Chapter 208 Fighting in Taiqing Town, the first shocking secret 3

(Second update)

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"Is it possible that he secretly went to the girl?"

Shangguan Wan'er jumped up to the third floor and looked around curiously.

She slipped into the brothel excitedly and was disappointed. As the son-in-law said, none of the men in the brothel did not meet the standards of bringing them back to her daughter's country. Shangguan Wan'er just wanted to leave, but she faintly heard a strange sound from the second floor. Hearing that her heart was itching, she went up to the second floor and sneaked into the elegant room.

The result disappointed her again.

It turns out that men and women just take off their clothes and "fight" on the bed.

Seeing the men and women who were naked and entangled together, Shangguan Wan'er thought anly. She rolled up her sleeves several times and wanted to help the woman, but when she thought of the identity of the traitor of the king's son-in-law, she had to give up.

Shangguan Wan'er is incompetent about the world, but she is also a witty and intelligent daughter, the prime minister of the country. How can she not know that if she is about to make trouble, and her son-in-law, she will definitely have a branch.

Although she was fighting and the woman screamed so painfully, Shangguan Waner only felt that her lower body was very uncomfortable, as if there were many butterflies drilling around, itchy and crisp, and her face became red. Shangguan Wan'er just wanted to find the son-in-law king early. However, when she left the brothel, she broke into seven or eight elegant rooms on the second floor. All she saw was to stop and stare at her men and women, and there was no son-in-law king.

In desperation, Shangguan Waner had to go up to the third floor.

"Where are you, the son-in-law king?"

Shangguan Wan'er called several times, and her eyes couldn't help falling to the screen at the end of the redundant road. The white clouds on the screen, the flying eagle and wild crane were all moving, which made her daughter, the Prime Minister, stunned.

"What is this?"

Carefully walked to the front of the screen, Shangguan Wan'er touched it with her tentacles and was surprised.

At this moment, Shangguan Wan'er was suddenly stunned, carefully lying on her ears and listening quietly. After a blink of an eye, Shangguan Waner was furious and snorted coldly: "There is a voice... Well, it's really hiding here."

No matter how she tore the screen, the screen was like a hard wall built by gold and iron, motionless.

Hesitating for a moment, Shangguan Waner took out a dagger carved with sea threads from her arms.

Shangguan Wan'er and An Bochen said that she only chose three useless magic weapons, but in fact, she concealed it. She was not stupid. Naturally, she needed to guard against An Bochen, who was forced to become the king of the son-in-law, so she secretly asked the lord for a magic soldier dagger. This dagger, like a bronze carriage, has to be from the eight-armed man who can break the gold and stone, and the water and fire are not hurt. The lord of the country also hesitated for a long time before lending it to Shangguan Wan'er.

Holding the dagger tightly, Shangguan Wan'er hummed angrily at the screen. Sure enough, this screen could not stand the magic soldier's dagger and was punctured by Shangguan Wan'er.

Without hesitation, Shangguan Wan'er rowed down hard. The screen was cut in half by her, and the scenery behind the screen was also exposed to Shangguan Wan'er's eyes.

As far as she could see, Shangguan Wan'er's face turned pale and she couldn't help screaming.

I saw the king's son-in-law holding a silver gun, like a gust of wind, stabbing the handsome teenager opposite. In the small building behind the screen, there is an incense burner, a tea cup, and a mat, which is warm and melting. It doesn't look like a battlefield. And the son-in-law king once said that in addition to fighting, the silver gun can also...

An idea that made Shangguan Waner ashamed and angry flashed in his mind in an instant.

"An Bochen, you actually have sex with a man!"

An Bochen has long been used to Shangguan Wan'er's nonsense. The gun is not chaotic. He turned into a silver dragon swallowing thunder and stabbing Yuan Sanlang.

This gun can be said to be a great success in An Bochen's three years. People and guns are combined into the front line, so that the mountain is still the artistic conception of the mountain. The thunder rolled down from the right eye to the tip of the gun and rotated, running like wind and thunder. It really has the momentum to break through thousands of troops.

In the face of An Bochen's last counterattack, Yuan Sanlang did not dare to be careless with this invincible shot. He walked away, with a cold face, pinched his hand, and read words in his mouth.

Unexpectedly, the magic weapon he had been painstakingly seeking was cut from the outside.

The mechanism was calculated, and even the mysterious innocent resident was not afraid at all, but the variables that he and Emperor Kuang did not expect were still born. This young man named An Bochen was penniless three years ago. It seems that there will always be variables wherever he goes, which is unpreventable.

In an instant, several thoughts flashed in Yuan Sanlang's mind, and the printing in his hand couldn't help slowing down.

But next, the words that stunned him came from the woman's mouth, and there was another pause in his hand.

