The old guy snorted: "Then you have to think about it, the forces you face are too big. Tianmo Palace, Sikong Yu, Ying Pei and his son, Feng Tiannan, you don't have many means there."

Jiang Fan smiled: "Although it may not be used, there are actually quite a lot. I have the remnants of Mrs. Qing, Qianfo Temple and Yu Qingcheng to use, Yulan Village, and even..."

The old guy narrowed his eyes: "Ying Wuming."

"Yes, I have been doing great work in southern Xinjiang since I was a child."

But the old guy shook his head: "He is also a male member of the Ying family, so he may not necessarily help you."

Jiang Fan smiled: "I have some concerns in my heart, not to mention..."

He blinked: "And old guy, your Yaowang Valley."

Sun Daotong snorted, "It's a gadget made a hundred years ago, who knows if it's still around."

Jiang Fan said: "It must be there. I have been entrusting Mrs. Qing to mobilize the people over there to find out the news about Yaowang Valley, and there are gains. And, old guy, don't hide it from me. Although you haven't returned for a hundred years, you know that Yaowang

The valley will not disperse."

The old guy was noncommittal: "Even so, you are still playing with fire. Boy, I am not talking about you. I have traveled around the world for the past ten years and I have never seen you so tormented. You are really willing to do anything for your wife."

Jiang Fan laughed and touched his head: "It's not just for my wife, old guy, don't you understand?"

Sun Daotong waved his hand: "I understand, it's not a big thing, and it's not a small thought. Okay, I'll go find Zou Xiaozi for a drink. Let me know when you leave."

"Hey, wait a minute, old guy, help me go see Gu Beiyan, she..."

Jiang Fan told Gu Beiyan and others how they were both injured, and the old guy also frowned: "It depends on the injury. Although I have good medical skills, there are some injuries that cannot be cured by human power."

Jiang Fan sighed: "Just do your best, Dayan, you're not married yet, you can't just..."

"Where are you going to marry... you are so heartless..." the old guy muttered in a low voice.

Jiang Fan didn't hear clearly, "Ah? What did you say?"

"It's okay!" The old guy got up and left.

Jiang Fan did not tell him about Sun Buer because the opportunity was not suitable yet, and he had promised to keep his secret first.

At this point, the trip to southern Xinjiang has been well arranged, and the mortals living here are: the old guy, Yun Fuyao, Lu Hanting, the fisherman, and the woodcutter.

Afterwards, Jiang Fan began to prepare the necessary items.

While he was busy making arrangements, Feng Chen, who was somewhere far away, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Tiannan agreed readily, and without much effort, he took the initiative to ask to go to southern Xinjiang with just a little guidance.

But Feng Tiannan's joy also made Feng Chen feel a crazy murderous intention in his heart.

When he returned this time, he was a loser in the Feng family, and was temporarily deprived of his throne to see the consequences.

Feng Tiannan kept saying that he would get rid of Jiang Fan for him, but in fact Feng Chen thought that he was going to take over again.

What he could not do, but he could do, was of course the best choice for the top. With his supreme talent, he had mastered the Tianfeng Kung Fu and gained the throne of the emperor. Although Feng Tiannan seemed to have everything.

He supported his son, but Feng Chen understood how unwilling he was. Feng Tiannan secretly made a lot of efforts to at least keep the Nantian Crusaders from handing over.

In other words, Fengchen is nominally the emperor, possesses the main political power and controls the Star Luo Guards, but has never obtained military power.

Therefore, one thing Jiang Fan said is right. If he wants to truly gain power, he must leave the Feng family with no choice. Compared with fully controlling the power of the Feng family, killing Jiang Fan is indeed a step back.

——Jiang Fan, let you get rid of this biggest obstacle for me, and then die...

Early the next morning, Jiang Fan set off. In order to facilitate Fengjia Xingluo's whereabouts, he did not travel by air.

And there was only Yun Fuyao accompanying him.

It's not that he deliberately wanted to lure the other party to take action, but to hide his strength. He also understood that as long as Feng Tiannan was not stupid, he would never take action in the middle. He would have to wait until he reached the territory of Southern Xinjiang to be more confident.

Yun Fuyao was very happy. It was a rare opportunity to go out alone with Jiang Fan. Although there were three thousand honor guards behind him, no one came forward to disturb him.

Jiang Fan was also very attentive, packing hundreds of White Rabbit toffees for her to enjoy on the road. Sometimes he was worried that if he loves sweets so much, will all his teeth fall out when he gets old?

Yun Fuyao was very interested in his hammer because she found it a little weird.

The hammer, which was originally a rectangular parallelepiped, turned into an irregular and ugly round shape after being wrapped by the metal fragments at the bottom of the lake.

But Yun Fuyao discovered that the hammer had become smaller. Strictly speaking, the outer pieces had become smaller, and the edges and corners had become somewhat rounded.

Jiang Fan also noticed this, and he also knew that Menlei itself had also changed. The original color had the color of those metal blocks faintly revealed.

"They... seem to be merging." Yun Fuyao said very confused and uncertainly.

Jiang Fan was also puzzled. Can the two really be integrated? Can weapons evolve?

Yun Fuyao couldn't give an explanation, he just said that the Taihua Holy Sword evolved, but it was man-made by Emperor Jin, but it was unheard of to be a weapon that could be fused independently.

Jiang Fanyun was innately energetic and found that the lines of Menlei became clearer, and there was white light swimming in them. The light was not soft, but instead seemed to be flowing like white electric current.

Men Lei... what is the origin? Jiang Fan really wants to catch the Supreme Emperor and ask him clearly, at least to understand where this thing comes from.

"I hope I have a chance." Jiang Fan said while flipping the grilled fish.

Yun Fuyao hugged her knees and looked at the stars in the distance: "I... have been to Southern Xinjiang once."

Jiang Fan knew that it was an unpleasant memory, but Jiang Fan never fully told her what the witch did after she fell into coma. In fact, he also hoped to have a chance to reconcile.

"We will probably go to the Heavenly Demon Palace this time. Can you promise me something?" Jiang Fan looked at her seriously and said.

Yun Fuyao didn't know why, but nodded: "Everything is fine."

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, but felt a little guilty: "Promise me that if I have the chance to see Ah Li again, I will handle everything."

Yun Fuyao looked a little confused: "Why should I interfere?"

Jiang Fan sighed: "She took advantage of your unconsciousness and absorbed your power. She can't help you."

Yun Fuyao was silent for a moment: "It was precisely because I lost all my skills that I got a chance to be reborn. Everything is over... But it's hard for you to forget Ah Li, right?"

Jiang Fan was a little bitter: "Yes... that witch is really demonic. She actually abducted me to live in seclusion..."

Yun Fuyao thought for a while: "If there is a chance, I would also like to do this."
Chapter completed!