Strategically, Yang Lin, the big city lord, solemnly solicited opinions from his third son for the first time.

Yang Dong was surprised because he could see that his father already had some idea in his heart.

In this case, he also asked his third brother for his opinion, which was enough to explain some problems.

"Third brother, what do you think? If I give up and don't fight back at this time, then wouldn't I be bullied by Linyuan City?"

Yang Gang looked at his third brother with anticipation.

At this moment, the third brother possesses a lot of weight in his father's heart.

"The father is still the decision of the strategy. No matter what decision the father makes, the child will support it."

Yang Fan’s Taoism that has no waves in history.

When Yang Lin heard this, he felt a little happy.

For some reason, he had a intuition in his heart that as long as the third son did not object to something, even if it was not successful, it would not be too bad.

"Very good. This time you came to the front line and made contributions repeatedly, but you are not arrogant or impatient."

Yang Lin nodded and said in admiration.

Not arrogant or impatient?

Yang Fan felt a little strange.

In fact, when he reached the current level of cultivation, many things in the world were like smoke and clouds in the past for him.

Apart from family affection, he could not give up, otherwise he would have been in seclusion and would have been too lazy to care about these matters.

Just the next day.

The army of Linyuan City attacked the sphere of influence of Zhouwu City.

Zhou Wucheng rose up to resist, but retreated repeatedly.

Yang Fan did not participate in the war directly, and still worked with his followers to clean up all the detailed works and reconnaissance fairy soldiers.

Although he didn't do much, he vaguely changed the balance of victory or defeat on the battlefield.

In less than a hundred years, several small cities in Zhouwu City have been captured by Linyuan City.

Such a great victory made everyone in Linyuan City happy.

They didn't know that in Zhouwu City.

"Fortunately, Yang Qi did not directly participate in the battlefield, otherwise I, Zhou Wucheng, would have suffered heavy casualties."

The Lord Zhou Wu City breathed a sigh of relief, and looked a little lucky.

Thousands of years later.

One-fifth of Zhouwu City's territory was captured by Linyuan City.

Finally on this day, Zhou Wucheng sent an envoy to negotiate and seek peace.

"Battle me hard, take Zhou Wucheng down and shock the Eight Desolations."

Yang Gang was filled with fighting spirit, and he was like a pro-war faction.

"Brother." Yang Dong frowned slightly: "For tens of thousands of years of fighting, I have suffered losses in the army and generals in Linyuan City, and my vitality is severely damaged. If I wanted to take over 'Zhou Wu City', how much vitality can I save? How much energy can I manage twice the original territory? What's more, the "Tianxiang Dynasty" had long been eyeing us. Once we took over 'Zhou Wu City', we might be in danger. In my opinion, we should slowly digest the occupied territory and cultivate our own life."

When his father Yang Lin heard this, he agreed repeatedly that the wisdom of the second son is very accessible to everyone.

"Qi'er, what do you think?"

Father Yang Lin asked Yang Fan with a smile.

"Don't my father have the answer in his heart?"

Yang Fan smiled slightly, "I agree with my second brother."

When the eldest brother Yang Gang heard this, he was a little dejected, but he also understood that the second brother's analysis made sense.

The negotiations went smoothly.

In the end, Linyuan City was in a standstill, and Zhou Wucheng, as the defeated party, naturally had to pay compensation and handed over a large number of immortal stones, materials, and immortal weapons.

A war of tens of thousands of years is about to come to an end.

"Third brother, after fighting for so many years, it's time for you to go back and see your mother."

The second brother Hou Dong said to Yang Fan, and then sneered at Yang Gang: "There is also the eldest brother, you have to go back too, this time I'm extremely shocked."

Yang Fan smiled and it was indeed time to go back.

But for some reason, another sense arises in the dark.

This matter will never be understood so easily.

Close your eyes and calculate for a moment, Yang Fan pondered: "Second brother, my elder brother and I will go back first and meet your mother. You stay here and assist your father. After this area is completely stable, it will not be too late to go back."

Yang Dong smiled and said, "How could I not see the second brother? This battle will not end immediately. Once we cease to fight, there will always be people who are uneasy."

Yang Fan was slightly stunned. He only learned about the result through calculations.

With the supernatural powers of the second brother, it is difficult to do this, which proves that his wisdom and strategy are indeed far beyond ordinary people.

Yang Fan and his elder brother returned to the city lord's mansion together.

He only left his follower Ye Tian to his father and second brother to perform the original mission.

Through that day's battle, he killed the fourth level of gold immortals and Ye Tian also realized the fourth level of realm. In less than ten years, he successfully entered the fourth level of true immortals, which made Yang Lin and others envious.

It’s not that Yang Fan doesn’t want to take the blood of the spirit and the blood of the immortals to his parents and brothers.

He was even more worried that this sudden change would attract the attention of the great people in the heavenly world.

Ye Tian took the blood of the Immortal. Once there was any mistake or betrayal, Yang Fan could mercilessly erase the uncontrollable factors.

However, if it is a relative, it is different.

Of course, after taking this blood, Ye Tian also made a soul poison oath.

Yang Fan and his elder brother were in the city lord's mansion for only a hundred years, and the situation occurred on the front line again.

According to the father's message:

The Tianxiang Dynasty secretly sent an envoy to send troops to support Linyuan City in capturing "Zhouwu City".

Looking at Yuzhou, the three major dynasties, the ten major kingdoms, and the one hundred and eight dynasties.

There are only three people who can be called "dynasty".

The Tianxiang Dynasty is one of them, and its territory is dozens of times that of Linyuan City.

At that time, my father wanted to refuse.

However, the envoy sent by the Tianxiang Dynasty turned out to be a peerless powerful man from the sixth level of gold immortal, and he spoke out:

"If Linyuan City does not cooperate, the Tianxiang Dynasty will send troops openly and join forces with 'Zhouwu City' to attack Linyuan City!!"

When the sixth-level golden immortal power descended, the powerful power made Linyuan City feel furious.

Fortunately, there were strong men such as Ye Tian and General Hu to help their father and barely compete with him.

Under that situation, even his father Yang Lin, the big city lord, almost agreed.

Fortunately, two Yang Dong secretly sent a message: "Father must not. Once I agree to this, I will eventually become a vassal of others in Linyuan City."

Finally, Yang Dong became anxious and tried to delay time.

After the messenger left, he left a message, giving Linyuan City a year to consider.

"I knew this would not be settled."

Yang Fan sighed slightly.

Soon, he and his elder brother rushed to the border.

Before leaving, Yang Fan sat down at the city lord's mansion and made some arrangements.

Mainly, he was worried about his mother's safety.

As expected.

The Yang Fan and his brothers have only left for a few days.

That night.

The city lord's mansion and Nangong Yue's room.

A mysterious man wearing a purple cloak floated onto the roof tiles like a ghost.

"Haha, this city lord Yang Lin has such a beautiful wife..."

In this regard, Nangong Yue, who is a three-level gold fairyland, has no feeling at all

The gap between the two can be seen.

The assassin was about to take action, his body suddenly became stiff.

A powerful divine power suddenly emerged in the surrounding space, which directly frozen him in place and could not move.

His face turned red, unable to move, and could not speak.

A green light and shadow condensed into shape in front of him, and reached out to hold his throat.

He has practiced to the fifth level of Golden Immortal Realm, but he has no power to resist.

"Immortal...Immortal Lord..."

This is the last thought before his consciousness is destroyed.

"I have given instructions, no one can hurt her."

Mu Feng's figure shook and melted into the world.

He has reached the level of the Immortal Lord, no one can notice it in the entire city lord's mansion.

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