Silently, there was only a gentle sound of insects. Yang Fanhai lay on the grass and looked at the sky. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and there was no cloud there, which made him feel like he could see the Lingxiao Palace at one glance.

I don’t know what it feels like to sit on that supreme throne, overlooking the world, and seeing everything in this world as your own product? If he is really that powerful, why don’t he truly bring the whole world into his hands.

If so, there would be no war between the witch clan and the human race, and there would be no such difficult-to-eliminate contradictions.

Although the surroundings were quiet, Yang Fanhai could not calm down. He had been staying here for five days since he left Liupan Mountain, but he could not forget the painful howling of Jiufeng when he turned around and left.

That miserable roar of despair was like falling into the abyss and hell, heartbreaking. Yang Fanhai could feel that despair, just as he watched his parents be kidnapped by a thief, but he had no choice but to flee in panic, and he had no choice but to do anything.

In my opinion back then, it was the group of men in black who kidnapped their parents, and in Jiufeng's opinion, it was probably like he had kidnapped Mu Yifan, heartbroken.

What is love? This is a very difficult question to answer, and it is more difficult than practicing to become an immortal king.

Do you like Jiufeng? The answer will never be no. Such a woman loves Mu Yifan to such a level. Although Mu Yifan is a fictional character, she is still herself after all. While sighing, she is also moved at the same time. But whether to love or not is another matter.

Although there are many men in this world who have three wives and four concubines, and people are used to it, Yang Fanhai feels that the true love of his parents should be like his parents. Regardless of power, poverty, or the turbulent world, men farm and women weave, work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Maybe they live in poverty, but they are never sad.

Two people are enough, not too many. If we talk about the order, perhaps Princess Jinglu is more suitable.

His thoughts were full of thoughts, and before he knew it, the rising sun was rising and the sky turned white. Huangfu Shaowei walked over quickly in his armor and bowed and bowed: "General, you can set off."

Yang Fanhai took a breath, and a carp thrust, stood up, looked at the horizon, and asked softly: "What do you want to say, just say it!"

At this moment, Huangfu Shaowei looked confused and seemed to have something to say, but he didn't dare to mention it. After hearing what Yang Fanhai said, he hesitated and said, "General, soldiers are the most powerful. The battle on the southern front is fierce. Although the king is extremely strong, the witch clan's offensive is rapid and there may be changes at any time. If we can arrive at the battlefield one day earlier, the situation will be more advantageous to our human race."

"I don't know what the general is thinking, but it's not a wise move to waste five days here."

"I know too!" Yang Fanhai sighed: "But some things are really not too rational. If the witch clan members can retreat, it will not only reduce the number of killings, but also reduce the number of casualties among our subordinates. If you must make it clear, let me be willful once!"

How could he not know that the speed of soldiers is so fast that he could decide many things in one day. But Jiufeng is indeed like a demon in his heart, and it is difficult to go over without taking it seriously. Perhaps because of this, Chi You sent her to the battlefield in Yongzhou. He really couldn't stop him, but he would undoubtedly delay his pace.

Trouble... Yang Fanhai's heart jumped and suddenly remembered the hexagram that seemed to be counting for himself when he left Panshan. The troublesome thing in the hexagram is probably referring to Jiufeng.

Not to mention that Master Feng really knows the trick of fortune-telling, but the tips he gave him did not seem to have much meaning. It is easy to deal with decisively, but how difficult it is to do it.

Huangfu Shaowei, who was standing beside him, didn't say anything more, but just reported: "General, the army has been prepared."

Yang Fanhai nodded, attracted his own war horse, and ordered loudly: "Go!"

The army immediately started and headed towards Liupan Mountain.

With a calm face, neither hurry nor slow, Yang Fanhai seemed confident, but his heart was extremely nervous and kept thinking. If the other party did not retreat and even set up a formation, what should he do?

When he was constantly interrupted, he suffered from the chaos. For a moment, he felt a little regretful. Perhaps Master Feng said it was right, and the best way to deal with it decisively was the best way. When saving Xue Chengtong, it might be more appropriate to directly take Jiufeng down and send her back to Zhengcheng. When the war is over, he will return her freedom.

With a nervousness, I got closer and closer to my destination. In less than a few hours, I finally arrived at the foot of Liupan Mountain.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Fanhai explored his spiritual sense and swept towards Liupan Mountain. With his current strength, he could easily explore a thousand miles of radius clearly.

As a result, he sighed heavily. Jiufeng, who is stubborn, has no paranoid this time. Fortunately, the other party is also a person who attaches great importance to his clan members. Before such a big deal, he chose to endure and avoid this fight.

Otherwise, even if you feel guilty, you will never tolerate it anymore. Soldiers are so fast that wars are like fire, and there is no longer much time to waste for you.

But just now, she breathed a sigh of relief and immediately frowned again. The army did retreat, but Jiufeng was still there, and her spiritual sense was sweeping over, and she easily found her trace in Liupan Mountain.

