Hong Ye was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

"You are Sir Roban's father, the person he has been looking for thirteen years ago."

Dickert heard the name.

Then he turned back and glanced at Hongye.

The eyes are a little gentle.

…

The billowing smoke looked like several black dragons, hanging upside down in the sky.

The fire was getting closer and closer. Fang Plover's hand holding the Scepter of Regret became sweaty at some point, and his palms were wet. He raised his head and looked around, and saw that a crowd had gathered.

A swarm of heads.

It was men, women, old people, children, everyone's eyes were focused on him, with uneasiness and hope, trust and suspicion.

Fang Yu suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility.

Although he knew that everything in front of him was just an illusion. These people in front of him had all died in the sea of ​​fire thirty years ago.

The black flames even burned out their stars

So that no one could escape from Dolifen, and this shocking disaster was buried layer by layer by the Kaolin royal family and local rulers.

The major temples did not make the sound they should have.

And these people have just been forgotten.

"Everyone, please follow me in an orderly manner and give priority to protecting women, the elderly and children. I will not abandon you, and I hope you will not abandon the honor and courage of this city."

Fang Plover held the staff in his hand and spoke softly.

Strangely enough, his voice was not loud, but as if he had some power of his own, as soon as he opened his mouth, the crowd fell silent.

In the intricate alleys like a spider web in the upper city, a torrent of people slowly moved forward.

At the front of everyone, Fang Plover held up his staff. Some people were panicked and uneasy, but no one spoke. People watched each other and moved forward silently.

The shining kingdom authority in the field of vision is like a flag, guiding the direction in which people's hearts gather.

Fang Yu saw someone pushing through the crowd and coming to him, sweating profusely. He was a middle-aged man with slight baldness and some fat. The other man mustered up the courage to rush to the front of the crowd, but he looked very humble in front of him, and was a little at a loss.

.

He stammered: "Sir...I'm sorry, but have you seen my daughter? I searched the whole street and couldn't find her. I think she may not know that something happened here..."

Fang Plover looked at this man.

The other person looks slightly older than in the frame, but still has the same kind and kind look.

"I remember you, you are the male owner of that pottery workshop, right?"

"Ah!" The man was so surprised that he said, "Sir, I... I have delivered a batch of goods to the city hall, and I have met you from a distance. No, I didn't expect you to still remember me..."

He stammered and added: "My wife passed away early. Sir, my daughter is really important to me. I swore in front of my deceased wife that I would protect her... but..."

Fang Yu asked: "Your daughter is a student at Hollett College, right?"

The man's face turned pale: "...I guarantee she has nothing to do with those fanatics. Sir, she is a good child."

"She is indeed a good girl," Fang Yu replied: "Don't worry, she is fine... A brave lady saved her. They went to the front first. Maybe you can meet her later."

The man's face seemed to light up, full of joy.

"Really, my lord?"

Fang Yu was silent for a moment and only nodded vigorously. "Really, I also saw her with a boy. The boy introduced himself and said his name was Hu Di."

The man laughed naively: "My daughter is very good, haha. It is normal for some young people to pursue her."

His voice choked up as he spoke: "Thank you so much, sir. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do..."

The man couldn't help but feel a little ashamed on his face: "I really can't believe that some people once secretly said bad things about you, and I actually listened to their slanders... My lord, you are definitely the best consul in Dolifen... Next time I

I will refute those guys properly."

Fang Plover felt the staff in his hand tremble slightly.

He gripped the staff tightly.

Suddenly there was a terrifying scream from behind.

Fang Plover turned around and saw only a pair of long wings rising from the direction of the gray oak square under the billowing smoke. It was slightly flexed, as if it was adapting to this long-awaited new life.

The mark of the loyalist on his chest lit up slightly, and the fear mixed with the screams faded a lot, but even so, the power still remained.

The resurrected scream of the Golden Dragon was still like this to him.

The impact on others is self-evident.

The crowd became commotion, and the people behind screamed in fear: "Oh my God, what kind of monster is that!?"

The people behind began to push forward, and the originally orderly team began to become chaotic. Everyone rushed forward, but only Fang Plover turned around.

The man was frightened and hurriedly grabbed him: "Sir, be careful, there is a monster behind you, please go away quickly, I saw it flying..."

"...That monster is so big!"

But Fang Yu shook his head.

He raised his head and saw the dark dragon swooping down from mid-air.

Shadows cover the sky.
Chapter completed!