"You have finished this reincarnation. After you are buried in a few days, I will come see you again."

"I took your baby."

"Don't worry, I will never forget your revenge. When that day comes, I will use your flying sword technique to kill them!"

Fang Che went all the way back to the mountain col and under the tree, took out his clothes and put them on.

There was a sigh in my heart.

Sun Yuan's family is really...

After looking at all the children with direct and collateral bloodlines, it seems that none of them really have any martial arts skills.

This made Fang Che give up on this idea.

It's unimaginable.

…

When I returned to the city gate, I saw Tang Zheng working hard. The surroundings were indeed in good order.

"You bitch! You just deserve to be scolded! If you scold me, will you be able to do this job?"

Fang Che cursed.

Tang Zheng was confused.

Worri, is this also a curse?

That afternoon, I went back to guard the main hall and deliver orders.

Then I felt that this was the job of guarding the main hall, it was really easy. Nothing happened day by day.

These guys are just freeloaders.

Just when I was about to leave my shift, suddenly there was a scolding in the deacon hall, bang bang bang bang bang...

A woman screamed and cursed, and a group of people nearby covered their mouths and laughed. The person involved was a fat man who was a bit obscene and was apologizing in a low voice.

Fang Che couldn't help but wonder, what's going on?

I went over to ask about it and immediately burst into laughter.

Then I felt that this matter... was so speechless.

Sure enough, boring people are everywhere.

This lady’s name is Jing Xiuyun, she is a junior general in cultivation; and the wretched fat man is at the table next to her; wretched is like a born-born guy; Jing Xiuyun went out for a trip, and this fat man slipped onto Jing Xiuyun’s table

, picked up Jing Xiuyun’s brush and wrote a few words.

I feel like this pen is very useful.

So I found a piece of paper and wrote a sentence, 'Jing Xiuyun's pen is quite easy to use, the hair is smooth, there is a lot of water, and the best thing is that it is tight.'

This sentence praises the writing brush, and it makes sense, but the problem is...

Then this piece of paper was seen by others, and they burst into laughter.

Then Jing Xiuyun came back... How can a woman with a thin skin stand this? As soon as she stretched out her hand, her face was covered with flowers, and she started fucking.

The fat man knew he was wronged and begged for mercy again and again...

"What the hell is this..."

Fang Che doesn't like this kind of vulgarity, and he also doesn't like this kind of noise. Whenever this happens, he always feels like he is outside the world.

But he also knows that no matter what the organization is in the world, there are always too many disgusting people. Such people regard vulgarity as fun and think it is humorous.

He always likes to challenge others' bottom line when doing things and treats it as a joke; he relies on his seniority to take advantage and when scolded, he says that young people should be sensible...

Maybe evil people can be killed, but people like this...

Fang Che shook his head unaccustomedly, stood up and walked out. There was still fighting inside.

There are actually people who are worried about causing chaos in the world...

Ren Chang, who was behind him, also sighed and stood up, murmuring: "Another day has passed..."

Fang Che couldn't help but twitch his ears.

Ever since I started going up and down every day, I would always listen to Ren Chang, who is usually taciturn, say these words. He said these six words every day.

Unstoppable.

I don’t know what is hidden in the heart of this guy who is usually taciturn, doesn’t get involved in anything, doesn’t even watch the excitement, doesn’t listen to gossip, and is generally isolated from the world. Every day, these six words "the day has passed again" are so...

It is full of desolation, relief and mixed emotions.

Fang Che couldn't help but feel a little curious.

Fan Tiantiao is at the door.

That face that had been wrinkled all year round looked a little funny at the moment.

Seeing Fang Che coming out, he came up to him and said with a smile, "How do you feel?"

Fang Che sighed: "I feel like I'm wasting my life, doing nothing every day."

Fan Tiantiao laughed dumbly and said: "The world is like this. How can there be earth-shattering events every day? Things are all composed of such ordinary little things, which are piled up little by little to make up the various aspects of life."

Fang Che curled his lips and said, "Is it as boring as the one just now?"

"Don't you think this is also a kind of vitality?" Fan Tiantiao said.

Fang Che said expressionlessly: "I don't think so."

"What's the good of always fighting and killing?"

Fan Tiantiao said: "Who lives in mountains of corpses and seas of blood every day, life and death in an instant? Why do we practice martial arts? Isn't it just to live a peaceful and happy life one day?"

Fang Che said calmly: "You are right. But what I want is that with the peace and happiness I have earned through my own strength, even if disaster strikes, I can still live a good life. Instead of living in peace and happiness,

When waiting for disaster to strike, close your eyes and wait for death."

"My way of saying it is to fight hard. But your way of saying it is to just live and eat and wait to die."

Fang Che said coldly.

Fan Tiantiao was stunned.

I actually think what he said makes sense.

Hey, what's going on? I came here to do ideological work, but why did I end up here doing ideological work?

"Fang Che, may I know what your dream is?"

Fan Tiantiao caught up and asked with a smile.

"dream?"

Fang Che was stunned for a moment.

Why do these two words give me such a strange feeling?

Fan Tiantiao was still in a working state of 'I am doing ideological work to reverse the evil thoughts of bad people', and said: "Yes, people must have dreams when they are alive. Now that you have arrived at the guard hall, what about your dreams?

What is it?"

Fang Che said coldly: "You won't believe my dream even if I tell you it. It's okay if you don't tell me."

Fan Tiantiao said: "How do you know I don't believe it if you don't tell me?"

"My dream is to kill all those who believe in me."

Fang Che looked at Fan Tiantiao's face mockingly: "Do you believe it?"
Chapter completed!