On the Ling Mountain, beside the path, the master of the door, Han Feng, personally led the two ladies to say goodbye to the disciples one by one.

The cultivators who returned to the mountain wandered beside the path, standing silently and silently. Even the gentle mountain breeze seemed to be infected with this unbearable parting, and it gradually became violent.

The disciples who were about to go on the expedition were smiling and high-spirited, saying goodbye to the master of the door while constantly looking forward to the triumphant scene.

For every disciple, Han Feng can call out their name, nickname, sect, and even **. Although this is also due to Allah's divine thoughts, Han Feng himself really remembered it with his heart. This alone made all the disciples sigh and be moved.

The master of the door is so benevolent and caring, how should the disciples reciprocate?

The wind and clouds are impermanent, and the gathering and dispersion are always related. Han Feng silently secretly checked every disciple who passed in front of him, but he saw that everyone looked sad and bowed, and he couldn't afford it for a long time. But after getting up suddenly, they were all majestic and proud, and they were also calm and sonorous in their steps. It seems that the battle in an exotic land that is about to be faced is not a bloody journey with an unpredictable future, but it is like a delicious and juicy peach!

The mountain wind was fierce, agitating people's clothes, and from a distance, on the winding mountain road, the clothes fluttered and endless. It's like a flag, marching forward in the wind!

"Will such a strong and fierce man really die at his own hands?"

In the face of the generosity of the disciples in the sect, Han Feng never forgot the apocalyptic scene that flashed in his eyes. To be on the safe side, the crazy brother deliberately aggravated the divine thoughts that had been left behind before on each disciple's body. I even don't forget to repeatedly remind "once there is a difficulty, quickly recite my name"!

There is a flat land at the foot of the mountain, which was originally cultivated by local farmers, and after Han Feng occupied Lingshan, this place was transformed into a square. And the thousands of disciples of the Heavenly Gate will go their separate ways on this square.

The mountains were covered with clouds and mist, and the top of the mountain could no longer be seen, but everyone was convinced that the master and his wife must still be watching them.

"Door master Jin An, subordinates farewell!"

With a loud shout, the mountains and forests were silent. Only the loud cry that resounded through the sky shook the valley.

Five thousand disciples, according to the different directions of this trip, spontaneously formed several clusters. But in their hearts, they always adhere to one belief! Their world is full of only faith!

Fight for China and die as you deserve.

Die for the master, although death is still glorious!

The wind and clouds gathered, and the lightning flashed and thundered. Up and down the Lingshan Mountain, there was once again an unreasonable vision.

Although there was a mountain separation, the voice of the door master still pierced through the strong wind and sounded clearly:

"Tianmen is on the march, the luck of China! Han Feng swears here: If one person is broken in my gate, and I pour the gate of heaven, I will destroy his country! ”

"This trip is heavy, I hope that all brothers and sisters are cautious. On the day of triumph, Han Feng will be here to greet him. With the mountain as a monument, in the name of God, your feats will always exist in China! ”

5,000 people under the mountain bowed to the ground, silent, but the majestic aura was enough to make everything lose color!

"The restoration of heaven is not an overnight effort. This trip is exotic, just for the opening battle! The only thing Han Feng asks for is to hope that you will cherish this body, cooperate with Han Feng, and become a god again! ”

"The left-behind disciples should also strive to move forward in order to make progress. If one day, the gate of heaven is in trouble, and you still need to work hard. Therefore, even if there is no merit this time, you should still strive to be strong, practice hard, and make new contributions! ”

In the wind, the parting words of the sect master have come to an end, but the parting feelings of the disciples seem to have just arisen.

"Han Feng lives between heaven and earth, so he set up this gate of heaven to cross. I hope that all of you will return to this place, which is Han Feng's greatest wish! Han Feng saw through the clouds and mist, paying attention to the crowd under the mountain. Seeing that it was not chaotic at all, he nodded with satisfaction and shouted softly:

"Tianmen, attack!"

Although its voice is soft, it is better than thunder! When thousands of disciples heard this, they suddenly only knocked their heads and slammed the ground, and then they all stood up in unison. But that roar shocked the mountains and rivers and stirred up the storm.

In the whole heaven and earth, there is only one sentence left!

"No!"

………………

When Liu Yun saw Han Feng, it was 0:00 in the evening.

To be honest, Liu Yun didn't want to see Han Feng more and more.

It's not that Liu Yun will have other thoughts - anyone who sees this guy who can't win, can't get drunk, and survives with infinite skin will probably have the same feelings as Brother Liu:

When the disaster star comes to the door, there will be no good thing!

"Don't mind!" As soon as he heard the sentence of the capital fritters, Liu Yun knew that there was constant trouble.

"Don't mind! Uncle Han! Do I call you uncle? Liu Yun took the lead, hoping to block Han Feng's big mouth:

"Hehe," the crazy brother chuckled, leaned back, and fell on Zhao Feifei:

"Brother Liu, Chief Liu, Liu Baishi......" Han Feng's eyes turned with a variety of emotions, and for a while, Liu Yun was also quite apprehensive, and quickly interrupted:

"It's only been two days since we were apart, so your family of three won't come to the door to receive the gift right away, right?"

The old man laughed out loud at that time, and he didn't explain, and continued to chat with Dong Yu beside him.

"Damn!" Han Feng snorted with disdain, and then touched the bottle of "Qingxue Brew":

"Take a bite?"

