Emperor of the Immortal Dynasty

"you go. "

Throwing Wang Xiner off the horse, An Bochen looked back, and the more than a hundred guards were looking at this uneasily across the stream in the western suburbs that was more than a dozen horses wide.

"What's your name?"

Standing up and rubbing her numb wrist, Wang Xiner lowered her head and asked.

An Bochen was stunned for a moment, and at this moment, a high-spirited voice came from beside him.

"Smelly woman, I'm not afraid to tell you. My brother will not change his surname or his name. He is the number one hero in my Yuanjing Village, Bochen!"

As soon as the words fell, An Bochen just wanted to strangle the fat man next to him to death immediately, and regretted agreeing to take him to escape with him.

But Li Xiaopang didn't have the slightest sense of awareness. He was riding on a horse, with a bulging belly, looking forward to his appearance, as if there were thousands of troops behind him, and he took the lead and resisted the enemy chief alone. Wang Xiner couldn't help but laugh.

After a long silence, Wang Xiner looked at An Bochen carefully, then suddenly smiled and said.

"You must have deciphered the quatrains that Mr. Li left on the wall, right?"

"No."

An Bochen glared at Li Xiaopang, stopped his eagerness, and said calmly.

The more she looked at the young man in front of her, the more curious Wang Xiner felt. Through the veil, her eyes shone with great interest, as if she had seen some rare treasure.

Mr. Li loves money and theater, but he doesn't know how to practice. It is rumored that he got something that he shouldn't have, the secret book of immortals, and the king learned about it, so he ordered the Wang family to send people to spy on him.But only the ruler of the country who wants to be a real person will believe the rumor. As we all know, the immortals have died out thousands of years ago, and only one "Civil and Military Fire Cultivation Technique" is left in the world, which has become today's Da Kuang. The practice of the dynasty.Perhaps there are others, those Dao talismans that specialize in Taoism, and their refining methods, are collected by the princes and aristocratic families, and they are specially used to deal with those restless practitioners.Since the celestial beings have long since died out, how could there be any cheats left behind? Even if there were, they should have been discovered early along with the "Cultural and Military Fire Cultivation Technique".

Therefore, Wang Xin'er's unannounced visit to the Liu Kingdom was nominally to investigate the secret books under the order of the country's lord, but in fact she was ordered by the old members of the Wang family to kill Master Liu.If he just found a random place to kill someone, the lord would doubt it after returning home, but if Master Liu died because of Young Master Li, even if he had doubts, the lord would not investigate further.Although Young Master Li is not a minister of the Liu Kingdom, he is more important than ordinary ministers. His death will definitely cause shocks in the government and the people of the Liu Kingdom. If it is known that Wu people did it, it is not impossible to declare war across the river.

The emperor and his subordinates all know it well, but no one will tell the truth, so they pretend it never happened. This is a check and balance.Although the Wang family has fallen, they spent countless means to find out the intention of the country's leader, and got the opportunity to go to the country of Liu, and secretly tricked the leader of the country, grasping the handle, so they might not be able to use this to rise again in the future.

However, an accident happened, because the young man in front of him was not amazing but extremely resourceful.

If Mr. Li really got the secret book of immortals and hid it in the quatrains before he died, he might have deciphered it long ago.

What a forbearing young man.

Wang Xiner sighed secretly, and looked at An Bochen again.

But she didn't know that if it wasn't for that evil dream, the boy in front of her would have been lying cold in the secret room.

It was precisely because of that dream that everything changed drastically tonight, and the fate of countless people was involved.

"Yuanjing Village...Bochen...Anwazi...so you are Anbochen from Yuanjing Village."

Squinting her eyes, Wang Xiner said meaningfully.

The taste of these words is a bit strange, like a stage performance, when heroes and heroes meet in the rivers and lakes, they will always sing a fat promise, pretending to be surprised and saying, ah, it turns out that you are so-and-so from a certain mountain, disrespectful and disrespectful.

An Bochen frowned slightly, but Li Xiaopang, who was on the side, entered the scene, slapped the horse's butt heavily, and jumped to An Bochen's side, holding his head high and chest out, with a posture of all the glory, only the next sentence came from Yuanjing Village.

"Bochen, Bochen, that's a good name. It's not vulgar, but it's elegant. It seems that your father must be a hidden talent."

Hearing this, An Bochen was taken aback again, his eyes caught the playfulness in the woman's eyes, and he felt a chill in his heart.

On weekdays, writing and reading with the young master, watching those dramas with obscure dialogues, An Bochen would always feel confused.But after the catastrophe of life and death tonight, for some reason, An Bochen seemed to have suddenly enlightened, and gradually realized some truths hidden in books and theaters. It can also be applied mechanically.

Humans have three major demons, lust, inertia and cowardice.In the past, An Bochen was the only one. He was born in poverty, so he had low self-esteem, and low self-esteem made him cowardly. After being cowardly for a long time, he naturally wouldn't fight anymore, and he developed the inertia of being content with the situation.In the final analysis, it was because he did not dare to resist the fate born of his humble origin. However, after a bloody night of escape, everything gradually became different.

