Seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck starts with the Golden Family

Chapter 69 Dongfang Mobai
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The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the rain fell like a waterfall, pouring onto the earth like a vast ocean.

Holding an oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Fang Yang slowly walked out of Xuan'ao's study, boarded the carriage, and headed towards the White Feather Eagle station.

boom--

A giant pillar of thunder swam like a silver snake and instantly cut through the dark sky.

It made the earth bright for a moment, and also caused the four elders in the Xuan'ao study to raise their heads.

"They say spring rain is as precious as oil. Spring has arrived again. I don't know if the clan will let those newly awakened babies come out this year." Elder Huage sighed with emotion.

"I think the dolls don't need to come out anymore. It would be good to let them come out again when we are about to unify the Xuan Yu and open the Xuan Yu Blessed Land." Old Bird Pavilion said with a gentle face.

Although, a group of direct descendants of saints such as Senwei Senhui were recalled to their clan areas before.

But if everything goes well, they will come out again.

In doing so, they took advantage of a huge loophole.

But there is no way, the battle of Xuanyu is a game for the saints.

Even if the saints take advantage of some loopholes and the public is not angry, what can they do?

Saints are inherently powerful and extraordinary!

"Ahem, Fang Yang already understands it almost, so we need to increase the drama."

"It's best to put Fang Yang in trouble, so that we can see Fang Yang's true temperament."

"Yes, if Fang Yang continues to stay like this, he will be useless."

"Yes, although we do not train Fang Yang as the number one general under Wei'er, Fang Yang cannot really lose his fighting power, not to mention that Fang Yang still has the potential to become the number one general..."

Four pavilion elders, you say something and I say something.

The northern territory of the Changkong clan conquered by the front line was in chaos. Fang Yang happened to be the [Executive Order], so he naturally shouldered the responsibility of promoting policies.

Soon, they came to an agreement.

Fang Yang was led by Mr. Hua Ge to practice outside alone and inspect Fang Yang for a period of time to avoid being biased and biased.

The policy to be promoted this time is to divide the surrenders of the Dongfang Clan into five levels, adopt a military merit system, and gradually break up the old power of the Dongfang Clan...

The next day.

When Fang Yang arrived, he learned the news that he would go out with Mr. Huage in three days.

"In the beginning, it was me taking the lead and you taking the notes. Later, it was you taking the lead and I taking the notes."

Mr. Huage had a gentle face and drank tea lightly: "Don't be afraid of whether you are doing well or not. Just do it boldly."

There was silence in the study room, with the only sounds of review and sealing.

And Fang Yang, who was sitting upright on the carved red flower chair, was thinking crazily at the moment, and thoughts came to his mind one after another.

At this time, Fang Yang had a vague suspicion in his heart, and thought to himself: "Are you trying to train me and ask me to succeed Senyue?"

But in an instant, Fang Yang felt that this idea was unrealistic.

Because even if he is really absorbed by the surname Sen, there is still Sen Wei in front of him.

So, he is the butler named Sen, preparing for the next hundred years of the Xuanyu War?
So, he actually not only serves Sen Hui, but also Sen Wei?

Inexplicably, Fang Yang felt a little bored and aggrieved.

Because he suddenly realized that he seemed to be imprisoned by the surname Mori!
He is obviously a warrior, but at worst he is also an alchemy doctor.

If he continues like this, he will really have no ambition and will be almost like a domestic slave with the surname Mori.

As a domestic slave named Sen, how could he talk about an eagle striking the sky or soaring freely in the sky?
'Haha, interesting. Do you want to tame me and call me a house eagle? I will only be loyal to myself. '

In a flash of thought, Fang Yang swept away his depressed and aggrieved mood. His eyes first turned to the [Seeking Good Luck and Avoiding Misfortune] light group in his mind, and then he lowered his head to observe his own shadow in the tea.

"Well, I will do my best, Mr. Ge, don't worry." Fang Yang replied.

He plans to hone himself in things. Although he does not have a spear in his hand, he can have a spear in his heart.

Anyway, there are people to support him, so he just needs to boldly go for it!

……

The Dongfang Clan, like the Changkong Clan, is one of the eight golden families.

But what is special is that the territory of the Dongfang clan is almost composed of cloud islands in the sky, which is very strange.

The Mysterious Territory is mostly grassland, with few mountain peaks. But if the cloud islands in the sky are regarded as mountain peaks, then they are not very few, but after all, it cannot be calculated like this.

What's even more peculiar is that the Dongfang tribe is born with wings, and they are also called Yuren.

"The Dongfang clan is like the feather people, and the Minghai clan is like the fish people... It seems that I, the ancestor of the Thunder Controller, have a wide range of hobbies and interests."

Fang Yang stepped on the deck of the cloud boat and stared at the feathered men gliding at low altitude on the cloud island below.

As the flying boat lowered its altitude, the figures of the feathered men in the field of vision became clearer.

Most of these feathered people are slender and have pale faces.

Some feathered people have two wings on their backs, some have four wings on their backs, and one even has six wings on their backs!
Those who have four wings on their back have already derived a spiritual body.

Those with six wings on their backs have derived the holy body.

At this moment, the beautiful woman with six frost-white wings on her back and a holy temperament came closer and saluted Mr. Hua Ge: "Senior Hua, long time no see."

"Haha, Mo Bai, please get up quickly, you are a Taoist. There is no need to take the fengyan, just take me to the Lord's Mansion of Qingliu City." Mr. Huage waved his hand, giving Dongfang Mobai a lot of face.

Although Dongfang Mobai was suppressed by Senyue's move, no matter what, Dongfang Mobai was a genuine Taoist and should never be insulted.

At this moment, Dongfang Mobai nodded slightly, and immediately glanced at Fang Yang and others.

When she discovered Fang Yang's presence, her eyes suddenly brightened.

young!

too young!
This was Fang Yang's first impression of Dongfang Mobai.

Among the queues of several middle-aged people and even elderly people, Fang Yang's presence was extremely conspicuous.

One can imagine how high Fang Yang's status is.

If he hadn't learned that Sen Yue was still unmarried, Dongfang Mobai might have thought that Fang Yang was Sen Yue's heir.

"Why does Dongfang Mobai's eyes stay here? Doesn't she think of me as a Yuren too?" Fang Yang hesitated in his heart.

Although many people comment on Fang Yang as a flying eagle, a proud eagle, or a carp eagle, he really does not have wings on his back!
But fortunately, Dongfang Mobai shifted his gaze in an instant and led everyone away.

I saw her wings waving lightly, and a wave of wind instantly appeared on the spot.

The wind and waves swirled and entangled, encompassing everyone.

Immediately, there was a roar, and Fang Yang's eyes blurred.

The next moment, Fang Yang found himself in a city mansion - Qingliu City Lord's Mansion!

Dongfang Mobai's technique is already close to magical power.

At least Uncle Fang is far from being able to match him.

"A terrible woman."

Fang Yang sighed in his heart, "Terrifying Senyue."

(End of this chapter)