Sheng Fu

a few days later.

The Hengchang army arrived at the coast of the North Sea.

The army is well-organized. In the past, the Silver Wolf and the Flying Yellow were used as the cavalry's mounts. This time, with the support of the Linglu Army, the temperament of the Hengchang Army is undoubtedly more heroic and domineering than before.

On the shore, Northern King Fu Cheng led a group of elders from aristocratic families to line up to welcome them.

If the Hengchang army had come to the north in the past, Fucheng would not have made such a gesture, but this time, everyone knew very well that the Hengchang army had a great possibility of entering the heart of the divine domain.

Gu Yong and Fu Yao died in battle one after another, but their influence still remains.

The leader of the Yulong Army was personally approved by His Majesty Emperor Ling, and now the Hengchang Army is so powerful that all the powerful families must bow their heads.

Fu Cheng took a step forward, came close to Wu Mi, bowed and said: "Fu Cheng is here to pay his respects."

"At first glance, the Hengchang army is so majestic and magnificent that it is breathtaking."

Since Yu Wenjun is not here, Wu Mi is the one with the most say, and this is the consensus of everyone.

Jing Peiyao may have the final say in Beihai, but in Hengchang Sect, Wu Mi often has the final say.

Wu Mi smiled carefreely and said, "Thank you, Your Highness the Northern King. We have been very tired all the way here, so I hope there is no dust on your robe."

Fu Cheng raised his lips slightly, and answered cheerfully: "The dust didn't fall on me, but this sharpness and heroic spirit is like a mighty mountain pressing down on me. Even I, who have never been to the battlefield, want to fight hard for once."

Wu Mi stared at Fu Cheng. Before he became the King of the North, Fu Cheng led the remnants of the Helian family and set up camp on the coast of the North Sea. Together with some people from the Guo family, he fulfilled the duties of a logistical manager.

At that time, Fu Cheng and Yu Wenjun could still be open with each other and discuss philosophy over tea.

Nowadays, Yuwen Jun can still drink tea and discuss philosophy with Fu Cheng, but it is no longer the same as it was back then.

Fu Cheng moved in front of Zhong Yi, his pair of azure eyes sparkling. This was the first time Fu Cheng saw Zhong Yi in person, and he was also surprised by the deep demeanor between this man's brows.

Before the establishment of the Dragon Army, no one cared about who Zhong Yi was. After all, he was in charge of matters such as trade, and although he was worried about them, he did not cause any trouble in the open.

Now, he has direct military power in his hands, with the Spirit Clan's General Ling Xiao as his deputy general and two Guiyuan masters from the Dragon Clan serving as his left and right generals. With this honor and real power, Fu Cheng has to straighten his attitude in front of Zhong Yi.

"Nice to meet you for the first time. You are indeed as handsome as jade, with the appearance of a banished immortal." Fu Cheng greeted him cheerfully.

Zhong Yi looked calm, and forced a slightly forced smile. His eyes were as bright as a mirror, and he bowed slightly and said, "I have heard of your great name for a long time. Your Highness is indeed as elegant and heroic as the legend says."

Fu Cheng laughed and said, "Thank you for the compliment."

Zhong Yi nodded implicitly, neither being reserved nor acting according to circumstances. Zhong Yi was a young man, and when he came to the Hengchang Sect, he had a detailed understanding of the seven laws and five unique poems of the human race, and even the four leaders of the Bailu Pavilion. As a young man, how could he not know the most outstanding young people of the human race in this era.

In the past, Zhong Yi had always been beside Emperor Lingdi, serving as a Lingmi Guard. Due to his status, he could not pursue fame like most young people, and enjoy the vanity of being supported by many people.

Although the night in Ling Palace is full of lights and colors, it is still night after all. Before entering Hengchang Sect, Zhong Yi had always lived in such a night. He was not hiding his light under a bushel, but just following the natural laws that belonged to him and growing up normally.

If Zhong Yi was a human, he would have a good family background. With his talent and understanding, he could also get the title of one of the Eight Gu. However, the leader of the Eight Gu could only be Yuwen Jun, unless Yuwen Jun had never had any intersection with Gu Yong and had never participated in the Banquet of the Eight Gu.

