In addition, Ling Fan also used the Wutong karmic fire to quickly refine all the magic weapons of the sword-robed man, and also removed the breath and marks left by the sword-robed man in the magic weapon.

In this way, even if the people of the Eastern Wilderness Sect track it down here, they will think that it was killed by this bird demon.

Of course, the sword-robed man was indeed killed by the bird demon.

Seven or eight hours had passed since all this had been done.

"Go find my father!"

Thinking of this, a gentle smile appeared on the corner of Ling Fan's mouth.

This time, he was almost dead against this sword-robed man, but it was worth it to save his father's life.

"What happened here about this sword-robed man, I still have to talk to my father and ask him not to reveal it. ”

Ling Fan quietly left a little imprint on his father's body.

He came to the place where he had been separated from his father, and sure enough, the imprint left a hidden trace in the path his father had walked.

He quickly followed.

As he followed, he also wiped away his father's breath and traces.

......

Ling Jianhou didn't leave!

He just left the harpy's territory, then found a cave and hid here.

That Fan brother sacrificed his life to save him, how could he just leave?

Even if that Fan brother is really dead, he will go back and find the body of that Fan brother.

"Brother Fan, you must live!"

Ling Jianhou secretly clenched his fists and prayed in his heart.

......

Ling Fan followed his father's tracks all the way, and after more than two hours, he found his father.

He wasn't surprised that his father didn't stop him from leaving the Abyss.

"Brother Fan, did that senior really let you go? Haha! I'm just going to do it, how can that senior be a powerhouse of this level, how can he not talk to each other?"

When Ling Jianhou saw Fan who appeared in front of him, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

Still alive!

It's really great!

Ling Fan saw his father

Seeing him dancing so excitedly, he also smiled.

In his previous life, his father died miserably because of him!

In this life, it won't!

He said, "Brother Ling Jian, there is something I have to tell you. ”

"What's the matter?" Ling Jianhou said.

As long as he can do it, he will never give up to the sword mountain and the sea of fire!

"That senior, dead. Ling Fan said word by word.

"What...... Dead?"

When Ling Jianhou heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, and even his whole person trembled a little.

He knew what the death of a powerhouse of the level of the sword-robed man meant in the entire Eastern Wilderness Continent.

He ...... How did he die?" Ling Jianhou asked with a fixed smile.

"I was killed by the harpy. ”

Ling Fan didn't lie, the sword-robed man did die at the hands of the bird demon in the end.

As for the matter of his battle with the sword-robed man, he didn't plan to tell Ling Jianhou, after all, it was too shocking, so as not to frighten Ling Jianhou.

Ling Fan also said seriously: "Brother Ling Jian, you must also know that the death of a strong man like the man in the sword robe will inevitably cause a big shock, and the forces behind it will definitely come to investigate the cause of death." ”

At this point, Ling Fan paused, and said with an extremely solemn and serious face: "Therefore, we can't reveal a word about what happened here today, even the closest and most trusted people!

"I understand, I understand!" Ling Jianhou nodded hurriedly.

Ling Fan also knew that his father was not a reckless person, and he said, "You were chased in by that snake masked killer, and then met me. Let's make up the details of this. ”

"Good. Ling Jianhou said.

The two made up a fiction, and the part that was chased by the snake mask killer was true, and the rest was true or false, and when someone asked, it was good to go out.

At the same time, in Liangrao's fiction, he has never been to the territory of this bird demon.

"Brother Ling Jian, I'll help you clear the imprint aura left on your body by that sword-robed man first, and then help you heal your injuries. Ling Fan said.

He could see that his father's injuries were not healing, and even the residual poison in his body had not been cleared.

In this way, it won't take a few years after going back, and internal diseases and hidden dangers will be left behind, and it will be difficult to make progress in cultivation.

"Ah, that senior left a mark on me?" Ling Jianhou was stunned when he heard this.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ling Fan's mouth, and he said, "He didn't even think about letting us go!" If he hadn't been too greedy, that bird demon would have killed him, and we would have died." ”

Hearing these words, Ling Jianhou's heart was afraid for a while, and he didn't dare to go out more and more about the sword-robed man.

As for the identity of the sword-robed man as the Great Elder of the Eastern Wilderness Sect, Ling Fan didn't intend to reveal it to Ling Jianhou, lest he become more and more frightened.

