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 did not say a word or saluted. Suddenly, Xie An took the lead and smiled: "It's not too soon or too late, Your Majesty really let us have a good time with the old days."
Fu Jian couldn't recognize Xie An, so he said smoothly, "It turns out that the Han people and I have an old alliance to share with me. It's unexpected for me to be so happy."
"Within the four seas, they are all brothers," Xie An said with a smile. "There is a saying of 'seeing each other'. I have often heard of His Majesty the King of Heaven. I can see it today, and I will convey the respect of His Majesty of our country here."
"Yeah." Fu Jian replied, then looking at everyone present, he said, "I also accept his affection."
Xie An said: "This time, I am also grateful to Your Majesty for your willingness to move to Luoyang in order to settle the dispute between the two countries."
After Fu Jian came here, he almost controlled the scene, but Xie An did not give him this chance, and instead became the focus of the audience for a while. Murong Chong and Jin people were obviously a group, and they did not remind Fu Jian. , Xie An's identity. At first, Fu Jian thought that the visitor was just an ordinary envoy, and the only thing he was afraid of was Shulükong, but he suddenly realized that this Han Chinese seemed a little complicated.
It was like a confrontation between the two armies. Although there were not many people behind this middle-aged man, he had a great aura. He was able to chat and laugh in this small hut, and was on a par with Fu Jian.
Fu Jian glanced at everyone, and finally landed on Chen Xing's face.
"Quiet the disputes between the two countries?" Fu Jian said displeasedly, "Is this your way? I thought at first that you are here to fight."
Xiang Shu was about to speak, but Xie An said calmly, "If we can't talk about it, we will fight, so everyone's purpose is not to fight. I heard that Your Majesty likes to read the books of the Han people. , I must have known it long ago."
Fu Jian's face suddenly turned ashen, since the defeat of the Xianbei Murong Clan, no one in the world has dared to speak to him like this. He is the only one who dares to talk like this among the Han people in the world, and he will be blocked immediately.
Chen Xing observed Fu Jian, and saw that there was a black air in Fu Jian's eyebrows, which was a bit like Tuoba Yan... But is Tuoba Yan here? Where is Yuwenxin? Leading the Imperial Army outside
Xiang Shu sat cross-legged, never uttering a word. At this moment, he put his hand on the back of Chen Xing's hand beside him, glanced at him, and nodded. Chen Xing knew that the arrangement was in place, and he wanted him not to worry.
"Let's settle the most important thing first." Xie An Yun said calmly, "According to our understanding, His Majesty Fu Jian used the sorcery of the alchemist Prince Ye in Chang'an, Luoyang, and even Xiangyang, so that the deceased could not rest in peace. An army was formed. I intend to use it to invade my Dajin territory, I wonder if this is true?"
Chen Xing was ready, and even Sima Wei brought him. The carriage where he was imprisoned was outside. As soon as Fu Jian denied 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 Forest King didn't know much about it.
Unexpectedly, Fu Jian did not deny it, but replied: "The deceased? It's serious, this is an army of eternal life. I just wonder if everyone present is willing to join me and become a member of the eternal life?"
Chen Xing: "…"
A gust of wind blew, and the yarn was floating in the sky. From the front of Honglu on the plain, you could just see Longmen Mountain Yique in the distance. At this moment, Feng Qianjun led his men, and Xiao Shan had been approaching the Yique area.
Tens of thousands of expensive Eastern Yingying Blades and Southern Yi warriors mixed together, each equipped with a can of highly flammable kerosene, and climbed up the cliff with hook ropes from all directions, preparing to wait for Feng Qianjun's final cry.
And the closer it got to the Yique camp, the more intense the resentment, so heavy that even Xiao Shan and Feng Qianjun's two divine soldiers felt it, and they began to buzz and tremble uncontrollably.
"You finally came."
When they reached the top of the cliff, a female voice said in a low voice.
Feng Qianjun: "..."
"Master Shihai said that you would come sooner or later." Princess Qinghe was wearing a white gauze, and the gauze skirt was on the top of the Longmen Nanque Peak, flying with the summer wind.
"Who is she?" Xiao Shan asked.
Feng Qianjun replied, "An old friend."
Feng Qianjun put away the knife and quietly faced Princess Qinghe on the top of the cliff.
