After looking at An Bochen deeply, the first Wang Feng was silent for a long time and said, "If this pill can really save Qingqing..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by An Bochen.

"Don't say anything thankful. There are not many friends left back then, Brother Wang Feng doesn't need to be polite."

Amberchen waved his hand.

"Who wants to thank you, don't be too sentimental." First Wang Feng glared at An Bochen angrily and scolded: "It's not easy to go to Penglai, and he also wants to be a coolie for you, a lazy guy. Could it be that Qingqing and I can't get rid of you and Miss Sima in our entire life?"

By the long river, the two looked at each other and laughed, and the grudges that had been withered for many years completely disappeared.

The secret technique was passed on Mo Yun Tower, and from then on, the fate of the two gradually became connected. Taiqing Town formed an alliance, got the divine furnace to save Yue Qingqing, and gathered with Kuangqi... Now, the first Wang Feng is about to go to Penglai to be a coolie for An Bochen. Although it is a joke, An Bochen also hopes that everyone can have a good ending.

"Yes, do you still remember that Ren Tianming?"

Recalling the battle in Taiqing Town, An Bochen couldn't help asking.

The first Wang Feng's eyes were slightly darker and he said, "That descendant of the previous dynasty... I almost forgot if you don't mention it. I only know that the little girl who followed him died of war, and I never heard of him again after that."

The first Wang Feng's answer was thought by An Bochen. To this day, his childhood memories seem to become precious all of a sudden. He could hear more news from an old friend. No matter whether it is an enemy or a friend or a deep friendship, there would always be a hint of joy in his heart, but when he heard this news, An Bochen could not be happy.

When they reached the forks, the first Wang Feng and An Bochen bid farewell.

An Bochen also thought about telling the first Wang Feng about the prison of tigers and wolves and asking him to help him, but first Wang Feng was not from Dakuang and did not feel much about being in harmony. An Bochen was unwilling to force others to do so. Besides, the first Wang Feng and Yue Qingqing had suffered for half their life, and An Bochen did not want them to be involved in endless entanglements again.

By the surging river, An Bochen took off his hat, took off his green clothes, and his long white hair. He showed the handsome boy Sima Jin disguised him, and flew towards the distance with the dragon picker.

Deep in the night, many men in green clothes and hats walked out of Yin, Jie and Kui, all of whom walked in different directions, and where they appeared, there was a Longmen Inn.

......

Yinjing, the Third Princess' Mansion.

The fire in the fireplace was dazzling, and the third princess sat quietly on the low couch beside her, holding her little head and staring at Sima Jin.

Sima Jin sat upright and whispered the stories in ancient books.

The dim halo reflected the beautiful face of Sima Jin, which made the third princess inevitably recall the beautiful women in Gu Yuan's story, who were carried on horseback by heroes and heroes under the sunset and sang in the sky under the gaze of the sky.

"Senior sister, good senior sister, let's read another paragraph."

The third princess was obviously not satisfied and begged.

"Do you want to hear the story of heroes saving beauty or forcibly seizing beauty?"

Sima Jin asked with a smile.

The third princess is always like a smiling girl who has not grown up. She is obsessed with the stories of heroes and beauties to the point of being hopelessly imaginative. She often fantasizes that she is the heroine in the story, and is rescued by a powerful and handsome god in front of thousands of troops of immortals and demons.

“Everything is OK.”

The third princess said impatiently.

Sima Jin smiled, gently clicked the third princess's little forehead with her jade finger, and said with a smile: "These stories are bloody and vulgar, and it's so boring to read too much. Why are you not tired of listening to them for so long?"

"Just never get tired of it."

The third princess twitched her mouth and then sighed inwardly: "I would have encountered such a thing as well. She was locked up in the mansion by her elder brother and lived like a year. Then a handsome and extraordinary male immortal suddenly appeared and rescued me, hehe..."

Before she could finish her sentence, her body suddenly shrank and looked back behind her in horror.

"Sister Three, do you really want this?"

A sound of elusive smile mixed with the coldness came, and the man wearing a golden dragon cloak appeared.

"See the prince."

Sima Jin's reaction was much faster than the third duke. He raised his head and changed his voice: "Your Highness the Crown Prince broke into the princess's mansion late at night without notice, which seemed to be inconsistent with the etiquette."

