A plain roll, a fish tail fragrance.

The man read the scroll with him, and the candlelight swayed and flickered, reflecting the man's thin figure on the curtain, cramped, narrow, and thin.

"Sir, the medicine is here."

The handsome servant tiptoed in, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, with bubbles in the bowl.

It took forty or fifty steps from the baggage camp to the coach camp. The night wind was cold. It was said that this bowl of soup should be cold, but it was still as hot as fire. The servant put three layers of linen cloth through the wooden plate, and still felt hot.

Use fierce medicine to force out potential vitality in severe diseases, which is a choice to suffocate the human body. If you can't hold on after drinking the medicine, you will mostly die. It's three parts of poison, and even more so for fierce medicine. It's a taboo to extract vitality in advance, and few people will do this. However, a man sitting in a handsome tent swallows the medicine every night, and only by drinking the medicine will his complexion change from pale to snow-white, slightly more so.

People in the Wei Kingdom called him the general, and his personal servant called him Mr., while the people in the world gave him another title, Mo Xuejun.

The ink is not the ink color, but he likes to read and dance and write ink throughout his life. He is considered an alien among the tigers and wolves in the world. Snow refers to his complexion, which is whiter all year round, so light that his facial features are almost invisible, just like a piece of thin paper.

Paper is like snow, ink is fragrant, and General Xin Yin is famous all over the world, not because of his literary talent. It is said that if he had not been cured for a long time, he would have gone further, and it would not be impossible for him to be among the Seven Bears. In fact, his Taoist skills are definitely not inferior to Seven Bears. Although Seven Bears are a rare top general, they dare not say that they can beat Yin Xin's spear.

However, Yin Xin only had that spear. After one spear, his vitality was greatly weakened and he was unable to fight again.

Putting down the Taoist scroll in his hand, Yin Xin looked at the soup on the table and was not in a hurry to drink it.

The servant turned away, Yin Xin slowly walked to the curtain, looking at the starry sky from afar, his eyebrows and eyes were as light as water.

Six days ago, he received a secret report from the Wu Kingdom. The rebel general of the Liu Kingdom broke out of the Sima family and broke out of Wujing. He traveled smoothly all the way and came straight to the Wei Kingdom.

A mere general, Iron, was worth three thousand taels of gold, one snow lion and one BMW, and one Jing'an Earl. Such good things have not happened in the past twenty years, and I don't know how many tigers and wolves will be moved. But this is the territory of Wei State, and with his seal Xin, the other famous generals dare not take any action unless the five tigers are the princes and kings of all parties, but they are still under the jurisdiction of Emperor Kuang in name. Emperor Kuang issued an order. If the famous generals want to attack from afar, the princes will not say much. Even though they are today, the famous generals and wise ministers are loyal to their masters, and the princes will not let go, and how many people dare to go privately to the border.

"A mere general Ichiro, who wants to kill him...what is hidden in him?"

Looking at the starry sky from afar, Yin Xin sighed with his hands behind his back.

He likes to read, mostly Taoist books, but after all, he is in the world and cannot let go of much, but he cannot let go of much.

His chest was undulating, Yin Xin began to breathe, and then he started coughing in succession.

Turning around, Yin Xin walked to the desk, picked up a porcelain bowl and poured the soup into his mouth.

After the medicine was in her stomach, Yin Xin's body began to become hot, and her chest seemed to be burning and turned red. She rose to the neck and had nothing to go up. Her pale face improved slightly, and she was no longer so miserable, like snow.

"Look at the heart and prepare horses."

The middle-aged man stopped coughing and asthma, put on a cloak, and whispered.

"Yes, sir."

The servant who was waiting outside the camp knew that the gentleman had something important tonight and brought the horse in early.

He lifted up the curtain, Yin Xin carried a nine-foot long spear in his hand, turned over his horse, and walked towards the west along the moonlight.

......

There is a hill on the border of Wei and Wu, with many mountains in the south, with countless strange mountains and steep mountains and ridges. It is dyed into green ink by night, and the water vapor of night dew is also steaming, just like the beautiful scroll of the ink treasure just picked up from the water tank.

A black wind rushed up from the foot of the mountain, like a sharp arrow that was coming out of strings. At a young age, he had already reached the top of the mountain.

The dusty boy pulled out a bag of clear water from the saddle, raised his head and drank it. He had not washed his clothes for six days and had been stained with dust. The night was dark and the horse was dark. He sat at the root of the tree beside the horse, and it was difficult to tell his body from a distance.

Wu Jing was originally northeast of the central part of the Wu Kingdom. The Wild Horse King traveled thousands of miles a day and eight hundred miles a day and six days a day and night, and finally arrived at the eastern border of the Wu Kingdom.

An Bochen originally wanted to find the place of Changmen in the Sima family, but because of Liu Laoxiu's sudden appearance, he escaped from Wu Jing and didn't know where to go. He simply followed the remote wilderness and arrived in Wudong safely with the power of ten miles of eyes.

After drinking water, Amberchen looked down at the runes on his wrist, his eyes flashing.

According to Wang Xiner, this talisman was the 100-day accompanying talisman sacrificed by Liu Laoxiu, and in fact it is very likely that this is true. This talisman is really hateful. No matter whether Anbo Chen turns into water and fire, it will be exposed on his wrist, as if it can never be peeled off. What surprised Anbo Chen was that along the way, he only met three generals of Wu. Although he was a natural-grade, he did not bring his troops and came alone to kill him. Most of Anbo Chen resisted for two or three rounds and then fled. One was afraid that he would be surrounded and killed after being entangled for a long time, but secondly, because of his current strength, whether it was gun skills or fighting experience, he was really not a match for the general of the natural-grade war.

After running away for six days, he only met three generals of Wu, without any troops, which seemed too arrogant.

After finally getting a chance to breathe, An Bochen calmed down and thought carefully.

Under the moonlight, the boy suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Could it be that Hongfu is back?"

Emperor Kuang issued a sea order, with black and white words, and even An Bochen was a little moved. Not to mention Wu, if the tigers and wolves in the world knew where An Bochen was, who would let it go? Wu was held by the Sima family, and the military and political power belonged to Yi family. Only the Sima family could stop most of the generals who were ready to move. After the trouble of Wu Jing, how could the Sima family not hate him? Only she would secretly help him...but she didn't know how much price she had paid.

The moonlight was like ice, which made the boy's heart chill.

Looking at the muddy on the soles of the shoes, Amberchen shook his head, expressionless, and said nothing.

This incident happened so quickly that he was a little dazed until now, and he felt it was unreal. He broke free from the Liujing Killing Scheme. In just three years, he fell into another bigger Killing Scheme overnight, like a dog that was stranded, and was desperate outside the Liu Kingdom.

But since it has happened, what's the use of thinking about anything more? Everyone in the world wants to kill themselves. The most important thing at the moment is not to seek the Nagato, but to survive before finding the Nagato Dharma Assembly.

In Wu State, Sima Jin secretly helped her, but she could still save her life, but how could An Bochen stay here forever? She could save her for a while, but she could not. Continuing to stay here would only make her more and more embarrassed.

After a short rest, the boy stood up, pulled out the silver spear inserted into the mud, and practiced one by one.

If you want to save your life, you must improve your strength. Just breaking through to the earth grade, and then trying to break through to the heavenly grade in a short period of time is tantamount to a fairy tale. It takes time to practice secret techniques. Understanding the truth requires brain power. In this way, only gun practice is left.

For more than three years, practicing guns has been costly. But these days, I have been fleeing in a panic and I have never left my hand. I can't notice it when I drive my horse and run wildly. But now I stop at the top of the mountain for a while and then touch the silver guns. An Bochen felt a strange feeling that was indescribable.

Wuxie and him have never been so close, just like another arm.

Punching the gun, provoking, stabbing, sweeping... An Bochen was practicing the most basic gun move. When the night wind hit, his long hair floated behind his head, An Bochen slowly closed his eyes. No need to look or listen, his facial features were closed and his six senses were hidden, just like instinct, practicing simple gun moves.

Gradually, as his steps accelerated, his body movements drifted, and the spear in his hand became faster, and the silver flowers flowed, dancing like the wind, rolling up the moonlight, flashing light and dark, constantly evolving.

Fang Bai's two-handed copper whip...imitate, incompatible.

Liu Laoxiu's long snow sword... imitates first, then creates a trick.

Three Heavenly Grade Wu Generals, Sword and Axe Hammer...

As Amber Chen continued to imitate the Taoist skills of five veterans who had met along the way and studied the counter-attack moves one by one, Amber Chen's gun path gradually became erratic, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes like a whip, sometimes like a knife.

There are so many weapons in the world, but they have evolved from eighteen weapons. Everyone from all sides holds that the same weapon may be able to use different ways and their powers are different. But every change is always the same. No matter what, a knife is a knife, and a gun is a gun. You can see thousands of mountains and rivers, and the strange peaks and lakes are endless. In the final analysis, it is just a mountain and a water.

An Bochen was practicing happily, not knowing that his gun had broken through the original unity of man and gun and entered a new realm.

Whether people use gun power or the unity of man and gun, it is just a connection between man and gun. Guns are dead, people are alive, and killing enemies requires moves after all. The realm that An Bochen entered tonight is the artistic conception of moves.

There is another thing that An Bochen doesn't know.

Next to a piece of brown stone on the top of the mountain, the thin man wearing a cloak locked his horse and looked at him with interest.

"What a good person sees the mountains as the mountains, and what a good person sees the water as the water... What a good person is the rebel general of the Liu Kingdom."

Yin Xin murmured, and a rare look of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

Haibu Ling suppressed himself and fled to Jiangnan. This rebel general of the Liu Kingdom was still in the mood to climb up to practice guns. Not to mention how he was, his calmness and diligence alone dwarfed many people.

Mo Xue's long spear was placed on the horse's back, but Yin Xin was not in a hurry to remove it, but just watched An Bochen play the gun quietly.

Crush whip.

Knife.

Kill the sword.

Grey axe.

Grill hammer.

......

An Bochen repeatedly practiced the five soldiers' gun moves, and he became more skillful without distraction. Although Yin Xin had appreciation in his eyes, he had more regrets.

Even though his gun skills were all over his whip, sword, sword, axe, and hammer, he was only at the ground level and was powerless against the huge power of heaven. What's more, it was just these five weapons. The eighteen orthodox weapons in the world had never fought. How could he imitate and defeat all of them?

The eyes fell to the long spear on the horse's back, and the regret in Yin Xin's eyes became a little deeper.

At least he won all the twelve horses and was shocked by Qixiong's spear, and he could not take any action.
Chapter completed!