But his mind was immersed in the sea of consciousness.
The Yin Shen Palace asked Mu Linyuan to send a thousand top-quality spiritual crystals, two bottles of elixirs, and a blood smoker to pass down the complete secret book.
Then there is a token that opens the Midi Valley.
There is the Blood Dragon Ginseng that was specially cultivated there by the Solipsistic Sect to assist the Hattian Sword.
It’s all good stuff!
Fang Che thought in his mind, how could he have enough reasons to take out these resources?
It doesn’t matter on the Guardian side, you can just say it and go, but the key point is on the Solipsism side: How can the Solipsism believe that they can go so easily?
The guardian didn't even check?
Let’s say this is important or not, but saying it’s not important is still a detail.
And often the reason why too many major events fail is because of a certain detail.
So one has to proceed with caution.
Anyway, it is not possible to go directly from Baixiangzhou to the Forest of All Spirits. You must first go back to Donghuzhou.
The World Escort Agency will also open soon.
The Night Demon hasn't been out for a long time.
At present, walking on three legs has become walking on one leg, which is impossible. Both sides must keep up.
But now Donghuzhou...
Huh?
Only then did Fang Che realize that a few people were missing: "Where are Master Xue and the others?"
"Master Xue and his dragons have disappeared, who knows their whereabouts?"
The old man rolled his eyes: "You have average strength, but you have a lot to worry about."
Fang Che coughed and said: "My strength is not much different from yours now..."
The old man scolded: "Can that be the same? How old are you and how old am I? I am already a person waiting to die, how can I be the same as you? I can file a retirement report now, can you?"
"I can't."
Fang Che lowered his head in despair.
I was wrong……
You are retiring soon. You are great and I can’t afford to offend you, okay?
He sighed again in his heart. His status was indeed too low now. If he wanted to have personal contact with Xue Fuxiao, Xue Fuxiao had to take the initiative.
If it really doesn't work, I have no choice but to tell the military advisor about this matter through my father.
But on Dad’s side, it’s really not appropriate to take any action now.
It's just that if there are too many transfer contacts like this, there will be problems - because Fang Yunzheng will be unable to bear it!
A person who sits at home with nothing to do every day handles some thrilling top-secret events every day - isn't this torture?
For the time being, Fang Che gave up on his plan to pass his father's route.
Fang Che sighed, took out the communication jade and started to reply.
The first is of course Fang Yunzheng.
"I'm fine. It's just a minor injury. I've fully recovered now, and my cultivation has improved a level. I'm now at the third level of the monarch level."
"Fart! If Heavenly King Xiao does it himself, will everything be fine? What on earth will happen?"
"I've really recovered. You don't have to worry. If anything happens, I'll let you know. You can rest peacefully at home and don't listen to the wind or rain. Your son is very safe."
"Let me know if anything happens in the future."
"I understand...my mother doesn't know about this, right?"
"How dare I let her know?"
"That's because you still have to live a life, and you have to let her know that you can't live it either."
Fang Che secretly warned his father.
"Little bastard! Get out!"
Fang Yunzheng was angry.
Why do you think I am a strict wife?
Fang Che resigned obediently, cut off communication with his father, and began to reply to the messages from Solipsism.
Communication Five Spirit Gu, hold the Communication Jade in your arms.
Send individual messages quietly.
Those from Yin Shen Palace, Mu Linyuan, Feng Xing, Ling Kong, Xi Yun, Lei Jiutian...
The focus is of course Yan Beihan’s.
The messages Yan Beihan sent to Fang Che during this period can be said to be all kinds of.
What you did today, what you will do tomorrow, team structure, current integration situation, various plans, next steps, logistics, troubles, etc...
Fang Che comes up with a plan every two days.
Yan Beihan doesn't just talk about work, sometimes he also talks about some life matters to adjust the atmosphere.
In Fang Che's view, Yan Beihan's statement seemed to be a statement of "I don't regard the Night Demon simply as a subordinate", but it was a means to win people's hearts.
So I tried my best to cooperate.
