Chapter 231 Capture the White Ape and Get Together
(Second update)
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"So, it's not just me, Wuhua and Zhang Bushi who have to deal with in the second round, and the few people who escaped from the first round don't intend to let go... I should have thought of it a long time ago."
Sima Jin muttered in a low voice. After the plain and faceless mask, the cut eyes flashed gently.
No matter how clever she is, she can't predict it. At least she didn't expect that Emperor Kuang would order to choose a concubine. In just three days, the 800 ghost army was detained. The black impermanence was nowhere to be found. Ren Tianming was defeated by the master of the Sima family. He retreated from Wujing with Liu Yan and Shangguan Waner, leaving her in the lonely small building. This time, she was completely imprisoned. She could not go out, and no one would come in. Until tomorrow morning, she would accompany the family to set foot on a long journey. On the way, go to Beijing.
The only thing that gratified her was it.
Ruling the bead chain on his wrist, Simajin's eyes were like autumn water, and looked at the girl in purple skirt standing by the window: "Who is better than your companion and you?"
This is the fifth sentence asked by Sima Jin in half an hour, but he still didn't wait for the purple dragon girl's answer.
The natural bottomless cave gods all have their own magical power. The magic power is invincible, but it cannot be abused. The cultivation of the earth is really difficult to control, and it hurts themselves with too much. Sima Jin's natural magic power is naturally her peerless face that frightened the immortals and deterrious demons. Over the years, she has been accustomed to changing her appearance or covered with a veil. Four days ago, in the face of the swarming Sima family's iron riders, Sima Jin was about to lift the veil, but she did not prevent the purple dragon girl from falling from the sky. She flourished in one step and became a dragon in ten steps. She was caught off guard and unprepared to subdue Sima Jin, and replaced her with a mask made of milk cloud jade, and guarded her day and night as the royal wedding envoy.
The ethereal girl's eyes are indifferent for the whole life. Even if she shows her magic power, she can't be restrained. Sima Jin has no choice but to give up and can only accept her fate.
With this face, Heavenly He Gong, her fate was doomed as early as she was born. She was destined to live alone, or to turn the world upside down, or become a sharp weapon in the hands of adults, unless she met a man who could look directly at her with a smile.
The green jade fingers stroked the bead chain, but still didn't feel the movement of the glazed bottle, and Simajin's heart was cold.
"You can have heavenly cultivation, and you want to practice very hard on weekdays."
Simajin said casually, with her eyes narrowed: "I also thought that as long as you practice hard and gain strength, you can control your own destiny and have everything you want. Only now do I know that if I blindly walk on the long road, if I don't look back or stay, I will miss a lot after all.
The purple dragon girl frowned slightly, did not look back, did not respond, and was still indifferent.
"You have never met a man who sometimes makes your heart beat faster, and you can't wait to beat him up every time, but in the end you can't bear to do it?"
Hearing the words, the purple dragon girl's delicate body trembled slightly, and the waves crossed her beautiful eyes. There was no shadow, but it disappeared in a flash.
She stepped back and turned around. The purple dragon woman pinched the epitabrian print in her hand and straightened the five-foot cold front in Sima Jin's hand.
The flash in the pan only blooms overnight, and the night's amazingness is enough to make it immortal. The same is true of the seal of the Purple Dragon Girl, which bursts its power to the extreme without brewing.
The jade pointed to the green front, the sword was broken, and a wry smile flashed in the eyes behind the mask. Sima Jin retreated from the whole body with a blow, as if nothing had happened.
Converging skills, the purple dragon girl didn't look at Simajin much. She turned around and looked at the Xiaofeng lotus pond outside the window and suddenly said, "It doesn't matter whether you encounter it or not. Even if you encounter it, it's just a disaster on the way. It is precisely because you are trapped by love disasters that you will fall to where you are today. Only when a woman is in the world can she control her own destiny.
Simajin smiled and did not refute. Once upon a time, she was so similar to the purple dragon girl, and she thought so until she met the first person in the world that made her no longer anxious to go home.
Change time and change places. Hong Fu and the purple dragon girl meet each other in the world. Even if they can't make friends, they can put aside women and talk freely, but there are so many ifs in life.
With his eyes falling, Sima Jin silently looked at the jade-white pearl chain, and his expression gradually became condensed.
"If you die, wait for ten years. In ten years, I will bring the whole day down to bury you."
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In the night, An Bochen jumped lightly among the tall trees, like an ape, no less than the monster who was reluctant to follow.
