Chapter 549 The Presbyterian Group

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A knock on the door sounded from outside the door, which immediately touched the ban in the study. The clock of heaven and earth shook gently, and Fang Yun and Fang Lin immediately gave birth to induction.

"It's sorghum. I had already made it an excuse when I came in. There is nothing special. Don't disturb me. It seems that something happened again*..."

Fang Yun thought for a moment and said.

"Then go out. We have been here for a long time, and it's time to go out to get some air. By the way, it seems to be snowing outside*..."

Fang Lindao.

The two of them shook their bodies and stepped out of the clock of heaven and earth.

"Uncle Lig, come in."

Fang Yun accepted the ban and said.

The door of the study was opened, and his face was wrinkled. He came in from outside the study: "Young master, the military office saw Da, and there was a military order to bring it."

Fang Yun looked out of the window, where it was covered with snow and a faint cold wind. At this time, the military order came from the military aircraft department, which was a little unusual. However, the orders of the Military Aircraft Department have never been affected by the outside world. And after calculating the time, the order of the marquis should also arrive.

"Uncle Lig, you go out first. I'll be there later." In the lobby, a general in bright armor, with a cloak on his shoulder, was sitting in the lobby waiting. On his shoulder armor, there is a black lightning mark, which is the sign of the military aircraft.

As soon as Fang Yun stepped into the lobby, the general stood up.

"I've seen the marquis!" Fang Yun's title is much higher than his, and now he is also in the limelight. Although he is an envoy of the military aircraft department, he dares not offend him.

"General, you're welcome. Since the general is carrying the transfer order of the military aircraft department, he naturally puts military affairs first. Let's read the transfer order of the military aircraft department first *..."

Fang Yun waved his hand.

The messenger of the military aircraft nodded, took out a gold roll from his arms, and opened it. The look suddenly became awe-inspiring: "Champion Hou listens to the order!" "Fang Yun is here."

Fang Yun bowed slightly to show his respect.

"Champion Hou Fangyun" Wen Tao's martial arts strategy, crowning the army, is the material of the imperial court. Nowadays, although the four seas are ambush, the heart of the court at the peak of the sect is not dead. Hou Fangyun, the special champion, came under the command of the Marquis of Shengwu and led the army to unify for the deputy commander of the army of 100,000 troops! After the beginning of spring, go to work immediately." The loud voice of the messenger of the military aircraft office echoed in the lobby of the Sifang Hou Mansion.

Fang Yun's heart was slightly shocked, and the most mysterious 100,000 sects of the Zhou Dynasty finally opened the door to me.

"Fang Yun got the order." "Congratulations, marquis." The messenger of the military aircraft department arched his hand." He smiled and said, "If there is anything important to do next, don't bother me."

Fang Yun took the golden roll and replied: "There is a messenger*..."

When the messenger left, Fang Lin came in from outside the door: "Has the court transferred you to 100,000 troops to suppress the army?"

Fang Lindao, with a little worry between his eyebrows.

"Hmm. At the beginning of spring, the winter snow melts, and I'm about to go to work *..."

Fang Yun held the golden scroll in his hand, and his eyes were meditating. He didn't know what he was thinking.

"The 100,000 troops have always been extremely mysterious. Among them, the strong are like clouds, directly obeying the orders of the royal family, and even the military aircraft can't intervene. According to the law of the imperial court, it is not applicable there. Brother, after you transfer there, "be careful," Fang Lin said worried.

Fang Yun waved his hand and said calmly, "Brother, don't worry. The law does not adapt, but the military law applies. When I get in there, I will know my own way and act according to the opportunity. With my current strength, Tianwuhou wants to give me small shoes, which is not so easy.

Fang Lin remembered Fang Yun's experience after joining the army and couldn't help laughing: "I worry too much. The power of Qi Peng, thousands of miles in an instant.

Even if you can't beat it, it's still too late to escape. However, I don't know how many secret masters have been concentrated in the army. You have to be careful." "Hmm*..."

Fang Yun nodded. He looked at the door, where it was snowy. On the eastern suburbs of the mountain, I don't know how many scholars were riding horses and shooting arrows, and they were hunting.

On the border between Zhongtu Shenzhou and Dihuang, a towering mountain peak, the ground is ten thousand feet, across between heaven and earth. At the top of the mountain, the evil spirit rolled and turned into a dark cloud. In the cold winter, it snows heavily, and the land of Dihuang is also covered with silver makeup. However, there is no snow near this mountain. All the spilled snow, thousands of feet away, seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and slipped one after another.

This is Tianxie Mountain. At this time of heavy snow, there is a storm in the belly of Tianxie Mountain.

"Boyuan was captured, and he was trained as a puppet and brought to the lobby of the Military Department of the Zhou Dynasty as a witness. It's a great shame! Now, our evil sect has become the laughingstock of the whole sect. Even some evil sects are secretly laughing behind our backs! Shame, shame!" In the Taishang Hall of Tianxie Mountain, eight elders of Tianxie Sect sat around in a group with excitement.

"If you dare to talk behind your back, just kill them all!" An elder with his back against the wall said coldly. Unlike others, this elder is full of black hair and looks only about four or fifty years old. He just looked cold and fierce.

