Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun walked out of the Wheel Hall slowly, and met Han Wenxin with a hat, and a large team of Yuzhou City Catchers.

"Mrs. An, aren't you going to see the water and land dojo?"

Han Wenxin saw Tan Yun beside Zhao Qingmei, and his eyes couldn't help but light up.

This dog's day is also a good thing.

And Tan Yun seemed to be still thinking about Fang Cai's figure, and he didn't notice Han Wenxin's somewhat obscene eyes at all.

Zhao Qingmei glanced at Han Wenxin a little strangely, and then asked, "No, I feel that the land and water dojo is a little lackluster, what about my husband?" ”

An Jing didn't say that he was going to find Han Wenxin, why didn't he see him?

Han Wenxin said honestly: "He went back just now, and it is said that he remembered that the Nanshan Orion was going to send some herbs today......

"I know, Han Zhutou, let's leave first."

Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows slightly, then turned around and walked towards the mountain gate.

She remembered that in the morning, An Jing seemed to have said this, but she was still a little uneasy in her heart.

"A few of you go to the Wheel Hall to cooperate with Xuanyiwei to check, if Lord Xuanyiwei asks, just say that I blocked the mountain gate of Sanmiao Mountain."

Han Wenxin commanded, and then followed in a fart: "Mrs. An, Miss Tan, I'll send you away." ”

............

Yuzhou City, western suburbs.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

An Jing carried Xue Chen's corpse on his back, and his toes stepped on the thumb-sized branch, as dexterous as an ape in the forest.

The wind was blowing, and the leaves were rustling.

After a short time, he came to the western suburbs of the wilderness red leaf forest.

"Brother Zhou, you really didn't disappoint."

Jiang Sanjia heard the voice and walked out of the forest with a hint of complexity in his eyes.

As a descendant of the Guigu faction, he naturally knows very well about the disputes between the forces in the rivers and lakes, and seizing Xue Chen's body this time is bound to be extremely dangerous and difficult.

An Jing was able to bring back Xue Chen's corpse, presumably after an unimaginable bloody battle.

And Mu Xiaoyun also followed Jiang Sanjia out.

An Jing smiled faintly, put the corpse on his back on the ground, and then stretched out his thumb to gently wipe the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Mrs. Liu, the two are clear."

Liu Qingshan's strength is one point higher than him, even if he is a half-step golden bone, but he still has the upper hand, and in the end, if it is not for the imperial sword technique, it is really difficult to leave Faxi Temple.

Mu Xiaoyun looked at the corpse on the ground and was slightly stunned, even though she had already known the result.

Sometimes, it feels like this world is too big, so big that just a turning distance can make a person disappear in the vast sea of people, and goodbye is indefinite.

"Hey....."

I don't know how long it has been before Mu Xiaoyun sighed heavily.

"Are you hurt?" Jiang Sanjia asked with a frown.

"Minor injuries."

An Jing said casually: "I don't know what the two of you plan to do in the future?" ”

This is true, because the golden bone has been generated in his body, and his injuries are indeed not serious.

"It's already scared, and I'm afraid it's going to be a lot of difficulties."

Mu Xiaoyun pondered for a moment and said, "I plan to leave Jiangnan Province first and go to the Dongluo Desert. ”

Dongluo Desert, yellow sand, is a desolate and dilapidated place, although the name is Dongluo, but it belongs to the prairie, the Western Regions, Dayan, Zhao State of the junction of the land.

Because of the special geographical location, at the junction of the four major forces, there are a large number of caravans coming and going all year round, so that the land of Dongluo also has a prosperous place, that is, the intersection of the four realms Dongluo Pass.

A large number of cross-border caravans are gathered in the East Luo Pass, and they come and go every year, and these caravans are the caravans of the major chambers of commerce, with a huge structure and many masters...... Among them, because of its special geographical location, the green building has beauties from all over the world, and the exotic customs are endless, and it has unconsciously become a place where people talk about it.

Moreover, there are a large number of rumors of getting rich overnight in Dongluoguan, and I don't know how many people have this big dream every year, and they go to Dongluoguan with great difficulty, looking for opportunities to make a fortune.

