Chapter 91 Check the Night

Sima Jin's expression was calm, and he did not change color because he was broken.

Turning his head, Simajin looked at An Bochen leisurely and suddenly smiled and said, "They are right. I was born with no bottom. I told you that night that I was ugly, and now you should not be interested in seeing my true face again.

An Bochen was stunned and shook his head quickly. He was in an inexplicable mood, but he didn't know what to say.

He knows that Sima Jin is different. No matter how talented he is, he is far more knowledgeable than his peers, and even some adult men are not as good as him. He has no family style to deal with people and things. But An Bochen didn't expect that Simajin was also born with a bottomless hole. She never showed Taoism on weekdays, and mostly relied on Taoist charms and demons. Even if she looked at the disaster of Junhu that day, she did not use Taoism.

Looking at Simajin's cold and frosty face, the curiosity in An Bochen's heart did not weaken, but became more and more curious about what kind of face he had under that elegant face... Born with bottomless holes, most of them are gifted and strange-looking people.

For a moment, there was no sound in the Moyun Tower.

The sky is dim, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the candlelight occasionally flashes on the rosefinch street. The candlelight is cold and also thickly dull.

At this moment, An Bochen's eyelids jumped, and he subconsciously turned his head and saw a figure floating across the street corner.

Although he didn't see the whole picture clearly, the most familiar cloth made An Bochen's face change sharply.

It's Mr. Li! He really came!

Simajin......

Raising his head suddenly, An Bochen stared straight at Simajin. The next moment, he reached out to copy the innocence of the case, and the other hand pulled his boss Majin.

"Go with me!"

Simajin was stunned and showed unhappiness on her face, but when the sweaty hand clenched her tightly, the warmth came, Simajin's heart jumped up and looked at An Bochen doubtfully: "Where are you going?"

"You are the root of the variable, and Mr. Li wants to kill you."

An Bochen was anxious, hurriedly explained a few words, and then pulled Simajin to run downstairs.

The sudden change, Wuhua and Zhang Bushi stared with big eyes, shook their heads helplessly, and also went downstairs.

The root of the variable... If you are a variable, that's right. However, how do you know that he is coming to kill me tonight? If he wanted to kill me, he should have done it.

Riding on horseback, Simajin muttered to herself, turned her eyes to An Bochen with a tight face, and her eyebrows were a little comfortable.

An Bochen looked around and didn't hear Simajin's muttering. Although he couldn't find Mr. Li, he faintly felt that Mr. Li was nearby.

Mr. Li is a snake demon. If you want to kill Simajin, you have to find a place where it is not easy for him to fight... Downtown... If he kills there and his identity is exposed, it may attract nonsense.

If An Bochen knew where Hu was, his first choice tonight was naturally him. Unfortunately, An Bochen did not want to have anything to do with the people in Changmen, nor did he inquire about his residence.

After deciding, An Bochen tightened the reins, looked at Simajin, and rushed to the old Tang Dynasty. Sima Jin was helpless and had to follow An Bochen. He had vaguely guessed that it might be because of this that Xiao Anzi was out of class today.

At this time, although there were few pedestrians on Zhuque Street, the long street in the distance was crowded and brightly lit. An Bochen said to himself, as long as he left Zhuque Street and rushed to the downtowns in front of him, Mr. Li would have scruples and it would be difficult to do it.

However, just as the two were ten horses left on the street corner, the moonlight fell and fell on the man in the middle of the street.

Long hair in cloth, out of the dust, outstanding, with a smile at the corners of his mouth.

An Bochen suddenly tightened the reins and looked at the man in a complicated way.

Mr. Bu Yili, seven years of crown Dongliu, bronze horse with gold and silver, and sings farewell to the emperor.

After a month, he faced the prince who had followed him for four years again, but things had gone wrong, as if he had passed away.

The smile at the corners of his mouth became stronger and stronger. The big demon hidden in Liujing, who was good at looking at it, looked at An Bochen up and down, and nodded slowly for a long time: "I haven't seen you in a month. Bochen is fine... As soon as the prince came, the dust came, and the dust came, and the dust finally lived up to my criticism. I just don't know where Bochen is going to hurry out of the building tonight?

Even if there are thousands of words, even if he has thought about what to say when he meets the prince, at this moment, An Bochen can't squeeze out half a word. His whole body is stiff, and he glances at Simajin, who frowned from time to time.

In a blink of an eye, An Bochen suddenly turned the horse's head and shouted, "From behind..."

Before he finished speaking, An Bochen's face stiffened, and he saw a man walking slowly from the corner of the street. The ink-robed python belt, the golden crown hung high, his face was handsome, and the corners of his mouth were raised. It was the left image that he had told him in the daytime.

The left side of the street, and the left side of the street seemed to block the road of the two people.

There was a strong ominous in his heart. An Bochen vaguely expected that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

"Bo Chen, you are still tricked."

Mr. Li's smiling voice came from behind him.

"The left phase is like this. I just want to introduce me out of those things to you. In this game, you have become his pawn.

Hearing this, An Bochen's body shook slightly and gradually reacted.

