Chen Xing was still thinking about who should say the first sentence after Fu Jian came in? Sure enough, everyone looked at Xiang Shu, but Xiang Shu didn't say anything or behaved. Suddenly, Xie An took the initiative and said with a smile: "It's not too late, your Majesty really let us reminisce about the past."

Fu Jian couldn't admit that Xie An and said casually, "It turns out that the Han people and I have an old relationship with the ancient Chile alliance. I was unexpected to me for such a happy thought."

"There are brothers in the world," Xie An smiled, "There is a saying that 'when I saw it at first sight'. I often hear about the style of Your Majesty the King of Heaven. Today I can see it, and I will convey the respect of Your Majesty in our country here."

"Yes." Fu Jian replied, then looked at everyone present and said, "I also accept his love."

Xie Andao: "I am here this time and I am grateful to you for your love. To calm the dispute between the two countries, I will move to Luoyang."

After Fu Jian arrived here, he almost controlled the scene, but Xie An did not give him this opportunity. For a moment, he became the focus of the audience. Murong Chong and the Jin people were obviously in the same group, and he did not remind Fu Jian of Xie An's identity. At first, Fu Jian only thought that the visitor was just an ordinary envoy, and the only thing he feared was Shu Lukong, but suddenly realized that the Han people seemed a bit unsimple.

It was like two armies confronting each other. Although there were not many people behind the middle-aged man, he was as imposing as thousands of troops. He could chat and laugh among this small Honglu, which was comparable to Fu Jian's flag and drums.

Fu Jian glanced at everyone and finally fell on Chen Xing's face.

"Silence the dispute between the two countries?" Fu Jian said unhappily, "This is your way? I thought at first that you were here to fight."

Xiang Shu was about to speak, but Xie An said calmly: "If you can't reach an agreement, you will fight, so everyone's purpose is to avoid fighting. I heard that Your Majesty likes to read books by the Han people. I believe you have known this long ago."

Fu Jian's face suddenly turned ashen. Since defeating the Xianbei Murong clan, no one in the world has dared to speak to him like this. He was born in the world and was the only one who dared to speak like this, so he immediately blocked him.

Chen Xing observed Fu Jian and saw a black air in Fu Jian's eyes, which looked a bit like Tuoba Yan... But is Tuoba Yan coming? Where is Yuwen Xin? Leading the imperial guards outside?

Xiang Shu sat cross-legged, never saying a word. At this moment, he put his hand on the back of Chen Xing's hand beside him, looked at him, and nodded. Chen Xing knew that the arrangement was ready and he was not worried.

"Let's solve the most important thing first." Xie Anyun said calmly, "According to our understanding, His Majesty Fu Jian used the evil magic of the alchemist Wang Ziye in Chang'an, Luoyang, and even Xiangyang to prevent the reborn from resting, and formed an army with the intention of using it to invade our Great Jin territory. I wonder if this is true?"

Chen Xing was ready, and even Sima Wei brought it. The carriage that detained him was outside. Just waiting for Fu Jian to deny it, he sent an order to bring it in for everyone to see. Among them, Shi Mokun had seen it with his own eyes, but the little beast Lin Wang didn't know much about it.

Unexpectedly, Fu Jian did not deny it, but replied: "The reborn ones? They are so serious. This is an army of immortality. I just don't know if everyone present is willing to join us and become a member of the eternal person?"

Chen Xing: “…”

A gust of wind blew, and the gauze drifted all over the sky. From the plains, you can just look at Yique, Longmen Mountain from a distance. At this moment, Feng Qianjun led his men and Xiaoshan were constantly approaching the Yique area.

Tens of thousands of expensive Japanese shadow blades, southern Yi warriors mixed together, each equipped with a can of extremely explosive ignition tincture, climbing up the cliff with hooks from all directions, preparing to wait for Feng Qianjun's last whistle.

The closer you get to Yiqueba Camp, the more resentment becomes, so even the two magic weapons of Xiao Shan and Feng Qianjun are sensed, and they begin to buzz and tremble uncontrollably.

"You're finally here."

When he reached the height of the cliff, a female voice said softly.

Feng Qianjun: “…”

"Master Shi Hai said you will come sooner or later." Princess Qinghe was wearing white gauze, and her gauze skirt was on the top of the peaks of the Nanque peaks of Longmen, flying with the strong summer wind.

"Who is she?" Xiao Shan asked.

Feng Qianjun replied: "An old friend."

Feng Qianjun put away his knife and quietly faced Princess Qinghe on the top of the cliff.

Xiao Shan saw that Qinghe looked a bit like Gu Qing, but Feng Qianjun said to Xiao Shan: "I can solve the problem when I go to your place, and I have already seen it."

Xiao Shan didn't insist, nodded, and said, "Be careful."

