Then immediately descended to have a look.

This little guy has gained quite a bit of benefit, let’s see how he is now.

Besides, he was originally the Guardian Hall’s, so this can be considered cooperation with the Guardian Hall.

"Oh, he actually noticed me..."

Ningxue Sword looked down, and Fang Che seemed to intentionally or unintentionally glance in their direction, then headed towards the neighbor’s courtyard.

Surprising.

"This kid’s Divine Sense is strong. Although I’m not deliberately hiding anything, it’s not something an average person can detect. But that look..."

Below.

Fang Che sensed a powerful aura in the air and steadied his mind, knocking on the half-open door, saying: "Is anyone home? I’m from the Guardian Hall, is it okay if I come in?"

The three inside had already heard them talking next door.

The two old ladies stopped their work, trembling: "Come in."

One of them was shaking off the water from their hands, nervously taking a towel to wipe them, showing the fear and anxiety of commoners meeting a big shot on their wrinkled faces.

Their eyes were murky, hair gray and sparse.

There were age spots on the face, looking elderly and frail.

They looked at Fang Che entering with his men with fright, shrinking back and saying: "This...this officer, you are...?"

"From the Guardian Hall."

Fang Che smiled kindly: "Elders, is it just the two of you at home?"

"And our old partner."

One old woman shakily said: "We... are his concubines..."

"Concubines!"

Fang Che’s eyes twitched: "Then, how is the old man’s health?"

"Not too well, struggling to get by. Each day is harder than the last..."

The old lady’s face was sorrowful: "He’s been coughing, bedridden for over a year, alas."

"That’s not easy."

Fang Che sympathized: "You all know the woman next door, right?"

"Yes, her name is Little Mei, she and her husband had such a good relationship, and she’s kind, often bringing us food..."

The old woman became emotional as she spoke, choking up: "In these times, there’s not many good young people like that."

"Yes, not many."

Fang Che sighed and said: "She’s dead." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"We vaguely heard about it..."

The old woman’s eyes reddened, and tears began to fall: "Heaven is blind, good people don’t live long, Little Mei was such a good girl..."

"You should be careful too, things are not peaceful lately."

Fang Che bent down to pick up the vegetables from the ground, full of emotion: "You’re getting up there in age, I’ll have someone bring you some rice later, this world, just endure it slowly."

The old woman nodded gratefully.

"Thank you, officer."

"It’s what I should do."

Fang Che kindly said: "The old man is inside, I’ll go take a look."

"Okay."

Fang Che brushed past the two old women; but just as he was walking past, the Nether Monarch Blade suddenly transformed into a flash of cold light.

The back turned and stepped out the Sword Form!

The sword light, like cold lightning, fiercely pierced into the old woman’s back!

Blood burst forth.

But it only went three inches in and couldn’t go any further.

Moreover, a massive force suddenly counterattacked, and with a loud bang, Fang Che was sent flying with the sword.

The tiger’s mouth split.

Yet the old woman suddenly turned around, her eyes emitting a fierce light, ready to charge at Fang Che.

"What are you waiting for! This is a Dream Demon!"

Fang Che shouted to the sky as he was sent flying.

A sharp sword light suddenly appeared out of thin air.

As it appeared, it cleared the entire area.

Fang Che and Yuan Jingjiang felt a blur in front of their eyes, and their bodies were no longer in the original place.

It was as if a screen of light appeared in front of them, Ningxue Sword’s white-clad figure, like the extremely cold Snow Mountain, appeared in the courtyard.

The sword light flickered, cold sword qi constantly erupting.

The two old women quietly transformed into two beautiful women in front of Ningxue Sword!

Yet at this moment, their eyes were filled with resentment and rage.

A sword light like a thunderbolt had already rushed into the house.

It seemed to be battling someone inside.

This kind of technique left everyone in awe.

Ningxue Sword just stood in the courtyard, while a sword qi was automatically fighting inside the house.

A miserable wail.

An old man, covered in blood, rolled out, and the two women simultaneously screamed and rushed forward.

But two sword qi appeared out of thin air.

With a puff, each woman had a bloody hole in her shoulder.

Blood spurted out.

Just moments ago, Fang Che had been fully assaulting without being detected by the expert, yet under Ningxue Sword’s hand, he wasn’t a match even for a single move!

The three rolled together like gourds on the ground.

Ningxue Sword’s jade-like face was full of coldness, indifferently said: "So this is the Dream Demon and his Nightmare Guards? So weak?"

One of the women looked venomously at Fang Che: "Deacon, how did you discover us?"

Fang Che crossed his arms, indifferently said: "The person you chased before, he didn’t die!"

"Impossible!"

The woman shrieked in anger: "How could a mere Martial General withstand my palm?! You’re lying!"

"But the fact is, he recognized you!"

Fang Che said coldly: "Otherwise, you’ve been living here for so long, how could we only recognize you now?"

The two women were full of despair, though still unbelieving, there wasn’t much significance to believe or not now.

"Ningxue Sword, how did you come!"

The old man, being slashed in half by Ningxue Sword, twisted his head, looking at Ningxue Sword.

"Because you are, I come."

Ningxue Sword said indifferently: "Delaying time is useless to me. Today, in my sword field, even if Duan Xiyang comes, he can’t save you!"