Fang Yin's sudden killing intent made the atmosphere somewhat solidified. Song Bocheng looked at Fang Yin with a sneer on his face, "Why, I got stuck in my mind and want to kill someone?"

Fang Yin did not speak.

The hand he placed on his side clenched into a fist, and then released it, his expression was uncertain, and finally he said in a deep voice: "Song Bocheng, I know you have experienced a lot of things during this time, and you have a lot of dissatisfaction with me. But I To tell you, not only you have experienced those things alone, but I also encountered hardships that you can’t imagine. Those who died for me, their lives will continue on me, and if I can, I’m even willing to use myself To change them to come alive!"

Speaking of this, Fang Yin’s eyes were a little red, “The youngest of them was only fourteen years old, and I was the one who brought it up. When being chased by the gods, they believed that I could bring opportunities to Tianbu. I am the last hope. So they used their own lives to clear the way for me, so I can stand here and listen to these ridicules."

"You can look down on me and say that I am a scheming villain. I don't deny these."

"But you should never mock me with their deaths."

Song Bocheng's lips moved slightly, and seeing the expression on Fang Yin's face, he couldn't say what he originally wanted to refute.

"Well, at this time, let's not have any infighting between us."

Lu Li moved a step sideways and stood between the two of them, blocking their eyes from each other, and calmly said: "No matter what the messenger Fang has done before, I believe he definitely wants to take Tianbu back. Even if he wants to be. Big boss, what's wrong?"

After all, Lu Li glanced at Song Bocheng and asked, "Do you think the talent of the Yifang messenger can't be the great leader of the Heavenly Tribe?"

Song Bocheng was silent.

Even if he still had some grudges in his heart, Fang Yin had to admit that Fang Yin was indeed a very talented spy. As an envoy of sentient beings, Fang Yin is responsible for much more than his eclipsing envoy, among the six emissaries of the heavenly ministry, to say who might take over the position of a certain leader, the other five, including Song Bocheng, will be responsible. I believe that only Fang Yin has this qualification.

So Song Bocheng didn't speak.

As for Gong Yunhong, she has played the role of a ‘thugh’ all this time, but any problems that Song Bocheng can’t solve will be solved by her personally.

She didn't want to participate in these heavenly affairs, nor did she speak from this standpoint.

After a short silence, Lu Li continued: "Now we should all work together externally, and finally rescue Fang Envoy, fighting inwardly here, wouldn't it make people laugh?"

"Who is laughing at us?"

Song Bocheng snorted coldly. Although his mouth was still stiff, his attitude had already eased a bit.

Fang Yin also shook his head with a long sigh, and said nothing.

Upon seeing this, Lu Li clapped his hands lightly, and said, "Now let's sort through it from scratch."

...

An entire hour passed, and a somewhat ‘rough’ plan was born among a few people.

Song Bocheng's expression was silent, and he looked at Lu Li and said to Fang, "So this is your trick?"

Not to mention him, even Gong Yunhong, who didn't know anything about Tianbu among the few people, curled his lips, obviously a little speechless about this plan.

Lu Li uttered the ‘perfect quote’ again, "No matter what means, as long as it is useful, isn’t it?"

Fang Yin nodded deeply, "Yes, this is indeed the most effective method at present."

"Are you sure?" Song Bocheng felt like he was going crazy.

After waiting for so long, he waited for a beheading plan that could be called a child's play, which made him almost want to grab Lu Li's gown and ask him what he thought.

"Find two Heavenly Crystal Killers to assassinate the three chiefs of the Heavenly Tribe, and I will kill the big chiefs personally, isn't this rigorous enough?"

Lu Li was surprised: "Don’t forget that when the Yanzhou family was cleaned, the master of the dignified family only needed to send a celestial killer. The celestial killer is not a Chinese cabbage, and their appearance fees are very expensive. Even I can't afford too many people."

But you are the chief of the land!

Song Bocheng roared inwardly, but he was helpless: "Well, even if you make sense, what do you plan to do with the other envoys?"