Liu Yun shook his head - God knows what kind of medicine Han Feng put in it, causing Lao Tzu to mess up time?

Seeing this, Han Feng shook his head slightly, and just wanted to take a sip, but was snatched away by Tang Yue'er.

"Xiaoyu, find a cup! Save your master from getting drunk again! ”

Dong Yu heard the sound and went, but the crazy brother could only smile bitterly.

Can you tell outsiders that they were drunk? Can you tell outsiders that after they get drunk, they actually fight hard for a day and a night without being able to get rid of it?

Looking at Han Feng's meaningful smile, Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er also knew why their husbands were smiling bitterly, but they could only glance at each other, sighed secretly, and sat obediently on the side, no longer making a sound.

"I'm here for help."

Han Feng watched Dong Yu pour the wine, and said lightly:

"Didn't you notice that Taj was gone?"

Liu Yun thought that this guy was just coming to see his joke of "messing up time", and he showed off by the way, but he really didn't notice that the two female ghosts beside Han Feng were actually missing a ghost!

"They're not ghosts anymore." As if seeing what Liu Yun thought, Han Feng corrected dissatisfiedly:

"To be precise, they are already ghosts! They can return to the world at any time if they want to. ”

Dong Yu, who was pouring wine, suddenly looked up at Han Feng when he heard this. Although he knew that he could walk in the yang world without taboo, the word "ghost fairy" was heard from the master's mouth for the first time - is this a complete liberation?

"Full of wine, silly girl!" Han Feng looked at the wine glass in front of him. It is true that the wine is too full, but it goes all the way up the glass and does not overflow.

The crazy brother stroked Dong Yu's hair dotingly, and laughed softly:

"My Xiaoyu is the strongest ghost fairy in the past!"

Dong Yu grabbed Han Feng's big hand, kept rubbing it on his face, and couldn't help but say:

"If you can always be with the master and mother, you will be a ghost for eternity, and Xiaoyu is willing!"

Zhao Feifei was the most emotional, and immediately pulled Dong Yu over and comforted him in a low voice. Tang Yue'er took over Dong Yu's work and continued to pour wine on the "wine pillar" that was already much higher than the rim of the glass.

The old man sighed and said helplessly:

"You little devils—uh, Xiaoyu, I don't mean you...... Say anything! Ge Lao Tzu, always haunts in the middle of the night, trying to scare Lao Tzu to death? Well? ”

Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er immediately set their eyes on Han Feng, and the suddenness and suspicion in their expressions could be seen by everyone.

"Husband......" Zhao Feifei wrapped up greasy in a greasy voice, like a beautiful snake that had just been released:

"It turns out that you often sneak away in the middle of the night......"

As soon as the crazy brother heard this, he knew that the big thing was not good, and hurriedly said frankly:

"Isn't there a lot of things to discuss with Brother Liu and them-just like today, don't interrupt!"

Somehow, even Zhao Feifei, who was usually arrogant and arrogant, listened to Han Feng's words, and actually quieted down obediently, leaning on Tang Yue'er's shoulder in a stupid daze.

Liu Yun knew that something was wrong, and was about to get to the bottom of it, but he was dizzy by Han Feng's words.

"At this moment, my Tianmen has divided into five routes and swept the surrounding areas of Huaxia, and the 'Hades Clan' has also attacked. I estimate that as the owner of vested interests, Huaxia has to make a statement and make some efforts. Brother Liu, old man, do you think Nirvana? ”

Liu Yun was stunned. It took a while for a sentence to come out:

"Really?!"

…………

September 27. Three o'clock in the morning. Strategic Command Center in the Western Suburbs of Beijing, China.

"This is my attack posture at 99 right now!"

Han Feng dropped the laser commander in his hand and said with a faint smile. And across from him was a room of high-ranking military officials.

All the bigwigs above the rank of lieutenant general in the capital were all carried by Liu Yun from their beds -- it is reported that the heads of several major military regions were rushing here by fighter planes.

Liu Yun, as the number one, naturally did not speak. The president/manager knew the details, and he just looked at it with a smile. But the heads and brains of the army below have begun to talk to each other, and they are at a loss.

"Can 99 places be empty-eyed, ignoring the overall national strategy, and attacking at will?"

When the doubts sounded, the crazy brother didn't even bother to look at it. Just waved his hand, as if chasing an annoying fly:

"Are you the one who invited you?"

"Wang Lung, bring it down for me! Neither the chairman nor the president/president have expressed their position, what are you shouting about! ”

With Han Feng's ridicule, the door opened instantly, and a colonel who was heavily armed and covered in oil paint walked in, and without saying much, he directly took the mouthy general out.

Everyone immediately gasped - even if it was an idle general, it was a general! How could he be killed by a "little colonel" like this?

"Keep the meeting going!"

Liu Yun coughed lightly, and the room was quiet in an instant. And his words made the field as cold as an ice cave!

"The will of the state, no need to explain!"

(The following does not count as a word count) PS: From the next chapter onwards, Tianmen, Wind Clan, Wind Shadow and Agade will form the four King Kongs in the hands of Han Feng, and stir up the existing world order to death. Countless lives that should have ended will be redeemed from this. And many souls who were still alive could no longer be forgiven by Yan Jun......

Of course, the strength of Han's bed will always be wiped out by the tenderness of the beauty......

One qiē and one qiē are all presented one by one in the third volume of "Yan Jun City" "Yan Jun of the Turbid World" that will start tomorrow!

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