Chapter 915 Bad things

"You, how do you know that my name is General Owl..."

Ye Fan's words made Ling Long stunned. 6̳̳

"I remember you." Ye Fan just smiled. He had seen very little about Ling Long in this life. He had met him a few times by chance when he first entered school.

In his previous life, he was one of the few celebrities in Pingcheng. He was admitted to the military academy with the first place in Pingcheng. Later, he entered the front line, was brave and good at fighting, and became a commander early.

As for the title of General Owl, it was a nickname given to him because he always liked to look at people with his hands behind his back.

"Are you in charge of Feiliu City now?" Ye Fan asked, patting Ling Long.

"Yes, it was originally commanded by the city lord, but later the city lord died in battle..." Ling Long replied. Facing Ye Fan at close range, he was a little embarrassed.

"Ye Fan, have you been crowned king now?"

"I have a title, but I haven't reached the level yet." Ye Fan waved his hand and walked towards the city: "There should be a place to rest in the city."

"Yes, there is." Ling Long hurriedly followed.

"Qiongqi, you stay here to guard." Just as Qiongqi was about to leave, Ye Fan's voice came.

"Just because I'm not a human, you really don't treat me as a human? I haven't even eaten yet?" Qiongqi was dissatisfied, but Ye Fan was indifferent. Seeing him walking farther and farther, Qiongqi roared:

"You will accumulate bad consequences if you abuse the beast, and you will go to hell in the future!!"

"Ye Fan!! Come back to me!!"

"..."

"I didn't expect that the legendary Qiongqi would be a bit of a mouth..." Following Ye Fan, Ling Long shrank his head at the roar of Qiongqi behind him.

"Don't worry about it." Ye Fan waved his hand. He naturally wouldn't worry about Qiongqi. With this guy's ability, he can get along anywhere.

One night, it is estimated that there will be a bunch of believers around it tomorrow.

"Too many people died."

Walking in the city, the ruined scene came into view. Under the flames of war, there was no good house in the city. The ground was full of starving people, and many people were naked.

"It's almost time to run out of energy." As a leader, Ling Long was even more sad about this scene: "Even if the beast tide is repelled, Feiliu City may not be able to hold on for long."

After saying this, Ling Long whispered: "Ye Fan, you are from the inland, I don't know much about the situation in the inland."

"Is the inland going to send troops to help the front line?"

"Inland..." This question made Ye Fan silent.

He couldn't answer, and the answer was enough to make everyone despair.

"It should be soon." After consideration, Ye Fan looked at Ling Long: "The inland is also concerned about the situation on the front line."

"That's good." The seemingly ambiguous answer made Ling Long feel relieved, and he was quite fortunate: "As long as the inland has not forgotten us."

"Although the front line is tense, it's just that there is no one. When the inland sends troops, we can fight back at any time!"

"We can definitely fight back." Ye Fan nodded, and as he was walking, a woman suddenly rushed up to him on the side of the road.

"Sir, give me something to eat!" The woman was so hungry that she looked unrecognizable, but she could still vaguely see that she was pretty. Seeing Ye Fan at this moment, perhaps because Ling Long followed her and discovered that Ye Fan was unusual, she grabbed Ye Fan's trouser leg as if she had grabbed a life-saving straw. "What are you doing? Ye Fan just saved Feiliu City." Ling Long hurriedly tried to pull the woman away, but the woman held on tightly, as if she knew this was her last chance. "Ah, you!" Ling Long was anxious, but Ye Fan stopped him at this time. Looking at the woman's appearance, he squatted down thoughtfully. "What's your name?" "Sir, my name is Feixue, Zhang Feixue." The woman answered, and her voice was a little weak because of hunger. "Feixue..." Ye Fan pondered for a moment, as if he remembered something: "Are you the daughter of Zhang Shichun, the governor of Hebei?"

"Ah?" Zhang Feixue was shocked, "Sir, how do you recognize me?"

"That's right." Ye Fan nodded, casually took out a few spiritual fruits, "You eat first."

"Here!" Zhang Feixue was even more shocked when a few spiritual fruits appeared in front of him. For a moment, he was a little afraid to take them, "This is too precious."

