Chapter 273 Such an ending

(two update in one)

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There are constant demons and monsters coming out from behind the scenes, and there are constant monks rising up to kill those uninvited guests.

The shouts of killing are all over the field, and there is a magnificent scene of blood-stained mountains and rivers, except for the south of Wei Beixia, which is under the jurisdiction of the two armies.

"Some, An Bochen."

The young man's voice was hoarse, mixed with a deep gasp. When his voice fell, the two people were silent, and more than ten thousand troops were silent.

Raising his head, An Bochen's eyes passed through thousands of troops. After thousands of troops and horses, the woman sitting in the sedan chair in a wedding dress also looked at him. The horse shadow shook, and the figure was heavy. Through the long army, his eyes were facing each other, and his pupils trembled. Different feelings permeated in the air, as if to melt all the golden horses here.

Then, the young man took a step forward with his stiff legs, and the silver gun shook violently and let out a thunderous gun.

"Wor-la-la..."

With just one step, An Bochen squated back more than 10,000 people from both sides.

The knife is like a mountain, the gun is like a forest, and the golden iron horse is like a sea desert, but he was forced to withdraw five steps by An Bochen, who was limping. Five steps stopped, and the shock was still.

A general came to the west, passed the pass and beheaded the general, the silver gun was invincible, and the blood washed Guannan.

In the play, it is said that the story about An Bochen is almost well known among the princes of Da Kuang. Send the soldiers in the team all the way. Naturally, there is no time to listen to the play. However, as long as they look to the west, they can see the collapsed Xiongguan and the barren road washed by blood. On the other side of the three towns of Qiguan, they are more concerned about the victory or defeat of An Bochen than anyone else. As An Bochen breaks through one town after another and defeats the seven bears and three tigers, they are getting closer and closer to them. The strange atmosphere is gradually shrouded in the send-off team of 8,000 people. People are panic, but they are depressed and dare not dare to mention it, for fear of the nightmare when they open their mouth. Then it will come.

After all, it's time to come. Looking at the blood-stained silver gun, whether it is the Yulin army or the ghost army of the Sima family, they are all godless, and they dare not breathe.

It is said that tens of thousands of people will never be so timid in the face of a general and a shot, unless the other party is a ten thousand enemies such as Lv Fengqi and Dian Kui. In terms of strength, An Bochen is far from being an enemy of ten thousand people. In terms of his achievements, An Bochen has fought thousands of miles in less than half a year, from south to north, from east to west, one step by step, after a hundred defeats. In terms of record alone, An Bochen is only inferior to Lv Feng.

Like Lv Feng, he is not only invincible in the world, but also the demons outside the sky, killing them crisply. When the soldiers on the hillside involuntarily compared An Bochen with Lv Fengqi, the armed teenager became as terrible as Lv Fengqi in their eyes.

Now, how can Simajin not guess this?

There is no need to take out the glass bottle. Sima Qin already knows what An Bochen has done in these days when the two have lost contact. Seven bears guard the pass, Sanhuxia Town, Longtan tiger cave-like existence, a little careless will kill, but he rushed over. Just looking at the shocked and panicked expressions of the people around him, Simajin can imagine the end of the three tigers and seven bears.

Three years ago, he was just a servant, and three years later, he stood on top of thousands of tigers and wolves... I fought for her for the first time in the temple three years ago, and today, three years later...

The fingers with the bead chain suddenly tightened, and Simajin inexplicably looked at the teenager half a miles away. The two eyes quietly reunited in the silent army, but were instantly blocked by the dancing purple skirt.

"Your Majesty has an order to kill An Bochen, a rebel general of the State of Liu, reward 5,000 gold, and be awarded the Marquis of Wanhu! When will you wait if you don't meet the enemy?

Just as everyone was intimuded by the momentum of An Bochen, a man stood out of the sedan chair, pointed to Sima Jin's heart with a sword in one hand, and a jade card engraved with "like angu coming" in the other hand, and shouted loudly.

