On the fifth day of the twelfth lunar month, that is, three days later... the catastrophe will come three days later, and I will also be desperate and in chaos.

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On the seventh floor of Moyun Tower, the boy quietly looked at Zhuque Street when the lights first fell, as silent as ever, and fell into it with him in Moyun Tower.

A person's life and death are recorded in the book of life and death. Once it is decided, it is difficult to change, unless it is a great disaster and great blessing. An Bochen sets on the path of cultivation, his destiny is impermanent, and his life is no longer visible to the book of life and death. However, because of the great disaster three days later, this number of life is reversed again.

There are three days left...the death is caused by the disaster of war.

An Bochen clenched his fists, looking at the vast night, unwillingness rose in his eyes.

Earlier, because he learned from Qianpo that he would cause trouble to Liujing in seven days, Anbochen had made up his mind and had to try his best to stop it. Now the great disaster has been closer, from seven days to three days. Not only will the seventy-li Liujing become a mountain of blood seas, but even Anbochen will have a bloody disaster and his life will be over.

The boy in Moyun Tower seemed to look calm, but his nerves were tight and he felt sweaty in his palms and a chill on his back.

Unprecedented tension drowns him, and the line of life and death is only three days later.

Whether it was the blood disaster of Liujing or his near Yuanshou, An Bochen was extremely nervous. He could no longer travel around Liujing as leisurely as before, and explore the secrets leisurely.

By chance, the variables disrupted everyone's layout and made him mess up, but how could An Bochen sit and wait for death?

With Mo Yun alone, An Bochen was helpless. Facing Mr. Li, Li Xiao, had long lost the courage to play against him, Li Xiaoguan would only cause trouble. Although Wuhua and Zhang Bushi had a cultivation level far beyond Tongji, their friendship was limited due to the disciples of the divine master. Even if she was in the Wu Kingdom, which was thousands of miles away, had eight hundred ghost army scouts, she could not come to help.

Today, facing the blood disaster that is coming soon, An Bochen can only rely on himself.

The evening breeze blew down the last trace of sunset, hitting the window frame, rolling up the boy's long hair that was barely waist-thick and flying backwards.

If anyone thinks at this time, he will be slightly surprised.

The young man in the building was completely immersed in the wind, as ethereal as a shadow, his eyes were like stars and moon, bright and bright, his eyebrows were flying slanted towards his temples, and his spirit was unparalleled.

Although nervous, An Bochen could have been able to see through danger as early as before. At that time, a few servants were like this. Now, the stupid servant has become the hottest commander An, and has a mysterious and unpredictable identity as an innocent layman. After all the hardships, An Bochen's ability to see clues in times of danger is even more outstanding.

After looking at the clouds under the night, Amberchen shook his collars, sat back in front of the couch, pulled open the white scroll, and picked up the pen.

Just as he lured all the people to attack Mo Yun Tower at night, pretending to be completely lost, An Bochen used his brush and ink to sort out all the key matters at present. Every word and sentence fell into the scroll, realized in his heart, and the tangled messy situation gradually became clear.

The flowing clouds and flowing water were completed in one go, pressing the ink brush, and the young man held the scroll and watched it.

At the beginning of the volume, the names of four people appear, Li Jing, Long Nu, Li Gongzi and Zuo Xiang.

These four people are the leaders behind Liujing who have been ups and downs for fourteen years and even longer. Everything is in the chess game they set up. Good shows are all staged, and actors are all played, but they are led by them and controlled in front of the stage.

Of course, this is just a situation in Liujing. If this situation is expanded, the emperor of the capital and the uncle of Zhongdu will also be related. But An Bochen ignored it. All he had to do was to save his life in the seventy-limit Liujing, saving the people in the city under the great disaster.

Liujun Li Yu knew Li Zuo's identity, but ignored it. Instead, he used it for the court and the country. He was not a foolish lord, nor a cowardly lord. In order to avenge his wife, he endured Jiangnan, but he would not sit idly by Liu Jing and even Liu Guo were destroyed by the hands of the two demons. In this way, he must have a backhand, and then he was confident and allowed the Zuo Xiangli Prince to fight in the capital. A mortal king can not fear the great demon unless he is a god descending to the earth, or has the help of the gods... Therefore, his backhand is about to come out, Dragon Girl.

Under the candlelight, the boy was wearing a thin blue shirt, and his eyes gradually became confident with the swaying candlelight.

Li Xuan dreamed of the dragon girl, and the basin of daffodils on the windowsill was not accidental. Perhaps it was a joint effort between the dragon girl and Dakuang Liujing from Xuande Cave Heaven.

The dragon girl used Liu Jun to recover from Liu Jing's wounds and avoided Li's left ears and eyes. When the daffodils in Anlefang withered, it was the time when the dragon girl recovered from her cultivation. Liu Jun knew that Li Zuo was waiting for the dragon girl and sat down and watched, just because he had the help of the dragon girl, he could not only control the two demons, but also avenge him a great revenge. In Li Zhu's dream, Emperor Kuang once said that Lu Sikong was the reincarnation of the God of Laojun Mountain, and wanted to have a very high cultivation level.

However, because the little official destroyed the daffodils, the dragon girl appeared in advance, and her original layout was disrupted. Perhaps the dragon girl's cultivation has not yet been fully restored, and she is not far from her left opponent, and the grand woman is so hysterical.

The candlelight shook lightly, the boy's eyelashes blinked, and after some tidying up, I felt that I had seen all this clearly.