The left prime minister and Mr. Li competed in Liujing. The left prime minister was on the bright side, and Mr. Li did not come out. The left prime minister could do nothing to deal with Mr. Li unless he was brought out. However, why does Mr. Li appear tonight? As the left prime minister said, Mr. Li really wants to attack her? But if you want to kill Simajin, why don't you do it earlier?

It was not until this time that An Bochen found the flaw, but he also knew that Zuo Xiang expected that he would be confused and would never think deeply about it, so he set up this plan.

But how to explain that flaw? If Mr. Li wants to kill Simajin, why don't he do it?

An Bochen's heart moved and looked at the girl beside him. He saw that her face was calm, her eyes flashed, and she was also thinking.

"Yes, he was tricked. Why didn't you be tricked? The root is away from the building, and it's still at night, how can you let it go?

Zuo Xiang said with a smile.

Through An Bochen and Simajin, Mr. Li also smiled at the corners of his mouth and was not in a hurry.

The moonlight fell on their cheeks, and they were both a kind smile, reflecting each other, but it made An Bochen subconsciously think of the double-headed snake in Li Lin's dream.

"Come with me!"

At this moment, Simajin suddenly opened her mouth. She jumped off her horse and pulled up An Bochen and ran to the mansion beside her. Simajin's body is very light, like a feather as soft as nothing. In a blink of an eye, she floated to the roof with An Bochen and went to Longquanfang.

Zuo Xiang and Mr. Li didn't seem to expect that Simajin would abandon the horse immediately. What's more, he didn't expect that she could take more than 20 feet away. She just wanted to use the Taoist method to chase and kill her. But the next moment, the air machine was locked, and the two suppressed the idea of chasing at the same time, stood with their hands on their backs, and confronted on Zhuque Street.

"Red Fu, where are we going?"

As Sima Jinteng moved into the number of houses, An Bochen became curious.

Although Sima Jin's body method is wonderful, An Bochen did not make a fuss. When his soul wanders, he ran like electricity and bounced like flying, which was much smarter than Sima Jin.

"Xiao Anzi, Zuo Xiang and Mr. Li are both demons?"

Simajin asked coldly. An Bochen was stunned, and then nodded and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

staring at An Bochen, Simajin said anly, "Well, I don't know how long you have hidden it from me... Everywhere I go, I will sacrifice a five-grade Taoist charm, called the demon stop charm, which can be used to capture demons and prevent big demons from entering. The Fu was sacrificed in the jade hall, and what Zuo Li said was to lead me out of the building, and they could only do it at night. Their identities can be imagined.

With that, Simajin breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest and said, "It's also a fluke. I stay in the building at night these days when you are recuperating."

Yes, fortunately, she has been staying in the building. It should be that after Simajin pretended to be a demon that night, Li Zuo and the two people fell in love with it. It was also a coincidence that Simajin's ambush demon happened to be a double-headed snake. They accidentally bumped into Wuhua, Zhang Bushi and Hu Bufei to know that there was a snake demon in Liujing, and Li Gongzi and Zuo Xiang naturally couldn't sit still.

An Bochen said in his heart that the night wind was cold, which made his face cold, but the palm of his hand was warm.

Looking sideways at Sima Jin, who was pulling herself to Longquanfang, she narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression was indifferent, and the previous coldness was gone. An Bochen knew that although Sima Jin didn't say anything, his expression had recovered as usual. He wanted to know why he skipped class and went back to the building.

In this case, I don't need to explain anything.

A big misunderstanding disappeared in the night of Liujing. The two of them did not open their mouth like a rhinoceros. They let the autumn wind blow, and the surrounding scenery crossed their eyes.

In a short time, Longquanfang has arrived.

Goulan is full of wine, and it is also the best time to do business at night.

An Bochen looked at Simajin puzzledly and said, "Why did you take me here?" Why don't you go back to the building? What if they chase after them?

"I can't go back to Moyun Tower."

Simajin smiled and said, "It's safe to stay in the building, but I don't want to be bored day and night."

Hearing the words, An Bochen looked slightly gloomy and asked hesitantly, "So are you going to go back to the State of Wu?"

"Wu can't go back either. Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

With that, Simajin pulled up An Bochen and ran to the depths of the long alley.

Leaving Zhuque Street, Simajin seemed to forget that there were two big demons thinking about her. He looked relaxed and was as heartless as Li Xiaoguan.

But she seems to be such a person. She doesn't think too much about anything, and she doesn't want others to know too much... Maybe I'm an exception. I know her origin, her identity, and her wishes... At least in these 70 miles of Liujing, no one knows more than himself.

An Bochen thought that his face was red by the lantern above his head, and he followed Simajin in the pink-flavored hook bar regardless. The girl upstairs waved her hands, and the drunk downstairs shouted crazy words. The madam solicited customers diligently, and the turtle was full of flattery. Looking around, the lights are green, and there is no dust in the fireworks, but it is a scene that An Bochen has never seen before.

Where on earth is she taking me?

Although An Bochen was curious, he took the warm hand and ran in the strange fireworks alley. He didn't bother to think too much.

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(Some children asked why there were so many geniuses. In fact, it was easy to understand. It was originally from a different place, but they were hooked to the State of Liu together. Besides, there are many talents in troubled times, great demons are born, and the signs of troubled times are already obvious~)