Xia Fan pondered for a moment and couldn't think of the answer, so he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and stopped thinking about it. He is still a little far from the level of the Emperor Master. Thinking too much now is simply a matter of increasing worries. When he can compete with him in the future, it will not be too late to explore the reasons carefully.

As Uncle Qi took action to explode the crack of the void that the ancestor Hetian had cut with the sword light, Lan Haolin abandoned his troops and fled on his own. The morale of the troops under Lan Haolin who were fighting with Xia Fan's naval army suddenly decreased, and his will to resist suddenly became extremely weak. Many people even saw Lan Haolin fleeing far away under the light, and then threw down the weapons in his hand and knelt down and surrendered.

"No more fights, the king has run away, what else can we fight!"

"Submit, surrender! Surrender is better than being killed as a prisoner."

"I heard that it's good to go there. It's not a soldier on the other side."

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Amid the noise, many soldiers at the bottom of the team simply put down their weapons and gave up their resistance. Some generals wanted to kill and warn them, but they were immediately besieged. So the soldiers under Lan Haolin's command began to fight internally, and the scene was extremely chaotic for a moment.

"Transmission: Attack with all your might and surrender without killing." Seeing that the situation was very good, Xia Fan issued a new order in order to dismantle the enemy's will as soon as possible, and also sent an order to Bu Fenghou, so that they could also be flexible and maneuverable when leading troops to attack. If the number of troops in their hands was not enough, they could also temporarily recruit some prisoners. As Lan Haolin escaped, the situation of Yunhuanhu had become extremely clear, and the change of ownership of Baiyunhuanhu was a foregone conclusion. As long as they were not fools or Lan Haolin's die-hard loyalty would know what to do to protect themselves.

"After fighting this battle, Yunhuanhu will be the one in the young master's bag. What are the plans for the young master next? Should I stay here and continue to annex other places in Lan Yu Kingdom, or go back to the capital, or go to compete with your brothers?" Uncle Qi walked to Xia Fan, watched the battle in the distance with him, and asked casually.

"To be honest, I really haven't thought that the capital would definitely go back. After all, the grudges between me and the three religions and the six sects should be settled. However, although I have won most of the Yunhuanhu Lake, the situation in the entire Lan Yu Kingdom is still confusing, especially the Holy Dragon Kingdom and the Divine Eye Kingdom are eyeing each other. Maybe they will pounce on me at any time. Besides..." Xia Fan threw the Blue Jade Seal in his hand twice and smiled: "I think these national seals are quite fun. It would be nice if I could put more strings together."

"These national seals are extraordinary, and those kings will definitely be reluctant to give in. It seems that the young master still has a lot of battles to fight, so I'd better stay here to serve you. Maybe it won't take long before I can see you become a founding emperor who destroyed countless countries and has a vast territory." Uncle Qi said with a smile.

Uncle Qi's words are not entirely a compliment. After all, if Xia Fan really wants to collect the national seal and string it up, he must have to snatch it from the disciples of the imperial master. A national seal means a piece of land. When Xia Fan really obtains many national seals, he will definitely have conquered many territory. If he doesn't want to be an emperor, his subordinates will probably not agree.

"I didn't want to be the founding emperor." Xia Fan curled his lips and said disapprovingly.

"Why? Look at the King of the Town, his goal is to rebel and become emperor! Don't you want to be like him?" Uncle Qi was shocked and asked incomprehensible. Since he had no good feelings for Xia Fan's father, he could not hear any respect in his words.

"What's the point of like him? Even if he succeeds in rebelling and becomes an emperor, he will just rule a few territory. Compared to the whole world, what's the difference between the rich man who squats in the countryside and collects rent?" Xia Fan shook his finger, and was really not very fond of his rebellious actions that his cheap father, the king of the town, was very careful.

"Then what do you want to do?" Uncle Qi asked curiously.

"It's too early to say it now. After all, I only have such a small area of ​​territory at the moment. Let's get a firm foothold and develop steadily. It's not too late to talk about the future when I have a strong capital." Xia Fan looked around and finally did not express his ambitions. It's not that he was afraid that Uncle Qi would laugh at his delusions. He believed that no matter what he said, Uncle Qi would only support him unconditionally without any contempt. But he didn't want to say it himself, because before he didn't have enough strength, it would make people feel too ambitious, so he should do what he should do steadily.

"Young Master, if you have ambitions, then you should compete with your brothers. After all, the King of the Town..." Uncle Qi thought for a while and put forward his own suggestions.

"No, I will definitely meet them in the future, but I will not fight for something, but just get it. Now what I have to do is to strengthen myself, so I will be more confident when I go to get anything in the future." Xia Fan couldn't help laughing when he said this.

