The team was mighty, the flags were waving, and they walked into Wulong City unimpeded. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Along the way, the idlers avoided as if they had entered a no-man's land, and went straight to the most magnificent mansion in Wulong City.

There are five main entrances, the loach ridge of the bucket tile above, the door and the window, are all finely carved fresh patterns, and there is no vermilion powder decoration, a color of water mill group wall, green willow hanging around, three hanging flower gatehouse!

A man in a brocade robe pulled the reins in his hand, raised his arm to signal stop, and the team that was slowly advancing immediately stopped abruptly, a man in front of the mansion stood with his hands tied, he was over thirty years old, with three long beards under his beard, and a cyan robe set off the elegance, he slowly walked towards the carriage, the carriage curtain opened, and an old man with a majestic face walked out, his face was wrinkled but full of red light, his sideburns were snow-white, and his movements were extremely sensitive, stepping on the back of the servant and stepping down from the carriage.

"Third uncle!" the middle-aged man saluted the old man respectfully.

"Hmm," nodded, the old man didn't have any other words, and the middle-aged man didn't care, obviously knowing what the old man's temperament was.

Leading the old man to walk directly towards the mansion, all the way winding paths, as if coming to other worlds, the beautiful trees are verdant, the strange flowers are shining, a clear stream, from the depths of the flowers and trees zigzag under the stone gaps, the mansion is full of all kinds of scenery.

"The third child is back," an old man walked into the main hall, and an old man smiled, and his smile was extremely bright.

"Big brother,"

"The farthest third has returned, the people have arrived, the eldest brother should give a few brothers an explanation, the ancestors of the road created Wulong City, the ancestors of each house do not know how many people died in the war, and three generations of former servants have built this Wulong City with blood and bones,"

"What the second brother said is right,"

"The glory of Wulong City is the result of the efforts of our various houses, and now although it is the head of the long house, Wulong City is not a long house, but a seven-room share,"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Silence!"

Boss Feng let out a scolding, he glanced around, and then slowly spoke, "The distant ancestor of my Feng family was originally a dart master, and he had an adventure to step into the martial arts and awaken the fire of his life, thus creating my Feng family,"

"This is unremarkable, similar examples happen all the time in the Central Continent, I don't know how many examples occur in a year, the Feng family once prospered because of the distant ancestors, it is not surprising that it will decline after three generations and become the last stream again, but God is fortunate that my Feng family, the distant ancestors have thirteen children, seven men and six women, all of them have become talents, and they are famous in the west, and the world admires them as a good story,"

"In the early days of the establishment of Wulong City, there was a big enemy colluding with horse bandits to attack, and it was my Changfang who attacked the enemy's camp at night and broke it................. Thirty years ago, due to dissatisfaction with Wulong City's monopoly on trade in the west and northwest, the eight gangs jointly conspired, and it was the previous generation of family leaders who heard the news and galloped to kill Wu Busi, the leader of the Jiaolong Gang, and broke the Dajiang Gang non-stop, and the other six gangs broke their alliance to protect the safety of Wulong City. ”

"Big brother, you didn't say the point, why did you provoke Zoroastrianism,"

"My Feng family established Wulong City and gradually monopolized the trade in the northwest of the west and gradually prospered, although it is not among the gate lords in the world, it is also a top family in the west, only under the Zoroastrianism and the Li family in the western holy land,"

"There are a number of holy places and gates in the world, why not?" Boss Feng suddenly stood up, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it, a force of attraction was issued, a scroll of atlas was grabbed by him in his hand, and it was opened slowly and directly, and the map of the central continent was tiled by him in the center of the hall, suspended and standing beside him.

Stretching out his hand and pointing to the west, he continued to preach, "Because the resources of the world are not endless, but there is a fixed number, there are many families, and naturally there are few families, so the holy land and the gate valve have always maintained twelve holy lands and eight gate valves,"

"The four holy lands and three valves supported by the richness in the central part of the country, but the barren west of my country, one holy land and one valve is the limit,"

"The development of my Feng family has fallen into a bottleneck now, and the prosperity will decline, if I can't go further, my Feng family will inevitably usher in decline after prosperity,"

"So big brother, you plan to make the Feng family a gate valve," although it was a question, it was already a positive tone, there were several gate valves and holy places, and the Feng family naturally chose to pull down one of them if they wanted to be on top, and the Feng family was among the families, and the first choice for the top was naturally Zoroastrianism, because in this way the Feng family could get the help of Li Valve, and if other gangs chose to be on top, it would naturally be Li Valve.

"Yes, my Feng family can prosper forever because my Feng family has always dared to break through and not be satisfied with the status quo, Wulong City has gradually become the pillar of the northwest of the west from a small city in the west, and some of the Zhang family and the Ma family that were alongside my Feng family back then have disappeared now, even if they haven't disappeared, they have long lost their former glory,"

"But the current Wulong City catastrophe, it was not me who took the lead, but the Zoroastrian Sect that started first," Boss Feng finally changed his words and began to explain the current situation, "My Feng family's style of doing things has long been known to the world, and when it has developed to this point, it will naturally launch an impact on Zoroastrianism, it is precisely because of this that the Zoroastrian Sect took the lead, and without waiting for my Feng family to be ready, he directly organized the remnants of the original eight gangs to make trouble in Wulong City,"

"It's my fault brother," Feng Lao Er apologized to Feng Boss, the tense situation disappeared without a trace, and the atmosphere was once again happy, and the two sides began to discuss how to deal with the remnants of the Eight Gangs and the Zoroastrians.

Yang Qifeng watched all this coldly, the Feng family, as the protagonist, occupied a lot of position in this curtain, but it was only the opening protagonist, and it was definitely not the final protagonist.

Great luck must be lucky, there will never be a large number of people in peacetime, after all, the atmosphere also needs the foil of the times, heroes in troubled times, even if there are heroes in peacetime, it is also a useless place for heroes in the dragon trapped shoals, such as Han Gaozu and Ming Hongwu If they were not born in troubled times, the two of them would definitely have no great creation in the era of peace.

The curtain opened, the world was chaotic, which gave Yang Qifeng a sense of coincidence, the timing of his arrival was too coincidental, just came to this star, and he caught up with the prelude to the chaos of the world, Yang Qifeng didn't believe in such a coincidence, this is definitely the result of someone pinching the fire, who he already knows in his heart.

Late at night, Yang Qifeng walked out of the main hall, left the city lord's mansion in the long house, returned to his three-room mansion, and expelled the maids to shield the surroundings.

But he threw Feng Laosan out, Yang Qifeng He didn't kill him, this Fang Xingchen's level is not low, if Feng Laosan dies, there will naturally be a secret method that can sense it, and with a light touch on Feng Laosan's forehead, Feng Laosan's mouth squirmed, and his eyes began to slowly tell all his circumstances, so that Yang Qifeng was no longer unfamiliar with the disguised identity.