So Xiao Shan grabbed the rock with his hook claws, jumped vertically, threw out the hook rope, crossed dozens of feet away, and swung towards the Dongque of Longmen Shandong.

Xiao Shan's thin figure flew over the top of the mountain and came to the highest point. He removed the long bow behind him and looked at Yi Shuiyuan at the foot of the two mountains. In front of him was Honglu on the vast earth, and on the river bank was a majestic army. There was still Murong Chong's Pingyang Yin Cavalry rolling in and rushed to Yi Shuiyuan and rushed to their last agreement with Murong Chong.

Behind it is the 300,000 military camp shrouded in resentment.

Xiao Shan looked at the Xique a hundred steps away and saw Feng Qianjun standing long. The wind blew. He took off the long bow behind him and whistled. He waited for the order from Honglu under the plain to successfully lock Fu Jian and shot arrows into the sky.

At this moment, a rotten air came from the trees on the top of the peak, and a sound came from the bushes. The head of a giant beast appeared in front of Xiao Shan.

It was a wolf. It slowly walked towards Xiaoshan, one meter tall, with gray-blue hair and turbid eyes staring at Xiaoshan. Xiaoshan couldn't help but take a step back. In contrast to this huge disparity in size, he seemed increasingly small.

"Do you recognize it?" a voice jokingly said, "Huyan Hangula, I have worked a lot to find it. What should you call it? I think in a sense, the word 'father' should not be an exaggeration?"

A Han man's whole body was filled with black air and appeared behind the giant wolf. Although his appearance had changed a lot, he still used Wang Ziye's voice.

The rotten wolf lowered his head, opened his mouth slightly, and showed sharp fangs. Xiao Shan couldn't help but breathe and retreated to the edge of the cliff.

"It seems that there is still a response." Wang Ziye held the folding fan in his hand and smiled gently, "It's a pity that there was a little misfortune in the middle of the journey, and I barely caught up with the plan. You are here. After reminiscing about the old friendship, I still have a lot to work for and I won't be with you."

As he said that, Wang Ziye shook his folding fan and turned into a black fire meteor, flying to Honglu where all parties were talking to each other under the plain.

In Honglu, the atmosphere was silent. Fu Jian sat upright in the middle of the main seat, his face dark, and all forces knew that the decisive plan for this battle was inevitable, and everyone stared at Fu Jian.

Shi Mokun finally said: "The Chile Gu Alliance officially requires you to disband the army in your hands, destroy your army that is contrary to the laws and morals of nature, accept our supervision, and burn it."

Fu Jian said coldly: "What else?"

The little beast forest king said: "Otherwise you will be the enemy of the world!"

Xiang Shu finally spoke, "Otherwise, this will be your burial place today."

Fu Jian suddenly burst into laughter, and the laughter was full of madness, which was completely different from the one Chen Xing had known.

"So today, you came to judge me with this group of Han people?" Fu Jian said, "I finally made it clear. Have you ever thought about how you have this qualification to judge an emperor?"

As he said that, Fu Jian slowly stood up, creating a sense of oppression. Everyone immediately pressed their hands on their respective weapons, and waited for Xiang Shu to order and then they were about to take action.

At the same time, Murong Chong pressed the hilt of the sword with one hand and nodded to Xie An behind Fu Jian, with a firm look in his eyes.

"Your Majesty Fu Jian, what are you afraid of?"

Xie An stood up calmly, and the sense of oppression disappeared in an instant. Fu Jian's emperor majesty suddenly restrained. As one went up and down, Xie An once again formed a long-range confrontation with Fu Jian from his invisible momentum.

The head of the two major camps in the north and south finally became stalemate without giving in at this moment.

Fu Jian was stunned.

Xie Anyi smiled and said, "Are you afraid that your mobs will be afraid that you will be overthrown before you have already brought Feishui to you? Or are you afraid that the Han people who are inconspicuous in your eyes will make you return in a defeat?"

Fu Jian wanted to roar "unrestrained", but suddenly he couldn't speak. At that moment, Chen Xing suddenly saw a strange scene. An invisible force in the veins of heaven and earth was constantly gathering, and the northern land gathered into an invisible dragon, twisting the space and rushing from afar.

The dragon energy of the southern land flowed upwards and gathered to Xie An. The two powerful auras only contacted slightly and disappeared invisible in an instant, just like the power of the heaven and earth veins. The cornerstone of the Shenzhou had an undetectable confrontation at this moment. The confrontation only took place in an instant, but only Chen Xing and Xiang Shu felt it.

"What is that?" Xiang Shu frowned.

Chen Xing shook his head, not understanding it himself.

