Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

In the vast sea of ​​sand, there is a little spark ahead.

Ye Fan took a closer look, and saw hundreds of meters ahead, countless large white tents were neatly arranged and spread out in a ring.

The entire camp formed a military stronghold with a radius of hundreds of meters.

The little sparks that Ye Fan saw were the campfires in the camp, some in the open space and some in the tent, as if the camp was still there.
But the truth is, Ye Fan couldn't see a night watch soldier at all!

It's so weird.

The Tai Chi perception immediately unfolded, and the all-round perception swept across the entire camp, making Ye Fan's thoughts more and more certain.

This camp is actually an empty camp, and there is only one person in the whole camp!
There was no one around, only in the center, where there was a large tent with a dragon's head flying, there was an aura reaction.

"This person must be the friend mentioned by the senior. He is indeed extraordinary. It is roughly estimated that his strength is also in the early stage of the Fengfu. Once such a strong person suppresses his cultivation, I will certainly not be able to perceive it."

Feeling this aura, Ye Fan suddenly felt
"Oh? Can you actually find her?" Hearing this, Dian Kong, who was leading the way, suddenly turned his head with surprise in his eyes, as if it was unimaginable that with Ye Fan's cultivation, he could discover the existence of this extremely strong person.

Ye Fan nodded: "It's just that I didn't expect that my friend, senior, is actually a stunning beauty."

As he said that, Ye Fan carefully observed Diankong's reaction. Now, he is very careful with the words used to describe his appearance, for fear that this senior with abnormal aesthetics will feel dissatisfied.

However, he is dissatisfied with his own appearance, so it doesn't mean that he has an unusual aesthetic for beautiful women.

Fortunately, Dian Kong's expression remained the same, he echoed, "This time, you're telling the truth, and what we want to meet is this stunning beauty."

"But……"

As soon as Dian Kong failed, Ye Fan panicked.

"But this woman doesn't seem to like others to praise her appearance very much, so when we meet, please pay attention to your words."

Is it another self-aesthetic disorder?

You two are really a good match, why don't you just be together!

Ye Fan was speechless for a while, what else could he say?
Chatting, everyone has come to the big tent with the dragon flag flying. It was not until they entered the camp, in this "fortress" in the battlefield, that Ye Fan deeply felt the chilling aura.

The howling wind passed by, rolling up yellow sand like mist, as if the souls of soldiers, even if their bodies died, they were still guarding this world

There are no barriers around the camp, but there is no need for barriers at all. The killing spirit is like an invisible barrier. Suppressing this "fortress" is already an invisible barrier.

"Could it be that this place was really a battlefield?" Ye Fan couldn't help asking.

"Yes and no."

Diankong's voice rang in his ears, his tone was ethereal, and his voice seemed to suddenly become a twilight old man, his thoughts were already immersed in the vicissitudes of the past.

He said quietly: "She still can't let go of the past."

"Presumably, there is a long story in it, but the senior always speaks in half, which is really tantalizing." Behind him, Hongdie's muttering sound came.

Ye Fan didn't speak. Even though he, like Hongdie, had many questions to ask, he couldn't disturb this memory. He never got involved, and he didn't deserve to get involved.

That must have been an epic, epic past.

But Ye Fan also knew that even if Senior Diankong was willing to share that memory, he still couldn't empathize with it.

Some things can never be understood by listening to the story.

So he didn't ask anything, just stood beside Diankong quietly.

After a long time, Dian Kong finally made a move.

He smiled wryly and shook his head, as if mocking himself: "I always persuade her to let go, but when I think about it carefully, even I can't let go. Maybe it's right to bring you here. We can't keep immersing ourselves in the past like this. It's time, Take in some new blood and face a new life."

Speaking of this, Dian Kong's face showed a smile like the rising sun, he opened the door curtain and walked into the big tent.

"Follow."

He said lightly.

……

Inside the tent, a tiger-skin bench is located in the middle of the big tent.

That is definitely a real tiger skin, with the aura of a king in its lifetime.

On the tiger skin, there is a powerful aura, which is the condensed spiritual energy of heaven and earth!

The owner of this tiger skin is by no means an ordinary tiger!It is a magical beast that absorbs the aura of heaven and earth and has achieved success in cultivation.

Just feeling the breath on the tiger skin, Ye Fan already felt oppressed, it was the suppression of the blood, and it was condescending contempt.

What kind of powerful strength did such a tiger-shaped beast possess during its lifetime?
However, the most eye-catching thing in this big tent is not this tiger skin.

But a pair of flawless legs.

A perfect body, leaning sideways on the bench, resting her chin on the back of her hand, under the short emerald green dress, her legs overlapped just right.

She just sat there quietly.

"You finally came back and brought good seedlings. Are you finally planning to revive the Flying Tiger Army?" The woman didn't have anything to say, her eyes just swept across the faces of Ye Fan and the two of them before stopping on Dian Kong .

Diankong shook his head: "The past, let it pass."

The woman sneered: "Your thoughts have not changed."

Dian Kong said: "Never."

The woman looked at Ye Fan again, and then at Diankong again: "You brought two good seedlings, don't you want me to train them?"

"Yes, but not to revive the Flying Tiger Army."

"It's ridiculous, it's not for the Flying Tiger Army, why should I help you?"

Dian Kong asked back: "For so many years, you know that I will not revive the Flying Tiger Army, why do you want to check the internal information of Longdu Auction for me?"

The woman's eyes were clear: "I help you, it's always so that you can come back and lead the Flying Tiger Army again."

Diankong no longer speaks.

Of course Ye Fan could understand what Dian Kong was thinking, and it was easy to understand: different ways do not conspire with each other, changing a person is definitely more difficult than killing him, of course he understands this truth.

Just thinking about the old love in the past, it is absolutely impossible for him to be so resolute, and he can't even do it without conspiring with each other.

He sighed: "Then you should think it is for the Flying Tiger Army and train these two for me. In the future, there will be more new recruits."

"You treat me as a three-year-old kid, fooling around casually? Why do you think I will always help you?"

Diankong was silent again. After a long time, he seemed to have finally made a decision: "Because of fantasy, sooner or later it will be shattered! Because it never existed. You must help me, because only by facing a new life can you come out of fantasy."

"Ridiculous! If there were no Flying Tiger Army in the past, where would there be today's Dragon City? Back then, when the Flying Tiger Army galloped across the battlefield, even the mighty demons were terrified. How could all this be a fantasy?"

Diankong closed his eyes: "The things in the past no longer exist, that is fantasy."

"Absolutely not."

The two argued like children.

But couldn't get a result.