"You go."

After throwing Wang Xin'er off his horse's back, An Bochen looked back and saw that the more than a hundred guards looked at this uneasy across the western suburbs, which were more than a dozen horses wide.

"May I have your name?"

Standing up, rubbing his numb wrists, Wang Xiner lowered her head and asked.

An Bochen was stunned. Just then, a arrogant voice came from beside him.

"I'm not afraid to tell you. My brothers don't change their surnames or names. They are the number one hero in Yuanjing Village, Bo Chen!"

After the words came, An Bochen just wanted to strangle the fat man beside him to death immediately, and regretted that he agreed to take him to escape with him.

Li Xiaopang, however, had no awareness at all. He rode on the horse, with his round belly, and looked very handsome. He really thought that there were thousands of troops behind him, and he took the lead and resisted the enemy chief alone, which made Wang Xiner laugh.

After a while of silence, Wang Xiner looked at An Bochen carefully, suddenly smiled and said.

"You must have cracked the quatrain left by Mr. Li on the wall, right?"

"No."

An Bochen glared at Li Xiaopang, stopped his eagerness to try, and said calmly.

The more I looked at the boy in front of me, the more curious Wang Xiner felt. Through the veil, there was a strong sense of interest in her eyes, as if she had seen some rare treasure.

Prince Li loves money and watches plays, but he does not understand the art of practicing. It is rumored that he has obtained something that he should not have obtained - the secret book of immortals. He was learned by the king, so he asked the Wang family to spy on it. However, only the king who was determined to be a real person would believe that rumors. As we all know, the immortals had died thousands of years ago, and only one "The Art of Civil and Martial Fire Practice" was left to the world and became the practice method of the Dakuang Dynasty today. Perhaps there are other Taoist talismans that specialize in Taoism and their refining methods were collected by major princes and families, and specifically deal with those restless practitioners. Since the immortals had already died, how could they leave secret book? Even if there were, they should be discovered early with the "The Art of Civil and Martial Fire Practice".

Therefore, Wang Xiner's secret visit to Liu Kingdom was nominally based on the will of the king, but in fact he was ordered to kill Master Liu. If he found a place to kill someone casually, the king would definitely doubt it after returning home, but if Master Liu died because of Prince Li, even if the king had doubts, he would not investigate further. Although Prince Li was not a minister of the country, he was more important than an ordinary minister. His death would definitely cause shock to the government and the people of the country. If he knew that it was done by the people of Wu, it would be impossible to declare war across the river.

The king and the ministers knew it well, but no one could tell it. Just pretend that it had never happened. This was a check and balance. Although the Wang family declined, they spent countless means to find out the will of the king and got the opportunity to go to Liuguo. They secretly undermined the king and seized the handle. They might not be able to rise again in the future.

However, an accident happened because the young man who was not astonishing but had a very intelligent mind.

If Mr. Li really got the secret book of an immortal and had hidden it in the quatrain before his death, he might have already cracked it.

What a tolerant boy.

Wang Xiner sighed inwardly and looked up at An Bochen again.

But she didn't know that if it weren't for that evil dream, the young man in front of her would have been lying in the secret room coldly.

It is precisely because of that dream that everything tonight has changed drastically, and the fate of countless people.

"Yuanjing Village...Bochen...Anwazi... It turns out that you are Anbochen from Yuanjing Village."

Squinted his eyes, Wang Xiner said meaningfully.

The taste of this is a bit strange, just like it is on the stage. When heroes meet in the world, they always sing a fat promise, pretending to be shocked, "Ah, it turns out that you are XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

An Bochen frowned slightly, but Li Xiaopang, who was beside him, entered the play, slapped his horse's buttocks, jumped to An Bochen with his head held high and his chest, and looked like he was full of prosperity. Only that sentence was left from Yuanjing Village.

"Bo Chen, Bo Chen, this name is very good. It is not vulgar and elegant, but it is graceful. It seems that Ling Zun must be a great talent in the hidden world."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen was stunned again, his eyes stared at the joke in the woman's eyes, and his heart suddenly became cold.

On weekdays, An Bochen will always feel confused when he follows the young master to write and read those obscure scenes of dialogue. But after a life-and-death disaster tonight, somehow, An Bochen seemed to suddenly get enlightened, and gradually realized some of the principles hidden in the books and stages. Although it is still far from understanding the integration, it can be used with a little snack, but it can be copied and applied a little bit.

People have three great demons: desire, laziness and cowardice. In the past, Amber Chen was the second. He was born in poverty, so he was inferior. Inferiority is cowardly. After a long time, he naturally would not fight again, and he would develop laziness to follow the situation. After all, it was because he did not dare to resist the fate of his humble background. However, after a bloody night that escaped death, everything gradually became different.

Li Xiaopang was a little confused when he heard this, but An Bochen vaguely realized that the woman was threatening him with her father.

"Not to mention whether you have the time, even if you have it, aren't you afraid that I will tell you about killing the young master and Master Liu?"

