"Justice Jiu!"

Fang Che shouted excitedly.

The voice was almost choked for a moment.

When I saw this elegant face again, I felt like a different life.

It's been more than a hundred years!

See you again.

Dongfang Sansan came alone, without anyone to accompany him, and looked at Fang Che warmly and smiled: "Little guy, I've suffered this time."

"For the great cause of the Guardians, this little suffering is nothing."

Fang Che smiled and said, "And it has been arranged a long time ago, so I can't say anything bitter. It's just a play."

Dongfang Sansan suddenly laughed and said happily: "Fang Che, when I see you again, I feel so comfortable! Very comfortable! Hahaha..."

When we met last time, Dongfang Sansan just felt that Fang Che looked like Fang Yunzheng, but after guessing and confirming, the meeting ended.

But this time I met, I had known that this guy was Fang Laoliu's son, and that was his legitimate nephew!

What is manifested in that expression is completely different from before.

This change made Fang Che feel it clearly.

It seems that the relationship between my father and the Eastern Military Advisor... is really not ordinary.

"I will arrange for Fengyunqi to be his apprentice."

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "What do you think of my arrangement?"

Fang Che said: "Thank you, Master Jiu."

Fang Che woke up and chatted with him. Ye Meng had already said this. Fang Che was extremely satisfied with it. An unexpected surprise. What kind of person is Fengyun Che? What he learned all about is the world, but he wasted it himself...

It's great to learn from him by his wife.

"Also called Jiu Master!"

Dongfang Sansan frowned and glared: "What should I call me? Didn't your father teach you?"

"Uncle."

Fang Che quickly changed his words.

"Well, that's right."

Dongfang Sansan smiled with satisfaction, stroked his beard and said, "My friendship with your father Ba is a serious brother who knocks on the ground. You should call me uncle. But you can't call me in front of outsiders."

"That's certain."

Fang Che couldn't help but smile. He met Dongfang Sansan several times, sometimes with a beard, sometimes without a beard, but this time he came with a beard and kept stroking it. Obviously, he wanted to be a senior in front of his nephew, and it was unreasonable to have no beard...

Dongfang Sansan's thoughts were almost completely disguised.

Ye Meng couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and her pretty eyes almost fell out: What? Archer is actually the nephew of the Eastern Military Advisor? Why don't I know about this?

Thinking of his father-in-law Fang Yunzheng, was he the sworn brother of Jiu Ye?

Then, isn’t Archer’s true identity even more than the Prince in the Guardian Headquarters?

The nephew of the Eastern Army!

He is already at the level of the ancestor.

I also became the grandmother of the ancestors?

Ye Meng's thoughts spread very quickly, staring at her pretty eyes, and her eyes circled and soul wandered outside the sky.

Seeing Ye Meng like this, Dongfang Sansan and Fang Che couldn't help laughing.

It seems that this incident shocked the girl very much.

"Ye Meng is my niece-in-law, so we must make good arrangements."

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "And, Lao Qi's ability is really a waste of him, night dream..."

Ye Meng was confused: "…Ah?"

"Remember to take the old thing clean, otherwise he would take it to the coffin and scoop by him without using any skills. What a pity."

Dongfang Sansan said: "Do you understand only after you have exhausted it, then you will be able to get out of the army?"

Ye Meng couldn't help but smile and said, "Master also said, if I don't learn all his abilities, I will not be allowed to become a master."

"That's right."

Dongfang Sansanyang said, "It seems that this old guy is a little enlightened. He can actually know that he has wasted good things. Tsk... It's a pity."

He said that, shaking his head, looking like a pity.

Fang Che and Ye Meng couldn't help but look at each other and laugh.

Dongfang Sansan's pity can be seen with his naked eyes. With Jiu Ye's temper, it really feels a pity. Fengyunqi has all his skills and miscellaneous learning, and now he has used it far less than 30%.

What a pity?

After joking for a while, Dongfang Sansan said, "Ye Meng, go outside the door and watch. No matter who comes, don't let him in."

"good."

Ye Meng stood up, and she knew that the Eastern Military Advisor was going to talk to Fang Che about the important matter.

After Yemeng left Dongfang Sansan, she relaxed her whole body and sat half lying on the chair without any image. She sighed and said, "Arche, you are back this time, you really scared me. I didn't even dare to tell your father."

"What?" Fang Che smiled and picked up the teapot on the side to make tea.

"Who knew that there was something that made you back like this?"

Dongfang Sansan took a sip of tea and said with relief: "It's really hurt! All the injuries are real! This really scared me so much that I almost stopped breathing. Yan Nan is really cruel, I'm afraid I'll see the flaws."

"It turned out that you suffered such a serious crime. It's really lingering..."

Speaking of this, Dongfang Sansan was a little scared: "If I told your father, your father came to see you like this, he would probably be demolished by him."

"No, my dad is a very reasonable person."

Fang Che felt that he had to speak out for his father.

Dongfang Sansan laughed and said, "Be rational... If he is reasonable, he will not be your father...Arche, I tell you, if one day you find that your father is normal, then you have to pay attention, maybe you are possessed by the demons outside the domain..."

"Ha ha……"

Fang Che made a gimmick for it.

But thinking about my father's various actions, I have to say what Master Jiu said, which seems to make some sense...

Dongfang Sansan smiled and said, "Lying down, lying down, our two men have enough time this time, so we don't have to be so impatient; we can count wherever we talk, even if we forget today, we can continue to talk tomorrow."

He narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "This time, I will give myself a holiday because of yours. I don't care about anything other than your affairs. Alas, I have to say that this kind of life is just comfortable. No wonder your father doesn't want to come out..."

Fang Che realized it.

Dongfang Sansan has resentment towards his father.

There is a lot of resentment!

But it’s normal to think about it. Even though I know that there is such a peak combat power, I just thrifted flowers and vegetables at home.

This made Dongfang Sansan, who was almost unable to open his hands, could not have any resentment?

But there is nothing to do if you have resentment. As soon as Fang Yunzheng came out, Fang Che was done. Therefore, even if Dongfang Sansan had resentment soared into the sky, he had to endure it.

I have to say that Master Jiu is also quite frustrated.

Fang Che thought to himself.

He was forced by Dongfang Sansan and lay on another recliner. Then he remembered the recliner that Feng Yun gave him, so he hurriedly searched in the ring and pulled out two: "Uncle, my nephew, two chairs to honor you."

"Chair?"

Dongfang Sansan was a little surprised, chair?

So he lay down and tried it, and his eyes widened: "Huh? This chair...is good."

"What Feng Yun and I want."

Fang Che said, "You can leave a few pictures, so you can rest on weekdays."

Dongfang Sansan nodded repeatedly: "Well, then I will leave two. I need this thing very much, one in the bedroom and one in the office...tsk, good things and good things."

He said: "After a while, Ye Meng was wrapped with some silk threads, it would not be exactly the same as Feng Yun's; it would be better to make a different visual effect."

Fang Che couldn't help but admire him.

There are definitely not many chairs in the world that can recognize Feng Yun, but Dongfang Sansan is still guarding against the problem and blocking this point first.

This carefulness is enough to tell everything.

Dongfang Sansan, who changed the recliner directly, waved his hand, sucked the tea table and placed it between the two recliners, and said, "It's comfortable to speak like this. I have to say that only the number one young master of the Orthodox Church can enjoy it. Such wood, such craftsmanship, and such design...tsk...is pretty good."

Fang Che couldn't help laughing: "Feng Yun is indeed a person who pursues the ultimate in everything."
To be continued...