Chapter seven hundred and fiftieth eight strange man
Chapter 758: Strange Man (First update)
Chapter 758
In the main hall, crowds of people were streaming in. When they arrived at the fifth hall, they saw only a dozen people gathered together. Compared to the others who were only in twos and threes, this group of people seemed to be very powerful and eye-catching.
"The Bloody Marquis, the Yitian Marquis..."
Fang Yun let out a slight sigh in his heart, these people were actually old acquaintances. Apart from the Bloody Marquis and the Yitian Marquis, Fang Yun had also seen other people before, and they all belonged to the Thirteenth Prince's faction.
A few people were chatting familiarly. On the side, Yi Tianhou, who was facing the entrance of the hall, his eyes lit up. He suddenly turned away from everyone and walked towards Fang Yun. As he walked, he held his hands in front of him with a smile:
"Champion Hou, long time no see!"
"Master Hou, it's been a long time."
Fang Yun also cupped his hands and bowed in return.
As soon as Yi Tianhou moved, the others immediately noticed something strange. They turned their heads one after another. When they saw the person clearly, they couldn't help but smile and walked quickly.
"Master Hou, I have finally met you. Now, it is really not easy to meet you."
A young man in white clothes came over with a fan in hand. He turned out to be Mr. Xin Yan.
"With military orders, I can't help myself."
Fang Yun chuckled, and as he spoke, he met everyone one by one with their luggage.
"Before, we were talking about whether the Marquis would come or not. Just now, everyone was worried whether the Marquis would have completely forgotten us. We were hesitating whether we should come after seeing him.
Say hello."
Young Master Xin Yan said, this is half true and half false, but Fang Yun is right in the sky now. Although they are both princes, no one dares to think that they can be on an equal footing with Fang Yun in terms of the Fang family's current reputation and status.
Back in the ancient battlefield, everyone called Fang Yun "Little Marquis". Now that they meet again, although they are not strangers, no one dares to call him "Little Marquis", and no one dares to call "Fang Yun" directly.
He is called "Champion Hou", or Mr. Hou.
This is the name of a person and the wind of a tree.
Although Fang Yun didn't put on any airs, his many titles and the things he had done over the years gave everyone the feeling of standing tall. This is how he stands out from the crowd, even though he has two wings.
But the functions are different, and they have already been determined.
"How can we forget the friendship between life and death?"
Fang Yun blinked his eyes and smiled calmly.
Everyone smiled when they heard this, and there was a hint of relaxation in their smiles. What he just said was also an element of testing. After all, Fang Yun is also a champion, holding two prestigious titles, and his martial arts skills are not comparable to those of others.
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Even just standing next to Fang Yun, I always feel a vague pressure. This is not Fang Yun's intention to intimidate, but the level aura of a warrior is like this.
On the way to martial arts, when you step into the Tianchong realm, you will be the overlord of the princes. And Fang Yun can directly compete with the Mingxing realm warriors. Although he can't resist the top Mingxing realm powerhouses, he is already like a "Martial Arts Emperor"
.As for Yi Tianhou and others, although they are strong men, they are only at the level of infantry, captain, and captain, and they can support the general to death.
As a "subject", how can you not feel pressure when standing with the "emperor"?
Everyone gathered together, inevitably talking about the past. Finally, Mr. Xin Yan said:
"It's been a long time since the last ancient battlefield. I don't know when I will have the opportunity to fight side by side with the Marquis again."
Mr. Xin Yan said with emotion, seemingly unintentionally. As soon as he said this, everyone fell silent and looked at Fang Yun.
Fang Yun knew it in his heart. Everyone present was the people around the Thirteenth Prince. Once these people chose one side and stood in line, they would have no chance to jump to the other side. Unlike Fang Yun, who could still move around with ease.
Between the two princes, no one dared to force him too much. They only dared to be soft rather than tough.
Mr. Xin Yan's remark was a double entendre. While testing Fang Yun's tone, he was also sending out an invitation. He hoped that Fang Yun could join the Thirteenth Prince and everyone would fight together again as before.
This explanation was very tactful, but it was difficult to answer. If Fang Yun explicitly refused, everyone's stance would be different, which means that even if they are intentional, it might be difficult to say hello to everyone when they meet in the future.
Factional disputes have always been like this. This is relatively mild. If it had been in another situation, it might have been a different scene.
Fang Yun, Xueyi Hou and others gathered together, and a group of people chatted, which had already attracted the attention of other nearby princes. At this time, the people closest to him heard what Mr. Xin Yan said and immediately heard the elegant meaning of the song.
They all pricked up their ears and waited for Fang Yun's answer.
In the main hall, the sound immediately became much quieter.
Fang Yun glanced at everyone, Tie Yihou, Yi Tianhou, Young Master Xin Yan... These people are not bad people, and everyone has cooperated with them. However, the prince's fight is not so easy to get involved in.
Moreover, at this critical moment, Fang Yun's intention to intervene in the "Prince's Controversy" has become extremely weak.
"Nowadays, the imperial court is in troubled times, and the sectarian ambitions are undying and disrupting the world. I think there will be plenty of opportunities for everyone to cooperate in the future!"
Fang Yun said calmly. He answered for a long time. He was not obsessed with the dispute between princes, but changed the topic to the dispute between sects. His meaning was very clear. There must be cooperation. However, it was not about the dispute between princes, but the sects.
chaos.