After finishing the conversation, he would always add a sentence such as "Master Yan, how do you treat your subordinate... I am so grateful that my whole body is filled with warmth..." and other flattery words to express loyalty.
Recently, it was Yan Beihan's greeting: "Ye Mo, how are you now?"
"The situation is pretty good now. My cultivation level has actually broken through the first level, and I am currently at the third level of the Lord level."
Fang Che replied.
When I was about to reply to someone else, I found that Yan Beihan replied instantly.
"You are a third-level scholar at the level of a talented person, so hurry up and practice. I will break through to the saint level soon."
Fang Che suddenly felt something was wrong.
A sour mood rose up, and I didn't want to speak for a moment.
He is about to reach the Saint level...this is true.
"Congratulations to Mr. Yan. Mr. Yan is truly gifted and has extraordinary qualifications. His subordinates cannot compare with him."
"I just have more resources than you, have a better family background, and have better sparring skills."
Yan Beihan said: "Don't be reluctant to use those resources of yours. Use them as soon as possible. I will deal with Hanjian Mountain Gate next. Then I will see if I can get you some resources along the way so that your cultivation can be improved again."
Go up a level."
Fang Che: "Thank you, Master Yan."
I was also a little speechless in my heart.
I don't know how far away it is. Although I don't know exactly where the Hanjian Mountain Gate is, Fang Che is sure it's not near the southeast. It's at least several thousand miles away.
Your words of advice are really smooth.
"My subordinates are going to inspect Yixinjiao, Master Yan."
"Okay, go about your business."
Yan Beihan cut off the communication and frowned, his pretty face full of displeasure.
This feeling of being far away made her very unhappy.
I obviously want to ask with concern: How is your injury?
But you can't ask.
Because as soon as he asked, Fang Che would immediately know that he was exposed here. This was something he couldn't do.
But I really want to ask.
This Heavenly King Xiao really deserves to die!
How dare you assassinate Night Demon!
How do you think of a way to express this tone?
Yan Beihan was thinking deeply. Anyway, this dumb loss cannot be tolerated.
…
Southeast Headquarters.
Feng Yun came back after taking a break from his busy schedule. He couldn't always accompany Bei Mingxin around the Forest of All Souls.
Bei Mingxin felt like he was on vacation in the Forest of All Souls, as if he wished he could not go back for ten or twenty years.
But I can’t do it myself.
There are still many things going on here at the Southeast Headquarters.
When I was far away from the southeast headquarters, I could vaguely smell the fragrance.
"Why does it smell so good?"
Feng Yun asked Feng Yi: "Isn't it late autumn now? This smell seems to be coming from the southeast headquarters."
Feng Yi sniffed and nodded: "Like."
"What's going on?"
Feng Yun was a little stupid and couldn't figure it out.
The closer you get to the southeast headquarters, the more fragrant and fragrant the fragrance becomes.
"These guys are crazy..."
Feng Yun muttered.
OK.
It's the scent emanating from my southeast headquarters. The closer you get, the stronger it gets.
As a result, Feng Yun, who had just entered the Southeast Headquarters and the office building, was surrounded by the scent and immediately covered his nose.
"What's going on! It stinks so much?!"
This rich fragrance was wrapped in a complex taste of extreme odor, which made Feng Yun almost spit out.
For a moment, all the internal organs were tumbling.
He immediately became angry: "You bastards, you didn't even clean the toilet while I was away during this time, right? Why did you just let it go after it rained some time ago?"
Everyone looked disgusted: "Young Master Yun...this is really not us..."
Only then did Feng Yun realize that everyone in the southeast headquarters had a piece of cloth covering their face.
And if you get closer, you can smell it. Everyone is fragrant. Everyone seems to have been soaked in various perfumes.
But all of them looked miserable.
Just like a social animal that has been squeezed dry by life, unable to compete but unable to do anything but endure it, carrying the pressure like a mountain...
"What's wrong?"
Feng Yun asked, covering his nose.
"It's Mr. Sun..."
"What's wrong, Mr. Sun?"
"Master Sun started to emit this smell when he came back... until now... it's getting stronger and stronger..."
