I couldn't help but slap myself in the face: I thought too much, how dare the Futu Mountain Gate let so many demons enter the mountain protection formation?

When we arrived, the gate of Buddha Mountain had already arrived.

Only two people came from the other side.

The ancestor of Futu Mountain Gate, Qu Changkong.

Master of Futu Mountain Sect, don’t go back!

Yan Beihan was a little angry. We were fully prepared to come, but two of you came? Firstly, it seems that we have no grace, secondly, it seems that we are afraid of getting into trouble, and thirdly, it shows that you actually don't want to talk.

Two die-hard militants are here, let's talk about it?

Yan Beihan had a sullen face, pulled out a few chairs from the space ring, and everyone sat down.

He said calmly: "Master Qu, are you not sincere?"

Qu Wuhui said calmly: "If I wasn't sincere, I wouldn't have come. Miss Yan, I didn't treat you well, please understand."

Yan Beihan said: "Where are those people?"

Qu Wu replied: "Since those people intend to betray the master, they naturally cannot come here."

Yan Beihan said with a gloomy face: "Then what are we talking about?"

"You can talk about whatever Miss Yan wants to talk about."

Don't reply.

Bing Tianxue couldn't bear it any longer, and a chill began to spread all over her body.

A big fight is about to begin.

Fang Che suddenly spoke.

"Since we are talking, we must act like we are talking no matter what. Even if Futu Sanmen doesn't want to talk, today we made an appointment to talk, so... is Futu Sanmen a bit too much? Even if they are enemies, but in the absence of

When you are at odds with each other, and when you have lost and want peace talks, acting like this makes me somewhat confused about the etiquette of the Buddha Mountain Gate."

Fang Che started accusing him as soon as he opened his mouth.

However, we are standing on the moral high ground; you don't care whether we are devils or not, but this is what you lose.

Not polite!

These words made all the old devils feel happy.

Or the Night Stalker can talk.

If the old devils were allowed to engage in a verbal spat, they would probably just curse and then take action. It is basically impossible to say such reasonable and well-founded words.

For example, if Bing Tianxue opens her mouth, she can only say: Qu Changkong, are you kidding me?!

With one sentence, there is no room for change.

Because when Qu Changkong faced such words, the only thing he could say was: How are you playing with me?

Qu Changbai's eyebrows twitched and he said calmly: "What the Lord Night Demon said makes sense, we are indeed rude. Here, I apologize to Miss Yan."

Then with a wave of his hand, a soundproof barrier was created out of thin air.

Swish, brush, brush, cloth on all sides, instantly forming a room-like space.

The ground was instantly covered with a thick red carpet.

More than a dozen Taishi chairs and a large table appeared out of thin air.

Then a neat tea cup appeared, tea leaves appeared and fell evenly into the tea cup, and then boiling water fell from the sky, and the fragrance of tea rose up.

Qu Changkong and Qu Wuhui stood at the door of this temporary room and said solemnly: "Miss Yan, if it's not too shabby, how about we go in and talk?"

Suddenly.

All the demons in the Weiwo Orthodox Church, including Yan Beihan, felt happy.

What you wanted may not be success, but you did get this courtesy.

Still a night devil, one sentence made the other party change his attitude.

Bing Tianxue was extremely satisfied and patted Fang Che on the shoulder: "Good boy!"

Then Yan Beihan said: "In that case, let's go inside and drink tea."

Qu Changkong said: "The Lord Night Demon is right. Since we have agreed to talk, we must also show the intention of talking. No matter what the final result is, today's talk must be carried out. Miss Yan, please. Master Han, please

, Misses, please, Lord Night Demon, please, everyone, please! Please come in and enjoy tea."

"A lonely shadow on a cold mountain, an old friend from the world, we have a good meeting today, it is also a good story in the world, please, please!"

Yan Beihan said: "Please!"

He led everyone in and walked in.

The guests and hosts were seated separately.

Qu Wuhui looked at Fang Che with a straight face and said, "What do you think, Lord Night Demon?"

Fang Che said: "If it's just a gesture, anyone can do it. But we both know that we are not here to perform today, let alone make friends. The two seniors also know what our Lord Yan wants to do."

"I would like to ask the two seniors to tell me whether it is necessary to talk or not. If not, I would like to ask the two seniors to explain clearly. After we have tea tonight, I will apply to Mr. Yan to go back."

Fang Che had a smile on his face, but his words were cold and stern.

Qu Wuhui said calmly: "Miss Yan hasn't spoken yet, is Lord Night Demon too impatient?"

This is somewhat meant to sow discord.

Yan Beihan said calmly: "The people here tonight are all the people I trust most. Everyone can speak on my behalf, or in other words, what everyone says can be regarded as what I said."

"What Night Demon says now can completely represent me."

Yan Beihan said calmly: "Master Qu, it's pointless for us to be so careful with each other. What do you think?"

Qu Changkong laughed: "Miss Yan is indeed a leader, but we two old guys are just trying to be villains."

Yan Beihan smiled lightly and said: "So I would also like to hear your answer to the Night Demon's question just now. If it is just to fulfill the bet, then we will just not talk about anything, just have a cup of tea and call it a day.

.”

Qu Changkong shook his head and said with a smile: "Miss Yan is quick to talk, I appreciate it very much..."

At this point, he hesitated, seeming to be thinking about his words.

Fang Che looked at Yan Beihan with a look in his eyes asking for instructions.

Yan Beihan nodded slowly, giving him a completely trusting look.

Fang Che said: "The junior is young and lacks experience in the world. If I say something wrong, I ask the two seniors not to mind."

Qu Wuhui had a bad impression of Fang Che. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Since Mr. Night Demon can fully represent Miss Yan, he can naturally lead the conversation tonight. If you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to say it."

Qu Changkong frowned and said: "Don't come back!"

The sound is very heavy.

Qu Wuhui stopped talking.

The face is like sinking water.

Fang Che said: "Juniors speak softly, and it's okay to feel a little wronged. However, Master Yan fully trusts his subordinates, and the subordinates can only retaliate with death. It is also appropriate to speak frankly. If there is anything wrong, I will naturally apologize to Master Yan when I go back.

Don’t bother others to worry about it.”

These words were aggressive, both dismissive and sarcastic.

It made the old devils feel happy again.

You noble people are known for their etiquette, but today we, the Night Demons, are constantly attacking you in terms of etiquette, because you were rude first and lost your grace.

Actually sowing discord.

Qu Changkong looked at Fang Che with deep eyes: "Master Night Demon, if you have anything to say, it doesn't hurt to say it directly."

Fang Chedao: "If this junior understands it correctly, in fact, this conversation is what the Futu Mountain Sect wants to talk about. The so-called split is not without its thoughts. I wonder if this junior is wrong?"

These words made Yan Beihan's pupils shrink suddenly.

How could the Night Demon speak so firmly?

Does the Buddha Mountain Gate itself want to be divided?

It's one thing that Yan Beihan didn't notice, but she believes in Night Demon. Since Night Demon said so, there must be a reason!

This gave Yan Beihan, who was about to give up, a sudden surge of hope in his heart, and even his back instantly straightened a bit.

When Fang Che said these words, Qu Changkong had a sullen face and said nothing, but Qu Wuhui laughed sarcastically and said, "The Lord Night Demon's words are really shocking. I wonder what evidence is there for these words?"
Chapter completed!