Volume 3 The Road to Rise Chapter 199 Worship Godfather and Hug Thighs

"Old Marshal, this way please!"

Passing through the poisonous dragon array, under the leadership of Zhuo Fan, the five of them came to the top of Heifeng Mountain all the way. But in front of them, there was no splendid and tall mansion gate of ordinary aristocratic families, but a simple gate like a military camp instead.

At the same time, deafening shouts of killing entered their ears.

Frowning involuntarily, the five of them looked at each other suspiciously. This Luo family, what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?

With a light grin, Zhuo Fan made a gesture of invitation to the inside: "Hehehe... Don't be offended by the old marshal. There were gangsters attacking the Luo family before, and now all the Luo family is ready. Especially the guards, who are practicing day and night The old marshal is the god of war in Tianyu, is he interested in giving advice to me, Luo Jiaerlang? Then I, the Luo family, are really grateful."

With that said, Zhuo Fan bowed again.

Dugu Zhantian frowned, pondered for a while, and nodded slightly. Firstly, he wanted to see what the Luo family was up to, and secondly, he really wanted to find out the details of the Luo family.

What kind of existence is it that can make the emperor attach so much importance to the family that hastily transferred him back from the border to protect.

So as Zhuo Fan entered the gate, the five of them came to the Luo family mansion. But what surprised them was that not only the gate of the Luo family had become a gate, but there were no buildings inside. They were all military tents, just like a team marching in the field.

That's right, in just three days, Zhuo Fan tore down all the rooms of Luo's house and replaced them with marching tents, just to be able to speak with the old Marshal Dugu and have even a little sense of intimacy.

Just because Dugu Zhantian has been marching for many years, the time spent living in a tent is probably much longer than living in a room made of wood and stone. Naturally, he has a more intimate feeling for this tent.

This can be regarded as a kind of flattery, and it is just a hidden flattery.

Sure enough, Dugu Zhantian looked around, shook his shoulders, and nodded slightly inadvertently. Seeing this, Zhuo Fan remained calm, but the corner of his mouth slightly raised a strange arc, and continued to lead the way.

Soon, everyone came to Luo's martial arts arena, where Commander Pang was practicing with a group of guards like soldiers. Most of them are just young children, but every move is full of strength, and the eyes full of evil spirits are full of ruthlessness, like veterans who have fought for decades on the battlefield.

Seeing this scene, even Dugu Zhantian couldn't help being moved. It was hard for him to imagine how a child of this age, some even less than ten years old, could hone such resolute eyes?

He has led the army for decades, and he thinks he is good at running the army, and there is absolutely no way to turn a group of recruits into veterans with such a resolute look in a short period of time.

But I never expected that someone in the Luo family in this remote village could do it. Sure enough, there is an expert in the mountains!

At this moment, he wanted to see the person behind the Luo family even more.

But how did he know that the reason why these young children showed perseverance and ruthlessness far beyond their age group was entirely due to the practice of the magic formula.

And those children who are not strong-willed, either died, turned into a pile of bones, or were completely useless with broken tendons. The people he saw in front of him were all top-notch people who had escaped from the brink of life and death, how could they not be firm in their will!

"Old Marshal, our Luo family, a third-rate family, has just encountered a catastrophe, and only some remnants and defeated generals are left to practice here. It really makes you laugh." Zhuo Fan bowed slightly, sighed deliberately, and said modestly.

But Dugu Zhantian waved his hands hastily, and said calmly: "No, no, you don't have to do this. Although these boys are not good at cultivation, but all of them have clear eyes, they are definitely elite soldiers among elite soldiers. If they are old and weak soldiers, Then the original guards of your Luo family are all monster legions, so you still use this old man to help you?"

Zhuo Fan couldn't help but blinked and smiled dumbly.

It seems that Marshal Dugu is quite pragmatic and doesn't like emptiness, no wonder he can become the God of War in Tianyu. Sure enough, the outside and the inside are the same, upright and upright.

Zhuo Fan nodded secretly, gaining another understanding of the old marshal's character.

"Then, old marshal, please don't hesitate to teach me and give advice to our son-in-law."

"No need! In front of your Luo family, even the old man would not dare to fight with the axe!" With a light wave of his hand, Dugu Zhantian laughed loudly: "Butler Zhuo, the old man just wants to see the master of your Luo family. What is it? Not to mention the people who can set up four five-level formations around them, they can also easily train these youngsters into elite teachers. Old man, I really want to pay my respects in person!"

As soon as this remark came out, the four of Dugufeng turned pale with shock.

Their marshal is the Tianyu God of War. Who in the world can outdo them in the process of governing the army? But now, the old marshal actually lowered his figure and said that he wanted to see him. Obviously, he was really ashamed of himself.

Who is behind this Luo family, who is so capable. Just trained a team of guards, and completely convinced the majestic God of War?

The four of them looked at each other with horror, but when they looked at the Luo family guards again, they all sighed. This small group of guards is indeed much stronger than their elite soldiers, no wonder the marshal would...

With a bright light in his eyes, Zhuo Fan grinned and nodded slightly: "Since the old marshal is so eager, please come with me, presumably our Patriarch is also in a hurry."

With that said, Zhuo Fan continued to lead the way and walked deep into the camp, while the rest of the people followed closely. But none of them felt that they were being led by the nose by Zhuo Fan along the way...

"Soldiers, the great affairs of the country, the place of death and life, the way of survival

, must be observed. Therefore, five things are used in the scriptures, and they are collated and calculated to find out their feelings: one is called Dao, the other is called heaven, and the third is called earth..."

Suddenly, there was a hearty reading sound.

