Chapter 8 Yi Yan

The leaders of the two sides walked to the foothills one after another. Each of them had a camp of about 40 people, and both sides stopped at a distance.

"Iron-blooded General, is it that this meeting is mainly about you?" Princess Qianyou grabbed a folding fan and smiled.

The iron-blooded general looked solemn. He looked at the people opposite and said in a low voice, "Fangshan talks, how can we make the decision on the major events of the two dynasties? When the governor of the dynasty comes here, we will start the talks."

"Oh?" Princess Qianyou looked solemn. And the people behind Princess Qianyou also looked solemn.

"I didn't expect that the governor of the Daewoo Dynasty would come, and Qianyou had admired him for a long time." Princess Qianyou said solemnly. There is a sincere respect in the tone.

Not only Princess Qianyou, but also the people behind Princess Qianyou all showed respect.

Zhong Shan, who was in the big tent not far away, frowned at this moment.

The governor of the Daewoo Dynasty? What kind of person is this? Respect, yes, that is, respect, actually makes the people of the enemy have respect? How much personal charm should this governor be?

Zhong Shan is clear about the strength of the iron-blooded general. The strong people in the last period were all his subordinates, and they were all very convinced by the iron-blooded general. Princess Qianyou faced the iron-blooded general. He was still indifferent and at ease, but when he heard the name of the governor, he looked solemn.

The governor of the Daewoo Dynasty?

"The governor of the Daewoo Emperor, is it very strong?" Nan Batian whispered to the water.

And Zhong Shan also listened carefully. Obviously, there was a trace of curiosity about the governor of the Daewoo Dynasty.

"The governor of the Daewoo Dynasty is not strong, but very powerful." The water said without a trace.

"Uh?" Nan Batian doubted. Not strong? But awesome? What does this mean?

"The governor of the Daewoo Dynasty, known as 'Yi Yan', is only in the Yuanying period, but no one can replace the position of the Daewoo Dynasty. Even the prestige in the army of the Daewoo Emperor is not more than the Daewoo Emperor. Water without trace explained.

"You mean that Yi Yan only has Yuanying cultivation?" Nan Batian looked unbelief.

"Yes, here we go!" Shui Wuhen pointed to the distance and said.

Sure enough, under the whole square mountain, everyone calmed down and looked at a growing black spot in the distant sky.

Princess Qianyou was waiting quietly on the side of the Daluo Dynasty, and her eyes were full of respect. Almost everyone in the other party's army showed admiration, that is, the commander of the first legion of the Daewoo Dynasty, and the iron-blooded general also clenched his fist excitedly at this moment.

The black spots are getting closer and closer in the distance. Slowly, Zhongshan saw the flying things clearly.

is a big sedan chair. A big sedan chair like a house, sixteen sedan chairs, one of them carried a big weft, stepped on the white clouds, and carried the big sedan chair very carefully. Sixteen sedan chairs, that's a kind of infancy. These strong men, in Sirius Island, are all at the level of leaders. When they get here, they are just sedan chairs?

Of course, Zhong Shan also knows that only this Yi Yan can use the strong man in the Yuanying period as a sedan chair.

When the sedan chair flies, it not only makes the sedan chair stable, but also casts its own spells, so that the sedan chair is shrouded in an air cover, so that the sedan chair is not blown by the wind and is extremely stable.

This Yi Yan is too much!

Slowly, the sedan chair fell under the square mountain, in front of everyone.

The sedan chair was settled, and the sixteen infancy sedan chairmen quickly stood at the door of the sedan chair. It's a welcome.

Seeing the sedan chair fall, Princess Qianyou and a group of people did not move, because Princess Qianyou and others represented the Daluo Dynasty.

The iron-blooded general quickly ran to the sedan chair. Walking to the front of the sedan chair, the iron-blooded general did not lift the curtain of the sedan chair. Instead, he stood quietly in front of the sedan chair. Wait for the curtain to open by yourself.

Zhong Shan saw in the distance that this sedan chair was extremely luxurious, that is, the top of the sedan chair was full of huge night pearls. These night pearls were seen in the Wushuang City market a few days ago, and the smallest one was worth 20,000 top-grade spiritual stones.

There is a half-person-high distance from the ground under the sedan door.

"The Great Governor!" The iron-blooded general shouted in a low voice.

"Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~"

Inside the sedan chair, there was a tight cough. The sound was very heavy, like the sound of a person who had been ill for many years and was terminally ill.

"Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~"

"Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~Cough~~~"

Wanjun was quiet, waiting for the people in the sedan chair to cough. At this moment, no one has any complaints. They are waiting without regrets, waiting for the people in the sedan chair to cough.

Zhong Shan looked aside, and his eyes were full of shock. The person who coughed must be Yi Yan, but why did Yi Yan's body seem to be to the limit? On such a solemn occasion, I can't stop coughing.

