Death Sutra

An Wang was in his forties, but he looked like a sixty-seven-year-old man. He couldn’t sleep in bed at night. Every time he went to sleep, he saw the army killing the Angkor Palace and carrying swords to chase him. A real king.

He is worried because more and more people do not regard him as An Wang.

His mother, an unclear princess of the Central Plains, has already established a new prince with the support of the Dragon King. He thought it was temporary, but the situation was unsatisfactory. The Dragon King’s power was getting stronger and stronger, his exile fate. It seems to be going on.

An Wang dreamed that his sword had been added, and he suddenly woke up and came out with a cold sweat. Just as he comforted himself, he suddenly found a person under the window. He blinked and confirmed that it was a living person. Facing him, peeping out.

An Wang felt a sudden cardiac arrest and even the blood solidified.

"Don't, don't kill me, I surrender..." These words are just exhausting the strength of An Wang.

"Hey." The figure under the window turned back and motioned him not to say anything.

An Wang recognized it. This is a weird woman living in her own home. "Han... Han Han, is that you?"

"Tell me not to say anything, why don't you obey?" Han said impatiently, as if reprimanding the disobedient child.

An Wang was a little afraid of her. Every time he met the kind of straight-eyed eyes that did not know how to dodge, he would think of the lost throne: no one dared to look at him when he was in power.

But now, he is not respected in his bedroom.

Han Yu continued to peek out. An Wang quietly lay on the bed, listening to his ears, silent outside, he couldn’t help himself, and asked very quietly: "What are you doing in my room?"

An Wang flashed a thought in his mind. Is this an affair? But he immediately overthrew this speculation, and the troubled An Wang was not very attractive. Han Han was by no means a beauty that fits his heart. If another woman lives in the house... An Wang hurriedly tied his heart.

Han Hao sighed angrily, turned and walked slowly to the bed, whispered: "I am avoiding people."

An Wang’s heart jumped. Instantly overthrow the previous two reasons: Han Han is not beautiful, but it is not too ugly. If you ignore the two impolite eyes, she will look better, as for the difficulty - if An Wang does not fall There is also no ordinary woman to seduce.

I still have the possibility to regain my homeland. The An Wang, who has been frightened and frightened, suddenly has a sharp rise in confidence. Isn’t Xiaoyuetang promised this? Han Hao can't even say that she is eye-catching, she probably knows something in advance.

An Wang stretched out his arm. I have already thought about the following words: He is a king, she is a ring, he will think about her, take care of her, but can not take her back to the palace.

When the thought turned too much, the reaction would naturally slow down. An Wang forced forward two or three times to find that his wrist was firmly held by Han Han, only a few inches away from the target. But I can't move forward anymore.

"What do you want?" Han Yu asked, thinking that An Wang tonight was particularly strange.

"Don't be shy. I want you to be Wang Hao." An Wang has just forgotten his words and his wrists are restrained, and Han Han is full of charm.

"I am not shy." Han Wei said that after thinking for a while, I finally understood what it means to be "Wang Wang".

Han Wei is indeed not shy, An Wang feels that he is about to succeed, but his wrists and armpits are accompanied by severe pain. A heartbreaking scream just rushed out of the throat and was blocked.

An Wang’s mouth was tightly held, and the right wrist was like a set of iron hoops. He could only use his other hand to protect the crotch and twist his body. Tears are like springs, so as to vent their pain.

An Wang stopped twisting, Han Han let go, "Do you want me to be Wang Hao?"

An Wang shook his head and once again woke up from the "dream", "I don't want to."

"Well, I’m honestly lying here, there are people out there."

An Wang sat up in a hurry and was immediately knocked down by Han Han.

"What...who?"

"great people."

Han Wei felt that this An Wang was really troublesome, so he picked up the clothes stacked on the bed and couldn't help but say that he blocked his mouth and tied his hands and legs.

An Wang had no resistance, and he shed tears again. This time it was humiliation, and he was more than missed by Xiao Anguo, who was on the south bank of Hainan.

Han Hao went back to the window, but the strange feeling was gone.

She has an intuition about Xiaoyuetang disciples who can't tell the truth. She often knows the existence of the other person before she sees the person. She tries again and again. Before half an hour, she has this feeling and secretly touches the room. Look, after a circle, I found that An Wang’s bedroom is the best.

All of them are An Wang, she thought, the inexplicable old guy broke his hunch.

But she still keeps an eye on the courtyard, especially the opposite room, where she is the residence of Shangguan Shaomin and the person she is prepared to protect.

My own lady is not around, Han Han will protect the whole ** to Shangguan Shaomin.

The feeling of Xiaoyuetang’s disciples never came back. Han Han gave up. She didn’t have the patience and patience. So no matter what the prince’s pleadings, he went straight to the window.

The courtyard is not big. If Han Han is performing light work, he can jump to the opposite side in a few steps. She did the same. When she jumped out of the second step, she felt back again, and it was extremely strong, as if the yard was full of Xiaoyuetang. disciple.

She looked up and looked at the woman who was flying in the moonlight in surprise.

