Chapter 1991

In recent days, chen fan hardly had a rest. During the day, he went off to train his soldiers. At night, he dealt with many political affairs in the rear.

Now that he has mastered the 19 states of Dachen, it is obviously impossible for him to become a shopkeeper after mastering it. Therefore, almost every day, his desk work is piled up like a mountain, and countless things are waiting for him to solve.

Not only that, but also chen fan has to patrol the night from time to time, chatting with the soldiers, talking to each other, and occasionally boasting and farting with everyone. This is also a good way to improve the morale.

Today's is really some tired, for days of heavy pressure and worry about Ling Feiyang, let him look very ugly.

Thanks to Russell's Presence tonight, he rubbed his head for Chen fan to relieve the pressure.

Feel cold fingers, constantly pressing on his head, chen fan inexplicably produced bursts of peace of mind.

He didn't get angry that Russell and Fang Bingxin came together to "assassinate" himself. In fact, it was that assassination that completely awakened chen fan.

Pan Heng in the mind of all kinds of things, chen fan gradually fainted in the past, the hands of the memorial also fell on the ground.

Looking at the work piled up on the desk, Russell didn't mean to wake up Chen fan. He was still gently massaging his head.

But time did not go by long, Weng Yan ran from the outside world in a hurry.

"Little master, little master is not good!"

Suddenly, chen fan opened his eyes, and without hesitation, he took out the sword of life and death and the magic gun from his storage bag. The power of terror surged around him, and a pair of tiger eyes swept across his body!

"But there was an attack

He asked questions directly, but Weng Yan was short of breath because he kept running.

"Fei... Fei is so, is... Ling Feiyang. He..."

"what's wrong with Feiyang?"

Hearing Weng Yan mention Ling Feiyang's name, chen fan's heart cluttered, immediately associated with a lot of things.

Decadent sitting on the chair, chen fan's eyes turned red in an instant.

"Sure enough, it still can't, Feiyang, and left me?"

"My Lord, do you think that's how I die?"

As soon as Chen Fan's voice fell, he heard Ling Feiyang's voice. Then a young general in prison uniform and dishevelled hair appeared in front of Chen fan.

"Flying!"

One step across the table, hurriedly holding Ling Feiyang's two arms to look around, the mouth is constantly asking whether there is any danger in mincheng.

Seeing this, Ling Feiyang was also very moved. He said, "thank you for this. If it wasn't for your letter, I'm afraid Feiyang would have no life to serve him any more."

"Good, good!"

After saying three good words in a row, chen fan's haze was finally swept away at the moment. He gave Ling Feiyang a fierce hug and kept mumbling to himself: "just come back, just come back..."

"is it my son, I'm coming back, son, you're back at last!"

When Chen Fan and Ling Feiyang communicate, Ling Feng's voice comes from outside the military tent.

He was in the same state, and now he was dishevelled and haggard.

But after hearing that Ling Feiyang came back, Ling Feng came to see his children for the first time.

Pity the world's parents, Ling Feng did not refuse Chen Fan's task to Ling Feiyang, because there is great righteousness in his heart.

Now I know that my child is back, and I come here in such a hurry because of the deep love of licking the calf.

At this moment, Ling Feng didn't care about any etiquette. As soon as he reached out and hugged chen fan and Ling Feiyang, the whole person was in tears and couldn't do it by himself.

In the end, even Ling Feiyang was a little embarrassed, embarrassed to open his mouth and said: "that... Lord, father, can we wait for a while to hold, here are so many people, it's very embarrassing."

Chen fan also knew that he was impolite. He let go of Ling Feiyang and unconsciously looked back at Russell.

I saw the corner of each other's mouth, also emerged a smile, and at this moment, this smile in Chen Fan's eyes, no less than a hundred flowers in full bloom.