However, there are only a few people in the world who dare to collude with Lian Sheng in this open manner.

He couldn't help but feel careful.

"Fang learned the news and came in the night, but was still one step late..."

Fang Zhenghao smiled slightly, ignored the old eunuch, his eyes turned and fell on Zhang Longfu, who was still trembling:

"Criminal, let's go back?"

His eyes seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Not to mention Zhang Longfu, even Mr. Wang could not resist it. He could not even speak tens of thousands of words, but he could not even speak a word.

It was not until the sound came from the city that I felt relieved.

“Where to go back?”

The neither high nor low voice had not fallen, as if it was stained with blood and had a bit of cold expression on his face.

Beside him was Yu Fangzhou and Nanshan Ba ​​with a serious expression.

"Fang Zhenghao!"

Yu Fangzhou's face darkened, but Yu Guang glanced at Yang Yu.

At this time, he realized why this person insisted on dealing with those pleading scholars first. Before missing out, he wanted to take action, but he was afraid he would not have time.

"General Fang, it's been a long time since."

Nanshanba's tone was low.

"Brother Yu, Brother Fang, after twenty years of separation, the two of them seem to have made no progress. It seems that Daocheng is too comfortable."

He casually inserted his spear on the ground, and Fang Zhenghao looked at the three of them with interest.

"As you, as a witness, don't you know how difficult it is?"

Yu Fangzhou said indifferently, but Nanshanba couldn't help but snorted coldly.

"That's right. However, the two of you have been working together for more than twenty years, but they still cannot make a breakthrough. I think there is no big chance."

It seems that because he saw an old friend or had other profound meanings, Fang Zhenghao's words became much rarer.

Hearing this, Yu Fangzhou and his two faces became increasingly ugly. They could not see through the entrance hall. It was their lifelong pain.

“Ha~”

Fang Zhenghao's eyes finally fell on Yang Yu:

"At such age, you have such martial arts. No wonder Wei Zhengxian couldn't bear to kill you and let you go. No wonder you were able to seriously injure the blood."

His voice was neither high nor low, but when it fell into everyone's ears, it was like metal rubbing against each other, harsh and sharp.

No matter who it is, whenever he contacts his eyes, his body will tremble, as if he is struck by thunder, and his calm scandal is much more terrifying than the secret witnesses in the martial arts world.

Only Yu Yang seemed to be unaware of it.

The entrance is clear, the spirit and spirit are integrated and blended. The great master and warrior have mastered the "momentum". Walking, sitting and lying down seem to be connected with the void around him.

Not to mention fighting, ordinary warriors only need to suppress their momentum, and they can defeat others without fighting, just like the legendary "dragon power".

It is comparable to Zhang Xuanba, the King of Zhao of the Western Palace who killed him dozens or hundreds of times in the illusion of Liujishan, but it was like a breeze blowing on his face.

This surprised Fang Zhenghao a little, and he couldn't help but feel loving talent.

If such a person surrenders to him, he will be his right-hand man in the future...

"Sister, Brother Yang."

Seeing Yang Yu and others, Zhang Longfu felt a little relieved.

"Collecting to the charity of the sect is a taboo for the country. General Fang doesn't even care about this. It seems that he has made up his mind to rebel."

After glanced at Yan Xi, who had not yet cooled down, Yang Yu's heart was lit up.

As I passed by, I happened to encounter Liansheng's uprising, which was a coincidence.

Therefore, he always kept his mind in his heart, and the goshawks and the black dog had long discovered the traces of the Baizhou soldiers.

"After all, I was born in the Jinyiwei, with a sharp teeth and a poisonous mouth. When I met for the first time, I intended to frame the blame. I wanted to kill Fang's nine clans..."

Fang Zhenghao smiled slightly, but there was only coldness in his eyes:

"The old prince has been in a coma for many years, and the prince has been weak and has been usurped by power. Fang's heart is a testament to the sun and the moon. How can you let it be slandered here?"

"A hypocrite is better than a real villain! The general of a state is like this. Wei Zhengxian is ten times stronger than you, but he is as famous as you. It's really ridiculous."

Such a courage?!

Not to mention Zhang Longfu, even the big boss, Yu Fangzhou and others, their faces changed, as if they didn't expect that Yang Yu had such courage.

Xie Qi even took a deep breath and his scalp became a little numb.

A strange color flashed in Jia Xuyang's eyes, and he was amazed in his heart.

"No wonder I dared to get up and go up. I was so brave when I was in the street, I was so brave!"

Fang Zhenghao's face also disappeared. He raised his hand lightly, and the red spear, which was as red as blood, had already risen out of the ground like a living thing and fell into his palm:

"Fang's gun is made of a phoenix blood stone mixed with thousands of black iron. It can break the aura and break the energy, and it is the most sharp..."

call!

call!

It is like the four seasons of change, and early autumn turns into mid-winter.

The fierce cold current swept, and the dust that had not fallen inside and outside the long street rose again.

Yu Fangzhou and Nanshanba's expression changed. Before he could speak, he could hear a clear sound of swords and turn his eyes to look.

But Yang Yu pressed his five fingers on the knife, and the cold light overflowed, his hair and eyebrows raised:
Chapter completed!