"Ha, it seems like this is the first time I have done this kind of thing."

Prince Yin showed sarcasm and sat down with the third princess, as casually as in his own mansion.

Even when the brother and sister met Prince Yin's unpredictable gaze, the third princess still shivered and stood up and ran behind Sima Jin.

"I wonder what is the price for you to do when the Prince comes down here?"

Sima Jin asked with a faint smile.

"You have done your own good deeds, come and ask me!"

Prince Yin, who was originally bland, stared at Sima Jin with a angrily eyes. Seeing that Sima Jin was calm and unmoved, Prince Yin took back his aura before he could be released, and he felt a little disappointed.

"I don't know what I did, which made His Highness so angry?"

Sima Jin asked lightly.

Looking at Sima Jin from behind, the third princess was extremely impressed. In the Yin Dynasty, the only one who could talk to her elder brother in this way was probably the only senior sister she loved and hated, and even Zhang Qi could not do it.

After sitting on the bed, Prince Yin picked up the teacup that the third princess had drank, took a sip, and saw the third princess shy and paved with hatred.

After a while, Prince Yin raised his head and looked at Sima Jin: "You really want to bear to leave your Longmen Inn?"

"Your Highness laughs when you are bored. If your Highness doesn't like you, you can do whatever you want." Sima Jin said without hesitation.

"Interesting and interesting. Since I met you, you have not had any fear or even respect." Prince Yin looked at the dazzling woman under the fire with fun, and breathed out: "You rely on your master and don't take me seriously, then do you know what happened in the Heavenly Palace?"

"What happened?" Sima Jin asked curiously.

Seeing this, Prince Yin frowned deeply.

He always felt that his good things were destroyed and had a lot to do with the woman opposite him, and it was not limited to her and Zhang Qi's collaboration.

Shi Weng and others had no news for a long time. Old man Huang Tian and Kui Chao Zhenxian fought. In the whole night, countless guests from the National Master's Mansion appeared. All this was beyond his expectations and made his judgment briefly blurred.

Facing Sima Jin, Prince Yin was so angry that he wanted to press this proud and beautiful woman under him and abuse her, but also wanted to kill her directly.

But he couldn't do this. Since he and Zhang Qi officially broke up, the situation in the Yin Dynasty has become more and more chaotic. Although it wouldn't make him anxious, he doesn't want the mess to expand.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

After saying three good words in a row, Prince Yin laughed loudly, stood up and walked towards the shadows.

Just as Sima Jin and the third princess breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, Prince Yin suddenly stopped.

"From today, the princess's house will be halved and the meal will be served for three days. The princess and the female Sima official will not leave the inner courtyard for half a step."

After the words came, the third princess's expression changed drastically and she shouted: "How can you do this..."

"Hmph, don't think I don't know what you did. Peng San was seriously injured by Zhang Qi. Do you really think you can stay out of it?"

A vicious voice came, Prince Yin laughed loudly, walked into the shadow and disappeared.

The third princess shivered, her face pale, and she sat cross-legged on the ground shakingly, murmured: "He knows, he knows everything. It's over..."

"He knew it for a long time, but he just said it today."

Sima Jin said, "But what can I do if I know? The Yin Dynasty is in chaos. The ban on killing has long been forgotten by everyone. If you don't blame everyone for the crime, you don't need to worry about the junior sister."

When the third princess heard this, she nodded silently, but had forgotten that Sima Jin threatened her with this matter. After so long, she had become accustomed to this relationship.

"But how could he keep me from eating!"

"I said to you, your highness, you are an immortal. Not to mention three days, it's okay not to eat for three years."

Sima Jin shook his head helplessly, with mockery in his eyes.

Immortals are in the East Realm, I am afraid no one would have expected that while immortals, gods and demons gained the faith of mortals, they were also inadvertently assimilated by mortals. This is a fact, even if they will never admit it.

"Does Your Highness still want to hear the story of heroes saving beauty?"

Turning around and sitting, Sima Jin opened the ancient book.

"If you don't listen, you're both bloody and vulgar, all of them are fake!"

The third princess said angrily.

“Not necessarily.”

Sima Jin smiled, put down the book, looked at the bead chains on his wrist, and looked calm.

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Chapter completed!