When Li Baozhen saw the young man who should never have appeared on the road, his thoughts changed sharply.
Is Liu Qingfeng behind him framing him, hoping that one person can dominate the Qingluan Kingdom behind the scenes? It shouldn't be. The Imperial Master will not let Liu Qingfeng's family dominate. It is only right to let himself and Liu Qingfeng restrain each other.
That means there are no coincidences, and tonight is just a sudden encounter?
Li Baozhen sighed. If his luck was so bad, it might as well be someone plotting against him. After all, in the battle of chess, you can rely on your brains and skills. If this is bad luck, do you want Li Baozhen to burn incense and worship Buddha?
Li Baozhen stood behind the old coachman and asked softly: "How do you say it?"
The old coachman said in a deep voice: "One of the followers behind this person is a rickety old man. He is most likely a warrior from the Far Traveling Realm, and his level is no lower than mine."
Li Baozhen slapped his forehead and said, "The spy mistook me."
According to recent intelligence reports, Chen Ping'an was at the Baihuayuan Inn in the capital. Four of the Grandmaster's retinues left three of them, and he only brought two retinues with him. One of them was named Zhu Lian, whose depth is unknown. He might be a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm, and the other was a
Weird, his performance in the Lion Garden incident was mediocre, and his strength should not be as good as Zhu Lian. As for Chen Pingan himself, judging from the level of punching on the wall of the Lion Garden, he has a minimum level of pure martial arts training in the fifth realm, can draw talismans, and wears a piece of unpredictable quality.
The robe of the Immortal Family, and the gourd hanging with him is a "ginger pot" that nourishes the sword. It is not known whether it warms the flying sword.
Although the fragmentary intelligence content was pieced together, the true details of Chen Pingan were still not given.
But it was not important. Li Baozhen judged that Chen Ping'an was in the capital of Qingluan Kingdom. Even if he suddenly turned into a land god overnight, it still had nothing to do with him, Li Baozhen.
Li Baozhen was using the general trend of Da Li as his chessboard to tease Chen Ping'an who was in the chess game.
Da Li Lu Boting's intelligence on the southeastern territory of Aquarius Continent moves quietly with the chess pieces, like a constantly pulling spider web.
Before leaving Da Li, the national advisor Cui Han gave Li Baozhen three choices: to go to the Sui Dynasty and be responsible for keeping an eye on the old vassals of the Sui Dynasty, including the Gao family and Huang Tingguo; to go to the biggest obstacle in front of the Da Li Iron Horse, the sword.
Zhu Ying Dynasty, which has many cultivators, and the trend of Guanhu Academy in the south are also top priority; the last one is Qingluan Kingdom, but compared with the first two, this place was originally a small rural place in a corner, but with the development of Aquarius
The Yi Guan Nan Crossing in the central part of the continent and the Green Wave Pavilion have only begun to increase investment in the past two years. Of course, these are some of the superficial phenomena he saw after Li Baozhen took office, otherwise he would not be able to access the files of this old coachman.
, but Li Baozhen is not stupid. In the officialdom of the family, there is Tang Chong, the old man of Qingluan Kingdom. In the grassland, there are people like Daze Gangzhu who serve as immortals. In particular, Cui Chan, the national master, came here in person and even made an exception to meet Liu Qingfeng in the Lion Garden... All this shows that
Li Baozhen's vision was not bad. He chose this place as his "Longxing Place" in the Dali Temple to temporarily stay away from the whirlpool in the center of the Song Family in Dali that could easily break people's bones. He definitely made the right bet.
Li Baozhen was a little annoyed. If he had to wait a few more days until a big shot responsible for protecting his safety entered the Qingluan Kingdom, it would be a great situation where he would not be afraid of anything. It would not be worth it for Wei Liang, the governor, and Zhou Lingzhi, the chief minister of the Tang family, to be enshrined.
Mention.
