Chapter 578 Plan

"Thirty-six."

Hearing the rankings, Ye Fan didn't make any comment, but the one at the bottom, Suan Sansheng, frowned.

"The biggest advantage of Nanchuan is that he has not yet gained fame. The King of the North..."

"He met me in Kyoto and was somewhat interested in Nanchuan." Ye Fan replied, thinking a little, "Unexpectedly, the King of the North made the list of heroes."

The Hero List, this thing will last for quite some time in the troubled times in the future. It is the strength certification of the future heroes, and it can also be said to be a kind of identity certificate.

There are hundreds of provinces in the world, and there are so many heroes. Those who can be ranked among the seventy-two heroes are those who have truly dominated one place. In his previous life, he only made it to the top of the hero list once until the end of his life, ranking at the bottom.

"The King of the North has raised Nanchuan very high." After a while, Ye Fan smiled slightly, feeling helpless.

Originally, he wanted Nanchuan to hide for a while, but now that the list of heroes has been released, his name as the Lord of Nanchuan may be spread throughout the human race tomorrow.

"God, shall we go to Kyoto to beg thieves?" Fatty Li scratched his head, "Nanchuan is so far away from Kyoto..."

"I will definitely go." Ye Fan replied, "I can't see through the mind of the King of the North, but no one on the list of heroes is weak. Going there is called begging for thieves. In fact, it is A meeting among the heroes."

"Who is the enemy and who is the friend, and who can make a short-term alliance, can all be determined in the name of seeking thieves this time."

Hearing this, Fatty Li was stunned, "So this time, it's not to beg thieves?"

"Half of it, after all, there are many good things in Kyoto." Ye Fan waved his hand and thought of something, "King Wen and King Zhi are still in Kyoto."

"How much strength do we need?" Suan Sansheng asked, "Does God want to go in person?"

"I'm definitely going." Ye Fan replied, thought for a moment, and then said: "Call out 30,000 to 50,000 soldiers, and then ask Marshal Ye Mou to come with me."

"Okay." Shuan Sansheng agreed. He was a wise man and understood some of Ye Fan's thoughts. He didn't say much at this time and picked up the paper and pen beside him to prepare and plan for Ye Fan's expedition.

"I'm going to Kyoto again, I just came back not long ago." Fatty Li on the side said, unintentionally picked up the list of heroes, took a look at it, and was a little surprised: "Good guy, the human king is a member of Jiade. Liya, number one on the hero list.”

"Not excluding some hidden factors, the strength of the Human King's lineage is indeed worthy of this first place." Ye Fan replied, remembering the trip to the Human King's secret realm, "After all, he is a descendant of the old Human King, and his background is It’s unimaginable for ordinary people.”

"That guy from Jiade Bailong, his life is too good." Fatty Li curled his lips and looked at the list again, "The second Mingxin Sect, the third Ming King of Lieyang Province... Hey, this Lieyang Province, it seems It was the group of Gu masters we found before..."

"Yes." Ye Fan nodded, "The King of Ming is Ji Yang's father."

"Who is Ji Yang?"

"......That dual talent,"

"It's the one who cried because you hammered him." Fatty Li replied. Looking at the list, it was obvious that he saw many familiar names. After confirming with Ye Fan, he realized that most of them were friends with Ye Fan and others in the game at that time. contact players.

"Good guy, at that time I thought they were all just sticks, but one by one, their backgrounds were so exaggerated..." After asking again, Fatty Li exclaimed with hindsight: "How did Ye Fan win? At that time, Those opponents include descendants of kings, bloodlines of top kings, and freaks like the Young Holy Master..."

"The descendants of human kings are not human kings, and the young holy master also carries the word "young" after all."

Ye Fan just answered simply and waved his hands. His calm and calm look made Fatty Li choke a little. It took him a long time before he said:

"OK."

"On the Nanchuan side, should we stabilize first, or what should we say?" Shuan Sansheng, who was writing, raised his head and looked at Ye Fan, seeming to have some deep meaning: "Now in Nanchuan, we no longer need to tolerate other people's provocations. ”

"Now of course we don't have to tolerate it anymore." Ye Fan replied, "I will ask senior Min Ri and Qianhe to hold the battle. During this period, Nanchuan just needs to let go of its hands and feet and steadily eat all the surrounding territory."

"Understood." Suan Sansheng nodded, thought for a moment, and then started writing.

Ye Fan opened his mouth, took the list of heroes from Fatty Li's hand, took a look at it, and then stretched.

"Now, it's time for the real fun."

…

"King of the North, a letter from Lord Ye Tiangong."

In the camp outside Kyoto, all the generals from Beihai were present.

The soldiers came to report, which attracted everyone's attention. The King of the North picked up the letter and read it carefully for a while, with a smile on his face. The counselor on the side understood it: "God must have agreed to come down."

"Of course I agreed." The North King replied, seeming a little happy, and stood up, "This kid must have been holding back his anger at Zhaoyang Pass. Now that he has a chance to take revenge, how could he not come?"

As soon as the words came out, many people's expressions changed slightly. Obviously, some people still didn't know who Tiangong was. When they heard this, they were a little startled.

"Evan is not dead."

"He and Ning Xia Chuan, hey, you really think they will die generously for the human race." The North King replied and smiled: "I guess they found seven substitutes before the rebels came. Eight."

"So afraid of death..." A general replied, but in the middle of his sentence, he was interrupted by someone on the side.

"You know what the heck, a common man would stand up and fight with his sword when he was humiliated. Do you think that everyone else is as brainless as you?"

"Hey, you said you were brainless!"

"Look, look, this is a typical common man."

"..."

"alright."

Seeing the two people arguing, the King of the North spoke up. As the Lord of the North, his words were naturally authoritative. As soon as he spoke, both of them immediately fell silent, while the counselor on the side spoke up in time: "Ye Fan returned to Nanchuan. When God rises, where does the Ningxia River go?"

"Judging from the information we have received, Ningxiachuan disappeared on the day Kyoto was defeated, and King Wen also disappeared."

"I don't know about that lunatic." Speaking of Ningxia Chuan, maybe the two had an unpleasant conflict before and suffered a loss. The North King was obviously unhappy, "I hope he was really killed by the rebels. "

Hearing this, knowing that the King of the North did not want to continue talking, the counselor put the topic aside, remained silent for a while, and then asked: "King of the North, what are we going to do now?"

"Wait." The King of the North replied, "When the heroes I invited arrive, we will have a good "discuss"."

"Discuss." Repeating the focus of the Northland King's words, the counselor hesitated, "The Northland King has a good reputation. If it were normal, everyone would be afraid of it. But this time the human race has changed, and there are so many heroes invited. If They don’t believe in the king…”

"How could you not be convinced?"

The King of the North paused slightly and moved his eyes to an old man in the corner. Then, another smile appeared on his face.

"King Zhi is here watching. If you don't believe me..."

Having said this, the Northland King's smile changed, taking on a hint of ruthlessness.

"Then what do you want to believe?"

When the words fell, everyone was stunned and stopped talking. The "Wise King" mentioned by the King of the North in the corner also raised his head and found that the King of the North was looking at him, as if waiting for him to express his position. Finally, he smiled awkwardly and reluctantly replied:

"The King of the North is right."