After flying past several workshops and manors, a majestic city appeared in front of Fang Fan.
The city wall full of scars and filled with evil spirits caught Fang Fan's attention, making him look slightly sideways.
"Dragon elephant, stop at the city gate."
Fang Fan said softly. The dragon elephant did not respond when he heard the words. He just slowly lowered his speed and height, and finally landed about a thousand meters in front of the city gate, and then walked slowly towards the city gate.
The guards standing at the city gate couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the dragon elephant pulling the huge chariot falling from the sky.
Where did the master come from?
However, when he saw the Panlong chariot getting closer, he reacted quickly. One person returned to the city to report, and the other stepped forward and shouted loudly.
"Who is coming?"
Perhaps he was frightened by the appearance of the Panlong Chariot, but out of respect for the strong, his tone was quite gentle even though it was his duty.
But needless to say, the Panlong chariot stopped at about two hundred meters, although the distance of two hundred meters meant nothing to Fang Fan and others.
However, the guard on the top of the city softened his expression when he saw this kind of proactive gesture, and he also felt somewhat fond of the people on the Panlong chariot.
Tang Jiajun on the Panlong chariot stepped forward, bowed slightly towards the city wall, and said in a clear voice.
"The Lord of Ning'an City, Fang Fan, has come to show off General Gongsun. Please let me know."
The guardian was shocked when he heard this. Although Fang Fan was not very familiar with his name, Ning'an and the two were familiar with each other.
The largest territory in the world, the largest human power, and rich in armaments.
According to what he knew, the long sword he was holding at the moment was from Ning'an, and the huge ballista beside him was also from Ning'an.
But now it was actually the Lord of Ning'an City who arrived in person. The general quickly reacted and said with his hands raised.
"Dear guest, please wait for a moment. I will go and report it right away."
After saying that, he ran directly towards the city lord's mansion.
Tang Jiajun walked back to the battlefield, and Fang Fan waited. He looked at the ferocious but reassuring city wall in front of him with emotion, and suddenly turned his head to the left.
Not long after he turned around, a young man in white robes riding a white horse appeared in front of Fang Fan. His handsome face instantly attracted Fang Fan's attention.
What attracted Fang Fan's attention even more was the white horse on which the young man in white robe sat.
A white horse with dragon scales.
This reminded Fang Fan of Long Ma's resentful look after being beaten by Long Xiang at home.
According to Fang Fan's eyes, the true dragon blood in this white horse is quite strong. Although it is not as good as the dragon horse, it is worse than the dragon elephant... ahem, it is not as good as the current dragon elephant, but it is better than the dragon elephant before the transformation. The dragon and the elephant are similar, and they are also rare and precious horses.
Before Fang Fan could speak, the young man in white robe took the initiative to speak out while he was sizing up the white horse.
"Are you Fang Fan, the Lord of Ning'an City?"
"I am Fang Fan, I don't think anyone dares to impersonate me yet."
Fang Fan said with a smile.
"Well, I have long admired your name, I am Changshan Zhao Zilong."
The young man in white robe slightly cupped his hands and responded.
"Oh, Shijiazhuang Zhao Zi... Ahem, Changshan Zhao Zilong, I have heard of your name for a long time."
Although Fang Fan was slightly surprised when he heard this, he didn't react much.
Looking at Zhao Zilong is actually just looking at something new. So what’s wrong with him being handsome? He’s handsome but he can’t be eaten.
As for famous historical generals, perhaps they were a little awe-inspiring when the end of the world first arrived, but their awe was shattered once they saw Dian Wei.
Famous historical generals are also human beings.
But when Cao Cao was overthrown and chased by Cao Cao, Fang Fan completely lost interest in the famous historical general.
Cao Cao is being chased by me. Why, do you have any objections? Do you want to fight?
Of course, when you see the new historical general Fang Fan, you will still find it a bit novel, and you will be willing to recruit him.
After all, they are all talents who have been tested by history and have historical inheritance. As long as they practice step by step, they can guarantee certain success. They have special arms, professions, techniques, and skills.
But he just said something extraordinary, which made Fang Fan smile awkwardly.
The smile on Zhao Yun's face gradually disappeared, and he immediately decided not to mention the place name when introducing himself from now on.
Fang Fan felt that the atmosphere was a little cold, so he immediately smiled and took the initiative to speak out.
"Ahem, you have a good horse."
"?!!!"
Zhao Yun was suddenly startled.
Fang Fan:..........
"I also have a similar dragon horse, black, and extremely handsome. We can communicate with each other when we have time.
Well, as long as you come to Ning'an, I will host a banquet to welcome you."
Fang Fan said nothing. When he heard Fang Fan say black, Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly changed.
Dark horse?!
Heresy, ho ho ho!
The atmosphere seemed to be getting more and more awkward, and the super cool guy suddenly didn't know what to say at this moment.
Fortunately, the main city gate of Shilingzhi was wide open at this time, and a group of white horse Yi Cong rushed out and divided into two columns to stand on both sides to welcome them.
In the middle, Gongsun Zan at least came quickly and laughed out loud when he saw Fang Fan.
"Haha, the King of Humans comes to visit, and the small town is full of glory."
After Gongsun Zan finished speaking, he glanced at Zhao Yun.
"Hey, Zilong, you're back. Come and get to know me. This is Wang Fangfan, the best master in the world and the best master in the world.
Didn't you say that you have admired the Human King for a long time? Come and pay homage to the Human King."
Zhao Yun at least came to Gongsun Zan's side, cupped his hands and said to Fang Fan.
"Meet the human king."
"Whether you take it seriously or not, it's all up to everyone."
Fang Fan waved his hand casually and said, he also stood up and got off the Panlong chariot.
This move made Gongsun Zan smile more sincerely, and he extended his hand to invite Fang Fan into the city.
After standing there and exchanging greetings, when he was about to enter the city, he suddenly felt the earth shaking slightly. Gongsun Zan immediately realized that it was cavalry, about 700 to 900 cavalry.
As soon as the thought came to an end, a cavalry appeared at the edge of the field of vision and rushed towards this direction.
When he saw this cavalry and felt the rhythmic vibration, Gongsun Zan turned his head slightly.
Running at high speed, there is still such a formation and order. This is an elite and powerful army that is no worse than the White Horse Yi Cong.
But Fang Fan looked over, his eyes flashed with golden light, and what he saw was a little more than Gongsun Zan, and he smiled.
"General Gongsun, it seems that Lingzhi is quite busy today, and this person is here too."
"It's just that they were disturbed by the death gas cloud."
Gongsun Zan smiled and suddenly realized, how could Ning An feel the death energy here?
So what is Fang Fan here for?
Although there were some doubts in my mind, I did not rush to ask questions, but suppressed them.
Gongsun Zan, who was impulsive and impatient in history, has obviously grown a lot.
And the elite cavalry in the distance finally approached, eight hundred cavalry, at least two of them were innate, and the leader was extremely powerful.
This was Gongsun Zan's experience, and this was also Zhao Yun's first reaction.
Zhao Yun didn't react at all when he met Fang Fan, as if he met an ordinary person.
But when Zhao Yun saw the general leading the cavalry riding a red horse, with a golden crown on his head, wearing a hundred-flower robe, Tang Ni armor, and a lion belt, he suddenly felt like the hairs on his body were counting down, as if the abyss was approaching.
