Chapter 456 Can't see through

About Simajin's suitor, An Bochen really didn't think much about it before.

Whether it was Sima Fang or Emperor Kuang at the beginning, An Bochen thought that those were just the driving of interests, and added a little Simajin's transfigurement... It's only because when he met her, he was in the most difficult years of An Bochen's life. While being chased and killed, he had to accept Mr. Yi's brainwashing. At that time, the memory was always the most precious and the most indelible. When An Bochen knew the truth that night, he secretly swore that if he had another chance to see Mr. Yi again, he would let him taste it. This feeling of being fooled.

Perhaps because of the strangeness of hundreds of overseas countries, An Bochen felt a little back to the world. When he knew that the love enemy he had never met happened to be in the country of dogs and came to kill his good friend, An Bochen was inexplicably excited.

Luohua deliberately flows ruthlessly. An Bochen also knows that Mr. Zhang Qi is not a rival at all, but he is very uncomfortable, but this is also the first time he has had this kind of emotion, which has also made him tasted for a long time.

"Hey, what are you laughing at?"

Outside the palace gate, the little white dragon Aoba looked at An Bochen and frowned and asked.

"How is your relationship with your second uncle?" An Bochen asked.

"This... Naturally, there is nothing to say. My second uncle has pointed me a lot. Ao Ba subconsciously straightened his chest.

"Your second uncle is so powerful and has a good relationship. Why do you still have Lord Ao Gui hiding in the cave for so many years? I remember clearly that the cattle noses of Xuande Dongtian in those years were not even as good as a divine master.

An Bochen sighed and expressed sympathy for Ao Ba.

"You... Humph, if it weren't for the people behind the blessed earth, how could my father be afraid of a group of insects? The second uncle didn't want to break the rules, so they didn't take action.

Ao Ba gritted his teeth and said.

"Indeed, those people are so abominable, and the country I was in before was also occupied by them."

An Bochen echoed.

The two looked at each other and had the same hatred.

An Bochen has no relatives in hundreds of overseas countries, and the only one who can win over is this long-bearded little white dragon who fought when he was a child. Although it is a little unkind to use him, An Bochen firmly believes that Ao Ba will understand his "good intentions" in the future.

Entering the shrine and walking through the long corridor, An Bochen could clearly hear the loud laughter from the innermost hall.

Does the conversation seem to be pleasant? In my impression, it shouldn't be very indifferent.

An Bochen thought to himself, and the afterglow swept over Ao Ba and saw him frown. There was a man in his stomach, and he was already angry. He couldn't see others happy. If it hadn't been for his second uncle, Ao Ba would have had an attack long ago.

The masked messenger greeted him and led Ao Ba and An Bochen to the hall.

The hall is very simple, the floor tiles are blood red, the walls and domes are snow-white, and there is an indescribable horror.

At the first sight of entering the hall, An Bochen's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the owner sitting in the middle. It was a man in a red feather cloak, nine feet tall, hooked eyebrows, wide eyes, and a black flame dancing gently on the middle of his straight nose.

It was the same as when An Bochen saw him for the first time.

There are two men with a deep breath sitting on the left hand of the hall. One is slightly young and the other is as white as snow. They are also dressed in big clothes and look natural when talking and laughing. On the right hand of the hall sat three immortals. An Bochen aimed at the young man in the middle. He was dressed in white with long hair and excellent temperament. There was nothing too special in his appearance, but there was a trace of pride occasionally flashing between his eyebrows. Even if he was deliberately depressed, it was difficult to hide it.

This is the legendary son of the Dayin Master, Mr. Zhang Qi.

Without the introduction of others, An Bochen can also guess that Mr. Zhang Qi and Peng San are the same kind of people. Zhang Yang's but un pretentious Peng San can make An Bochen have a good impression, but the seemingly gentle Zhang Qi in front of him makes An Bochen sneer in his heart. Of course, most of this is because of Simajin.

An Bochen and Ao Ba walked into the hall, and everyone's eyes turned to them at the same time. With the cultivation of these people, they naturally knew the arrival of the two early, but today is the day to receive distinguished guests. It is reasonable that Lord Yao should not see anyone, but he met these two people.

"Who did I say? It turned out to be my nephew."

The young man on the left side of the hall nod and smiled.

