Chapter 158 The Truth Revealed

Hearing this, the dragon girl's eyes were slightly dark. She looked at Mr. Li, who looked concerned beside her, and shook her head and said, "It's a long story. In a word, there is someone who has been looking for me, and I don't want to go back. I can only find a way to make him think that I'm not in Da Kuang.

The dragon girl flashed her words. Yan Fuzi was confused, but he still nodded.

He doesn't want to live such a life again, but when he thinks that he has to wait for fifty or sixty years to escape his fate, Master Yan couldn't help frowning and looking at the two people in front of him, which is hard to say.

"Yan Fuzi also suffered a mute loss. After the last fifty or sixty years, he escaped from the fate arranged by the prince. By that time, he had already become an old man. What's the point?"

An Bochen shook his head and looked at the smiling Mr. Li, with a chill in his heart.

If it hadn't been for the appearance of Simajin and made himself a variable, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to escape from the fate arranged by the prince.

Now, the mysteries have finally been solved.

Li Lin, Yan Fuzi, Qian's mother... The people An Bochen met in Liujing were all chess pieces of Li Zuo and the Dragon Girl. They staged a good play and set up the overall situation, just to steal the sky and change the day, so that Longjun could no longer find the original match that was neglected by him.

I'm afraid the Dragon Girl didn't expect that as soon as she left the "big brother" and they parted ways. From the beginning of Kaiping, one occupied the court, and the other hid in the wilderness, fighting endlessly, just to win the beauty.

An Bochen knew the reason why the pious woman raised daffodils, and also knew why Li Lin was planted in the five thunders. As for where the dragon girl is now, An Bochen also vaguely guessed.

In addition to the two people in Li Zuo, An Bochen can be said to be the only bright-sighted person and the only one who can solve the overall situation. With the shrine sent by Simajin, An Bochen can summon Longjun at any time, kill Li Zuo with purple thunder, save the people all over the city, or break his prediction of "death from the sword" in the life and death book.

He was very angry with Long Jun An Bochen, who deceived him. In order to catch his original match, he deceived An Bochen and Majin into killing again. To put it bluntly, this game is just a competition for the dragon girl from the left. It has nothing to do with An Bochen, but it falls into it again and again, and it is physically and mentally exhausted.

If you take a small official and escape far away and escape to Liujing, no one can find a corner. Even if the soldiers slaughter the city, it will not harm you. The words of "dead in the sword" will be broken without attack.

If the family dies, it will die. What does it have to do with yourself? The foolish people die when they die. Why should they take care of it? Liu Jun avenged himself, and the two demons fought for their beauty...

Walking through the cold southern wilderness, An Bochen turned back to the White Fox Academy, looked at the sleeping Yan Master, and then stepped on the last night before dawn and returned to Moyun Tower.

When he solved the mystery and learned the truth, An Bochen was not as happy as he thought before. Instead, he felt extremely tired. He walked confusedly in the situation of Liujing and met so many people and things confusedly, but in the end it had nothing to do with him.

Shen You returned, An Bochen picked up the quilt, turned over, and slept with his head covered.

In a daze, An Bochen dreamed of many things in the past, his parents at home, the night of Yuanjing Village, and the first encounter with Simajin... The dream was long, and I don't know how long it took. An Bochen only felt the sound of a tsunami in his ear, and the sky was shaking.

Then he was awakened by the eager Li Xiaoguan.

"Bochen, it's not a good thing... That... That..."

"Has the enemy attacked the city?"

Opening his eyes, An Bochen stretched out and said calmly.

Li Xiaoguan was stunned, then nodded repeatedly and said in a hurry, "Bo Chen, you have slept all day! It was fine last night. Early this morning, a lot of soldiers drove to the city and threatened..."

"But do you want to avenge the State of Huo?"

An Bochen said with a smile.

Li Xiaoguan was stunned again. He rubbed his eyes and looked at An Bochen up and down. He raised his thumb for a long time: "Bochen, you are really a clever trick. You can know it in your dream."

After a blink of an eye, Li Xiaoguan cried and said, "Bochen, what should I do now?"

Getting up, An Bochen put on his black clothes and suddenly turned around and asked Li Xiaoguan, "What's the situation in the court?"

"It is rumored outside that the left prime minister is worried that there will be enemies in the court, and the princes and nobles are imprisoned in the palace, and officials above the ninth grade have been imprisoned. Bo Chen, look outside!"

Walking to the front of the pavilion, An Bochen looked down. Liujing, which was originally prosperous, had become a mess. The Yulin army arched the capital, and who would take care of the people who fled. Liu Jingzi people dragged their families and ran around the street. Looking from the height of Moyun, it was as if countless ants rushed to the direction of the city gate in a mess. The crying of children and the shouts of women were endless.

Everyone was rushing to the north of the city, but because the four walls of the southeast and west had been cast to death by iron, they could only go to the north city guarded by hundreds of Jinwu guards. Outside the North City, there were tens of thousands of rebels, avenging the Duke of Huo. The Qing emperor removed the banner of the minister, but An Bochen knew that the one who controlled this army behind him must be Mr. Li, just to compete with the palace where the dragon girl was located with the left, and to help Mr. Li lead the army...

"Little official, have you ever seen Xiao Hou?"

