Three days later, a major event that caused a sensation in the entire Qingzhou happened, all the fifth-level sects under the jurisdiction of Haotian Sect were surrounded by the mercenaries of the Red Fang Regiment, and on the second day, they issued an oath of allegiance to the newly built fourth-level sect, Qingyue Sect!

The whole Qingzhou was in an uproar, and the great name of the Qingyue Sect once again circulated among the people of the world after the exposure of the Ten Thousand Dragons Secret Realm hundreds of years ago.

"This kid, his ability is okay, he successfully did it without using his own deity, he is a talent!" Zong Mingshan, who had already moved back to the dynasty, drank hot tea with relief and said to the elegant man in front of him.

"Well, he hid it very deeply, and now it has been revealed that he is the real leader of the Red Fang Regiment, knows how to forbear, knows how to hide the front, or we should choose the one he knows. The elegant man nodded.

"Master, have you decided?" Zong Mingshan suddenly stood up and looked at his master in surprise.

This master of his own is a strange person, and he can achieve today's achievements only because of the cultivation of this master.

Master is a reclusive master, it is said that he used to be a famous person across the continent, but now he is incognito and unknown.

But his wisdom is Zong Mingshan can't catch up, his vision is unique, he never makes a mistake when he looks at people, he was a closed disciple of Zong Mingshan, and he also took a fancy to Zong Mingshan's cultivation talent and the luck of his life before deciding.

Now Zong Mingshan was indeed taken aback when he heard that Master had decided in advance to support His Royal Highness who had befriended Yang Fan, you must know that Master Dao had strongly opposed him standing in line before the situation was unclear.

"It's decided, that His Royal Highness has the support of Yang Fan, and the dozen or so sons of Emperor Zangwu will all become soft worms, and they can't afford to turn up the wind!"

Zong Mingshan nodded excitedly, and began to issue a series of orders......

"Master, Senior Brother Yang is very powerful, it is so easy to solve our worries, with the two strong forces of the Heavenly Sect and the Qingyue Sect, I am afraid that the other sects have already dispelled their attempts at us. Leaving the Tianshan Mountain, Wang Bo said respectfully to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming's face was full of joy, and he nodded again and again: "Yang Fan is good, he is a great talent, Mo Lao, what do you think he did this time?"

Elder Mo, whose eyes were white and there were no black beads, touched the long beard on his chin and said with satisfaction: "Yes, very good, the Son of Prophecy really has great luck, and he is safe and secure from the Heavenly Sect! In the future, we must follow his footsteps, and after the return of the ancient races, we will gain a foothold in the Tibetan Martial Continent and even grow stronger!"

Mo Lao's words, every word Zhu Ji, Wu Ming and Wang Bo all nodded and echoed his statement.

The party Yang Fan sat at the top of the main hall of the Qingyue Sect, and kneeled under the hall with the bosses of all the fifth-level sects under his jurisdiction.

This is still the former site of the Qingyue Sect, Yang Fan did not choose to move to the Haotian Sect, the environment is not used to is a factor, the biggest reason is that he wants to protect the Frost Moon City with the power of the fourth-level sect!

With the support of Zong Mingshan, although it is impossible for other fourth-level sects to attack, Yang Fan likes to take precautions and try to make all preparations without the slightest omission.

He doesn't ask for much, as long as he protects his family, he doesn't care about the rest!

The bigwigs of the various sects have been appeased, and the rules are still the same as before, and the fifth-level sects only need to pay a certain amount of tribute every year, and they will be under the protection of the Qingyue Sect in the future.

Five days later, Yang Fan and Qiushui sat in the Ark of Escape and went to Qingzhou!

Qingyue Sect still has Qing Yingzi as the sect master, just notify Yang Fan if something big happens, Yang Fan has never had the habit of managing the sect and is happy to be idle.

The current strength of the Qingyue Sect is growing rapidly, and almost all of the high-level masters are masters of the Xuanwu Realm, and even Lin Feng and Cheng Cheng have hidden signs of breaking through to the Phantom Martial Realm, so Yang Fan is also more at ease.

There is no illusion martial arts realm in the fifth-level sects below, and some of the previous ones were all pulled to work as coolies and died during the battle between Haotian Sect and Litian Sect, so they are not afraid of the bottom of the rebellion.

As for the seven fourth-level sects, there was a personal promise to Zong Mingshan that day, but they didn't dare to mess around, and they could handle it if they secretly made some small moves, and they didn't need Yang Fan to worry about it.

When I went to Qingzhou, the first one was to thank Xia Zong Mingshan in person, and the second was of course to reunite with Yunshang and them.

Since the battle with Tianzong, Yunshang and the others went to Qingzhou City, and Yang Fan was busy with the affairs of Qingyue Sect, so he was not in a hurry to pick them up.

They didn't want to come back, because Yang Fan had already told them that as soon as things calmed down, he would leave Qingzhou with Yunshang and other women to find Wan'er's whereabouts.

On the ark, the spring was sudden, Qiushui knelt on the wall, the huge and full jade breasts were hanging upside down, and the snow-white buttocks were towering, meeting the impact of Yang Fan behind him, while Qiuyue was squatting at the convergence of the two fighting, burying her head in her crotch, holding the two egg pills at the lower end of Yang Fan's hard things, and sucking greedily.

After a while, the three of them stopped and hugged each other, Yang Fan lay in the middle of the soft and snow-white bodies of the two women, with soft fragrance in his arms, extremely comfortable.

"Why do you want to be Yunsheng? Qiushui's fair-skinned and slender fingers drew circles on Yang Fan's chest, and asked in a coquettish voice.

"Hehe, yes, I haven't seen them for a long time!" Yang Fan said honestly, one hand pressing on Qiu Yue's full chest and kneading it.

"By the way, haven't you ever thought about taking Li Shuangshuang down as well?" Qiu Yue's hand was very dishonest, pinching the hardness that she had just vented and rubbing it constantly, and there was a tendency to wake it up and then continue the big battle.

And the hardness did not live up to her expectations, and the rapid rise soon became thick and hideous, and the desire to show off her might was to break the shackles of her jade hand.

Feeling the abnormality under him, Yang Fan's hand was a little stronger, and he patted Qiu Yue's snow-white and charming buttocks.

Qiu Yue smiled happily, sat up, twisted her waist and shrugged her hips, her hair fluttering, so unhappy, her chest rippled and moving, shaking, jumping, jumping, Yang Fan grabbed the plump of the jump with one hand, and answered her question while enjoying Qiu Yue's service: "Why don't you want to? I think about it every day, but she has no substantive expression, and I don't dare to mess around." "Yang Fan is telling the truth, he has always disliked beating around the bush, if he likes it, if he doesn't love it, he doesn't love it, he does have a heart for Li Shuangshuang, and he can't wait to get it right away, but he is a civilized person, not those gentlemen, he can't rob it, he can't come hard, this thing can only last a long time, and he can't eat hot tofu if he is in a hurry.

As soon as he thought of Li Shuangshuang's moving appearance, his interest became stronger, and the hard place became more swollen, which made Qiu Yue lose in three or two strokes, and he changed the autumn water that had already flooded the canyon and dragged the hard thing into his body, and then took the initiative to twist it......