Looking at Sima Jin who was pulling Yilong to tell a story, An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief.

The disaster is influx, and Sima Jin is plagiarizing the crime of killing the Ershe on Jiuchenjun. In a sense, this is not a shackle. After all, Jiuchenjun once used the Ershe as a chess piece. What Sima Jin did was just exaggerating Jiuchenjun's methods many times, weaving them into a story, and subtly instilling them into Princess Yilong. In this way, even if Princess Yilong transforms, she will only hold a hatred for Jiuchenjun.

Of course, this is just the best plan, and An Bochen is not sure whether it can really work. However, just looking at Sima Jin's vivid storytelling, she seemed to be confident.

The night was long, and An Bochen sat waiting for dawn, and he made a few words from time to time. However, even Princess Yilong didn't like his cold jokes. Facing Sima Jin's narrow gaze, An Bochen could only sit back with a slightly blushing face.

The dragon girl who An Bochen was looking for in the Liujing bureau three years ago was sitting in front of Sima Jin with great obedience, with her big eyes stumbled. She was so cute, but there was a sense of ignorance in the dark.

The moonlight is hazy, like mellow and jade liquid, even without wine, it makes people feel intoxicated.

The past and present lives were intertwined in the night. An Bochen looked at the little princess beside him and was a little dazed for a moment, but he didn't know whether to regard her as a dragon girl or a dragon.

At this moment, a long wind flew across the temple hall, and a "hissing" sound came from the air, like a cry of insects.

An Bochen's heart tightened. The next moment, a murderous intent spread out from the cracks in the air, sweeping across the temple hall, and an angry shout came out.

"Where is the lay Buddhist Wuxie!"

Almost subconsciously, Amberchen's body stretched into a bow shape, and the silver edge flashed by, Wuxie was already in his hand.

The bent body suddenly stretched out, and Amberchen turned his gun and pointed directly to the place where the sound was made.

"who......"

Looking at the young Taoist who walked out of the void, An Bochen took back his unfinished words.

The one who appeared in the temple hall was Feng Xiaoleng who followed her. As early as the evening, she saw the thunder falling from the sky, and her heart immediately started to stir up an uproar. Others didn't know that Liu Jing was in trouble by the snake demon. It was the monk Wuxie who was the dragon who saw the head and the tail that fell down the thunder and killed the two snakes. The thunder tide that was almost the same as the description appeared again. How could Feng Xiaoleng guess that Wuxie was nearby? If you want to find Wuxie, you must first find An Bochen. Feng Xiaoleng used the Taoist method to search for it for a long time but did not find anything. He just entered the Wu Temple with the idea of ​​trying it out, and found An Bochen and Sima Jin. He called casually, but he didn't expect that An Bochen would react so fiercely.

The sword eyebrows were raised, and Feng Xiaoleng was about to speak. At this moment, the silver spear shook through her eyes with the light of the moonlight, and at the same time, the words "Flying Dragon and Phoenix Dance" on the handle of the gun were also hidden.

"Indecent?"

Feng Xiaoleng was stunned and looked at An Bochen for no reason. In a blink of an eye, she seemed to suddenly think of something. Her incredible expression spread along the corners of her raised eyebrows, and a strong shock appeared in her eyes.

"Who are you......"

Before she could continue, ten steps away, the silver spear had stabbed.

The gun speed is not fast, but Feng Xiaoleng's mind is messy at this time, so how can he have time to react?

"Save her life!"

Sima Jin's voice came, and An Bochen, who was moving quickly, frowned slightly, but he still put away a huge force of the cycle of the world halfway. He shook his wrist and drew a cyclone, but he used the thirty-six strikes of the world. The cyclone flew out and took the Yingchuan acupoint between Feng Xiaoleng's sternum and the three ribs.

With one hit, Feng Xiaoleng's body shook violently, and he collapsed back half a step back, a morbid blush surged on his cheeks, and then his body gradually became stiff and he could no longer move.

Blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and Feng Xiao stared at An Bochen coldly, and after a while, he spoke with difficulty: "Are you a lay Buddhist Wuxie?"

An Bochen looked at Feng Xiaoleng with an expressionless face, without answering or denying it.

To this day, the identity of Wuxie Layman has become useless. Even if it is exposed, it is no big deal for An Bochen. The situation is so chaotic that all parties are overwhelmed. Who else would care about the mysterious master who appeared in the Liujing chaos three years ago? Besides, An Bochen has already made the title of the Crazy Dragon General, and adding Wuxie Layman will only make the enemies in the open and private areas more and more afraid.

But there is only one exception to one person, that person is Feng Xiaoleng.