He looks young, but it is not difficult to detect his real age and identity from the deep breath of inadvertently. He can sit in the same hall and receive "stable guests". Presumably he and the old man are also a god of hundreds of countries, and they are friends with him.

An Bochen thought in his heart that it was no wonder that Zhang Qi was so respectful. If each of the gods of the hundred countries had the cultivation of a real fairyland like them, it was a power that could not be underestimated by the Three Dynasties.

It was not until now that An Bochen vaguely found that he used to think too simple. He thought that the strong people between heaven and earth were in Jiuyuanzhou. Now I think that the immortals and demons of Jiuyuanzhou were just migrated from the central continent and the heavenly court in ancient times. In addition to the central continent, there are naturally many other strong gathering places between heaven and earth, only However, it is not as prosperous as the central continent, but there are also people who can compete with the heavenly immortals.

An Bochen thought of a word - foreign aid, which is the second surprise brought to him by hundreds of overseas countries.

He deliberately fell half a step behind Ao Ba. Everyone in the hall, including Mr. Zhang Qi, saw An Bochen passing by, thinking that he was just Ao Ba's entourage.

Except for the killing god, it's amazing.

"Here you are."

He nodded to Ao Ba, and then looked at An Bochen.

It was a kind of look that could see people from head to toe. Some of them were like the king of Dongyue in those years, but it was more fierce than the king of Dongyue. He burned from head to toe, and his skin of An Bochen, who was already burned into a six-fold fairyland.

"I still remember you."

The sound is like a dark ice that can't see the sun, cold and without waves.

"I practiced fast. I saw you more than a hundred years ago, and I was just a naive person."

The whole audience was shocked. The two gods on the left side looked at An Bochen in shock, calming his heart for a long time, and couldn't help re-examiing An Bochen. Yin Chao Erxian on the right hand was even more unbelievable. His stiff face didn't know what to do. Only Mr. Zhang Qi smiled kindly at An Bochen. The clouds were light, but the trembling of his left hand could not be hidden from An Bochen.

The city is even deeper than the gods of the hundred kingdoms.

An Bochen is secretly vigilant.

At this time, he was not only Zhang Qi, but also more vigilant.

Alike today, An Bochen has only seen him twice, but he clearly knows that this kind of person is not a person who talks a lot. He inadvertently talks about his own practice. He may just say hello in other people's ears, but in An Bochen's opinion, there is another meaning.

Is he reminding Zhang Qi? Is it that he is already on Zhang Qi's side?

An Bochen traveled south and north and saw many strong men. From them, An Bochen understood that he could sit to a height like a dragonfly. No matter how arbitrary and murderous he was on the surface, under their intentionally or unintentional hidden appearance, they are all old-fashioned people, and they are all masters of murderers without blood.

They sometimes kill people with their own hands, but they just like to kill people.

When An Bochen looked at him, he saw that he had withdrawn his eyes and drank wine, as if he had not left what he had just said.

"It only took more than a hundred years to break through five realms, and it is difficult for me to produce such a genius for thousands of years. Ha ha, Lord, do you dare to ask these two who are?

It was Mr. Zhang Qi who spoke, and what he said was not a complete compliment.

He also knows a little about the cultivation methods of the gods of a hundred countries, which are all made through the years. An Bochen can break through from a single innocent person to a six heaven in such a short time. This qualification is no less than that of him, and even faintly higher than half a chip. And An Bochen is not like a person from hundreds of overseas countries. Zhang Qi is naturally happy. Out of the heart of encirclement.

He didn't know that he had pulled the wrong person this time.

"My bad nephew and one of his friends."

He said lightly.

When the words fell, An Bochen was a little confused.

He knew An Bochen's identity for a long time. With his skills and status, as well as Zhang Qi's visit, he must have known that An Bochen and Zhang Qi were actually at the same time. He points out An Bochen's extraordinary but did not reveal An Bochen's identity to Zhang Qi. What on earth is he thinking?

An Bochen doesn't know what he is thinking. He only knows that one person can't stand it.

Yu Guang swept to Ao Ba, and saw him clenched his fists and stared at Zhang Qi, suppressing his anger.

In the past, the owner behind the cave Tianfudi was Jiuyuanzhou, and Zhang Qi was the son of the master of the Yin Dynasty. Now the helm of the Yin Dynasty, how could Ao Ba not recognize it? He was slightly stimulated by An Bochen before, and how could he not be annoyed at this time?