Chapter 135 The Face of a Man and the Peach Blossoms Complement Each Other

Come and go in a hurry.

Under the gaze of Fang Min, Qing Wenxi and others, Fang Yang rode on the Frost Horse and left with his subordinates, swift and resolute.

"I really don't know how he will grow up when I see him again next time..." Chen Xing looked at the white-robed figure from afar, feeling emotional.

His words immediately made Chen Yuan, Qing Wenxi and others fall into deep thought.

Yes, Fang Yang is now enough to compete with the third-level strongman just by activating the slave way.

And who knows how powerful his more amazing thunder and fire attack technique will be?

Not many people know.

But they know that Fang Yang's strength is definitely stronger than the King of Beasts.

After all, no matter how powerful the pets such as the White Feather Eagle are, they will never be more powerful than Fang Yang, the master.

"Within 28 years, a Taoist seed will emerge and take back the Carp Eagle Blessed Land, fulfilling the wishes of the elders..."

Fang Min's pair of eyes flashed with a resolute light: "This matter should be left to me and Uncle Haozhi. Ayang, you will grow up slowly!"

Under the gaze of a group of relatives and friends, Fang Yang's figure gradually walked away.

Finally, Fang Yang's figure disappeared and dissipated at the Wuxi Ferry.

...

Two days later.

The autumn sky was full of murderous atmosphere.

The army led by Fang Yang suddenly slowed down its pace and showed a siege posture.

Because they encountered a group of wild Zhuyan wolves, and there was a beast king among them!

Although it was a Zhuyan wolf beast king, the number of this group of Zhuyan wolves was definitely more than a thousand.

"Beast king? Haha, just to test my slave attainments."

Fang Yang stopped the soldiers' desire to slaughter.

He lightly pinched the seal, and a blood boat quickly condensed in his empty sea of ​​true energy.

Then, the sea level of true energy dropped, and the blood boat glowed.

At the same time, in the sky, the white-feathered eagle cried.

A group of flying eagles followed suit and flew, besieging the Zhuyan Wolf Pack.

Except for the Zhuyan Wolf King of Beasts and some other Zhuyan Wolves, who could spit out fireballs to fight back.

The rest of the Zhuyan Wolves were helpless against the eagles.

They could only let the hurricane attack, blowing them over and flying again and again...

Even the Zhuyan Wolf King of Beasts was temporarily suppressed by the white-feathered eagle blessed by the eagles!

"Zhilingwu is really a god, and his slave skills have improved rapidly, and he can control thousands of eagles." Hong Qishang said with emotion.

He couldn't believe it. If Fang Yang really took the path of slavery, what kind of glory would he bloom?

At the very least, the famous "Master of Slavery" Chang Ruhui is far inferior to Fang Yang.

With the help of Chen Kui, Chang Ruhui can enslave millions of wolves.

But Fang Yang can probably do it easily with his own strength.

It is not an exaggeration to praise Fang Yang for enslaving ferocious beasts, the more the better!

The eagles and wolves howling here attracted Fang Duanhai and others who were patrolling the grassland.

When Fang Duanhai and others saw Fang Yang easily suppress the Zhuyan wolves, they all showed incredible expressions on their faces.

"This group of Zhuyan wolves has been in a stalemate with us for a long time."

"Yes, I didn't expect that the adults could control the flying eagles to suppress them just by themselves. It's too exaggerated."

"Zhi Lingwu has only been on the road of cultivation for less than two years this year, and he has grown to this point. It's unbelievable."

"You may not believe it, I seem to see a peerless warrior who is roaming the world, riding a horse and slowly walking towards me..."

A thousand holes, flattery will never be worn out.

This group of soldiers immediately praised Fang Yang.

It is incredible that some people know they are praising, but some people believe that Fang Yang can really do it.

It can only be said that the various brilliant deeds created by Fang Yang have brought great confidence to his followers.

Regardless of whether Sen Wei comes out of retreat or not, and whether Sheng Kai can be resurrected.

For now, Fang Yang's invincible golden body has not been broken by anyone!

…

After returning to the Leran grassland, Fang Yang distributed military merits, inspected the defense line, inspected the Frost Stone Valley and other matters.

Afterwards, he returned to the White Feather Eagle Tribe.

