Lord of the night.

Chapter 881 It’s a pity that none of you will die! [Additional chapter 20 for the Golden Alliance madman]

Everyone was shocked.

"Disappeared so quickly?"

"Isn't this too fast?"

The leading black-clad man had a calm expression and said calmly, "This is the most normal thing. Fang Tu has been a powerful figure for many years. If he doesn't have this kind of preparation and plan, it would be too disappointing."

"However, the more this happens, the more interesting this matter becomes."

The man in black said, "Missing? The entire continent is protected by us, where could he disappear to?"

"Let's keep the investigation secret for now. Once the outbreak breaks out, we'll start a continent-wide manhunt!"

"Yes."

The leader of the men in black calmly looked around and asked, "Is everything cleaned up?"

"It's over."

"Let's go into the Yi Xin Sect and take a look. The Yinshen Palace has been in operation for more than a thousand years, so there must be a lot of treasures. Now, all of them are ours."

Everyone was in high spirits and walked into the Yi Xin Sect.

The Yi Xin Sect had completely fallen silent, and all the screams had ceased.

The men in black flashed back and forth like ghosts.

"All the followers and their families, more than 27,000 people, have been killed. Not a single one is left alive."

"The devil cult leader deserves death."

"We found the warehouse."

"I have found the personal treasure vault of Yinshen Palace."

"We have found the true underground treasure house of Isshin Sect."

"It's really fucking fertile, and it's really a lot of good things to teach you."

"..."

The men in black exclaimed.

The leading few men in black had already walked into the study of Yinshen Palace. They saw that it was clean and tidy, and everything was neatly arranged in an orderly manner.

Opposite the desk in Yin Jingong, there is a portrait hanging.

It was a woman, dressed in white, gentle and pretty, with eyes like stars, standing there with a smile on her face.

It’s just that this painting has a feeling that it’s somewhat out of tune with its surroundings.

There are still some wrinkles on it that have not been smoothed out.

It is probably not usually here, or it is not usually taken out, but now it is hung out.

The masked man in black looked at the painting for a long time and said, "This should be An Ruochen, the sister of An Ruoxing, the deputy chief of Southeast."

“There shouldn’t be anyone else.”

"Take down the painting. This is the evidence that An Ruoxing is colluding with Yi Xin Cult!"

"it is good."

Someone carefully took it down, and then discovered that the color of one area of ​​the wall was slightly different from the rest.

The man uttered an "eh".

"There's something strange here, is there something hidden?"

So I started to study it, and gently peeled off the wall, only to find that it was actually hollow inside, as if there was some treasure. I moved it a little, and it actually moved.

Like a big drawer.

Everyone immediately became excited: "As expected of the Demon Cult leader, this thing is hidden everywhere, pull it out, pull it out."

The leading black-clad man said, "Be careful, there are hidden weapons and traps."

The man laughed and pulled it out very carefully, saying, "I know what's going on. My spiritual sense is always monitoring it. There won't be any problems. Besides, even if there are hidden weapons, what can they do?"

As he said this, he exerted force and pulled the thing out of the wall.

It was indeed a big drawer, but there was nothing inside the drawer.

There were a few words written at the bottom, which formed a sentence.

When everyone came closer to take a look, they saw this sentence: It’s a pity that none of you will die.

"What a pity that none of you will die? What do you mean?"

"It's a pity that none of us will die?"

Everyone was confused.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud bang, and a strong explosion suddenly occurred under the ground of the Yixin Sect. The power of the explosion was so strong that it instantly blew all the buildings of the Yixin Sect into the sky.

All the people in the Yi Xin Sect were blown up in an instant.

Rumble…

The Yi Xin Sect's location was completely destroyed.

All traces will be erased from this world.

After a long time.

Men in black, in tattered clothes, walked out of the ruins.

Several people were actually seriously injured.

There is a buzzing sound in my ears that lasts for a long time.

But each of these people is a super master, and this kind of mundane explosives, which is buried deep underground, has very limited lethality to them.

Just as the message from Yinshen Palace said: It’s a pity that none of you will die.

"What a cult leader! How many explosives has he buried under his own ass?!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Now I really understand what that sentence means. This old devil Yinshen Palace actually has such a trick up his sleeve! The explosion of this level of explosives may have an impact on us, but for the followers and families of Yixin Sect, won't they be reduced to dust? Yinshen Palace actually arranged to drag everyone to be buried with him. He is really heartless and cruel!"

Everyone was furious.

"This is not to deal with his followers of the Yixin religion."

The leading black-clothed man snorted and said, "The people are dead, so there is no need to plant this kind of stolen goods. The words are very clear, it is used to destroy the traces of Yi Xin Sect and deal with people like us."

Everyone was silent.

The man said sharply, "Besides, all these people from Yixin Sect are dead now. Were they killed by the explosion at Yinshen Palace?"

The men in black were silent. They had killed him with their own hands, so it was not Yinshen Palace's fault.

"Catch the team!"

