Black! Endless darkness fills the eyes. Whether Fang Xiu has his eyes open or closed, he wanders in the darkness for a long time. Slowly, he can't tell whether he has his eyes open or closed.

The biting chill came from all directions. This was Fang Xiu's only feeling. This chill made Fang Xiu understand one thing very well. Even if he was not dead! How could he still be conscious if he was dead?

But no matter how hard Fang Xiu struggled and resisted, he couldn't break free from the darkness, and even his body was out of control. This kind of torture made Fang Xiu gradually fall into a deep sleep.

After a long, long time, Fang Xiu finally woke up from his deep sleep, but he was still faced with endless darkness. For a moment, Fang Xiu really wanted to die.

But the chill and darkness are still there, and the feeling is still so real. If I stay like this any longer, I feel like I will really collapse.

Just when he was about to fall asleep again, a golden light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was an altar constructed with countless runes.

With the altar as a mark in the darkness, Fang Xiu realized that he was not standing still, but was roaming forward at a slow speed.

As the distance to the altar slowly shortened, the appearance of the altar was slowly appearing in front of Fang Xiu.

The altar became the only beam of light in the darkness, and Fang Xiu knew a lot of the runes floating in it. Through a few of these runes, he simply combined them together to form a low-level spiritual rune.

"Did they still attack you? Alas!"

When Fang Xiu landed on the altar, he was startled by the sudden sound. But when Fang Xiu carefully confirmed it, his heart suddenly stopped. If Fang Xiu hadn't believed that there were no ghosts in the world, he might have been frightened to death by the old man in front of him.

The old man in front of me was none other than my grandfather who was dying back then. I originally thought that I was still alive, but the moment I saw my grandfather, I couldn't tell whether I was alive or dead.

"Are you scared when you see grandpa?" The old man sat cross-legged on a ball of cattail grass. Although time is invisible and intangible, it can change a person's appearance.

Lu Hao had gray hair, a frown on his face, and even his beard had grown to the ground. When Lu Hao raised his head, Fang Xiu clearly looked at the familiar face.

"Xiu'er, time is limited, let's keep the story short. Your current situation is very dangerous. If you are not careful, your soul will be scattered. If you hadn't confessed your kinship with the ancient book with blood, I'm afraid you would have died a long time ago. Alas, from you.

From his aura, we can guess that the one who attacked you should be the Soul-Eating Sect." Lu Hao sighed, stretched out his withered index finger, pushed a drop of blood essence in front of Fang Xiu, and said seriously, "Refine it, and then

Go back to Fang San, he has the answer you want to know."

After Lu Hao finished speaking, he withdrew his fingers and fell into a deep sleep again.

The Fang family looked at the squirming blood drops in front of them and looked around at the floating runes, feeling strange and shocked in their hearts.

Fang Xiu never dreamed that he would see his grandfather again. After a few simple words from his grandfather, he got some news. That is, his grandfather is not dead yet, and the secret of the ancient book is just like what Senior Gun said, it is not that simple.

At this moment, Fang Xiu was silent. Should he refine this drop of blood essence given by his grandfather? What impact would it have on himself if he refined this drop of blood essence?

But if he doesn't refine it, does that mean he can't get out?

While Fang Xiu was still struggling, everything was in chaos outside. When news of Fang Xiu's death was reported back to Camp No. 2, the situation exploded. Fang Xiu's death meant that the only young leader of the Fang family was Fang Ming.

Come on.

Not only that, when Fang Ming returned this time, his cultivation had entered the middle stage of Qi Refining Realm, surpassing Fang Shanshan. At this moment, more black-armored guards followed Fang Ming.

Chen Yong and Chen Yue were imprisoned. As for their outcome, almost no one paid attention to it. Because at this time, the first thing Fang Ming did when he came back was to revitalize the Black Armored Guards and bring them together.

Those who resisted were eliminated.