Stabbed by the indifferent eyes of the Purple Dragon Girl, Liu Laoxiu and General Qin finally reacted.

"The array!" Pulling out the long knife, Liu Laoxiu shouted at the thousand-five ghost army knights.

General Yulin, surnamed Qin, took over the greedy wolf camp. The two armies were united, and the troops were divided into two ways, one left and one right to envelop An Bochen.

The ghost is riding in the middle, and the Yulin army is scattered in both wings. The horses' hoofs are arrayed, and the knives and guns are shaking. Such a large array is only to deal with An Bochen alone, but no one dares to take it lightly.

He looked coldly at the girl who held Simajin, and An Bochen didn't worry too much.

Emperor Kuang wants to marry Hongfu. Naturally, he is a living Hongfu. The purple dragon girl's move is just a pretating act to scare him.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen slowly calmed down and glanced coldly at the soldiers who surrounded him.

Ten laps inside, knives, guns and axes, ten laps outside, bows, arrows, spears and crossbows have blocked all the way out of An Bochen, unless An Bochen can escape or be invisible. However, the three forces of feng shui and fire were all forced back to Dantian. Zhou Tian's meridians were controlled by the power of Tianlei. An Bochen could not perform the two lines of water and fire, and the power of Tianlei was too fierce. Every time An Bochen exerted, he almost traumatized the meridians.

At first, he was in great pain and ran all the way. After countless impacts, An Bochen's body was completely numb, and he could no longer feel any pain. Therefore, he doesn't know how many more weeks the nine-day thunderbolt can run, how many more can he exert force, and how long his meridians can support. All that An Bochen knew was that he was afraid that he would return all his cultivation to her in the north of Guannan and Wei today.

In that year in Liujing, An Bochen asked her to teach Taoism, set foot on the way of practice, and from then on walked into the stormy mountain and river chaos. From nothing, An Bochen has stood step by step to a height that many people can't reach in their lifetime, but now, An Bochen only feels physically and mentally exhausted. The hero in the play is really not so good. On the surface, he looks majestic, but if he really wants to do it, he can tire people to death.

In any case, it is not worth this life to experience such a time in a lifetime.

A smile squeezed out from the corners of his mouth. An Bochen looked deeply at the haunting figure in the distance, and his eyes were purple.

The silver gun swept away, the thunder roared, and An Bochen hit dozens of soldiers in front of him and stepped forward. But there were too many soldiers surrounding him, and An Bochen was like a wooden boat caught in the wind and waves, and every step forward was extremely difficult. An Bochen has chariots and ships, as well as flying dragon driving, which is his only backhand, and naturally he will not use it easily. There are three or four strong people's breaths hidden in more than ten thousand troops, firmly locking in An Bochen, but the chariots and warships left by An Bochen are prepared for them.

On the hillside, Liu Laoxiu and the general surnamed Qin stared nervously at An Bochen, who was struggling to kill, waiting for him to exhaust his best and then rush to kill with the generals.

Suddenly, a melodious sound came from a distance.

This is not the first time that Simajin heard the sound of the piano. As early as a few days ago, Simajin noticed that Ren Tianming was secretly following, but he never rescued him. Simajin has never complained. If she were facing thousands of troops, she would not have exchanged her life for a stranger who has not yet seen her true face. Simajin was so closely regarded by the Purple Dragon Girl, and thousands of troops were on his side. Even if he had the intention, he could do nothing. Therefore, Simajin did not take him too seriously and continued to despair until Xiao Anzi accidentally appeared.

An Bochen restrained the army, and everyone's attention was focused on him. Finally, Ren Tianming, who was hiding aside, had an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The sound of the piano sounded, but it seemed that spider silks penetrated into the ears of the troops, and all those who heard the sound of the piano under the heavenly quality were stiff.

Seeing the plane sweeping away the soldiers in front of him, An Bochen rose up and rushed to the Luan sedan.