This man's name is Zuo Wentian, the elder of the Heavenly Evil Sect. Two hundred years ago, he was a famous genius of evil, but he was extremely murderous. If he didn't agree, he started to kill him. Although he has done a lot of sins, he has few enemies. The reason is very simple. His ** was basically killed by him.

"Ask the God, it has happened, and the traffic jam can't be blocked. Now how to find a way to make up for this matter?" In front of the head of the hall's table, the elder who presided over the meeting said. His face is gloomy, and his long hair is straight down. A stream of black gas kept slipping down his hair like drops of liquid. Every black gas slides down and turns into a sad demon god, floating in the air.

"Abandon the car to protect the handsome! I think the elder's decision is very good.

The Marquis of Pingding is useless and has been repeatedly defeated by the Fang family. If he hadn't been disappointing, how could we have abandoned him*..."

Another elder echoed.

"Yang Xing is dead. What does he do as a dead man? Now it's time to think about how to eliminate the impact. Our elder of the Heavenly Evil Sect was also regarded as a puppet and manipulated in his hands. This matter has not changed for only one day, and our heavenly evil sect is still the laughingstock of the sectarian world." A Taishang elder with silver hair and black jade on his chest.

"The capital is the imperial city of the Zhou Dynasty. Not to mention the collection of Confucian scholars, there are countless masters. If Fang Yun doesn't step out of the capital, we won't be able to do it for a day. Moreover, the problem of Guan Jian is that although the young marquis of the court was young, even Bo Yuan was poisoned by him. Who should I send to deal with him!"

The elder said, and his eyes swept at the people in the hall. The crowd immediately fell silent. Wang Boyuan was not defeated by the teenager of the Zhou Dynasty under the same level. Instead, in the case of many high places in the realm, he was completely suppressed and even trained as a puppet.

This matter is enough to explain the problem. The realm is not enough to measure the teenager in the capital. The problem now is that there is no way to measure the real strength of that teenager, which is the key. No one is sure that they can definitely kill Fang Yun.

The strong of the sixth and seventh grades do not want to use a knife to kill chickens for a square cloud. The realm is a little lower, and there is no necessity to be sure. There was silence in the hall.

"What? No one wants to?" The elder glanced at the crowd and wrinkled his head. It was even quieter in the hall. Everyone knows that this matter is not just to deal with an innocent person, and it is not as simple as a secular teenager. There is one thing that everyone tacitly didn't reveal.

A few months ago, the champion of the court went overseas and was captured by Xianghuang, Xu Jing, and the three elders of the Holy Witch Sect. At the critical moment, Fang Yin, the Marquis of Sifang, appeared. One move to defeat five strong men who rushed to the seventh grade.

The emperor was scared and fled like a dog: After the three elders of the Holy Witch Sect went back, they could not be closed. As for Xu Jing, who wanted to kill Fang Yun, he was like a dead dog. He was captured back to the wilderness by Fang Yin. His whereabouts are still unknown, and his life and death are unknown. When the people of Rift Tianzong knew it, they had to swallow their anger and dare not ask for people!

This matter has long been widely spread at the top of all factions. A marquis on the edge of the court, his martial arts cultivation is so high, which is almost scary!

Ordinary princes, in front of the strong men of Tianchong Qipin, are not even farts, and a pressure can be shocked to death. But this prince turned the other way around. So that now, the elder of Tianxie Sect has been lingering for a long time and has not been able to make a decision.

"Chicken!"

A sob suddenly came from outside the door, and then the door of the Taishang Hall was suddenly knocked open.

"Bold!"

A group of elders who were discussing in the hall were suddenly furious. Before the voice fell, he saw the intruder, "*..." He knelt on the ground and howled and cried: "Elders, you have to make the decision for me!" This is a woman, dressed in filial piety, kneeling on the ground, shrugging her shoulders and swallowing violently. Her face was covered with a gauze scarf, and there was only a pair of tearful eyes, sad and resentful, looking at the people in the hall quietly.

Seeing this woman wearing filial piety, the elders in the hall jumped with their eyelids, a trace of disgust flashed in their eyes, and immediately lowered their faces. At this time, the only one who wears filial piety is the extremely ugly daughter of Wang Boyuan, who has been trained as a puppet.

"Wang's niece, what are you doing? Bo Yuan and we are both elders. How can we not care about the teaching?

The elder forced himself to endure the disgust in his heart and came over to help him.

"If you elders don't agree, I won't get up. I know that I look ugly, and your elders hate me. Therefore, I deliberately wore a veil on my face, and I didn't dare to scare the elders. However, my father is always the elder of the Evil Sect, and he has the same friendship with you. Zhaojun lost his husband one day, and then his father. Please pity me. If the elders don't promise me, Zhaojun will wear filial piety for three years until the elders avenge this great revenge*..."

This woman was actually called Wang Zhaojun. She mentioned her hatred of her husband and father and gritted her teeth.

Everyone in the hall immediately turned ugly. Ordinary people keep filial piety for three years, but only in front of the graves of the deceased. However, Wang Zhaojun wants to wear filial piety on Tianxie Mountain and kneel for three years. What kind of style will he become? Isn't Tianxie Mountain regarded as a grave?