Zheng Fan had forgotten how he came out of the soup pool, he felt that his whole person was floating in the sky, even if he was lying on the bed now, he still had a feeling of being dizzy and floating with the waves.

The soul and the body seem to have been cut off, and everything has become so unreal.

"Lord, Lord, are you alright?"

Xue San stood beside the bed, facing Zheng Fan's face.

He didn't dare to tell the blind man that their lord was really sick with his own bath, and he was afraid of being beaten to death.

Zheng Fan's thoughts finally began to recover, turned his head sideways, looked at Xue San who was standing beside him, shook his head, and said:

"It's okay."

It felt like I had just done ten needlework.

The muscles are twitching, and the body is no longer called hollowed out, as if even the foundation has been knocked off.

"The Lord, the subordinates think, it may be the body of the subordinates, and the body of the Lord is different in some ways."

Nonsense

Not even the blind can see that I am not physically the same as you.

Zheng Fan was too lazy to deal with Xue San, at this moment, he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

"Then Lord, you will rest first? When you are rested, check if there is any change in the qi and blood in your body? The subordinates feel that there should still be a bit of a lost effect. ”

You must know that the blood of Ah Ming and Liang Cheng was obtained by Xue San with great difficulty, every time they just bleed, and Xue San really wanted to "bleed" for this.

If it really has no effect at all, and in the end, it will let the Lord suffer and torture in vain, and all the kung fu he licked before will be lost, then Xue San will really want to cry without tears.

"Hmm."

"Then the subordinate retired first."

Xue San slipped away.

Zheng Fan was about to sleep, but suddenly felt a soft and warm mass appear on his chest,

Open your eyes,

only to find out that it was the little Hou Ye lying on his chest.

There is a distance between the cradle and the bed, and it is obvious that it is impossible for the little marquis to come over by himself.

"Magic Pill......... Take away ............"

This tone, this look,

It's like a father who doesn't care about it.

The pill didn't move, turned into stone, and fell silently beside the bed.

The drunken little marquis first glanced at Zheng Fan, then yawned, put his head on Zheng Fan's chest, and began to sleep.

Shaoqing,

The demon pill floated again, landed on Zheng Fan's other chest, and quieted down.

Zheng Fan wanted to refuse, but he couldn't move, and in the end, he could only reluctantly close his eyes.

This sleep,

Zheng Fan had a lot of dreams, in which he returned to the classroom before the college entrance examination for a while, and was concentrating on making papers;

After a while, he came to the studio again, and was drawing a manuscript without sleep or food;

After a while, he appeared on the battlefield again, watching the robes in front of him die in front of him;

After a while, he appeared in the mountains and forests again, and saw Tian Wujing and the cuckoo standing together;

After a while, I found that Siniang was by my side.

Well

Wait

Siniang's dream is so real......

"Lord, are you awake?"

Siniang said softly.

Oh, so it's not a dream.

Zheng Fan took a deep breath and wanted to sit up.

"Lord, lie down a little longer, you have been asleep for two days, and the slave family will feed you some food first."

Under Siniang's service, Zheng Fan drank a bowl of porridge.

"Lord, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I'm fine."

Zheng Fan still sat up, although his brain was still a little groggy, but after squeezing his fist, he found that the strength in his body was very abundant.

The realm has not improved, but the thickness of qi and blood has increased a lot, which means that the distance between himself and the realm of impacting the sixth grade has been greatly shortened.

"This medicinal bath is still useful, it's just .........," Zheng Fan said.

"Lord, this thing is too dangerous, next time you can't listen to San'er's troubles, what is the point of him doing experiments by himself? At the very least, try it out with a death row inmate.

His dwarf body is a medicine jar in itself. ”

Zheng Fan nodded, it is true that he can't experiment anymore, the effect this time is good, but now Zheng Fan obviously perceives that the meridians in his body have been expanded to an extreme, which is an extremely dangerous extreme;

It means that if the dose is higher, then your meridians will have to be broken, and when the time comes, your cultivation will be abolished, and even the seven demon kings will have to return to the liberation overnight.

Just a little, just a little,

Xue San almost "restored everyone to factory value".

Ah Cheng's blood and Ah Ming's blood, combined with a medicinal bath that is easy to absorb, the effect is simply explosive.

Strictly speaking, the blood of those two is highly poisonous.

"Next time, there will be no next time."

Zheng Fan was also a little afraid.

"Lord, this is the military information that came from this morning, Yongbian City has been received by Ah Cheng and others, and the defender of that city is called Zhang Tong, who is very cooperative and knowledgeable about current affairs."

"Okay."

This is equivalent to another expansion of territory.

