Chapter 2387： Three Emperors Summit (2)

Unlike Zhou Qingtian and Sima Zheng, the three words "Chen Di Da" were not called out by the eunuch's shrill voice.

The person who said these three words was Wang Liang!

The reason is that this time Chen Fan did not come with Weng Yan.

Unlike Zhou Qingtian and Sima Zheng, Chen Fan did not lead a guard today, and was only around Wang Liang.

Even Chen Fan didn't wear a dragon robe because he didn't.

Today, in the entire Jiuzhou Continent, Chen Fan's reputation has long been known to everyone. It is no exaggeration to say that anyone in the world does not know the king.

Therefore, Chen Fan does not need to use his dragon robe to show his identity.

He went to that stop, even if the road was blue, he couldn't conceal the imperial aura on him!

Even if there is no guard, no one in this world dares to move him!

This! It is the biggest gap between Chen Fan and Sima and Tuesiren!

The appearance of Chen Fan attracted everyone's eyes in an instant. No hundreds of people looked towards the east like this. A young man who looked very young was slowly walking towards him.

He was dressed in black, with no dots on his body, white hair vented behind his head like a waterfall, and only a wooden hairpin was used to fix the top of his head.

This dress can be said to be mediocre.

Out of a hundred people, maybe one-third like to dress like this.

But putting Chen Fan in it is definitely the most outstanding one.

Without him, it is really the light on Chen Fan, too dazzling.

No matter where you go, it seems that the person on the stage is too inflammatory, exuding the infinite light of this statement, which makes people afraid to look directly.

I am afraid that in the entire Jiuzhou Continent, Chen Fan is the only one who dares to appear so calmly and calmly on such occasions.

Facing the two life and death enemies at the same time, perhaps only Chen Fan can maintain such an atmospheric posture.

I have to say that with this alone, Chen Fan is more like an emperor than Zhou Qingtian and Sima Zheng.

What's more rare is that Chen Fan didn't see the slightest nervousness in the face of the baptism of countless eyes.

From beginning to end, his steps are consistent, every step seems to have been accurately measured, the spacing is not bad, even with the most accurate ruler, no shortcomings can be detected.

The unpleasant or slow footsteps further set off Chen Fan's identity, and there is a kind of unshakable grandeur of Taishan collapse in his heart.

Occasionally, Chen Fan would make eye contact with the people gathered around.

But that was all, Chen Fan didn't show a fake smile, let alone nod his head.

Because in essence, the two are not people in the same world.

Chen Fan nodded and smiled at the ordinary people, even those who were not even Da Chen's people. That was just a show, something a politician should do, not an emperor!

The emperor, eternal life without borders, stands on the cloud, overlooking all living beings, like a **** in the world!

Many people have faith in their hearts, and often pray to the gods they believe in.

But has anyone seen that the deity actually responded?

It is precisely because the deity never responds to the yearning and expectation of the believers that it has become more unpredictable.

Today's Chen Fan is walking in this direction.

Even before long, he will become the sole **** of time.

Because in Dachen, many people's homes have begun to worship Chen Fan's longevity tablet, and spontaneously built temples for Chen Fan.

Throughout the ages, countless emperors have wanted to deify themselves.

But only today's Chen Fan has walked the farthest and closest on this road!

This journey is not long, but in the eyes of many people, it seems as long as ten thousand years.

In this way, they firmly imprinted Chen Fan's temperament and aura today.

Turn into a seed, take root and germinate.

And this is exactly what Chen Fan wanted.

Finally, Chen Fan passed by the Shenzong monument and stared at the inscription on it that he himself wrote for his father Chen Xuanli. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Chen Fan's mouth.

One step across, came to the center of Shenzong officialdom.

There are four futons on the field at the moment, three of which are placed in the form of a tripod, and one is in the forefront, where Shenzong is obviously located.

As for Zhou Qingtian and Sima Zheng, it was obvious that the two of them were sitting next to each other, directly isolating Chen Fan himself, and there was a faint meaning of fighting together.