Chapter 213 Wang Feng

Lei Zhu penetrated into Yuan Sanlang's right eye and disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when Lei Zhu hid into Yuan Sanlang's body, a strange feeling came from An Bochen's heart, and the memory was overwhelming.

That's Yuan Sanlang's memory.

At this time, it is like a thick book, pages spread out in front of An Bochen.

...... Since his childhood, his parents have died and he has been lonely. Later, he was brought into the secret palace by a mysterious master. Together with thousands of children, he went through many hardships and finally became one of the 365 disciples of the secret palace. Then, it was a more cruel selection. 365 disciples were arranged in a valley and killed each other. Only the last nine people could survive and become the ultimate legendary master... Yuan Sanlang survived, and Emperor Kuang was appointed as the legendary master.

And the other eight people also use their own legends as pseudonym, such as Purple Dragon Girl, Strange Bat, Ghost Big, Bitter Fox...

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An Bochen quietly "looked" at Yuan Sanlang's memory and looked at the eight teenagers who would reinterpret the legend of Kuang.

He knew that these children who had heavenly cultivation at a young age and were selected by Emperor Kuang would eventually become his opponents. The day of facing the enemy may take a long time, or it may be very soon. In the fate arranged by Emperor Kuang, they are the masters who obey God's will and save the fate of Da Kuang, and he, An Bochen, is the grindstone on the road of growth of the masters, which is useless.

At this moment, An Bochen frowned slightly.

Among the remaining eight legendary masters, An Bochen found an alien.

His nickname is Langke, which is different from the eight legendary masters including Yuan Sanlang. He is not from the secret palace and does not belong to the 365 secret palace disciples. Instead, he suddenly appeared more than a year ago and killed the original Langke and replaced him with the acquiescence of Emperor Kuang.

In Yuan Sanlang's memory, the cultivation of the wanderer seems to be inferior to heaven, but his strength is not inferior to any legendary master. Except for the Purple Dragon Girl, the rest of the life owners are very afraid of the prodigal, perhaps because he is an outsider, or because of his ability to kill the old prodigal. There is not much affection between the legendary masters, and because of this, it is more difficult for them to accept a stranger.

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"King's son-in-law, come and have a look!"

There was the scream of Shangguan Wan'er in his ear. An Bochen frowned. At the same time, Yuan Sanlang, who was not far away, suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked by Shangguan Wan'er, who looked at An Bochen.

An Bochen turned his head and looked out of the window. He saw a golden dragon rising to the sky at the other end of the town. He was attacked by an unclear shadow in the dark night and retreated repeatedly.

"The strange bat?"

In Yuan Sanlang's memory, the description of Qi Batke is that he comes and goes without a trace, comes out day and night, and kills people at night.

In the "Da Kuang God Monster Talk" that An Bochen has seen, the strange bat is half a demon and half a ghost. He was also a son of Da Kuang in his early years. He was originally a son of a rich family. He liked to explore and was very good at traveling in deep caves and dangerous caves. Unexpectedly, in a secret exploration, he was bitten by a strange bat and blind. Woe and blessings depend on each other. He walked like a ghost at night, but he was afraid of the sun and slept in the daytime. After returning home, he was disliked by the elders of the family because he could not see anything and looked like a ghost. In anger, he bit his family to death and went to the deep cave alone. He ate on beasts and drank Tianlu. When he met the prince who liked to explore as much as before, he would always hide on the side to persuade him. If the man insisted on not listening, he would go out and bite and kill him.

Most of these myths and legends happened in the early years of Da Kuang. What secrets are hidden in them?

An Bochen did not think about it any more, and another legendary master appeared. The proud son of heaven selected by Emperor Kuang, whether it was to repay the preaching of the first Wang Feng or for his own consideration, An Bochen could not sit idly by.

The screen was fragmented, and the sandalwood in the incense burnt finally burned to the tail root.

An Bochen looked at Yuan Sanlang with wide eyes and a blank expression, and a bold plan came to his mind.

The thunder beads refined and generated by the nine-fold thunder are connected to An Bochen's soul. When it flew into Yuan Sanlang's body, An Bochen not only won the memory of Yuan Sanlang, but also control Yuan Sanlang's "body" in his heart like a puppet, but he is not a puppet, but a flesh-and-blood, exactly the same Yuan Sanlang, with that Like Chen Taiji, Yuan Sanlang is not Yuan Sanlang, but more like another split of An Bochen.

"King of the son-in-law, you..."

Seeing An Bochen and the prince in brocade clothes strode out, Shangguan Waner hurried forward and asked.

"Stay here and don't run around."

An Bochen did not stop, but left a cold sentence and disappeared at the top of the stairs in a blink of an eye.

Shangguan Wan'er's expression was stiff, and she stopped her feet in agrievous way, and a complex look flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Since he bumped into the emperor's son-in-law and the prince of Huafu, his expression and tone have become different. In short, he is no longer like the man in his daughter's country.

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The east of the town is a hill.

The hills are not high, but they are very steep. Under the dark night, there are many caves crawling, just like the dwelling place where the half-demon and half-ghost exists in The Legend of the Bat.

