An Bochen didn't think much about Sima Jin's suitor before.

Whether it was Sima Fang or Emperor Kuang, An Bochen thought that those were just driving things for interests, plus a little Sima Jin's disguise... It was only because when she met her, she was in the most difficult years of An Bochen's life. While being chased and killed, she had to be brainwashed by Mr. Yi. The memories at that time were always the most precious and difficult to erase. When An Bochen knew the truth that one day, he secretly sweared that if he had the chance to see Mr. Yi again, he would definitely let him taste this kind of fooling.

Perhaps because of the strangeness of hundreds of overseas countries, An Bochen felt a little excited when he knew that the love enemy he had never met was also in the Dog Head Country, and was coming to chase his friends, An Bochen was a little excited.

The fallen flowers intentionally flowing water without mercy. An Bochen also knew that Mr. Zhang Qi was not a rival in love at all, but he was very uncomfortable. However, this was the first time he had such an emotion, which made him taste it for a long time.

"Hey, why are you smirking?"

Outside the palace gate, the little white dragon Aoba looked at An Bochen and asked with a frown.

"How is your relationship with your second uncle?" An Bochen asked in a voice transmission.

"This...of course I have nothing to say, my second uncle has given me a lot." Ao Ba subconsciously raised his chest.

"Your second uncle is so powerful and has a good relationship. Why do you and Lord Ao Gui hide in the blessing land of Cave Heaven for so many years? I still remember very clearly that those bulls from the Xuande Cave Heaven had less cultivation than even the divine masters."

An Bochen sighed lightly and expressed sympathy for Ao Ba.

"You...humph, if it weren't for those people behind the world of blessings, how could the father be afraid of a group of little insects? The second uncle and the others didn't want to break the rules, so they didn't take action."

Ao Ba said gritting his teeth.

"Indeed, those people are so hateful, and they are also occupying the country where I was before."

Amberchen agreed.

The two looked at each other and developed a sense of mutual hatred and unity.

An Bochen, a hundred countries overseas, has no relatives, and the only thing he can win over is this long-bearded little white dragon who fought when he was a child. Although he was a little unkind to use him, An Bochen firmly believes that Ao Ba will understand his "good intentions" in the future.

Entering the temple and walking through the long corridor, Amberchen could clearly hear the laughter coming from the innermost hall.

The conversation seemed to be very pleasant? In my impression, Yazi shouldn't be very cold.

An Bochen thought to himself, and Yu Guang swept over Ao Ba, but saw him frowning. He had a person in his stomach, and he was already angry and was most disgusted with others. If it weren't for his second uncle, Ao Ba would have had an attack.

The envoy in a mask greeted him and led Aoba and Anbochen to the main hall.

The hall is very simple, with blood-red floor tiles and snow-white walls and domes, which makes it indescribable.

When he first saw entering the hall, An Bochen's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the owner sitting in the center. He was a man wearing a red buckle, nine feet tall, with a wide eyebrow, and a black flame was dancing lightly on the bridge of his straight nose.

It was exactly the same as when An Bochen first met Ya Zi.

In the left hand of the hall were two men with deep breath as deep as abyss. One was a little young and the other was as white as snow. They were also wearing big cloaks and looked natural while chatting and laughing. On the right hand of the hall were three immortals. An Bochen stared at the young man in one glance, with long white hair and outstanding temperament. There was no special thing in his appearance, but a trace of pride occasionally flashed between his eyebrows, and even if he deliberately suppressed it, it was difficult to hide it.

This is the legendary son of the National Master Dayin and Mr. Zhang Qi.

Without others' introduction, An Bochen could guess that Mr. Zhang Qi and Peng San are the same type of people, but Zhang Yang's but unpretentious Peng San can make An Bochen feel a little fond of it, but the seemingly gentle Zhang Qi in front of him made An Bochen sneer in his heart. Of course, most of this was because of Sima Jin.

An Bochen and Ao Ba walked into the hall, and everyone's eyes turned to them at the same time. With the cultivation of these people, they naturally knew about the arrival of the two of them early, but today is the day to receive distinguished guests. Logically speaking, Lord Yazi should not see anyone, but he just met these two people.

"Who did I say it is? It turns out to be the young master of nephew."

The young man on the left side of the hall nodded and smiled.

