C1582 (2/2)
Shi Wuhuan nodded again and again: ”it's very possible that only the abnormal guy can be tough with brother Fang.”
Knowing that the goal is Guangming holy mountain, brother Shiwu is somewhat relaxed. Although Guangming holy mountain is a sacred place in the eyes of outsiders, it is similar to their own back garden in their eyes.
Shi Wuyu said to Shi Wuhuan: ”pack up the guys and start at once! Just take this opportunity to bring back all the things you brought out last time. ”
”Got it!” Shi Wuhuan agreed. They immediately prepared the necessary tools for themselves, and made sure they didn't miss them. They quietly took a plane to Guangming holy mountain.
The next morning, the servant delivered the meal on time. After Fang Yang ate it, he was ready to deal with Blatter.
But the left class didn't come, and the right class didn't arrive. In the twinkling of an eye, at lunch time, the angry Fang Yang wiped out one or two elbows and one roast leg. He felt like he was propping up ~
and nothing happened. The real Qi still couldn't gather. Fang Yang simply went to sleep again. Once you open your eyes, it's dinner time again
One day later, Blatter didn't even see anyone. Fang Yang couldn't help asking his servant, ”where's Blatter? No matter how you leave me here? ”
The servant was startled. For the first time, he heard someone call the Pope by his name: ”I don't know. I'm just a lowlife.”
After finishing the dishes, the servant left as quickly as he could escape from the God of plague. For fear of bad luck, Blatter punished him.
Until more than ten o'clock in the evening, Fang Yang is thinking about what to order for supper. Blatter finally comes late.Fang Yang jumped out of bed and said excitedly, ”Blatter, what have you been doing all day? I'm suffocating. There's no one here to talk to! ”
Blatter's face was a little haggard, and he said casually: ”nothing, guys from the dark Council, protesting against my killing in LD, wanting revenge, so I have to deal with some things myself.”
The dark Council has been able to compete with the light church for so many years, and it must have its inside information. It's a real headache for Blatter if he wants to get into trouble with the Church of light.
But Fang Yang didn't believe it was all: ”I'm afraid the real trouble is not just the dark parliament, is it?”
Blatter took a deep look at Fang Yang: ”you guessed right, and the dark wing attacked more than 100 of our churches at the same time, causing heavy losses to the clergy.”
Fang Yang said, ”that's about it. You've killed a master who is equal to your strength. If it's nothing, what kind of advice do you have to give? ”
Blatter doesn't want to talk more about it: ”I'm here to see you, not to hear you preach to me. Tell me your reply. One day should be enough time for you to think clearly. ”
Fang Yang put out his hand: ”didn't I make it very clear yesterday? Against the dark wing, absolutely no problem, I raise both hands for it!
As for the undersea trace and the ancestral treasure, it's not that I don't want to help you, but that I have more than I can do.
You also know that in these two places, I don't know how many forces are staring at each other. Where is it so easy to succeed? ”
Blatter said dominantly, ”as long as we two join hands, who else in the world can stop us?”
This posture, to a certain extent, means to boil wine and talk about heroes. However, Fang Yang was not uncle Liu, so he threw a basin of cold water on him impolitely:
”that's a bit too big! Nothing else, if the dark wing really bite your teeth and you die, the final loser must be you!
Don't tell me you have a god of light, or a golden scroll. After that, I don't know what I'm going to do! ”
Blatter did not argue: ”I admit that the wings of darkness are powerful, and the lords who never appear are mysterious. It is because of this concern that I decided to cooperate with you! ”