Lord of the night.

Chapter 751: San San's Tension [Additional Update for Alliance Leader Xi Chen Yue]

This time, I don't need to replenish the elixir, I can use my own strength to delay time again. Since I am full of energy, of course I have to use the strategy of delaying.

The Wind God Blade is a sharp weapon for annihilation at the critical moment of life and death! It is completely different from stalling time!

Fang Che fought quietly, saving people as his main purpose, because he knew that the real moment of competition had not yet arrived.

This secret place cannot be guarded by one person alone.

The more complete the combat power, the better.

Moreover, the power of the Starry Sky Spirit Liquid can restore the human body to its complete state, and the most important thing is to cleanse the meridians.

After that, taking the pill can show the full effect again: this is the most valuable aspect of the Starry Sky Spirit Liquid.

Fang Che originally wanted to hold out for forty or fifty hours before taking it out, but now that he has only held out for thirty hours, he feels that he can’t delay any longer.

If we delay any further, I'm afraid we will really end up killing all of our own people.

……

outside.

Yan Xifeng was like an ant on a hot pan, moving back and forth like a whirlwind.

"How long?"

After walking a few laps, he would ask a question, and the timekeeping official next to him was so dry-mouthed from the questioning.

"Forty-five hours have passed. Chief Supervisor!"

"Forty-five hours... Forty-five, forty-five..."

Yan Xifeng frowned and turned back and forth: "Why is it so slow? Did you see it wrong?"

Everyone was speechless.

The sixteen Feng Family Saint Kings who had gathered all closed their eyes and concentrated on regulating their breathing. Everyone's breathing was consistent, steady, and stable.

They had already prepared for the upcoming life-and-death battle.

As long as the door is open, anyone who goes in first will surely die!

Everyone knows this.

Therefore, the Holy King standing at the front was unwilling to give up his position no matter what.

If you want to die, I'll die first!
"What are the chances of holding out for a hundred hours?"

Yan Xifeng asked.

A Feng family Saint Emperor expert nearby had a serious expression on his face and said softly, "It's hard to say. It's already been forty-five hours. If half of the combat power inside can be left, and the elixirs can still be supplied, it won't be a big problem to hold out for eighty hours."

"But I'm asking about a hundred hours!"

Yan Xifeng said angrily.

"According to intelligence, there are still 665 people inside, including the company captain, 666."

The old man of the Feng family said with difficulty: "If you want to hold out for a hundred hours, there must be more than six Saint Kings inside, and the current combat power of 666 cannot be lower than 450! Only then will it be possible to achieve a tragic victory in the end!"

"Even if that's the case, after guarding for a hundred hours, no more than twenty people will be able to come out alive."

Another old man with a snow-white beard sighed, "Because, after forty or fifty hours, even if there are still some pills, their effects are less than 30%."

"The worst thing is that the spirit cannot be restored."

"We have been fighting for fifty hours straight without relaxing for even a second... The next half of the time will depend entirely on our willpower."

Finish this sentence.

Everyone was silent at the same time.

Sigh softly.

At this point, everyone basically understood: in other words, the possibility of lasting a hundred hours was extremely small.

But no one had the heart to tell this cruel truth.

"Oh shit!"

Yan Xifeng turned around and around like a mad buffalo, spitting out air wildly from his nostrils, and began to turn around again.

"How many hours has it been?"

"…It's less than a quarter of a second before forty-five hours and zero."

Although I felt helpless when the chief inspector asked me the same questions over and over again, I still had to answer them.

"wait."

Yan Xifeng sighed softly.

All the Feng family members who were preparing for battle here had solemn expressions on their faces.

Everyone was thinking: The Wind God Blade should have been used six times by now, right?

Everyone looked at each other, and they all saw what the other person wanted to say: Get ready for the battle! The hope of surviving is not very great.

"Who is the captain inside?"

The white-bearded old man from the Feng family asked with a fixed gaze.

"Why do you care who the captain is?" Yan Xifeng said unhappily, "Why do you care so much?!"

This question has been asked five or six times, and each time Yan Xifeng responded angrily. Moreover, whenever this question is asked, Yan Xifeng's temper will become very bad.

Everyone had to remain silent.

There was news on Yan Xifeng's communication jade.

He hurried out and went to a place where there was no one.

Sent from Xue Fuxiao.

"The door is not open, right?" Xue Fuxiao asked.

"It hasn't opened yet." Yan Xifeng said.

"You bastard, if it's not open, then it's not open. What does it mean that you reply that it's not open yet? Are you looking forward to it opening?!"

Xue Fuxiao was actually angry.

Yan Xifeng felt aggrieved: "Brother Xue, it's not open. It's definitely not open!"

"Watch carefully!"

Xue Fuxiao was cut off again.

Yan Xifeng sighed. In forty-five hours, Xue Fuxiao had asked the same question four times.

It can be clearly seen that Xue Fuxiao is very anxious.

"Ah... I'm doing this job..."

Yan Xifeng was almost depressed.

Guardian Headquarters.

Dongfang Sansan had a gloomy face and rolled his eyes from time to time to glance at Xue Fuxiao who was sitting on the chair in front of him. One could feel the anger that Dongfang Sansan was trying hard to suppress in his heart.