He looked young, but it was not difficult to detect his true age and identity from the deep breath that he inadvertently showed. He could sit in the same hall as Yazi to receive "distinguished guests". I believe that he and the old man were also a god from hundreds of countries and had a good relationship with Yazi.

An Bochen thought in his mind, no wonder Zhang Qi was so respectful. If each of the gods in the hundred countries had the cultivation level of the True Immortal Realm, it would be a power that could not be underestimated by three dynasties.

It was not until now that An Bochen vaguely realized that he had thought too simply before, thinking that the strong men in the world were all in Jiuyuan Continent. Now, he thought that the immortals, gods and demons in Jiuyuan Continent were just migrating from the Central Continent and the Heavenly Court in ancient times. In addition to the Central Continent, there are naturally many other places for gatherings between the Heavenly Court, but they are not as prosperous as the Central Continent, but they are also indispensable for people who can compete with the immortals and gods of the Heavenly Court.

An Bochen thought of a word - foreign aid, which was the second surprise brought to him by hundreds of overseas countries.

He intended to be half a step behind Ao Ba. Everyone in the palace, including Mr. Zhang Qi, also saw An Bochen passing by, thinking that he was just Ao Ba's entourage.

Except for the killing god, Yazi.

"You're here."

Ya Zi nodded to Ao Ba, then his eyes fell on An Bochen.

It was a kind of gaze that could see people from head to toe, somewhat like the King of Dongyue back then, but it was even more intense than the King of Dongyue back. From head to toe, it burned so hard that Anbo Chen, who was already in the sixth level of the Immortal Realm of Heaven, was burning hot.

"I still remember you."

Yazi's voice was like the dark ice that could not stand the sun, cold and without any turbulence.

"I practiced quickly. When I saw you more than a hundred years ago, I was just a first-level real person."

The audience was shocked. The two gods on the left looked at An Bochen in shock. After a while, they could not help but look at An Bochen again. The two immortals of Yin Chao on the right were even more unbelievable. They had a stiff face and didn't know what expression they had. Only Mr. Zhang Qi smiled at An Bochen with a friendly smile, calm and gentle, but the tremor in his left hand before could not hide it from An Bochen.

The cunning is even deeper than the gods of hundreds of countries.

An Bochen was secretly alert.

At this time, it was not only Zhang Qi who was alert to him, but more of it was Ya Zi.

Along with today, An Bochen had only seen Ya Zi twice, but he knew clearly that such a person was not a person who talked and had a good deal. He inadvertently revealed his practice, and perhaps he was just saying hello to others, but in An Bochen's eyes, it had another meaning.

Is he reminding Zhang Qi? Could it be that he is already standing on Zhang Qi's side?

An Bochen traveled around the world and saw many strong men. An Bochen understood from them that those who could sit at a height like Yazi seemed to be arbitrary and bloody on the surface, but under their intentional or unintentional hiding, they were all scheming and scheming masters who were murderous without blood.

Sometimes they kill people with their own hands, but they just like the pleasure of killing.

When An Bochen looked at Ya Zi, he saw that he had already withdrawn his gaze and was drinking wine, as if the words he had just said were not what he had left behind.

"It took only a hundred years to break through five realms. I, Yin, can't produce such a genius in tens of millions of years. Haha, Lord Yazi, how can you ask these two?"

The one who spoke was Mr. Zhang Qi, and his words were not entirely complimentary.

He also knew a little about the cultivation methods of the gods of the hundreds of countries. They were all achieved through time. An Bochen was able to break through from the first level of heaven to the sixth level of heaven in such a short time. Such qualifications are no less than him, and they are even half a piece of slight height. Moreover, An Bochen is not like a person from the hundreds of countries overseas. Zhang Qi was happy to see the hunt, so he naturally developed a desire to win over him.

He didn't know that this time he had won the wrong person.

"My nephew and a friend of his."

Yazi said lightly.

After the words came to an end, An Bochen was a little confused.

Ya Zi had known An Bochen's identity, and with his ability and status, and Zhang Qi's visit, he must have known that An Bochen and Zhang Qi were actually incompatible. He pointed out An Bochen's extraordinaryness but did not reveal An Bochen's identity to Zhang Qi. What was his idea?

Ya Zi was thinking about what An Bochen didn't know, he only knew that there was one person who would definitely not be able to stand it.

Yu Guang swept towards Ao Ba, and saw him clench his fists, staring at Zhang Qi tightly, and suppressing his anger.
Chapter completed!