Feng Yun felt it.
It was immediately unbearable.
Turn around.
"I remembered, Altar Master Bei Mingxin is very urgent. Please continue to stick to the headquarters. If anything happens, send me a message in time."
Carry one envelope and two envelopes.
Didn't even get through the door.
With a whoosh, he ran away as if running for his life.
Everyone was stunned.
"Master Yun! Master Yun..."
But Mr. Yun was already a hundred miles away.
Everyone is dumbfounded. We are all looking forward to your coming back to persuade and talk to see if you can stop Mr. Sun's bad behavior...
As a result, you turned around and left?
The problem is, you can go, but what about us? Where are we going?
Feng Yun finally left the headquarters. He felt that the sky was blue and the air was clear. He couldn't wait to take a few breaths and then asked: "What are you doing, Mr. Protector Sun?"
Cover two: "I don't know."
"Go back after a while..." Feng Yun sighed: "You two should contact them at any time, and you can go back when the smell is gone."
He sealed the letter and nodded twice.
"Has the Chief Protector... been buried underground for so many years that his intestines are rotten? Only now does he smell bad?"
Feng Yun had a sudden idea.
Cover two: "..."
You dare to say this, but neither of us dares to say it.
"Where are we going?"
Feng Yi asked.
"Everything is fine, I'll take you to Donghuzhou for a walk."
Feng Yun's smile contained deep meaning: "By the way, let's go and see how prosperous Donghuzhou is now."
"It is said that Xue Fuxiao is in the southeast now."
"That's okay."
Feng Yun said: "Master Xue is in the southeast, what can happen? If Buchou was here some time ago, I would not dare to go..."
??????????.??????
The first and second covers seem to be understood but not understood.
Why are you afraid when Buchou is here? Why are you not afraid when Xue Fuxiao, who is much stronger than Buchou, comes?
But neither of them asked.
Follow Feng Yun and head towards East Lake in a carefree way.
…
As soon as Fang Che entered Donghu Prefecture, he received two pieces of good news.
Prince Fang's Mansion has been renovated.
There is no need for the construction team to report this matter, the entire Donghuzhou knows about it.
This is Captain Fang’s house!
Not many people knew about it when the construction started, but after more than half of the construction, Fang Wangfu became famous in East Lake.
The murderer king of Donghuzhou, Prince Fang’s Mansion has become famous far and wide; after Baixiangzhou killed tens of millions of people... Prince Fang’s Mansion has become famous in the southeast!
There are too many people in Donghuzhou who don’t know who the chief executive of the Southeast Headquarters is, but there is absolutely no one who doesn’t know who Prince Fang’s Mansion is!
As soon as the construction was completed, the news spread, and the whole city knew about it in an instant.
Because the people have high expectations for the completion of Prince Fang's Mansion - since Captain Fang has built a house and residence here with so much care, he will definitely live in Donghuzhou permanently!
As long as Captain Fang lives here permanently, the stability of East Lake Island can be imagined.
Apart from anything else, as long as Prince Fang's Mansion is located in Donghuzhou, even if there are Jianghu people from other places, everything they want to do must be weighed and weighed.
Is my neck harder than the hundreds of millions of people who were killed by Fang Patrol?
This is an obvious benefit.
Therefore, the people spontaneously spread the word of mouth, and soon everyone knew about it.
Another news that Fang Che received was that the World Escort Bureau has been completely completed and will be opened soon!
East Lake merchants welcomed the World Escort Bureau even more.
Of course, there is the first escort agency in East Lake, Dadao Escort Agency. But the market in East Lake is so big that some businessmen can't even queue up at Dadao Escort Agency.
It's better if there are no time requirements, but if there are goods that require time, or fresh food, etc... that would be fatal!
If you delay it for one day, it will be a huge loss. If you delay it for three days, it will be completely ruined!
The World Escort Agency, like the Dadao Escort Agency, is one of the best security escort agencies!
Basically nothing happened.
The escort masters are all masters! Moreover, their discipline, style and spirit are even better than that of the Broadsword Escort Agency.
