Looking at the scene of brother and brother's filial piety, Liu Dahong couldn't help but show a happy smile on his face, although he is a martial artist, he also understands the righteousness of his words, Mu Tianbo has passed away, as an elder, he naturally has to take on the responsibility of maintaining the relationship between brothers.

In the huge Mu Palace, he has the most transcendent status, but he is the only one who really carries out Mu Tianbo's last words to the end.

Even during the time when Lin Fan was in trouble, he was never rude to Lin Fan, let alone contempt and disdain, well, he still had some in his heart, but it was more of a pity, how could he be a good person, suddenly make a mistake, and suddenly Jiang Lang was finished?

But now it's no problem, everything is on a trajectory, Mu Wangfu is united, as long as this heart is in one place, there is nothing that can't be done.

The little county lord's eyes were wide open, as clear as water, she didn't understand Lin Fan's analysis, or she didn't seem to understand, let alone how the second brother, who was still unruly before, was suddenly convinced. Brother Lin is so powerful!

But it's nothing, as long as the two brothers don't quarrel, that's the best.

"Okay, okay......" The little county lord applauded stupidly, and couldn't stop laughing.

Lin Fan's expression changed suddenly, he stared at Zhou Zheng like cold electricity, and said, "Wu Sangui wants to go through the motions, and he doesn't have the idea of testing our strength by the way. Half an hour ago, the battle on Shen Yunfei's side had already begun, and it should be over by now. ”

Zhou was expressionless, and said stiffly: "Lin Shuai, you don't have to say anything, wait for my news!" ”

"Okay."

With a snap, Zhou Zheng saluted Lin Fan, turned around and left cleanly, feeling majestic and solemn, seeing Liu Dahong, Mu Jiansheng, Fang Yi and others looking at each other.

In this era, when people see their bosses, the positions are too different, and many of them have to kneel and bow, Lin Fan has all changed, as a soldier, kneeling to the sky and kneeling to his parents, all of them can be, nothing to kneel to the boss, so what is the dignity of being a soldier?

It is impossible for Lin Fan to kneel down for others, and he is also not very accustomed to others giving him this set, since the army has been formed, it has all changed, and the spirit of the Huaxia Army is condensed from these details.

Although Liu Dahong, Mu Jiansheng, Fang Yi and others didn't know what kind of military salute this was, they also felt a solemnity and solemnity, and their hearts couldn't help but be terrified.

Mu Jiansheng didn't say anything more, arched his hand again, and said: "Big brother, the second brother was ignorant before, and he was offended, so please ask the eldest brother Haihan." ”

Lin Fan smiled slightly, and said: "Why do you have to talk about two families, who hasn't made a mistake, it doesn't matter if you're wrong, as long as you correct it, you're still a man." ”

Mu Jiansheng cheered himself up and said, "Big brother, I have a reluctant request, and I hope that Big Brother will be fulfilled." ”

Lin Fanqi said: "What's the matter?" ”

Mu Jiansheng's eyes flashed with determination, and he said, "I want to join the Huaxia Army!" I also figured it out, as long as the eldest brother is there, the face of Mu Wangfu can always be earned. I can't do it, but I still want to do something, I don't want to be a waste, and I don't want to be raised by my eldest brother and fall into the prestige of my Mu Wangfu! ”

Lin Fan glanced at Mu Jiansheng, good boy, you realized quite quickly, thought about it, nodded and said, "You can join the Huaxia Army if you want to, but you must start as a small soldier." Food, clothing, housing and transportation, all colleagues, I have no privileges in the Huaxia Army, I don't have it now, and I won't have it in the future! As long as you can tolerate it, I agree, is there a problem? ”

"No problem!" Mu Jiansheng gritted his teeth and responded.

There is no privilege, there is no privilege, but after all, the identity is there, and I will definitely be promoted quickly in the future, and I will take care of the people below, and I will revive the glory of Mu Wangfu. He thought to himself.

Enlightenment is indeed enlightenment, but he also has his own little Jiujiu, the dignified little prince of Mu Wangfu joined the Huaxia Army, but he is not rushing to be a small soldier!

"That's fine."

Lin Fan didn't care what Mu Jiansheng's idea was, he knew too well what it meant to be a positive group, as long as you come in and don't want to fall behind, you must integrate into the collective, and once you integrate into the collective, this collective will transform you, and eventually the collective temperament will become your temperament.

He had no doubt that two years later, as long as Mu Jiansheng was still alive, he would be a strong man!

Maybe it doesn't have to be two years, half a year is enough.

Again, he knows too well what kind of magic a positive, vibrant, awakened national consciousness and strong centripetal force possesses.

……

Two hours later, the battle was still going on, but Wu Sangui's army was already showing a tendency to retreat.

Four thousand men and horses, at least a quarter of the loss, do not underestimate this quarter, a team without firm faith, when one person begins to rout, despair will spread like a virus, quickly spread throughout the army.

Lin Fan didn't know if Ma Bao's 4,000 people had a firm belief in combat, but he was sure that the army with national consciousness that he had built with his own hands would definitely be firmer than his opponent!

This point, even if it is placed all over the world, he has absolute confidence.

Zhou Zheng and Shen Yunfei are certainly not the masters of Anfen, but the two of them are also natural generals, not inferior to any famous generals in the world, so at the beginning of the training, he did not believe that Wu Sangui could defeat himself and defeat his Huaxia army.

This time was no exception, the only thing he wanted to know was how far Zhou Zheng could expand the results of the battle.

"Marshal Qiqi, the enemy army has been defeated, and Zhou Xietong is ordering people to lead troops to attack!" A herald entered the tent with a joyful face on his face.

"Great!" Mu Jiansheng couldn't help but exclaim, his face full of joy.

He already regarded himself as a member of the Huaxia Army, and even thought in his heart, this is my Huaxia Army.

Lin Fan didn't have any joy on his face, as if he had expected it, he said lightly: "I know." ”

"Who?! Hold it! I'll let you stop! At this moment, I heard a cold cry from outside the tent.

Shout!

A black shadow flashed, and with a slight click, a burst of energy erupted, and the Assassin's guard was found to have fallen.

"There are assassins!" "The man is an assassin, catch him!" There was a burst of exclamations outside.

"Lin Fan, old man Feng Xifan, at the behest of the prince, I am here to take your dog's head! Die obediently, hahaha......" came a rampant shout.

And in the tent everybody changed color.

A sword without blood!

Feng Xifan!

This person is a master of the Kunlun faction, specializing in the tip of the sword to point people to death, because the qigong practice has reached the high and profound realm of "returning from profit to dullness", the person who is pointed will never bleed, so it is named "a sword without blood". In this world, there is more control over the secret method of forcibly improving the skill and the Liuhe boy, otherwise it is impossible to worship with Ao and be the first in the world.

A fine light flashed in Lin Fan's eyes, and there was not the slightest panic on his face.

In the movie, Feng Xifan does not use a sword to use a knife, then his nickname of "a sword without blood" is purely selling dog meat on a sheep's head, Lin Fan was still thinking about evolving into the real world before, whether he uses a knife or a sword, it seems that he is still a master of swordsmanship.

Feng Xifan's body flashed, like a crossbow arrow, and he shot at it. The soldiers who came to give the order bore the brunt, and the herald reacted quickly, turning around and drawing his sword.

"Hmph, it's not enough!"

Feng Xifan snorted coldly, his wrist flicked between the flights, and a long sword burst into cold light, pointing at the big hole on the herald's chest. The herald snorted, and there was not a trace of blood on his body, but the man was already out of breath and fell to the ground and died.

is a good Feng Xifan, and he really lives up to the name of "a sword without blood".