The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

In recent days, Chen Fan has barely taken a break. During the day, he personally drills the soldiers, and in the evening he is dealing with many rear political affairs.

Now that he has mastered the nineteen states of Dachen, it would obviously be impossible if he became the shopkeeper after mastering it. Therefore, his desk work was piled up almost every day, and countless things were waiting for him to solve.

Not only that, Chen Fan would also patrol the night at intervals, chat with the soldiers, talk to each other, and occasionally brag with everyone. This is also a good way to boost morale.

Today's is really tired, and the heavy pressure over the past few days and the worry about Ling Feiyang made him look very ugly.

Thanks to Russell's presence tonight, he personally rubbed Chen Fan's head to relieve the pressure.

Feeling the cold fingers and constantly pressing on his head, Chen Fan was inexplicably relieved.

He was not at all angry that Russell and Fang Bingxin came together to "assassin" him at the beginning. In fact, it was the assassination that completely awakened Chen Fan.

Pan Heng was thinking about the various things in his mind, Chen Fan gradually fell asleep, and the notes in his hand fell to the ground.

Looking at the pile of work on the case table, Russell did not intend to wake Chen Fan, but was still massaging his head gently.

But time didn't pass long, Weng Yan hurriedly ran from outside.

"Young Master, Young Master is not good!"

Suddenly opening his eyes, Chen Fan took out the sword of life and death and the magic spear from his storage bag without hesitation. The terrifying power circulated all over his body. A pair of tiger eyes swept across his body with awe-inspiring murderous aura!

"But there was an enemy attack!"

Asked directly, but Weng Yan was panting because of the constant running, and his words were not very neat.

"No...No way, yes... it's Ling Fei Yang him..."

"What's wrong with Feiyang!"

As soon as Weng Yan mentioned Ling Feiyang's name, Chen Fan gave a thud and immediately thought of many things.

Sitting dejectedly on the chair, Chen Fan's eyes were red for a moment.

"Sure enough, can't it, Feiyang, left me?"

"Lord, do you think about me to die that way?"

As soon as Chen Fan's voice fell, he heard Ling Feiyang's voice, and then a young general in a prison uniform with a disheveled hair appeared before Chen Fan.

"Flying!"

Stepping across the case, he hurriedly helped Ling Feiyang's two arms to look around, and kept asking whether he was in danger in Mincheng.

Seeing this situation, Ling Feiyang was also very moved, and he opened his mouth and said, "I still have to thank the lord for this matter. If it weren't for your letter, I'm afraid Feiyang would have no life to serve the lord!"

"Good, good!!"

After saying three good words in a row, the haze in Chen Fan's heart was finally wiped out at this moment, and he directly gave Ling Feiyang a fierce hug, and kept muttering to himself: "Just come back, just come back... "

"Is it my son, am I coming back, son, you are finally back!"

Just as Chen Fan was communicating with Ling Feiyang, Ling Feng's voice also came from outside the military account.

He is also in a lot of state, and now he is also disheveled, and his expression is haggard.

But as soon as he heard that Ling Feiyang was back, Ling Feng rushed to see his children.

Poor parents in the world, Ling Feng didn't refuse the task Chen Fan gave to Ling Feiyang because of righteousness in his heart.

Now that I learned of the return of the child, I came here so hastily because of the deep affection.

At this moment, Ling Feng didn't care about any etiquette. He stretched out his hand and hugged Chen Fan and Ling Feiyang together.

In the end, even Ling Feiyang was a little embarrassed, and opened his mouth awkwardly: "Um...Master, father, can we wait for a while, so many people here, it's embarrassing."

Chen Fan knew that he was rude after hearing the words, let go of Ling Feiyang, and looked back at Russell unconsciously.

A smile appeared at the corner of the other's mouth, and at this moment, this smile was no less than blooming in Chen Fan's eyes.