Yang Dianfeng couldn't help but light up when he looked at Guo Huarong: "You are the disciple of Elder Mingzhu Zhenren of Emei Tiangang, right?" ”

"Exactly!" Guo Huarong saluted Yang Dianfeng again: "Disciple Guo Huarong, the family teacher is the real person of Mingzhu!" ”

When it comes to Mingzhu Zhenren, Yang Dianfeng has little stars in his eyes, but as an elder, he can still hold it:

"You're here to speak for Mingzhu's real person?"

"No," Guo Huarong hurriedly explained: "The disciple came here because he was separated from his fellow disciples on the battlefield......

"That's it......" Yang Dianfeng was very disappointed, but he was okay to cover up: "Today, the war zone on my side has been suspended, you can go all the way west along the foot of the mountain from here, and you will soon return to your Emei war zone." ”

Guo Huarong pleaded: "Elder Yang, can you please ask Senior Brother Pan to send me over?" ”

Her small action of peeking at Pan Yang fell in Yang Dianfeng's eyes, Yang Dianfeng was sour, why didn't her master have the strength of her! However, Yang Dianfeng still decided that the gentleman became a ghost, after all, Pan Yang was a disciple of the real person in charge, and he was so outstanding, Yang Dianfeng agreed with a smile:

"Okay, you wait a while, I'll have a few words with Pan Yang."

Pan Yang was stunned: "Elder Yang, I'm still ......"

"Here you go!" Yang Dianfeng was very kind and kind to Pan Yang's shoulder, and said to him thousands of miles away:

"Senior nephew Pan, do you know what it is for me to leave you alone?"

Pan Yang blinked: "Let me send her back?" ”

“…… Of course not," the corners of Yang Dianfeng's mouth twitched: "Senior nephew Pan, I don't know if the real person in charge told you that the war between us and the ghost country of Montenegro has actually reached a tacit understanding, and the purpose is to train soldiers."

"The road of cultivating immortals is originally going against the sky!

"So it's the survival of the fittest, the survival of the fittest!

"But this war has come to an end, and the Montenegrin army is still about 10,000 or more, and this number is acceptable to them. Anything less will break the tacit understanding between the two of us, which may lead to bad consequences.

"Besides, Master Pan, your strength is no longer below me, and this battlefield has no tempering effect for you.

"It's better to give this opportunity to temper to the ghosts in need!"

Is this disqualifying? Pan Yang was also drunk: "Elder Yang, in fact, I didn't kill a few ......"

Yes, you didn't kill a few, you killed more than a thousand! Yang Dianfeng patted Pan Yang on the shoulder with a smile, and persuaded him with good words: "Forget about Senior Nephew Pan, give my junior brothers and sisters a chance!" Next time, next time! ”

You've said that, what else can I say? Pan Yang was very depressed: "Elder Yang, even if you give me half a day......"

You killed more than a thousand in less than ten minutes, and I dare to give you half a day? Yang Dianfeng coaxed and deceived like a child: "Okay, then wait for you to come back!" You see that your Senior Sister Guo is in a hurry, go and send her off!

"When you send it back, I'll let you do a big job!"

Pan Yang's eyes lit up: "A word is a certainty?" ”

Yang Dianfeng was categorical: "A word is a certainty!" ”

"That's it!" Pan Yang immediately went to send Guo Huarong, although he didn't know how long it would take to send Guo Huarong, but he heard Lin Qingyi say that there were still a day or two before the war ended, no matter what, he couldn't send it for a day or two!

As soon as Pan Yang and Guo Huarong left, Yang Dianfeng wiped a handful of sweat, picked up the spirit card and sent a voice message to Guan Jieyan to report the good news:

"I fooled him away, what's going on over there?"

After a while, the spirit card flashed green, and Yang Dianfeng pressed lightly on the spirit card, and Guan Jieyan's voice came out:

"I have already sent a note to the ghost country of Montenegro just now, stop the war in advance, let's collect the team and go back to Qingcheng now!"

Yang Dianfeng: "Okay, okay, I'll come right away!" ”

Guan Jieyan: "Lao Yang, won't we be too authentic like this......"

Yang Dianfeng: "Let him kill for another day, all the Black Mountain side will have to die, let's also take care of the whole Daju......"

Guan Jieyan: "Okay, don't forget to send a message to call him back!" ”

Yang Dianfeng: "Why am I ...... again?"

……

On the other side, Pan Yang returned to the Emei Theater with Guo Huarong without knowing it, the Qingcheng Theater and the Emei Theater are adjacent, and the distance between them is actually only dozens of miles, but because this is an "enemy-occupied area", the terrain is relatively complicated, and the combat front on both sides of the Montenegrin army is very long, so it is indeed easy to get lost.

"Senior Brother Pan," Guo Huarong's eyes blinked, "Where's your flying sword?" ”

"My flying sword, ......" Pan Yang was very melancholy when he said this, and looked up at the sky at a melancholy forty-five degree angle:

"I should have had a ...... of nine flying swords"

However, the little sword sent Kong Zhenren, the white snake sword collapsed, and the white snake lived in the seven-star sword, but she didn't feel her existence at all, and the sword spirit of the seven-star sword didn't communicate and didn't know if there was a ......

So Pan Yang didn't have a single flying sword......

Guo Huarong said understandingly: "Then, Senior Brother Pan, let's go over, I'll observe the terrain by the way!"

"Lest I go the wrong way next time!"

"Okay." Pan Yang doesn't care, it's just a road of dozens of miles, even if you walk with your feet, it's half a day.

Qingcheng's side has just collected the troops of Mingjin, so it's impossible for him to fight again as soon as he leaves, right?

"Hey! Thank you, Brother Pan! Guo Huarong smiled and said, "Senior Brother Pan, you haven't answered my question yet!" Why haven't I seen you before? Who is your master? What kind of exercises do you practice......

The corners of Pan Yang's mouth twitched twice covertly: "Are you 100,000 why?" ”

Guo Huarong: "Huh? ”

"It's nothing ......" Pan Yang said perfunctorily: "I'm new here, so I casually practiced two rural styles......

"Senior Brother Pan, you liar!" Guo Huarong covered his mouth and smiled: "How can it be a country trick even if there is a ghost fire?" ”

Pan Yang: "By the way, what is Mingzhu's full name?" ”

Guo Huarong: "My master's name is Yun Mingzhu. ”

Pan Yang: "Yun is a big surname in Emei!" ”

Guo Huarong asked in surprise: "Senior Brother Pan, you seem to know Emei very well, have you ever been to Emei?" ”

Pan Yang blinked: "I've been there in the future." ”

Guo Huarongjiao smiled and punched Pan Yang with a small fist: "Senior Brother Pan, I thought you were an honest ghost......

"No, I'm not an honest ghost!" Pan Yang smiled and said, "Senior Sister Guo, let's rest for a while." ”

Guo Huarong: "Good duck, good duck." ”

Pan Yang found a lying cow stone to sit on, held his hands behind his head, lifted Erlang's legs, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

"Senior Brother Pan, my master is sometimes tired and tired, so I helped her massage to relieve her fatigue!" Guo Huarong volunteered to come over, leaned down and gently pressed a pair of snow-white hands on Pan Yang's shoulders:

"I'll press it for you!"

The corners of Pan Yang's mouth hooked up a honey smile: "Okay, let's have a bell first!" ”

Guo Huarong was stunned: "What clock?" ”

Pan Yang: "It's nothing, you are free." ”

Guo Huarong grinned: "Okay! ”