Devil’s Advent

Zheng Fan had already forgotten how he got out of the soup pond. He felt that his whole body was floating in the sky. Even though he was lying on the bed now, he still felt dizzy and was floating with the waves.

The soul and the body seem to have been cut, and everything has become so unreal.

My lord, my lord, are you alright?

Xue San stood beside the bed, facing Zheng Fan's.

He didn't dare to tell the blind man that the master really had something wrong with him in the bath, he was afraid of being beaten to death.

Zheng Fan's thoughts finally began to recover, he turned his head, looked at Xue San standing beside him, shook his head, and said:

never mind.

It felt like I had just sewed ten times.

The muscles are twitching, and the body is no longer hollowed out, as if even the foundation has been knocked out.

My lord, the subordinates feel that the subordinate's body may be different from the master's body in some respects.

nonsense,

Not even a blind person can see that my body is different from yours.

Zheng Fan was too lazy to talk to Xue San anymore, at this moment, he just wanted to close his eyes and sleep.

Then, my lord, why don't you rest first? After you rest, check to see if there is any change in the blood in your body? This subordinate feels that there should still be some effect.

You know, the blood of A Ming and Liang Cheng was obtained with great difficulty by Xue San. Every time they just let blood, Xue San really wanted to bleed for it.

If there is really no effect at all, and in the end, the Lord will suffer and suffer in vain, and all the previous efforts of licking will be wasted, then Xue San will really want to cry but have no tears.

Um.

Then the subordinate will leave first.

Xue San slipped away.

Zheng Fan was about to go to sleep, but suddenly felt something soft and warm appearing on his chest,

open your eyes

It was only then that he realized that it was Little Hou Ye lying on his chest.

There is a distance between the cradle and the bed, obviously, it is impossible for the young master to come here by himself.

Magic pill...take away...

This tone, this look,

It's very much like Guan Sheng's own father.

The magic pill didn't move, turned into a stone, and landed silently beside the bed.

The drunk young master first glanced at Zheng Fan, then yawned, rested his head on Zheng Fan's chest, and began to feel sleepy.

Shaoqing,

The magic pill floated up again, landed on the other side of Zheng Fan's chest, and fell silent.

Zheng Fan wanted to refuse, but he couldn't move. In the end, he had no choice but to close his eyes again.

this sleep,

Zheng Fan had many, many dreams. In the dream, he returned to the classroom before the college entrance examination and was concentrating on doing the paper;

After a while, I came to the studio again, and I was drawing a manuscript without sleeping and eating;

After a while, he appeared on the battlefield again, watching the robes in front of him die in battle in front of him;

After a while, he appeared in the forest again, and saw Tian Wujing and Du Juan standing together;

After a while, he realized that Siniang was by his side.

Um,

Wait,

Si Niang's dream is so real...

Master, are you awake?

Si Niang said softly.

Oh, so this is not a dream.

Zheng Fan took a deep breath and wanted to sit up.

Master, please lie down for a while, you have been in a coma for two days, I will feed you something first.

Served by Siniang, Zheng Fan drank a bowl of porridge.

Master, are you okay?

It's okay, I'm fine.

Zheng Fan still sat up, although his mind was still a little groggy, but after he squeezed his fists, he found that his body was full of strength.

The realm has not improved, but the thickness of blood has increased a lot, which means that the distance from hitting the sixth-rank realm has been greatly shortened.

This medicated bath is still useful, but... Zheng Fan said.

My lord, this matter is too dangerous. I can't listen to San'er's tricks next time. What's the point of him experimenting with himself? At the very least, try it on a death row prisoner first.

His dwarf body is itself a medicine jar.

Zheng Fan nodded, really can't experiment anymore, the effect this time is good or bad, but now Zheng Fan is clearly aware that the meridians in his body have been expanded to an extreme, which is an extremely dangerous extreme;

It means that if the dose is higher, then my meridians will be broken, and my cultivation base will be abolished, and even the seven demon kings will have to go back to the pre-liberation overnight.

Just a little bit, just a little bit,

Xue San almost restored factory settings for everyone.

Ah Cheng's blood and Ah Ming's blood, combined with a medicinal bath that is easy to absorb, the effect is simply explosive.

Strictly speaking, the blood of those two is highly poisonous.

Next time, there will be no next time.

Zheng Fan was also a little scared.

My lord, this is the military situation that was uploaded this morning. Ningbian City has already been taken over by Ah Cheng. The guard of that city is called Zhang Tong. He is very cooperative and knowledgeable about current affairs.

good.

This is equivalent to expanding the territory by a little bit.

It's just that Ningbian City is too small and doesn't belong to any comprehensive city. That city is still mainly used as a military fortress. Earlier, it was a blockhouse used by Situ's family to defend against Helian's family, but mosquito legs are also meat, right? Or, with Ningbian City in hand, you can expand your strategic buffer range, so that you won't be able to directly attack your lair as soon as someone comes.