The large number of floating populations, coupled with the huge business opportunities brought by trade, has made Dongluoguan unprecedentedly prosperous.

Even Dayan folk have a saying that Yujing has a good reputation for Dongluo.

And the real master behind Dongluoguan is not someone else, it is the outer sky.

On the one hand, because of the terrible strength of the Demon Sect, if you take action against the Demon Sect, not to mention the great difficulty of it, even if it is barely successful, it must be a big loss of vitality, and it will inevitably let others sit on the benefits of the fisherman, on the other hand, Dongluo Pass does play a buffering role, and several major forces seem to have acquiesced to the existence of this Dongluo Pass.

"Could it be that you want to collude with the Demon Sect?" Jiang Sanjia frowned.

The Demon Sect is a notorious existence in the Great Yan Jianghu.

"What's wrong with the Demon Cult?" Mu Xiaoyun said faintly: "What is a demon, what is right?" What is good? What is bad? ”

When Jiang Sanjia heard this, he didn't speak anymore.

has been in the rivers and lakes for decades, in this world, how can it be so easy to distinguish between good and bad?

Mu Xiaoyun looked at An Jing and asked, "Brother Zhou, I don't know if you have a letter of recommendation?" ”

It is rumored that An Jing is a member of the Demon Sect, if it is true, it will save some trouble.

"I have nothing to do with the people of the Demon Cult."

An Jing shook his head, he knew that Mu Xiaoyun seemed to want to catch the line of the Demon Sect, but he was indeed not familiar with the Demon Sect.

"That's a shame."

Mu Xiaoyun said regretfully.

She also didn't know if Zhou Xianming didn't want to reveal his identity this week, or if he really wasn't a member of the Demon Sect.

After all, their relationship has not yet reached the point where they know the roots.

"Sanjia, what about you?" An Jing glanced at Jiang Sanjia.

"Heal your injuries first, and leave Gangnam Province before the end of the year." Jiang Sanjia thought for a while.

Not only is the Cao Gang searching for him, but he is also an important criminal in the imperial court, and now his injuries have not healed, and it is extremely dangerous to go out alone.

I don't know if the connections left in the past can still be used now, so it is naturally the safest to take care of the injuries first.

An Jing glanced at the direction of Faxi Temple, and just as he was fighting Liu Qingshan, he obviously felt that something in Faxi Temple trembled.

There is a hint in the book from the ground, and the cyan fate should be talking about that seal.

But why, it made him feel a little uneasy in his heart.

Generally, masters don't have a whim, and once they feel a whim, there must be a reason.

The next moment, An Jing's thoughts fell on the book from the ground.

Wow!

Suddenly, a cyan light in the book from the ground swallowed An Jing's thoughts.

The dark dungeon stretched as far as the eye could see, and the only source of light was a ray of light that escaped from the huge crack above.

In the leaking light, the appearance of the underground palace can be faintly seen, like the ancient emperor's sacrifice to the sky.

There are eighty-one bronze ancient pillars outside, which stand all around, and are staggered.

Gather and go straight into a misty darkness.

Inside, it is extended by the cross fish silk thread, and there are four sun god patterns from time to time, corresponding to the eight directions of dry, dui, li, zhen, xun, kan, gen, and kun.

On each bronze ancient pillar, there are thick iron chains tied, making a 'clang' and 'clang' sounds, and the iron chains are connected to the center.

An Jing looked at it fixedly, and couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart.

It was a dragon lying on the ground, its eyes were blazing, the dragon balls were mirroring, the dragon's horns were erected, the dragon's armor was convex, and the claws were strong, as if it sensed someone, and when he looked back, it was terrifying.

"Roar!"

The four seas return to worship in the eight wildernesses, the dragon roars in the night, and the heavens and the earth shake.

The divine dragon saw An Jing suspended in mid-air, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, and his body rushed towards him frantically, but the surrounding iron chains tied him up and made him unable to move.

With the roar of the dragon, the whole heaven and earth shook.

Seeing the dragon-like rush towards him like crazy, and the huge sound of the iron chain, An Jing's brows furrowed.

It was as if it was not the dragon that was sealed by the chains, but himself.

What the hell is going on?

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