Wedding.

Because Princess Jinyu is pregnant, the two can't do too drastic actions.

But because Ye Youhuan was about to separate from the princess, at Ye Youhuan's request, the princess still managed to satisfy her.

When he woke up the next day, Ye Youhuan was full of energy and high spirits.

When he went to look for Zhong Ling and the others to say goodbye, he found that the four sisters had already left the city.

He's still up late.

Sighing, Ye Youhuan took the initiative to find Zhuge An and understand the route to Jingguo.

According to the previous plan, Ye Youhuan will set off today.

Therefore, at noon at the latest, Ye Youhuan will leave Dangyang City and embark on a journey.

When he found Zhuge An, he was busy.

With Zhuge An here, Ye Youhuan doesn't have to worry about anything, the convoy on the road together and other matters are arranged by Zhuge An, Ye Youhuan just needs to leave with the convoy.

When he saw Zhuge An, Ye Youhuan felt that there was a middle-aged man beside him who was a little familiar and familiar.

Under Zhuge An's introduction, Ye Youhuan learned that the middle-aged man's name was Yang Xie.

Hearing that it was Zhuge An's assistant, Ye Youhuan remembered that he seemed to have seen Yang Xie at the city gate.

Before going to Erxian Mountain, this Yang Xie had blocked himself at the gate of the city and let him stay in the city to preside over the overall situation.

Ye Youhuan remembered that at that time, he pushed everything in the city to Zhuge An and left.

"General, I lent you my assistant Yang Xie, and when you come back, you must remember to return my assistant to me!" Zhuge An instructed Ye Youhuan.

"No problem." Ye Youhuan didn't have any feelings for Yang Xie.

Zhuge An also introduced: "Yang Xie's knowledge is not below me, and he is both civil and military, which is better than me." ”

"Sir, it's too good!" Yang Xie hurriedly said modestly.

"Oh?" Ye Youhuan became interested, and seriously Yang Xie.

Yang Xie is not good-looking, and he looks like an ordinary farmer.

Ye Youhuan thought: "Zhuge An can say this, maybe he has lost his eyes, this Yang Xie may be a talent." ”

"General, the convoy is ready, and we can go at any time." Yang Xie said straight to the point.

"Okay." Ye Youhuan said: "I'll eat something casually, and then we'll leave." ”

"Then we'll see you at the city gates." Yang Xie said goodbye, and he took advantage of Ye Youhuan's pre-arrival to repeatedly confirm whether the team was left behind or wrong.

Ye Youhuan and Princess Jinyu dined together, and then Princess Jinyu sent Ye Youhuan to the door.

The two are not as reluctant as the newlyweds are about to separate.

Princess Jinyu was full of expectations, hoping that Ye Youhuan could successfully enter the Sage Pavilion and learn peerless martial arts or the ability to govern the country.

Ye Youhuan is also looking forward to his new journey.

He knew very well that the reason why the battle with Liang Guo was able to win was because of his good luck and because Fang Ge appeared at the right time to drive the Yellow Sand Ancestor away.

If the Fang Ge sisters came one day late, then the Yan Kingdom would be the result of the city being broken and fleeing.

It is impossible for people to be so lucky every time.

After all, people have to rely on their own ability to get out of trouble.

Bidding farewell to the princess, Ye Youhuan turned around and left, her eyes firm.

At the gate of the city, in addition to the convoy, several people who had followed Ye Youhuan from the beginning were here to see him off.

Zhuge An, Xu Chang, Zhao Liang, and Zhang Zhong said goodbye to Ye Youhuan one by one.

When Ye Youhuan saw Zhang Zhong, he thought of the question he had asked half of the banquet but was interrupted by Amy: "Old Zhang, I see that you also seem to have the power of blood. ”

"That's right." Zhang Zhong nodded.

"You're hiding so deeply, why didn't you tell us earlier that you have the power of bloodline?" Ye Youhuan complained.

"You don't have anyone asking." Zhang Zhong looked innocent.

"The power of your bloodline is also a flame?" Ye Youhuan raised his hand, and his palm instantly burst into flames, and his entire palm was wrapped in flames.

"That's right." Zhang Zhong also raised his hand, and the flames condensed two fireballs on his palm, and the two fireballs were like fitness iron balls, Zhang Zhong played with one hand, spinning, and looked very flexible.

"......" Ye Youhuan saw that Zhang Zhong's flame was so skillful, and he also wanted to turn the flame into a fireball to play, but it was simple to turn the flame into a fireball, but to play with two fireballs, Ye Youhuan couldn't do it.

Compared with the control of flames, Zhang Zhong is much stronger than Ye Youhuan.

He said to Ye Youhuan: "Your ability to control the flames is too low now, this is too wasteful of your talent. ”

"Huh?" Ye Youhuan asked, "How do you train to control the flames?" ”

"Multi-purpose, of course." Zhang Zhong said: "Practice makes perfect. ”

"Practice makes perfect?"

"That's right." With his mind, Zhang Zhong used the flames to create a caterpillar, squirmed on his palm, and crawled towards his arm.

"I've ever seen the most powerful man who controls fire, and he can make a firebird out of flames, and it's lifelike, just like the real thing, and if you fann the flame wings, you can fly like a real bird." ”

Ye Youhuan is trying to shape a caterpillar out with flames, but he can't try.

Hearing that there are people who can make a firebird out of flames, Ye Youhuan asked curiously, "Who is so powerful." ”

"My mother." Zhang Zhong's expression showed a touch of sadness: "She is no longer alive." ”

"......" Ye Youhuan didn't say anything anymore, he concentrated on using flames to make caterpillars.

In fact, Ye Youhuan had attacked the enemy with bird-shaped flames in previous battles.

But bird-shaped flames and flame-birds are two different concepts entirely.

The control of the flames between the two is also very different.

"General, it's not too early, you should go." Zhang Zhong reminded.

"That's right." Ye Youhuan nodded, and then he asked curiously: "The power of your bloodline, is it also the bloodline of Emperor Yan?" ”

Zhang Zhong nodded.

"What's your relationship with the princess?" Ye Youhuan wanted to know Zhang Zhong's true identity.

"Maybe my ancestors have some blood from the royal family of Yan Kingdom." Zhang Zhong said.

"Then why don't you tell the princess?" Ye Youhuan felt that if Zhang Zhong had told the princess about this, he would have been appreciated and reused a long time ago.

"I prefer to be a soldier, step by step to get to where I am now, and it is also forced by the situation." Zhang Zhong is different from Ye Youhuan, he doesn't care about fame and fortune.

"If there is no turmoil in Yan Kingdom, wouldn't it bury you, an amazing talent." Ye Youhuan said with emotion.

"Let's go." Zhang Zhong was reluctant to say more.

Ye Youhuan stopped asking.

Saying goodbye to everyone, Ye Youhuan walked into the convoy.

Start a new journey.

The destination of the convoy is Merry City, the national capital of Jingguo.