The woman fell in front of her, her tall, fuzzy smile was so gentle, Han Han felt that her heart was melting, and she really wanted to plunge into her arms.

"I have been looking for you for a long time, let me go."

Han Wuxian extended his arm. This time, Han Han did not refuse, but also extended his arm and slowly walked over. There was a small voice in her heart reminding her that this strange tall woman was not credible, but she could not stop her. I feel that a woman with such a gentle smile will never harm herself.

Holding both hands together, Han Wuxian’s left hand is as fast as lightning.

Han Li fainted, and did not even realize that he was shooting himself.

Han Wuxian held Han Hao in his arms and stood around in the middle of the courtyard. His face was still smiling, and her hard-working training son-in-law finally returned to her own hands, but the trap? What about the lotus girl? Things can't be so smooth.

There were two hidden weapons flying in the air, and they fell a few steps in front of Han Wuxian. Throw a sound.

The two heads, once belonged to the two guards brought by Han Wuxian, they should have been guarded outside.

Han Wuxian indulged in laughter, and the strange sound was heard all around. She didn't bother to hide it again. "Han Wuxian is here. Traits, come out!"

Laughter awakened people in the surrounding room, and then fell back into silence after a moment of riots. Someone just lit a candle, and the light flashed and went out.

Ten figures appeared on the front, rear, left and right roofs, silently overlooking the Hantang in the courtyard.

"What about the Dutch girl? She didn't have the courage to come to me personally?"

No one answered, the two figures jumped to the ground, one left and one right, covering the face. Each of them holds a sword, and one of them said: "Please ask the owner to surrender."

It’s a woman, the voice is polite and strange, and Han Wuxian looks at a few eyes. “You are not a disciple of Xiaoyuetang.”

"We are." Still the woman replied, "The church owner has not gone home for too long."

"Haha, it turned out to be the poison seedlings planted by the Dutch women. Let me lick your skills. How many of these secret medicines and medicinal herbs have you learned?"

"Learning a little, how dare to show it in front of the church? We have also practiced a little sword. Please ask the owner for one or two."

Han Wuxian is stunned. The Dutch woman knows that she is not the opponent of the lord in secret and poison. Therefore, she must win with martial arts.

Han Wuxian smiled and shook his head. "Swords, I will not have much."

The voice has not fallen, she has made a move. The hands are still holding Han Han, jumping into the air, the skirts are flying, and the feet are kicked.

Wugong is indeed not the strength of Han Wuxian, although he has been helped by the old man. The martial arts of Xiaoyuetang still can't reach the top level, and Han Wuxian has tried every means to steal the Taoist power to solve this problem.

Two Xiaoyuetang disciples attacked with swords and cooperated with them. They were rare players, but they still slandered the secrets of the church and did not dare to press too hard.

After more than ten strokes, Han Wuxian said loudly: "What are you waiting for? Let's go and eat the flesh and blood of my Han Xianxian, it's not that easy!"

Han Wuxian suddenly threw out Han Han’s hand, and the opposite Xiaoyuetang disciple shunned, one stood unsteadily, almost fell, and even slashed the sword, the goal was not Han Wuxian and Han Yu, but it was like being invisible with some The opponents wrestled, "Be careful of the hair." The female swordsman retreated six or seven steps, and the mute reminded that the throat was obviously injured.

Four other Xiaoyuetang disciples jumped down, all holding swords, and together with the previous two disciples, surrounded Han Yuxian.

Han Wuxian just thrown Han Han, immediately caught up and took her to her arms, looked at the six enemies, and smiled: "The lotus girl is really a bit of a skill, today we will compare it, see if it is her swordsmanship, or this The secret of the door is amazing."

Han Wuxian is holding Han Han, turning around in the same place, getting faster and faster, and the hair that is raised high suddenly spreads out like a piece of water floating in the air.

Six Xiaoyuetang disciples swept their swords, and the people who were closest to Han Wuxian were also seven steps away. Even her hair tips couldn't be touched, but they were all enemies, making the whole body struggle with the void.

The old man outside the hospital was a little anxious. He was waiting to see a good show, but he only heard the sound disappeared.

He could only see the only four Xiaoyuetang disciples on the roof. Not long after, they jumped into the battle group.

Then the dragon king appeared, only in this way can lure the killer of Jinpengbao.

To the surprise of the old man, there are indeed a group of people jumping from the dark to the roof, the total number is more than 20, the leader is not masked, although it is not clear in the night, the old man is very sure that it is Good girl Shangguanru.

A ringing arrow slammed into the sky in the distance. This was in the command of Mu Laotou, Chu Nanping, Shangguanfei, and the four teams of the dog.

The old man did not manage the five helpers behind him. He jumped three times and two jumps. The first one rushed to the highest point of Anwangfu, just to see Tie Linglong and several killers rushing out of a room.

The Dragon King must also be in the room, the old man thought, and then more and more figures appeared from all directions, the small part is the killer of the Dragon King, most of them are the real Jinpeng killer.

The old man did not participate in the war immediately, and he was looking for the Dragon Warrior.

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