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On the second day, King Wu thanked and praised Yang Jian for sending food. However, although the crisis of running out of food and grass was temporarily resolved, the plight of Xiqi's siege was still unresolved. Powerful, all living beings can be swallowed by it in an instant, even Nezha was injured, and all the generals gathered together, although it was called a banquet, they all sighed and were helpless for a while.

Luo Fan looks young, and he hasn't shown any skills in Xiqi for more than ten days. He didn't sit at the same table with Jiang Ziya, but sat with Yang Jian, Nezha and other juniors, chatting, laughing and drinking, so he didn't know what to do. Everyone only thought that he was a disciple of the third generation of Chanjiao who was ordered by his master to go down the mountain. He was not negligent, but he was not enthusiastic. Luo Fan was also happy and at ease. It's a great credit, if everyone in Xiqi treats him too politely, they will feel very uncomfortable.

Jiang Ziya sighed and said: "The flower fox is so powerful, we have no way to deal with it, what should we do? Although the besieged city is not in danger for the time being, it is not a long-term solution after all. Over time, the soldiers of Xiqi will definitely become more powerful Surrender, it will be more and more unfavorable to our army."

Yang Jian put down the wine bottle, stood up and said, "Uncle Ziya, why don't you let me go and have a try."

Jiang Ziya pondered for a while, and said, "That's fine, but you must be careful."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, "The disciple will save it."

Yang Jian then sat back, glanced at Luo Fan who was beside him with a peaceful expression, covered his lips with a wine bottle, and said in a low voice: "I will go to battle tomorrow, little uncle, don't worry."

Luo Fan quietly rolled his eyes, and said angrily: "There is something to worry about." At the end, he suddenly added in a low voice uncomfortably, "It's not that I don't know your ability."

"Little uncle can say that, I really..." Yang Jian took a sip of his wine, looked back at Luo Fan, opened his lips and whispered slowly: "...very happy."

His eyes seemed to be a little drunk, his dark eyes had the illusion of glistening water, and he looked straight at him, like the starry sky on a rainy night in late autumn, hazy and gentle, it made people's hearts tremble. drum.

Luo Fan hurriedly lowered his eyes to avoid, to cover up the unexpected throbbing in his heart.

Yang Jian became more and more drunk, leaned lightly on Luo Fan's shoulder, and said quietly: "Why doesn't my little uncle look at me?"

Luo Fan didn't say a word, his eyes were unbiased, he picked up the food on his own, and ate with a dull head.

Yang Jian smiled, leaned into Luo Fan's ear, and teased, "Hehe, could it be that my uncle was fascinated by me?" His voice was low, and the breath was mixed with a faint smell of wine, which infected Luo Fan's ears.

Aren't the ancients all reserved, please be reserved for labor and capital!

When the next day went to battle, Luo Fan also went to the battlefield to watch in line with the principle of cheering up his nephew for the first battle.

He was quite senior, and he didn't have much scruples and respect for Jiang Ziya, so he squeezed directly beside Jiang Ziya, occupying a good position with a safe view and a wide view.

The beginning of this battle was fine, until the fourth general of the Mo family sacrificed the flower fox mink, so he saw the scene where Yang Jian was completely eaten by the flower fox mink without any surprise.

He clenched his hands unconsciously, and suddenly felt the anger burning in his chest, and his heart ached, wishing he could immediately sacrifice the glass bottle to take that evil animal.

——Although, he knew it was an illusion.

This is of course false. In fact, Yang Jian's brain is really smart. He pretended to be eaten by the fox mink, but in fact he killed the fox mink and sneaked into the enemy's interior in its appearance. The whole thing is an ancient version of a spy.

He must have thought of this strategy long ago, but he never mentioned it to anyone, including Luo Fan.

Luo Fan suddenly realized the meaning of what he said a few days ago, "Little uncle, don't worry": If you really don't want Luo Fan to worry, you can tell all your plans and plans. He knows that Luo Fan will definitely come to watch the battle today , but still come out so mysteriously, he is clearly...to make him worry and worry on purpose!

Luo Fan frowned uncomfortably, and thought bitterly: Good Yang Jian, you dare to tease the uncle like this, and I will deal with you when you come back!

