Fish swimming around the world

Jiang Fan looked erratic for a moment: "Ahem - maybe I haven't thought about this question yet..."

Ji Zongyi looked at him and said, "Boy, in matters of national importance, there is no love between sons and daughters."

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes at him: "Old man, you said this in front of my mother."

Ji Zongyi frowned: "You little bastard!"

Jiang Fan almost blurted out that he had learned the trick from Gu Qingshan, what the hell? But he held it back immediately, and Gu Qiongsuan probably also forgot that the advantage of words is still hurting the enemy by one thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred.

"I'm leaving Wang Xuanji here, he can help you a lot."

Ji Zongyi had no objection to this. After all, he was very clear about Wang Xuanji's talent.

"That Mo family Tie Hua is very powerful, you can take him away."

Jiang Fan nodded: "I still have a lot of use for Tie Hua, so I can only take it back first. Your great-uncle, who is the bodyguard around you, will help you make arrangements."

Ji Zongyi nodded: "His old man has recovered. Boy, you do have the means."

Jiang Fan sighed slightly: "It's just for the time being."

Ji Zongyi patted him on the shoulder: "The replacement of the old with the new is a common law of the world. He can see it openly, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Well, Sister A will also send someone here, just make arrangements for Ji Le."

"Okay, I understand. When the ice coffin arrives, take your mother away first. I don't feel safe leaving her here."

Jiang Fan nodded: "Within ten days."

The father and son chatted and drank a lot. Finally, Ji Zongyi fell asleep on the recliner, while Jiang Fan gently covered him with a blanket, looked at him deeply, turned and left.

After Jiang Fan left, Ji Zongyi opened his eyes. In the darkness, the light in his eyes flickered...

In the ten days, many things happened. First of all, it was a war, but the war in southern Xinjiang was no longer the only war, because troops were secretly raised.

Fengchen gathered an army of 150,000 and swept across half of Daizhou. In just ten days, he occupied six cities, including Daicheng. With only the last one left, he can occupy the eastern half of Daizhou.

This war is more eye-catching than the war in Southern Xinjiang. After all, Southern Xinjiang does not belong to the Chinese land in the eyes of many people. At most, they are surprised, but Daizhou is different.

This place has been directly under the jurisdiction of the Holy Land since ancient times. Fengchen's move was a naked and unabashed move to break Tai Sui's head. It could even be said to be forcibly cutting off Tai Sui's flesh and blood, which shocked everyone.

The Holy Land naturally would not turn a blind eye to this. In just nine days, the Holy City Army unexpectedly completed the reconstruction in an incredible manner. It was designated as Sheng'an. Fifty thousand Sheng'an troops were stationed in An City and faced off against Fengchen across the Daishui River.

At the same time, the Holy Land issued a proclamation, saying that the Feng family was causing trouble, and asked Feng Chen to immediately stop the conquest and go to the mountain to plead guilty.

It was of course impossible to plead guilty, and he didn't even stop attacking.

When Jiang Fan saw Feng Chen, the secret army was already heading towards the last city.

"You are really brave." Jiang Fan raised his thumb: "Aren't you afraid that the Holy Land will call on the coalition forces to attack?"

Fengchen waved his hand: "Although Daizhou is actually under the jurisdiction of the Holy Land, it belongs to the Imperial Court in name. As long as the Imperial Court doesn't issue an edict, the Holy Land can't do anything. Once those old guys dare to raise troops, it means that the Holy Land will also participate. In the battle for hegemony, they can’t show their thoughts at the moment, so I still have some time.”

"It won't be long." Jiang Fan sat down, picked up a piece of fruit and chewed on it.

Feng Chen looked at him: "Why are you eating that thing? I got a spiritual beast from the attack the day before yesterday. I'm stewing it in the back. You and I will get drunk later."

Jiang Fan smiled: "You still understand me."

Feng Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "I don't understand you, and I don't understand you even more now."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly: "It would be much better if people keep a little distance and a sense of mystery."

Feng Chen snorted slightly: "If you don't say this, how long do you think I have left?"

Jiang Fan pondered for a moment: "For half a month, you can't ignore the Holy Land's message, and Emperor Ming can't remain indifferent forever."

"Thank you." Feng Chen clapped his hands and said, "I will give you a generous gift when I leave."

Jiang Fan didn't refuse, after all, he was the one who got these half months for Fengchen.

"Occupying the seventh eastern city of Daizhou will give you the capital to challenge us, but I think you can't continue to expand outward."

Feng Chen said: "If we fight again, we can only attack the territory of Wei and Jin. I promised you not to move for a year in Jin. But Wei is not something I can deal with right now. I will cease the war."

Jiang Fan looked at him: "The truce doesn't mean you have to stop, so you want to conquer the three dark halls?"

Fengchen nodded: "Let's start with the Dark Army first. I have compiled all the intelligence about the Dark Army. You can take it away today. Where are Qianye and Ziling? Have they been sent over?"

Jiang Fan hummed: "Outside, Huang Luo has taken over."

Xu Fu and Gou Dao tried for a long time, and even dissected many subordinates of the two dark halls, and finally found the root cause of their suicide, but they could not solve it.

Jiang Fan also tried it with Tianhu Jingzi, and sure enough, for Qianye's level of cultivation, the effect was just like Zhuang Qu's time, very low, and after a certain level, it could no longer go deep.

He also woke up Qianye and communicated with him, but Qianye would never reveal any information. Finally, in desperation, he came up with a different idea...

So, in order to get all the information about the Dark Army, he chose to exchange, but what Fengchen got was Qianye, who was sleeping and obviously restrained. However, strangely enough, Fengchen didn't seem to care whether he was dead or alive. I didn’t even ask a question, I just laughed and said: "Happy, since you are so straightforward, I won’t hide it. The next step is for me to find a way to get Qianye’s permission. If I can get tens of thousands of Dark Army, I will also I'm afraid he will do something wrong in this holy place."

Jiang Fan was a little surprised: "Is the Dark Army so powerful?"

Feng Chen said: "After reading the intelligence report, you will know that although the total number of the Dark Army is not too large, it is an elite army formed by collecting high-level warriors over the past two thousand years. The cultivation level of each soldier is above the martial arts level. It is said that there are The weapons and armors forged by the gods are no less than those of Gao Qi's God-killing Army. With only thirty thousand, I can withstand the pressure of the Holy Land. "

Jiang Fan looked at him: "What do I owe you?"

Feng Chen laughed loudly: "Of course I don't owe you anything. As I said before, you just need me to control the Holy Land, so there is nothing in return for my help this time."

Jiang Fan shook his head: "I don't lose money in anything I do, and I like to keep everything, so do me a small favor."

Fengchen looked at him: "Let's talk and listen first."

Jiang Fan thought for a moment: "Let Wu Qi withdraw from the Wumen dispute."

Feng Chen frowned: "That is the private matter of my Feng family's right-hand minister."

"Since I am the right prime minister, I have no personal matters."

Feng Chen stared at him: "You want to help the Iron Masked King?"

"Why do you think so?"

Feng Chen said: "Now that the war is raging in southern Xinjiang, you must have found a way to control the Wumen. As long as Wu Qi completely withdraws, the Wumen will most likely belong to the Iron-faced King, and then attack Yinglu and weaken the Chu State. I think this reason is enough. "

Jiang Fan smiled: "I admire your intelligence very much, but what about your decision?"

Fengchen just thought for a moment, then patted the table and said, "Okay."

"Oh? You're very happy too."

"Help each other, even though we are allies for a one-year period."

Jiang Fan smiled: "In that case, the matter is settled."