Great Heaven Sovereign

The four battlefields fell into silence again.

The bleak meaning of the battlefield swept the world again.

For a time, small-scale fighting can be seen everywhere on the whole battlefield. However, most of them are temptations between each other. Although there are casualties, they are kept within a certain range.

Xinglan City, qingxinjiang and others stood on the head of the city.

"Strange, why don't they attack our Xinglan city? According to the idea of Yuehui City, they will certainly attack our Xinglan city." Xiao Sannian looked at qingxinjiang and said.

Although he is a little Lord, he seems to have regarded qingxinjiang as the backbone of Xinglan city.

Not for anything else, just because of Yang Fan's previous explanation.

"They dare not. At least, they dare not do it until Yang Fan returns." Qingxinjiang said faintly.

Of course, Xiao Sannian has told qingxinjiang everything that happened. Therefore, qingxinjiang analyzed the battlefield situation at the first time.

"Childe... Can you come back?" Xiao Sannian's voice suddenly sank, and his sad mood surged out.

"Certainly. Even if all the people on this battlefield die, I don't believe anything will happen to him. Let's wait and see." Qingxinjiang said faintly.

Yang Fan has too many secrets. Even if the old man's origin is really unknown, he doesn't think Yang Fan will have any accident.

Of course, this is more a kind of trust.

He didn't believe that Yang Fan would suffer such an accident.

"OK, you shouldn't worry about these things. Now think about it. How to guard Xinglan city is the top priority." Qingxinjiang said.

"Didn't you just say that they didn't dare before young master Yang came back?" Xiao Sannian was stunned and puzzled.

Qingxinjiang glanced helplessly at Xiao Sannian:

"Are you stupid? It's a shock to them that Yang Fan doesn't come back for the time being, but if Yang Fan doesn't come back all the time, it's their dependence. They don't dare now, but when Yang Fan's existence becomes a negligible reason, it's when they are in trouble with Xinglan city." Qingxinjiang said faintly.

Xiao Sannian was stunned, and then withdrew bitterly.

Only qingxinjiang was left. He looked at the vast world in front of him, then looked at the tombstone behind him, and fell into meditation.

In fact, qingxinjiang guessed well.

The Xinglan city will never die. The Yuehui city is just a rogue minister and thief who sits down and commits crimes. If the name is not correct, the words will not go well. Even if we are now qualified to contact each other with cities such as Dahe City, we will fall behind in the end.

Therefore, the current Xinglan city is like a fishbone in the heart of the falling Moon Song.

"Childe, I've inquired. Yang Wudi hasn't returned since he was taken away by that man. In my opinion, that man is crazy. Now maybe Yang Wudi is dead." The moon falls beside the song, and the moon says like the wind.

He has seen Yang Fan. Also know Yang Fan's identity at this time, is Yang invincible.

"Not necessarily. Although the man looks crazy, his origin is mysterious. Although I don't know why the boy is connected with the old madman, the strength of the old madman is too strong. If the boy doesn't die, even if we destroy Xinglan City, we will certainly leave future troubles. And that consequence is not something we can bear." The moon falls and the song says.

"What shall we do? If we don't take down Xinglan City, we can't fight with other cities at all. In this way, I'm afraid we won't be able to do the task assigned by the city Lord." At this time, another person said.

This man is the general of Yuehui city. He looks like he has been through a hundred battles.

"It doesn't matter. Some things are much more important than the so-called battlefield. Seizing a land and a city is nothing but a path after all." The moon falls and the song says, with deep eyes.

The general of Yuehui city looked cold.

The moon like the wind is also pondering and thinking a little.

The moon falls, but the song is a gentle smile;

"Your situation is a little small. This battlefield was originally opened up by the three to divide our strength. Who do they regard as fools? Wait, the real good play will come later." The moon falls and the song whispers, and the figure disappears.

At this time, there was a vast expanse of blood.

Yang Fan stood in the center of the battlefield. In front of him was the old man.

The old man was silent, and Yang Fan was silent.

The old man's state is often not online. Although it seems normal now, I don't know when he will become another person. It's like there's another soul in his body.

The daily division of labor is clear. You come out for a while and I come out for a while.

Suddenly, the old man suddenly stopped and his face became impermanent again.

"Hold the grass, this is the critical moment to drop the chain? God, don't play with me like that." Yang Fan wants to cry without tears.

The old man came to take him to exercise today. It is said that you can make your foundation more solid.

Unexpectedly, the old man suddenly changed his style before it started.

"Hmm? Who are you and why are you on this battlefield?" The old man's eyes were wide open, and a domineering spirit was distributed on him, as if he were the general who commanded the army and deterred the world.

Yang Fan: "

"Bold, Ben will ask you something, don't you dare to answer?" The old man's face suddenly changed.

"Senior, don't bring such a playful person." With a wry smile, Yang Fan turned and ran away.

In this case, he turned and ran.

He can only run.

He knows that the strength of the old man is here. Even running is just a drop in the bucket. He will be caught back soon.

However, his only expectation is that a miracle can happen, that is, the old man's personality can be changed back.

"Be bold, flee before the battle, and there is no amnesty for killing!"

The old man burst into a rage.

Yang Fan's heart is funny. He thinks the old man is also a hard-earned man, living in his own world. Even if you are delirious, you want to have a former addiction.

Yang Fan thought like this in his heart.

But suddenly, I felt something wrong.

He heard the sound of brush together and the neighing of war horses.

"Illusion?" Yang Fan was shocked.

He knew very well that the place where he was was was definitely not a fairyland.

All this was carried out under his soberness, and it was impossible to fall into illusion.

But the sound became clearer and clearer, and even bursts of broken voices could be heard in his ears, as if the pursuer had come to him.

Keng!

A tangled sound of Janjaweed appeared.

Yang Fan's footsteps also stopped abruptly!

DANGER!

An unprecedented sense of crisis is floating on my mind. One step forward is the line of life and death.

It's like saying that there are two knives in front of him. As long as he dares to move forward, his body will be pierced with a blood hole.

In an instant, Yang Fan felt boundless terror in his heart.

All this is incredible.

It's like jumping out of time and space.

He can't see the people in this time and space, but the behavior of the people here can completely control him.

"Little Firebird, Grandpa, help me. If you send it again, I'll really die here." Yang Fan spoke decisively, without any hesitation, and directly asked for help.