I feel reliable at first glance.
In the days when the escort bureau was not open for business, the training of the escort masters and head escorts by the World Escort Bureau was open to businessmen.
Even training etiquette, conversation, dealing with people, etc...
They also perform ring competitions for businessmen and compete within the escort bureau. If you want to be the head escort and lead escorts out for escorts, you need qualifications!
If you are not a master, I cannot let you play dart!
This made the businessmen even more satisfied and full of praise - and this was the reason why Dadao Escort Agency wanted to establish World Escort Agency before.
You are a dart boy and not an opera singer. What do you perform every day? Can't you just be a dart boy?
How can we get rid of you singing opera every day?
But Zhao Wushang was helpless.
He didn't want to act or sing like this, but the problem was... the head escort was missing!
And couldn't be contacted.
Logically speaking, Tianxia Escort Bureau should have opened ten days ago, but there was no other way but to delay it in this way.
Although the advertising effect was excellent, businessmen waved their banknotes one by one to urge the business to open as soon as possible.
But Zhao Wushang can't make the decision.
We had no choice but to say: "Our bodyguard bureau must first show our strength to everyone, and let everyone feel more at ease with us. In the bodyguard industry, the most important thing is to be honest, honest, and responsible..."
The businessmen were amazed by it.
What an escort!
From the deputy chief bodyguard to the bodyguard below, all of them have honest and honest faces.
Including some of them with sinister faces, they look quite scary, and they actually get nervous when talking to people... so honest!
Little did they know that those arrogant people were worried that they would scare someone every time someone spoke to them. Once someone was scared by them, the next step would be a slap on the face with a stick and all kinds of incredible punishments...
Moreover, I only kept a few of them as templates, and I was not happy even if I wanted to make two incisions on my face.
Who will be your negative example after you have had plastic surgery?
So these guys are really nervous when talking to people now. It's just because of fear, not because of so-called honesty...
At this time, Fang Che returned to Donghuzhou.
The old man Shen and others went back to resume their lives.
Fang Che and Ye Meng went straight to the yard of their team in the inspection hall.
From a distance, I heard the crisp sound of practicing from inside.
"Hahaha!"
Those were a few little guys working hard.
Fang Che was a little surprised when he heard this: "This is a little surprising...Why do I hear the smell of warriors from these shouts? Although the little guys have made rapid progress, they have only just made up for their background. They should not advance so quickly.
Bar?……"
Ye Meng was also a little surprised: "Yes, we are not here, but they wouldn't be so fast on their own. They only left two thousand taels of silver when they left..."
The two walked into the door and took a look.
I saw nine little guys practicing boxing on the horse stance. Every punch they threw must be done with all their strength.
Let out a loud roar to increase your momentum.
Their faces were all red, their feet were covered in sweat, and their bodies were steaming.
Next to it, there was a slim figure holding a pointer made of wicker to supervise, constantly correcting the wrong actions of each little guy.
This man is dressed in white, pure and clean, indescribably quiet, and has a temperament like an orchid in a deep valley. He has picturesque features, a tall figure, long flowing hair, and a beautiful face.
Just standing there makes people feel a sense of tranquility rising from the bottom of their hearts.
Turns out to be an acquaintance!
Zhao Yinger!
Ye Meng bit her lip and sighed in her heart.
The good spirit does not work, the bad spirit does not work, my own premonition has come true again.
Sure enough, it was this woman who made me feel threatened and friendly at the same time...
At this moment, Zhao Ying'er also spotted the two of them and came up to them in surprise: "Mr. Fang, you are back."
Then he saluted Ye Meng: "Hello, sister-in-law. Long time no see."
Ye Meng held Zhao Ying'er's hand affectionately, with crooked eyebrows and a friendly smile, full of enthusiasm for meeting again after a long separation: "Ying'er, why are you here? It's really surprising, I haven't seen you for a long time... I can
miss you."
"I miss you too, sister-in-law."
"I dreamed about you the day before yesterday. It seems that we sisters really have telepathy. Now you appear..."
