Fang Che didn't want to come. As soon as he came, he really felt that An Ruoxing retreated was not a bad thing.

Secondly, he is now Fang Che's identity, not Ye Demon's identity, Fang Che is really worried about losing his composure in front of the tomb of Yin Shen Palace.

Yin Shen Palace, the old devil who used his own life to use all kinds of doubts at first, but finally gave himself his heart and paved the last leg of his life...

It made Fang Che feel extremely complicated and uncomfortable.

If the old demon was aware of the old demon, who knew that the disciple who had paid his life to pave the way for him was actually the undercover agent, what would the old demon feel in his heart?

Sometimes when Fang Che thinks about this, he feels cruel.

But there is nothing to do.

Moreover, I really miss the old devil a little.

The leader of the sect, wearing the robe, high crown and cold face, and Yixin leader of the sect, holding the Blood Spirit Sword, was still constantly emerging in his heart.

After dreaming at midnight, the last battle of the imperial temple that I could not see seemed to be constantly flashing.

Fang Che could even imagine how the old devil was brave enough to make the offer to Yan Nan when he was about to die, and how he fought in blood.

The delicate and selfish old devil who has always lived has been alive and has remained calm and faint smile on his body's face after his death.

He knew that his body would definitely be placed in front of his apprentice.

He was afraid that his hideous expression would touch his disciple's state of mind, so he even died calmly.

Fang Che was carrying wine in one hand and vegetables in the other.

Walking in the evening breeze, wandering in the cold.

Along the way, the spiritual consciousness was inexplicably dazed, and the old devil's voice, appearance and smile kept flashing in front of his eyes. One came and another, interspersed constantly.

In name, it is naturally to drink with An Ruoxing, but in fact...

Master, your disciple Ye Demon, come to see you.

This time I will see you in Fang Che’s identity.

I'm really sorry, I haven't found your space ring and blood spirit sword yet. Even if I check it among the Guardians, I don't know whose hands it fell into...

Fang Che once asked Dongfang Sansan about this matter.

Dongfang Sansan didn't know the specifics.

I just said: It should be in the hands of the few people who were always on the run. Everyone who had been arrested and arrested had searched them specifically, but they did not find these two things.

I can only wait for the future to check one by one.

Fang Che was frolicking in black, walking past the street like a ghost.

On both sides of the road, several shops were found, all with a sign of a phoenix fire, and the shops all read "Nirvana Monopoly".

It is a brand.

Some handmade materials produced by Nirvana Martial Arts Academy were sold openly in the mainland and the public. Fang Che's spiritual sense changed and saw that the products inside were all very exquisite.

Moreover, it actually has a bit of a unique taste.

Not expensive and very popular.

Fang Che couldn't help but sigh: In fact, he was just rudely contributing money. After all, he was the one who really supported the children's sky. After all, he was the one who was like Zhao Shanhe and Qian Ruhai.

If you have money, you have to spend it!

God knows how much effort they have put into the development of Nirvana Martial Arts Academy.

They even calculated step by step plans for the development of Nirvana Martial Arts Academy decades and hundreds of years later.

This is the true era of the ages.

It is impossible for Nirvana Martial Arts Academy to keep investing without any output. It must eventually create value, otherwise it will really drag down the Southeast.

However, as long as you keep going, the output will gradually grow bigger and bigger year by year, and continue to export to the entire continent, and take back property, and eventually turn losses into profits. It is only a matter of time.

Zhao Shanhe and others have already calculated any step during this period clearly.

time!

When the children of Nirvana Martial Arts Academy really appear outstanding... By then, Nirvana Martial Arts Academy will naturally become a banner and a brand on the entire continent.

However, if you want to reach that step, the road you want to take is really too far.

But it's already started.

"This wave of inspections in the southeast, even if the methods are more severe, must lay this foundation for Nirvana Martial Arts Academy! It is enough to avoid one of the worries that the Eastern Military Advisors have been worried for so many years!"

Fang Che made up his mind.

Dongfang Sansan once mentioned that although the people's livelihood in the mainland is of course the top priority, these innocent children who were hurt are always in pain.

Too many, too scattered, and can't be managed.

Fang Che built the Nirvana Martial Arts Academy without any financial resources, but it was like raising a flag across the continent.

With this flag, everything is easy.

Some people on the roadside also felt the shadows and found that it seemed that Mr. Fang passed by, but when he looked at him with surprise, he found that there was no shadow.

Small mountain peak.

On the thirty-six steps.

An ordinary tombstone.

The tomb of An Ruochen and his wife.

An Ruoxing was taking out the food box from a side dish and said, "I'm here to see you again. Tell me about you... why are you so stupid? I lost my life for a devil... Oh, forget it, don't say it anymore, he's gone down anyway. Tell me, why did you become a devil..."

"Sister has never despised you. Even if you live in seclusion and become a rich man? Isn't you very happy in this life?"

"You are a bit disrespectful to me, but you have killed so many people. Now it makes me feel uncomfortable when I think of you. Do you understand? I still have the face to drink my sister's light and drink my wine every day. This is the Guardian's wine. Are you afraid of your throat hurting after drinking it?"

This is the most complicated time for An Ruoxing every day, but it is also the most relaxing time for him every day.

I have to say that An Ruoxing himself doesn’t understand his mood.

But in the whole world... the only one who can talk to me is left.

So many brothers who are good to me have died and withered one by one.

An Ruoxing had a feeling: he was charging forward with a group of brothers, and then there were fewer and fewer people around him. When he rushed to the end, he was confused and alone.

Behind them, there were all the corpses of their brothers.

Even Shen Zhixuan was dead.

The old god told him about Fang Che before he died, but Fang Che died later.

Fang Che's death was like the last straw that crushed An Ruoxing to death.

Because... even the younger generation who is optimistic is over.

He looked at the eight wildernesses and was confused, and he drew his sword and looked around.

Who can relieve my sorrow? Who can understand my intentions? Who can accompany me to get drunk? Who can accompany me to fight?

All are gone, all brothers are gone.

Even the enemy is gone, and even the target is gone.

Who knows this feeling?

That's why he was truly discouraged.

Every night, except for coming here to talk a few words, even when I saw Zhao Shanhe, I didn’t have any desire to speak. What made An Ruoxing feel most desolate was that he and his wife had nothing to say.

Because of his complicated mood, his wife didn't understand or understand it.

But then again, he doesn't even understand, and doesn't understand.

So my heart was so sad day by day.

Fang Che's resurrection caused many fluctuations in his mood, but it was just fluctuations.

An Ruoxing thought about her complicated mood while serving dishes.

After just putting down two dishes, I found a hand in my sight, holding a small bowl of dishes and gently putting them on the ground.

The hand was fair and slender, and the dark patterns on the sleeves were shining with stars.

An Ruoxing's movements stiffened for a moment, and did not look up, saying, "Fang Che, why are you here?"

"Come and see you."

Fang Che whispered: "By the way, I haven't eaten yet. I'll have a meal with you here."

An Ruoxing paused and said, "If you advise me to go back and continue to work, then don't speak."

Fang Che said: "I won't persuade you."

An Ruoxing then looked up and looked at Fang Che.

Fang Che discovered that this deputy chief of the Southeast, who was originally as beautiful as jade, was famous for his calmness and elegance, looked like a young man, now had wrinkles on his face and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes were particularly clear.
To be continued...