After hearing Mrs. Feng Wu's words, Lan Feng couldn't help but fall into silence.

Looking at the Earl Temple, which was the first-class super-power in the world in the past, even if they were controlled by the United States and had to surrender to the United States to serve them, they would probably not be much weaker now!

Mrs. Feng Wu is the heir to the Earl Temple. If Lan Feng helps Mrs. Feng Wu lead the Earl Temple to break free from the control of the United States and join the Dragon Gate, then this is also a good thing for Lan Feng. After all, the Earl Temple is a great help, and they know a lot of news about the United States!

The United States has always been Lan Feng's enemy, and he will face sooner or later. If all the members of the Earl Temple join, it will be of some help to help him deal with the United States.

Thinking of this, a decisive look appeared in Lan Feng's eyes, he nodded gently, and a faint voice came from his mouth: "I accept your request! When I retake the King's Palace and destroy Limia, I will help your Earl Temple escape from the control of the United States!"

"Thank you sir!"

Hearing Lan Feng's answer, a strong look of ecstasy appeared on Mrs. Feng Wu's beautiful cheeks. She quickly clasped her fists and spoke respectfully at Lan Feng.

"Okay, pack up and prepare to go!"

Lan Feng slowly stood up, stretched lazily, and then pushed the programmer sitting in the wheelchair and walked towards the outside of the villa. Seeing this, Mrs. Feng Wu hurriedly followed closely.

"Sir, I don't know what your plans are next?"

Walking beside Lan Feng and looking at his handsome face as if it was cut by a knife, Mrs. Feng Wu couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

"I made an appointment to meet up on the top of Shenlong Mountain to have a drink. Now there are two days left before the agreed time. I wonder if you have any good suggestions?"

Lan Feng turned his head and asked calmly.

"The people you have made appointments with by the Lord must be all your former subordinates and brothers? To be honest, from the news I learned, I am afraid that this reunion on the top of Shenlong Mountain will disappoint you more or less."'

A strong bitter smile appeared on Mrs. Feng Wu's face, and she paused and continued to speak: "Sir, you don't know that the many things that have happened in the past three years have already made your subordinates, brothers and friends completely lose their fighting spirit and courage. Many people have chosen to retire and be isolated from the world without asking about external affairs. Some are even as self-enclosed as Mr. Programmer. Even if you use the dark official website, they may not be able to see..."

Listening to Mrs. Feng Wu's words, Lan Feng's brow frowned slightly, and he fell on her and continued to wait for the following words.

"After my investigation these days, in addition to finding the news about the programmer, I also found out the news and whereabouts of the Sniper God Shi Tian and the others!"

Mrs. Feng Wu sorted out her thoughts and continued to speak.

"News from Shi Tian and the others?" Lan Feng's eyes flashed.

"That's right, as far as I know, he lives in seclusion in a small village in a down-and-out village, and that direction is just right for the way to Shenlong Mountain. You might as well go and take a look. Maybe there may be unexpected gains!" Mrs. Feng Wu nodded gently and spoke with a smile.

"Since that's the case, then go to that small village as you said and take a look!"

At that moment, Lan Feng nodded gently and spoke without hesitation!

In the evening, the sunset slowly fell from the sky, dyeing half of the sky red, and staged a magnificent and majestic wonderland like a burning cloud.

On a forest path surrounded by green shade, figures were busy shuttled through, including woodcutters carrying firewood and cutting trees, rural farmers carrying baskets, and children chasing flying butterflies. It was really a rare place to rest and recuperate.

Lan Feng pushed the programmer and Mrs. Feng Wu in the wheelchair and strolled in this forest path. Perhaps because of the environmental impact, their heavy mood became much more relaxed.

"Old man, please disturb you. How can you get to Qingyun Village?"

Mrs. Feng Wu walked politely to an old man who had picked vegetables from the ridge with a basket on his back and asked politely.

"Qingyun Village? You keep following this path, then turn around the bend in front and walk straight."

Hearing Mrs. Feng Wu’s question, a simple and kind smile appeared on the old man’s face and spoke with a teasing voice.

"Thank you, old man!"

Mrs. Feng Wu nodded gently to thank her, and then walked with Lan Feng as she followed the old man's instructions toward Qingyun Village in front.

Qingyun Village is located in the southeast of the Dark World, located on a plain, vast and remote. It lives here with many people who are tired of the dispute in the dark world. It is a rare and leisurely place to keep you healthy.

A new thatched hut was built in the innermost part of Qingyun Village. The small thatched hut was particularly simple and was only enough to shelter from the wind and rain.

In front of the small thatched hut is a small yard, with a wooden rattan chair placed inside, and an old man who looks particularly sloppy all over his body lying on it.

Although his face was covered by his messy long hair like straw, he could vaguely see the handsome and sharp outline of his once. His slender figure was wrapped in a torn black windbreaker. Perhaps because he sat in the courtyard for many years and suffered from wind and rain, his clothes and skin were covered with thick moss. From a distance, he looked like a green-haired monster lying on a chair. It was hard to believe and imagine that he was still alive.