Everyone was silent when they heard the sound, and could not continue to ask questions. They said a few words without saying a word, and then Fang Yun said:
"It's rare for everyone to come to the capital this time. If you have time, you might as well come to my house to get together and let me show my friendship as a landlord."
Everyone laughed when they heard the sound and repeatedly said yes.
"I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave."
The two parties agreed on a time to meet in the future, Fang Yun apologized and walked inside again.
"Pity……"
Yi Tianhou looked at the direction Fang Yun was leaving and sighed. He didn't say what was a pity, but everyone understood.
"I'll leave for a while."
Young Master Xin Yan confessed his crime and suddenly reincarnated and left. A moment later, he turned into another secret room. In the room, the Thirteenth Prince sat upright in a purple gold crown and gold robe. Behind him, a man with slender fingers,
The man with a high crown, as fair as jade, stood quietly aside, silent.
This man's temperament is very strange. It is like a huge ancient jade standing upright in the darkness. It exudes an ancient and noble aura. His body is slender and slender, but it also contains a hidden majestic power.
, as if this body is not a mortal body, but an ancient tree that connects the sky and the earth, carrying a kind of majestic power that makes mountains look up to it.
"How's it going?"
The Thirteenth Prince opened his eyes, and his golden hair was beating in the darkness, emitting a flame-like light.
"My subordinate has followed His Highness's instructions and has done so."
Young Master Xin Yan knelt on the ground and did not dare to neglect. He immediately recounted what happened in detail.
The Thirteenth Prince remained silent for a long time.
"How does it feel?"
The Thirteenth Prince suddenly turned his head and looked behind him at the man whose breath was as fresh as an orchid and breath as old as jade.
This strange man with a high crown did not speak, but looked somewhere, as if he had been staring at someone.
"Yes, you deserve the word 'champion'!"
The man with the tall crown opened his lips slightly and uttered a few concise words. After finishing speaking, he withdrew his eyes and chuckled:
"You can't hide your thoughts from him at all. People like this cannot be forced. Just let him be!"
The Thirteenth Prince lowered his head and said nothing, his eyes turned, and he seemed to be seriously considering the words of this man with a high crown:
"Now that you've said this, let him let it go!"
When the Thirteenth Prince said this, he seemed to have settled a knot in his mind and felt relaxed.
"Haha, the way of a king lies in the compatibility between the king and his ministers. A king should be magnanimous. The ministers are the last, and this is the foundation."
The man with the high crown stood with his hands behind his hands, and he actually spoke in a tone of voice. What was even more strange was that after hearing this remark, the Thirteenth Prince was not angry at all, but nodded.
"If you don't mind, Your Highness, I would like to meet this champion!"
The man with the high crown suddenly said, when he said this, the corners of his mouth curved into a strange arc, and his expression became very strange.
"I'm really looking forward to meeting you two. Go ahead!"
When the Thirteenth Prince heard these words, he temporarily forgot about Fang Yun's annoyance at rejecting him politely. He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression became very strange.
The man with the tall crown said nothing, turned around and walked out calmly. He disappeared after a while.
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In the main hall, Fang Yun searched around, but could not find the elder brother Fang Lin and Zhongxin Hou. After thinking for a moment, he knew that the elder brother Fang Lin and Zhongxin Hou had special status, so they probably did not come to participate.
"Is this the champion Hou Fangyun?"
Fang Yun was sitting quietly in the hall, when suddenly a mellow voice came into his ears. This voice was very peaceful. There was not much respect for Fang Yun, nor unnecessary contempt. It was as if two peers were discussing friendship.
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Fang Yun raised his head and immediately saw a tall-crowned man in plain robes appearing in front of him. He was smiling and holding a chessboard and two chess jars filled with chess pieces in his hands.
"Um?"
Looking at this man, Fang Yun blinked his eyelids. A very strange feeling came to his heart. He only felt that the man opposite him was personable and had the air of a gentleman. But in this elegant and otherworldly temperament
There is a heavy historical atmosphere in it. The ancient one seems to have just come out of a long time ago.
What's even more strange is that the moment this man appeared, Fang Yun had a very strange feeling in his heart. It seemed that the man in front of him had some strange connection with himself.
"Who are you……"
Fang Yun frowned. This feeling was very strange. He had never encountered it before. Moreover, the aura of this person was also very strange. Not only was he in this hall, but he seemed to be incompatible with this world, even if he was far away.
You can notice this person at a glance from a distance. This is entirely a matter of temperament.
"I heard that Mr. Fang is good at the art of war, and his ability to command troops is even more impressive. He once defeated Xie Daoyun, a strange man in Dihuang. I am not very talented, and I would like to ask for advice."
The man didn't wait for Fang Yun to finish speaking, and immediately smiled. At the same time, he naturally sat down next to Fang Yun.
That weird feeling became even more powerful. The person in front of him gave Fang Yun a hazy and weird feeling.
"Can."
Fang Yun said calmly. If it were someone else, he would have rejected this kind of inexplicable challenge. But Fang Yun didn't want to refuse this person. The reason is very simple. With Fang Yun's cultivation, he can't see through his strength.
"please."
The man with the tall crown showed a smile, and at the same time pushed a jar of chess pieces in front of Fang Yun.
"It's disrespectful."
Fang Yun took a jar of white chess pieces and said calmly.