Liu Laoxiu and other Tianpin generals, An Bochen, broke through and rode horses one after another to meet An Bochen.

The purple dragon girl caught a glimpse of Simajin, who stood up. Just as she was about to stop her, the vest had been locked with a murderous intention. Turning his head, he saw the middle-aged man holding Hu Qin and the emperor's sword on his shoulder, looking at her with a smile.

Taking advantage of this moment, Sima Jin flashed out of the curtain and stood outside the sedan chair for the first time in ten days.

The afternoon sun suddenly became warm, and there was a hint of fresh smell in the air. Sima Jin took a deep breath and glanced at thousands of troops and horses inside and outside the hillside. Suddenly, she smiled and raised her hand to the white jade mask.

" Stop it!"

"Stop!"

......

Before Simajin's hand touched the lower edge of the mask, she always followed her purple dragon girl and Liu Laoxiu and shouted out one after another. The purple dragon girl changed color slightly, and Liu Laoxiu was panicked.

Is she finally going to take off her mask? Why are those two so scared?

Looking up at Simajin, An Bochen was puzzled.

Liu Laoxiu had no intention of fighting, and An Bochen's meridians were also on the verge of collapse. The long-lost severe pain came again. An Bochen's hand was stagnant and missed the opportunity to kill Liu Laoxiu.

The severe pain started from the lower Dantian, spread up along the meridians, swept the internal organs, and finally poured into An Bochen's forehead.

With a headache, An Bochen forcibly resisted and looked at Sima Qin, who was about to take off the mask. Suddenly, he remembered what Mr. Yi said that day and couldn't help but realize it.

Is it possible that Hongfu was born ugly and can scare off thousands of troops...

If Simajin knew that this was the first reaction when An Bochen saw her take off her mask, he would have gone again.

Take off the mask to reveal her face that harms the country. It may deter thousands of troops and horses. Except for the purple dragon girl, everyone present will be stunned like the ghost of that day. However, the abuse of the bottomless hole is both harmful to vitality and luck. Simajin will never use it easily unless he has to.

The reason why she repeatedly escaped and failed along the way was that she was defeated by the purple dragon girl, lost her eyes and ears, and could not take advantage of the situation, let alone do tricks. At present, Simajin is out of the control of the Purple Dragon Girl, which is no different from the dragon swimming in the sea and phoenixing for nine days.

"For Emperor Kuang, he may be able to accept such an ending."

She muttered to herself, and her voice was so low that only she could hear it. Sima Jin clasped the mask with one hand and quietly put her back with the other hand. She looked at An Bochen, who was looking forward to it. The eyes behind the mask flashed with a soft smile.

"Hive!"

However, Liu Laoxiu shouted loudly and turned to Simajin. He didn't know whether he wanted to stop Simajin or block the soldiers' eyes towards her.

At this moment, with a "bang", the slope on the east side tilted from the mountainside and collapsed.

A snow-white fox flew under the bloody sun, and rushed to the soldiers on the east side with their teeth and claws. Then there was a roar, and the dark black eagle falcon flew down from the sky and rushed to the panicked war horse... In a blink of an eye, seven or eight monsters with different shapes came out from behind the hillside and raged rampant.

“...... Monster!"

"The monster is coming, everyone, be careful..."

After a brief shock, the soldiers waited one after another and looked nervous.

As soon as the demons fell, both Yulinjun and Sima's ghost riders only thought that these suddenly appeared were also demons and monsters falling from the sky, so even the purple dragon girl did not think much about it. Even if she was a little suspicious, she was instantly thrown out of the sky by the purple dragon girl. A person can only have a Fu demon, and she has already sealed Simajin's Fu demon - the six-tailed fox...

With the sudden arrival of demons and monsters, the soldiers could not take care of An Bochen and were busy defending their lives.

Among thousands of troops and horses, only An Bochen had a calm face, glanced at the familiar or strange demon, and finally fell to Simajin.