Ye Meng said with emotion and joy: "I never thanked you for what happened last time. If it weren't for you...Fang Che, he would be...thanks to you, Ying'er, I..."
Speaking of this, Ye Meng's eyes turned red and she burst into tears: "I feel scared when I think about that day, so I'm even more grateful to you... Ying'er, it's great that you're okay, thank you..."
Zhao Ying'er also had red eyes: "Sister Yemeng...sister-in-law, you are so kind to me."
The two girls reunited after a long absence, holding hands, as intimate as if they were one person. Sometimes they cried, sometimes they laughed, sometimes they whispered, and then they held hands and let out a sweet smile.
Fang Che looked on in shock.
It is true that Ye Meng is grateful to Zhao Ying'er, but it is also true that Ye Meng is wary of Zhao Ying'er. Fang Che has heard Ye Meng talk about his fear of Zhao Ying'er countless times.
Because of this incident, my waist has been twisted at least hundreds of times.
Flowery radish, attracting bees and butterflies, romantic seeds...etc., I don't know how many times I have been scolded.
But now... where can I see the slightest fear?
This is so affectionate. I feel like I'm not even that affectionate with you.
The two women were talking, but they didn't know what they said. Zhao Ying'er tilted her eyes towards Fang Che and smiled. Then Ye Meng hit her. She didn't know what they said, and Zhao Ying'er chased Ye Meng again.
After two blows, the two hugged each other and laughed...
"Tsk...women are indeed the most incomprehensible animals in the world..."
Mr. Fang was convinced.
Ye Meng was very grateful to Zhao Ying'er and had an extremely high opinion of Zhao Ying'er. She also felt like she was facing an irresistible enemy.
I don't say a single bad word on weekdays.
But Fang Che could see that Lan Xinxue, who also showed affection for him, had less weight in Ye Meng's heart than even one percent of Zhao Ying'er!
Ye Meng was completely dismissive of Lan Xinxue, who was not inferior in appearance and temperament; but the same was true for Zhao Ying'er.
After Fang Che learned about Lan Xinxue's true intention, he greatly admired the woman's intuition.
So cool!
Now the two women were chatting and actually ignored me.
Fang Che rubbed his nose and had no choice but to talk to Ren Chun and others.
Ren Chun waited for a while and looked at Fang Che with surprise on his face, but he didn't dare to move or speak. They all looked at Zhao Ying'er eagerly with their eyes.
This is the rule set by Fang Che: Be attentive when you start training. No matter who comes, including me, if the teacher who is coaching does not speak, you are not allowed to interrupt the practice!
Zhao Ying'er smiled from a distance and shouted: "Disband."
Suddenly...
There was a loud bang.
Wow wow wow...
Fang Che's body was covered with little hairy monkeys.
"Big brother...you are back..."
"We miss you so much."
"Big brother still smells good." Ren Dong sniffed intoxicatedly.
"That's right."
"Big brother, I have passed the level, I am a warrior."
"Me too, me too."
"We all are." Ren Chun concluded.
The little faces are as bright as flowers.
"How did you get in?"
"After Sister Zhao came, she gave us a good massage and ate a lot of good food, and then taught us one by one."
"When did Sister Zhao come?"
"I've been here for more than ten days."
"oh oh……"
Fang Che understood. It seemed that Zhao Yinger arrived shortly after he and others set off.
It's just that no one informed me about this... Tsk.
Fang Che looked at Ye Meng and Zhao Ying'er, who were chatting affectionately over there, and scolded Zhao Shanhe and others in his heart.
No need to say anything about this.
Why didn't you tell yourself? Because Ye Meng has been following you around.
Zhao Shanhe and other old guys must all know what happened back then, and they all know Zhao Ying'er's unexplainable and unexplained feelings towards him.
So of course they didn't say it.
As for saying this is for his own good... Fang Che definitely doesn't believe these old guys! He is sure that these old guys are all waiting to see him having fun - that's for sure!
"What a bunch of good superiors who are afraid that I will get too comfortable! I am really unlucky to have met you and worked under you for eight lifetimes..."