Han Feng bid farewell to the old war god Li Yuanxing, and continued to escape northwest with the letter of appointment issued by the imperial capital...

At that time, deep in the palace, two figures were playing chess on a temple attic.

One of them was wearing a yellow robe and a jade crown. He was light and symmetrical, but he was His Majesty Wu in casual clothes.

The person who played against him was an old man wearing a black robe. The old man was majestic and like a mountain.

Although his temples were already gray, his facial contour was strong and his facial features were as sharp as a knife, sharp and energetic, and he could not tell at all his real age.

When the old man played chess with Emperor Wu, his expression was extremely calm, but occasionally a ray of light overflowed in his eyes, which made people shudder, as if he had seen a terrifying scene like a mountain and river stained with blood and a Shura hell.

There was no one around the two, and even the eunuch Hong Xi, who had been serving Emperor Wu, was shut down.

When the two were playing chess, the chess piece in Emperor Wu's hand suddenly stopped and his eyes looked northwest.

Seeing this, the old man also looked northwest and said, "Your Majesty, that boy, have you joined the Ganlan Tianwei?"

Emperor Wu smiled and nodded, "The old war god has recognized Han Feng and has accepted him as an official member of the Ganlan Tianwei."

When the majestic old man heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"It is indeed a skill to make Lord God of War."

When Emperor Wu heard this, he teased a little, "Although this kid has the ability to be recognized by the old god of war, he still has not been recognized by you, the old coach.

I heard that Han Feng had come to see the old coach, but was turned away."

When the old man heard this, he looked calm and said, "Your Majesty, it's not that I look down on this person, but in this world, many amazing people will appear in every era.

However, how many people can really reach the end?"

Emperor Wu said, "The old general is not optimistic about Han Feng, why did he personally go to court to protect this person?"

When the old man heard this, he looked complicated and sighed: "Your Majesty, the old man has been fighting all his life. He believes that although he is worthy of the country and His Majesty, he is the only one who treats his daughter...ah..."

Emperor Wu suddenly realized and sighed softly.

"I also know about Han Feng and Nian Xue. The old coach wants to give him a chance."

The old man shook his head and said, "Although this Han Feng is extremely talented, it is almost a fantasy to surpass Hu Yan Zhan in three years.

Rather than saying that the old minister is making up for his little daughter, it is better to say that... he is comforting himself."

Hearing this, Emperor Wu showed a touch of playful smile.

"Why should the old coach be so pessimistic? I think that Han Feng is not only talented, but also always unexpected and finds a different way.

This time, he was able to save Qing He from the hands of many powerful men in foreign countries, which showed his ability. Now that he has more than a year left, he may not be unable to create miracles."

When the old man heard what Emperor Wu said, he was a little surprised.

"Your Majesty, you seem to be very confident in Han Feng!"

Emperor Wu laughed and said, "Haha... Old Marshal, I am just guessing, but I have no assertions."

When the old man heard this, he smiled faintly, but then he said with a solemn expression: "Your Majesty, I am here today to say goodbye to Your Majesty."

"oh……?"

Emperor Wu said unexpectedly: "The old general has been cultivating in the imperial capital for a while. Could it be that he doesn't like the environment in the city? Then I immediately ordered people to find a treasure land with rich spiritual energy outside the imperial capital to open a mountain gate cave for the old general."

When the old man heard this, he stood up and bowed, "Thank you for your kindness. The old man has been recuperating for a long time and feels that his body has recovered. Now there are disputes on the coastal battlefield. The old man plans to go to the South China Sea again."

"this……"

A trace of worry appeared in Emperor Wu's eyes.

"Old coach, although the war in the South China Sea is urgent, General Manager Zhang is guarding you. Your health is important... It is better not to participate in the war again!"

However, the old man still kept his bow and asked for his order: "Your Majesty, the old minister's body is the best.

When I fought with the Dongxu Divine Beast, the old minister was indeed seriously injured and Daoji was damaged. However, my cultivation is still there, and I can still contribute to the coastal war, share the worries of Your Majesty, and share the pressure for Dingnan!

Even if you really encounter a strong enemy, the old ministers will fight with their lives, and the Hongwu level may be invincible.

Even if the powerful Hongwu takes action, if the old minister takes charge of the magical artifact of the country, he can also trade one for one!

Therefore, I beg your Majesty to send the old minister south!"

The old man said something firmly, his eyes shone out sharply, and his energy surged around him, like a towering mountain, no one could shake his will!

Emperor Wu was also shocked by the other party's determination. He immediately stood up and personally helped the old man up, and said in a deep voice: "I, I'll report."

...                                                               

With the speed of the dragon flying boat, the group had arrived at the border of Xichuan Province in just two days.

Along the way, although there were only five Han Feng on the ship.

But with Han Feng, a powerful man in the God-gathering Realm, plus three moon-level powerful men, and a powerful lineup of a quasi-day-level strong man, he will naturally not encounter any trouble and will be smooth all the way.

On the way, Guan Su remained silent. Apart from Han Feng's inquiry, he would answer one or two very briefly. He ignored the three Wang brothers, which made the three of them very unhappy.

Until during the voyage, Han Feng stepped forward and handed the old Tianwei a flower, followed by the second and third...

Soon, the picture on the ship changed.

It can often be seen that five people sit together, each with a flower stick, swallowing clouds and fog, chatting, and the atmosphere is quite cheerful.

Guan Su finally tore off his cold disguise and soon became a chatterbox.

"Brother Han, the big river below and the mountain to the west are the junction of "Xichuan Province" and "Xihe Province".

I heard that these two provinces have never been dealt with, and there is so much friction between each other's borders, and I don't know if it is true."

At this moment, Guan Su held wine with one hand and cigarette with the other, leaning against the edge of the boat, muttering casually.

Seeing that he was about to enter Xichuan Province, Han Feng was also a little excited, and a sense of intimacy of "going home after a long time" arose.

When passing through the junction of Xichuan and Xihe Province, Han Feng couldn't help but get up and looked out at the mountains, rivers and lands of Xihe Province.

However, just as Han Feng looked into the distance, he suddenly noticed that somewhere in the boundary of the province below, there was a faint flash of inspiration.

Han Feng swept his divine thoughts casually and sensed a slight energy fluctuation from below.

It seems that someone is fighting. Judging from the intensity of energy fluctuations, this should be a battle for low-level spiritual warriors.

The originally similar battles were extremely common in Lingwu Continent, and Han Feng was not ready to stay.

However, under the sensing of his divine consciousness, several of the energy fluctuations made him feel a sense of familiarity.

"Well... it's him?"

Han Feng's eyes moved, and he immediately drove the dragon and trenched the boat, turning into a golden light and swooping down...
Chapter completed!