"I haven't seen that old man for several days. What's wrong, Bochen?"

"Nothing."

An Bochen shook his head, looked at the chaotic people downstairs, and forced himself to harden his heart.

"Little official, I'll help you get out of the city later, and you can go back to Yuanjing Village."

Speaking of innocence, An Bochen pulled Li Xiaoguan and walked downstairs.

"What about you?" Li Xiaoguan looked at An Bochen in surprise and asked as he walked.

"Don't worry, I will find a place to hide to avoid the disaster of killing?"

An Bochen said calmly.

Three days ago, when facing the pious woman in Anlefang, An Bochen still held the idea of keeping the people all over the city, but that day, Hu was not the vegetable market. An Bochen saw the joy of the people with his own eyes, and was ridiculed by the sons of the family. An Bochen only felt nauseous.

It is not worth it at all at the risk of dying on the sword to save them. I am dedicated to practice, asking the heavens and the earth, asking the ghosts and gods, and only asking the mysteries of the heavens. Why should I pay attention to the fools in the world? Even if they risked to save them, a few people will be grateful. In the end, they will not continue to be ignorant like the grass on the wall, and those families will continue to disobey the king's law and run rampant.

Changmen Hu is not a lesson from the past.

He got on the horse and pulled the ignorant Li Xiaoguan to the north city. An Bochen forced himself not to look at the crying people. He resisted the troubles in his heart. Before he reached the gate, he saw an old man standing alone at the head of the city from afar. Countless arrows fell at his feet, but he was fearless and continued to speak loudly. What did the rebels in the city say?

Only Yan Fuzi dares to spare himself to face thousands of troops and horses in order to protect the people of the city, and only ask for a clear conscience... But how many strict people are there in the world?

An Bochen looked at Yan Fuzi's straight figure, looked inexplicably, squeezed his lips, and continued to take Li Xiaoguan to the city gate.

Although there are thousands of troops and horses outside the city, there are constantly people who ignore Jin Wuwei's orders and escape from the city like crazy. They think that they are lucky enough to escape, but most of them are shot to death by random arrows. It's not that they are extremely stupid, but that the people all know what kind of fate they will be waiting for them once the city is broken. Although the North City is tall and strong, it is difficult to break for a while, but there are only a few hundred Jinwu guards defending the city. Sooner or later, the city will be broken.

But Li Xiaoguan is different. He can't get in. Even if he is captured alive, Xiao Hou, who wants to lead the army secretly, will spare his life for the sake of intercourse.

An Bochen thought to himself, looking at the dog hole at the gate of the city, and just as he was about to talk to Li Xiaoguan, he suddenly heard a noise in his ear.

"Captain An is here!"

I don't know who shouted first, and the people gathered at the gate turned their heads and looked at An Bochen, and hot eyes gushed out.

The generals and soldiers of the Yulin army are guarding the palace. The officials above the ninth grade are either trapped in the palace or imprisoned in the house. The biggest in the Jinwuwei in the north is only the commander. At this time, the largest general in Liujing was only An Bochen, who had just been awarded the title of lieutenant by Liu Jun, and perhaps the only remaining official.

Thinking of An Bochen's defeat against Li Lin in the martial arts arena, he killed the thief with one enemy in front of Moyun Tower, and the people gradually gave rise to hope in their hearts. Although there is little hope, at least he has the backbone - the young general who came with the gun in front of him and became famous at the age of fifteen.

"Captain An!"

"Captain An!"

"Captain An!"

......

For a moment, all the people were shouting loudly, and even Li Xiaoguan, who had been stunned for a long time, suddenly raised his voice and raised his arms and shouted.

The tide-like shouts came to his ears. An Bochen looked blankly at the people around him. The old man dragged the teenager, the woman comforted the crying children, and the middle-aged men all rolled up their sleeves and looked as if they were about to go out of the city and fight with the enemy.

Along the way, An Bochen forced himself to harden his heart, but he knew that there was always an idea in the bottom of his heart, like a fire that had not yet been ignited.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen turned his head down and saw a pair of parents holding a teenager tightly, looking forward to him. The teenager was thirteen or fourteen years old, the same size as An Bochen. His parents were also thirty or forty years old. They wore ordinary cloth clothes and couldn't help comforting the nervous teenager. An Bochen could see their panic, just to make his child too afraid, so he forced to squeeze out a smile.

Somewhere in the bottom of his heart seemed to be gently hit. An Bochen's nose was sour for no reason. He turned his head quickly, but the emotion could not stop.

An Bochen is also an ordinary person. He has a pair of parents who love him in every way, which is no different from that teenager. In the past, he may not be as good as him. But because of an opportunity and a series of adventures, it was only today. He obviously had a way to break the situation, but he abandoned the people all over the city because he wanted to practice the ruthless road. In time, will his parents also be abandoned by himself?

Fairy dust, what is immortality, what is dust?

Is it the denial to abandon everything in the world for the sake of that ruthless road? If so, even if you can win the road in the future, there will be no joys and sorrows, no those who care about you, sit and look at everything with no expression on your face, just like those walking corpses in the city spirit... So, what's the fun?

I regard them as fools. What are my parents in Yuanjing Village in the past?

The fire in his heart ignited. An Bochen looked up at the indomitable old man in the city and gradually clenched his hand holding the silver gun.