The sun is already setting. The afterglow of the setting sun slanted from the western sky and fell on a wide and gorgeous promenade in the "Happy Hou Mansion".

Fang Xiaohou, who was dressed in white, raised his eyebrows and was slowly walking under the afterglow of the sunset. On the surface, he appeared energetic and radiant, as if he had an inexhaustible amount of energy. There was a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth. It seems that I am very satisfied with everything I have.

It was certainly not a fluke that he was able to have everything he has today. For this, he has also paid a considerable price. But no matter how hard it tried, no matter how bad the situation seemed, in the end he was victorious. It was as if he were the illegitimate son of the goddess of victory. So victory will always be his.

Not only has this been the case, but it will always be so. Fang Xiaohou deeply believes that as long as he can always be cautious, then he will never fail. No matter what kind of enemy you face, it's the same.

Even if that enemy is Cheng Li, who inherited the Demon Gate Holy Lord Lonely Hou's legal system, he will not change.

At the end of the corridor, Fang Xiaohou pushed open a door and walked in. Inside the door is a very simple and plainly furnished room. It was snow-white, no dirt, no blood, not even a speck of dust. There is also no superfluous furniture decoration. There were only a few futons on the ground.

Fang Xiaohou Ye walked over and sat down on one of the futons. Then wait patiently. It was only a moment later that he heard footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

Immediately afterward, four people walked in. One is Tang Wushen. One is Xuanyingzi. Although one was wearing a black cloak, it was obvious that it was a woman, and it was Yan'er. As for the last one......

He didn't touch anything, and he didn't wear a hood. But this person seems to be born a part of the darkness, and naturally blends into the shadows of any place. Thus, although he did not cover himself with clothing, his whole being was like a shadow that could walk everywhere.

The four of them entered the room and sat down on the futon in front of Fang Xiaohou. The living shadow was the first to speak, and Sen Ran said, "Little Marquis Fang." You'd better give me an explanation for this. ”

Fang Xiaohou Ye smiled and said, "Explain, what explanation do I need? Trying to test Cheng Li, isn't that what you mean by 'that one'?"

Shadow said in a deep voice, "But we said it was okay before. It should be up to Lianchenghuo to take action. Now it's the Holy Gate. Master Fang, you broke your promise. ”

Fang Xiaohou smiled: "You just want Cheng Li to die." As for who did it, is it important?"

The shadow snorted coldly, "But the Purple-Eyed Heavenly Monarch is the sect master of the Holy Gate Heartless Sect. He is dead, and we cannot account for the rest of the Lord's lineage. ”

Fang Xiaohou Ye was not angry or annoyed, and said calmly: "Explain? The four sects of the Holy Gate, the six realms and the ten major branches, have always taken care of themselves, and the river water does not interfere with the well water between each other, who needs to explain to whom?"

After a pause, Fang Xiaohou Ye turned around and asked the other two with a smile, "Daoist Xuanyingzi, you are the true sect master. Miss Yan'er, you are the sect master of the Netherworld. Let's talk about it, do you need Ben Hou to explain anything in order to cope with the lifeless death?"

Xuan Yingzi smiled and did not speak. Yan'er still replied gloomily in the voice that flickered high and low, male and female: "Of course, you need to explain." However, hasn't Fang Xiaohou already explained?"

The shadow trembled slightly, and said in a deep voice: "What have you explained? Why don't I know?"

Fang Xiaohou calmly took out an envelope from his arms, put it on the ground, and pushed it in the direction of the shadow. Said lightly: "Anfu Yinhao's shares are thirty percent." One percent of them should have been lifeless. The other two percent belong to 'that one.'" Xuanyingzi Daoist and Yan'er girl also accounted for one percent each. How's that, this explanation, it's okay, right?"

The shadow snorted softly and reached out. The envelope was windless and automatic, and it flew up and fell into the shadow's hand, and was put away by him. When he spoke again, his voice was still cold, but it had eased somewhat.

"This sect is three percent, the true preaching is one percent, and the netherworld is one percent. But there are still fifty percent, all of which have been swallowed by you, Little Marquis. Plus Anfu Casino. Hmph, speaking of which, it's always you who gets the most out of this matter. ”

Fang Xiaohou smiled and said, "But Ben Hou came forward directly, and he took the biggest risk." Well, this matter doesn't need to be so serious. In fact, this is all part of Benhou's plan. The ultimate goal is just to make Cheng Li, an eyesore, no longer appear in our eyes. As long as the final result is satisfactory to 'that one', there is no need to worry about some of the details in the process at all, right?"

The shadow said coldly: "Hmph, little marquis, you'd better say it, and you can do it." Otherwise, none of us can afford to punish 'that one'. ”

Fang Xiaohou smiled, obviously not taking this threatening remark to heart. He stood up and said, "Then, this matter is settled, right? Now that it has been resolved, then Ben Hou still has other important things to do." That's the farewell. Several, please feel free to do so. ”

While speaking, Fang Xiaohou stood up slowly, put his hands behind his back, walked out of the room, and closed the door with his hands.

The shadow snorted coldly at Fang Xiaohou's back, and he still seemed to feel quite dissatisfied. Immediately changed the spearhead to Yan'er, and asked in a deep voice: "Yin Yan'er, what do you mean by this? You actually flirt with that Cheng Li, is this an attempt to rebel?"

Yan'er said coldly: "The four sects and six paths of the Holy Gate, and the ten major branches have always been on an equal footing. This sect is the sect master of the Netherworld Dao, and if you want to say irresponsible things to this sect, unless it is the one who comes by himself. Otherwise, no one should think that they can fake the power of the tiger and fight the power of the dog. ”

The shadow shook, as if he was angry, and shouted: "Yin Yan'er, you dare to scold me for being a dog?"

Yan'er snorted coldly, stood up with the same long body, and said lazily: "If you scold you, what can you do? Also, don't think that this sect doesn't know what you're up to.

But this sect also wants to advise you, don't think that if you do these small actions behind your back, you will have the last laugh. Cheng Li is the descendant of the Lonely Marquis, and maybe he is also the next Holy Lord of the Holy Gate. Now you're planning to deal with him like this, haha, when he officially becomes the Holy Lord in the future, you will have a good look. ”

The shadow was furious and scolded: "Yin Yan'er, you are so bold! You wait, I will definitely report this matter to the honorable master." ”

Yan'er waved her hand casually: "Okay, just go." Ha, Benzong also said it wrong just now, according to your desperate jumping up and down method, you will not live to get Cheng Li to become the Holy Lord one day, not necessarily. ”

With a word, Yan'er didn't care how angry the shadow was, walked over and pushed open the door, and went away.