In the temporary conference room of Camp No. 2, Fang Ming sat in the position of the coach, looking at the group of black-armored guards in the Xiantian realm, the corners of his mouth never stopped rising.

"How is the matter with you explained?" Fang Ming asked with a questioning attitude.

"Currently, there are 400 black-armored guards, 300 of whom follow the young master. Excluding ten of Fang Xiu's followers, seven of them have a good relationship with Chen Yong. Now they are all sent to prison separately. Let's see if they have repented.

meaning."

When Fang Ming heard this, he became even happier. However, when he heard that there were still a hundred people who were still neutral, he began to feel a little awkward. At this time, these people have not chosen to follow him. What does it mean?

"Young sect master, the one hundred people are led by Fang Si, followed by the second lady." Fang Wu reported to Fang Ming the situation of rectifying the black armored guards these days.

"That's it, that's okay. My second sister has always supported me, and those black-armored guards who support my second sister are equivalent to following me." After Fang Ming learned about the situation, he waved his hand and said, "Today's meeting has only two purposes.

Point. First, the black-armored guards who follow me will each be rewarded with one skin from a mid-level monster and ten skins from a low-level monster."

In this back-mountain clearing operation, the Black Armored Guards lost a lot, but gained a lot. There were 5,000 skins of low-level monsters alone, 100 skins of intermediate monsters, 10 skins of high-level monsters, and beast elixirs.

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The animal skins distributed this time were worth ten low-level spiritual stones. With these spiritual stones, Fang Ming was completely confident that this group of black-armored guards would follow him wholeheartedly.

"Thank you, young master!" Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up and they hurriedly knelt down to thank him.

Wasn't the purpose of their joining the team just to cultivate resources? Fang Xiu's death really shocked them, but joining the team was a gamble. At least now, they got the resources they wanted.

"Second, from now on, Camp No. 1 will be guarded by trusted people."

"Young Master, this matter is somewhat difficult. Because the black-armored guards stationed at Camp No. 1 are personally controlled by the second master, it will be difficult for our people to sneak in."

Black-armored guards are not a person's bodyguards. They are a force secretly cultivated by the Fang family. They are family guards on the surface, but secretly they are a well-trained army! This is the purpose of the Fang family's training of black-armored guards, and it also symbolizes

The ambition of the Fang family.

"Second uncle also has black-armored guards?" Fang Ming frowned. He didn't like his second uncle Fang Wenbin because he was always against his father. He relied on his status as the second master of the Fang family to dominate Liangzhou City.

Make blessings.

As far as he knew, the second uncle seemed to have established his own power in Liangzhou City. More importantly, he seemed to have cooperated with the Black Tiger Gang. As for what the cooperation was, Yan Li did not tell him.

However, I believe that Yan Li and the Black Tiger Gang will help him solve the problem of his second uncle. Otherwise, Fang Ming will have to drag things out in Camp No. 1. Anyway, the longer it takes, the more help he will get.

Look, since Fang Xiu is gone, he has been living a very comfortable life these days. The black-armored guards who control him are becoming more and more successful, but what bothers Fang Ming is how to tell his family about Fang Xiu's death.

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"The meeting is dismissed, please let me know. We will return to Camp No. 1 in three days to receive the reward!" Fang Ming sat lazily in his seat, reached for the wine on the table, and drank heavily.

"Yes." Everyone left one after another.

"Young Master, Fang Si has something to see you." Fang Wu lowered his head and replied.

Fang Ming was too lazy to speak. He waved his hand and continued to drink heavily. Isn't this kind of life more comfortable than practicing at home? After practicing for so long, he has almost forgotten the taste of enjoying life. It would be great if there were a few more beauties.

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"Young master, something happened. The second lady is going to betray you!"

Boom! Fang Ming was stunned as if five thunders struck his head. He hurriedly threw the wine bottle on the table, his face changed drastically and he asked: "What is she going to do?"
Chapter completed!