Half a year ago in Liujing, Feng Xiaolen was frustrated by Wuxie Layman. Not only did he mess up her first task, but he also broke the goose fairy who accompanied her from childhood to adulthood. Goose fairy is of great significance to people in the Changmen, and it also has a component of faith. In order to pursue the Taoist heart without desire, Feng Xiaolen placed almost all her feelings on the goose fairy. Therefore, the fate of Goose Fairy was an extremely big blow to Feng Xiaolen. Unconsciously, her Taoist heart broke and could no longer maintain her former desirelessness.

Since then, Feng Xiaoleng has been thinking about revenge by Mr. Xun Wuxie.

When An Bochen escaped to the north and lost all his battles, Feng Xiaoleng kept paying attention. An Bochen repeatedly escaped from heaven, and was even more invincible when he arrived at the deserted road in Guannan. People in the world were shocked, but Feng Xiaoleng watched coldly, and became more confident in his heart that Wuxie layman must have protected An Bochen. Otherwise, how could a young monk under twenty years old be able to go crazy to such an extent? However, what disappointed Feng Xiaoleng was that she searched and waited hard, but she never found clues about Wuxie layman's presence... Until today, this young girl with a very high-ranking seniority discovered that she had made an extremely stupid mistake.

The mysterious master who was in Liujing three years ago was the Wuxie lay Buddhist, who was no one else, was actually the nameless servant in Moyun Tower. Three years later, the servant turned away from Liujing and made great fame for thousands of miles, but everyone forgot that there was a Wuxie lay Buddhist in Liujing.

The throat was dry, and Feng Xiaoleng stared at An Bochen in a daze, with deep regret surging in her eyes.

On the Guannan Waste Road, how many chances did she have to kill An Bochen? It’s ridiculous that she had always imagined the appearance of Wuxie Layman and never thought of taking action. To this day, Wuxie Layman finally appeared, but she was superimposed with the famous Crazy Dragon General of Dakuang and became a more terrifying existence.

At this moment, Feng Xiaoleng clearly felt a trace of fear brewing from her heart. She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't stop it.

"Hongfu?"

Turning his head to look at Sima Jin, An Bochen asked inquiring.

An Bochen has never had a good impression of the people in the Changmen. Of course, except Ren Tianming, who is free from Changmen, this Feng Xiaoleng has a deep hatred for him. An Bochen did not intend to hold back, but he did not expect to be persuaded by Sima Jin, who has been persuading him to be more ruthless.

"Have a moment, I will talk to General An."

To comfort Princess Yilong, Sima Jin stood up and walked to An Bochen, glanced at Feng Xiaoleng, who looked uneasy, and lowered his voice: "Do you remember the spell she recited when she chased Yilong?"

Amberchen nodded, thinking.

"As soon as Feng Xiaoleng chanted the spell, Yilong ran away without looking back. The spell was obviously not simple. In my opinion, it should be a spell that can subdue the giant monster. You must know that the dragon girl is an extraordinary monster, and she is almost an immortal existence."

Staring at Feng Xiaoleng, Sima Jin said meaningfully.

"You mean, we get that spell from her, so even if Yilong transforms, isn't afraid?"

"That's right." Sima Jin nodded.

Telling stories with Yilong, subtly changing her concepts was just a temporary solution. Sima Jin really couldn't think of any better way. Now Feng Xiaoleng, who was in the strange spell of Changmen, came to the door, which just made Sima Jin satisfied. If he could do both, he would have no worries.

"But she hated the lay Buddhist Wuxie whom I pretended to be. It is probably not easy to draw a spell from her mouth." An Bochen frowned.

"Don't worry, no matter how stubborn she is, she is just a woman. It's much easier to pry open a woman's mouth than a man."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen was stunned and Sima Jin had already walked towards Feng Xiaoleng.

"what are you up to?"

Seeing Sima Jin smiling maliciously, Feng Xiao pursed her lips tightly and squeezed out her words from her teeth for a while.

Looking back at An Bochen, Sima Jin blinked, then leaned over Feng Xiaolong's ears and whispered something.

An Bochen looked curiously, and saw Feng Xiaoleng's face turned pale when she heard Sima Jin's words. She stared at An Bochen with gritted teeth, her eyes filled with despair.

In a vague way, An Bochen felt an ominous premonition in his heart. Although he didn't know what Sima Jin said, he could guess that she must be talking about her and threatening Feng Xiaoleng.

With Sima Jin's use of both soft and hard work, Feng Xiaoleng, whose heart was already broken, finally gave up her final resistance. She looked at An Bochen in fear, gritted her teeth, and started to speak.

"It's really done."

With a wry smile, An Bochen touched his nose and turned to Princess Yilong.

In the afterglow, the moon was like water, dancing and flowing around the mercury channel. The next moment, the mercury scattered and a ray of golden light burst out.

In a blink of an eye, changes arise again.
Chapter completed!