The thunder bead penetrated into Yuan Sanlang's right eye and disappeared in an instant.

Just as the thunder beads disappeared into Yuan Sanlang's body, a strange feeling arose from An Bochen's heart, and memories were like a flood, overwhelming.

That was Yuan Sanlang's memory.

At this time, it was like a thick volume of calligraphy, spreading page by page in front of An Bochen's eyes.

...... Both of his parents died since childhood and were lonely and lonely. Later, he was brought into the Secret Palace by a mysterious master. With thousands of children, he went through many hardships and finally became one of the 365 disciples in the Secret Palace. Then, there was a more cruel selection. The 365 disciples were arranged in a valley and killed each other. Only the last nine people could survive and become the final legendary master... Yuan Sanlang survived, and Emperor Kuang Qin conferred the legendary master.

The other eight people also use their own legends as pseudonyms, such as the Purple Dragon Girl, the Qiba Guest, the Ghost Big, the Bitter Fox...

......

An Bochen quietly "looked" Yuan Sanlang's memory and looked at the eight young men who reinterpreted the legend of Kuang.

He knew that these destiny prides who had the cultivation of heaven at a young age and were chosen by Emperor Kuang would eventually become his opponents. The day to face the enemy may have to wait for a long time, or it may be soon. In the fate arranged by Emperor Kuang, they were the destiny who followed the will of heaven and saved the fate of Kuang's country, and he, Anbochen, was the whetstone on the road of growth of the destiny, and there was no use except that.

Just then, An Bochen frowned slightly.

Among the remaining eight legendary masters, Amberchen discovered an alien.

His nickname is Langke. Unlike the eight legendary masters, including Yuan Sanlang, he did not come from the Secret Palace and did not belong to the disciple of the 365 Secret Palace. Instead, he suddenly appeared more than a year ago and killed the original Langke and replaced it with Emperor Kuang's tacit consent.

In Yuan Sanlang's memory, Langke's cultivation seems to be insufficient to the level of the heavenly rank, but his strength is not inferior to any legendary master. Except for the purple dragon girl, the other masters are very afraid of Langke, perhaps because he is an outsider, or perhaps because of his ability to kill the old Langke in ten rounds. The legendary masters do not have much affection, and because of this, it is even more difficult for them to accept a stranger.

......

"The Prince Consort, come and see!"

Shangguan Wan'er's scream came from his ears, and An Bochen frowned. At the same time, Yuan Sanlang, who was not far away, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and shocked Shangguan Wan'er who looked at An Bochen.

An Bochen turned his head and looked out, his eyes floated out of the window, and saw a golden dragon soaring into the sky from the other end of the town. He was attacked by an unclear black shadow in the dark night and retreated repeatedly.

"Qibat Guest?"

In Yuan Sanlang's memory, the description of Qibake is that he comes without a trace, goes without a trace, hiding out at night, and killing people all night.

In "The Strange Talk of the Great Kuang God" that An Bochen has seen, the strange bat is a half demon and half ghost. He is also a member of the early years of Dakuang. He was originally a rich family and liked to explore. He was very good at wandering in deep caves and dangerous caves. Unexpectedly, during a visit, he was bitten by a monster bat and blind. He was surrounded by good fortune and fortune. He walked like a ghost at night, but was afraid of the sunlight and sleeping in the sun. After turning back home, because he could not see things, he was also like a ghost, and was disliked by the elders in the family. In anger, he bit his family to death and went to the deep caves alone, feeding on wild animals and drinking from the sky. When he met a young man who liked to explore as much as he used to, he would always hide aside and persuade him. If that person insisted on not listening, he would come out and bite him.

Most of these myths and legends happened in the early years of Dakuang. What kind of secrets are hidden in it?

An Bochen did not think about it anymore, and another legendary master appeared. The pride of heaven selected by Emperor Kuang, whether it was to repay the preaching feelings of the First Wang Feng or to consider it for himself, An Bochen could not sit idly by.

The screen was broken, and the sandalwood in the incense burner finally reached its tail.

An Bochen looked at Yuan Sanlang with his eyes wide open and his expression was blank. A bold plan came to his mind.

The thunder beads refined and generated by the Nine-level Heavenly Thunder are connected to An Bochen's soul body. When it flew into Yuan Sanlang's body, An Bochen not only gained Yuan Sanlang's memory, but also controlled Yuan Sanlang's "corpse" like a puppet. However, it was not a puppet, but a flesh-and-blood, exactly the same Yuan Sanlang, just like Chen Taiji who took over the body. Yuan Sanlang was not Yuan Sanlang, but more like another clone of An Bochen.

"The Prince Consort, you..."

Seeing An Bochen and the young master in gorgeous clothes strode out, Shangguan Wan'er hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

"Stay here and don't run around."

An Bochen did not stop, but just said a coldly and disappeared at the entrance of the stairs in a blink of an eye.

Shangguan Wan'er's expression froze, stopped embarrassedly, and a complex look flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Since he broke through the prince consort and the young master in a gorgeous costume, his expression and tone have become different. In short, he is no longer the same as the man in the Kingdom of Women.

......

There is a hill in the east of the town.