The night is dark and windy. Whether in or outside the story, the strange bats are greedy to enjoy the pleasure of using blood as paint and writing strange legends under the night.

The dark black cloak dragged behind him, and the tall and thin teenager wrapped in the cloak looked at the golden dragon falling from the sky. The corners of his mouth grinned, revealing his snow-white teeth. It was another easy slaughter, just like tearing up those useless secret palace disciples in the past, without any suspense. Although the teenager on the opposite hillside can know the secret art, and it is still the purest secret art, but after all, he only has the cultivation of the ground. Even if he can gather the golden dragon, he can't defeat his own shadow attack.

The first experience of entering the world was so easy that it made the bat guest a little doubt whether His Majesty chose the wrong person.

Holding his arms, the strange bat raised his head and looked condescendingly at the first Wang Feng: "I have never heard of the woman you mentioned. If you give up now, I will spare your life."

Just like the strange bat in The Legend of Kuang, you have to dissuade before killing.

The strange bat in Taiqing Town has already made up his mind to kill the stubborn teenager opposite him. What he said was just to show his magnanimity and fake compassion, so that it would be more pleasant to kill.

On the hill not far away, the first Wang Feng relied on a branch to support his body, and his chest was stained with blood. With the ups and downs of his chest, he became more and more shocking.

In the past three years, I don't know how many roads I have walked, how many places I have walked, hope again and again, and after despair, I finally found her news. Three years ago, they should have left Da Kuang in a building boat that could resist the strongest sea wind, but they didn't expect that the man who promised their hope did not appear after getting the secret. There was an 800-person armored iron cavalry.

It was not until three years later that the first Wang Feng, who traveled almost throughout the Northeast, did not know that he and Yue Qingqing should not trust others easily. People here are different from people in Taoyuan. What they say may not be able to do it, and the promises made are more likely to be a fatal trap. Unfortunately, the first Wang Feng knew it too late. It was too late for him to find Yue Qingqing again. It took him three years to search for three thousand miles, but he couldn't find it.

Since then, the first Wang Feng has never slept soundly. In the empty night field, under the dark sky, he looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt panicked.

Yue Qingqing also practices secret skills, but because of her physique and strange diseases born with, she can't practice the attack method. A girl who is seriously ill and will gasp and have tightness after less than half a miles. She has no power to tie a chicken. She walks alone in Kanto, where bandits are rampant and human lives are like grass...

Every time he thought of this, the first Wang Feng couldn't help trembling. He tried his best to stop thinking about it, but how could he stop the nightmare? White tears flowed from the white eyes, and the drops fell between the thorns of the barren grass. In the end, they dyed the withered yellow grass red.

** With two feet, walking in the ice and snow, walking through the gravel with sharp teeth, only in this way can the first king wind be slightly numb. But when his feet gradually became numb and the scars on the soles of his feet were harder than gravel, his heart couldn't stop the sharp pain, and it was countless times more painful than before.

If he had thought more at the beginning, he would not have believed in Uncle Kuang so easily, and he and Qingqing would not have been separated in the chaotic army.

Promised the comfort and happiness of her life. Now when I look back, how many things did I make my own claim when I fled all the way to Da Kuang three years ago? Most of them were settled in her soft words, swinging again and again.

At that time, she was a conceited secret genius. In the final analysis, she was just a teenager who was only passionate and brainless, but she was full of hope for the future. She believed that she would take her to escape from Taoyuan, escape from Da Kuang, and fly away to find Taoyuan, which was only the two of them.

"I'm not mistaken, am I? Are you crying?"

Under the moonlight, the strange bat looked at the first Wang Feng with tears on his face in surprise and stopped the foot that was about to be taken.

A strong curiosity floated in his mouth. The strange batke looked at the first Wang Feng with great interest. This teenager, who did not take a step back from the attack that he had gained the upper hand again and again, knew that he was teasing him but still did not give up, actually cried. Could it be that he was not as fearless as he thought... Yes, people are always afraid of death.

The first Wang Feng is afraid of death. He is afraid that he will die. She is still alive. If she still has hope for the future she promised her, wouldn't she have waited for three years in vain? What's more terrible is that if she doesn't know that she is dead, how long will she wait helplessly?

She worked hard to find the only place where she could exist. Taiqing Town was close at hand, but because of the existence of the evil teenager, there was nothing she could do, and she could not go further.

The cold wind roared, the moonlight became cold, and the first king wind trembled in despair.

The whistling of the wind seemed to be mixed with other sounds, and the once soft and cheerful smiles were when they had just escaped from Taoyuan and had no way out. The first Wang Feng clearly remembered that the thin girl dragged him up with a gentle and light smile on her face, hiding in his arms and saying softly.

"Are you unhappy at the beginning? You forget that we have spent many happy days. If we encounter unhappy days in the future, then draw strength from the previous happiness, so that we can go all the way... "Dumb little wind!"

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Happy days... Yes, those happy days in the past.

No matter where I am or where you are, we have never forgotten one day.