Monarch Night

Chapter 1413: Chapter 81: She Died in the Line of Duty! (Two-in-One)

Fang Che said: "Between brothers, sharing life and death, sharing honor and disgrace, naturally surpasses blood relatives. We roam the Jianghu, tempered by life and death, so we should certainly value our brothers!"

Jiang Shangou sighed: "Yes, Inspector Fang is right, roaming the Jianghu, tempered by life and death, we must value them."

He looked deeply at Fang Che and smiled: "Then, Inspector Fang, we shall meet again in the Jianghu."

Fang Che felt a sudden surge of reluctance, and softly said: "Really... can’t you stay for just one more day? We should at least have a drink together?"

A gleam flashed in Jiang Shangou’s eyes, but he turned his head and said: "I’m really sorry, but I’m truly too busy with official duties."

Fang Che sighed, saying: "Then...I wish Mr. Jiang...smooth travels and safety."

Then he smiled: "Though the Jianghu is vast, there will be a day we meet again, Lord Jiang, until we meet again."

Jiang Shangou laughed heartily, his laughter filled with boldness and desolation, and said loudly: "That’s right, though the Jianghu is vast, there will be a day we meet again! Inspector Fang, farewell!"

His body gracefully rose and landed on the treetop.

From the treetop, he looked deeply at Fang Che, clasped his hands, and his body gracefully rose into the air.

In an instant, he vanished without a trace.

Fang Che watched Jiang Shangou depart, his gaze fixed, unable to look away for a long time.

His mood suddenly became very chaotic.

He couldn’t even describe what he was feeling.

Feng Xiangdong came up behind him and said: "Was that...the Tianquan Monarch just now?"

"Yes."

Fang Che replied.

Feng Xiangdong sighed: "Those six brothers, it’s said they are searching for their leader, who supposedly died six hundred years ago... but they have never given up. They are so devoted, their emotions are stronger than stone, they are models for the Jianghu!"

Fang Che was suddenly struck by this, murmuring: "Is that so?"

Suddenly, a sharp pain rose in his heart.

He hastily activated the Ice Clear Spirit Platform Heart Technique to calm his mental realm. Before his eyes, Dongfang Sansan’s face flashed by.

"One step wrong, and eternal doom!"

"Eternal doom indeed..."

Fang Che mumbled to himself.

...

In the distance, the Tianquan Monarch Jiang Shangou was already racing down the road.

The Communication Jade was active.

It was the Shaking Light Monarch Meng Chuxing: "Is it the leader?"

And there was also a question from Phecda Monarch Luo Lie: "How is it?"

The message from Merak Monarch Qin Fengyun: "Old fourth, how is it?"

Jiang Shangou hesitated for a moment, clutching the Communication Jade, in a daze for a while, finally responding to his brothers one by one: "No!"

After sending out these words, he suddenly let out a long whistle, as if to vent the depression in his chest.

He dashed ahead desperately.

...

Wei Wo Zheng Sect Headquarters.

Yan Nan, who had just finished chatting with Duan Xiyang, frowned deeply.

The Yin Shen Palace situation was secure, so there was no need to worry.

But Yan Nan always felt that a huge crisis was approaching.

But what exactly the crisis was, and from which direction, he still didn’t know.

In any case, it felt urgent and dangerous.

Whenever he encountered such feelings, Yan Nan would lock himself in a room to ponder carefully, not allowing anyone to disturb him.

This time was no exception.

Yan Nan firmly believed in one thing: that this vague sense of crisis, which couldn’t yet be clearly defined, was the most dangerous thing, so every time he encountered this situation, he had to figure it out.

"Duan Xiyang’s side should be fine."

"Sun Wutian this time...sigh,"

Thinking about Sun Wutian, Yan Nan also sighed, who could have thought that this bastard would be unconscious for thousands of years, and the first time he went out after waking, he was crippled?

It’s simply ridiculous to the extreme.

And this time, it was because the foundation of his hatred was a lie... Thinking of this, Yan Nan felt as if he had eaten something rotten — could it be any more absurd?

But Sun Wutian’s inexplicable loss of peak martial power left Yan Nan frustrated.

He picked up the Communication Jade to contact Duan Xiyang: "Didn’t you arrange a showdown with Yu Tianqi some time ago?"

"Yes. In a while, he still hasn’t recovered." Duan Xiyang, confused, replied.

"Cripple him halfway!"

Yan Nan said fiercely.

"This was agreed to be a gentleman’s duel, not a fight to the death. No way!" Duan Xiyang refused.

"You blockhead! Sooner or later, it will still become a fight to the death!"

"That won’t do! This matter is non-negotiable."

Duan Xiyang’s refusal was exceptionally firm: "I initiated the challenge. If I invited someone and then crippled them, what would that make me?"

Yan Nan snorted: "Then find a chance to halfway destroy the Ningxue Sword."

"That I can do!"

Duan Xiyang, who had long been disgusted with the Ningxue Sword’s mouth, immediately agreed upon hearing this, saying: "Why can’t I kill it? What does ’half cripple’ even mean?"

Yan Nan had his own explanations: "Killing directly won’t do; Dongfang Sansan showed restraint towards Sun Wutian, how could we directly kill someone?"

Duan Xiyang was a bit confused, then understood: "Showed restraint? This fool would deserve it if someone killed him. Is this for avenging the Guardian? I won’t do it!"

Duan Xiyang was extremely dissatisfied: "What is Sun Wutian? I actually have to avenge him? Find someone else!"

He even directly cut off the communication.

Yan Nan looked at the Communication Jade: "..."

Almost threw it on the ground.

After a long time, he started cursing: "Xue Fuxiao may appear to be honorable and sympathetic with you, but is he really your brother in arms? No, he’s an enemy! No matter Sun Wutian’s character deficiencies, at crucial moments, he can still block some enemies for you, are you stupid!?"

But no matter how much he cursed.

Duan Xiyang simply wouldn’t respond.

"Such recklessness! Pampered over the years!"