In addition, in front of the whetstone placed in the yard, there is a middle-aged man who looks over thirties, his face is full of unique outlines, but he is covered with stubble, and looks particularly vicissitudes.

He was standing in front of the whetstone and sharpened the sharp kitchen knife.

When he almost sharpened the kitchen knife, he stood up with difficulty and limped towards a deer still on the ground. The limping back fell into the eyes of the villagers of the people in the distance, making them feel inexplicably sad and sad, and grateful...

The people in the village did not know the names of the two of them, but they were highly respected by the people in the village. Because the last time the village faced an unprecedented disaster, people clearly saw that it was the one who seemed disabled who took action to resolve the dangers in the village and killed and expelled thousands of monsters who besieged the village in groups. From then on, the village was peaceful...

There is no patriarch in this village, but in the eyes of many villagers, they are the patriarchs in the village, because once they encounter problems that cannot be solved, they will help them, so they also call these two people the village chief and secretary respectively.

The old man sleeping on the chair is the village chief, the middle-aged man with limited mobility is the secretary, and there is also a acting village chief, but he went to the mountain to chop wood.

"Village Chief, Secretary... Someone is here to find you!"

With a crisp and honest sound, four figures appeared slowly outside the small courtyard in the distance.

The guide ahead was a boy who looked like he was eleven or twelve years old. Three figures followed behind him. These three figures were Lan Feng, Mrs. Feng Wu and the programmer who had found this place, who had closed his eyes and sleeping in a wheelchair!

"Big brother, beautiful sister, these two are the village chiefs and secretary in our village! The village chief does not care about the world for some reasons and loves to sleep all year round. If you have any questions, please ask the secretary!"

The little boy led Lan Feng and Mrs. Feng Wu into the yard and spoke respectfully.

Then he walked and bowed and left.

In the yard, Lan Feng stood tall like a javelin. He stared blankly at the old man lying on the rattan chair in front of him and the middle-aged man holding a kitchen knife to kill the deer. However, his fists were only clamped together, and it was pinched and clattered. Tears filled his eyes at some point, making the corners of his eyes moist. At that moment, the cold heart was beaten even faster. The blood flowing in his body also became hot...

Although their temperament and appearance have changed drastically after three years, he still recognized them at first sight because they are his brothers...

The two sloppy old men and middle-aged men in front of us were the partners who had been through life and death with him and called brothers. Their names were called Sniper God Killing Heaven and Ghost Shadow Sky Eye!

"Brother, the sky eye! I'm back!"

Looking at the old man lying on the rattan chair, covered with moss and the middle-aged man with his back facing him and holding a kitchen knife to defecate the deer, Lan Feng rolled his throat and swallowed with difficulty, clenched his fists, and a hoarse voice came from his mouth...

However, Lan Feng's words received no response. The old man lying on the recliner was still lying there, without even moving his fingers. The middle-aged man who was peeling and decomposing the deer with a kitchen knife was still busy with his back to them, and he didn't even look back...

A breeze blew past the yard, causing the leaves of the big locust tree in the middle of the yard to rustle. The yellow leaves in the sky drifted down and fell on them, as if telling a kind of sadness...

Looking at the withered yellow leaves floating all over the sky, looking at the Lan Feng, who was shaking and twitching with his fists, and the old man who was quietly waiting for death like a living dead on a rattan chair, and the middle-aged man holding a kitchen knife to defecate the deer. After hearing Lan Feng's words, Mrs. Feng Wu was stunned...

She never expected that the two sloppy and embarrassed men would be the once mighty and arrogant heroes of the world, the tyrant's sworn brother, the Sniper God Shitian, and the swift and gentleman, the elegant and suave ghostly eyes. This is really unbelievable!

Looking at the three people with their backs and feeling the feeling, she felt an inexplicable sadness and heartache in her heart. Her eyes became wet for some reason, making her stretch out her palm to cover her mouth and prevent tears from leaving from the corners of her eyes.

"Brother, Tianyan, I'm back! I'm the tyrant Lan Feng!"

Seeing the sniper god Shitian who was lying on the rattan chair without any reaction and the ghostly eyes that were still dissipating the deer, Lan Feng yelled again.

"Swish..."

However, there was still no response. The sniper god Shitian was still lying on the rattan chair without moving. The body of the ghostly sky eyes trembled without any trace and returned to normal. He still used a sharp kitchen knife to peel the deer skin, making a sneering sound...

"Brother, it's me. I'm back, brother!"

Seeing this, Lan Feng could no longer remain calm. He rushed to the sniper god Shitian who was lying motionless on the rattan chair, stretched out his palm and shook his shoulders, and a low voice came from his mouth.

However, no matter how Lan Feng shouted and shook, the Sniper God Shi Tian did not react at all. A breeze blew by and blew away the long hair that fell in front of him and covered his face. A vicissitudes of moss-covered face appeared in Lan Feng's sight.

The once arrogant eyes were so empty...

It was empty, falling into Lan Feng's eyes made his whole movements froze and he suddenly stunned...

"Brother!"
Chapter completed!