Xiao Shan saw that Qinghe's face was a bit like Gu Qing, but Feng Qianjun said to Xiao Shan, "Go to your place, I can solve it, 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, and threw out the hook cable, crossing a distance of several tens of meters, and swayed towards the Longmen Mountain East Que.
Xiao Shan's thin figure flew over the top of the mountain, came to the highest point, took off his long bow, and looked at the Yiping Plain under the two mountains. In front of him was the Honglu on the vast land in the south, and the river bank was solemn and solemn. army. In the distance, there was still Murong Chong's Pingyang silver cavalry rolling in, rushing to the Yiping Plain, rushing to their final agreement with Murong Chong.
Behind it is the 300,000-strong army camp shrouded in resentment.
Xiao Shan looked at the West Que, a hundred steps away, and saw Feng Qianjun standing tall. The wind was blowing. He took off his long bow and put on a Ming Dy. He waited for an order from Honglu under the plain to successfully detain Fu Jian. , and shoots arrows into the sky.
At this moment, there was a rotten smell from the trees at the top of the peak, a sound was heard from the bushes, and the head of a giant beast appeared in front of Xiao Shan.
It was a wolf, it was walking slowly towards Xiao Shan, it was over a foot tall, with grey-blue hair and turbid eyes staring at Xiao Shan, Xiao Shan couldn't help but take a half step back. down, it looks smaller.
"Do you recognize it?" a voice joked, "Huyan Hangula, it took me a lot of effort to find it. What do you call it? I think in a sense, 'Father' 'Shouldn't that be an exaggeration?"
A Han man exuding black energy appeared behind the giant wolf. Although his face had already changed, he still used Wang Ziye's voice.
The rotten wolf lowered his head and opened his mouth slightly, showing sharp fangs, Xiao Shan couldn't stop panting and retreated to the edge of the cliff.
"It seems that there is still a sense." Wang Ziye held the folding fan in his hand and smiled gently, "Unfortunately, there was a little mistake in the middle, but fortunately, I barely caught up with the plan. You are here, let's talk about old friendship, I still have a lot of things to do. I'm busy, so I won't go with you."
As he said that, Wang Ziye flicked his folding fan, turned into a black bolide, and flew to Honglu, where the parties were talking under the plain.
In Honglu, the atmosphere was dead silent, Fu Jian sat in the center of the main seat, his face was gloomy, the forces of all parties knew in their hearts that this battle was unavoidable, and everyone was staring at Fu Jian.
Shi Mokun finally said: "The ancient alliance officially asks you to disband the army in your hands, destroy your army that is contrary to heaven and morality, accept our supervision, and burn it down."
Fu Jian said grimly: "Otherwise?"
The Little Beast Forest King said, "Otherwise you will be the enemy of the world!"
Xiang Shu finally said, "Otherwise today, this is your burial place."
Fu Jian burst into a burst of wild laughter, and the laughter was filled with wild madness, and he was already different from the one Chen Xing once knew.
"So today, you are here to accompany this group of Han people to judge me?!" Fu Jian said, "I finally made it clear, everyone here, have you ever thought about why you are qualified to be judged? An emperor?!"
After speaking, Fu Jian stood up slowly, forming a sense of oppression, and everyone immediately put their hands on their weapons, just waiting for Xiang Shu's order to start.
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 determined look in his eyes.
"Your Majesty Fu Jian, what are you afraid of?"
Xie An calmly stood up, and the sense of oppression disappeared in an instant, Fu Jian's imperial majesty suddenly subsided, and the situation grew, Xie An once again formed a distant rivalry with Fu Jian from the invisible momentum.
The leaders of the two camps, the north and the south, finally reached a stalemate at this moment.
Fu Jian was stunned for a moment.
Xie An snorted: "Is it because you are afraid of your rabble, and the civil strife will overthrow you before you hit the Feishui River. Or are you afraid that the Han people, who are insignificant in your eyes, will make you return?"
Fu Jian wanted to roar "presumptuous", but suddenly he couldn't get out of his mouth. At that moment, Chen Xing suddenly saw a strange scene. An invisible force in the veins of heaven and earth is constantly converging, and the northern earth is converging into an invisible dragon, distorting the space, and rushing from afar.
