The familiar figure made Linghu Qiucicada's eyes confused.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Her voice was hoarse, weak, and visibly devoid of breath, a symbol of the end of life.

"Nope."

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly:

"You're not dreaming."

"Heh......" made the fox Qiucicada squint and leaned his head on Fang Zheng:

"If it's a dream, I'd rather not wake up."

A moment later.

Her voice rippled:

"It doesn't seem like a dream."

"It's not a dream."

"Where have you been after all these years?"

"Survive the dead."

Fang Zheng didn't want to mention the events of the year, but now that he thinks about it, the feeling of life and death still makes him break out in a cold sweat.

Ling Hu Qiucian did not ask.

She knew very well that she could not help much, which was a bit dereliction of duty as a wife.

"Alas!"

With a sigh, she lifted her spirits:

"After you left, Fang Mansion has changed a lot, and its strength is much stronger than it was at the beginning, but unfortunately there are still many problems."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but worry.

There are several martial arts sects and real people in the Fang Mansion now, and the troubles encountered are definitely not something that the Fang Zheng of the past can solve.

"Don't worry."

Founder Opening:

"This time I can be regarded as a blessing in disguise,"

"Hmm."

Let the fox autumn cicada relax:

"Then I'll be relieved."

In her mind, her husband is omnipotent, and since he said it, he must be able to deal with it.

"And Heng'er......"

"He's fine."

Founder Road:

"Heng'er should be by someone's side now, with dragon qi to protect his body, I can't calculate the result."

"But it's definitely fine."

"That's good, that's good." Ling Hu Qiu Cicada breathed a sigh of relief, and then remembered his body.

His face was also full of regrets.

"Unfortunately, I'm afraid I don't have much time."

"No, it won't."

Fang Zheng smiled lightly:

"I've been in retreat for decades, and it's not like I've gained nothing, and it's not difficult to help people rebuild their bodies and repair their souls."

"Recuperate your body first, and I'll cast a spell in a few days."

The eyes of the fox and autumn cicadas lit up.

She has no fear of death, but now that her lover who has been separated for many years is in front of her, she will always be reluctant to leave.

For Fang Zheng's words, she naturally trusted them unconditionally, but she couldn't understand the meaning of these words.

Reincarnate!

Mending the Soul?

Even if it is a scattered immortal, how many people can do it?

I'm afraid that only Fang Zheng, who has obtained the earth's genetic technology and realized the secret method of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, can grasp this.

even

As long as there is enough time and the nourishment of the heavenly and earthly treasures, he can cultivate Linghu Qiucicada into a martial artist.

Extend your life by 300 years!

"Ma'am."

At this time, Yang Meng's voice came from outside the door.

"General Yang."

Ling Hu Qiucian subconsciously propped up his body and said:

"Please come in."

After a pause, she smiled dumbly, but she already understood that the current Fang Mansion didn't need to bother anymore.

Its real owners are back.

Yang Meng pushed open the door, his eyes fell on Fang Zheng, and he subconsciously pressed the handle of the knife on his waist, and then his eyes turned red.

"The Lord ......"

"You're back."

She had just felt a familiar aura sneaking in through the battle formation method, and she wanted to be confirmed this time.

It's true!

There's nothing wrong with your feelings.

"Hmm." Looking at each other, Fangzheng sighed with emotion:

"It's been hard work all these years."

"Nope." Yang Meng bowed his head:

"It's what subordinates should do."

"Where's the others?"

“…… They are all gone. ”

Fang Zheng was silent.

Calculate the time, the old people are not eighty or ninety, but also seventy or eighty years old, and they should normally grow old.

Even Yang Meng had obvious wrinkles on his face.

It is true that she is a martial artist, but she broke through with the help of the military formation, and her longevity cannot be compared with that of the real martial artist.

Ordinary martial arts have a longevity of three hundred.

She is one hundred and fifty years old at most.

