It's only now that I feel like my energy from the crazy rush has calmed down.

Even she herself couldn't figure out why she had to go so fast.

After meeting Fang Che, another kind of regret arose.

I have to say that Fang Che's current appearance as a night devil is really not as pleasing to the eye as the appearance of Fang Che...

Feng Mu glanced at Fang Che, and Yan Beihan moved his steps and said, "Come and sit."

Walk towards the flat rocks over there.

Fang Che rushed over quickly, waved his sleeves in a very stupid way, and swept away all the dust on the stone. Then he took out two pieces of clean clothes from the space ring and put them on them.

"Master Yan, please sit down."

Fang Che's original intention was to show Yan Beihan: I have a space ring.

So if you give me something in the future, don’t worry that I won’t be able to take it away. Just come in as large a quantity as possible.

But Yan Beihan didn't think about this aspect at all. She only felt Night Demon's thoughtfulness.

I couldn't help but feel sweet in my heart.

He sat down slowly, feeling happy in his heart, but said lightly: "Sir Night Demon seems to go out with girls often, and he is so skillful in doing this to please girls."

Fang Che glared: To please a girl? When did I please a girl?

Looking at the clothes on the stone, could this be what it means?

Let me go, I...does this define you as a licker?

He scratched his head, smiled and said flatteringly: "Master Yan is a noble man from heaven, with fairy-like appearance, pure and pure, extraordinary and uncontaminated, and not stained by the worldly dust. It is a blessing for this big stone to be able to be sat on by Master Yan."

, how can I soil the adults' clothes again..."

Yan Beihan sat comfortably and said: "Well said, which girl wouldn't like to hear these words? It seems that Lord Night Demon is very good at dealing with women."

Fang Che felt helpless.

Aren't you here to deliver something? Why did you start talking about my love history?

"Sir Yan, you are joking. This is the first time for this subordinate... In these years, you have been hunted down in the rivers and lakes, sleeping in the open air, what chance do you have to please a girl?"

Fang Che said with a look of sorrow on his face.

Yan Beihan turned around with bright eyes and said, "Oh? You don't have a few confidants yet? I thought you already had a group of wives and concubines."

Fang Che looked aggrieved: "My subordinates are still just mediocre people... Which kind of good girl can like me... Last time at Sihaibahuang Building, I already reported it to Lord Yan..."

I mean, didn’t we talk about this topic last time? Why did you come here with a gun and a stick this time?

A trace of discomfort flashed in Yan Beihan's eyes: "Still just a bare-bones guy? Really?"

"Really, it really can't be true anymore."

Fang Che said with a serious face: "I swear, I have never told a lie since I met Mr. Yan."

"puff……"

Yan Beihan couldn't help laughing immediately: "Hahahaha..."

But when he stopped smiling, his face turned cold, and he said calmly: "Yes, I haven't told a single lie, Night Demon, you are a talent."

"hey-hey."

Yan Beihan suddenly felt an evil fire rising in his heart.

He patted the stone beside him and said, "Sit down too!"

"I don't dare. I can just stand."

"Sit down if I ask you to!"

Yan Beihan lost his temper and his eyebrows stood up.

I thought to myself, you sleep on the same bed with your wife and sit on the same stone with me every day, but you still push back and forth!?

The more I thought about it, the more unhappy I felt, and the colder my face became.

Fang Che didn't understand why the young lady suddenly lost her temper again, and lamented in his heart that women are indeed unreasonable animals.

It was clear that they were having a good conversation, and then they started to fall out.

Simply...

Can't afford to offend.

He had no choice but to sit down carefully and staggeringly; the lower half of his butt was lightly stained with stones, and his body was deliberately stiff. He was a long way away from Yan Beihan, and he was frightened.

I am a little devil from a subordinate sect. When meeting such a noble person, I should be humble and embarrassed.

There's nothing wrong with doing this.

Yan Beihan saw that he was afraid of getting too close to him, and the expression on his face became more and more serious.

The voice became colder and colder: "What level of cultivation are you at now?"

"Monarch level...sixth grade? Almost breakthrough."