Pretending to be calm, An Bochen sat on the horse's back and said steadily.

The applause came, the woman clapped her hands, looked at An Bochen deeply, and said with a smile.

"Mr. An is indeed an ordinary boy. If Mr. An is willing to keep this secret, Xin'er will naturally not disturb the old man. I wonder what to do?"

After thinking about it, An Bochen didn't think of anything else.

Avenge for that confused young master? Yes, it is God's blessing to save his life. Although the young master did not treat him badly, he also served him for four years, which was considered as if he was not owed to each other. At worst, when the Day of Rebirth comes, I will kick a mountain bag and burn a pillar of high incense for him.

"OK, one word is determined."

Seeing that the boy opposite nodded in agreement after thinking carefully, Wang Xiner couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. She felt more and more extraordinary, calm, calm, and tolerant, and would definitely be an extraordinary person in the future.

"A word is determined. If the layman arrives in Wu in the future, he can come to the royal palace to find Xin'er. In this way, he will say goodbye."

Looking at An Bochen with a expressionless face, Wang Xiner chuckled, then turned to Li Xiaopang, who was confused.

"Little fat man, so are you."

After saying that, Wang Xiner turned around and walked towards the other side of the river.

When the woman walked away, An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief, and his tight little face gradually calmed down.

Li Xiaopang, who was beside him, was already stunned. He was the servant of Li Gongzi. Although his name was elegant, he was a hard work of fanning and repelling mosquitoes for the young master. He was a rich man who did it, which naturally made him full of resentment. He wanted to go home early all day long and had no intention of studying. He could understand what An Bochen and Wang Xiner said, but even if he couldn't understand, he could feel An Bochen's power. In the local dialect in the village, he was very proud!

If it weren't for An Wazi tonight, how could I save my life, let alone kidnap the stinky girl to the city gate. Listening to her and An Wazi talking politely, it was like two young men talking, and even I felt very proud.

That was the woman who killed the bastard young man without blinking, and brought so many guards. She was obviously a nobleman of the princess. She was nowhere to be taller than the old man, and she was simply a world. If the old man knew that he could talk to such a person, he would not forget to smile at him before leaving and invite him to visit Wu State. I don’t know if the old man would be scared to death.

Li Xiaopang thought about it passionately, and his heart was filled with joy, but his eyes fell on An Bochen, who was stunned and wondering what he was thinking, and he couldn't help but lose his mind.

He is really the one Anwa who doesn't retaliate against him?

No! It must be that he deliberately hid it from me before. He was not even afraid of that evil woman, so why would he be afraid of himself? Then he used to...

Looking at An Bochen leading the way and standing on the river bank, Li Xiaopang's eyes turned red.

It turns out that he has always been giving in to himself and is too lazy to care about him... What an arrogant Anba!

"Let's go, little official, let's go back to the village."

After a long silence, An Bochen raised his head, looked at Li Xiaopang, who was wiping his tears in confusion, and spoke.

Li Xiaopang is just the nickname that An Bochen gave when he was bored. His real name was Li Xiaoguan. Perhaps because he was going back to that quiet but remote village, An Bochen subconsciously called out Li Xiaopang's real name.

...

Li Gongzi is good at Six Arts. An Bochen and Li Xiaopang have followed Gongzi for four years. Needless to say, the two of them are running side by side and heading towards the capital.

"When you return to Yuanjing Village, you will definitely be the best plowing horse in the village."

Painting the horse's head, Amberchen whispered.

Wu and Liu Kingdom are thousands of miles apart, across the Fireworks River that lies across the Dakuang Dynasty. Although the name is elegant, it was when the founding emperor of Dakuang Kingdom fell into the east. He set up a plan to kill nine thousand pursuers, abandoned the corpse in the river, rode his horse back, sighed to his generals, if I return to Jiangbei one day, I will hire a divine master, make sixth-grade Taoist talismans and set up thousands of fireworks to celebrate. Until the day the Kuang Dynasty established its capital, Emperor Kuang Shi did not fulfill his original promise, and in the past, he followed the

His old minister was either taken away from military power as a rich man, or died of depression and joy, but the name of Fireworks River has been passed down to this day. There is a grassland on the left of Fireworks River. Although it is not large, the water and grass are rich, and it is occupied by the Wu Kingdom, so it is used to raise horses. The horses here are tall and strong, running like flying, and even if they are taken into the Taoist talisman, they can run wildly for seven days without dying. There is a folk song saying that the male Qin Kingdom and the horses of Wu Kingdom are talking about the agility of the horses of Wu Kingdom.

An Bochen and Li Xiaopang were riding the Wu Kingdom horse. An Bochen knew a little about horsemanship and knew the X-Trail under his horse. But since he followed him, he had to feel wronged that he would return to Yuanjing Village with him. At worst, he would wait until it had finished plowing the land, and brush it a few times and lay out some warm hay.

Footing the soft mane, Amberchen thought, and before he knew it, he had arrived at the official road outside the city.
Chapter completed!