Chapter 185 Travel thousands of miles without victory, defeat but never die 1

100,000 Yulin surrounds the Chinese Palace.

Play the yellow bell, sing the big deer, and dance the cloud gate to worship the immortals.

In the early spring, when you go up to the capital, down to the princes will make a lot of sacrifices and worship the immortal gods of the ancestors, so as to have a smooth wind and rain and a bumpy harvest in spring.

In front of the Beijing Palace, there was a group of solemn images. Only the middle-aged man sitting above tens of thousands of people looked sleepy and hung his head listlessly. The thirty-six golden crowns coveted by the princes of the world were played back and forth by him boringly, and the ministers beside him frowned frequently.

But who dares to say more?

Your Majesty has always been like this. No matter how much you say, it will help. What's more, the ceremony is silent at present. At this time, you can only stare and suffer this hour first.

The ministers suffered hard, and the Lord of Da Kuang also suffered a lot. An hour later, the ceremony finally came to an end. The ministers knelt down and worshipped the sky. Emperor Kuang also pretended to bow. His eyes were red and full of tears. I don't know how many yawns he had.

"Your Majesty, are you going back to the palace or the villa?"

The ministers left one by one, and the elderly servant who served after Jinluan asked with low eyebrows.

Hearing the words, Emperor Kuang immediately became energetic, jumped up, touched his belly first, and then hesitated and said, "Swing! Drive to the villa! Let me see if the general Hu Ben on the Jiangnan offering is as angry as the legend!"

"Your Majesty's Shenwei General has been raised for three years. He is fat and has claws. How can a tiger in the south of the Yangtze River be compared with the general carefully trained by Your Majesty?"

The old servant flattered and waited on Emperor Kuang's pedal.

But at this moment, a waiter stumbled past, and his face was full of panic. When there were ten steps left, he crawled to the ground crying and kowtowed repeatedly.

"How dare a bold dog slave dare to disturb the holy driver?"

A cold light flashed in the old servant's eyes and scolded angrily.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, your Majesty..."

The young waiter cried and only kowtowed, but he didn't say a thing or two.

Emperor Kuang grasped the tassel boredly. After a long time, he raised his head and reluctantly opened his eyelids and said, "What's the matter?"

"Your Majesty... Slave, I forgot to close the cage door last night. This morning, I found that General Hu Ben actually ran into the bamboo cage of General Shenwei. It... It... It bit General Shenwei to death.

The young waiter trembled, used his last bit of strength, and said desperately.

A flash of color flashed in the eyes of the elderly maidservant who was waiting in front of Luan. He secretly stared at the middle-aged man on Luan. He was stunned at first, and then couldn't help trembling.

"Dog slave! Dog slave! I killed you, you dog slave!"

Emperor Kuang suddenly got up, stepped out of the car, pulled out the sword at his waist and cut it at the waiter.

The silver light flashed, and the waiter rolled to the ground with a cry of pain. Emperor Kuang's sword only scratched the blood stain on his face, two inches deep.

"Come on! Drag this dog slave out to feed the dog! In addition, General Hu Ben was also killed by my widow!"

Emperor Kuang was so angry that he paced back and forth, waved his arms and cursed. The emperor did not look like an emperor, just like an ordinary child who had a bad temper.

A trace of sarcasm appeared on the corners of his mouth. The elderly servant bowed his waist and asked carefully, "Dare you ask your Majesty, but you want to kill the tiger general from Jiangnan Liu Kingdom?"

"Exactly!"

Emperor Kuang jumped like thunder, hummed heavily, and waved his sleeves.

Whether it is the Shenwei General or the Hu Ben General in their mouths, they are all talking about the best thing in the life of the slying emperor - the sly s. Naturally, the new general Hu Ben was arranged by the old servant, and Emperor Kuang seemed not to notice that the old servant stole the beam and changed the pillar. He changed his name to General Hu Ben's general. The absurd emperor made another ridiculous will.

The goal had been achieved, but the old waiter was not very satisfied. After the stunned emperor, who was chasing him, dragged the crigs back to the inner palace, he looked up at the sky with his hands on his back, and his back gradually became straight, and his majestic spirit arose spontaneously.

His face is white and not burly, but if he wears a mask, who will know that he is just a servant of the inner palace?

Serving for the real dragon, seeing the dragon's face every day, he is in charge of the emperor's heart. Although he is only the general manager of the internal affairs, the three public may not have the ability to call the wind and rain.

"I haven't seen him for seven days. Where on earth has he been... Well, as long as it is still in Da Kuang, you will find it one day. There is only one excuse for the ambition of the princes. In this way, it can not only force innocence, but also give excuses to the imperring princes... Kill two birds with one stone.

Shaking his head, the old man sneered and walked along the palace stream in all directions, with the imperial edict of Emperor Kuang, walking slowly.

If you want to add to your sins, there is no excuse.

On this day, Emperor Kuang issued a decree: Liu Youhu Benlang will attack his colleagues at night, disturb the princes, pass on the will of the widow, and kill An Bochen!

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Ten days later, Wu Guojing City, Langfang Street.

The traceless flames flashed across the long street, and it was more slow than light.

