Hear people calling.

The 'fourth brother' finally came to his senses and waved: "You go to Baixiangzhou and wait for me first. I have some things to deal with."

There were doubts on everyone's faces.

Why did something suddenly happen? Aren't we on a mission?

The fourth brother frowned and suddenly shouted coldly: "Now! Immediately! Immediately! Let's go!"

He actually gave the order directly.

"yes!"

Everyone did not dare to be negligent, stood up and saluted, obeyed the order, turned around and flew away.

But the fourth brother waited until everyone was gone and out of sight, then turned around and hurriedly chased him the way he came.

He stepped directly onto the road and flew up, as fast as a shooting star, with his target being Fang Che.

Fang Che and Ye Meng moved forward without any hesitation. Just now, he could detect with his consciousness that a group of people passed by him in the woods.

Therefore, he stopped humming, opened his eyes, urged his horse forward, and started joking with Night Dream.

"The song you sang just now is very nice."

Ye Meng pursed her lips and smiled: "Some heroic, some vicissitudes, but full of sonorous spirit and masculinity."

"Yeah?"

Fang Che smiled and said, "Then I will sing to you often in the future."

"OK."

Ye Meng smiled happily.

She was really willing to listen to it, but the melody of the song and the calm and heroic meaning in it were only suitable for men. If a woman sang it, although it couldn't be said to be a waste of the song, it would be too feminine and too masculine.

insufficient.

I feel a little regretful.

Just then.

"call out!"

The sound of wind in the sky and the sharp momentum made people think of a sharp arrow passing overhead.

Fang Che frowned.

Together with Yemeng, rein in your horse and stop.

Keep your eyes focused forward.

A black shadow flashed past, and a figure in black stood prominently in the middle of the road.

He is eight feet long and looks like a big, burly man.

Standing on the earth, it is like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

It's just that his temples are gray and his hair is also a little gray, giving him a slight feeling of a "hero in his twilight years", but it's not very obvious.

Because this person's momentum is astonishing, and when he moves, he is still like a surging iron stream of thousands of troops advancing.

It is irresistible, and those who stand in its way are invincible.

Behind it is a broad sword, the hilt of which is twice as thick as an ordinary sword hilt.

He stood on the ground in front of the horse, his eyes fixed on Fang Che's face.

There is nothing condescending in his eyes, nor is there any hostility or murderous intent.

There was only a deep sense of uncertainty and a faint, forcibly suppressed surprise.

Fang Che was riding on the horse, his eyes suddenly flashed with confusion, and he cupped his fists and said: "This senior, for some reason, blocked my husband and wife's way?"

The square-faced man frowned and said, "Husband and wife? Is this your wife?"

"certainly."

"Congratulations."

The square-faced man actually laughed and said: "I didn't expect that meeting a young couple this time can be regarded as fate... Congratulations to the two of you for getting married. May you live a happy life."

"Thank you."

Ye Meng watched from the side, feeling a little weird.

This person must be a senior martial artist. With this kind of momentum... there are few people I have ever seen who can match it...

But when this person talked to Fang Che, he was a little weird.

Very humble, very peaceful, even... vaguely flattering.

The fear of offending is not only a matter of friendship, but also has other connotations, such as...respect?

Could it be... from the Demon Cult?

But he obviously doesn't know Fang Che either...why?

And Fang Che felt strange looking at this square-faced man.

He could guarantee that he had never seen this person before. But for some reason, when he saw this person's face, he suddenly felt a sincere kindness from the bottom of his heart.

Instinctively, I feel that this person is trustworthy and worthy of getting close to.

It's even worth living and dying for him!

why is that?

The confusion in Fang Che's eyes just flashed across his eyes, and then he regained his clarity.

Bingche Lingtai, activate it with all your strength to maintain the calmness of the inner lake.

He had already guessed it.

I'm afraid this person is an old acquaintance of my previous life?

Comrades? Comrades? Brothers?

Fang Che sighed sadly in his heart. Not only was his memory missing, but even if he remembered it completely, he couldn't recognize him.

The square-faced man looked at Fang Che's face and said tentatively: "I am the fourth brother in the Xiajiang Shangou family. May I ask your surname?"

"I?"

Fang Che smiled and said, "It turns out to be Senior Jiang, my surname is Fang."

"Surname Fang?"

The square-faced man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he said without blinking: "What a coincidence, my boss is also named Fang."

Fang Che smiled: "That's a coincidence."

"Dare I ask for your name?" Jiang Shangou asked.

"Fang Che!"

"Fang Che?"

The look in Jiang Shangou's eyes suddenly dimmed a lot, and he said: "Could it be that he is fighting against the No. 1 king in the world who is the leader of the King of the Only Self Orthodox Church? Fang Che, the general deacon of Baiyun Continent?"

"I can't take it seriously. Those are all rumors. This junior is just performing a mission."

Fang Che said humbly.

The divine light in Jiang Shangou's eyes dimmed a lot again, and he forced a smile after a while: "Mr. Fang is so polite. You go out to fight to protect the mainland with pride and pride, defeating the demons and taking the lead. You deserve to be the number one king in the world!"

Fang Che said calmly: "Senior, you have given me too much praise."

Jiang Shangou was silent for a moment and said, "Mr. Fang, I dare to ask a question."

"Excuse me."

"What's the name of the little song you just sang?" Jiang Shangou's eyes looked firmly at Fang Che's.

What's your name?

Fang Che actually couldn't remember it no matter what.

He could only smile apologetically: "I really can't remember this."

He said he couldn't remember it, but Jiang Shangou's eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "Then...since he can't remember it, how could Mr. Fang sing this song?"

This problem makes even Night Dream feel that something is wrong.

You can sing but don’t know the name?

Fang Che said: "I really can't remember it. I just heard someone sing it, so I randomly learned a piece of it, but I didn't ask for the name of the song."

"Where did Na Fang always learn this tune?"

Jiang Shangou has a tendency to break the casserole and ask the question.

"I remember it was in Tiandu. During the martial arts competition last year, I went to Tiandu. At that time, I heard someone singing this song on the roadside. It sounded very nice and the rhythm was excellent. So I followed it and learned a few
To be continued...