An Qisheng's eyes were deep, and there were ripples in his heart.

With his current spirit, perception, and sweeping at a glance, whether the physiognomy of his human bones has changed, the flow of qi and blood in his body, the condensation and transportation of his strength, and the agitation and circulation of true qi are all vivid.

It is impossible for any disguise technique, concealment and concealment method to hide from his gaze.

Without him, he himself is the strongest in this way.

But Zhao Changying, who was in front of him, almost hid him!

Because it's not a transfiguration, it's a real gender transition!

From his bones and skin, facial features and limbs, body fragrance and charm, and even endocrine and body composition, in his eyes, he is a real woman!

And she's a virgin woman.......

This state is only seen in Anqi's life.

I thought it was a woman dressed as a man, but it turned out to be ........

Zhao Gonggong!

When the words landed, the face of the heroic girl calmed down, and the indifferent eyes reflected the old Taoist priest in front of her:

"Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the second person on the ground list, but it was long and eyeless."

His voice was still soft and soft, but there was a hint of coldness without the slightest emotion, which made people smell like they were bathing in snow.

It's not like before, which makes people listen to the distractions of new students.

He was also surprised in his heart.

In such a state like him, very few people in the world can see his true colors.

This blood demon is really extraordinary.

"Six doors, Jinyiwei, Dongchang, I don't want the three violent organs of the imperial court, but let the poor road see it all over."

An Qisheng casually picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

The taste of the medicinal wine that has been aged for decades is not very good, but the warm air overflows in it, which is comparable to a high-quality elixir.

In addition to replenishing qi and invigorating blood, it can also increase internal strength.

"The Taoist knows my identity, and he still dares to drink my wine?"

Zhao Changying put her hands on the table and looked at An Qisheng fixedly.

He is also extremely interested in this old Taoist priest who has caused a lot of waves in the imperial court now.

"Why don't you dare?"

An Qisheng put down his wine glass and said lightly: "You don't have the ability to see through my line." ”

He could recognize Zhao Changying's identity, but Zhao Changying couldn't see through his identity, otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to come to see him alone.

"The Taoist is worthy of killing Xue Chaoyang, Tuoba Chongguang, Shi Chun's great master, and his courage is really extraordinary."

Zhao Changying was not only not angry, but sighed:

"What the Taoist chief said is right, if I know that you are here today, I should retreat and not come to this big Longjiang."

There is a special channel for the transmission of information from the imperial court, and he naturally does not know what a dangerous person the old Taoist priest in front of him is.

On the most wanted list of the imperial court, this person's ranking is not low.

"Good wine."

An Qisheng poured another glass of wine, took a few sips of fish, and commented: "The fish is extremely tender, but it's a pity that the people who cook the dishes have average craftsmanship and put more spices." ”

doesn't seem to care about Zhao Changying's identity.

"The Taoist has no sect or faction, and he is a rare master in the world, so why should he be an enemy of the imperial court? If the Taoist chief is willing to stop, he may be able to run for a thing or two. ”

Zhao Changying's heart sank when he saw him acting like this.

This clearly treats him as a dead man.

If others were like this, he would not have to tear down all the bones of his body immediately, but in the face of this blood demon who had killed several masters of the imperial court one after another, he did not dare to act rashly.

It is even necessary to calm down the state of mind, so as not to anger this killing god.

"Stop?"

An Qisheng put down his chopsticks, and there seemed to be some surprise in his eyes: "I killed two famous arresters in the six gates, and one of the Jinyi guards was a pacification envoy, so like this, the court can not care?" ”

"As the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, what is a little insignificant friction?"

Zhao Changying made an understatement, and erased what happened during this time:

"The king likes to make friends with martial arts masters the most, and he must be overjoyed to know a character with such a demeanor?"

"Really?"

An Qisheng sighed softly.

Recalling Xue Chaoyang's self-muttering when he looked north at Zhongzhou before his death, An Qisheng suddenly felt that the delicious fish in his mouth became tasteless.

In the battle of Tianyu Peak, he really felt the will and belief in Xue Chaoyang's heart.

Although he is an enemy, he has to admit that this person is a hero for a while.

And even if such a hero dies, in the eyes of others, it is just a 'trivial friction'.......

Sure enough, after death, I realized that everything was empty.

"Nothing to say."

Although Zhao Changying didn't know why An Qisheng sighed, he still replied.

In his opinion, in this confrontation, most of the casualties were caused by the imperial court, and even the imperial court did not pursue it, what reason did An Qisheng have to refuse?

And if such a great master can be pulled into the East Factory, whether it is the overseer or the king, he can definitely explain the past.

Even if the god catcher and Yang Lin are dissatisfied, they may not dare to offend the East Factory.

Six doors to arrest martial arts, six doors to monitor the court, the world, but Dongchang, but directly monitor the six doors and Jinyiwei!

"There is no need to mention this matter, I have no intention of being an enemy of the imperial court, but I have no intention of joining the imperial court!"

An Qisheng waved his hand, looked at Zhao Changying again, and said lightly:

"For now, it's better to talk about something else......."

