Chapter 1773 Life Is Like a Gamble

Guros looked at the sea in the distance: "Afraid! It's because of fear that I put all my hopes on you!"

"If you say so, I feel a lot of pressure." Fang Yang picked up a stone and threw it out hard, creating a splash on the sea.

Guros also picked up a stone and threw it out like Fang Yang: "A person's life is nothing more than a gamble.

If you win, you are a winner in life. If you lose, it's hard to get another chance. I admit that the current situation is too complicated. I alone cannot guarantee that the Dark Council will survive the difficulties.

But if Mr. Fang takes action, everything will change. So what if your enemy is strong? Isn’t there nothing we can do against you?

Although I don't know much about Eastern metaphysics, I can feel a unique aura from Mr. Fang.

To be honest, this is the second time that I have risked all my life and fortune. Now that I have started, even if I lose, I will not regret it! "

Fang Yang turned to look at Guros and asked very seriously: "I really want to know, what did you get when you put everything on the line for the first time?"

Guros opened his hands in a hug: "I gained strength and respect! From an unknown and ridiculed vampire, I grew up to a real vampire prince! Finally, I reached the position I am today."

Fang Yang said nothing more and clapped his hands: "It seems that you are indeed lucky, but this time, you'd better think it over carefully. There is still time, so don't jump to conclusions too quickly."

Guros was not in a hurry: "I'm afraid it's not me who needs to be considered, but as you said, there is no rush now. At least within a short period of time, there will be a rare stable environment."

Fang Yang checked the time: "I still have something to do, so I'll go back to Jiangbei. In a few days, Ji Ping will come over and act as my special assistant."

"Special assistant?" Guros thought about it and understood what Fang Yang meant. He didn't want to get too involved in the affairs of the Dark Parliament, so he sent a scapegoat.

But now that Fang Yang has made a decision, it may be impossible to change it. Gu Ruos also simply did a favor:

"No problem, I believe we will be very happy getting along with each other."

"I hope so. You go and do your work. There's no need to see me off." Fang Yang waved to Guros and walked straight to the airport alone.

Guros wanted to see Fang Yang off again, but when he saw that he had gone far, he stopped and said loudly from behind: "If you need anything, please contact me at any time!"

"Got it!" Fang Yang responded simply without even turning his head, and then returned to his plane.

Shi Wuyu happened to have a few words with the maintenance pilot. When he saw Fang Yang getting on the plane, he immediately followed him: "Brother Fang, didn't you say there will be a grand cocktail party?"

Fang Yang said: "What's new at the cocktail party? Are you still worried that there will be no wine to drink when you return to Jiangbei? Let's go to Guangming Holy Mountain!"

Shi Wuyu started the plane skillfully: "It's not that I'm afraid of running out of wine, I just don't understand why I'm in such a hurry. It seems that the Dark Parliament is not as scary as the legend says, it is still very cute!"

Fang Yang lay stretched out on the sofa: "Cuteness may not be considered, but nothing is absolute. What you know about the Dark Parliament is more based on rumors than personal experience.

To vilify the enemy and beautify oneself is definitely what the Church of Light does best, and it cannot be tolerated. "

The two of them headed north, and five hours later, they saw the outline of the Holy Mountain of Light in the distance. Different from the previous times, it seemed that the power of light on the mountain was obviously weakened.

Shi Wuyu is obviously the person with the most say: "Hey, how come even the barrier of light has shrunk? It seems that the Holy Court of Light is in quite a lot of trouble."

Fang Yang said: "It's not that I'm not young, it's that I was almost taken over by others!"

Shi Wuyu landed the plane steadily at the airport nearest Guangming Holy Mountain: "Brother Fang, what about that, I won't accompany you up, right?"'

Fang Yang knew that Shi Wuyu had something on his mind. After all, he used Guangming Holy Mountain as his own back garden and fished for a lot of good things.

Although Fang Yang was protecting him, he still felt weird inside. Fang Yang opened the cabin door: "I can go by myself. You have to maintain the plane and be ready to take off at any time."

Hearing that he didn't need to accompany him to the Holy Mountain of Guangming, Shi Wuyu let out a sigh of relief: "No problem, I promise to complete the mission!"

After jumping off the plane, Fang Yang found a car and said directly to the driver: "Guangming Holy Mountain."

The driver was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Yang's attire: "Sir, are you here for a trip? I'm afraid you will be disappointed.

I have just been notified that Guangming Holy Mountain will be undergoing some historical restoration work recently and will no longer receive any guests. "

Fang Yang said: "I'm not here to travel. Just send me to the foot of the mountain. I'll give you the money."

Seeing the double fare handed over by Fang Yang, the driver was no longer vague: "Well, I wish you good luck. The situation on Guangming Holy Mountain may not be so optimistic."

The driver said this nonsense and drove Fang Yang on the road. Half an hour later, the car slowly stopped.

The driver pointed to the temporary checkpoint not far ahead: "Sir, did you see it? The checkpoint has been set up here. I can't pass, so I can only send you here."

"Thank you, you can go back." After thanking Fang Yang, he got out of the car and walked directly to the checkpoint.

There are four light knights, two mages, and one priest at the temporary checkpoint. The equipment is very reasonable.

Seeing Fang Yang walking over alone, a bright knight at the front immediately stopped him: "I'm sorry, Guangming Holy Mountain is undergoing restoration of historical sites and will not receive guests for the time being."

Fang Yang didn't answer, but took out his phone and dialed Brat's number. The poor Pope is resting in his room.

Suddenly receiving a call from Fang Yang, Brat didn't know what happened: "Fang Yang? Do you have anything to do with me?"

Fang Yang said: "I was blocked by your people at the temporary barrier at the foot of the mountain."

Bratt was a little surprised: "Have you arrived at the Holy Mountain of Light?"

Fang Yang replied: "Yes, come and see what's going on here and see if there's anything we can do to help."

Although Fang Yang's words couldn't be more false, Brat was deeply moved when he heard them: "Fang Yang, you really didn't disappoint me! Give the phone to the guard and I'll talk to him."

Fang Yang shook the phone in his hand and said to the Bright Knight: "Your Lord Pope wants to talk to you."

The Bright Knight answered the phone doubtfully, listened to the two, and immediately showed great respect, saying yes.

After hanging up the phone, the Bright Knight's attitude towards Fang Yang changed completely: "Sir, please don't be offended, I will take you in right now."

Of course, Fang Yang would not be so incompetent as to fight with an ordinary knight of light: "Thank you."

The Knight of Light took Fang Yang outside the gate of the Pope's Palace, and then said respectfully: "Sir, His Majesty the Pope is waiting for you inside, please come in."

"Thank you." Fang Yang nodded slightly, stepped forward, opened the door, and walked in.

As soon as he entered the Pope's Palace, he saw Brat sitting there with his chest covered and his brows furrowed. Fang Yang smiled and said, "Why, did you look like this when you saw me coming?"