The Night Stalker was silent.

The people at the Yinshen Palace burst into laughter: "You idiot! You still have some brains! You actually study poetry and books... you are just pretending to be a fool! I'll stuff your head with it!"

Mu Linyuan: "Leader, it seems that the Night Demon has made you angry again?"

Yinshen Palace handed it over casually: "Look, what is in this fool's mind? I said that his words are not fluent, but he actually wants to study poetry..."

After Mu Linyuan read it, he burst out laughing and said without stopping for a long time: "It is indeed a living treasure!"

"But in this way, the seeds of the Three Saints Sect and the Tianshen Sect have been cleared out. It is equivalent to destroying their deep chess move. Those two guys are not good-tempered, so they will probably act quickly.

"

Yin Shen Palace Road.

"If they really give their people to the Night Demon as a merit...the leader still has to do some work. If one day he is accused, it will be a problem."

Mulinyuan reminded.

"Haha, what's the trouble? They sent people to assassinate our seed chess pieces, but they don't allow us to fight back? What's the point of this?!"

Yinshen Palace looked down upon it.

Mulinyuan kept saying yes.

I thought to myself, if your seed player hadn’t done it first, how could such a thing have happened?

You made the first move, are you still justified?

Yinshen Palace looked at Mu Linyuan's face, snorted, and said: "I know what you old boy is thinking, but our Night Demon has not been exposed! No one knows the identity of the Night Demon, so this is between the Three Saints and

In the eyes of the gods, he was killed by the genius of the guardian, what does that have to do with us?"

Mu Linyuan coughed and said, "What if one day... the Night Demon is exposed?"

Yin Shen Palace snorted and said: "I don't know how long it has been by that time, who is still standing up for a few dead people? You old guy is clearly causing trouble for me! How are the things you asked to investigate?"

"Here, here, everything is clear..."

Mulinyuan hurriedly started to remedy the situation.

…

Fang Chean was born for two days.

Because he was thinking about it and completely suppressed the death fire.

You have to eat the meal one bite at a time and do the things one by one.

He will not mess with Wan Zhimei until the first ignition of the fire is resolved.

It would be bad if it caused trouble for both parties.

'The current mission is to develop your own strength as the main purpose. By the way, kill all the brats you can find one by one.'

'If you can't kill him, then you should focus on developing your own strength.'

This is Fang Che's simple thought.

And now, like Mo Ganyun and other disciples, he tries his best not to use elixirs and heavenly materials and earthly treasures to improve himself.

Just silently eat something that will strengthen your foundation and build your foundation. As long as you have it, fill it up.

Everything that is helpful to your spiritual consciousness and soul should be stuffed into your stomach.

But he would only take the qi and blood pills from Wuyuan that were helpful for his cultivation. He would not take any other pills.

Even the elixirs he used to win the championship, which were helpful in his cultivation, were all given to Ye Meng.

He even continued to use the spiritual power of the immeasurable scriptures to flush his body over and over again, squeezing over and over again to expel as much residue as possible from the pills he had taken.

Strengthening one's roots and cultivating one's talents is always something that must be paid attention to at all times.

In his previous life, Fang Che only focused on improving his cultivation. It wasn't until he reached the imperial level that he realized that he had exhausted all his resources.

Nowadays, when you enter a martial arts academy, you will find the most orthodox training methods, the most orthodox theories, and instructors who have worked hard to guide students in the direction of their cultivation.

And there are so many descendants of big families around me who I have never come into contact with in my previous life to serve as role models.

I have already changed my entire concept.

Two days later.

Huo Churan could barely move, limped, wrapped in white cloth and his face was wrapped, and left Baiyun Martial Arts Academy with his luggage.

When I was leaving, there was no one to see me off!

He walked out of the martial arts academy with evil spirits and overwhelming resentment all over his body and only looked back.

Plaque of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

There was strong hatred in his eyes.

He turned around and walked a few steps, then turned the corner and saw a figure as majestic as a mountain.

Don't dare to say anything.

When the fire first started, he snorted coldly, turned his head, and wanted to go another way.

Mo Ganyun has already spoken: "The fire is beginning to burn!"

"What?"

"Don't do anything, I don't like you, so I came here to see you off!"

Mo Ganyun rushed up like a tiger coming down the mountain and punched Huo Churan in the face.

"Zombie! If you can't defeat someone, assassinate him!"

"brute!"

"Still looking at me like this? Are you dissatisfied? Are you still aggrieved?!"

The sound of banging and banging was endless.

After a long time.

Mo Ganyun spat in a loud voice, stepped over Huo Churan's head, and returned to the martial arts academy: "You bastard! Come and assassinate me too! If you don't come, you're a son of a bitch!"

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