However, this long cough can't arouse anyone's disgust. Among the group of people where the iron-blooded general is, he shows a look of worry, and no one on this side of the world of the world shows a teasing look.

What a high prestige it takes to make the army wait so much.

Finally, after coughing for nearly half of the incense, it was much better inside.

Gently, a maid-like woman raised the curtain of the sedan chair. Make the sedan chair door open, and then slowly hold a thin old man from the inside.

The old man's face was extremely haggard, but his eyes revealed a crystal of wisdom. With the help of the maid, he slowly walked to the door of the sedan chair.

Looking at the old man in front of him, Zhong Shan showed a trace of horror. Is this Yi Yan the cultivation of the Yuanying period? Why are you so weak? Are you going to die when you are old? He is more old and weak than he was in those years.

Yi Yan walked to the door of the sedan chair, but the edge of the sedan chair door was half a person high from the ground. Unless a stool was put on it, it was difficult for Yi Yan to walk down smoothly.

At this time, the previous iron-blooded general suddenly stepped forward, knelt down horizontally, put his head to the ground, and later used it as Yi Yan's stool.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Shan was shocked. General Iron-blooded, that was the commander of the First Army of the Daewoo Dynasty. How could he be the stool? No, it's still willing. Because of this matter, as long as the iron-blooded general has a trace of unwillingness, it can be changed to another person as a stool, but the iron-blooded general knelt without regret, so willingly let this old and dying Yi Yan slowly walk down on his back.

Yi Yan staggered down with the iron-blooded general. The maid did not dare to step on the iron-blooded general, but the maid stepped on Yi Yan in the air and could see that this maid was at least a person in the Yuanying period.

Yi Yan got out of the sedan chair, and the breeze blew gently at Yi Yan. His thin figure was in the breeze, as if he was going to blow down at any time. The maid held Yi Yan tightly..

Gently. Yi Yan put aside the maid's hand, stood alone in the wind, and looked in all directions.

Seeing that Yi Yan was not allowed to help, the maid could only stand behind respectfully.

The iron-blooded general quickly stood up and didn't care about the dust on his knees, as if he hadn't seen it. He quickly bent down to Yi Yan and said, "See you, Governor."

"See the Governor" All the generals and soldiers of the Daewoo Dynasty are respectful. It's all from the bottom of my heart, and no one hesitates.

And Yi Yan just nodded slightly.

Slowly, walk to the place of Princess Qianyou and others at the foot of Fangshan Mountain.

"I have met Mr. Yi Yan." Princess Qianyou said.

"Well, Princess Qianyou, I've been famous for a long time." Yi Yan also said with a slight smile.

"The younger generation dare not. It's a great honor for the seniors to come to the Fangshan meeting today." Princess Qianyou said.

"Princess Qianyou, you're welcome, please!" Yi Yan said softly and made a gesture of invitation.

"Please" Princess Qianyou also made a request immediately.

Then, Princess Qianyou and Yi Yan walked in the front, and the leaders of both sides followed respectfully.

Yi Yan walked very slowly and difficultly, as if he couldn't wait to climb a square mountain, but Yi Yan never let people help him, but insisted on walking. Everyone behind him waited respectfully, and no one showed impatience. Because he is Yi Yan.

In the 300-meter-high square mountain, everyone climbed half a column of incense, but no one was impatient.

Above Fangshan, Zhong Shan can no longer see the people above from this angle, but Zhong Shan's heart is a huge *.

Yi Yan? What kind of person is this?

Nan Batian next to

also grew up and looked at it with an incredible face. How can there be such a person? Isn't it too exaggerated?

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Zhongshan is located in the tent, in another tent not far away.

There were three people standing in the tent, and one person knelt on the ground. It was Mo Yanbing's subordinate mistress who was kneeling on the ground, and one of the three standing was Mo Yanbing.

Mo Yanbing looked at the mistress in front of him, and a joy flashed in his eyes.

"Young master, that Zhongshan. It's in the tent on the left. I saw it with my own eyes just now. Xiao San said respectfully.

"Okay, since it's sent to the door, then watch it carefully. When the Fangshan talks are over, let's see how I deal with him." Mo Yanbing said in a low voice.

"Young master, what should I do if there is no trace of water? He may intervene." Xiao San showed a trace of worry.

"This, I'm going to trouble you two." Mo Yanbing looked at the two people beside him and laughed.

"Brother Mo is polite. With the two of us, he will definitely stop the water without trace. He dares not kill us, but I'm curious. How on earth did the man named Zhong Shan offend Brother Mo?" A man beside Mo Yanbing said doubtfully.

Look at the man, Mo Yanbing frowned. Obviously, it was too embarrassing last time to say.

"You two, I don't want to mention the matter of that day." Mo Yanbing shook his head and said.

Look at Mo Yanbing, the two of them also knew that they could not ask more questions. They nodded and one of them said, "Brother Mo, don't worry"

PS: On the last day of the middle of the month, I am asking for monthly ticket support.