679 Chapter 679

The little eunuch next to Zhu Si had already met Fu Yan when he came to Xilai Inn last time. He knew that this person was ridiculous and rude. When he brought Luo Yun over, he also told Luo Yun that Fu Yan and Zhang would be mixed together. Very difficult to deal with.

Luo Yun pretended to sit on his own affairs indifferently, but from time to time a pair of eyes looked at Fu Yan, and he cursed in his heart: "Sure enough, he is a savage from a savage land. He simply doesn't understand etiquette." He said that. Thinking, but also knowing that it was not his turn to take care of it, so he sat idle and watched how Zhang would end up.

Fu Yan struggled free from Zhang Hui's hand, Zhang Hui pretended not to catch him, let him run away, and immediately chased him out.

After the two of them were far away, Zhang Hui winked at Fu Yan and whispered: "Aren't you harming me? That Luo Yun was sent by the court to look at us, and Prime Minister Huo had been there."

"Dare to watch us? See if I don't goug his eyes." Fu Yan said lightly.

Zhang Hui reluctantly pushed Fu Yan again, indicating that this was not a good idea.

"Pull out his tongue, hey, it's not enough, just kill him." Fu Yan said impatiently.

Zhang Hui sighed in his heart that Fu Yan really did not speak through his head, and his attitude towards life was very sloppy. I really don't know what kind of environment this person grew up in.

Zhang would snatch the envelope from Fu Yan: "This is what you can see, it's just a nonsense."

"You Qi people have too many rules. In Beimang, I slept in the master's bed!" Fu Yan looked at the envelope in Zhang Hui's hand unconvincedly, and made a look of disdain.

After Luo Yun had almost planned the route, he hired a carriage and a coachman. Zhang Hui said goodbye to Yundou, and the three of them set off together.

The carriage drove out of the Great Capital City to the north, and soon it entered the vast and peaceful wilderness.

On the carriage, Luo Yun looked at the map from time to time, and from time to time he raised the curtain to look outside. He didn't say much, but there was a lot to say, and Zhang Hui was impeccable.

Fu Yan slept on the carriage all day long, and finally couldn't fall asleep so she pestered Zhang Hui to talk to him.

"There have been many days on this road. How to pass the time? Why don't you teach me your Lushan exercises!" Fu Yan suddenly sat up and said with a smile.

"Heh." Zhang Hui sneered, "How can there be private autobiography of outsiders' exercises." He felt that Fu Yan had few normal ideas in his mind.

"What's the big deal, Bei Amen also doesn't let outsiders pass on the exercises, but if I want to pass on someone, I have to pass on someone."

"Look, do you look like the words spoken from the seat of the future North Amen Great God?" Zhang Hui really couldn't understand why Fu Yan's mind was so abnormal, and Yan Zhinan would choose Fu Yan to take his place. Thinking of this, he then asked, "Why do your great gods choose you to replace him? What does he like about you?"

Fu Yan said, "I'm the chosen son of heaven."

"What is the Chosen Son?"

"In Beimang, there will be a child of choice every ten years. In fact, this is just a good way to put it. To put it bluntly, it is better than anyone else's bad life. Some people's children can't survive, instead of letting him starve to death. It is better to let him participate in the contest of the Chosen Son with a glimmer of hope. There are also cruel people who deliberately train him when the child is young and make him the son of the Chosen. In short, this is a matter of a lifetime.

"I didn't have a family member when I was ten years old. I went to the competition because I could eat a full meal from Bei Amen before entering the wolf pack."

Fu Yan was lying with her head resting on her arms, with one leg resting on the other, and she talked about these past events leisurely.

"What? Entering the wolf pack?" Zhang Hui was surprised. When he thought of a ten-year-old child entering the wolf pack, he felt a chill in his heart.

"Yeah, the wolves, at that time, I really had to save my life all the time to survive, but I actually lived to the end, I can't even think of it." Fu Yan smiled when he said this.

Zhang Hui thought to himself that Fu Yan still has something to do with others. He has a simple mind and is not afraid of anything. Such a person is more able to survive.

Fu Yan went on to say: "In Beimang, people believe that those who can survive among the wolves must be favored by the heavens. In fact, it is the favor of the heavens. It is because they want to live and desperately want to live to survive. Later, I went to Bei Amen to practice. No one in Bei Amen liked me, but the Great God Seat protected me."

"You are really unlovable." Zhang Hui joked. He thought that Fu Yan was so arrogant and unreasonable, and cold-blooded and unreasonable, no one would want to be friends with him.

"Huh." Fu Yan turned around nonchalantly, his head swaying freely with the bumps of the carriage.

After a while, he turned back to look at Zhang Hui and said, "They are afraid of me and dare not play with me."

"You are still proud. They are afraid that you are not because of how good you are, but because you can do everything."

When Zhang Hui said this, Fu Yan suddenly changed her face, and sat upright with her feet on the ground, trying to argue with Zhang Hui, but she still wanted to pretend that she didn't care.

Zhang Hui saw that Fu Yan stopped talking, and then asked, "Aren't you also someone who is afraid? Are you not the most afraid of your great gods?"

"Yes, I am afraid that the Great God Seat is as scared as I was afraid of ghosts when I was a child. The people of Bei Amen are like the holy envoy of Huanchen. Although he is high in ability, his ability can be really estimated. How capable is he? Even, I think this person is like a god and will not die." When Fu Yan said this, his expression was a little suspicious and a little scared.

"Haha, how could I not die." Zhang Hui laughed at Fu Yan's thoughts like a child, still believing in gods and ghosts.

Fu Yan's face became serious, and wanted to attract Zhang Hui's attention, and emphasized: "I am telling you seriously. I heard that the Great God Seat is over 150 years old..."

"You're talking nonsense again." Zhang Hui smiled, thinking that such a nonsense thing Fu Yan believed. He had heard Yan Zhinan's voice once when he was in Beimang, and it sounded like he was only sixty years old. .

"It's true." When Fu Yan said this, he opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Hui, hoping that Zhang Hui could believe what he said. Yingu left. He thought that his wife was no longer alive, so his heart was like Zhishui and devoted himself to practicing. Thirty years later, he happened to pass by Yinyin Valley and met his wife again. By this time he was nearly half a hundred years old, and his wife Still the same as when he was separated, his wife said:'I just went in and picked some flowers. I didn't see you when I came back. I looked everywhere and you couldn't find it. Why did you become like this when you came out?' "