Chapter 886

"Lao Meng, come here!"

Then Yang Feng waved back, called Meng Qingdong and others to the front and said with a smile: "well... If you have nothing to do, stay here for a while and help me take care of the people of Tianshen sect. Otherwise, the dragons will be headless. I'm afraid they will split up again and make trouble everywhere. It happens that you are used to staying here and are familiar with here."

"Yes, master!"

Meng Qingdong nodded, smiled and hugged Yang Feng.

Yang Feng patted him on the shoulder, gave him a reassuring look, looked at Zhuge Shanshan and said, "by the way, Shanshan, will you live here with Lao Meng or go back with us?"

"Where you go, where I go."

Uh!

Zhuge Shanshan smiled shyly and looked at Yang Feng affectionately. From time to time, two red flowers floated across her cheeks. Her voice was very gentle, not like usual.

Yang Feng was stunned and scratched his head in confusion. Did the girl just be scared silly by my sky fire meteor shower? Why did you change this virtue all of a sudden?

So he smiled, nodded and said, "then go back with us, hehe."

"Congregation!"

Then, Yang Feng looked at a crowd ahead and ordered, "now I appoint Meng Qingdong as the leader of my sacred fire sect, Jiangnan Branch, and take charge of you Jiangnan Branch. Our sect is mainly going to other places to popularize all living beings. From now on, you will follow the orders of Meng branch."

"Yes, master!"

Everyone bowed down and took orders together.

After Yang Feng made the arrangements, he told the patron king a few words, hoping that the patron King's army could help the people here, and he would transfer more food from other places to provide disaster relief.

At this time, the generals of the thirteen Taibao came over with two familiar figures, threw them directly to the ground and said, "father, what should we do with these two traitors?"

Those two people are no other than the little prince and Han Donglei.

"Grandpa, please let me go. I'm also obsessed for a while."

The little prince was in a hurry and begged for mercy again and again.

The patron Wang's eyes trembled slightly and stared at him fiercely. After thinking for a while, he looked at Yang Feng and said, "sect leader Yang, what do you think I should do with them?"

"This is your own family business. I can't interrupt, but..."

Scratching his head, Yang Feng smiled and said, "what is the definition of family in the world, blood, or fame? Is there anyone in the world who uses a knife against his family?"

After thinking about it, the patron Wang looked at the little prince and shouted, "little rabbit, did you think I was your grandfather when you pulled out the knife to me? Since you don't treat me as your grandfather, why should I treat you as your grandson? Hum, come on, drag them down, serve the military law and behead them in public."

"Yes, father handsome!"

As soon as he nodded, the thirteen Taibao dragged them down. It was useless to let the little prince cry.

In the end, I only heard a scream in the distance, and everything was calm.

The patron Wang smiled and hugged Yang Feng: "sect leader Yang is sect leader Yang. You really see through. What is a family? I have thirteen Taibao. These loyal adoptive sons are enough. Those mean people who stabbed me in the back are not worthy to be relatives. I am taught."

"No, I just don't have grandchildren yet. I don't know what it's like to cut off my son's grandchildren. Just say it casually. You're too praised."

Uh!

The patron Wang turned his eyes helplessly.

Yang Feng looked up at the sky and smiled dumbly. Then he murmured, "now it's over, sir. Let's... Go back?"

"OK, go back, please!"

"Please!"

As soon as Yang Feng leaned over, he returned to Ji Shishi and asked them to return to the Yin imperial city. The patron king also immediately prepared the army and prepared to return to the camp.

But after Yang Feng returned to the team family, he always felt a little different, especially those girls. When they looked at themselves, they always had a desire for aggression, which made them feel very dangerous.

He usually looks at others with this kind of eyes. Now he is really on pins and needles when others look at him like this.

"Well... Poetry, I suddenly feel that I am in a bad situation. It seems that I will lose my body at any time. You must protect me."

"Virtue, who made you so coquettish just now? Now, there are more sisters staring at you! Alas, I always thought I was the only one in the world who didn't let people worry. Beauty is a curse. You're even less worried, you blue."

Ji Shishi gave him a cruel look and complained.

Yang Feng looked up and laughed: "that's why we are a natural couple, adulterers and adulterers."

"Go, who's with your adulterer and whore? By the way, how do I feel we're missing something on our way back?"

"Yes, I think there's something missing. But don't worry. Since it's something we can't think of, it's insignificant and unimportant. Ha ha ha."

Yang Feng smiled with disapproval, embracing the beauty, casual and handsome, not happy.

At the same time, among the ruins and rocks, half of Yin Tianyang's stone statue fell into the ground alone. Looking at the bright moon, they were almost crying.

Help, who will help me? Help me untie the curse of this stone statue. I'll never be a bad person again. Woo woo

Two days later, the Kirin army and Yang Feng, the backer king, returned in triumph, and the people of the whole city welcomed them.

In the bustling sound of firecrackers, a group of reporters naturally wouldn't miss the opportunity of this headline news. They came forward to interview one after another and said: "old prince, I heard that your master has killed the biggest bandit in the Jiangnan area this time. But you have been in the Jiangnan for several months, and you haven't achieved any results. Why did you achieve great success this time? Can you talk about what's going on?"

"Oh, thanks to Lord Yang's help this time, I can take away the bandit nest in one fell swoop."

With a grin, the patron King hugged Yang Feng's shoulder very intimately and praised him: "more than half of the military work this time belongs to Lord Yang. He is thoughtful and goes deep into the tiger's den as an insider. If he doesn't lead the way, I'm afraid I still can't find the enemy's nest, so this time..."

The patron Wang kept on boasting about Yang Feng's presence in the sky and absence in the earth. He was almost invincible in both literature and martial arts. He boasted about Yang Feng almost embarrassed and shook his head humbly.

Looking at this scene, the emperor's whole face was gloomy.

He asked Yang Feng to go to the disaster relief this time, which made Yang Feng full of mistakes and lost his reputation. It would be best if he could put the crime of corruption and bribery on his head.

But who knows that this time he went, not only made no mistakes, but made great contributions.

The imperial court's suppression of bandits was fruitless for several months. He made achievements as soon as he went. Didn't it increase his reputation again?

Uncle Huang, uncle Huang, what the hell are you doing?

The emperor roared angrily, but where did he know that the patron king had already formed an alliance with Yang Feng, the leader of the holy fire sect.

At this moment, his cooperation with Yang Feng's live report is part of the alliance agreement to help lay the folk foundation for the sacred fire religion and facilitate public missionary work in the future