I still can't see her true face.

An Bochen sighed secretly, a little disappointed and a little happy.

But what did she do when she released those demons...

An Bochen gasped and was curious. He didn't wait for him for too long. A familiar figure flew out of the back of the hillside, opened his mouth and swallowed the soldiers who stopped him first. Then he made a circle and attacked the car.

"Big Black..."

Looking at the two-headed snake that spit out the black wind and involved Simajin in his abdomen, and the narrow smile in Simajin's eyes at the last moment, An Bochen was stunned and reacted in an instant.

So that's it... Simajin's hand is very similar to the one he hid into the Moyun Tower that year, but it was much more complete.

With a long sigh of relief, An Bochen's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and there was a dizziness in his mind, which was about to collapse.

The next moment, his eyes darkened, his body fell into a dark cave, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Under the leadership of the double-headed snake demon, the group of demons devoured more than a hundred soldiers almost in the blink of an eye, until the group of demons retreated, and the troops had not yet recovered. But what frightened Liu Laoxiu and others most was that Langfei was also swallowed into the abdomen by the double-headed snake. The two-headed snake demon swallows the living and spits out the scraps and bones. No matter who enters its stomach, there is no possibility of survival.

In a hurry, the Purple Dragon Girl did not notice which head the double-headed snake used to swallow Simajin and An Bochen, and which head to spit out the bones of the soldiers.

The momentum is like thunder, and the wind is swept through the clouds.

After the group of demons were full, they patted their bellies and ran south. When they were young, they disappeared, leaving only two armies like wooden chickens.

Thousands of miles away to escort Concubine Lang into the palace and enter Tianxia. When the great success was about to be completed, it suddenly caused a disaster and let the monster eat Concubine Lang. The saddest thing is that An Bochen, who passed the barrier all the way and broke into such a big name. When he was about to hug the beauty, he was also eaten by the monster, which really made people laugh and cry.

Liu Laoxiu and those generals, look at me, look at you, speechless.

The Purple Dragon Girl looked at the row of footprints on the ground complicatedly and thought.

Ren Tianming returned from the piano early. Before leaving, he looked thoughtfully at the hillside on the west side of his eyes. Ren Tianming had the opportunity to take action on the way of sending the family team, but every time he wanted to take action, he would be blocked by the air machine on the other side. However, from beginning to end, the man did not show up, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shaking his head, Ren Tianming stepped away and headed west.

Before this trip, Liu Yan once deduced a hexagram that turned bad luck into good luck, but her hexagrams have always been invincible, and Ren Tianming did not have much hope. Today's action is also worthy of the previous covenant with An Bochen. People can't be resurrated after death. Naturally, he will not think too much about it. Now he has more important things to do.

Although he is the remnants of the previous dynasty and the biggest traitor in the world, which is not tolerated by the two sects of Changmen, he can't forget the leisurely and happy years he spent in Changmen when he was a child... As a person in the long gate, he should kill demons and eliminate demons.

"Bang!"

The last piece of jade Ruyi was smashed by the angry emperor. In the Taiqing Hall, the emperor who was in the shadow stared at the bronze mirror. After a long time, he put down the talisman in his hand.

"It's so dead that it's easy for you to live."

whispering, Zhao Xuanxu closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, as if he were nourishing.

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister."

After a while, Zhao Xuanxu opened his eyes, looked at Wang Situ, who was standing on the side of the hall, and said lightly, "You go to Liuwu Chenghuang for me and ask the ghost if he can see the ghosts of Simajin and An Bochen."

"Does Your Majesty think..." Wang Situ was slightly stunned. In the middle of his speech, he caught a glimpse of Emperor Kuang's anger and quickly stopped.

"Go ahead."

"I, take the order."

After Wang Situ left, Zhao Xuanxu got up and walked out of the haze in front of the Jinluan Hall. He took out a piece of jade from his arms and pointed to the void. Two copper doors appeared in the air in front of him. The door opened, and inside was a corridor, and at the end of the corridor was the palace in the cliff.

