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Yes, as soon as Duke Huo died, wouldn’t the Taoist talisman in Xiao Anzi’s forehead be taken out...

His eyes fell to An Bochen who was stunned, and Sima Jin wanted to speak but stopped.

As early as that day after returning from the Duke's Mansion, An Bochen informed her of the Taoist talisman. During the Wu Kingdom, Sima Jin had also seen such Taoist talismans used as seals. As Duke Huo said, except for those who entered the Taoist talisman, even if the divine master came, it would not be able to crack it. If the seal was forced to be unsealed, the severe one would die, and the mild one would lose their minds and be crazy and stupid from now on.

Although he could use the marrow cleaning and bone refining and fierce fire to break through the seal of the Taoist talisman, he wanted to break through the next realm, that is, the earth-class, and even if he took the magic pill, it would take at least twenty years... more than twenty years, that is to say, for the next twenty years, he could only stay in the cage of Liujing, looking at the nearby Yuanjing Village, but could not turn around.

Looking at the young man who clenched his fists and looked flustered, Sima Jin felt a little pain in his heart, and he felt a little sympathy and a little unbearable.

Since she was eleven years old, this feeling has never happened again. She walked in the clan full of snakes, scorpions, tigers and jackals on thin ice. If she wanted to find her way home, she had to make herself as cold-blooded and cruel as they were. She could have found a strong man to rely on. In Dakuang, most ambition-loving women are like this, such as Wang Xiner and Lizhu, but she did not want to do so. She resisted from the bottom of her bones, so she was named Sima's Ice Princess. It was not only that she was cold-blooded and ruthless, but also because of her cold-blooded and ruthlessness.

But facing the desperate young man beside her, she made exceptions again and again, but even she herself felt it was a bit ridiculous.

Could it be that I have taken a fancy to his potential and wanted to regain him?

As soon as this thought arose, Sima Jin dispersed.

It is really a bad habit to force others to do something, and it is tired and annoying... I am already tired enough, but if I have more oil bottles in the future, wouldn't it be even more annoying?

He shook his head with a wry smile and looked at An Bochen. Sima Jin became increasingly confused about what he was thinking.

If she helps and rescues Duke Huo at this time, although she is 400% sure, once she takes action, her trip to Liuguo will end, and that immortal secret will become the moon in the mirror and the flowers in the water, and she will no longer be able to obtain it.

With his red lips tightly pursed, Sima Jin had already pinched the seal method, and his jade fingers trembled slightly, but it had not fallen.

In the bronze mirror, it seemed that the old man who had walked out of the sea of ​​blood had been surrounded. With each knife, he could only harvest the lives of three or four soldiers, but added more than ten scars to himself.

Although the veteran is brave, he is unable to move forward.

Forget it, let’s make an exception this time. At most, you can force yourself into the palace, or use Duke Huo’s reputation to attract old subordinates, let Liu Guo cause chaos, take advantage of the opportunity to take the puppet away.

Taking a deep breath, Sima Jin pressed the seal method and whispered toward An Bochen.

"Sit firmly, after a while, you will take Duke Huo on the snake's head."

Upon hearing this, An Bochen stared at Sima Jin in a daze, but was a little unbelievable.

He could naturally guess a little bit from Sima Jin's concerns. If Duke Huo was robbed, they would be desperate from now on and would never stay in the capital and continue to worry about Jiuchenjun. But she didn't expect that she would be willing to give up the secrets of immortals to help her.

"Hmph, I'm stunned again, why don't you sit down."

The girl's coquettishness came, and An Bochen glanced at her gratefully, then grabbed the snake Lin tightly.

But at this moment, their eyes fell to the bronze mirror, and their expressions suddenly changed.

The palace was surrounded by a high shelf, and the bright moon was surrounded by a beautiful man, and the handsome man pulled out his longbow and pointed it at the old man who was fighting bloody.

It was an arrow that made the moonlight pale. Before the arrow arrived, the white fire that suddenly burst out had already tore the air apart.

No one expected that Zuo Xiang, who seemed to be powerless, was not only skilled in Taoism, but also had such a strong archery skills. It made Liu Jun who was standing beside him look eager.

The arrow was so powerful that ordinary soldiers dared not to snatch their sharp edges and retreated one after another, leaving only the old man holding a long sword, lowering his eyes and breathing gently.

Duke Huo started out in a short time, and his current status was achieved through hard work, which was a real record and naturally had high skills. More than 30 years ago, he was among the top ten military generals in the world. The name of Huo's family as the dominant sword was not false.

Famous generals are old, but they are never old.

He raised his head, the white fire flashed in his eyes, and looked at the arrow flying in, Duke Huo took a step forward and shouted violently.

"Look at the knife!"

A thunderous shout came out, and a strange look appeared on Sima Jin's face. He subconsciously looked at An Bochen, and saw him staring at the sword that could potentially slash the sky in the bronze mirror, his eyes flashing.

The sword was slashed, gathering the essence of Duke Huo's use of the sword in this life. It was simple and unpretentious, and seemed ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the sword was not straight up and down, but drew an arc.

Although it is an arc, it is not slower than a straight line. The tip of the knife keeps trembling slightly. Every trembling contains more than ten changes. Each change seems irregular, but it is carried forward up and down, and it continues to turn into a large net toward the feather arrow.

