Chapter 433 Long-lost cooperation

The closer to Baicheguo, the more clearly An Bochen can detect the breath of Dian Kui, which is much stronger than he expected before.

At the same time, he found that on the way, in addition to him, there were many masters of the Three Dynasties hiding traces and quietly going to the Hundred Car Kingdom. There are immortals, demons, and the masters of the Kui Dynasty with a deep magic spirit. Among them, there are also those whose breath is similar to An Bochen. The weaker one is the five-fold sky, and there is no one below the five-fold sky.

"It's strange that two or three of them are enough to deal with Lao Dian. Why did they come so much at once?"

Stopped in the dense forest by the Baiche River, An Bochen muttered to himself and was confused.

It seems that Hong Fu is still hiding a lot of things. What on earth is she thinking?

An Bochen took out the glazed bottle and turned out the pen and ink to write quickly.

The glazed bottle sank to the bottom of the sea and floated again at a young time.

"If you are worried, you can go, but you can only look at it from a distance. Don't take action. I have arranged it properly, and I will be able to protect them.

They?

An Bochen frowned. It seems that the three dynasties are not only Dian Kui, but also Wuhua and Zhang Bushi?

After thinking about it, An Bochen wrote again: "There are nearly 40 masters in the three dynasties, and the cultivation is the lowest five heavens."

"Three Dynasties? It seems that Jiekui Erchao has also got the news, but you are still not allowed to take action. It was written in Simajin's reply.

"Why, are you worried about the ban?" An Bochen asked.

"Exact"

"But I have killed a cut-off demon, and it's the same to kill a few more."

After writing this sentence, An Bochen didn't wait for a reply for a long time.

Just as he was about to start again, the glazed bottle floated.

"I warned you earlier, why are you disobedient?"

There was anger and tension between the lines. An Bochen thought for a moment and wrote.

"It is said that it will take more than a year for the real immortals to return. When the matter is solved, I will practice in isolation, and I think it is enough to break through the real world."

"You are really... The real world is not as easy to break through as you think. Even Zhang Qi, who is known as the first genius of the Three Dynasties, has gathered more than 30 defensive magic weapons, and he has not dared to overcome the thunderstorm. Ten thousand steps back, even if you are lucky enough to break through in a year, there are still Xuanxian on top of the real people, who are close to the supreme. If they have a little idea, they can kill you. Simajin replied.

Zhang Qi...

He recited the name in his heart, and An Bochen had a little taste.

"Don't worry, I've always been lucky, and it's the same now." An Bochen wrote easily that he had made up his mind that after solving this matter, he would go to work hard.

"Which identity do you use?"

"Innocent."

"Lucy. Then hide your real identity. You have had a relationship with Peng San, and he has seen your appearance, so he has to find an opportunity to kill him. From now on, when you use your innocent identity, you must change your appearance. Before the real immortals and Xuanxians come back, I will find someone to cover up the secret and help you hide it. In this way, even when they come back, they won't find that you have committed a killing.

"In this way, I can take action." An Bochen wrote with a smile that when Simajin said this, the boulder on his heart suddenly became much lighter.

"I really don't know when you became so violent. If you want to kill people, you can kill them, but you can't recognize them. If you meet the peak of the six heavens, or a strong enemy, tell me what they look like, and I will let you know their skills and tricks. If you meet Zhang Qi, don't fall in love and go as far as you can. This person is not only superior in strength, but also superior in wisdom.

It's Zhang Qi again.

An Bochen smiled inexplicably and became more and more interested in this opponent he had never met.

"There is another thing. Peng San has been arranged by me to find Zhang Qi to test. Peng San broke through to the dual pole world and thought it could delay Zhang Qi for a while." An Bochen wrote.

"I see. They are in my care, and you can do it at night.

Hong Fu's last reply was very concise, and An Bochen faintly smelled a trace of strangeness, as if it was murderous.

It seems that even if Peng San is not defeated by Zhang Qi, he can't escape the "magic palm" of Hong Fu. He just hopes that she will not commit killing like herself.

Thinking of Mr. Peng, An Bochen felt a pity.

