Lord of the night.

Chapter 896 Revenge! Revenge! [Additional chapter 29 for the Golden Alliance madman]

When Old Man Shen was still around, Li Changkong often drank with him, but they kept it a secret and never said it out loud.

Both of them know what is going on.

Now that the old man is dead and I am the only one left, I must keep this secret even more!

"Hey……"

In Baiyun Martial Arts Academy, the students were completely excited.

Chief Commander Fang is not the Night Demon, Chief Commander Fang died unjustly!

No body left, the body was torn to pieces!
A hero of his generation, famous in the martial arts world, benevolent to the southeast, benefiting the world! Yet he was framed, hunted down, wronged, and died a violent death.

The students' emotions were the most intense.

They are also the easiest to be incited and the most likely to explode. They are young and full of vigor, and have an overflowing sense of justice.

How could I bear hearing such a thing!
Especially a few days ago, I just cursed someone.

Once the self-blame and guilt come up, my whole heart trembles.

I remember that General Fang once came to the Martial Academy to give a speech. His heroic and graceful demeanor is still vivid in my mind. His handsome and flawless face is still fresh in my memory.

But they are separated forever!
"Revenge for Chief Fang! Seek justice for Chief Fang!"

Ren Chun and others have gone completely crazy.

Big brother is dead!
The eldest brother was wronged, framed, hunted down, and then killed!

"Impossible! Big Brother won't die!"

Ren Chun's eyes were filled with blood: "Who dares to say that my elder brother is dead! Who dares!"

Ren Dong has vomited blood and fainted.

The small body was vomiting blood mouthful by mouthful and was completely unconscious.

The other brothers all had straight hair.

Trembling all over.

I even felt a little psychedelic, as if I was dreaming. How could someone like my elder brother die?

Sikong Dou came and took the person back.

He knew that Jiuxiao's attack was too great and that he would definitely not be able to bear it at such a young age.

For Ren Chun and others, the whole world is dirty.

The whole world is ugly.

Only that ray of light always kept them warm, but now, even that one ray of light is gone.

How can we accept it? How can we bear it?
After bringing the nine children back, they were knocked unconscious one by one and laid on the bed. They were then fed some pills and allowed to have a good sleep, using sleep to overcome this grief.

The two brothers Sikong Dou sat opposite each other.

His face looked heavy.

"Really dead?"

Sikong Dou asked in a low voice, his white hair floating in the wind, making him look extremely old.

Sikong Ye also lowered his head: "According to the situation at that time, there was no hope of survival, but... I have always been puzzled by why Fang Che never used the Dragon God Halberd and the Sky Sword until that time."

"Even if I haven't mastered the Sky Sword, the Dragon God Halberd is enough. It's better than his ordinary sword..."

"Also, although the Soul Chasing Incense was used continuously, Fang Che had several chances to escape. At that time, if he used the Nightmare Night Demon Divine Art at full power, he could also escape. After all... there were tens of thousands of miles of mountains and forests."

"Why didn't Fangche do that?"

Sikong Ye frowned and said, "So, I still firmly believe that Fang Che is not dead."

Others may not understand Fang Che’s strength, but Sikong Ye is almost his mentor, so how could he not know?
At the beginning, when Fang Che was trying desperately to break out, Sikong Ye saw it.

Fang Che still has huge reservations.

So it must be a game.

That was why Sikong Ye came back immediately after being summoned by Sikong Dou, because he was afraid that his strength would cause trouble there and affect Fang Che's plan.

But now that Fang Che was beaten to pieces in front of millions of people, Sikong Ye felt something was wrong.

Hearing Sikong Ye say this, Sikong Dou immediately became excited: "You mean, a game?"

"That's all I can guess."

Sikong Ye said.

"hiss……"

Sikong Dou twirled his goatee and his eyes rolled around.

The sadness on his face disappeared, and he murmured, "Even if it's a trap...but we can't suffer losses in vain."

Sikong Ye said: "Brother is right. It is not just the Jin family's idea to capture Jiu Xiao. Other families must want to capture him as well."

"Yes."

Sikong Dou said: "It doesn't matter whether they catch him or not, but wanting to catch him... This is intolerable. They actually want to catch my grandchildren?"

Sikong Ye said: "And I have encountered this opportunity to beat the drowning dog..."

"So this fucking price must be paid! This is a heinous revenge!"

Sikong Dou said viciously.

"Of course, we have nothing to do with Fang Che, and we will not avenge him, but they want to capture our grandchildren. This is something we cannot tolerate," said Sikong Ye.

"Of course."

Sikong Dou said: "But for this matter, we have to wait until the guardian has dealt with them himself before we do it."

"of course."

Sikong Ye said: "It's a good opportunity for me to reorganize my power during this period. Do you want to contact other Night Emperors to work together?"

Sikong Dou rolled his eyes and said, "Why do we need to contact us about this? If they want to take action, that's their own business. We are just doing our own thing. It has nothing to do with us if they want to take action. It's not your fault." "I understand. What you said makes sense, brother." Sikong Ye understood.