Fang Che only felt a faint fragrance coming from his nose. He couldn't help but have his thoughts racing. Hey, now, now...I can't smell the fragrance of a woman...

I don't know what Ye Meng is doing at home now... Fang Che couldn't help but feel a little bit... so he crossed his legs harder and moved his body further away from Yan Beihan.

But Yan Beihan was in the limelight. The wind came from Yan Beihan's side, and waves of fragrance kept pouring into his nose. It was impossible not to smell it even if he wanted to.

A strand of hair was floating, and in the corner of his eye, it looked like willow branches flying in the air.

This reminded him of the time when Ye Meng was on him and his hair was floating on his face...

Damn! I can’t think about it anymore!

"My cultivation level is not low."

Yan Beihan said calmly, and from the corner of his eye he saw Fang Che hunched over; then there was the aura of a calming technique rising from his body.

I couldn't help but feel angry and funny: This bastard actually managed to get the Bingche Lingtai!

I couldn't help but feel a little comfortable.

It seems that this guy is not an indifferent rough guy...

Of course, Yan Beihan didn't know that Fang Che was thinking about Yemeng right now, and also...if he knew, Miss Yan would probably go berserk on the spot, drawing her sword and slashing.

"It's okay." Fang Che struggled to suppress his state of mind with the Bingche Lingtai, feeling that he was tense and had quietly turned into a dead snake.

So he felt relieved and said with a calm smile: "Thanks to the resources given by Master Yan last time, it is really a rare treasure. As well as those spiritual wines, I didn't waste a sip and drank them all myself."

"Did you really drink it yourself?" Yan Beihan turned his head.

The moment he turned his head, a strand of hair fell directly on Fang Che's face.

He swept it over softly.

It’s broken, it’s broken…

Fang Che continued to operate the Bingche Lingtai with a sincere expression: "Yes. Master Yan also knows that this subordinate is alone and cannot find anyone to drink with. Besides, how can he be willing to drink such good wine with others?"

In fact, all those drinks were drunk with Ye Meng...but I can't think about it anymore.

It feels like explosions again and again...

It’s so uncomfortable.

Yan Beihan felt uncomfortable again, but also felt happy. He didn't understand why he was so emotional.

He sighed softly and said: "I have already knocked down the Hanjian Mountain Gate. You are right, the inside of this world's Outer Mountain Gate is really not monolithic, and the struggle for power and profit in it is no less generous than outside. Moreover,

There are many factions, all kinds of despicableness, all kinds of speculation, all kinds of greed for life and fear of death, all kinds of rebellion and treachery..."

When it came to business, Fang Che calmed down: "The Outer World Mountain Gate is also a human being. Moreover, the biggest disadvantage of the Outer World Mountain Gate is that it has not come out for so many years, and so many people have been hiding in the same mountain gate. They have almost no

If you have the opportunity to fight with outsiders, what should you do? You can only fight with your own people! There are all kinds of competitions and competitions among the same sects..."

"Each one of them is a rat carrying a gun, so once external forces can really intervene, basically the so-called powerful sect will turn into a piece of loose sand."

"When the external force is strong enough and crushes their entire sect, they will split instantly. Some will leave and some will stay with the help of external forces. This is a rule. No sect is immune."

Fang Che said: "However, to achieve such conditions, Master Yan also needs to be able to command effectively. After all, if the planning is not good and it is self-defeating, and instead allows the other party to unite to fight together, it will fail."

Yan Beihan listened carefully, feeling that these words were every word.

Turning around to look at Fang Che's side face as he spoke, he felt that this ugly face was also full of charm at this moment.

Because what Night Demon said is the real golden rule, right down to the core contradiction.

As long as you make good use of it, you can indeed defeat it in one blow.

"But I still feel a little uncomfortable."

Yan Beihan sighed softly, and in this world with only two people, he finally expressed his real concerns: "What makes me uncomfortable is... Gu Changhan and others who left are all talents, and they are all talented people."

He is a true swordsman with an iron bone. But although Ji Changyan and others who stayed behind have surrendered to our Solipsism, I am still a little dissatisfied with the character of these people."

"I always feel that each one of them is a little too spineless."
To be continued...