"The treasures that were blown away are basically impossible to find. Let them... be buried with the leader of the evil cult."

The smoke was rising.

"Pick up the bodies and throw them into a big pit and bury them."

Half an hour later.

Teach with all your heart to create silence.

Desolate and dilapidated, a ruin.

Only wisps of green smoke that had not yet burned out continued to rise from all directions.

Dissipate in the air.

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When Fang Che received the news from Yinshen Palace, his heart skipped a beat. He watched Yinshen Palace continue to send him a long string of messages.

Everything that happened from the time I first met the old devil to the present day is like a clear spring, flowing silently in my heart.

The old devil's voice, smile, and the faces of Mu Linyuan, Sun Yuan, Qian Sanjiang, and Hou Fang kept flashing before his eyes.

Distant, empty, ethereal.

Fang Che felt mixed emotions.

The messages continuously transmitted from Yinshen Palace suddenly came to a halt.

Finished sending.

Fang Che hurriedly sent a reply, but received no reply anyway.

Fang Che continued to send messages, but still received no reply.

Fang Che put down the communication jade and sat blankly in the chair with lifeless eyes.

He knew that Yinshen Palace had already made preparations. This old devil was using his own life to make a final effort for his disciples.

Then pave the final path for his disciples.

Fang Che couldn't help but shed tears, but with the activation of Fang Che's magical power, his tears immediately evaporated.

Now is not the time to be sad.

In the past few days, there are obviously more strangers in Donghuzhou, and high-level warriors are coming in continuously.

Fang Che still maintained his usual working attitude, as if nothing had happened and everything was as usual, but he was mentally prepared.

Feng Yun’s message had already been sent.

Everything is arranged like a clear line.

Everything is ready.

Between heaven and earth, there is already a net of heaven and earth for him, but it is also a super big stage. Now, all the service personnel for the drum accompaniment are in place.

Just waiting for the protagonist to come on stage and perform.

Fang Che stood up slowly.

He walked out of the office with his hands behind his back, only to see Zhao Shanhe running towards him.

"Fang Che, go! Go quickly!"

Zhao Shanhe rushed to Fang Che, his face ferocious: "If you don't leave now, it will be too late. This time, I can't protect you!"

Fang Che smiled: "Thank you, Chief Zhao."

"Oh my god, why are you still being polite at this time? Hurry up and leave!"

Zhao Shanhe stamped his feet anxiously.

Cheng Zifei and others also appeared: "General, let's go. Now the entire southeast is under control. As long as you are alive, you will have a chance to make a comeback. If you die, you will have nothing."

"They won't allow you to survive in this situation!"

They are all people who have survived all kinds of storms. Cheng Zifei, Zhao Shanhe and others can see clearly that this situation is already overwhelming.

Although the opponent hasn't launched the attack yet, once it does, the world will collapse and the sky will fall.

Even if Fang Che had wings, even if he had supernatural powers, he would definitely die this time!

Now, this calm before the storm is Fang Che’s last time and last chance.

"If I leave now, won't I be confirming my guilt with my own hands?"

Fang Che smiled bitterly and said, "Besides, can we get out if we leave now? There are already more than a thousand divine thoughts entangled with me."

"..." Zhao Shanhe and others sighed helplessly.

"Leave me alone for a while."

Fang Che said softly: "Everyone, don't let me implicate you. It is not the right thing to do to tip me off at this time."

"It's causing trouble... hehe..."

Xiong Rushan was extremely angry and said, "How can someone like Mr. Fang be treated like this? Is there any justice in this world? People like us are nothing but insects that others can easily kill. What does this have to do with getting involved or not? It all depends on whether others want to do it or not!"

The Chief Financial Officer came over breathlessly: "Chief Zhao! Please come back with me!"

Zhao Shanhe asked angrily: "Why?"

Chief Financial Officer Qian Ruhai came up to him and bowed to Fang Che apologetically: "Boss Fang, I'm sorry, we can't do anything about this matter. I've asked the higher-ups, and this wave is not something that can be handled by just one person or one family!"

Fang Che nodded calmly: "I understand, I don't blame you."

“But the achievements in the southeast must be preserved.”

Qian Ruhai grabbed Zhao Shanhe and said, "If you get involved, Southeast will be finished, and all of Mr. Fang's hard work will go down the drain. Why are you interfering? Come back with me!"

"You three go back too!"

Qian Ruhai's words were ruthless but realistic, and were exactly what Zhao Shanhe and others had to do.

As for Fang Che's matter, we can only hope for God's will.

But Southeast is still Southeast.

There is also Nirvana Martial Academy in the southeast, and tens of billions of people! These still need Zhao Shanhe to take the helm!
Fang Che smiled faintly, floated out with his hands behind his back, and the black-clad figure quickly walked out of the gate of the Southeast Headquarters and headed towards the direction of Prince Fang's Mansion.

Countless divine thoughts, both overtly and covertly, were following his movements.

(End of this chapter)