Ling Fan first used the Wutong Karma Fire to help Ling Jianhou eliminate the imprint aura left on the sword-robed man's body, and then helped Ling Jianhou heal his injuries and remove the poison.

After doing all this, the two of them left the dangerous beast abyss together.

......

Along the way, Ling Fan, as a fan, told Ling Jianhou about all the things that happened in Ling Jiancheng during this time, and after Ling Jianhou listened, he was silent, only when he heard the name of his son Ling Fan, he secretly clenched his fists.

After listening to this, Ling Jianhou said after a long time: "Zishanhe once saved my life. ”

Ling Fan asked, "Is it over?"

Ling Jianhou thought about it, nodded, and said, "It's over!"

Assist Zishanhe to sit on the throne, fight for the Great Purple Imperial Family in the south and the north, and expand the territory for so many years, where is it not over?

"If he thinks that I am a master, he can actually follow me, and I will disband the Blue Dragon Army without hesitation!"

At this point, Ling Jianhou's eyes were filled with deep disappointment.

For power, he is not interested in power at all.

As for the Great Purple Country?

He doesn't like it either.

If it weren't for the favor of Zishanhe, he wouldn't even have formed the Blue Dragon Army.

Therefore, he was very disappointed, very disappointed in his sworn brother Zishanhe!

Did he see the wrong person?

No, it's the Purple Mountain River that has changed!

"You're really righteous. Ling Fan smiled bitterly when he heard his father's words.

However, Ling Jianhou's words turned sharp, and his eyes became fierce: "But he shouldn't touch my son!

Hearing this, after seeing the fierceness of his father's eyes, Ling Fan became satisfied: "Your father and son's affairs, your father and son should discuss it." Anyway, my junior brother begged me to come to the Desolate Beast Abyss to save you, and I did it. ”

After all, Ling Fan is still Fan's identity, and there are some words that he needs to revert to the identity of his son.

"Hmm. Ling Jianhou nodded.

The two changed the subject.

What Ling Jianhou was interested in was naturally his son's Ling Fan.

What is his son's mastery, what has he learned over the years, how he has learned, and how he has learned it under his nose, so that he is unaware of it.

Ling Fan had already thought about his resignation, and the affairs of the master were all blocked by Ling Jianhou's mouth on the grounds that the rules of the master could not be revealed, and as for some other things, it was easy to justify himself.

The more Ling Jianhou listened, his eyes brightened, and the smile on his face became brighter and brighter.

Who would dare that his son is a waste who can't practice?

It turned out that his son was deeply hidden, and even his father hid it.

Seeing his father's smile, Ling Fan's heart warmed.

This kind of smile, which he had never seen in his previous life!

"Father's business is developing for the better! But mother's business is ......."

Thinking of this, Ling Fan secretly clenched his fists.

"Mother should not have been suppressed in the Burial God Mountain by now. But now that she is in the Xia Thunder God Clan, she should have a very difficult life!"

Xia Thunder God Clan, that is the Divine Vein Family, can be the top super family in the Netherworld!

Even in the divine realm, there are roots and forces!

If he wants to have a say in the Xia Thunder God Clan, he must at least be the sub-patriarch of the Xia Thunder God Clan

"Mother, you wait for me, I will try! I will also reunite you with my father!"

Ling Fan swore secretly.

The things he couldn't change in his previous life, in this life, he has to reverse everything.

......

It didn't take long for Ling Fan and Ling Jianhou to fly out of the Desolate Beast Abyss.

On the edge of the cliff, it was exactly noon.

Ling Jianhou felt the sunshine that he had not seen for a long time, as if he had walked out of the cold ghost gate.

"This sunshine is so warm!" Ling Jianhou said.

"Let's go, the soldiers of the Qinglong Army, Chang Xin, Wan Nian, Zhou Da, Yang Yun, Zhuang Qing, and Ma Youbai, are all eagerly looking forward to your return in the army. Ling Fan said.

Hearing these names, Ling Jianhou's eyes also filled with a strong sense of brotherhood, and said, "They followed me from birth to death, and I can't stand them! ”

The voice is not loud, but the words are powerful.

The two of them hurried towards the direction of the Monkey Hair Valley with all their might.

......

Since Lu Chun's death, there has been a rare peace in northern Xinjiang.