The hills are not high, but they are very steep. Under the dark night, there are many caves crawling, just like the cramped residence of half-demon and half-ghost in "The Legend of the Strange Bat Guest".

The night is dark and the wind is high and the night is killing people. Whether in or outside the story, the strange bat guest greedily enjoys the pleasure of using blood as paint to write strange legends under the night sky.

The ink-black cloak was dragged behind him, and the tall and thin boy wrapped in the cloak looked at the golden dragon falling from the sky, with his mouth wide open, revealing his snow-white teeth. It was another easy slaughter, just like tearing those useless secret disciples in the past, without any suspense. Although the boy on the opposite hillside knew secret techniques and was the purest secret technique, he only had the level of cultivation. Even if he could gather the golden dragon, he could not resist his afterimage-style attack.

The first experience in the world was so easy, so relaxed that the Qibake Ke was a little doubtful, whether Your Majesty had picked the wrong person.

With his arms closed, Qibake raised his head and looked down at the first Wang Feng: "I have never heard of the woman you are talking about. If you stop now, I can spare your life."

Just like the Qibake Ke, in "The Legend of Kuang", you must dissuade me before killing someone.

The Qibat Ke in Taiqing Town had already made up his mind to kill the stubborn boy opposite him. He said this just to show his magnanimity and hypocritical compassion, so that he would feel more happy when he killed him.

On the hill not far away, the first Wang Feng supported his body with only one branch, and his chest was covered with blood, which became more and more shocking as his chest rose and fell.

I don’t know how many roads, how many places, and after repeated hopes and despairs, I finally found her news. Three years ago, they should have left Dakuang on a tower ship that could resist the strongest sea breeze, but they didn’t expect that the man who promised their hope did not appear after obtaining the secret. The 800-strong iron cavalry appeared.

It was not until three years later that Wang Feng, who had traveled almost the entire Northeast, realized that he and Yue Qingqing should not trust others easily. The people here are different from those in Taoyuan, and what they say may not be fulfilled, and the promises made are more likely to be a fatal trap. Unfortunately, Wang Feng knew it too late, so he could not find Yue Qingqing again. It took him three whole years to search for three thousand miles of Kuangdong and Kuangbei inch by inch, but he could not find it.

Since then, the first Wang Feng has never slept steadily once again. In the empty night field, under the dark sky, he looked at the bright moon in the sky, and the more he looked, the more he felt panicked.

Yue Qingqing also practices secret techniques, but because of her physique and strange diseases she was born with, she could not practice the attack method. A girl who was seriously ill and would pant and feel tight after walking less than half a mile, had no power to tie a chicken, and walked alone in Guandong where bandits were rampant and life was like grass...

Whenever he thought of this, Wang Feng couldn't stop trembling. He tried hard to stop himself from thinking about it, but how could he stop it? Pale tears flowed out from his white eyes, and they dripped among the weeds and thorns. At the end, it dyed the withered grass red.

With his feet naked, walking in the snow and ice, walking through the gravel with sharp teeth, the only way is the first Wang Feng to be slightly numb. But when his feet gradually become numb and the scars on the soles of his feet are harder than gravel, his heart can't stop hurting, and it's countless times more painful than before.

If he had thought more at the beginning, he would not have believed in Uncle Kuang so easily, and he and Qingqing would not have been separated from the chaotic army.

I promised her comfort and happiness in this life. Now, when I look back, I fled to Dakuang three years ago, how many things were my own proposal? Most of them were decided in her soft whispers, and again and again.

At that time, I was a self-conceited genius in secret art. After all, I was just a young man who was extremely passionate and had no brains. But she was full of hope for the future. I believed wholeheartedly that I would take her out of the Taoyuan, escape from Dakuang, and fly away to find the Taoyuan where only the two of them were.

"I'm not right? Are you crying?"

Under the moonlight, Qibake looked at the first Wang Feng with tears on his face in surprise, and stopped his feet that were about to step out.

A strong curiosity floated around his mouth. Qibake looked at the first Wang Feng with interest. The boy who did not take a step back under his repeated attacks and knew that he was teasing him but still refused to give up actually cried. Could it be that he was not as fearless as he imagined... Also, people are always afraid of death.

The first is Wang Feng who is afraid of death. He is afraid that he will die. She is still alive. If she still has hope for the future she promised her, wouldn’t she wait for three years in vain? What’s even more terrifying is that if she doesn’t know that she is dead, how long would she wait alone without support?

After working hard to find the only place where she could exist, Taiqing Town was so close, but because of the existence of the evil-like boy, he was powerless and could not take any further without using his power.

The cold wind whistled, and the moonlight became cold, and the first Wang Feng shivered in despair.

The whistling of the wind seemed to be mixed with other sounds. The once soft and cheerful laughter was when they had just escaped from the Taoyuan and were desperate. The first Wang Feng clearly remembered that the slender girl dragged him up with an upset, with a gentle and brisk smile on her face, hiding in his arms and whispering softly.

"Are you unhappy at the beginning? You forgot that we have spent many happy days. If we encounter unhappy days in the future, then draw strength from the happiness we used to, so that we can continue to walk...Dai Xiaofeng!"

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Happy days...yes, those happy days in the past.
Chapter completed!