However, there are also advantages, with the help of the army, the military generals can grow by leaps and bounds and increase day by day.

Being in the big array, it is easy to kill Wu Zong and real people.

Fang Mansion now has nearly 100,000 troops, and with Yang Meng in charge, even if it is a scattered immortal, he will not dare to provoke easily.

"Lord."

After settling down, Yang Meng arched his hand and spoke:

"In the years that you have not been here, the lord of Qingyuan County has been crowned the Duke of Ningguo, and he has completely leveled Sanxian Village."

"Now in the huge Jizhou, except for us, there are only some scattered forces left that have not yet surrendered, and now a letter of persuasion has been sent."

"Head of ......"

"Fang Ping'an plans to join forces with Pai Jiao."

She has become accustomed to calling Fang Ping'an the head of the family, but now that Fang is back, she naturally wants to change her name.

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng nodded slowly and asked:

"What is Ning Guogong's strength?"

"There are dozens of martial sects and real people, and there is the Tantric Dharma King Bari Menggen in charge, and Li Yingxuan is suspected to have broken through." Yang Meng replied:

"In addition, there are also the Longmen faction, the Yuxian faction, the Taishi, and the Wei family, all of which have a lot to do with it."

"Oh!"

Fang Zheng's eyebrows raised slightly, these were all famous and decent, but he remembered that Li Yingxuan also colluded with the White Lotus Sect:

"Li Yingxuan, but he is very capable."

After thinking about it, he spoke slowly:

"There's no rush in advance, let's see how Ping An handles it."

"Yes."

Yang Meng hung his head.

She was originally nervous, always planning to fight for her life, regardless of life and death, but now she is relieved.

Although I don't know Fangzheng's current cultivation, as long as the other party is there, the problem can always be solved.

Like,

It's the same back then!

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Temple of Mercy and Grace.

The monk who presides over the circle is the high monk who has attained the Buddha's Bodhisattva status, that is, the martial arts master in the mouth of ordinary people.

Today, he retired from the monks of the monastery, leaving only some attendants to take care of the welcoming side hall from the inside to the outside.

The sky is bright.

Guests are already coming.

Fang Ping'an, the lord of Fangfu, Yang Meng, the general of Gu'an County, and more than ten famous and surnamed masters.

"Lord."

Deng Ling, who was born in the Mo family, arched his hand and spoke:

"I don't know who will be sent to the Ningguo Mansion this time?"

"Ning Guogong is here."

Fang Ping'an sat on the main seat and sighed:

"Now our government is a major force in Jizhou after all, if it can be subdued, Ning Guogong will also increase his strength."

"Lord ......" Qi Yinming is a martial arts genius who has come out of Changtu Mansion in recent years, and he has been at the peak of martial arts at a young age.

Martial Arts Grandmaster is just around the corner.

Fang Heng had a life-saving grace for him, and in order to repay his kindness, he joined Fang Mansion and worked hard for several years.

"Are you sure there's no news from the sect?"

"Hmm."

Fang Ping'an nodded:

"Pai Jiao is good at water warfare, even if he is not defeated by Ning Guogong, he can escape to the East China Sea and find a place to escape."

"Sect Leader He has no intention of joining forces."

"Humph!"

Someone snorted coldly:

"Stupid!"

But there are also people who look different and thoughtful.

If there is no Paijiao, Gu'an County alone will be difficult to defeat the prestige of Ning Guogong, and surrender is also a choice.

Toucheng,

The life and death of the Fang family are unpredictable.

But as a subordinate, as long as they are respectful to the new master, they should have no problem saving their lives.

"Report!"

Just when everyone was thinking differently, a message was sent outside the palace:

"Ning Guogong's convoy has arrived at the bottom of the mountain, and even more Fengluan has come in the clouds to hang the flag of Ning Guogong."

"Let's go!"

Fang Ping'an got up:

"Follow me to greet Ning Guogong."

"No!"

All should be.

(End of chapter)