You get nervous when I say this? It seems that's indeed the case? Let me think about it."

Yan Nan said with a dark face, "Dongfang, if you have so much free time, why don't you consider something else, like the outcome of the competition?"

"It's just about climbing the rankings; there's no real competition or defeat involved."

Dongfang San San laughed heartily, then suddenly seemed to realize something, and his expression turned serious.

Then, scrutinizing eyes looked at Yan Nan.

Yan Nan felt a sudden jolt in her heart!
Dry mouth.

Surely it can't be guessed?

Dongfang San San suddenly switched to telepathy: "Brother Yan, Zheng Yuandong has emerged from seclusion? And he's taken a liking to this junior, Night Demon? That's impossible, isn't it?"

Yan Nan felt his heart suddenly sink, but he said with a stern face, "Brother Dongfang, I'm a little curious. Why do you, the dignified chief strategist of the Guardians, value a junior so much lately?"

Dongfang Sansan chuckled and said, "To be honest, Brother Yan, the people from the Three Realms who came out of the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect... my ranking of the top 500 of the Weiwo Zhengjiao sect is more accurate and precise than your own ranking."

"..."

The wild geese south remained silent.

But he was powerless to refute it. Because he knew that what Dongfang San San said was true!
There is no doubt that the rankings I made are definitely not as accurate as those made by Dongfang San San.

"You've been focusing too much on the younger generation these past few years."

Yan Nan said, "As lifelong rivals, you haven't even studied the eight or nine of us?"

Dongfang Sansan frowned deeply and said dismissively, "Brother Yan... are you joking with me... what is there to study about you guys? I've remembered everything you've forgotten!"

"..."

Yan Nan remained silent once again.

Mom was speechless.

It's so devastating.

We have nothing left for you to study.
Dongfang San San said, "Brother Yan, why did you deliberately change the subject? Could it be that Zheng Yuandong has really taken a liking to Night Demon? And the Cloud Weapon Ranking isn't something you want to see, but something your boss wants to see? So that's why you..."

Yan Nan chuckled: "Dongfang, it's fine if you have doubts yourself, but do you really want me to tell you the answer personally?"

Dongfang San San frowned and glanced at him.

He then lowered his head slightly, tapped his fingers on the armrest, and began to quietly contemplate.

Yan Nan felt that she had finally gained the upper hand, so she proudly crossed her legs again, raised her head slightly, and looked at the scenery around her.

Dongfang San San's eyes suddenly flashed: "Brother Yan, why are you crossing your legs again? Are you feeling quite smug?"

Yan Nan was taken aback, then her face twisted in pain: "Dongfang San San, you even care about me crossing my legs?"

"You were quite smug just now, but after some guessing, I made you lose your smugness and took it away. However, when I continued to guess a few more times, you crossed your legs again and became smug once more. What this illustrates is quite obvious."

Dongfang San San said with certainty, "Then it seems I guessed the direction behind me wrong!"

Yan Nan froze, her face contorted as she looked down at her legs, and said speechlessly, "Am I smug?"

"You're getting cocky!"

"...This is fucking..."

Yan Nan was speechless: "Dongfang, I'm just sitting here with my legs crossed, and you can write a book about that?"

"Every movement of the body reflects one's mood."

Dongfang San San said, "Brother Yan dominates the world, swallowing up humankind without any scruples. So, his small actions do reveal his feelings."

Yan Nan shook her head wearily and waved her hand, "Forget it, forget it, guess whatever you want. Whether you guess right or wrong, just keep it to yourself and don't say it out loud. I've come all this way, and I haven't even had a chance to sit down properly. I'm already tired of talking to you..."

"Brother Yan's weariness indicates that one of my previous guesses was correct."

Dongfang San San continued to ponder.

Yan Nan thought to herself: Damn it!
What a waste!

There's nothing you can do in front of this old silver coin! Just crossing my legs almost got my secret exposed!

What's wrong with Laozi, the deputy head of the sect in charge of religious affairs, crossing his legs? How could it trigger so many associations in your mind?
That's absolutely unreasonable!

Looking at Xue Wu sitting beside him, calmly drinking tea, Yan Nan waved and said, "Wan Shi! Come here, let me test you."

Feng Wanshi stood ramrod straight: "Please give your instructions, Vice Chief Master Yan."

“Tell me about Senior Xuewu’s background. Let me see if you know anything,” Yan Nan said.

Feng Wanshi looked troubled and glanced at Xue Wu.

Xue Wu smiled faintly: "Speak."

"About 20,000 years ago, a small family on the continent suddenly produced three geniuses: Xue Luo, Xue Wu, and Xue Fei. The three of them had a common encounter and obtained a legacy. This legacy is said to be the legacy of the Wind and Snow Celestial Venerable from 60,000 years ago, much earlier than Lord Junlin. However, there is no way to verify it."

"The three brothers ventured into the martial world together and quickly rose to fame. They made many friends in the martial world, such as the Feng family's Fengshuang, Fenglei, and Fengyan seniors, and the Yu family's Yudi, Yusi, and Yumeng... cough, several seniors. In... cough, many years later, one of them, Xueluo senior, established a family, which is the origin and predecessor of the current Fengyuxue Xue family."

(End of this chapter)