It's just that Yongbyon City is too small, and it doesn't belong to any comprehensive city, that city is still mainly a military fortress, earlier, it was the "bunker" used by the Situ family to defend against Helian's family, but mosquito legs are also meat, and moreover, Yongbyon City is in hand, you can expand your strategic buffer range, so that people can directly hit your lair as soon as they come.

"Send someone to send a message to Liang Cheng, and then see if there are any nearby forts or anything that can be taken by chance, so that he can be bolder."

Taking advantage of the fact that the Situ family is being "naturalized" by Yan Guo, it is a little bit that he can take advantage of it a little more, and if he wants to spit it out in the future, it is not impossible, just slowly pull the skin.

"Yes, Lord. In addition, the Lord, there is the latest news from the front side, the eldest prince has already fought with the rebels of Chengguo, and the follow-up battle situation has not had time to feedback back, and it is estimated that it will arrive tomorrow. ”

"Hmm."

The war on the eldest prince's side is directly related to the future of Shengle City, and everyone in Shengle City is looking forward to the defeat of the eldest prince.

"One more thing." Siniang hesitated.

"What's the matter?"

"Someone sent a letter today, saying that he is the new helm of the Secret Spy Division, and he will come to Shengle City to visit you the day after tomorrow."

"The Secret Agent?"

After the death of the cuckoo, the secret spy department in the Jin State almost came to a standstill, but it is obvious that it is impossible for the imperial court to sit back and watch the spy system here continue to be paralyzed.

However, the helmsman, who had just taken office, had come all the way to Shengle, and it was clear that some drunkards did not mean to drink.

Xiao Hou Ye's affairs here, it is difficult to completely hide people.

Because Ding Heng and Cuilin Niang are people in the rivers and lakes, they have already made an appearance in Shengle City, and they have also recruited many of their subordinates to enter the Shengle army.

On the side of the post station, there was no grass to eradicate the roots, and the Qianguo Yinjiawei side also knew about it.

The whereabouts of the little marquis, even if you want to keep it secret, it is difficult to hide it from the real boss, if you want to find out, you will definitely be able to find out.

However, it is clear that the imperial court seems to have been "silent" about this.

There was no Qin sent to announce the naming and title of the little marquis, and there was no special care, and the official news of the unfortunate death of Mrs. Jingnan and the child in her womb had been determined.

This couldn't help but make Zheng Fan think of another existence, that is, the little marquis of the Zhenbei Hou family who no one was sure of whether it existed or not.

De jure, there is no such thing.

At present, his godson is also in this "black household" state.

"If he comes, let the blind man entertain him."

"Yes, Lord, rest a little longer."

"Hmm."

Zheng Fan nodded, then turned his face sideways and looked at Tian Tian, who was looking here with both hands holding the cradle.

When giving him this name, the demon kings all felt that Zheng Fan was too arbitrary, but Zheng Fan was just thinking of taking a nickname for the time being.

"Wow......... Wow............"

"Siniang, you say, when will he speak?"

"Lord, it's still early, you can speak when you're almost a year old." Siniang smiled.

"Well, okay, you go get busy, I'll rest for a while, there's nothing to do."

"You rest first, the slave has made soup in the kitchen, and I'll call you to drink some later."

"Okay."

After Siniang left, Zheng Fan lay down again.

There wasn't much sleepiness, but the lack of mental substance still made Zheng Fan quickly enter a state of dream-like non-dreaming.

Over there in the cradle,

Seeing that his godfather fell asleep again, he slapped the frame of the cradle with some dissatisfaction.

Xu is Zheng Fan was born with the "Tian family",

Forget it if Hetian is close to no mirror,

Right now, it is Liantian Wujing's son, and he also has an inexplicable closeness to Zheng Fan.

Even Zheng Fan would hit his little ass from time to time, and he also "giggled" and laughed.

Zheng Fan's long-term coma made the little Hou Ye sad, but seeing that this person just sat up and fell asleep again, he didn't come to hug him, and the little Hou Ye was not happy.

Under the shaking of the little marquis, the cradle began to swing more and more.

The stone where the magic pill was located floated up and resisted the cradle, preventing the little marquis from throwing himself out.

The little marquis stretched out his hand and pointed at Zheng Fan,

"Wow......... Wow........."

He wanted to be carried and flown over like he had done last time.

In fact, it was not so much that he wanted to go over to play with Zheng Fan, but that he wanted to experience "flying" again.

Magic Pill was unmoved.

Because last time Zheng Fan had no strength in his whole body, he could do whatever he wanted, but now, Zheng Fan is really just resting and recuperating, and he has recovered.

Magic Pill has been unhappy with his father for a long time, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to touch his head at this time.

"Wow......... Wow........."

The little Hou Ye was still screaming, and seeing that the magic pill didn't react, the little Hou Ye had to look at the stone again.

"Wow......... Wow............ Wow......... Wow......... .........

Sister......... Sister ............"