He had no good feelings for his cheap father, and the same was true for those cheap brothers and sisters. It is said that the king of the town was dead, and those brothers and sisters were busy fighting for family property. There were all kinds of intrigues and various dirty tricks that could not be put on the table. Xia Fan was too lazy to get involved, and he didn't bother to compete with those people, otherwise he wouldn't have rejected Fengtou's suggestion at the beginning.

Xia Fan didn't want to get involved, not because of his nobleness, but because he didn't want to focus on meaningless competition. Instead of fighting, it would be better to grab a piece of land in other places like now and develop rapidly, and wait until he has enough strength to get back what he wants.

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The palace of the Divine Mind King, the imperial study room.

A young man, who was about twenty years old, was looking at the information just coming from his head, especially about Lan Yu's civil war. His eyebrows were slightly bulging and there was a slender vertical cucumber, which looked like a closed eye, and he was Shen Zhong, the new king of the Kingdom of God's Eye.

Like Lan Haolin and Long Xiaoshu, Shen Zhong is all disciples of the Emperor's sect.

"Bang..." After reading a few pieces of information, Shen Zhong slapped the desk with a slap. The Zhongshu case broke into powder with a loud bang. At the same time, Shen Zhong said angrily: "Lan Haolin, this trash! He was not good at practicing at the master. Now he is still so trash. The good situation is actually like this. He lost the battle and ran away, but even the national seal was lost. Why didn't he die? I was helping him so much at the time. I thought he could do something, and then fight with Long Xiaoshu. I was so lucky to sit next to me and watch the tiger fight. I didn't expect that he was so unbearable. He was really holding a mud on the wall."

While cursing, Shen Zhong looked at the information. He couldn't help but scold him again after a few glances. The eunuchs and palace maids inside and outside the study were all trembling and did not even dare to take a breath.

After all, the new king is different from the old king before. He has great ability and cruel means, so his temper is naturally even greater. Now, by looking at information, he can curse the king of Lan Yu Kingdom without any use. For example, the eunuchs and palace maids still angered him, and they must have killed him as soon as they say they are killed.

No matter how much he scolds, no matter how angry he is, Shen Zhong will not miss any useful things in the information, so he soon noticed that almost all of these information mentioned a person, whose name is Xia Fan.

"Xia Fan... I seem to have heard of this name somewhere. By the way, it is the son of the King of the Han Dynasty. He has been placed as a proton in the capital. Such a guy must be useless waste. How could he become so powerful, interesting and interesting all of a sudden? It seems that he needs to pay attention to this Xia Fan." Shen Zhong laughed as if he had discovered something that made him happy.

After laughing, Shen Zhong took a memorial and glanced at it, "Transfer an order, mobilize another 100,000 troops to be placed on the border. As long as Lan Haolin loses this war, he will immediately crush the army to cross the border. Lan Yu Kingdom is over, and my previous efforts have come to the time to gain. Whoever dares to rob me, I will kill him all over the family!"

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"What? Lost! What did Lan Haolin do that trash? How could he lose so quickly?!" After receiving the information, Long Xiaoshu couldn't help but be surprised that Lan Haolin would lose the battle of Yunhuanhu so quickly.

Although Long Xiaoshu didn't like Lan Haolin very much, he always felt that that guy was born in Lan Yu Kingdom, so as soon as he became the king, he had a large territory and there was really nothing worth looking at. In terms of strategy, means and strength, Lan Haolin was really unfavorable, and he was just a little better than the kings of the two small countries that he had destroyed early.

Although Long Xiaoshu never took Lan Haolin seriously, Long Xiaoshu was still quite shocked when he saw him personally supervising the battle and borrowing the power of Hetian Ancestor. In the end, not only did he not kill Xia Fan, but he fled in a panic.

On the one hand, Long Xiaoshu didn't expect Lan Haolin to lose so quickly and lose so unexpectedly. On the other hand, he couldn't help but look at Xia Fan, who won so beautifully. After all, even if Lan Haolin didn't do it, he was still a disciple of the imperial master. Xia Fan was able to defeat him, which was already a great achievement.

"But what should I do?" Long Xiaoshu rubbed his temples, feeling a little troubled by the current situation.

Originally, his plan was to watch the tiger fight, and watched Lan Haolin fight with Xia Fan for a while. If Lan Haolin was not good, he could even help secretly, in order to delay more time, let himself digest the two countries he had just annexed, and then draw out his strength to deal with Xia Fan and Lan Haolin. But what Long Xiaoshu didn't expect was that Lan Haolin lost like this. Although he just lost Yunhuanhu and had not completely lost the entire war, if the Yunhuanhu Basin was considered to the importance of the Yunhuanhu Basin to the territory under Lan Yu Kingdom, especially Lan Haolin, it is not difficult to see that unless Lan Haolin can retake the Yunhuanhu Basin as soon as possible, then he will definitely lose this war.

Long Xiaoshu is not a short-sighted person, so he has to make arrangements as soon as possible, but the current situation is really too different from his previous predictions, which makes him not know how to start for a while.
Chapter completed!