"Ah!" A scream of exclamation spread through the crowd. All soldiers couldn't help but pause, their whole bodies tense, and instantly turned their heads to look at the person who spoke, but saw his spear falling to the ground and covering his mouth with both hands, which was like having sex.

Looking along his gaze, I saw a Taoist figure slowly falling from the sky, with a blue shirt falling from the edge of the sky, unrestrained and unrestrained, with a slightly ostentatious hair, and his eyes were pitch black and deep, vaguely captivating.

"It's a god!" All the soldiers lost their voices, and the weapons in their hands slid down. With a ping-pong and ding-bells, they landed comfortably.

The soldiers reacted instantly, bent their legs and knelt on the ground in unison, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and said, "God is spared, God is spared!" I don't know what life to let An Yi spare him.

Anyway, it’s right to kneel down and kowtow! So all the soldiers thought of this.

An Yi felt speechless, so he glanced at them and looked at Meng Jiangnu.

At this time, Meng Jiangnu was also looking at him, with shock and doubt in her eyes, but in the end they all turned into surprises.

She didn't get up, but directly grabbed the ground with her head, kowtowed and said, "Please save the good man!"

"Good Man" still understands the comfort of her. In ancient times, husbands called her wife Zhuo Jing, and also called Neizi; his wife called her husband Gaojin, and also called her good man. Now this "Good Man" refers to Fan Qi, Liang and Fan's handsome guy.

However, although he stayed in ancient times for a long time, he was a little uncomfortable with those kind people, such as Neizi.

For him, of course, it was quite pleasant to hear the older "husband" since he was a child, but when he thought that the word "husband" generally referred to eunuchs in ancient times, An Yi felt that the word "benevolent man" didn't sound so awkward.

After looking at Meng Jiangnu who was surprised and full of hope, she said with peace and hope: "Your 'better' body has been destroyed. Your soul has long entered the underworld. Don't say that my magic power has been lost now. Even if my magic power is complete and my magic power is sensible, I cannot save him from his life."

Meng Jiangnu's face turned pale, without any trace of blood. She lowered her head in dismay and murmured: "Is there no way?"

An Yi didn't care whether he was asking him or not, and smiled. He replied very kindly: "It's not impossible..."! Meng Jiangnu's eyes lit up and she suddenly looked up, but An Yi shook her head again: "There is indeed a way to save him, but it requires the Daluo Jinxian to use the technique of reversing Yin and Yang, and to compete with the underworld to disrupt the cause and effect. If this matter is done, it may be difficult."

Meng Jiangnu's bright eyes just now dimmed again. Not to mention anything else, she is a mortal. Where can I find the Daluo Golden Immortal? What's more, why should I help her!

"Great... Great Immortal!" At this moment, a trembling voice sounded from behind: "This... this woman destroys the Great Wall... sin... sin should be beheaded... hope... great Immortal... don't stop..."

An Yi suddenly turned his head and saw that the leader who was originally falling behind had walked up at this time, crawling at his feet, begging all over his face.

The leader was obviously forced to do nothing. If Meng Jiangnu was let go at this time, Qin Shihuang would not give him good results in the future. On the contrary, An Yi looked quite easy to talk to. Moreover, in the leader's heart, most of the top gods and immortals were good people who did good deeds and accumulated virtues, so he came up with the courage.

However, he was considered to be a mistake. Although An Yi looks harmless on the surface, he has never been a good person. He ignored the leader, but looked at Meng Jiangnu and said, "Follow me!" ⊙▽⊙⊙

“…”

Everyone present looked at An Yi with shocked eyes. Some of the people who were poisoned by the world were considering whether this Taoist priest was a human trafficker. Fortunately, Meng Jiangnu's three views were quite correct. She heard that An Yi was planning to save her, but now this girl was so sad that she was even a little lover. She felt that there was no need to live at all, so after hearing An Yi say that, she smiled sadly, okay, don't bother how she smiled sadly, anyway, she just laughed, and it was quite sad. That's it!

After laughing sadly, tears fell on the corners of Meng Jiangnu's eyes, and she tightened her arms and said softly: "Life and death are bound to be broad, and I will talk to you. Hold your hand and grow old with you. I am not alive. I am not alive. I am not trusting..."

“⊙▽⊙”

We can't understand what these two lines of poetry mean. Most of the people present were illiterate, and it was not a few years before Qin Shihuang burned books and burying scholars. Anyway, they were a bunch of rude men, otherwise they would not have joined the army. There were no regulations for college students to join the army in ancient times. However, others didn't understand, but An Yi understood it! Don't worry about how he understood it, he just understood it. Although he had never been to college, you dare to believe it if he understood it? Uh, no, you dare not believe it?