Fu Cheng came to Gao Zhi again. Guo Shenghe and the other two came forward and patted them on the shoulders. Once upon a time, Gao Zhi and Guo Shenghe could only stand behind Fu Cheng in crowded places, because at that time, Fu Cheng was the leader of the Seven Laws.

Fu Cheng said: "When we traveled through the mountains and rivers together, I never thought that you two would enter the battlefield before me, and I never thought that I would become the King of the North."

"I never expected that after the Banquet of Eight Gu, our fates would be completely different. I don't know if the seven of us can fight side by side again in our lifetime."

"To be honest, I envy you guys right now. You're living the kind of life I wanted to live the most."

Guo Shenghe and Gao Zhi were in sync and bowed to Fu Cheng respectfully at the same time. Even though they were in different positions now, when they were young, Fu Cheng was their big brother. This big brother did take care of Guo Shenghe and Gao Zhi in many things.

Perhaps this is fate. What is great is youth and dreams, not a certain person or a group of people.

Guo Shenghe sorted out his thoughts, recalled the past days, and said humbly: "No matter what, you are our big brother."

Gao Zhi smiled and said, "Gao Zhi has met Big Brother."

Upon hearing this, Fu Cheng burst into laughter. The good old days were gone forever.

The hearty smiles, like thunder, exploded in Gao Zhi and Guo Shenghe's hearts.

"Remember to fight bravely. When you return victorious, we will sit together and drink and talk about love, just like we did in the old days."

Gao Zhi and Guo Shenghe nodded heavily.

Afterwards, Fu Cheng came to Zhang Benchu, and Yan Zhao approached.

Fu Cheng had a good and deep impression of these two people, but he was also very clear about the position of these two people in Yu Wenjun's heart.

"Indeed, he is full of heroic spirit and has a heroic demeanor." Fu Cheng praised sincerely.

Zhang Benchu ​​said, "I will probably be so happy to receive His Highness's praise that I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Yan Zhao also responded: "That's right, Brother Benchu ​​said what I was thinking."

No matter what, the former Fucheng is a place that Zhang Benchu ​​and Yan Zhao must look up to.

Nowadays, although they don't look up to him anymore, they both know very well that in the years to come, Fucheng still has the possibility and strength to rewrite the course of history.

Fu Cheng laughed and said, "I'm not a pretty girl."

"But you are destined not to have a good sleep tonight, because you will not stop until you are drunk."

When the soldiers heard this, many of them raised their heads slightly, feeling a little excited. They had come from afar and seen many impressive scenery along the way. After arriving, they also had a grand banquet. This was one of the blessings in life.

Fu Cheng shouted: "In the North, welcome the warriors of Hengchang, always welcome."

"Brothers, no one is allowed to leave during today's drinking spree!"

The soldiers responded strongly, and the noisy and bustling sounds broke through the sky of the North Sea.

Mingyue Mountain.

Yuwen Jun, Chi Yuan, and Chen Xuan sat around a table with some home-cooked dishes and a jar of Half Moon Wine on it. A soft breeze blew on Yuwen Jun's forehead.

"Fucheng is quite sincere and even knows how to welcome our soldiers." Yuwen Jun said with a playful smile.

No matter if it came from the heart or was just a show, Yu Wenjun would remember this favor.

If only Fu Cheng came to greet them, it would not be a big deal. But this time, Fu Cheng brought many elders from northern families to greet them. This gesture and intention was undoubtedly very meaningful.

Chen Xuan held the wine bottle steady with one hand and poured the wine with the other, saying, "That won't affect our drinking here. Are the three of us really not going to that grand welcome banquet?"

Yu Wenjun shook his head and said, "You are a southerner, and you have been nurtured by literary talent for many years. Don't you think that if we go there, they will definitely not be able to let go when they chat and brag. The three of us can just drink here."

Chen Xuan immediately patted his head and said with an awkward smile: "That makes sense, that makes sense." (End of this chapter)