"Pay attention to who gets the best treasure."

Sikong Dou said: "We can't let them take advantage too much. Those are our things. I will take them back when I have time."

"That's right, what Big Brother said makes more sense."

……

Baiwuzhou has become a sea of ​​crying.

The whole city is filled with incense and candles, and the smoke rises to the sky.

There was a white banner on the ground, and white lanterns were hung at the door of every household.

Some even hung spirit-calling banners.

Tears were pouring down everywhere in the mourning hall.

Everyone was dressed in white.

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The largest mourning hall was built in the largest square in the city.

A statue of Fang Che stands tall.

Couplets with black words on white cloth are hung high.

"When you come to White Mist Continent, the haze in the sky will dissipate in one day. From then on, you will know that there is a blue sky in the world!"

"As you leave this earthly world, it will no longer be possible to distinguish between right and wrong. From now on, the mountains and rivers of this continent will never be as beautiful as before!"

"He has become a saint in heaven, and there will be no more blue sky on earth!"

"The world is full of tears; it's not worth it!"

"The bamboos of Nanshan Mountain are used up to express my endless love, and the waves of the East China Sea are used up to express my unfathomable hatred!"

"An injustice that lasts for thousands of years has been turned into a false one; loyalty has been turned into treachery!"

"Thoroughly investigate the kindness of the world and the world will always be a fairy guest in the mortal world; only when you confuse right and wrong and mix up black and white will you know how many villains there are in the world!"

"..."

Some people even spontaneously began to cast bronze statues of the six major families, engraved their names on them, and knelt around Fang Che's statue.

The people of Baiwuzhou are very simple-minded. At the beginning, they were just organizing the funeral for Fang Che.

"General Fang is gone. This filthy world is not worthy of a good person like General Fang staying here. Let's let General Fang leave in peace. Let's take care of his funeral first. This is the most important thing! Let's not talk about those parasites, evil spirits, shameless people, and despicable villains now!"

"Send Mr. Fang away. Then we can discuss revenge later!"

"Boss Fang's affairs are more important than anything else. What are they? Let's take care of the funeral first! As for revenge... that will last for generations, until one dies, and it will never end. It's an endless hatred!"

"From now on, it is written into our ancestral precepts that revenge for Chief Fang is the lifelong ambition of our descendants! If one generation cannot avenge him, the next generation will do it!"

"Let Mr. Fang watch from heaven. We in Baiwuzhou will never forget his great vengeance!"

"We may not be able to wipe out all of that big family in one generation, but we will eventually wipe them out one day!"

“Jin Chu Pan Shen Meng Luo!”

"Write it into the ancestral precepts!"

"I am ashamed of my last name Pan!"

Baiwuzhou was holding a grand funeral; every household enshrined Fang Che's spirit tablet.

Fangwang Temples are rising one after another.

The incense is in full bloom.

From now on, the people of Baiwuzhou will have one more thing to offer to their ancestors.

"May General Fang rest in peace in heaven and bless Baiwuzhou. I curse Pan Luo... that several families will die out soon, without any descendants, and that everyone will die miserably and never be reborn."

It has to be said that there are curses mixed in with the offerings and sacrifices, and this is true for the entire nation. Baiwuzhou is also unique.

Then a nationwide movement began.

"Revenge for Chief Fang!"

"revenge!!"

"I spent all my money to let my son learn martial arts, and I killed the despicable villain who framed Chief Fang with my own hands!"

Driven by the power of hatred, Bai Wuzhou's desire for martial arts suddenly exploded like never before!

Some big families have introduced measures: putting a sum of money in the garrison to support qualified children from poor families to practice martial arts.

In this way, the rumor of "training slaves for one's own family" was avoided, but it gave many children with martial arts qualifications the opportunity.

In fact, everyone knows that if these children achieve something in the future, they will never forget this kindness.

But this is a favor after all, not a targeted training of one's own thugs. There is still a difference.

Therefore, it received a lot of praise and many families followed suit.

But at this time new problems arose.

Everyone was wondering: "Where did Palace Master Wu Zhiyun go? Why did he disappear?"

"Ever since Chief Fang was framed, Palace Master Wu Zhiyun was arrested. It was said that he was asked to frame Chief Fang. Palace Master Wu refused to comply and was severely tortured. Since then, there has been no news of him. Could he have been murdered?"

The people guarding the hall became suspicious and began to look for Wu Zhiyun.

Because the White Mist Continent Guarding Hall was leaderless, the Jin Palace Master from the Jin family took office a few days ago, and things turned upside down. He ran a step too late, and when he packed up his property and ran again, he was blocked by a group of unknown warriors at his residence and a fight broke out.

Later, more and more warriors came, all with their faces covered. Hundreds, thousands, and even millions of them surrounded the Golden Palace Master and his confidants and beat them to death.

There was not a single intact bone in his body, and his body was now hanging limply on the flagpole in the square.

Swaying in the wind.

No one knows who did it. After investigating, the guards in the main hall came to the conclusion: it was an enemy from the underworld.

(End of this chapter)