An Yi Daxian coughed lightly, shook his blue shirt very pretentiously, and said back to his hands, looking at the setting sun in the sky slowly, like a peerless master, uh... a hermit master? In short, people can feel that he is very powerful at first glance, then sighed and said, "Crazy, Crazy!" It is quite a bit of pity for the world to hate the iron.

When he said this, everyone's eyes were all gathered on him. Swipe! The eyes were the same... Cough, although it was a little exaggerated, no one present could ignore Anyi, so there were really many eyes. If a mortal stood in Anyi's position, he might have to be scared to pee his pants. You must know that most of the present were veterans who had just retreated from the battlefield. If they weren't scared by the appearance of Anyi, the immortal, now it might be another style.

An Yi himself doesn’t feel uncomfortable with this gaze. Although there are a little more people, we are “immortals”, right? Even if it’s very difficult to say that it is an immortal, at least he is a cultivator! How can he be scared by the eyes of just a few hundred mortals?

I saw him look around, his eyes pity and compassion, as if he had swept everyone's face. In the end, he looked at Meng Jiangnu again, and said in a very plain voice: "A thing in the world is to hurt others and harm yourself, which is the most unpredictable. However, with Fan Qiliang's feelings, I will not comment on it. But you must know that all the most affectionate and love are definitely not selfish people. He has returned to the underworld and is waiting for reincarnation, but he will never hope that you will leave as soon as possible. If you really have the heart, it is better to seek immortals and seek Taoism, wait until you find his reincarnation body in the future, and then lead him into Taoism. In this way, it is better to stay together forever and never be separated for life..."

After An Yi said this, he felt something was wrong. Why did he fool people to become disciples now? This is completely unreasonable! Didn’t he say that he would not be a disciple before? Is he a subconscious person who doesn’t keep his word?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to doubt life, doubt himself, doubt... In short, doubt everything, and even in the end he began to doubt whether he had a brain problem caused by the Bodhi Patriarch, but in the end he had to overturn it all and came to a conclusion: he was so idle!

Meng Jiangnu was quite up-to-earth. Seeing the Taoist priest in front of her talk, she had a fairy style. Her eyes suddenly lit up, just like a hormone injection, kowtowing like pounding garlic: "Please accept disciples..."

At this point, the conversation ended suddenly, just like someone choking her neck.

An Yi felt something was wrong in an instant. Although he didn't really want to accept a disciple, he didn't have the habit of pinching people's neck and not letting people finish their words. Meng Jiangnu was definitely disturbed by accident, not voluntarily, and it was very likely to be restrained by some kind of force. An Yi clearly felt the smell of magic power floating in the air. No matter how he smelled it from his magic power, this situation is very abnormal at the moment. Who else present can have such an inability to speak besides him? He suddenly felt alert and looked around, but found... uh, a beautiful girl suddenly appeared in front of him... a royal sister? a young woman? a mature woman? an aunt with a charm?

An Yi didn't know how to set this woman up. She said she was a girl, and she really had a hint of youthful aura, but what was the kind charm of the mother in the world? Not only that, even her appearance was the girl, the royal sister, and the mature woman. Especially the charm of the body, it gave people a feeling of a kind mother no matter how you look at it. But what was the lively atmosphere of the girl hidden in it? There were two kinds of temperaments that were obviously contradictory. Although the girl's kind mother was both a woman, these two were completely different extremes of women, but why did it perfectly merge together in this woman? What was the situation?

An Yi felt uneasy in an instant, but what made him even more uneasy was the girl... Well, no matter how old she was, there was no god or a young god, so it was not an exaggeration to call her the ancestor of the beauty. However, in view of his beauty's appearance and the fact that he was not a real young man, An Yi finally gave the girl opposite him the name "beauty", which is very common among women.

The expression of the "beauty" was a bit bad, or very bad. Looking at An Yi, it was like An Yi owed her how much money An Yi owed her. After looking at him with both eyes for a long time, An Yi couldn't help it and said cautiously: "That...beauty, what are you doing? I remember I didn't mess with you?" The last sentence was true. The previous sentence was really casually said it!

The "beauty" over there seemed to be a little unacceptable to the name of beauty. Fortunately, I didn't know what the word "beauty" meant at this time. And there was a word "female". The beauty also knew that An Yi was talking to him, and her face turned even worse at the moment. She angrily said, "Who told you to meddle in other people's business?"

"..."What? Did you save someone wrong? To be continued...

ps: Thanks for the reward... Well, this is a good name, I'm serious! Also: The next chapter may be very late... Don't blame me, I have no choice but to do so. As for why, I'll think about the reason first...

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