This time, no one came out of the palace. The legendary owner died and was injured. The rest of the purple dragon girl and the wanderer were difficult to support the overall situation, and the other was heartless. After all, Emperor Kuang had raised chrysan for more than ten years, he was still busy in vain.

Walking through the Yunfeng Suspension Bridge and the Shanjian Gorge Road, Zhao Xuanxu walked slowly into the palace in the cliff.

The palace is simply furnished, mostly wood carved stone carvings, with a natural atmosphere. Among them, the most conspicuous one is the ice stone jade bed. On the bed lies a delicate and thin girl lying on the bed. Her eyes are closed, and her breath is thin and difficult to detect.

rubbing the girl's skin so thin that she could see the blue veins, Zhao Xuanxu's eyes floated with a trace of greed.

It's not the kind of greed of men for women, but more like the most precious treasure.

"In that case, let's play a little bigger. When the demon disaster comes, you Taoyuan Sanshi don't want to rest and recuperate.

In the face of such an ending, Emperor Kuang will obviously not be satisfied. The stage of Da Kuang and even the eastern boundary is very large, and no matter how many more forces there are.

Since you can't control the situation, you can only make the situation chaotic. When it is chaotic enough, someone will always be born to end all this.

As for that person, Zhao Xuanxu has found it.

......

In the southeast of the State of Wei, there is a high and low hill. The remnants of the sun is falling, and the demon exorcism war is still in full swing. Naturally, no one will pay attention to such a barren place as the Weinan Hills.

Looking at the unconscious An Bochen, a heartache appeared in Simajin's eyes. He groped along the Zhoutian meridians inch by inch, and his jade hand suddenly trembled.

"The meridians are broken..."

Biting his red lips tightly, Simajin's expression became more and more uneasy.

Although the strange power gathered in An Bochen's body has been exhausted, it destroys the Zhou Tian's meridians. At present, it is on the edge of collapse. If it is not repaired as soon as possible, once the meridians and collaterals completely collapse, even if An Bochen can save his life, he will become a useless person from now on. Not to mention practice, even if he walks two steps, he will gasp.

Looking at An Bochen in a stunned way, Sima Jin squeezed her lips tightly, and a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, but after all, she still lifted the mask, and a trace of shy red appeared on her beautiful face.

He looked at An Bochen again, with a slight resentment on his cheeks, and Simajin bent down.

That year in Liujing, the two of them drowned and looked at Junhu Lake, and An Bochen saved Simajin's life with his mouth.

How can ordinary qi make people shut down for so long? Simajin has a wide range of knowledge and naturally recognizes the congenital qi. At that time, she was worried and did not mention it. She just secretly refined the qi, stored it in the Dantian, and gradually refined her own congenital qi. One drink and one peck are determined first. For today's plan, Sima Jin can only cross into the congenital and innocent breath, activate the martial fire in Dantian under An Bochen, and repair the meridians by himself. As long as the meridians can be renewed, it will not be a big problem to recuperate for a year and a year and a half.

Simajin thought like this, mouth to mouth, lip to lip, exhaling the breath of the congenital innocence.

An Bochen in a coma had a dream. He dreamed of lilac flowers flying all over his lips, so soft that An Bochen just wanted to hold it...

Gradually, Sima Jin's face was red and his ears were red. Under his full chest, his heart beat faster and faster, but his tongue was entangled by An Bochen's tongue because of surprise.

With shortness of breath, Sima Jin stared at An Bochen, who was close to him but slept to death. For a long time, he hesitated to close his eyes.

The remnant sun is like blood, and the peerless face of Simajin with shame is fixed at this moment.

Behind them is the flames of war and smoke, as well as demons all over the sky. In front of them, there is a long road that I don't know where it will end.

As the sun sets, the shadows of the two are lengthen and gradually coincide.