"Thank you sir." Ximen Jin thanked.
Han Sanqian stretched his waist and said, "I went back to rest. After playing for so long, I'm a little tired."
This battle quickly spread around Fengshang City, and some painters even recorded the fighting scenes in the form of portraits and made them into booklets to make money.
There are also countless storytellers who spread the stories and myths in major tea shops.
In just three days, almost everyone in the imperial court did not know the name of Han Sanqian.
When the picture album began to spread, there was a trend of imitating Han Sanqian's clothes in major cities in the imperial court. If the younger generation didn't create the image of Han Sanqian's clothes, they would lose face when they went out.
In particular, some children from rich families have brought this to the fullest. Their clothes and even their hairstyles are almost exactly the same according to the image in the album.
This creates a special situation. If you walk on the street and only look at their backs, many people are almost exactly the same.
Emperor Dragon Palace.
Emperor Zun also held a booklet in his hand. The portraits on it clearly recorded every moment of Han Sanqian's moves, and even made people feel like they were there in person.
When Emperor Zun turned to the last page, he couldn't help sighing, and said to his subordinates: "I didn't expect this Han Sanqian to be so powerful. The twenty-eight guests of the Ximen family are like paper in front of him." .�
"It is almost certain now that he is a strong man in the extreme master realm, Emperor Zun, what are you going to do next?" the subordinate asked.
Emperor Zun shook his head. He had already sent someone to Longyun City, and he had also explained his attitude to Han Sanqian, but Han Sanqian hadn't come to the Emperor Dragon Palace for a long time, which made him very passive.
After all, he is the number one person in the imperial court, and he can't show kindness to Han Sanqian again and again, and even if he sends someone there again, Han Sanqian may not come to the Imperial Dragon Palace. Embarrass yourself more?
"Where's Fei Lingsheng?" Emperor Zun asked.
"During the war, she watched the battle from a distance, and there was nothing special about it," said the subordinate.
"I don't know what is the relationship between her and this Han Sanqian." Emperor Zun shook his head helplessly. The current situation was so unclear that he didn't know where he should go next.
"By the way, Lord Emperor, recently there was news from the border guards. I heard that there was a big movement in the dark forest. I don't know which country's masters entered the dark forest." The subordinate said.
"Could it be that there is a master who wants to come to the imperial court, or go to other places?" Emperor Zun said with a puzzled face, frowning.
At this time, the frontier of the Imperial Court, somewhere in the dark forest, this is a place that no one dares to approach easily, but a distressed old man came out of the dark forest staggeringly.
His clothes were torn and his face was disheveled, as if he had just experienced a big war.
"These beasts are really ferocious dogs. Fortunately, they came out safely." The old man sighed and said to himself: "If it weren't for that woman from Jingwu Mountain, I wouldn't have to be in such a mess. I don't want to stay at home Take the children, what kind of arena is set up."
Three days after the war.
Han Sanqian, who was recuperating, left the inn for the first time.
When he saw those people who were dressed in the same height as him all over the street, he looked confused. Even he, looking at the backs of those people, couldn't help but have self-doubt.
When did I have so many brothers?
"What's the situation?" Han Sanqian asked Huang Xiaoyong.
Huang Xiaoyong looked proud, and said proudly: "Master, you don't know how powerful you are in the imperial court now. It has become a trend for these people to deliberately imitate your clothes, and there are still many Few people deliberately changed their names, and now Liu Sanqian, Zhou Sanqian and Wang Sanqian can be seen everywhere."
Hearing Huang Xiaoyong's explanation, Han Sanqian was even more confused. What kind of monster is this? Could it be that these people changed their names and clothes, so they could be as strong as him?
Not far away, two people imitating Han Sanqian's clothes were arguing. JrNovels.com