As the son of the imperial master and a descendant of Kunpeng, he is not as unbearable as the demon imagined by An Bochen. On the contrary, An Bochen still has a little affection for him, or pity for him. If I hadn't been on both sides, I might have made a relationship, and now I have to give up.

Behind the immortals and demons on both sides of the strait, An Bochen restrained his breath and walked like the wind.

After many years, he and Simajin conspired to plot against others again. Although they were not around, this long-lost feeling has not changed at all.

......

Yin Dynasty, the capital, the third princess's mansion.

After the window, a woman dressed in a female official's dress gently rubbed the bead chain, and a bright laughter came from her ear from time to time, and a trace of imperceptible disgust flashed in her eyes.

She lowered the veil and hid her peerless beauty behind the veil. She squeezed out a smile on her face and turned to the front hall.

Her transfigurement can hide it from the people of the world, but it can't hide it from the immortals. Fortunately, the immortals are sanctimonous. Because of her master and the identity of the female official of the princess's mansion, not many people will come to make trouble, except for the person in front of them. Since she moved into the princess's mansion, the seventh son of Zhang Guoshi's family has visited every once in a while. Everyone can see what he is thinking. Yin Huang also seemed to have the intention of becoming a good thing. Fortunately, she still has the strength not to lose to Zhang Guoshi's master.

"Miss Sima, it's not easy to see you."

Looking up and seeing Simajin, Mr. Zhang Qi's face was filled with a bright smile, and he got up and said.

"It made the seventh prince laugh. The subordinate was busy with the affairs of the house, and he didn't have time until now."

Simajin smiled faintly, and then stood behind the third princess.

The third princess had eaten Tianshou elixir earlier, and now she still maintains the girl's appearance and figure. She looked at Simajin, looked at Zhang Qi, and smiled, "Zhang Qi has something to go far away. This is specially to say goodbye to her sister. I think you two must have a lot to say, so I won't bother you."

After saying that, the third princess bounced up and was about to run out.

Simajin didn't move. Seeing that Zhang Qi's face was happy, she couldn't help scolding the third princess for being ignorant. She must have accepted Zhang Qi's bribes and was bought again.

"Your Highness, wait."

Simajin called out and smiled, "Your Highness, I don't know what I just found in the inner house."

Hearing the words, the third princess stagnated and turned around curiously.

"I found another wild history of the ancient period, which records the story of your favorite son of Jianzhai. Why don't I tell you while the seven princes are here?"

The third princess's face immediately appeared with joy, and she nodded repeatedly, but Mr. Zhang was bitter.

He usually pretends to like history books, but he liked it because he heard that Simajin was very researched in history books. Now he still has important things to do. Since he can't be alone with Simajin, what should he stay here for?

"In this case, I will say goodbye. When things turn around, I will ask Miss Simajin for advice."

With that, Mr. Zhang arched his hand and wanted to leave.

How can you let you leave now? Peng San hasn't come yet. Didn't Peng San change? Why does he fly so slowly?

Simajin said secretly in his heart, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Anzi, an asshole, insisted that I use beauty tricks.

"The prince, stay."

Only two steps were taken, and a crisp female voice came from my ears.

When Mr. Zhang Qi heard that Simajin asked him to stay, his whole body suddenly became crisp from skin to bone.

He hurriedly turned around and Mr. Zhang looked at the beautiful woman opposite.

I don't know where a breeze came out, rolled up the corner of the veil, revealing the bright and touching eyes and seductive lips. Although it was only the tip of the iceberg, it was fleeting, but it also made Zhang Qi a little distracted.

Although Simajin's bottomless hole can't charm immortals as before, her face can also be a generation of fragrance in the fairy-like Yin Dynasty.

"I haven't played the piano for a long time. Why don't I sing that story while playing the piano? If you feel that your ears are dirty, you can leave."

The lotus step walked to the xylophone in the center of the hall. Simajin drew a stunning arc at the corners of his mouth and smiled softly.

"Dare not to obey." Zhang Qi's buttocks immediately returned to the chair.

Sima Jin stroked the piano and sang a song. She was secretly relieved. Mr. Zhang Qi, who was listening to the piano and watching the beauty, frowned and his eyes came out through the wall and fell to the end of the Central Avenue.