Dugu Zhantian stopped slightly, and murmured: "This is a passage in the Art of War, Beginning to Count. Who is reciting the art of war?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, the young master has been on the horse for ten hours, and it's time to rest!" Zhuo Fan slapped his head, as if he just remembered something, and immediately changed the direction of walking, and walked to another place. It seemed that in an instant, they were left behind.

Dugu Zhantian and the others pondered for a while, then followed.

Soon, everyone came to a small courtyard, and what caught their eyes was a young man with a bowl on his head, squatting with straight hands. And on both arms and legs, there are two bowls respectively, with clear wine still poured in them.

There was a small shiny dagger stuck under his buttocks, as long as his legs were weak and he fell, he would end up with an asshole in minutes. But even so, he still had to recite the art of war aloud while pursing his mouth.

Dugu Zhantian couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and said doubtfully, "Butler Zhuo, this is..."

"Hehehe... The young master of our Luo family, Luo Yunhai!"

Can't help chuckling, Zhuo Fan said lightly: "All of us in the Luo family respect the name of Marshal Dugu as the god of war, so the whole family is demanding themselves militarily. Especially the young master, he is required to train , while reciting the book of war, so that in the future I can go to the old marshal under your command!"

Dugu Zhantian blinked his eyes in bewilderment, puzzled in his heart, the master of the Luo family is so good at training soldiers, why did he ask his son to join me? There is a sense of mystery in the whole family, what the hell is going on?

Then, Zhuo Fan gave another cheap laugh, and tentatively said: "Old Marshal, our young master has defected to you, do you always accept it?"

"Uh, of course, young people are willing to contribute to the country and fight on the battlefield..."

"Okay, that's great!"

However, before Dugu Zhantian finished speaking, Zhuo Fan yelled loudly, came to Luo Yunhai, pulled him up and said, "Master, what are you still doing, the old marshal Dugu is willing to accept you, hurry up Pour a cup of tea!"

"Yes!"

Luo Yunhai nodded, and ran out excitedly, like a bird escaping from a cage. Finally, there is no need to stride anymore, I am really exhausted.

Dugu Zhantian was a little dazed, he just said it casually, why, he really wants to go to this old man!

"Uh, Steward Zhuo, just now this is..."

"Old Marshal Dugu, you don't need to say anything. If my master knows that the young master is favored by you, he will be grateful to you for the rest of his life. You don't know, this is my master's lifelong wish..."

Zhuo Fan tightly held Dugu Zhantian's broad palm, tears of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he was about to cry with joy. Dugu Zhantian wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bear to say it.

Why don't you just accept a soldier, and seeing that this kid has good qualifications, maybe he will do something in the future, so he will accept it. So he sighed and nodded slightly.

However, at this moment, there was another scream: "Old Marshal Dugu, it's really you?"

Turning around and looking, I saw Luo Yunshang appeared here at some point, covering Tan's mouth lightly with both hands, looking at this place in shock, his whole body trembling with excitement.

Zhuo Fan couldn't help but twitched his cheeks, and murmured in his heart, what an exaggerated acting skill!

"Butler Zhuo, this is..."

"Oh, I haven't introduced you yet. This is our eldest lady, Luo Yunshang!" Zhuo Fan nodded slightly to Dugu Zhantian, and came to Luo Yunshang, telling what happened just now.

Luo Yunshang's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he couldn't help jumping up, full of excitement, but he didn't have the usual ladylike demeanor.

The corner of Zhuo Fan's mouth twitched, and he murmured in a low voice: "Okay, the show is too much!"

Luo Yunshang froze for a moment, then restrained his agitated expression, and nodded apologetically to Dugu Zhantian and the others. Dugu Zhantian also smiled kindly and didn't mind.

However, the four of Dugufeng looked at Luo Yunshang with extraordinary splendor. Especially the third child, his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Zhuo Fan had a panoramic view of everything and secretly smiled.

Sure enough, after serving in the army for three years, it is true that a sow competes with Diaochan. What's more, Luo Yunshang is a rare beauty.

So, Zhuo Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Dugu Zhantian again and said, "Old Marshal Dugu, it is really a great joy for my Luo family that you can accept our young master today. Why don't we be more happy, how about getting married?" ?”

What, get married?

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Luo Yunshang beside Zhuo Fan, the faces of Dugufeng and the others were a little flushed. Dugu Zhantian caressed his beard, then looked at Luo Yunshang, who was full of expectations, and said, "It's just that I don't know what Patriarch Luo means..."

"Don't worry, my father will definitely agree, this is his expectation for many years!" Luo Yunshang said anxiously.

Dugu Zhantian looked at the four people beside him again, and saw that the four seemed a little shy, but they didn't object. Especially the third child, Dugu Huo, whose longing was about to erupt like a volcano.

Dugu Zhantian thought about it, his four adopted sons, who had fought with him for decades, had passed and they should have a family. So he smiled and nodded: "Since Patriarch Luo is willing, the old man is of course very happy!"

As soon as these words came out, the four of Dugu Feng immediately grabbed their fists and shook their bodies with excitement, but they didn't know which of the four of them would be lucky enough to marry this young lady.

Zhuo Fan's eyes flashed brightly, revealing a

A weird smile.

At this time, Luo Yunhai also came back with a tea bowl. Seeing Zhuo Fan nodding to him, he knelt down on one knee and presented it to Dugu Zhantian.

Dugu Zhantian was in good spirits on a happy occasion, so he didn't take it too seriously, so he picked up the tea bowl and drank it down in one gulp.

But who would have thought that at this moment, Luo Yunhai's resounding voice spread throughout the ears of everyone present: "Baby Luo Yunhai, see foster father!"

puff!

Dugu Zhantian staggered, and the whole bowl of tea that he had just drank in his mouth was sprayed out in an instant...