Fish swimming around the world

Many questions are unsolved for the time being, and can only be left to be investigated later.

After the King of England fled, there was no leader, and all his subordinates, except for the dead soldiers, were killed, and the rest either surrendered or fled, and the war was completely over.

Jiang Fan let out a long sigh - the dust settled!

Master Wenren began to clean up the battlefield and capture the remnants. The sound of killing at the foot of the mountain had also stopped, and it was obviously entering the cleanup stage.

The prince finished his work at this time, and his body slowly returned to its original state like a deflated balloon.

Jiang Fan looked at his shirtless father and said, "Dad, you..."

Ji Zongyi waved his hand and said proudly, "No need to praise me, I know I'm very good."

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "No, no. What I mean is, where did you buy these pants? They are so elastic."

Ji Zongyi rolled his eyes: "Bastard!"

Jiang Fan laughed: "Okay, just kidding, but old man, you are really unexpected, so strong?"

Ji Zongyi smiled and said, "Your father finally got the true teachings of the sick elder. He is a fellow apprentice of Zhang Tianshi. How much weaker can he be?"

Jiang Fan nodded: "That makes sense, and my father's talent is also amazing. I just I saw you use the Dragon and Tiger Body Technique, your fists and feet are wrapped in rune arrays, and your breathing method is also very strange, but I didn't find any trace of our Royal Dao Long Ji Gong. "

Ji Zongyi nodded: "I didn't practice it. In order to pretend to be sick and hide my tracks, I simply dispersed all my Royal Dao Long Ji Gong skills, so I hid it from everyone."

Jiang Fan raised his thumb: "This is a deep thought. Then what's the point of you taking the last three moves of the Royal Dao Long Ji Gong."

"Give it to your grandfather."

Jiang Fan was stunned: "Give it to him..."

Ji Zongyi smiled faintly: "I always have to have an excuse to verify my thoughts."

"I see." Jiang Fan nodded, this is a good excuse.

"Don't underestimate the last three moves, they play a vital role in this game."

The prince's words surprised Jiang Fan a little.

"Among the three styles, there is one called Kanglong Youhui, which can reverse the blood and qi and reverse the true essence. Father relied on it to dare to swallow the overseas miraculous medicine. My third brother and the Holy Land did not know this, so they relaxed their surveillance on my father and dared to really launch this matter."

This time it was really unexpected. I didn't expect that the Royal Dao Longji Gong would have such a miraculous effect. According to what the prince said, it really played a key role.

"The son of Zeng Daxueshi has made great contributions." Jiang Fan couldn't help but sigh. The guy probably didn't expect such a battle himself. It was really destined.

The prince smiled: "Yes, in fact, it's not just him. All the previous layouts don't know when they will be used in the future, but if they are prepared, sooner or later they will work. This is to use time layout and then patiently wait for the miraculous effect."

Jiang Fan deeply agrees. Jile, Xiaoyaohui, Taibaiju, Hujia, 81-story building, etc. are almost the same. And opportunities will always be reserved for those who are prepared.

"In fact, the King of England is well prepared. He has enough patience, fighting power, and trump cards. He also has an extremely accurate grasp of timing. It's a pity..."

"We are better prepared!"

A heavy and sonorous voice came, and Jiang Fan and the others turned their heads to look. It was Emperor Ping.

At this moment, Emperor Ping had obviously just experienced a war. His momentum was still high, and his fighting spirit had not yet dissipated. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, with great imperial majesty.

The prince hurriedly knelt on one knee: "Greetings, father."

Emperor Ping smiled and helped him up: "Get up. My son, you are amazing!"

Looking at his eldest son, Emperor Ping was full of emotion.

"Father, you are too kind." The prince said modestly: "Compared to your father's foresight, my son is still far behind."

Emperor Ping shook his head and patted his shoulder: "Silly boy, I'm not talking about your layout. The most powerful thing about you is that you gave birth to a good son!"

"Ah-ha?" The prince was stunned on the spot.

"Hahaha..." Emperor Ping laughed for a while, and finally turned his eyes to Jiang Fan.

At this moment, Jiang Fan was still staring at Emperor Ping in a daze. In fact, he was still a little surprised. Emperor Ping was so scheming, his methods were so superb, and he was so good at forbearance. This was a real emperor, not the Taiping Emperor in the rumors.

"Hehe..." Emperor Ping smiled and looked at Jiang Fan who was stunned: "My royal family, the son and grandson of the dragon."

With Ji Zongyi's slap on his back, Jiang Fan finally recovered, sighed in his heart, and hurried forward and knelt on his knees: "Grandson, meet the royal grandfather."

The human emperor looked at him with extremely complicated eyes and extremely emotional expressions.

"... Born a fisherman, unparalleled in the crown and hat, it turns out that you are the dragon vein of my royal family. You kid, not only deceived the whole world, but also deceived the royal grandfather..."

Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "Grandson knows his mistake..."

Then he fumbled in his arms for a while, took out a small box, and carefully held it and handed it to Emperor Ping.

"The Dragon Blood Rejuvenating Pill refined by the old immortal Sun can cure my grandfather's illness. This... is it an apology?"

Seeing him blinking his eyes and acting cautiously, Emperor Ping was stunned and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Jiang Fan felt that it was not good, and his pair of thief eyes gave the prince a look. The prince understood that this meant to talk about mercy, not just standing there.

The prince didn't expect that Jiang Fan had prepared an apology in advance. But it was strange that he didn't tell him what Emperor Ping was thinking before going up the mountain... Could it be that this kid also had Emperor Ping in his original plan?

Before the prince spoke, Emperor Ping suddenly laughed out loud, and laughed so hard that tears came out.

He simply leaned forward and backward, completely losing his appearance as a human emperor. After a long while, he pointed at Jiang Fan: "You... hozen..."

As he said that, he helped Jiang Fan up, his hands were trembling a little, and his eyes were full of doting: "Okay, okay...good boy, good boy, the royal dragon and grandson are still alive, God has the vision, and he will live up to the Ji family... "

Jiang Fan also felt a warm current at this moment, just like the strange feeling when he saw Emperor Ping for the first time. This warm feeling is very comfortable and attached.

Even though the soul dies, does the body still have memories?

Sigh... Jiang Fan sighed softly in his heart. No matter what, in this world, he was still half of their descendants.

"Grandpa Huang..." Grandpa Huang spoke unconsciously, sincerely and intimately.

Emperor Ping hugged Jiang Fan. Although there were no tears, there was still a little starlight in his eyes.

Seeing that Emperor Ping was so excited that he couldn't speak, the prince stepped forward and said: "Father, this is not the place to talk. Let's go to Ziwei Palace. I think there will be many things to deal with there at dawn."

Emperor Ping nodded, but held Jiang Fan's hand and refused to let go. At this time, Wenqu also got a temporary guard of honor and rushed to the Ziwei Palace with the three of them.

Along the way, Emperor Ping didn't speak, not to maintain the dignity of the Human Emperor, but because he was too excited to speak.