"Go back with a slap?" Fu Jian laughed furiously, "It depends on whether you have the ability. The world has been divided into pieces for a long time, and the Han people have been lingering in the southern border, and your aura is almost over. Since ancient times, people who have been invincible for thousands of years will only remember the heroes who unified the world. What are you afraid of? If the six kingdoms were not destroyed under the iron cavalry of the Great Qin Ying Zheng, how could you Han people have been glorious for nearly a thousand years?! The world has been divided between the north and the south for too long, and even God can't stand it anymore. I am the only 'destiny'."

"Even if you use such means," Xie An said politely, "Your Majesty is willing to do anything?"

Fu Jian said: "It seems that you are completely disgusted with the Army of Eternal Life."

Xiang Shu was still observing Fu Jian quietly. Murong Chong's hand pressing on the hilt of the sword was shaking slightly, but Xiang Shu made a secret gesture, indicating that he would not act rashly and wait for his order.

"I want to introduce two people to you," Fu Jian said, "Please take your seat. You guys, come in."

Xie An frowned slightly, Fu Jian turned around and sat down. Seeing that the storm was about to rise, it suddenly became calm again. Then, when those waiting outside the tent heard Xuan summoning, two Han people came in.

"Apart from the little beast forest king, here are all old friends," Wang Ziye smiled, "just not to exchange greetings. However, I still want to introduce a famous person to you..."

"Wang Meng?!" Murong Chong's blood surged up and said in a trembling voice.

Another scholar was eight feet tall, with a solemn face, a gray face, and a turbid eyes. After entering the tent, he bowed to everyone.

Chen Xing: “………………………………”

Wang Ziye had changed his body, and the person he brought made Chen Xing feel like he was hit by a bolt from the blue, and his anger ignited in his heart. That was Wang Meng! His senior brother!

Every night when Murong Chong was imprisoned in Chang'an, he gritted his teeth at this Han man because the Xianbei Dayan was destroyed by this man back then! I don't know how many people in the Five Barbarians had deep hatred for him.

Fu Jian said: "My biggest regret in my life is that Jing Lei's plan to quell the world one step ahead of me, and therefore it was put on hold. Now, Wang Ziye has sought the deceased for me and recalled the dead to the world... everyone."

Fu Jian looked around and said, "What else in this world can be more satisfying than regaining what you have lost?"

In an instant, everyone in Honglu couldn't speak for a moment.

"My grandfather, grandmother, father, mother," Fu Jian closed his eyes slightly and murmured, "Love, close friends who have left one after another..." Then he opened his eyes and looked at the little beast Lin Wang, his eyes swept over Xiang Shu, Chen Xing, Xie An, Shi Mokun and others one by one, with pity in his eyes: "Your father, mother, brother, children..."

"All what is lost will come back." Fu Jian said slowly, "We will live forever and find the things we have been thinking about in this world. It will be the true eternity and immortality."

Wang Ziye looked at Chen Xing, and a victorious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he guessed that this move was enough to defeat him beautifully. Chen Xing just stared at Wang Meng. Wang Meng was only seven years after he passed away and was buried in Chang'an. Unexpectedly, even he was resurrected!

Wang Ziye said: "Everyone always feels that the resurrected dead are against the will of heaven. In your eyes, the army of the Ba only knows how to kill and has no human nature. Today, I invite Lord Wang to come here, and I want you to see how different he is from his life."

When Wang Mengran saw everyone happily, even Xie An was hit by such an impact, he didn't know what to say. If Wang Meng in front of him was Wang Meng in his lifetime, then the tactics of the south to resist Fu Jian would have to be completely overturned and re-exist! This guy's wisdom should not be underestimated, even Huan Wen was in his hands!

"Xie Anshi," Wang Meng said slowly, "I didn't expect you to come to the peace talks in person. It's been a long time since we met."

Xie An: “…”

Fu Jian suddenly heard Wang Meng's identity jealousy, and was stunned at first, and then showed a "very sure" expression.

"You are old," Wang Meng sighed, "An Shi is no longer the same as before."

Xie An's expression became serious and he murmured: "Wang Jingluo, why are you doing this? No, you are not him."

Xie An met Wang Meng when he was a young man, and later he was the master of his own, one for the Great Jin Dynasty and the other for the Great Qin Dynasty. Although they were all in the enemy camp, they were more familiar with each other's styles.

"I remember you persuaded Fu Jian during your lifetime," Xie An said, "You must not fight south for the rest of your life. Now you are no longer you."

"This time, that time is already there." Wang Meng raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "Since the opportunity has come, why can't it be now?" As he said, Wang Meng turned his head, glanced at Chen Xing, and said, "Little Junior Brother, if the senior brother remembers you, you are the one who has been involved in your life by the Year Star..."

Chen Xing murmured: "So that's the case. Too much words will lead to mistakes. I think you can shut up."

Xiang Shu frowned.
To be continued...