Chapter 320 On the red brush of Taoism, the first effect of Shenyou casting spells

More than a hundred times, An Bochen still hasn't got anything.

Worship, control the way, cast spells.

There are only these three steps that An Bochen has to do, which is much simpler than practicing guns and secret techniques in the past, but he can't succeed.

Once again, he swam out of his body and bowed to the grass. An Bochen flew out of the road and saw two figures flying from afar.

Looking at it, An Bochen's eyebrows jumped. He knew both of them, but he didn't expect them to appear in the Southern Wilderness.

"It's strange. Looking at Yun'er's posture, it seems to come to me and Hong Fu. And the purple dragon girl..."

Looking at Huo Chuanyun, who was drinking muffled wine, and looking at the purple dragon girl who was standing at the front of the flying handkerchief with eyes like a condensed sword, An Bochen immediately turned back to his body.

Seeing that An Bochen returned to his mind, Simajin smiled and said, "Why, An Daoyou won't try a few more times?"

"There is an enemy coming, let's go."

An Bochen didn't have time to pay attention to Sima Jin's laughter. He looked at the flying handkerchief from far and near, took the whip from Sima Jin's hand, threw it out, turned the horse's head, and flew to the southwest.

Looking at An Bochen doubtfully, Simajin got up and walked out of the carriage.

The flying speed of the purple dragon girl is extremely fast, and it is close to the flying dragon. At this time, it is less than 20 feet, which also makes Simajin see it clearly.

"It's her!"

Simajin obviously did not expect the Purple Dragon Girl to appear here. A look of surprise floated in his mouth and dispersed when he was young, showing a smile.

Twenty feet away, the purple dragon girl stood straight on the flying handkerchief, her eyes went straight at Simajin, and she was slightly angry in the cold.

"I won't see you for the rest of the month. Is Sister Zi all well?"

It was Simajin who was the first to open his mouth. The smile on his face was sincere and touching. He bowed Yingying, generous and decent, and directly watched Huo Chuanyun stroking his palm and cheering.

"Little dragon girl, she is much more sensible than you."

The purple dragon girl squeezed her lips and said coldly, "Don't make any crooked ideas. Langfei is Your Majesty's woman."

"I can't see that this Miss Sima is clearly in love with that An Bochen. And Little Dragon Girl, when did you start to worry about me thinking about other women? After drinking another sip of wine, Huo Chuanyun turned his eyes and laughed, but he wanted to distract the Purple Dragon Girl.

However, as soon as the purple dragon girl saw Simajin and An Bochen, she couldn't move her eyes. Instead of being affected by Huo Chuanyun, the speed of driving the flying pavis was a little faster, and she had chased ten feet away when she was young.

"Is it Wang Tu in the world? Where do you want to escape?" Coldly staring at Simajin, the purple dragon girl asked.

Hearing the words, Sima Jin smiled and said, "Now the world is in chaos like this. The wolf smoke and demons are doing evil. Your majesty is a mud bodhisattva who can't protect himself, let alone catch me. So, why did I run away?"

Looking at Huo Chuanyun, who looked at her curiously with the same curious face, Sima Jin turned to the purple dragon girl and smiled and said, "It's really a coincidence to see Sister Zi again today. I don't know what happened to the dragon girl came to Nanhuang?"

"Ask knowingly." The purple dragon girl said, and the seal had been pinched in her hand.

"Didn't you come to arrest me?" Sima Jin said, but she saw a trace of strange color flashing in the purple dragon girl's eyes, which was fleeting.

It seems that it's just a coincidence that she met me in Nanhuang. In fact, there was something else important, but she seemed to think that Xiao Anzi and I also came for that... What exactly is it?

Withest time for Simajin to think about it, the purple dragon girl's handprint had been pinched, and there was a word in her mouth, and a white light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Wo!"

Appearing in the palm of the purple dragon girl is a firebird, but it is not a demon, but the Taoist method she exerts.

