In addition to Fang La, Fang Qi Buddha and Fang Ying are also among them. There are sixteen or seventeen people. Judging from each person's expression and appearance, there is no one who is good at it.

To put it simply, there is no character like A or Little Leader B. His expression and appearance are almost all heroic.

The fat guy behind Fang La was particularly conspicuous and looked like a rich man, but the look in his eyes made people feel quite wise, and he was a bit elegant, and he was definitely not an ordinary person.

"Fang Fei, force: 45; intelligence: 80; politics: 78; command: 55; health: 87; favorability to the host: 50."

In Zhao Hao's impression, this person seemed to be the prime minister under Fang La, with 80 intelligence and 78 politics. Among these people, he was indeed the prime minister's talent.

He glanced at the others a few more times and saw the second prince Fang Hao, Fang Wugong and others, all of whom were the main force of Fang La's uprising. The one who came today was probably the core team under Fang La.

What’s even more funny is that Taoist Master Yaowujie was also among them. Seeing Zhao Hao looking at him, his expression was a little cringed.

Such a luxurious lineup made Zhao Hao more and more uneasy... This is obviously a big thing!

It was a blessing or not a disaster, it was a disaster that could not escape. Zhao Hao had to get off the carriage and slowly walked towards Fang La.

"Young Master, don't be fine!" Fang La bowed to Zhao Hao and greeted loudly.

Compared to the first meeting that day, this Holy Holy Holy Holy, who later established the country, has a little more domineering and majestic attitude, and is naturally less humble than that day.

"Brother Fang is so polite!" Zhao Hao smiled faintly and returned a polite manner, neither arrogant nor humble.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qifo and Fang Meng also came to greet each other, and Zhao Hao also returned the greetings one by one.

"I wonder what Brother Fang has to do? I'm afraid he didn't come to invite Zhao for food." Zhao Hao asked.

Fang La laughed: "Young Master is really happy. Fang came here today and did discuss important matters. But there are so many people here. Can you talk with Brother Zhao Ji? "

Zhao Hao's expression was stunned.

If you make a mistake in your plan, wouldn’t it fall into your hands?

However...even if you don't take a step to speak, I'm afraid the other party will not be under any pressure to do anything to him.

All the opponents are hard-working. Fang Qifo, who has 97 martial arts and 81 martial arts, can join forces enough to sweep the team around them.

"It's better to obey your orders than respect and leave." Zhao Hao said lightly.

"Young Master, don't..." a general of the family said anxiously.

Zhao Hao shook his head slightly and signaled that the man not to speak again.

The military power of that general of 65 is considered a master, but in front of Fang Qi Buddha, he is not an enemy of one unit. Now he is afraid of being attacked by a rat. What else can he say?

Zhao Ji naturally knew the current situation, so he opened his mouth and wanted to say anything, but said nothing.

"You wait here, and I will come when Uncle Mu and I will go. If you haven't returned for half an hour, you will go back to the house." Zhao Hao ordered.

After saying that, he asked for a horse from a slave, and followed Fang La and others to slowly ride northward.

Everyone turned left and right, and came to a valley at the foot of Qixia Mountain. However, they saw several bonfires lit in the valley, and forty or fifty people were waiting. Seeing Fang La and others coming, they all came up to meet them.

Zhao Hao and Zhao Yi got off the horse and looked around the valley. They had a little idea in their hearts. They didn't move at the moment, but just waited quietly and watched the changes.

Thump ~

The dozens of people in front of him suddenly fell to their knees under Fang La's leadership, which scared Zhao Hao, and Zhao Ji's face was full of confusion.

"Muzhou Ming Cult, pay homage to the Ming Zun!"

The shouting like a mountain shout was so shocked that Zhao Hao almost jumped up.

This young master is not Zhang Wuji, so why should I pay homage to the Emperor of Ming?

The Ming Cult is called Manichi in the West.

At the beginning of the world, there were two kingdoms of light and darkness coexisting, with light occupying the north, east and west, and darkness occupying the south.

In the Kingdom of Light, there is light, goodness, peace, order, and cleanliness.

The ruler of the Kingdom of Light was called Chawan (meaning eternity), while the Eastern Land was called Daming Zun.

The dark kingdom is full of fireworks, stuffy air, hurricanes, sludge, poisonous water, and all kinds of negative energy...

