Chapter 138 True and False Imperial Heart

"Where is the blue phoenix?"

An Bochen looked up and shouted loudly.

As soon as the sound fell, the phoenix came from the distant sky, and the blue phoenix of the water lake fell from the sky and fell obediently at the feet of An Bochen.

"Are you the dream god of glass beads?"

Caressing Feng Yu, An Bochen asked thoughtfully.

The name "Dream Blessing God" was heard from the first king's wind, which was also appropriate, but he didn't know why there was no dream to bless God in Li Lin and Xiao Hou's dreams, and since this blue phoenix is the existence of protecting the dream of glass pearls, why is it so close to himself? Walk for yourself tirelessly.

Aware of An Bochen's kindness, Blue Phoenix shouted happily and motioned An Bochen to sit down.

He smiled, and An Bochen was not pretentious. He turned over and sat on the phoenix's back. After a long cry, the blue phoenix swayed up and flew straight for nine days.

"I went to Beijing seven years ago."

An Bochen whispered.

The blue phoenix seems to be able to understand people's words, shuttle through the sky, cross the undulating palaces, and fly straight to the depths of the palaces.

I don't know how long it took, the blue phoenix crowed, fell down the clouds and fell into the largest palace. An Bochen jumped down, and as soon as his feet fell to the ground, a ripples swung away from his feet. Wherever he could reach, the scenery changed one after another. When he was young, such a large Shangjing appeared in front of him, making the second city, the bustling crowd, the old people of Beijing, and all kinds of people from all over the world. In short, a hundred Liujing could not be as lively as half of Beijing.

Turning his head and looking, the blue phoenix had already disappeared. An Bochen smiled and walked forward. In a short time, he came to the place where Lizhu stayed.

Going back to seven years ago again, revisiting the old dream, An Bochen followed Princess Lizhu to talk about defeating the ministers in the Jinluan Hall and shocked the emperor with a smile. At that time, Lizhu was high-in-willed, and her intelligence was not inferior to the country's face. Thousands of women lost their color during her conversation and laughter, and had no choice but to become vulgar fans.

She was originally Princess Liu. She went to the north alone for her brother. She lost her eyebrows. Why do she need to fall in love with the country?

An Bochen was in a trance, sitting in an exquisite carriage, accompanying the glass beads to revisit his hometown, but it was a different feeling. It is like a fish in water, but wherever the glass beads go, they are decorated with lanterns and open the middle door to greet each other. Unfortunately, she is a daughter. If not, she must be a talented king.

Finally, after a month, An Bochen followed Lizhu to Situ's house uneasily.

Just like that time, Li Zhu got out of the carriage with a kit and stopped in front of Situ's house.

Taking a deep breath and hesitating for a long time, the glass beads opened the kit in her left hand. His eyes fell on the brocade bag, and Lizhu's body trembled, and her face turned pale in an instant, full of disbelief.

An Bochen felt a pain in his heart. Li Zhu had thrown the kit to the ground and trembled to open the kit in his right hand. The spring breeze came, carrying the fragrance of flowers, and the glass beads stood stunned. In a blink of an eye, the prince's kit was blown to the ground by the wind, but she ignored it and just quietly looked at the door two steps away.

I don't know how long it took. Lizhu wiped the tears on her cheeks and walked into Situ's house with a smile.

Slap his lips tightly, An Bochen strode forward and followed him.

Lizhu's invitation was sent to the boss's apprentice's house early. When the car arrived, the housekeeper had greeted him at the door with a servant maid.

Without saying a word, Li Zhu followed the housekeeper numbly, walked through the corridors of the halls, and came to the backyard.

He bit his red lips, and his eyes were slightly red. He looked blankly at Xiaozhu in front of him, and didn't know that his lower lip had been blooded by his jade teeth.

The cold wind roared, rolled up the sand and dust, and fell at the feet of the glass beads.

The body trembled suddenly, the glass beads wiped away the tears, and resolutely walked into the small building.

Pushing the door and entering, there was no one in the room. Looking up, I saw a faint figure behind the screen.

"Lizhu has met Lord Situ."

With his knees slightly bent, the glass beads bowed to Wang Situ Yingying, but there was no sound behind the screen, and it was as quiet as before.

The pretty face floated with pain. After a blink of an eye, the glass beads leaned to his waist and suddenly pulled off the ribbon. The gorgeous skirt fell to the ground, and An Bochen, who was beside him, blushed.

After taking off the first coat, the glass beads took a deep breath and slowly faded off the shirt, revealing the milky white clothes.

The flawless figure appeared in front of An Bochen. An Bochen's heart beat fast, and he only felt that his mouth was dry.

It was different from the previous time when I saw Lizhu and Wang Xiner upside down * Luan * phoenix. At that time, it was just a glimpse of Jinghong. In addition, Simajin was beside him, and An Bochen did not dare not go to see more. Now, unlike the past, Lizhu suddenly took off her clothes, which caught An Bochen off guard. At this time, it was impossible to withdraw his eyes.

The graceful figure that is enough to make the men in the world fall in love appears in front of An Bochen. The peaks are beautiful, the vermilion bulge, the thighs are slender and fragrant * the buttocks are round * upturned, the exquisite curves and downs, and the milky white clothes are almost transparent. Even if it can wrap the girl's charming body, it is difficult to hide the faintly fragrant private part.