"You are qualified." Ye Fan just pushed the spiritual fruit into Zhang Feixue's hand.

"Thank you, thank you, sir." Zhang Feixue was so evil that she no longer refused, grabbed the spiritual fruit, and devoured it.

"Ye Fan, this..." Ling Long showed a puzzled look on the side.

A few spiritual fruits, just give them to others casually?

"It's okay." Ye Fan shook his head, and Zhang Feixue just ate them quietly.

Hebei Governor Zhang Shichun, when Kyoto was besieged, he was the first person to lead troops to help.

The battle of Zhaoyang Pass killed the last loyal ministers and generals of the human race. Before the end, Ye Fan promised these people that he would take care of their families. After returning to Nanchuan, he saved everyone's family files.

And Zhang Feixue was the first one he saved.

"Why are you at the front line?" After Zhang Feixue finished eating the spiritual fruit, Ye Fan continued to ask: "Shouldn't you stay in Hebei?"

"There are many mountains outside Hebei. My father did not come back after supporting Zhaoyang Pass. The city was empty. The bandits in the mountains took advantage of this time to go down the mountain to burn, kill and loot. My mother was ill for a long time and asked me to come to the front line to seek refuge with my uncle before she died."

After eating the spiritual fruit, Zhang Feixue's complexion improved a lot. Facing Ye Fan's question, she replied: "I came to the front line to settle down for a while, but Storm City was silent some time ago. My uncle led his troops to support it, but unfortunately died in the sudden outbreak of the beast tide."

Speaking of this, Zhang Feixue couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "After my uncle died, the city was destroyed. I followed the other people in the city to escape and fled here."

"In this way..." After hearing this and looking at the unkempt and skinny Zhang Feixue in front of him, Ye Fan sighed slightly.

"For a loyal man like Governor Zhang, the human race should have ensured that his descendants would have enough food and clothing."

"No problem." Ling Long agreed. From the sidelines, he roughly figured out Zhang Feixue's origin.

The children of a martyr.

"Take me back to the interior?" Zhang Feixue was stunned, "Where are you going, Hebei?"

"Nanchuan."

Ye Fan waved his hand and stopped staying.

"A place where people can live well in troubled times."

…

"Several peak-of-Glory beasts appeared in King Ming's battle line, repelling the beast tide in various cities?"

In the King's camp, looking at the information coming from him, the King was a little unimaginable.

"They all belong to Ye Fan? Isn't that kid in the North? Why is he here at the front line?"

"He is close to Prince Ming. He must have received news from Prince Ming and came to help Prince Ming." Beside him, a thin man with heavy dark circles under his eyes said, "This kid might ruin our big event."

"Aren't we on tight guard? How did that boy Ye Fan receive news from Prince Ming when he was in the interior?"

"The key now is not how he received the news, but what should we do?" King Zhen was slightly anxious: "If we let him rescue King Ming, we may not be able to handle our affairs."

"Then don't let him enter Storm City." The thin man replied, unexpectedly decisive.

"You won't let in if you say you won't let in?" King Zhen said: "Ye Fan has always been a lawless master. He dared to take so many actions when the court was still there. Now that the court is gone, I'm afraid no one can restrain him. "

"This is the front line, what can he do?" The thin man was disdainful: "Even King Zhan Tian was the same back then..."

"Shh." King Zhen hurriedly covered the man's mouth, "King Li, please stop talking."

"You are really getting more and more timid now." King Li looked dissatisfied, but did not continue.

"When I went to meet him, he was wondering how difficult a kid in his early twenties can be to deal with."

"That boy is different..." King Zhen wanted to remind him, but King Li was already walking outside the tent. He hesitated for a while, and finally thought that King Li had always been disobedient, so he could only say:

"Then be careful."

"I know." King Li's voice came from outside the camp, and it seemed that he had already left.

"This is King Li." King Zhen had no choice but to turn around and look at King Ye who was written on each piece of information. He felt flustered for no reason, and an indescribable feeling of uneasiness emerged in his heart.

How could he get the news with such a dragnet?