This was unprecedented for Ding Juran. He was the first to speak when no one else spoke to raise the topic.

The meaning of two words in Ding Jieran's words contains a lot.

"The leader is here!" "The leader is back!" "I see you, the leader!"

etc... are all condensed in this sentence.

Ding Juran just doesn't like to talk, but he actually has a very good brain. Most of the people who can come into the Night Demon Cult are here.

If anyone can come in silently without disturbing everyone, then it is only the leader of the Night Demon, the Night Demon!

Clear thinking!

Mo Wang and others stopped slapping each other and looked at each other like pig heads: "The leader is here?"

"Chief Protector, are you mistaken?"

"Where is the leader?"

"The real leader is here?"

Everyone was talking and asking questions.

Fang Che couldn't hide anymore and appeared from the void: "You are all working hard."

"See the leader!"

"Everyone, get up."

Fang Che gathered everyone together and looked at the injuries on everyone's faces. He was quite speechless: "You guys should clean yourself up, this one is swollen... Feng Wanxia, ​​look at you, I'm not talking about you, Long Yikong

, to deal such a heavy blow to a girl?"

Long Yikong said aggrievedly: "The leader didn't know something, so she hit me like this first."

Feng Wanxia jumped up on the spot, her eyes splitting with anger: "Long Yikong! Tell me clearly who hit whom first?"

Long Yiqi's strength weakened: "...I didn't work that hard either..."

"That's my fault?"

"My fault, okay."

"It's your fault!"

"..."

The two actually quarreled again with just one sentence.

Fang Che had a headache: "Hurry up, take some elixirs and dress up... Let's talk for a while. Seeing you like this, I'm not even interested in talking. I always feel like I'm leading a bunch of defeated soldiers..."

"The leader is joking."

So everyone started practicing Qigong and taking elixirs to heal their injuries.

After a quarter of an hour, it returned to normal.

It's just that the tear on the corner of Feng Wanxia's eye is still slowly healing, and Long Yikong's smashed nose is still being reshaped. This process is very slow.

"Tell me, what have you been doing during my absence?"

Fang Che asked.

"us……"

Of course, there was no rashness in reporting, because Ding Juran's eyes were already on his face.

He said everything he was going to do.

Then Feng Wanxia began to report on the financial situation.

Ma Qianli began to report on infrastructure; while Yang Jiucheng was responsible for reporting on intelligence work.

Fang Che suddenly discovered... that during his absence, the Night Demon Cult was actually well organized and various channels had been established.

And they stole a lot of things.

The warehouse also strictly follows its own standards: any crystals that are lower than the best quality will not be collected and will be sold directly.

And now there are more than 20,000 pieces of top-quality spiritual crystals in the warehouse.

"This... can be done."

Leader Fang was very satisfied.

"It's just that with your cultivation level, you can't keep up."

Fang Che said: "I usually see that I am very lazy."

"..." Everyone was speechless.

How have you worked so hard and yet you haven’t made any progress?

We have already fulfilled your request before you left that ‘everyone must upgrade one to two grades’.

Before the change, we might not be able to advance to the first level in ten or eight years, so what else do we need?

To be honest, we couldn't even imagine the speed we are seeing now.

Leader Fang said calmly: "Since you are not convinced, then let's have a discussion."

So we went back to the martial arts field again.

With the major improvement in cultivation, Fang Jiao took action with all his strength.

The Seven King Kongs died instantly, completely unable to fight back.

Ding Juran was lying on the ground, with many bones broken in his body, and his eyes were filled with horror!

Night Stalker!

He is indeed an unparalleled devil! With such an entry, I am afraid that Boss Fang is no longer his match.

But how could Night Demon improve so quickly?

Ding Jieran felt like he couldn't figure it out even if he thought about it.

Fang Che beat all the seven masters of the Night Demon Cult to a near-death state, and then completely destroyed their foundation!

Even part of the background has been broken up.

Then he took out various elixirs and resources and gave them to the seven people to reshape them. Then he used elixirs to replenish the foundation.

Finally, take out the recovery elixir and take one for each person to restore their vitality.

"What now?"

"Suddenly I feel that my foundation has become much more solid." This is Mo Wu's true feeling.

"The road to martial arts once again feels like it extends infinitely."

"Thank you, Master!"

"No need to worry!"

Fang Che said: "In the evening, each person will have a jar of wine to strengthen his roots and cultivate his talents. First, lay a solid foundation for yourself, and then move forward."

This group of people is his future team in the Only Self Orthodox Church, so Fang Che will never be stingy.

The more you can improve them, the better.

Otherwise, if they are completely unable to keep up with their strength, some things will be difficult for Fang Che to handle.

"Ding Jingran."

"My subordinate is here!"

"In the next month, you will be responsible for polishing them all!"

Fang Che said calmly: "We must solidify their foundation to the point where it cannot be solid anymore! I don't care what method you use! Anyway, it must be done within a month!"

"As long as you don't kill them all, I don't care even if you tear everyone into pieces and rebuild them!"

"Yes, leader!"

Ding Juran solemnly agreed.

Mo Li Ma Qian Li Niu Bai Zhan and so on, all look disheveled. What this General Protector is like is not a human being. We have all learned this lesson many times during this period.

Now that the leader has given him such a task, it means that good times have truly come for everyone.

What follows is definitely a nightmare moment for everyone.

On the contrary, Long Yikong and Feng Wanxia didn't care very much, because they really tortured each other to the edge of life and death.

"In one month, or twenty days, the Night Demon Cult will be dispatched frequently."

Fang Che narrowed his eyes: "Ding Juran, your tasks are very heavy, and your cultivation tasks are also very heavy! If in the future, my leader rises into the sky, but you guys drag me down on the ground, how will you do things for me in the future?

"

"Remember, don't lose my people!"

"Yes! Leader!"
To be continued...