Xue Fuxiao, the young wife, usually huddled in her chair, not daring to breathe.

"Have you asked?" Dongfang Sansan said with a gloomy face.

"It's not open." Xue Fuxiao complained in his heart: If you care so much, why don't you ask it yourself!

Every time you make me ask, but after I ask you you are never satisfied.

What can I do? Is there anything I can change?

"San, how about I go out and wait?" Xue Fuxiao asked cautiously.

"You sit still! You are not allowed to go anywhere!"

Dongfang Sansan's tone was harsh and overbearing.

"...Okay." Xue Fuxiao obediently closed his legs and shrank back into the chair again.

Ever since the fight started over there, Xue Fuxiao has been trapped here and hasn't moved at all.

Even when he asked to go to the bathroom, he was rejected: "Hold it in!"

Dongfang Sansan was constantly handling official business, and his speed was getting faster and faster. His face was getting more and more gloomy.

Forty or fifty hours passed without either of them having a rest.

Dongfang Sansan took out the communication jade, looked at it for a while, and put it back on the table.

The above is the call interface with Fang Yunzheng; he has not told Fang Yunzheng about this matter yet.

Mainly because I didn’t dare to say it.

Dongfang Sansan is now feeling very nervous. This is the first time he has felt nervous in all these years.

Until now, Dongfang Sansan has not figured out how to explain to Fang Yunzheng if the door is opened!

He will definitely come and tear me apart... He is so brave...

If Fang Che was in front of him now, he would definitely be beaten up and scolded! Dongfang Sansan could definitely break his persistence of not taking action for thousands of years!

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Moreover, Dongfang Sansan cannot keep sending messages to Yan Xifeng, as that would probably scare Yan Xifeng crazy.

So he could only hold Xue Fuxiao firmly here!
You ask!

Ask again!
You ask again!
Xue Fuxiao was also worried, but he was so worried that he lost his temper.

It's obvious. The reason why there's no news from Yan Xifeng is that the door is not open, and if it's not open, that means he's still alive.

This is a clear idea, right?
I can think of it, but San San can’t?

But Dongfang Sansan just kept asking.

Xue Fuxiao was worried and helpless, and she was angry but dared not speak out. In comparison, it was a triple torture!

Any louder breathing would result in a fixed death stare.

The pressure is too great!

Finally, Dongfang Sansan finished dealing with the mountain of things in front of him again, then rang the bell with a relaxed smile on his face, looking gentle and elegant.

Xue Fuxiao also cooperated and acted relaxed and at ease, and the two seemed to be chatting and laughing.

The person who came in took away the processed documents.

The door closes.

The relaxed look on Dongfang Sansan's face slowly faded away, and Xue Fuxiao curled up in a corner of the chair again, trying to reduce his body area and reduce his presence.

"How many hours has it been?" Dongfang Sansan asked.

"It's been eighty-six hours." Xue Fuxiao said weakly.

"Not open?"

“No.”

"Ask."

"it is good."

Finished asking.

Xue Fuxiao wiped the sweat off his face and said, "It's definitely not open."

"How much time is left?"

Dongfang Sansan asked.

How much time do you not know how to calculate? Even a child can do it!

Xue Fuxiao roared in his heart, but said honestly, "There are still sixteen hours left."

"Your calculations are really accurate." Dongfang Sansan said sarcastically.

Xue Fuxiao lowered his head, hiding his pale face.

"Three, I should be close to a breakthrough..." Xue Fuxiao tried hard to liven up the atmosphere.

"Ah……"

Dongfang Sansan gave him a death stare: "Can you kill Zheng Yuandong?"

"That's not possible." Xue Fuxiao sighed.

"Then what did you say?" Dongfang Sansan said mercilessly: "I thought you could beat the Sky Centipede God!"

"...I was wrong." Xue Fuxiao tried to shrink back in the chair again.

Suddenly.

Dongfang Sansan frowned when he saw the message. He immediately picked up the communication jade and said, "Go to Sanchuan City and check it out, as fast as possible!"

Over there, Rui Qianshan flew out immediately.

There was a period of low pressure in the east during this period. Although others could not feel it, Rui Qianshan could feel it. He stayed in his own small yard for several days in a row. He neither joined the drinking party of Wu Daotian and others, nor did he make trouble for anyone.

He had wanted to run away a long time ago.

But Dongfang Sansan had no plans and didn't dare to run.

Fortunately, Brother Nine asked Xue Hanhan to take charge and not me. If it were me, I would probably have wanted to commit suicide right now - Rui Qianshan has been feeling grateful for several days.

Every time I think of Xue Fuxiao, I want to take out the communication jade and ask, "Brother Xue, are you happy?" But I use a lot of willpower and still hold back.

Now I have received an order to go out, which is like a blessing from heaven.

I took the time out of my busy schedule to send a message to Xue Fuxiao.

just ran.

"Brother Xue, hold on!"

When Xue Fuxiao saw these words, his face turned dark!

But now it was obvious that something big had happened, and he couldn't care less about this bitch. He hurriedly asked Dongfang Sansan: "What's wrong?"

"Something happened outside of Sanchuan City."

Dongfang Sansan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"what's up?"

Xue Fuxiao also became nervous. It must be no small matter if Dongfang Sansan could show such an expression.

(End of this chapter)