On the way back, chen fan's mind has been filled with various thoughts.

With Jiang yunzhan's death, he got the magic gun, which means everything in xuanjing is coming to an end.

What will be faced immediately is the decisive battle with the burning slave!

Thinking of this, chen fan suddenly changed direction, went to Mujia Shifang Lingshi vein to have a look.

It was the little red tomb where Chen Fan was persecuted by the burning slaves when he first met them.

Today, chen fan still clearly remembers that little red that full of sad smile, and in front of her suicide scene.

The burning slave destroyed her home, defiled her body and destroyed her will.

Xiaohong has hatred and resentment in her heart, so she chooses to clear her mind by death and keep her stubborn and strong by death.

Chen Fan once swore in front of xiaohongfen that one day he would come here with the head of Da Shanyu and offer a glass of thin wine to Xiaohong.

"I avenged you

When she came to Xiaohong's tomb again, a lonely tomb was repaired very well. Obviously, Mu Wanrong always remembered Chen Fan's request. She not only prohibited people from disturbing the solitary tomb, but also sent people to repair it from time to time.

Chen Fan stood alone in front of xiaohongfen for a long time, and many past events appeared in his mind.

At that time, he was just a poor boy who was worthless. Even if he said that he wanted to destroy the burning slaves, it might seem to many people that he was just a little arrogant.

But now, in just two or three years, chen fan has become the Regent of Da Xuan, holding the military and political power.

One's combat power has reached the peak level of the second killing Wuling.

Now looking back at the promise of that year, who dares to laugh at Chen Fan's arrogance?

All along, chen fan has been adhering to a obsession, that is to burn slaves, is not invincible, no one is invincible!

Truly invincible... Is the heart!

Taking a deep breath, Chen Fande said to the shares in front of him: "I will come back soon!"

After that, chen fan flew away and went directly back to his residence. With Zhuge Yun's personal research and help to polish, he wrote down the war call of the great Xuan, which inspired generations of people's hearts!

"In the northern border of great Xuan, the burning slaves ran rampant. They drank blood and hair, wore their hair and left lapel, rode wolves and crossed curved swords. They wreaked havoc for more than 30 years. As a result, the people's livelihood along the border of Da Xuan was withered and people's lives were ruined."

"The people in sixteen cities of Youzhou were displaced and trampled by burning slaves for years. The people howled night and night, like the blood of a cuckoo, and they wanted to cry."

"Chen once set foot on the Northern Wilderness in his years, and the common people all hoped that the king's teacher would settle in the north. However, in the future, there will be no hope in the north, and Daxuan will be caught in the wind and rain. There are treacherous parties inside and burning slaves outside. Fortunately, God bless Da Xuan. Today, the country will be peaceful and the people will be safe, and the treacherous party will be destroyed, and the sea and Yan River in the territory of Da Xuan will be restored! "

"Today, Da Xuan has been recuperating for a long time. All the generals are waiting for the day and practicing day by day. Chen has devoted all his strength to resist it! Blood is the only way to repay the shame of his years and the hatred of the past

"Chen's body is not equal to a million grand masters, but now he is begging for 800 thousand soldiers to march northward."

"The battle of this war is for the north, and the Northern Wilderness is uncertain. Chen remonstrated it with blood, and now he has made a military order to invite the whole country to observe it together! Seven days later, in xuanjing school yard, Chen ordered a general and pointed his sword at the northern wasteland. He sacrificed and killed the four sides and carried the heavenly power to save the people, just like a law