Li Xiaopang was a little confused, but An Bochen faintly sensed that the woman was threatening him with her father.

"Let's not talk about whether you have the skills, even if you have, you are not afraid that I will reveal the matter of you killing Young Master and Master Liu?"

Pretending to be calm, An Bochen sat on his horse and said steadily.

Applause came, the woman clapped her hands, took a deep look at An Bochen, and said with a smile.

"Sure enough, Jushi An is not an ordinary young man. If Jushi An is willing to keep this secret, Xin'er will naturally not disturb the old man. What if I don't know?"

After thinking about it, An Bochen didn't think of anything else.

To avenge that foolish boy?Come on, it's God's blessing that I can save my life. Although the young master didn't treat me badly, but he also allowed me to serve him for four years, which can be regarded as not owed to each other.It's a big deal, when the Day of Rebirth comes, I will set off a mountain bag and burn incense sticks for the old man.

"Okay, it's a word."

Seeing the young man across the street nodding and agreeing after some "deliberate consideration", Wang Xiner couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and felt that this boy was extraordinary, with a calm demeanor, a calm demeanor, and tolerance, and he would definitely be a great person in the future.

"It's a deal. If the layman comes to the Wu country in the future, he can come to the palace to find Xin'er. If so, I will leave."

Looking at the expressionless An Bochen, Wang Xiner chuckled, and then turned to Li Xiaopang who was confused.

"Little fat man, you too."

After speaking, Wang Xiner turned around and walked across the river.

It was only when the woman walked away that An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense face gradually eased.

Li Xiaopang on the side has long been dumbfounded. He is Mr. Li's fan servant boy. Although his name is elegant, he does the hard work of fanning and repelling mosquitoes for Mr. Li. He was full of resentment and resentment, looking forward to going home early all day long, so he didn't even have the mind to study.He could both understand and not understand what An Bochen and Wang Xiner said, but even if he didn't understand, he could still feel how powerful An Bochen was, and in the village dialect it was Belly arrogant!

If it wasn't for Anwazi tonight, how could I save my life, let alone kidnap that stinky bitch all the way to the gate of the city, listening to her and Anwazi talking politely, like two sons The big shots are talking freely, and even I feel that I have more face.

She was the woman who killed the bastard without blinking an eye, and brought so many guards with her. She was obviously a prince and grandson, and her status was higher than her own old man. It was like a world.If the old man knew that he could talk to such a person, he would not forget to smile at himself before leaving, and invite himself to Wu country as a guest, and I don't know if the old man would be scared stupid.

Li Xiaopang thought about it affectionately, and his heart was full of joy, but his eyes fell on An Bochen who was in a daze and didn't know what he was thinking, and he couldn't help being slightly absent-minded.

Is he really still that An Wazi who scolds him and never fights back?

wrong!He must have been hiding it from me on purpose.He wasn't even afraid of that wicked woman, so how could he be afraid of himself? Then he used to...

Looking at the "tall" back of An Bochen who took the lead and stood on the bank of the river, Li Xiaopang's eyes turned red.

It turned out that he had been giving way to himself all this time, and he was too lazy to argue with himself... What a pompous An Wazi!

"Let's go, little officer, let's go back to the village."

After a long silence, An Bochen raised his head, looked puzzled at Li Xiaopang who was still wiping his tears, and said.

Fatty Li was just a nickname given by An Bochen when he was bored. His real name was Li Xiaoguan. Perhaps because he was going back to that quiet but remote village again, An Bochen subconsciously called Li Xiaopang by his real name.

……

Young Master Li is good at the six arts, An Bochen and Li Xiaopang have been with him for four years, needless to say they are good at riding horses, the two of them are now walking side by side, heading towards the capital.

"When you return to Yuanjing Village, you will be the best farm horse in the village."

Patting the horse's head lightly, An Bochen said in a low voice.

Wu Kingdom and Liu Kingdom are thousands of miles apart, separated by the Yanhua River that runs through the Great Kuang Dynasty. Although the name is elegant, it was the founding emperor of Great Kuang who set up a scheme to kill [-] pursuers when he fell to the east of the river. Sighing to the generals under his command, if I return to Jiangbei one day, I will definitely hire a god master, make a sixth-grade Taoist talisman and set off thousands of fireworks for you to celebrate.Until the day when the Kuang Dynasty established the capital, Emperor Kuangshi did not fulfill his original promise. The old officials who followed him in the past were either deprived of military power and became rich, or died of depression and joy, but the name of Yanhua River has been passed down to this day.There is a grassland on the left side of the Yanhua River. Although it is not too big, it is rich in water and grass. It is occupied by the state of Wu, and it is dedicated to raising horses.The horses here are tall and strong, and they run like flying. Even if they ingest the Taoist talisman, they can run for seven days without dying.There is a folk song saying that Qin Guonan and Wu Guoma are talking about the vigor of Wu Guoma'er.

What An Bochen and Li Xiaopang are riding right now is Wu Guoma. An Bochen knows a little about equestrianism and knows the wonderful horse under him.But since I followed him, I can only wrong it and go back to Yuanjing Village with me. At worst, wait for it to finish plowing the land, and I will brush it a few times.