Li Zuo fought against Liu Jing, and after all, she was just to compete for the dragon ball cultivated by Dragon Girl and swallow Jackie Chan. Although Dragon Girl was weak, she might not be able to deal with Li Zuo. However, if her cultivation level had not yet recovered to its peak, even if Li Zuo fought and both sides were injured, she would probably be difficult to deal with... Perhaps it was because of this that the grand woman in the daytime would be so painful and desperate.

Taking a deep breath, An Bochen had already figured out his mind. Although there were still some details that could not be seen clearly, it should be roughly the same.

For the sake of the present, three things need to be done to eliminate the great disaster four days later. First, wait for Sima Jin to send the shrine to deal with Li Zuo, and Longjun needs to take action. Second, find out where the dragon girl is. If you cannot find the dragon girl before Li Zuo, even if An Bochen waits for the shrine, summoning the dragon king will be useless. Third, try every means to hold Li Zuo and the two men until An Bochen finds the dragon girl and Sima Jin sends the shrine.

These three things are closely related and indispensable. An Bochen dared not order people to build a shrine in Liujing. If it is leaked and Li Zuo learned about it, he will also surface and will inevitably be killed by Li Zuo who guessed everything.

The first thing to bear in these three things is to hold Li Zuo away, which makes them temporarily distracted.

Now there are two people who can do it in Liujing.

After putting away the scroll, An Bochen got up and came to the window. He hesitated for a moment, but he did not leave his body. The thunder of heaven will definitely be brought down by the heavenly wandering. The two-headed snake likes to eat the heavenly thunder. An Bochen does not want to disturb the prince Li or the left prime minister and attract their attention.

"As urgent as the law, the ghosts disappeared without a trace."

With the method of pinching the seal with his hands and spelling spells, Anbochen turned into a pool of traceless water, crawling on the ground, gushing out of the window frame, and wandering around the Suzaku Street like a long snake, heading towards the Dongyuan.

At the end of Dongyuan Street, a not-tall mansion was brightly lit. A general in his thirties sat under the lamp, holding a scroll and reading it.

What he was reading was not a soldier or a memorial, but a pitch-black book, breathing while reading.

It seemed like a cold wind was blowing by, stirring the candle shadows to roar left and right. Hu Bufei frowned and subconsciously looked at the window.

The window was empty, but a low laugh came from a young age.

"General Hu is in great interest."

Hu Bufei's body trembled, and the light flashed in his tiger's eyes. He stared straight at the window lattice and shouted: "Who is the master visiting?"

After a brief silence, laughter rang again.

"I'm not evil."

Hu Bufei's face changed slightly, and his hands stretched toward his waist slowly lowered, with a complex look.

The name Wuxie Layman has long been circulated among the princes of the aristocratic family. Those young men thought it was just a secret between them and were complacent all day long, but they didn't know that they had been leaked out intentionally or unintentionally. Not only did the aristocratic family know, but even the princes and ministers knew that there was a mysterious master who came and went without a trace in Liujing.

The young men of the aristocratic family believed in Wuxie’s lay Buddhists in private, and only thought that they had the power of gods and ghosts, and knew nothing about anything. But most of their fathers did not care about it. They had been ups and downs for decades and had seen many masters. Therefore, most of the officials were just curious about Wuxie’s lay Buddhists and had no fear at all. This was even more so by Hu Bufei, who came from the Nagasm.

However, at present, Hu Bufei no longer underestimates him.

God appeared in his house without knowing it. If he hadn't spoken, he would have known nothing. If such a person wanted to take his life, it would be easy... but it was nothing. Such experts were as numerous as a cow in my Changmen.

Hu Bufei thought so, but when he heard the words of "Wuxie Layman" and his whole body was stunned and his face was full of disbelief.

"General Hu, as a member of the Changmen, you came to Liuguo to kill demons and eliminate demons. But now the demons have not been eliminated, but instead become a high-ranking official and enjoy a blessing. How can you be worthy of your identity as a Changmen? How can you be right to Duke Huo who was killed by the demons?"

His face gradually turned pale. Hu Bufei opened his mouth wide and looked at the window frame. He could not see the "Wuxie Layman", but he could clearly feel the mysteriousness of "Wuxie Layman", understand the secrets of heaven and know everything, so it is no exaggeration to say that there are the powers of gods and ghosts.

The next moment, Hu Bufei's face froze, his eyes flashed with a sharp shock, and he said in a daze: "Master Huo Ling was killed by the demon...that demon..."

"If you can't guess who the demon is, it will be useless for me to come tonight."

Stepping on the water shadow, Amber Chen stood under the water shadow tree and said lightly.

Now among the princes and ministers of Liujing, the only one who dares to fight against Zuoxiang is the only one who dares to fight against Zuoxiang, not to mention that he already knows that Zuoxiang is the great demon of Liujing at this time.

"In addition to the left prime minister of the current dynasty, there is another demon. If it weren't for his help, then Duke Huo would not have been deceived into the palace. That person is Mo Yunlou, Prince Li."

After a pause, An Bochen continued, "The two demons are in trouble. Just recently, General Hu still remembers that you are a member of the Changmen Dharma Assembly."

After saying that, An Bochen stopped looking at Hu Bufei who was standing there on the spot, and turned into Changshui and flowed away.

Time is tight, and although three days are long, it is extremely short, so An Bochen cannot afford to delay.
Chapter completed!