"This, this, this..." Jiang Ziya was obviously also surprised. Yang Jian, the general he was optimistic about, just disappeared? ?Did you read it wrong? !

Jiang Ziya rubbed his eyes quietly, and then looked carefully, there was indeed no sign of Yang Jian in the battlefield, only to see the flower fox ferret standing arrogantly in the center of the battlefield, looking at them with contempt, immediately realized that he was defeated, and hurriedly Ming Jin withdraws troops, he has to go back and think about countermeasures.

Back in Xibohou's mansion, Jiang Ziya glanced at Luo Fan's expression from time to time, seeing that Luo Fan was calm and composed, with no sadness on his face, and he was not sure what was going on in his heart, so he didn't want to speak. Quietly winked at Nezha: Be optimistic about your little uncle!

Nezha nodded knowingly: I know.

Luo Fan watched the whole process of winking between the old and the young, and looked at the sky speechlessly: Do these guys think that he will be angry at the crown and run out to fight the four generals of the Demon family?

Don't say that Yang Jian is not dead, even if he is really dead, I will...

His thinking froze for a moment, he remembered a lot of the plot of conferring the gods, and he knew that what Yuanshi Tianzun said was right, Yang Jian was really safe and safe, and there was no danger to his life, so he never thought about this problem at all, never thought about it Yang Jian will die and leave. Now when I think about it, besides an unbelievable sense of unreality, it is more frightening. I can't imagine what kind of expression I will have at that time.

Unimaginable, which often means uncontrollable.

Luo Fan hates the kind of life that is out of control. He hates being involuntary. He kept saying that fate should be like this in front of Yuanshi Tianzun. But he doesn't believe in fate more than anyone else, and he doesn't want to be controlled by others or the way of heaven.

He had to admit that Yang Jian was really too dangerous and shook his heart.

Perhaps, in his heart, Yang Jian's position is far more important and profound than what he imagined the night before yesterday.

But so what? !

Luo Fan shook his head with a smile, shaking the messy thoughts in his mind, yes, even if Yang Jian's importance exceeded expectations, so what?

He just needs to do as he pleases. Since the importance of Yang Jian's nephew has surpassed the limit of his nephew, he just needs to face it squarely. What he does is out of his heart, and no one orders him to control him. , and there is no way of heaven!

At night, Jiang Ziya, King Wu and his party were still mourning the death of Yang Jian, and worried about how to deal with the four generals of the Demon family. At this moment, a silver light suddenly flashed outside the window, and Nezha hurriedly took off the Qiankun circle and said with a vigilant face: "Oops, the flower fox is attacking!"

Luo Fan followed Nezha's gaze and looked up, only to see Huahu Mink pass through the window, transforming into Yang Jian's appearance.

Nezha rushed over happily, "Hey, you're not dead?!"

Yang Jian patted Nezha on the shoulder, glanced at Luo Fan, and then explained the reason. Everyone praised him for his good trick. Jiang Ziya finally breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his beard and laughed.

It turned out that the fourth general of the Mo family sent it to eat Jiang Ziya and King Wu tonight. Jiang Ziya ordered him to continue to lurk in the enemy camp, and lied that he had already eaten them. They would cooperate to create an atmosphere that the two were dead. This opportunity breaks through the enemy in one fell swoop.

Yang Jian nodded in agreement, turned around and wanted to go back to the business camp, took advantage of the time when everyone had dispersed, grabbed Luo Fan and said, "Little Master Uncle is leaving now? Are you really not worried about my safety?"

Luo Fan looked at him, and rarely said seriously: "Do you think I'm really hard-hearted? How could you not worry about it at all? You go back now, don't let the business suspect it."

Yang Jian was surprised and said: "My junior uncle is so honest and caring today, it really flatters my nephew."

Fuck your sister's honesty and caring!

Luo Fan said angrily: "Go away! Stop talking nonsense here, you don't have to make me feel bad!"

Yang Jian lowered his head and smiled sullenly, and said, "Hehe, that's what you said, little uncle. I'll leave now, and I'll be back in a few days. Remember to miss me."

Luo Fan looked at his back that was hidden in the night, and was speechless for a moment: This girl must be pumping!