The feather arrow was cut to pieces before it was approaching.

Seeing this, An Bochen breathed a sigh of relief, but in a flash, the sound of the bowstring sounded again.

Another arrow shot out from the left hand, but it was a little faster than the previous one.

Duke Huo narrowed his eyes and looked at the arrow, turned his five fingers lightly, and was about to slash another knife.

But the moment he raised the long sword, his face suddenly became extremely stiff, but the previous knife was too much force, and the wound that was pierced by Huo Xiaosan suddenly cracked and blood flowed.

The severe pain came. If Duke Huo had been in the past, he might have been able to grit his teeth and survive. But after all, he was not an immortal. Even though he had the peak cultivation level of the heavenly grade, he had fought for a night and was covered in scars and exhausted. His vitality had already been exhausted. At this time, his injury worsened, and his hand holding the knife could no longer stop trembling.

When masters fight, they often decide the outcome in an instant.

At this moment when Duke Huo was distracted, the feather arrow flew over, pierced through his forehead in a blink of an eye, flew out from the back of his head, and remained unabated, and it penetrated into the mud from beginning to end.

Lost... Finally lost......

His eyes gradually became blurred. Duke Huo shook, but he had never opened his right hand holding the long knife tightly.

The star falls and will definitely fail, I should have thought of it long ago... However, this scene has just begun. In Liujing, you are not the only one who is as evil as you...

The figure of the young man in blue shirt looking out from a distance and the talisman of shrinking the ground was floating in his mind. Duke Huo stretched his eyebrows, stabbed his sword into the ground, and knelt down with a loud bang.

Even though he knew that Duke Huo could not defeat a thousand troops with one horse with one horse, he saw that the military god who had been standing in Liu Kingdom for decades had been kneeling on the ground and disappeared, the surviving Yulin Army soldiers were still a little unbelievable and were in a daze.

After a long time, a bold soldier finally tiptoed towards Duke Huo and stretched out his spear toward the old man.

At this moment, the old man whose forehead was shot through a big hole suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, and he looked at the height of the attic and shouted.

"Kill the thief!"

"Kill the thief!"

"Kill the thief!"

After three sounds, the long sword fell to the ground, the old man lowered his head and closed his eyes, never opening it again.

The Yulin Army was scared to death, and who else dared to step forward?

In order to serve the emperor and the country in his life, he made countless insurmountable military achievements in his struggles in the south and east. His glory in this life began here and ended here.

I swear to repay you with my kindness to the death. Although it is a joke, how many famous generals can escape this fate.

As dawn first approached, a dawn light poured on the mountain of blood sea of ​​corpses in the Liu Palace, as if a layer of bronze was plated, his favorite color during his lifetime.

Duke Huo died.

Only this sentence.

There is not much exaggeration in the historical books of later generations of the Ryu Kingdom. No matter how gorgeous the rhetoric is, it cannot describe the heroic moment when he fell.

......

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, leave quickly!"

It took Sima Jin a few days to react. Through the bronze mirror, she vaguely noticed that the man who shot Duke Huo to death was looking at her. Although it was not blurry, she could not stay any longer.

The young man who was hiding in the sky and flew out of the palace for several miles. The silent boy suddenly trembled and looked up at Sima Jin, his eyes full of despair.

"Hongfu, I want to go home."

Upon hearing this, Sima Jin felt a pain in her heart, which made her feel extremely annoying, but it couldn't stop spreading.

The boy in front of him was only fourteen years old, the simple boy of fourteen years old. Because she experienced so many changes in just over ten days, she is now trapped in Liujing again. I don’t know how long it will take to return to the quiet and peaceful village he said to meet his parents.

Five years?

impossible......

ten years?

The possibility is less than half...

Twenty years?

That would also require him to be lucky.

Even if he could really get out of this cage twenty years later, he was over thirty years old and his parents...

A trance appeared in his eyes. After a while, Sima Jin smiled faintly.

"Okay, I'll take you home and have a look."

......

Outside the outskirts of Xicheng, under the gray sky, young girls sat side by side on the hillside. Looking around, you could vaguely see a small mountain village more than ten miles away.

After seeing it, An Bochen knew that he could only walk here at the farthest distance.

Fortunately, there is also the magical Taoist talisman of the Hongfu goddess, which is better than the Qianli Eye. You can not only see figures from a hundred miles away, but also hear sounds.

Pinching his fists tightly, Amber Chen looked at the bronze mirror transformed by the Taoist talisman with expectation. The light and shadow in the bronze mirror changed, like today's weather, and gradually became clearer with Amber Chen's heartbeat.

A woman in vegetarian clothes came out of the cramped but clean tiled house. Although she was less than forty years old, her forehead was covered with crow's feet. Compared with the precious ladies in Beijing, one was the sky and the other was the earth.

However, when Amberchen's eyes fell on the simple woman, the tip of her nose felt sore, her eyes were red, and tears slid out of her eyes.

My mother always gets up the first time, she opens the stove and cooks firewood, makes breakfast for herself and her father, and then goes to Li Xiaoguan’s house to weave cloth... At this time, I guess my father should get up too.

Amberchen was thinking when a slightly hoarse voice came.

"Damn, why did you make more noodles today?"
To be continued...