Send someone to send a message to Liang Cheng, and then see if there are any nearby fortresses that can be captured by the opportunity, so that he can be bolder.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when Situ's family is being naturalized by Yan State, it's a little bit more advantageous for me, and it's not impossible to want myself to spit it out in the future, just talk slowly.

Yes, my lord. In addition, my lord, the latest news came from the front. The eldest prince has already fought against the Cheng Guo rebels. The follow-up battle situation has not had time to report back. It is estimated that we will arrive tomorrow.

Um.

The war on the side of the eldest prince is directly related to the future of Shengle City. Everyone in Shengle City is looking forward to the defeat of the eldest prince.

One more thing. Si Niang hesitated.

What's up?

Someone sent a letter today, saying that it is the new helm of the secret spy department, and he will come to Shengle City to pay a visit to you in the future.

Secret Secretary?

After the death of Du Juan, the secret service department in the state of Jin has almost come to a standstill, but it is obvious that the imperial court cannot sit back and watch the spy system here continue to be paralyzed. The people of Yan want to manage the land of Jin as Yan soil. , will not let it continue to scatter, and let organizations like the Silver Armor Guards of Qianguo feel like no one is in the land.

However, the helmsman came all the way to Sheng Le right after he took office, obviously he was a bit drunk.

It's very difficult to completely hide the matter of the young master from me.

Because Ding Heng and Cui Linniang are people in the rivers and lakes, they have already shown their faces in Shengle City, and they have also recruited many of their subordinates to join the Shengle army.

At the post station, they didn't cut the weeds and roots, and the Yinjiawei of Qianguo also knew about it.

Even if he wanted to keep the whereabouts of the young master a secret, it would be difficult to hide it from the real big boss. If he wanted to investigate, he would definitely be able to find out.

However, it is obvious that the imperial court seems to have been silent about this.

There was no imperial envoy to announce the decree to confer the name and title on the young marquis, and there was no special care. Officials have confirmed that Mrs. Jingnan Hou and the child in her womb have passed away unfortunately.

This can't help but make Zheng Fan think of another existence, that is the little prince of Zhenbeihou's family that no one is sure whether it exists or not in the legend.

Legally, there is no such person.

Right now, his godson is also in this black household status.

If he comes, let the blind man entertain him.

Yes, my lord, you can rest for a while.

Um.

Zheng Fan nodded, then turned his face to the side, looking at Tian Tian, ​​who was holding the cradle with both hands and looking here.

When they gave him this name, the devil kings felt that Zheng Fan took it too casually, but Zheng Fan originally wanted to use a nickname to call him temporarily. If you choose a formal name with meaning, it will give the person a different name. A sense of overreaching.

Whoa... whoa...

Si Niang, tell me, when will he speak?

My lord, it's still early, I can only speak when I'm almost one year old. Si Niang laughed.

Well, it's all right, you go to work, I'll rest for a while, there's nothing else to do.

You rest first, I'm still cooking soup in the kitchen, I'll call you to drink some later.

good.

After Si Niang left, Zheng Fan lay down again.

Not much sleepiness, but the substantial lack of spirit made Zheng Fan quickly enter a state that seemed like a dream but not a dream.

over the cradle,

Seeing that his godfather fell asleep again every day, he patted the frame of the cradle with some dissatisfaction.

Perhaps Zheng Fan was born with a predestined relationship with the Tian Family\

,"It's okay to get close to Tian Mujing,

Right now, even Tian Wujing's son has an inexplicable closeness to Zheng Fan.

Even when Zheng Fan would spank his little butt from time to time, he also laughed giggle.

Zheng Fan's prolonged lethargy made the young master very worried, but seeing that the man just sat up and then fell asleep again, and didn't come to hug him, the young master was not happy.

Under the swaying of the young master, the cradle started to swing more and more.

The stone where the magic pill was located floated up and pressed against the cradle, preventing the young master from throwing himself out.

Little Hou Ye pointed at Zheng Fan,

Whoa... whoa...

He wanted to be taken to fly there like last time.

In fact, rather than saying that he wanted to go and play with Zheng Fan, it would be better to say that he wanted to experience flying again.

Magic Pill was unmoved.

Because last time Zheng Fan had no strength in his whole body, he could do whatever he wanted, but now, Zheng Fan is really just resting and recuperating, and has recovered.

Mowan has been unhappy with his father for a long time, but it doesn't mean that he is willing to make trouble at this time.

Whoa... whoa...

The little duke was still screaming, seeing that the magic pill didn't respond, the little duke had to look at the stone again.

Wow...Wow...Wow...Ji Wah...Wow...Ji...

Sister... Sister...