After a long journey for ten days, An Bochen rushed through the wilderness, and when he arrived at the land of the prefecture, he turned into fire. Even so, he was very energetic, but he had no choice. An Bochen knew that since Changmen could intervene to kill him in the southern Liujing, there was a wide range of power. Under the whole world, where are there no people in Changmen? If An Bochen is alone, he will hide in the world and escape from this right and wrong, but he still has Yuanjing Village. There are three Li Xiaoguan who don't know what's going on now. It's just a stopgap measure to ask Mr. Yi to take action. If you want to completely break free from this situation, there is only one way... Maybe it's not a good way, or even a bad idea, but now, if An Bochen wants to get out of this situation, there is only this road to go.

Perhaps there is another way - "fraudulent death" is innocent, but on the one hand, An Bochen is reluctant to give up, and on the other hand, without the "innocent scholar", which is enough to affect the situation, An Bochen's strength will be greatly weakened.

Fortunately, An Bochen still has all kinds of magical powers, such as the two lines of water and fire, such as wandering into a dream. If you can find the place of the long gate, you can't do it by coincidence and catch them off guard, just like the long door did to him more than half a month ago.

Therefore, the most urgent thing is to find the long sect meeting that has been standing in Da Kuang for nearly ten thousand years but has only disappeared. An Bochen escaped from Liujing, and he could not travel out of the vassal states outside Liujing regardless of his body, so he could only come to the State of Wu in person to look for Sima Jin.

Looking at the endless Chinese car BMW, An Bochen's tongue was bitter.

In the past, he had also imagined that he would get out of Liujing and come to Wujing to look for Simajin in person in the future, but he did not expect that in such a situation, he would hide like a bereaved dog, and gradually replaced by his wanted official documents in front of the gate of the county. The people of Changmen can be said to be very powerful. Although it is very different from what Hu Bhu said in the past that he did not get involved in the world, there is a little nonsense that is very right. Changmen does have a skill that makes emperors and princes afraid... However, in this way, Changmen is involved in the secular world and breaks the original balance. How can Da Kuang's superiors sit idly by and ignore it... Can you join hands with the Kuang Emperor who hides deeper than anyone else?

He shook his head and smiled bitterly. An Bochen sighed softly. He is just a general of Liu Guo, an insignificant chess piece. How can he get into the eyes of those people?

No more thinking about it, An Bochen floated to the narrow mansion.

Although the door is simple, it is possible to have two entrances and suddenly become open. Looking at it, it overlaps and overlaps one after another, and one-third of the Liu Palace is about the same size. Without the golden splendor of the palace, it is dignified and solemn, with a trace of old and clumsy depth, which makes people feel slightly depressed.

The first time he came to the place where Sima Jin lived, An Bochen was not in the mood to see the scenery. According to Sima Jin's words, he walked all the way through the main hall and the Hyogo temple, and soon came to the small building where the courtyard door was locked.

Turning over the door of the courtyard, An Bochen was stunned. As far as his eyes could see, the courtyard was empty. There were no maids and no guards. Although the door was new and not stained with dust, there was no one. With his eyebrows locked, An Bochen walked to the front of the hut, turned into a fire, and drilled in the door.

The window door is closed, and the room is neatly arranged, as if it had been cleaned up before leaving. Naturally, Simajin is not there.

"Is there something wrong with her?"

An Bochen's heart tightened, muttered, and shook his head for a long time: "It should not be such a coincidence. Besides, few people in the Sima family know about me and her."

Looking at the desk, An Bochen picked up the secret letter at the top and browsed it roughly.

"The hell chooses the ghost pawn... So that's it."

The secret letter came from the rear army of the ghost army, and sent Simajin to go to hell to select ghost soldiers for the rear army. Three years ago, Sima Jin's body could not stay in hell for a long time. In the past three years, he has practiced the secret book of the fairy family, and the moto god has come out of his mind. I think it has been very different.

An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief. Simajin was the commander of the scout. It was normal to choose a ghost pawn for the ghost army. An Bochen didn't think much about it.

An Bochen was already exhausted day and night. He came to Simajin's residence. Although he didn't see her, inadvertently, An Bochen only felt much more relaxed. The room was full of confidential news, and maybe he could find news about Changmen.

Relaxing in his heart, An Bochen restrained his skills, turned back into his original shape, took a long breath of relief, and wanted to take a break.

His eyes accidentally fell on the secret letter. An Bochen's heart suddenly moved, and he only felt that something was wrong.

After reading the secret letter again, An Bochen stopped at the landing place and was suddenly stunned.

The third day of March... Seventeen days ago, didn't that happen to be the day I fell into the trap of Changmen?

In an instant, a chill surged from the back of An Bochen, and the sound of breaking the wind came from far to near. Before An Bochen could take shape, the small door was opened.

Standing outside the door was an old man with a long knife on his back. He didn't say anything. He just looked at An Bochen from beginning to end. His eyes were complicated and curious, which made An Bochen uncomfortable.

Secretly holding the silver gun around his waist, An Bochen stood up, swept the closed window, smiled, and said calmly, "Your Excellency is Liu Laoxiu, Liu Dudu?"

"Exact"

The old man hesitated, but still nodded.

"It turns out that Liu Dudu is also a long-term demon!"

There was a trace of disdain in the teenager's voice. The old man was stunned when he heard the words. At this moment, he saw a silver light passing through his eyes.

Just two sentences, An Bochen suddenly burst out, and the gun was fierce, moving forward, as if he was venting something.