Jiufeng looked up and naturally felt the arrival of Yang Fanhai's army. Without any hesitation, he jumped up and moved around. He rushed straight towards Yang Fanhai's army for a few rounds in the mountains.

"Prepare for combat!"

Because Xue Chengtong was captured, Huangfu Shaowei felt a fierce momentum when he saw the figure and immediately issued an order to prepare the army.

"No need!" Yang Fanhai said softly, and then ordered loudly: "No one is allowed to take action without my order."

Then he rode his horse forward, and waited for Jiufeng to stop, and landed in front of his war horse.

Looking at the woman in red in front of him, Yang Fanhai asked, "Thank you very much for avoiding this battle, but I still won't tell you where Mu Yifan is, sorry."

Jiufeng's face was a little haggard, but she felt a little more energetic than five days ago, and even had a smile, as if she had gained something.

Looking at Yang Fanhai, he said lightly: "Since Mu Yifan told you not to kill me, it means he still has feelings for me. I will not be enemies with you anymore, I will follow you. As long as I follow you, I think I will definitely find Mu Yifan's one day."

Trouble...the headache, Yang Fanhai was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say, nor knowing how to describe Jiufeng's obsession.

The easiest method is often the most useful. Jiufeng’s move simply hits his own life. He cannot guard against others for a lifetime. Even if he is determined, he may reveal flaws. What’s more serious is that this may make it extremely inconvenient for him to do many things, such as: using the Qiankun Bow.

If you sow the cause and get the result, maybe if Lu Yadaojun won’t seal Jiufeng’s memory that day, it will not become as difficult as today.

Helpless, Yang Fanhai could only say: "You like to be crazy and you can do whatever you want, but I have a word before. What I promised my junior brother is not absolute. If you influence my army, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Jiufeng smiled slightly: "Don't worry, your army will not see me at all!"

After saying this, he turned around and left, and the familiar time disappeared from everyone's sight. However, Yang Fanhai's spiritual sense was opened, and it was not difficult to find that she did not leave, but stopped nearly a thousand miles away from her army. It was obvious that she was preparing to do what she said and follow her from a distance.

It was already like this, and there was nothing he could do. Yang Fanhai could only wave his hand and was about to command the army to continue moving forward. Suddenly, he felt a heat in his arms and a light burst out.

It was just when I was puzzled that I suddenly thought of something in my heart, and my face changed drastically. I hurriedly reached into my arms and escaped the things inside. It was the jade talisman that Yang Jian gave him.

At this time, the jade talisman glowed, getting hotter and hotter, and finally shattered. Among the fragments, only Yang Jian exclaimed: "Brother, save me!"

The sound was terrified, and it disappeared in an instant, without any trace.

When the second brother was in danger, Yang Fanhai suddenly felt cold all over and couldn't help but tremble. His parents were not here, and the elder brother was his father. If his parents came back and his second brother was gone, I really don't know how to explain.

"General, what's wrong?" Huangfu Shaowei felt something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

Yang Fanhai took a deep breath and hurriedly ordered: "Huangfu Shaowei, now the army will be given to you by command, and the order will be sent to Zhang Zhi's men to come to Liupanshan to meet up quickly, and then slowly approach to occupy Yongzhou. Don't worry, wait for me to come back!"

"General..." Huangfu Shaowei was stunned: "Where are you going!"

"I have something important to leave for now. You can act according to the orders, remember not to start a war rashly!"

Yang Fanhai held a pair of characters, soared into the air and headed towards the West Sea.

Huaxia, the southern line of Daying.

Gongsun Xuanyuan looked at the map, listened to the military newspaper sent by Rio Tinto around him, thinking about how to march and set up the formation. The witch clan's offensive was very fierce, but Chiyou never took action, making him dare not relax.

"Report!" A soldier rushed into the commander's tent and said anxiously: "King, the man from the heavenly court is here again."

"It's coming again!" Gongsun Xuanyuan clenched his fists and frowned.

Since the war started, people from Heaven have been going on one after another, and messengers have come over to demand all kinds of materials and make things difficult for them. If it weren’t for the overall situation, even Gongsun Xuanyuan’s temper could not help but turn against him.

"I don't know what these guys are asking for again this time! Let them in."

Putting down the battle report in his hand, Gongsun Xuanyuan took a deep breath. He was really worried that he would not be able to help but take action.

After a moment, the sub-saint monk who came here for the first time strode in with two immortal tribes. After standing still, he bowed casually: "King Gongsun, you are polite."

Gongsun Xuanyuan forced a smile: "I'm polite. I don't know what kind of expensive things the immortals are here today. Is there any material missing in Heaven?"

"Where, where!" The sub-saint monk laughed and said, "It's enough material. Your Majesty the Emperor asked me to thank the king. But I still have to ask the king to borrow something!"

Gongsun Xuanyuan said, "Oh? What's it!"

The Asahi smiled faintly and said softly.

"The Emperor's Sword!"
Chapter completed!