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Fanyang County!

With the support of his guards, Yang Qifeng stepped into Fanyang County for the first time.

Li Tieniu is like a wall, standing beside Yang Qifeng, acting as a guard duty. This gradually became Yang Qifeng's safety backing.

Although only the martial arts Yangshen strength, even the soul can be killed.

The primordial spirit who came to him was under the pressure of the dragon, and his strength was inexhaustible. Where was his opponent.

Join vertical, even horizontal!

There was a sneer on Yang Qifeng's face. He now has Youzhou Ding in his hand, and he wants to capture Jixian. He can do it at a certain price.

When Zhao Guangren is eliminated, the general trend of the north has become clear.

But people's minds are complicated. When they were poor, they wanted to earn 10,000 yuan, but when they had 10,000 yuan, they wanted 100,000 yuan. With 100,000 yuan, they started to earn one million.

There is no end, and it will continue to rise.

This is not a derogatory term, this is a commendatory term.

It is precisely this and ambition that talents are not willing to be inferior. They continue to climb upwards and bring about social changes. People are like this, how immortal they are.

In Yang Qifeng's opinion, some immortals are too unhappy, but they chase the avenue and adopt a series of methods for this, such as stealing treasures, killing people, and seeking truth.

This is not a manifestation of ruthlessness and desirelessness, but pure nonsense.

Isn’t it chasing the avenue?

The four words "Xin Xiang Da Dao" cover up those who want to preach the Dao. This is impossible.

There is no desire and no demand, and you don’t even pursue the great way. Everything is about predestined dharma. Dao will not fight, but wait for the arrival of predestined dharma.

It is easy for Yang Qifeng to destroy Zhao Guangren, but he needs to spend a lot of time in order to dominate the north, let him cut off the northern heroes one by one.

Far less happy than the first battle, he wants to fight the north.

So Dongfang Boyu fits together, the more joyful he dances, the better.

However, in order not to let this conspiracy go off, Yang Qifeng wanted to invite the wealthy and wealthy of Ximen to come out of the mountain, so that he began to cross and start to pull Dongfang Boyu's hind legs.

"Master, Mr. Ximen is in this courtyard!" Gong Lang preached while looking at the courtyard in front.

Yang Qifeng stared at the courtyard. This place is not a rich family, but the courtyard is ordinary, and guards have come forward to knock on the door.

With a creak, the door opened, and a servant looked at the battle outside, but he was horrified. Yang Qifeng did not come in a white dragon fish costume.

There were no less than three hundred general guards and guards gathered beside him.

The guard dragged the servant aside. The guard first walked into the house. Yang Qifeng strode in, and he walked straight towards the backyard.

The backyard is a courtyard, and there is a tall tree growing here.

The trees are strange. In the season when the autumn wind is bleak, there are palm-sized leaves on the branches. The branches and leaves are tender and green, which brings vitality to the courtyard.

"Mr. Ximen is at ease?" Yang Qifeng stepped forward, staring at Ximen's wealth with piercing eyes.

This middle-aged man, with wrinkles on his face and white clothes, he saw Yang Qifeng's arrival, showing surprise and horror, and preached to Yang Qifeng: "See you lord!"

"Lord?" Yang Qifeng said with emphasis.

"Wealth and honour have sworn oaths since they were in the Academy of Zongheng, and they will not get officialdom if they are not invited. In Yanzhou, although the princes called, they were subject to oaths and would not get officialdom.

"Now I see the lord, but I am shocked by the lord's appearance of dragon and phoenix, the appearance of the sun, and the one who rules the world must be the lord,"

"The rich and the honored are willing to break their vows and chase after the lord, and the lord is willing to saddle his horse, no, even if the lord lays the bed, I will be willing to drink jelly!"

Worthy of being from a celebrity, this flattering level is far above Shao Wenming.

"Oath? If Mr. Ximen is unwilling to be an official, will he be alone?" Yang Qifeng looked at Ximen's wealth and preached.

"Even if he dies and is broken to pieces, the rich and the rich are willing to chase after the lord, who is spurned by the world, and he does not hesitate to ask the lord to take him in." Ximen Fugui directly knelt on the ground, his forehead pointed to the ground and began to kowtow.

His forehead kept touching the ground, stained with mud, he tried too hard, and there were blood stains on his forehead.

"Mr. Ximen, please," Yang Qifeng showed a touch of expression on his face, but the expression in his eyes was flat. He reached out his hand to help Ximen Fugui himself.

The drama of three visits to the thatched cottage was not staged, but there was a big show of Ximen's wealth and oath.

No, the full name should be like this.

When Wei Guogong visited the thatched cottage, he knew the real dragon with his wealth and wisdom!

"Mr. Simon's help alone is like getting 100,000 soldiers!" Yang Qifeng patted Simon's wealthy shoulder, and he preached in a sincere tone.

This is a common technique used by the owner, cheap and costless, but it can be touched by the courtier. As for whether the courtier is sincere, it is unknown.

But on the surface, he will definitely be touched.

This Simon wealthy is one of the best, his eyes are red, and a little bit of tears flow directly at the corner of his eyes.

He spoke slightly in his throat: "The minister should not praise this!"

"Whoever can be regarded as one's own, is the sole decision," Yang Qifeng calmed the wealth of Ximen, the two sat down again, Yang Qifeng stared at the lush tree, and finally fixed his eyes on Ximen wealth and preached:

"What does Mr. Ximen think of Dongfang Boyu?"

"Dongfang Boyu is not a low-born person. He showed his talent since he was a child. He was optimistic and recognized by the tribe, making his pride and arrogance flourish. He had a promising future in Youzhou, but in the end he decided to enter the Imperial Capital."

The tone of Ximen Fugui's suffocation weakened, his ability to retract and release freely ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Yang Qifeng looked at it and nodded slightly, this ability is 80% of his time.

"The general of Youzhou, the style of writing is inherently weak. Although he is a leader in Youzhou, he can't subdue Youzhou, and the emperor gathers the power of the world."

"There are so many talents in the world! It can be called the Longtan Tiger Lair. After he entered the Imperial Capital, he was stunned by everyone. This is tantamount to a blow to the head, which did not wake him up,"

"Because the general Li Jing began to appreciate him, and he was recognized by the general Li Jing, Dongfang Boyu is more proud, and there are very few heroes in the world who can enter the eyes of his law."

"Later, I went to Zongmai Academy, and never heard the ancestors of Zongheng explain the difference between Zongmai and Hengmai. Who is hard to ask?"

"Difficult vertical veins? Choose vertical veins, difficult horizontal veins? Choose horizontal veins!"

"Finally, I chose Zongmai. I really don't understand how difficult things are in the world." Ximen's rich and noble tone was filled with grievances. This was a grievance against people who were born well and had hundreds of millions of fortunes who yearn for the lives of ordinary people.

"I would like to ask the lord's attention to one thing. This Dongfang Boyu has a different mind. He is not really running around for the general, for fear that he may have an affair with Lu Guo."