An Bochen's gun was originally the one he had learned for three years. Although he only had the cultivation of the ground, he did not fall behind. Yuan Sanlang did not dare to slack off at all. He wanted to deal with it with it with all, but he was dragged down by the two pauses at hand, a little slower.

The two powers compete with each other, on the front line of life and death.

Yuan Sanlang's slowness was later by An Bochen. The silver gun took Yuan Sanlang's face, forcing him to stop the Taoism that had not yet been sacrificed and dodge.

Since the two fought, An Bochen had the upper hand for the first time. How could he let go easily? He chased Yuan Sanlang like a shadow. Halfway, he turned into long water and circled out from the side. The silver gun rotated out of the invisible water and suddenly turned to Yuan Sanlang's waist fiercely.

Although Yuan Sanlang was not sure where An Bochen was, after all, there was a heavenly cultivation. As soon as the spearhead was exposed, he immediately caught it and stretched out two fingers to the tip of the gun.

An Bochen had suffered a loss earlier. How could he not know that Yuan Sanlang's two fingers were different from ordinary people? He put his arms back to the gun, dodged Yuan Sanlang's two fingers, and the gun went around Yuan Sanlang's right arm.

"Puff!"

Yuan Sanlang couldn't avoid it. He was stabbed by a silver gun. His figure stagnated, and his face turned pale. He looked into the sky in horror.

After An Bochen gained power, he chased and fought fiercely. Fortunately, he stabbed Yuan Sanlang, but after all, Yuan Sanlang had heavenly cultivation and was pregnant with 18 magic weapons. If he fought for a long time, the chance of winning was still on Yuan Sanlang's side. What he was afraid of was not An Bochen's gun, but the smoke rolling from mid-air.

To collect magic weapons with human sacrifices, first order sandalwood and gather green smoke to show sincerity.

When the green smoke gathers to build a roof and presses it from top to bottom, it is the time to refine the soul.

Originally, only An Bochen was injured and bled, and the magic weapon would only collect the soul of An Bochen. Yuan Sanlang did not expect that he would be injured by An Bochen at the last moment and also shed blood.

Following Yuan Sanlang's eyes, An Bochen also saw the blue smoke rolling on his face. As soon as he was stunned, he felt that his right hand could not stop trembling, as if something wanted to get out of the wound.

The body shook, and the sound of the earth sinking and the smashing of mountains and rivers was deafening. The soul was pulled out of the body by a huge force, but it did not swim out of the right eye as usual, but from the wound of the right hand. In a blink of an eye, An Bochen was pulled by strange forces, and the soul body uncontrollably disappeared into the rolling smoke, swaying up, passing through time and space, and disappearing in the eastern boundary...

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The distant sky seems to be coated with a layer of mottled bronze color. The floating clouds are flowing, but it is flowing water in the clouds, reflecting the pine waves like the sea on the sky. It seems that the whole world is extremely clear and clear, and it is not stained with dust.

The pine and cypress sea are continuous in the mountains. The mountains are high and dangerous, and the peaks are surging, which is spectacular.

An Bochen floated on the mountains, overlooking the white ape in the forest, looking at the eagle crane at the peak, and sighed in his heart that he had come to the world in the screen.

"If the screen is Yuan Sanlang's magic weapon, it is reasonable to sacrifice the living person and refine the soul into the world in the screen, this magic weapon can be subdued. But now, Yuan Sanlang and I are included at the same time. Who should this magic weapon belong to? Is it possible... Shangguan Wan'er?"

An Bochen smiled inexplicably and looked down at the figure under the cliff.

After refining the two souls of heaven and earth, the soul body can fly out and overlook a hundred miles of heaven and earth. Yuan Sanlang, who is standing on the edge of the cliff, naturally can't avoid An Bochen's magic eyes.

The soul out of the body is the magic power mastered by practitioners above the god master. Although Yuan Sanlang has the cultivation of heaven, he has never been out of the body. Now the first out of the body, naturally the same as An Bochen, it is only the soul of the earth. That year, An Bochen came out of Liujing. As soon as he crossed the fireworks river, he began to be a little confused. Now he left Da Kuang and came to the screen world where he didn't know how far it was. Yuan Sanlang was already unconscious.

"What is the relationship between you and Emperor Kuang... He decreed me whether it was intentional or unintentional..."

An Bochen muttered to himself, went down the wind and flew to Yuan Sanlang.

In Taiqing Town, An Bochen has little power to deal with Yuan Sanlang. Now he has come to this landscape, and the strengths and weaknesses have been exchanged between the two. Even if Yuan Sanlang has heavenly cultivation, the soul of the earth is far away from the body and muddle-headed. Whether it is life or death is not up to An Bochen to decide.