The dragon energy of the southern land went upstream and gathered around Xie An. The two powerful auras only touched slightly, and disappeared in an instant, just like the power of the heaven and earth veins, the cornerstone of Shenzhou produced an imperceptible moment at this moment. The confrontation, the confrontation only happened in an instant, but only Chen Xing and Xiang Shu felt it.
"What is that?" Xiang Shu frowned.
Chen Xing shook his head, unable to explain himself.
Fu Jian laughed in anger, "It depends on whether you have the ability. The world has been torn apart for a long time. , will only remember the British Lord who ruled the world, and made a little sacrifice for this, what is there to be afraid of? If the six kingdoms were not destroyed under the iron cavalry of Daqin Yingzheng, how could you Han people have achieved the glory and prosperity of nearly a thousand years?! It's been too long, so long that even the gods can't stand it, I am the only 'destiny'."
"Even if you use such means," Xie An said politely, "Is your majesty even at the expense of it?"
Fu Jian said: "It seems that you have decidedly despised the army of longevity."
Xiang Shu still observed Fu Jian quietly, Murong Chong's hand on the hilt of the sword was trembling slightly, but Xiang Shu made a secret gesture, indicating that he should not act rashly and wait for his order.
"I want to introduce two people to you," Fu Jian said, turning his head, "please take a seat. Come in."
Xie An frowned slightly, and Fu Jian turned around and sat down. Seeing that the storm was about to rise, it suddenly became calm again. Then the people waiting outside the tent heard the call, and two Han people responded.
"Except for the little beast forest king, here are all old friends," Wang Ziye said with a smile, "just to avoid chatting. However, I still want to introduce a famous person to everyone..."
"Wang Meng?!" Murong Chong said in a trembling voice.
The other scribe was eight feet long, with a solemn face, a gray face, and cloudy eyes. After entering the tent, he bowed his hands to the crowd.
Chen Xing: "..."
Wang Ziye had already changed his body, and the person he brought with him made Chen Xing feel like he was hit by a bolt from the blue, and his heart was raging with anger, that was Wang Meng! His big brother!
Every night Murong Chong was imprisoned in Chang'an, he gritted his teeth with hatred for this Han man, just because Dayan of Xianbei was destroyed by this man! I don't know how many people in Wuhu have a deep hatred for him.
Fu Jian said: "The biggest regret in my life is that Jinglue went one step ahead of me, and the grand plan of pacifying the world was also put on hold. Now Wang Ziye seeks the law of longevity for me, and brings the dead back to the world... Everyone."
Fu Jian looked around and said, "In this world, what could be more satisfying than what you have lost?"
In an instant, everyone in Honglu was speechless for a while.
"My grandfather, grandmother, father, mother," Fu Jian murmured, closing his eyes slightly, "Love, dear friends who have left one after another..." Then he opened his eyes, looked at the little beast forest king, and glanced at Xiang Shu one by one , Chen Xing, Xie An, Shi Mokun and others, with pity in their eyes: "Your father, mother, brothers, children..."
"Everything that has been lost will come back." Fu Jian said slowly, "We will live forever, and find back what we have never forgotten in this world. That will be truly eternal and immortal."
Wang Ziye looked at Chen Xing with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, as if guessing that this move would be enough to defeat him beautifully. Chen Xing just stared at Wang Meng in a daze. Wang Meng passed away only seven years ago, and was buried in Chang'an. I didn't expect him to be resurrected!
Wang Ziye said: "Everyone always thinks that resurrecting the dead is against the law of heaven. In your eyes, the army only knows how to kill, but has no humanity. I invited Mr. Wang to come here today, just to ask you to see what happened to him and his life. What is the difference."
Wang Meng looked at everyone with pleasure, and even Xie An was hit by such a shock, and he didn't know what to say. If the Wang Meng in front of him was the Wang Meng before his death, then the tactics of defending against Fu Jian in the south would have to be completely overturned! This guy's wisdom must not be underestimated, even Huan Wen was in his hands!
"Xie Anshi," Wang Meng said slowly, "I didn't expect you to come for peace talks in person. It's been a long time."
Xie An: "..."
When Fu Jian suddenly heard Wang Meng drinking his identity, he was stunned for a while, and then he showed an air of "as expected".
"You're getting old," Wang Meng sighed, "An Shi, it's not like it used to be."