Fang Yang was like an iron man, and did not recuperate after the war like Hong Qishang and others.

At this moment, he was inspecting the White Feather Eagle Tribe accompanied by Lu Yao.

"Your Excellency, in the past six months, more than 500 warriors of our White Feather Eagle tribe have successfully awakened."

"In terms of awakened warriors alone, the tribe has reached a thousand people, which is the most among the tribes in the Leran Grassland!"

Under the leadership of Lu Yao, Fang Yang saw the soldiers being trained by Uncle Fang Qi.

Just as Lu Yao said, each of these soldiers was strong and energetic.

This group of soldiers is his most core team!

"Not bad, very good." Fang Yang nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, he turned around and walked towards the eagle's nest.

Lu Yao hurriedly followed and said, "Regarding the eagle's nest, we have trained it properly.

Now we have raised 126 white-feathered eagle cubs, 304 black water eagles, and nearly 2,000 ordinary flying eagles.

The trade of flying eagles has become a major issue for our tribe..."

Speaking of matters related to the white-feathered eagle and other eagle nests, Lu Yao's face was full of pride.

Ever since the White-Feathered Eagle showed its might at the Can River Festival, the name of the White-Feathered Eagle as a vicious beast has spread throughout the army.

The White-Feathered Eagle tribe has also become famous far and wide.

Now, when large and small tribes do business with their White Feather Eagle tribe, everyone will look down on their tribe.

Even the sons of the Golden Family will only recognize them as the White Feathered Eagle tribe when they buy White Feathered Eagle cubs!

"Brother, why are you here?" Fang Xuan was extremely shocked.

His words interrupted Lu Yao's reporting work.

In the dim Eagle Nest No. 2, the eagle feathers were flying and the feathers were covered with feathers.

Fang Xuan, who was inside, was dirty all over.

Even his hair had lost its luster and smoothness and had become dry and stiff.

No one could tell that he was still the more confident Fang Xuan.

But at this moment, he was communicating frequently with the Blackwater Eagles and was extremely active.

He really only wanted to study the essential skills of slave Dao.

Now, when he saw Fang Yang's arrival, he suddenly felt a little ashamed, especially since the environment around him was so dirty.

He really didn't want Fang Yang to see him in such a mess.

"I came here specifically to see you. If you encounter any slave problems, you can tell me. Maybe I can help..."

Fang Yang stepped into the sewage without hesitation and came to his cousin Fang Xuan, not caring about the messy environment at all.

Fang Yang's performance suddenly made Fang Xuan feel warm in his heart.

In fact, Fang Xuan really wanted to give up the path of slavery.

We only see people enjoying happiness, but we don’t see people suffering.

Every slave cultivator's majesty on the battlefield is basically due to countless hardships.

Fang Yang was entrusted by Uncle Qi to cheer up his cousin Fang Xuan.

"Well, thank you, brother, I will work hard." Fang Xuan's nose felt sore and he rubbed it uncomfortably.

Later, the cousins ​​communicated here and studied together how to enslave the Black Water Eagle.

Lu Yao from behind looked thoughtful when he saw it.

From noon to the afternoon, Fang Yang stayed here, imparting his experience in slavery, and Fang Xuan suddenly felt that he had gained a lot.

Dusk.

The setting sun is lingering.

A ray of red light shines on Lu Yao's figure.

Lu Yao has a graceful figure and graceful curves. Under the blush, her body glows faintly and has a beautiful charm.

"This is the seed of the [Frozen Peach Blossom Tree]. I don't have much time to take care of it, so I will leave it to you to take care of."

"It is a third-level spiritual plant. Just cultivate it boldly, don't be timid."

"I hope that in the spring of next year, you can invite me to watch the peach blossoms bloom..."

Fang Yang smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Finally, this time he did not draw the pie again.

Lu Yao felt the remaining warmth in her hands and still felt dazed.

A third-level spiritual plant, could Fang Yang just leave it to her to take care of it without any supervision or any other back-up support?

At this moment, the satisfaction of being trusted by Fang Yang filled her heart, filling her to the brim.

"Yeah!" A smile broke out on her face.

It can be said that the human face and peach blossoms complement each other, which is extremely beautiful.

Even Fang Yang's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise.