(Second update)

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"Who are you?"

Amberchen asked.

Heavy rain surrounds Wangjun Lake like fog, and it also flows down along the oil-paper umbrella, as if wisps of clear springs separated the two.

"My surname is Yi."

The middle-aged man smiled faintly, looked at the quiet Amberchen, and his mouth curled slightly: "I have seen your gun, and there is a thunder in the gun."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen's heart moved, and he looked at the middle-aged man with a different temperament from last night. A blurry figure emerged in his mind. He ate the best wine and dishes, but he hated the golden and jade dishes, liked beauties, but also hated the heavy makeup. Mr. Yi, a Sima family's guest who took Sima Jin to the East China Sea to catch the wind and thunder birds, was the only one who knew about the wind and thunder birds.

The person in front of him is also surnamed Yi...

In a blink of an eye, An Bochen already knew who this person was, but as early as the East China Sea that year, he had already put on the wings of wind and thunder and flew away. Why did he appear in Liujing now and pretend to be a magic trick? Could it be that he played those magic tricks just to attract the "Wuxie Layman" to appear? In this way, he didn't know that I was Wuxie.

After smiling, An Bochen nodded and said, "I heard about Mr. Yi's name earlier, but today I saw it, it was true that it was well-known."

"Good reputation?"

The middle-aged man rubbed his hands and smiled faintly: "I'm afraid few people in this world know me, so how can I be worthy of my reputation? General An is so polite."

An Bochen was speechless and embarrassed, and then he heard the man laughing again: "It seems that you have a good relationship with Sima Jin, so good... I dare to ask General An, where is Mr. Wuxie?"

With just a few words, An Bochen could see that Mr. Yi was not unprepared and had already found out his identity clearly. However, Sima Jin should not know about him when he came to Liujing, otherwise how could he not know him?

"Mr. Yi was joking, how could An know where Mr. Wuxie was?"

An Bochen made a fuss and kept guarding.

Sighing lightly, Mr. Yi looked at Wangjunhu and said with a smile: "I have heard a lot of things before, all about General An. The elusive lay Buddhist Wuxie seems to be a meddler, but carefully considering that every time he appears, he has something to do with General An. General An started from the grassroots three years ago, and he has become famous for only a few people in the world. I think he can't get rid of the relationship with that lay Buddhist Wuxie."

The authorities are confused and bystanders are clear, and few people in Liujing can notice it, but those who are interested, such as Mr. Yi can see it clearly.

An Bochen knew that things had come to this point and it was hard for him to break free from the relationship. If he denied it, Mr. Yi would definitely find out to the end. It would be a bad thing if he found out that he was a lay Buddhist Wuxie.

A look of embarrassment appeared on his face, and for a while, An Bochen smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what is important to Mr. Yi looking for Senior Wuxie?"

The word "predecessor" has its own mystery. It is feasible for those who are familiar with each other, and it is also called unfamiliar elders. An Bochen calls Mr. Wuxie a senior. In Mr. Yi's ears, the relationship between An Bochen and Mr. Wuxie is even more confusing.

Looking at An Bochen, Mr. Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Since you are Sima Jin's friend, it is not an exaggeration to call you a friend. Yi has never liked to be foolish, so I will tell the truth. Yi wants to get a dragon inner elixir, and only Wuxie layman killed two dragons when he looks at Dakuang. Unfortunately, the dragon ball hidden in the treasure house of the Liugong Palace has been taken away, and it seems that it was in the hands of Wuxie layman. Last night, Yi met a layman by chance and wanted to exchange a raindrop for it, but Wuxie layman seemed in a bad mood last night, so Yi bowed and gave it to him, but in the end he lost Wuxie layman again, so he had to come to Xiaoyou An."

After hearing this, An Bochen believed most of the time. Although he didn't know Mr. Yi, he knew that Mr. Yi was a strange man and seemed to have a habit of collecting strange treasures. That year, he used the Sima family's sea boat to capture the wind and thunder wings. It was nothing strange to get the dragon ball today.

After thinking about it, Amber Chen asked, "I wonder what Mr. Yi wants Dragon Ball?"

An Bochen didn't want to be entangled from now on, but he was still the mysterious Mr. Yi in front of him. Although the inner elixir of the two dragons was a rare thing, it was useless when it fell into An Bochen's hands. It was neither eaten nor used as a weapon. It would be okay to give it to Mr. Yi, but everything needs a reason.

Mr. Yi smiled and said, "I'm going to know that I'm going to find an ancient book, which records something called the Flying Dragon Car, which is the legendary dragon chariot in ancient times. It can go to heaven and earth, and is not invaded by water and fire. Over the years, Yi traveled around to search for materials, and almost all eighteen rare materials were gathered, leaving only the dragon elixir. I thought I would never see a real dragon in this life and could not make a Flying Dragon Car, but I heard that Wuxie layman killed dragons in Liuguo. He should have come early, but because of trivial matters, he has only left his spare time today."

After the words fell, An Bochen was stunned.

First, he was surprised that Mr. Yu Yi was unlucky and honest, and second, he was amazed at the flying dragon driving in Mr. Yi. In legend, there was indeed something like a fairy-god chariot, but that was a myth after all. It was a fantasy that Mr. Yi wanted to build a flying dragon rack with his own hands. However, he was also a person with great ability, and maybe he could succeed.

But just giving him the dragon pearl like this is too generous...

An Bochen is generous to the people around him, but he may not be the same as everyone else. Broken copper and iron are treasures, let alone the legendary dragon ball.

"It should be no big deal for Mr. Wuxie to kill two dragons and get two dragon beads. It should be a big deal to sell one to Yi."

Seeing that An Bochen was silent, Mr. Yi smiled and said, "If Mr. Wuxie was willing to send both dragon pearls to Yi, Yi will exchange three things."

An Bochen frowned and said with a strange voice: "Mr. Yi, whether to exchange depends on the meaning of Mr. Wuxie."

Nodded, Mr. Yi said, "One, a thousand taels of gold."

Amberchen remained silent.

"Secondly, a flying dragon driver's sub-car. Although it is not as big as the main car, it can carry six or seven people. Although Wuxie layman has the ability to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, if he gets the flying dragon driver, he will save a lot of foot strength."

An Bochen was slightly moved, and then he heard Mr. Yi continue, "The third thing is news, about Xiaoyou An."

“About me?”

Mr. Yi smiled mysteriously, looked at An Bochen, and said for a while: "My friend An is about to face a disaster, so you need to prepare early."

An Bochen was stunned and thought, "What do you mean?"

Mr. Yi smiled and spread his hands, without saying anything, but said, "When you ask for the Dragon Ball from Wuxie Layman, Yi will inform you of the details."

An Bochen felt a little unhappy. Mr. Yi's words were both soft and hard. He first used a thousand taels of yellow turbans and the flying dragon's sub-car as a sweet spot, and then threatened his life, and was very cunning. Fortunately, An Bochen also had no shortage of those dragon pearls. If Mr. Yi really used the legendary flying dragon car to exchange for the dragon pearls that could be without for An Bochen, in the end, it was An Bochen who made a profit.

As for the "disaster" that Mr. Yi said, An Bochen laughed at most.

He did not form a clique in Liujing and did not make enemies with others. Where did he get a disaster? He was extremely low-key in dealing with people and affairs, and Princess Lizhu was protected openly and secretly. It was probably because Mr. Yi was bluffing to get the Jiaozhu.

After smiling, An Bochen looked up and said, "So, wait until I go back and tell Senior Wuxie that if Senior agrees, he will be able to send Jiaozhu to his residence tomorrow morning. If he can't..."

"Mr. Wuxie is very caring for Xiaoyou An, and he will definitely agree."

Mr. Yi said without thinking, bowed to An Bochen, and turned around and left with a smile.

Looking at the middle-aged man's back as he left, An Bochen's brows unfolded. The conversation between the two was considered harmonious and harmonious. Perhaps because of Sima Jin, the people Sima Jin met only smiled when they mentioned this Mr. Yi. I believe that the relationship between the two was very good. It's a pity that Mr. Yi likes to scare people, otherwise he might have a deep friendship.

Shaking his head, An Bochen sighed inwardly, and walked towards Longquanfang with his hands behind his back.

In addition to a little relief from the drought, this spring rain also has another advantage, that is, there is no need to lead troops to practice.

Last night, the sharp sword hanging above An Bochen's head finally moved away. His meridians were four times thicker than ordinary people, and they were the three stances of fellow practitioners. The time spent on cultivation was naturally far greater than that of ordinary monks. Fortunately, there was a fairy palace for him to steal the sky and change the sun. The years of cultivation were long, but I don't know how many years he had been meditating in the fairy palace. Only An Bochen himself knew the hardships and fatigues.

Today, there is no need to lead troops to practice or practice hard. An Bochen just wants to take out the dragon ball, turn around Moyun Tower to drink a pot, read a few articles "The Talk of the Great Kuang Gods and Ghosts", and then have a good sleep.

Carrying an oil-paper umbrella and walking on the crowded ancient Tang Road, An Bochen did not notice that there were always a pair of light eyes staring at him behind him.

Shuttled through the crowd, heavy rain was like fog, and soon An Bochen disappeared. The girl frowned slightly, and her out-of-the-monstration aura still showed mosquito in the city of Liujing.

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Chapter completed!