Yan Nan said calmly: "Although I haven't paid attention to Night Demon before, I feel that this Mu Feng is a bit similar."

Dongfang Sansan laughed and asked with interest: "Guess, do I believe it or not?"

Yannan said: "You don't believe it?"

Dongfang Sansan was noncommittal and said: "It's not that difficult for me to reconstruct a file; besides, little people like Night Demon, as you said, haven't grown up yet. It's just strife within the sect.

It's enough for him; it's not certain whether he can live and grow up, and I don't care. Vice Chief Yan, you think too highly of your night devil."

Yan Nan laughed loudly and said, "That's right. That's right."

But I sighed in my heart: I believe you are a ghost!

People on both sides were a little surprised that Mu Feng won the championship. They were not surprised by his strength, after all, it was obvious to all, but they were curious about his identity!

Isn't it strange that such a person is unknown?

There was a lot of discussion in the Weiwo Orthodox Church.

"Mu Feng? I've never heard of this name. How strange is it that such a person suddenly appeared?"

"You haven't heard of it either? What a coincidence, this is the first time I've heard of this name."

"Have you participated in the Gu-Raising God-Being Project? With such strength, how come you are not ranked? This is unreasonable."

"Maybe it was queued so far back that we forgot about it."

"That's right, who is going to remember the last name?"

"What a genius."

"What family does Mu Feng belong to?"

"This, I don't know."

"I don't know either...but we need to focus on it in the future. If there is an opportunity, we need to get to know each other."

"I suddenly thought of something. Is this Mu Feng the Night Demon? Because it is not convenient for the Night Demon to appear openly, so he appeared under a pseudonym to join the battle?"

"Hiss... when you say that, I also think... it's a bit similar!"

On the Guardian side, some of the higher-ups were listening with open ears to the natural comments of the people from the Weaponic Orthodox Church opposite.

When some people heard Night Demon's name, their hearts moved.

Dongfang Sansan had a calm expression on his face, and said with a faint smile: "Congratulations to Vice Chief Yan, for obtaining a small spiritual crystal mine."

Yan Nan smiled lightly: "I don't care about such a small bet. Do you still need to congratulate me?"

"All in all, it's a trophy."

Dongfang Sansan smiled gently: "I will immediately ask them to prepare documents. When the time comes, you can send people to mine. We will never stop you."

"good."

Yan Nan smiled: "It is also a great pleasure to be able to mine within the scope of the Guardian Continent."

Dongfang Sansan chuckled, not caring at all.

Then the two stopped talking, drinking tea in a tacit understanding and waiting for the next king-level battle.

He even said nothing about Mu Feng.

It seemed that neither of the two supreme giants took Wuhou's champion seriously.

Yan Nan adjusted his sitting position to make himself more comfortable, even half-lying, and said: "Dongfang, after fighting for so many years, are you tired? Today is a bit of free time. It's better to take a real rest. Today

The sun is just right, how pleasant it is to sleep in this kind of weather."

As he spoke, his eyes narrowed a bit, and he obviously didn't care about the upcoming king-level battle.

"That's not possible. In the battle of King Wu, I have a few little guys here who are very important. I want to take a closer look."

On the contrary, Dongfang Sansan sat up straight and showed his importance to King Wu's friendly battle directly and unabashedly.

Especially when looking at the people on the Solipsism side, their eyes kept wandering.

Yan Nan, who was half lying down, smiled bitterly in his heart.

Sure enough, I still haven't deceived this guardian think tank.

He had already guessed that he would place all his heavy bets on the king-level battle.

What a pity.

No matter how smart you are, you will never guess that the problem does not arise on our side, but on your own side.

Finally reached the king level.

"Master, it's time to fight at the king level. I'll be on the field soon."

Fang Che sent a message to Yinshen Palace.

"You must win the championship! This battle is extremely important to your life! Don't take it lightly!"

Yin Shen Palace replied with a very solemn sentence in seconds. Obviously, the Yin God Master had been waiting for this news and was extremely concerned.

"Master, don't worry, we will definitely destroy everything!"

Mr. Fang replied domineeringly.

…

Dongfang Sansan is very concerned about the king-level battle.

Yan Nan even felt that Dongfang Sansan's mental power was quietly operating, monitoring the entire scene instantly.

This made Yan Nan a little surprised.

Where did I show my flaw?

Why is he paying so much attention to the king level?

It doesn't make sense.

How could this old fox actually sense that I was setting up the king level?

Could it be that he really had no interest or suspicion at all in that mysterious Mu Feng?

That Mu Feng is the one that best fits your guess about Night Demon, right?

Although the current situation is going in the direction that Yan Nan envisions is most beneficial to his side, he still feels depressed.

Because actually speaking, none of my plans for the day succeeded.

The only thing that was beyond Dongfang Sansan's expectation was the unintentional arrangement of the Yinshen Palace, and the credit for this arrangement was not attributed to Yan Nan!

This is really a very depressing thing for Yan Nan.

So he also sat up and said: "The Eastern Military Advisor pays so much attention to the king-level battle. There must be something special about it. I will accompany you to take a closer look."

Dongfang Sansan sighed and said, "It's okay not to pay attention. There is a traitor I sent here. It depends on whether the deputy leader Yannan can find it."

Yan Nan laughed loudly and said, "Really? Then I'll have to look for it carefully."

But my heart secretly lifted my spirits again.

Dongfang Sansan is so good.

Every sentence is very peaceful, but there are pitfalls and hooks in every sentence. It even makes you feel like you are willing to talk to him.

But as long as you have this feeling, you will be led by his nose.

I don’t know which words, or which subtle expressions, eyes, can be captured by him, and then extend infinitely...

You must deal with it carefully to ensure that he doesn't discover anything more important.

On the field, nine people lined up.

Fang Che, Wind Xiangdong, Mad in the Rain, Snow Wanren, Dongfang Zhe, Luo Gieshui, Meng Wuhen, Talking about Big Things, Chu Qingwu.

Nine people stand together, but they are like one body.

Almost as high.

A sharp aura pressed directly over him.

People watching the battle on both sides felt that these nine people were so strong!

Fang Che stood at the front of the row, with a tall and straight posture and a handsome face, like white clouds emerging from Xiu Xiu, like tall pines on the top of a mountain, and he was particularly eye-catching.

On the viewing platform.

Bi Yunyan's eyes lit up and she quietly said to Yan Beihan: "This guy is so handsome."

Yan Beihan sighed: "Don't just look at the superficial appearance."

"He is still standing at the front of the queue, in the captain's position; he must be the strongest in strength." Bi Yunyan said that she did not just look at the appearance of a person, but saw the inside.

Yan Beihan was helpless: "This is the enemy."

"But he is also a handsome man."

"Even if you beat him to death, he's just a pile of smelly meat."
To be continued...