"No way, no way!"

Dongfang Sansan shook his head firmly: "Your plan will never work."

"Why?"

Xue Fuxiao was stunned.

"What's the point of being exposed so early?" Dongfang Sansan said angrily: "If it's exposed so early, why is there so much planning?"

Xue Fuxiao's face was as sinking as water, and she said: "Jun level, or higher is also acceptable."

"That's even worse! If you haven't been exposed to that point, wouldn't you be a proper head teacher?"

Dongfang Sansan snorted and said, "I just asked you to deliver something. Why did you get into so many troubles? I don't usually think too much about it, but now I want to take advantage."

Xue Fuxiao said angrily: "Then what is your plan?"

Dongfang Sansan coughed and said, "This guy said that he wants to be the deputy chief leader of the Solipsism."

Xue Fuxiao was stunned.

After a long time, he burst into laughter: "Really?"

"real!"

Xue Fuxiao laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten up, and said: "Let me tell you Sansan, if he really becomes the deputy chief leader of the Soli-Orthodox Sect, no matter which deputy chief leader he is, he won't need to worship me as his successor."

Master, I will worship him as my teacher!"

Dongfang Sansan lowered his head to look for documents, rolled his eyes up and down, and said, "If you believe me, I suggest you change this sentence to sworn brothers. Otherwise, you will regret it."

Xue Fuxiao said cheerfully: "That's OK! That's it, it's settled."

"hehe……"

Dongfang Sansan lowered his head, raised his hand and pointed at the door: "Get out!"

"My uncle's!"

Xue helped Xiao go away.

Dongfang Sansan smiled and continued to sort out the information, feeling much more relaxed.

These two people can only show such a straightforward side when they are in front of a few people.

When facing anyone else, he will always look like he is unattainable and confident that he has everything under his control.

It’s been a long time and I’m tired.

"Fortunately, I still have a few brothers with me. Otherwise, I don't know when I will reach this dark and dark road ahead, and my mind will collapse."

Dongfang Sansan breathed a sigh of relief.

…

Time passed quietly.

The Yin Shen Palace began to report to the head teacher the list of people who participated in the plan to raise Gu to become a god.

"There are a total of 257 generals in Yixin Cult. The list is as follows."

Under each person's name is their rank and age.

Others, none at all.

There are even dozens of them with pseudonyms. For example, Yue Xiao, Mu Mei, Night Demon...

The name of the Night Devil was mixed in the middle silently.

This list arrived at the headquarters without anyone knowing anything about it.

…

The only orthodox church’s chief teacher reserve planning hall.

The registration list is busy, and dozens of people are busy in the entire hall.

In a hurry.

"Here comes the Celestial Sect list."

"Record."

"The Luna Cult list is here."

"Record."

"Here comes the Yixinjiao list."

"Record."

Everything is done in a step-by-step manner. Just record as many as you report. Anyway, here, we just save a file.

What is truly valuable is what can be lived out of it.

What cannot come out, that is, a black pen, means that the person has disappeared forever in the world.

The plan to raise Gu to become a god.

Starting soon!

December twenty-nine.

There are still two days until the assembly.

Fang Che's cultivation is now firmly at the beginning of the fifth rank of general level.

Mulinyuan's injuries have already recovered to 60-70%.

And the day after tomorrow, Mo Ganyun and others will set off.

In the afternoon, the sun's rays have disappeared, and there is only a sunset glow in the sky.

Fang Che went to find Li Changkong.

"Ask for leave?"

Li Changkong frowned: "Why are you asking for leave?"

"I feel a little uncomfortable... It's not all about asking for leave. I looked at the task list and went out to find some heavenly materials and earthly treasures to complete the task."

Fang Che smiled, but there was unconcealable depression in his eyes.

Li Changkong looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed and said: "They are all going to participate in the competition. You stay here by yourself, and you really feel uncomfortable. Go do the task, and remember to come back early."

"yes."

"How long will the vacation be?"

"When Mo Ganyun and the others come back, I will probably come back too."

Fang Che turned around and showed a sunny smile.

I thought, if I can't come back, I won't be able to come back in this life.

Different from Mo Ganyun and others' big competition, the battle is a competition, only the victory or defeat is determined, not life and death.

The competition that Fang Che went to to cultivate Gu into a god was a matter of victory and defeat as well as life and death!

Life and death step by step.

Fang Che is now only General Five. Among them, there are Eight Generals and Nine Peak Generals... I don’t know how many there are.

Although Fang Che had to squeeze in no matter what, he knew that his chances of coming out alive were not great.

I don’t know how many people’s blood my blade will be stained with.

And I don’t know whose blood will be stained by someone’s blade.
Chapter completed!