An Bochen only felt that the bottom of his abdomen was gradually burning, and his cheeks seemed to be cut all over by a hot knife.

Just when he was a little unable to help himself, a beautiful face suddenly flashed in front of him. Although it was not as upside down the world as the glass beads, a smile made An Bochen's heart throb, as if a clear spring gushed, extinguishing the evil fire in the bottom of the young man's heart.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen's cheeks were slightly red, and he turned his head guiltily.

For the sake of Liu Guo, Lizhu was wronged, and she still took advantage of her dream, which really shouldn't be.

The rustling sound came. An Bochen knew that the glass beads were undressed, and he was more and more unbearable.

But this is just a dream. What can An Bochen do? What's more, even if he can take Lizhu away, it is only this dream that has changed. The past has already been decided, and the future will happen slowly according to the past. I'm afraid that even the immortals can't change the fate of Lizhu's doomed life.

"Is this the secret that the uncle wants? Li Zhu accompanied Wang Situ..."

Subconsciously clenched his fist and let go. An Bochen shook his head with a wry smile.

At this moment, the man behind the screen finally opened his mouth.

"Okay, stop."

The calm voice came, not only the glass beads, but also An Bochen was stunned.

"Who are you?"

Hesitating for a moment, the glass beads covered his chest tightly, tightened his slender and smooth legs, and asked in surprise.

The person behind the screen seemed to be hesitating. His voice was not old. Naturally, it would not be the Wang Situ. A little, he said, "Your brother Wang asked for peace this time and asked you to ask for peace and accept Lan Yue, but it's not too late to avenge a gentleman for ten years?"

The glass beads who were dressing were stunned, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. The towering chest fluctuated slightly, and he was stunned and said, "Who the hell are you?"

The man behind the screen smiled and did not answer directly. He slowly walked out of the screen, revealing the faces of Ling Lizhu and An Bochen standing on the spot at the same time. He smiled and said, "Go back and tell your brother that it was Lu Sikong who killed Princess Liu, not a widow. Lu Sikong is the reincarnation of Laojun Mountain God. He is protected by ghosts and gods, and it is difficult to take revenge. However, I feel sorry for the pain of his widowhood, which can help him a lot.

A widow in one bite, although he is dressed in a casual clothes with a smile on his face, but he is not angry and arrogant, and the emperor's posture is undoubtedly revealed.

The man in his thirties who came to Situfu in the white dragon and fish suit was Zhao Xuanxu, the lord of the five provinces, the country of thirteen princes, and the Da Kuang of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

He is also the squeal emperor of folk jokes.

Will such a handsome and magnificent emperor make fun of chrying all day long?

There was a strong bitterness at the corners of his mouth. An Bochen was in an inexplicable mood and muttered in a low voice, "It's really not simple than the other. I thought Liu Jun had hidden deep enough, but I didn't expect that Emperor Kuang would still be able to hide. They were acting one by one, but they were acting for someone... People from all over the world? Or..."

Before An Bochen thought about it, Emperor Kuang said again, "Except for Lu Sikong..."

An Bochen stared at the "Emperor of the scorpion" and listened attentively, but at this time, he only felt that his heart was shocked, and a magnificent momentum pressed against him.

The voice of Emperor Kuang could no longer be heard in his ear, and the scenery in front of him also made strange changes, as if it were separated. An Bochen looked at it. Behind Emperor Kuang, there were prosperous mountains and rivers. Between the mountains and rivers, there were golden iron horses, knives and guns like mountains, shouting to kill the sky.

An Bochen was stunned, and then his face changed sharply.

That's the dream background of Emperor Kuang. When you meet another person in one's dream, the dreams of the two will cross... Shit! Dreams bless God!

An Bochen's heart moved, and after a blink of an eye, the dragon roared.

A golden dragon was born from the end of the mountains and rivers. The body of nine claws is a nine-year-on dragon.

There is nothing between heaven and earth. As far as An Bochen can see, there is only the real dragon that swallows and breathes fog and rushes at him.

The irresistible murderous intention swept over An Bochen, like a blazing fire and a thousand years of ice. At this moment, An Bochen's body was like a thousand minutes, and his heart beat wildly, and he could no longer move at all.

The sound of phoenix singing came, but the blue phoenix came in a hurry, suddenly picked up An Bochen and flew back.

The wind roared and echoed in his ear. An Bochen held the phoenix's neck tightly and flew back to the original dream background of Lizhu. Looking back, An Bochen's face stiffened, but he saw that the real dragon did not stop chasing. He broke into Princess Lizhu's dream from Emperor Kuang's dream. With a crash, he didn't know how many palace walls were knocked down by the dragon and collapsed.

Not long after, the real dragon was about to catch up, and the blue phoenix could not avoid it. It loosened the phoenix beak and threw An Bochen from the sky and clouds.

The piercing cold wind blew over his body over and over again. An Bochen looked at the ground closer and felt dizzy. At the moment when he was about to land, An Bochen gritted his teeth and suddenly closed his eyes...

The fragrance rushed into the nose, and the lake wind crossed the window lattice and rolled up the wind bell.

The touch of his hands is as soft as warm jade, towering and full of elasticity, but An Bochen dares not move half a time. Looking at the woman who was sleeping soundly under his body, An Bochen looked inexplicable. After a moment, he floated up and came out of the water villa.

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(There are many prohibited words in this chapter... Calm down...)