The army of Qingcang Kingdom had already retreated three hundred miles away, and it did not dare to take the initiative to attack anymore.

The 200,000 Qinglong Army is stationed in the Monkey Hair Valley, and it will not take the initiative to attack.

Ever since Deputy Marshal Chang Xin came back from the Desolate Beast Abyss a few years ago, the Blue Dragon Army had been injected with a booster, and they were all looking forward to their commander Ling Jianhou returning from the Northern Frontier.

Dawn, when the sun and the moon are about to pass, the darkest time of the earth.

In a dark place in the Monkey Hair Valley, five figures appeared here silently like ghosts.

These five people, each of them are at the level of the half-step Condensing Infant Realm, and each of them is no weaker than the original Lu Chun, and they all have a common characteristic, that is, they wear a cold snake mask.

They were ordered to come to Northern Xinjiang and assassinate Fan!

"Shall we go to the Abyss of the Desolate Beast?"

As the top snake mask killers in the world, they have been secretly lurking in the Blue Dragon Army.

But I didn't wait for that fan to come back.

"The Desolate Beast Abyss is full of dangers, even if we go in, we may be in danger! "Another humane.

"I'm afraid that Fan died in the abyss of the desolate beast, and we waited here in vain. A third man spoke.

Obviously, there were some disagreements among several people in the regiment.

The fourth person asked, "No. 1, you are the captain, you can decide!"

Between them, there are only the number 1 to 5 numerical codes, which are also the five Rao codes among their characters this time.

"Wait three more! If you can't wait, then we'll go to the Abyss of the Desolate Beast to find out!"

Snake Mask No. 1 Road.

However, just as Snake Mask No. 1's words fell, someone in the Qinglong Army suddenly shouted excitedly: "Hou Ye is back! Hou Ye is back!"

At first, it was just one person shouting, but gradually, the soldiers of the entire Qinglong Army all shouted excitedly, and the sound was like thunder, clearing in the Monkey Hair Valley.

"Are you back?"

The five snake mask killers were stunned in unison.

"So, that Fan is back too?"

They reacted immediately, their eyes filled with murderous intent.

Their mission this time was only to kill Fan, and as for Ling Jianhou, it was no longer on their mission!

"Let's go kill this son. ”

Snake Mask No. 1 Killer Road.

They felt that with their strength, even if they were facing powerhouses of the level of Gang Lu Chun and Ling Jianhou, there would be no problem.

There is no one in the Qinglong Army who is worthy of their fear, so when it comes to acting, they naturally have nothing to fear.

......

The first rays of sunlight dispelled the mist in the Monkey Hair Valley and sprinkled on the earth.

Ling Jianhou came back, just like there was a Dinghai Divine Needle among the three armies, and the spirit of all the soldiers immediately took on a new look.

"See Master Hou!"

In the tent, six generals, Chang Xin, Wan Nian, Yang Yun, Zhuang Qing, Zhou Da, Ma Youbai, and dozens of military commanders, saluted in unison and bowed loudly.

Their eyes were full of tears of excitement, and their voices were from the bottom of their hearts.

"Brothers, I'm back! Don't worry, I will give an explanation to the dozen or so soldiers of the Green Dragon Army who died, and I will also let the Great Purple Imperial Family give an explanation for what the Great Purple Imperial Clan has done to our Green Dragon Army!"

"We threw our heads and spilled blood in the northern Xinjiang to open up and expand the territory for the Great Purple Imperial Family, but the Great Purple Imperial Family stabbed us in the back! I promise you that the blood of our soldiers will not be shed in vain!"

Ling Jianhou promised loudly, and his voice was sonorous.

"Green Dragon! Green Dragon!"

When the soldiers in the camp heard this, they were all excited and shouted in unison.

What is the spirit of the army?

This is the soul of the army!

Ling Fan stood beside him, quietly looking at his father, all the worries in his heart were completely gone.

He originally thought that his father was a pedantic man, but now it seems that his father is definitely not what he thinks.

......

Ling Jianhou returned to the Blue Dragon Army and had to spend energy on rectifying military affairs.

For these, Ling Fan was not interested.

He asked Chang Xin to arrange a quiet camp tent for him, and he planned to use the blood of Xia Thunder God to refine those Xuan-level magic weapons obtained from the sword-robed man.