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Changying's heart 'groaned', faintly sensing that something was wrong.

Call~

An Qisheng made a casual move, and Zhao Changying's folding fan hanging on his waist fell into his hand.

Swish~

He unfolded the folding fan at once, and the four big characters on it, 'Money Can Communicate God', were facing Zhao Changying.

"Poor Dao wants to know, these four words, whether they are really ......"

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

Zhao Changying's face sank completely.

The terrain of Liangzhou is extremely complex, because it is surrounded by mountains, it has always been an easy place to defend and difficult to attack, except for a few main roads, that is, waterways can enter and exit.

Two hundred years ago, Dafeng Taizu raised troops to dominate the world, that is, to seize the land of Zhongliang with the power of thunder, to resist the enemy with natural dangers, and to get a chance to breathe, so there is a foundation for Dafeng's two-hundred-year hegemony.

Therefore, Dafeng was set to be in Zhongzhou.

The red sun hangs high, the river surface is sparkling, and occasionally fish and shrimp jump out of the tumbling waves, splashing crystal water droplets.

On the Dalong River, passenger ships are still moving forward, and even faster than before.

On the deck, An Qisheng stood with his hands in his hands, and behind him, a man with a long knife and two masters dressed as family members were sitting cross-legged, drumming up the internal force of the whole body to urge the ship to run.

Whew~~~

The whistling wind brought the damp water vapor pavement on the river surface, and lifted Anqisheng's long sideburns and hair.

Not far away, several boatmen looked terrified and trembled.

With their knowledge, they couldn't understand why the young man in white and the young lady who was full of fat and powder had become such a drooping old man after entering the room a day or two.

Even after watching it many times, several boatmen looked at Zhao Changying, who was ugly on the side of An Qisheng, as if they had seen an evil ghost.

There is no longer the slightest hint of amazement.

"Heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things, the one who passes through time, the passerby of a hundred generations!"

An Qisheng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the rolling river to the east, and couldn't help sighing:

"How small are man compared to heaven and earth? Even if the divine vein is achieved, it will only be three hundred years old, but this great dragon river has been flowing quietly for more than five thousand years........"

Seeing that the physical body is not bad, and under the continuous condensation of qi and veins, An Qisheng's spirit is growing day by day, and his perception of all things in heaven and earth is also increasing day by day.

The common things that he had never cared about had a different feeling in his eyes.

And the more this is the case, the more he can feel how small life is between heaven and earth, and how vast heaven and earth are.

This feeling is not knowing, but a real comparative measurement.

Ants are more powerful than dragons, and anyone looks at the size, but who feels more strongly than the ants themselves?

It was only at this moment that he realized why Xuanxing's many great masters throughout the ages were struggling to find their way forward.

Compared with heaven and earth, how small are people, and where is the end of the road ahead?

"A ....... of Hundred Generations of Passers-by"

Zhao Changying chewed this sentence again, and also felt the meaning in it, and couldn't help but look up.

Plain mountain peaks, unremarkable rivers, occasional beating waves.

The feeling that he has is at most a 'today's wave is so big'.

I don't know where his insights came from.

After sighing, An Qisheng's heart moved slightly:

"Your life money has arrived."

唳~~~

Zhao Changying was stunned for a moment, only to hear a long roar hanging down from the sky.

Then the wind howled, and a mighty goshawk swooped down from the sky, carrying damp air to the mast of the passenger ship.

"....... to buy life money"

Zhao Changying secretly gritted her teeth, only to feel extremely aggrieved in her heart.

He is in a high position, and Dongchang is a place where the world's first-class wealth gathers, and he has never cared about gold, silver, and medicinal herbs.

But being coerced to pay 'life money' is the first time in his life.

Naturally, this goshawk was raised by him.

This time he discharged, but also obeyed his order to get things, or rather, to buy life money.

"It's time to separate."

Zhao Changying only heard a flat voice sound, and there was a big air flow.

Rumble!

There seemed to be thunder on the river, and the turbulent wind swept up the sky with water vapor.

"Not good!"

Zhao Changying's heart jumped, and he only said that this old Taoist priest would regret it.

The true qi was swallowed, and it had already risen into the air, and the soft sword in the sleeve tube slashed through the sky like a match, but he didn't want to pounce in the air.

"What?"

Zhao Changying was stunned in her heart and looked down.

I saw that under him, several figures were kicked into the air, and then fell into the surging river without any resistance.

There was a 'bang' and the shadow disappeared.

Wow~

The frightened goshawk soared into the air, flapping its wings and hovering in mid-air.

Zhao Changying's body stood steadily in mid-air, but he saw that the burden on the goshawk's body had disappeared.

"It's worthy of money and gods, this gift, Poor Dao accepted it!"

At this moment, a calm and long voice echoed above the river.

"Anqisheng!"

Zhao Changying gritted her teeth.

The passenger ship had already broken through the waves like an arrow from a string, and the speed was comparable to that of a horse on land, galloping wildly, and disappearing into the distance.

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