Chen Gu and Sun Wutian agreed in unison. "That's right. Sixth Brother's escape technique is far stronger than the Blood Burning Art."
Fang Che understood as well.
So that's why Sixth Brother didn't teach me. It seems both his swordsmanship and movement technique are unique. The moment they're used, he'll be recognized.
Teaching his son these two life-preserving techniques would be no different from personally slaughtering his own son.
"Change your face back."
Yan Nan waved her hand.
After studying Fang Che's face, she found it much more pleasing to the eye than Night Demon's. But she had watched with her own eyes as that handsome, refined face slowly transformed into Night Demon's ugly mug right in front of her.
The sheer visual impact made Yan Nan's expression darken abruptly.
It felt like this: she had just seen a fragrant flower and was enjoying herself, only to turn her head and find a steaming pile of shit.
Chen Gu and Sun Wutian could not help turning their heads away as well.
Chen Gu let out a very clear sigh.
Sun Wutian muttered, "Damn it..."
Yan Nan immediately lost all interest in reminiscing about Fang Laoliu. She said, "Chen Gu, you're bored out of your mind, dragging me into discussing someone who's been dead for three thousand years."
Chen Gu smiled bitterly. "It's nice to reminisce about the past once in a while."
Yan Nan pondered for a moment before saying, "Since Night Demon was brought into the domain today, we might as well settle one matter here. Regarding the Mind-Calming Heart Sutra Night Demon will need when he returns in the future, do you have any recommendations?"
"Are you looking for a technique that can let him face Dongfang Sansan for a long time?"
Chen Gu furrowed his brows.
Sun