The afterglow swept away, An Bochen sneered and stopped at the tip of the tree, crossed his hands, brushed the purple tide in his eyes, and his right hand crossed his left arm.
Innocent. Magic hand!
The cold wind whistled, and a touch of thunder ran out of the palm of An Bochen's hand. The purple thunder rotated and shot at the white ape, but held into a thunder-like giant hand halfway.
"Bang!"
The thunder hand slapped the white ape. Although this slap could not hurt the life of the white ape, it was a complete humiliation.
The white ape looked up to the sky and roared, and his face was full of shame. He made An Bochen laugh and did not entangle. He turned his head into the forest and ran like flying.
On the right bank of the Xijiang River, one person and one ape ran and jumped from south to north, and half a miles away, there were also two teenagers chasing me, and the shocking reflection swept across the river.
"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
After chasing all the way, he didn't even touch a shadow. Wuhua was extremely unhappy, but his body was not as light as the knife. He chased himself on the flat ground, but it was very difficult to perform in this dense forest.
"What an impatient little demon monk. Well, as you wish."
Huo Chuanyun smiled and suddenly stopped. His knees bent slightly, turned back and jumped up, swirling upside down, and swept the long knife.
"That's what makes it say."
Wuhua's face was hot, he smiled, and picked up the magic wand to meet the cicada wing knife.
"Ping ping pong" was a brawl. The forest leaves flew over, the pines and cypress collapsed, and Wuhua was very happy. Suddenly, he saw the dust stirred up a long way from behind Huo Chuanyun, and he looked at a familiar figure.
Answer...
Wuhua was stunned. He was distracted, and the cicada wing knife circled and went straight to the front door.
The magic wand rushed upwards, and the Buddha hugged the Zen heart and resisted the blade abruptly.
What surprised Wuhua was that the strength on the blade was not heavy or light, and there was no domineering suction.
"Your opponent is in the back. Go ahead."
A low-hearted smile came from his ears. He passed by by mistake. Wuhua frowned. The Buddha's Zen heart was born with divine wisdom, and several thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant.
He stared straight at An Bochen, who ran towards him with joy on his face, and his eyes overflowed with tyrannical.
He jumped up on his knees, like an eagle falcon, and the Buddha's stick. He whispered the Buddha in mid-air, and then his arms were thrown heavily at An Bochen.
There are a series of sticks and shadows. An Bochen can pass through like a white horse. Naturally, Wuhua's stick is not hitting An Bochen, but bombarding the white ape who is chasing An Bochen.
Those who are born with bottomless holes are not only invincible, but also have vitality far beyond Tongji.
Wuhua killed the white ape, while the white ape was chasing An Bochen. When he found the golden stick falling from the sky, he had no time to meet him, so he could only raise his hand in a hurry.
"Boom!"
The magic wand is in the middle of the white ape's arm, and the two forces are scattered in all parts, sweeping off the forest.
Wuhua's body trembled slightly and retreated three steps in a row, and the invulnerable white ape was also caught off guard and stopped on the spot by the magic wand.
Just as Wuhua fought against the white ape, An Bochen also came to Huo Chuanyun, with an inexplicable smile on the corners of his mouth. An Bochen pulled out his arm and pulled a gun, shaking his wrists and stabbed Huo Chuanyun.
The knives and guns hit each other, making a buzzing sound, lowering the voices of the two people to the extreme.
"The Kuang Emperor has ears and eyes, and this ape can't be killed."
"I didn't intend to kill him either."
"It's so good."
There was a faint smile in his bronze eyes, and the cicada wing knife suddenly shook. Huo Chuanyun pretended to be invincible and retreated. His knife let An Bochen take advantage of the opportunity to fly backwards, tapped the forest with his toes, and turned back to the side of the white ape.
When the owner of the white ape saw the arrival of Huo Chuanyun, he was secretly happy. He only said that the wanderer could trap An Bochen, and he killed the monk who blocked the road first. Unexpectedly, as soon as he rushed to Wuhua, a shadow of the gun came close to the ground, twisting like a snake and sweeping his calf.
The pain came, and the white ape ordered the owner to grin, and his hand couldn't help slowing down.
Wuhua has never mind fighting more and less, not to mention meeting an old friend he hasn't seen for three years. It is even more excited to be able to fight side by side in three years.
He smiled and looked at An Bochen, who was successful in the sneak attack, and the Buddha raised his stick.
The sky is falling. Buddha's anger!