During several battles between Light and Darkness, the Dark Demon King gave birth to the ancestors of human beings. Because human beings are descendants of the Dark Demon, Daming Zun sent a messenger of light to use light molecules to save human souls.

Seeing that Zhao Hao stood still for a long time, under Fang La's leadership, everyone started to recite loudly again:

"The light is pure in all directions, and is always happy and silent.

He is happy and has no worries, and if he says there is suffering but no use.

Always be happy and bright, if you say you are sick, you are useless.

If anyone can live in that country, there will be no worries.

The place is solemn and pure, and all evils are impure and there is no such thing as nothing;

Happiness is full of happiness and peace, and it is useless to say that there is a good reputation for being a good person."

Everyone's voices were loud and surprisingly consistent. The pious voice echoed in the valley, looking extremely solemn and dignified. If Zhao Hao was not an indigenous person, he might have been infected.

This style is wrong, what the hell are you thinking about...

Shouldn’t it be “burning my body, a raging holy fire. Nothing is joyful for life or death… I pity my world, and there are so many worries”?

Zhao Hao laughed, looked embarrassed and said with a smile: "You are all wrong. Zhao Hao is a relative of the Song Dynasty and a playboy from the Zhao family in Jiangning. He is not a great master... This joke is a bit too big."

Fang La said in a deep voice: "No, the young master is sympathetic to the world, saves all living beings, does one good every day, is eager for justice, and resolves the food shortage in the south of the Yangtze River, breaks the case of medicine led by hundreds of sons, and kills evil people... It is the reincarnation of the Daming Master. We have been searching for the Daming Master for a long time, and I hope that the Lord will not abandon it!"

After saying that, he led everyone to bow and bow together.

I'll take it... You are forcing good people to become prostitutes, and you're still dependent on them... If I have something to do with a Daming Master, my reputation for being famous for my lifetime will probably be ruined.

Zhao Hao knew that it would be useless to explain this person who was wise and pretended to be confused. He looked solemn and shouted righteously: "Brother Fang, don't mess around. Zhao Hao has a few heartfelt words, so please listen to Brother Fang!"

"I, Zhao Hao, is a relative of the Song Dynasty. I will never believe in any sacred fire of light, nor will I be a great wise master!"

"Although Brother Fang's heart is not known to everyone, it is not enough to deceive Zhao Hao... Since Zhao Hao is a clan relative, he can eliminate evil, but he cannot rebel, and it is even more impossible... He is a puppet of ignorant villains!"

"Today's affairs end here. From now on, Zhao Hao and you all, go to the sky, go their separate ways, say goodbye!"

Zhao Hao's words were so powerful that they were heart-wrenching that made Fang La and others speechless for a moment.

In their eyes, if Zhao Hao became the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, if he rebelled in the future, he could have initiated the matter in the name of Zhao Song's relatives, and it would be more legitimate to be based on the reputation of Zhao Ji's stupidity and injustice.

However, how can Zhao Hao not understand this thought?

Now that he has broken up, Zhao Hao is naturally no longer polite. Even if he wants to turn over, he will see a figure flashing, and several figures jump up and blocking the two of them.

"We have been searching for the Emperor Daming for a long time, how can we let go? Please remember the Emperor Daming for our sincerity and stay!"

A man with long hair and a burly figure, holding two large iron halberds in his hand, blocking Zhao Hao's horse. Although his words were still humble, his tone was full of threat.

"Fang Shu, 82, intelligence 45, politics 34, command 71, health value 93, favorability for the host 40."

Zhao Hao's face changed slightly without realizing that it was a little bit.

This guy should be the prototype of Fang Tianding, the prince of Central South China in Water Margin. Unexpectedly, his martial arts are also extremely powerful.

Zhao Hao slowly turned around and saw that Fang La and others had already stood up, showing bad looks on their faces. Only Fang Qifu's eyes showed unbearable expressions and turned silently.

At this moment, although Fang Qi Buddha couldn't bear it, he had no choice but to do anything...

Zhao Ji had already drawn his sword and stood in front of Zhao Hao, ready to fight to the death.

Hahaha~

Zhao Hao suddenly raised his head and laughed loudly, with an extremely strange smile, which made Fang La and others confused.

After a long time, Zhao Hao's laughter stopped, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "As you expected, although Zhao Hao is not the Master of the Ming Dynasty, he is an ordinary person. How can you stop me if you are just a rude?"

He took a deep breath and pointed: "See!"
Chapter completed!