In a moment, the seven-foot-long firebird set off a heat wave and flew to Simajin.

Simajin has been on guard for a long time. His wrist turned gently, and a Taoist charm popped up at his fingertips. After the rune was sacrificed, a piece of hail appeared over the flying dragon and hit the firebird.

"Boom!"

Simajin's Taoist charm and the purple dragon girl's Taoism disappear in mid-air. It seems to be incompetent, but in fact, the purple dragon girl has the upper hand. As long as the vitality still exists, the purple dragon girl can continue to use the Taoist method. Although Simajin has many Taoist charms, it is limited after all. Every time she uses one, there is one less. How can she not make her feel distressed?

He looked coldly at Simajin. The Purple Dragon Girl was about to continue casting spells when she heard a lazy voice behind her: "Little Dragon Girl, didn't we make a good word? Let me take action, and you just need to fight for me.

The two sides are only ten feet apart, and Huo Chuayun did not lower his voice. Simajin on the other side can naturally hear it clearly. I couldn't help looking at Huo Chuanyun, and Simajin's eyes flashed thoughtfully.

"I only promised you that you would play against An Bochen." The purple dragon girl said coldly, and pinched the seal in her hand again.

He shook his head helplessly. Through the Purple Dragon Girl, Huo Chuanyun shrugged his shoulders towards Simajin, and the corners of his mouth floated with a wry smile.

Seeing this, Simajin became more and more curious, but at this time, the Taoism of the Purple Dragon Girl came again. This time, there were two sword spirits that did not belong to the five elements, which came from the eyes of the Purple Dragon Girl.

If it doesn't belong to the five elements, it can't be defeated with the five elements. Simajin is secretly distressed. A six-grade anti-killing charm fell from the cuffs. When she was about to sacrifice it, a silver gun stabbed out from her shoulder, and the tip of the gun picked two gun flowers in a row to break the two swords.

Although the sword spirit was meteorite, the waves could not stop swinging away. Sima Jin's body was held by An Bochen from behind.

"Xiao Anzi, you..."

He looked at An Bochen worriedly, and Simajin stopped talking.

An Bochen's hasty shot consumes the vitality of a weekly cycle he has brewed before, and he can't use his vitality in a short period of time, which is equivalent to having no backhand, which is not good for the current situation.

"It's okay. I'll deal with them. You fight for me."

An Bochen smiled faintly, and then walked to Simajin and looked at a man and a woman opposite through the sky.

He looked up and down at An Bochen, who was standing with a gun. The purple dragon girl frowned slightly and heard a low smile in her ear.

"Little Dragon Girl, are you willing to let go now? Don't be stunned. Hurry up and press the young master.

Dropting the wine pot, Huo Chuanyun stood up, swayed to the purple dragon girl, looked up at An Bochen, and a smile floated at the corners of his mouth.

The purple dragon girl stood behind Huo Chuanyun. Naturally, she could not see Huo Chuanyun, who was frowning at this time, but Simajin could see it clearly.

It became more and more strange in my heart. Simajin was about to ask, but An Bochen shook his head and stopped him.

An Bochen saw the Purple Dragon Girl who fought with Ren Tiansin in Taiqing Town. He also knew that the Purple Dragon Girl was the first person in the legendary owner. With his current strength and Simajin, he also won less and lost more against the Purple Dragon Girl, so he left without fighting before. However, the Purple Dragon Girl came aggressively. After a while, she caught up with her and fought with Simajin. She was full of murderous intention. An Bochen was not in the mood to drive.

Fortunately, when he stood up, he faced Huo Chuanyun.

On the autumn night in Liujing, the two young men met inexplicably. An Bochen was still a piece of white paper, and Huo Chuanyun was a shy and inferior boy. Even if there are only a few days of friendship, it is in the purest age of life, ignorant, and everything is so true. After three years of separation, An Bochen experienced ups and downs. When he met Huo Chuanyun again, he found that he changed his name and stood on the opposite side of An Bochen under the command of Emperor Kuang.