"Don’t forget that in addition to the two leaders, there are three other messengers who have taken refuge in the religion, and they have also rebelled along with the twelve supervisors. These people are not that easy to solve. The remaining three messengers, in terms of the level of cunning, can No less than a square drink."

Inexplicably received a cunning comment, Fang Yin didn't show any expression, but seriously said: "The Twelve Supervision does not pose much threat. As for the remaining three messengers, you and I will do it yourself."

"Shall we do it?"

Song Bocheng squinted his eyes, and then said: "You have to think clearly, I am the Grand Master, you are not!"

"Don't worry, if you really start your hands, it won't hold you back."

Fang Yin's tone was very plain.

Although Song Bocheng’s words are hard to hear, Fang Yin himself knew that although the remaining three envoys were only in the immortal realm, they were backed by the Celestial Tribe. Whether it is intelligence or power, they are far from being his destined. Abandoned sentient beings can be compared.

Even Song Bocheng himself might not be able to secure one of them, and bringing him this burden would obviously get in the way.

"You better not." Song Bocheng took a deep look at Fang Yin, and finally said coldly: "It's easy to kill, but it's very troublesome to find someone. We are now blocked from news, and we are almost completely suppressed by the Tianbu. We want to find these people and not easy."

"This is easy to handle."

Hearing his concerns, Lu Li suddenly laughed, took out a jade slip from his sleeve, and after tapping it, Zhao Shanhe's hearty laughter suddenly sounded: "Brother Lu."

"Second Brother Zhao, there is something here that needs your help."

Lu Li didn't instigate either. He bluntly said that he had found the building ministry, and now he needed Zhao Shanhe to use the power of Wanshitang to find the man of the sky.

At first, Zhao Shanhe promised, but when Lu Li said that the person he was looking for was the leader and messenger of the heavens, the voice in the jade slip suddenly became silent.

After a long time, Zhao Shanhe smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Lu, the commissions you give have become trickier than ever."

Song Bocheng frowned suddenly and glanced at Lu Li.

Of course, he had heard of the name of Zhao Erye of Wanshitang, and he also knew that Wanshitang has developed rapidly during this period, and it means that it has become the strongest underground force in the imperial capital.

However, no matter how'magical powers are in Wanshitang', in the eyes of a heavenly messenger like Song Bocheng, it is only a nine-level force that cannot be on the stage.

Lu Li entrusted these people to find the head of the heavens, just as ridiculous as finding a warrior in the Tongxuan realm to assassinate Grandmaster Mingyou.

And Zhao Shanhe's evasiveness proved his idea.

Just when Song Bocheng was about to speak, he only listened to Lu Li smiling and said, "It is because it is difficult to find Second Brother Zhao. This also proves the ability of Second Brother Zhao and Wanshitang."

"Hey, Brother Lu can always give me reasons why I can't refuse."

Zhao Shanhe also smiled. Then, after a slight pause, he said with confidence, "Leave it to me. Compared with the Ministry of Construction, the affairs of Tianbu are better to investigate."

"I understand, the peers are enemies." Lu Li smiled slightly.

"My brother sees it thoroughly, yes, my peers are enemies." Zhao Shanhe was half emotional and half a playful: "Perhaps after today, Tianbu and Wanshitang will not be enemies?"

"Not only is not an enemy, but also a friend."

"Then I will wait and see."

Having said that, Zhao Shanhe cut off Yu Jian's connection.

Lu Li also shook his head and smiled, putting away the jade slip, and then found that several people present, including Fang Yin, were looking at him with a very strange look, and couldn't help but wonder: "What's the matter?"

"Are you sure that such a big thing must be handed over to a group of lower-class people?" Song Bocheng almost squeezed the question through his teeth.

Although Fang Yin didn't speak, his attitude was obviously similar.

In the eyes of everyone in Tianbu, Wanshitang is indeed an influential force.

Although they are also involved in some intelligence business, to Tianbu, this group of people is just an ‘underground force’ composed of a group of poppies.

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