Xie An's expression became serious, and he murmured, "Wang Jinglue, what are you doing? No, you are not him."
Xie An met Wang Meng when he was young, and later became their masters. One was Jin and the other was Qin. Although they were both in enemy camps, they were more familiar with each other's styles.
"I remember that you persuaded Fu Jian before your death," Xie An said, "in your whole life, you must not go south. You are no longer you."
"This time, that time is already." Wang Meng raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "Since the opportunity has come, why can't it be now?" With that, Wang Meng turned his head and glanced at Chen Xing, and said, "Little Junior Brother, if Senior Brother The memory is not bad, you who were killed by Suixing... "
Chen Xing murmured: "So that's how it is. If you talk too much, you will lose. I think you can shut up."
Xiang Shu frowned.
Wang Meng was stunned.
"You finally showed your tail." Chen Xing looked at Wang Meng in surprise, and then glanced at Wang Ziye behind him. In fact, from the moment Wang Meng appeared, Chen Xing had been thinking about how to defeat Wang Ziye's resurrection of the dead. trick. If the alliance between Fu Jian and Wang Ziye is to collapse, they must be attacked from the root. What is the root? Of course these are the people.
So Chen Xing Xindao, although it is not very kind to do so, but I am sorry, I am going to start spreading rumors.
Xiang Shu turned his head to look at Chen Xing.
"It turns out that your so-called 'longevity'," Chen Xing said seriously, "is it just digging up other people's ancestral graves?"
Everyone: "??"
Chen Xing said calmly: "Then call the deceased out of the grave and use them as your puppets? These people are not me at all! Are all of you, Prince Ye, singing on different people?"
Prince Ye: "… "
For Wang Ziye, he was really wronged, but at this time, where is the opportunity to explain it to everyone? Besides, he had to beware that the purpose of Chen Xing's words was to set out the details.
"It seems to be possessed by so many people," Chen Xing sighed, "you have to pretend to be vivid, Lord Shihai has really put in a lot of effort. Let me take the liberty to ask, you pretend to be Princess Qinghe, Don't you feel awkward when you get along with Fu Jian?"
The Fu family was startled.
Wang Ziye was immediately furious: "You are making a rumor! You can't read it yourself! Do you think Your Majesty is blind? If Qinghe was dressed up by me, how could His Majesty not be able to see it? Wang Meng, you said it yourself..."
Chen Xing: "Don't say it! Master has never mentioned my identity to senior brother, let alone Suixing, this is not my senior brother!"
Wang Meng: "Junior Brother, you..."
Among the living people here, only Chen Xing is Wang Meng's younger brother before he was born, and only he has the right to deny Wang Meng's identity, so Chen Xing cares about you, even if you are my brother, I will say no, who will come? Proof
Wang Ziye never expected that the other party actually called a deer a horse, and he really couldn't argue, and immediately explained to Fu Jian: "Your Majesty! This kid is talking nonsense! There is absolutely no such thing..."
Everyone's back was chilled by Chen Xing's words. Are these dead people who were reawakened from the grave by Wang Ziye really as he said, without their own consciousness! Zhou Zhen, Princess Qinghe, and even Wen Che... They are all puppets acting under Wang Ziye's mind!
Wang Ziye finally couldn't help explaining, and sneered: "When Qinghe was still alive, she drank the blood of the devil that I gave her, so she retained her self-awareness, exorcist! Your understanding of this aspect is still lacking. , it's still too tender."
"What?" Chen Xing narrowed his eyes and successfully tricked Wang Ziye into the pit. "What did you drink?"
Prince Ye: "… "
There was silence in the Honglu, and Wang Ziye’s secret path was broken, and he didn’t choose what to say, and told the truth.
There is no need for Chen Xing to say any more, Fu Jian understands the dialogue and shows the anger of being deceived.
"Prince Ye!" Fu Jian said coldly, "Three years ago, you were already planning?!"
Wang Ziye suddenly let out a strange laugh, since he was exposed by Chen Xing, he didn't plan to hide it any more, his face sank, and he said, "Since everyone came prepared, why don't you just wait and see today, your Suixing, Can you love Wu Jiwu and save your companions?"
Chen Xing's expression changed instantly.
"Don't talk nonsense with him! Do it!" Xiang Shu, however, was not affected by Wang Ziye, and smashed the wine glass in his hand.