Of course, this is only on the surface. If it hadn't been for Huo Chuanyun's previous secret help, An Bochen might have been killed by the legendary master.

Looking at Huo Chuanyun, An Bochen had an imperceptible smile on the corners of his mouth. After a moment, he disappeared. He waved his gun in the wind and said loudly, "Who are you?"

"My name is Langke."

Huo Chuanyun said lazily, and his eyes under the devil's mask flashed with bronze light, which was a little like the blue sky at dusk.

"Rogue..." An Bochen chewed in a low voice, as if he had heard it for the first time: "Do you know who I am?"

"You? How can the Wanderer not know the famous Crazy Dragon General? The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, Huo Chuanyun smiled.

"I know who I am, but I can't avoid it quickly! An has something important to do. If you know it, I can spare your life. While talking, An Bochen looked at Huo Chuanyun and showed his deep meaning, and the silver gun swung gently.

Hearing An Bochen's words, the purple dragon girl's face was a little cold. She stood forward as if she wanted to say something, but was stopped by Huo Chuanyun.

"It is said that General An is crazy and crazy. It really lives up to his reputation at first sight today. It's just that if you want to pass from here, you need to see the real chapter. If you fight for a while, you will be merciful to General An.

Huo Chuanyun pretended to be sarcastic and touched the shoulder of the purple dragon girl intentionally or unintentionally, and his eyes flashed.

Both of them are playing the front and saying secret words.

An Bochen hoped that Huo Chuanyun could retreat, and Huo Chuanyun motioned An Bochen to attack. He cooperated with the defeat, but he just wanted to show mercy to the Purple Dragon Girl.

Looking at each other, a strange meaning appeared in their eyes at the same time, and they were silent for a moment.

In the final analysis, because Huo Chuanyun did not know that An Bochen's cultivation was almost half-wasteful, and An Bochen could not say in front of the Purple Dragon Girl that if the news of his loss of cultivation spreads, I'm afraid that the tigers and wolves of the thirteen princes of Da Kuang would kill the southern wilderness the next day.

"Rangke, why don't you do it yet? Are you afraid that he won't work?

The Purple Dragon Girl really couldn't see the two people's "affecative" look at each other, and stepped forward.

Looking at An Bochen puzzledly, Huo Chuanyun faintly realized that something was wrong, but how did he think of the strange things that happened to An Bochen?

With a secret sigh, Huo Chuanyun straightened his back, stretched out his right hand and shrank, and the cicada wing knife fell into the palm of his hand.

Staring at An Bochen, Huo Chuanyun made a secret wink, and then jumped out on his knees.

The knife in his hand was as thin as a Zen wing, as soft as a silk ribbon. After pouring into the green fire, it suddenly straightened, and the cold light was like practice, splitting at An Bochen across ten feet of sky.

Mount Tai. Domineering knife!

A knife is still ten feet away, but the knife light has confused An Bochen's eyes.

He must take this knife.

It's okay for Huo Chuayun to know that he has lost his cultivation, but if the Purple Dragon Girl knows it, it will be a big disaster. Even if Yun'er's hands show mercy, they can't escape the eyes of the Purple Dragon Girl. He is lurking on the side of Emperor Kuang. He must have a big plan. How can he be destroyed because of his own reasons?

In an instant, several thoughts flashed in An Bochen's mind, and Huo Chuanyun had also jumped two feet.

"Xiao Anzi, I'll do it."

Simajin's whisper came from his ear, which made An Bochen feel a little unhungry in his heart.

"Protect the law for me."

Stopping Sima Jin, An Bochen said in a low voice, standing in front of the frame with his hands on his hands, his right eyes dizzy, and he was out of his mind.

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(Insomnia, I don't feel good about writing, I will update it today)