Why is this mud-legged guy from Mud Bottle Lane so good at choosing a time and place?
Li Baozhen turned around and bent down, opened the curtain and asked with a smile: "Mr. Liu, do you have any backup plan?"
Liu Qingfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "Same as you, I need to wait a few days to have a Da Liwu Secretary Lang as my personal guard."
Li Baozhen said with a bitter face: "Mr. Liu, can you bear to see my ally die before we leave?"
Liu Qingfeng thought for a while and replied: "You must believe in Cui Guoshi's plan."
Li Baozhen lamented and put down the curtain. It seemed that he could not escape the blessing or the disaster tonight.
It's not that Li Baozhen doesn't believe in the embroidered tiger's chess prowess, it's that the Imperial Master may not really take him as a wallflower seriously. Li Baozhen even firmly believes that if Cui Chan needs to make a choice between himself and Liu Qingfeng, Cui Chan will
At least at the moment, he did not hesitate to leave Liu Qingfeng on the chessboard, and picked up Li Baozhen casually, and threw it back into the chess jar. Why did the mountain of broken porcelain in my hometown become piled up?
A pitiful abandoned son turned into a loser in the great road battle?
Li Baozhen liked to be alone for a long time. When he went there to climb to the top of Porcelain Mountain, he always felt that he was stepping on many bones to reach the top. It felt good.
Chen Ping'an asked Shi Rou to protect Pei Qian and stand far away, and only continued to move forward with Zhu Lian.
Cui Dongshan suddenly sent a secret letter to himself, saying that Li Baozhen had appeared in the Lion Park. The letter was concise and concise, ending with the word "killable".
Without any doubt or hesitation, Chen Pingan quickly left the capital and went straight to the Lion Park.
Chen Ping'an chose to trust Cui Dongshan on some matters that did not involve the fundamentals of Dao, such as choosing Shirou, a female ghost with a skeleton, as the candidate to occupy Du Mao's remains, and this time.
Less than fifty steps away from the carriage, Chen Pingan walked slowly and could clearly see the young man standing behind the coachman.
It was this person who, with Zhu Lu's admiration and girlish feelings, threw out a bait to help the father and daughter escape from their lowly status and win the imperial wife for her, which made Zhu Lu laugh and talk happily in that corridor.
Walking towards Chen Ping'an, he put his hands behind his back with murderous intent.
It was the first time in Chen Ping'an's life that he had left Tianhou in Lizhu Cave. Compared with his previous life-threatening confrontation with the old ape from Zhengyang Mountain in the small town, he could feel the subtleties and sinisterness of the human heart even more.
"Chen Pingan, is this the first time we have met?"
Li Baozhen stood behind the old coachman and greeted with a smile: "I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Li Baozhen. I am Li Xisheng's younger brother and Li Baoping's older brother."
Chen Pingan stood still and asked: "If you die here tonight, will you regret it?"
Li Baozhen nodded and said, "I will definitely regret it."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "You regret not being careful enough in doing things, right?"
Li Baozhen seemed to have broken a jar and said frankly: "Yes, as soon as I left Fulu Street in Longquan County and our Dali Dynasty, I felt that I could just let the birds fly. It was unwise. Chen Ping'an, you go one after another and teach me
I learned two valuable principles about how to be a human being and do things. Nothing can be done more than three times. From now on, you can walk on your Yangguan Road and I can walk on my single-plank bridge. How about that?"
Zhu Lian raised his arms, rubbed the palms of his hands, eager to try, and said with a smile: "Although the old man driving the car is a warrior in the Far Traveling Realm, I can definitely handle it. Young Master, after all, he is at the same level. If the old slave doesn't
Be careful, don’t be surprised if you can’t hold your hand back.”
The old coachman's eyes were hot, staring at the rickety old man, the three kingdoms of Qingluan, Qingshan and Yunxiao, as well as the surrounding small countries. The rivers and lakes were shallow and they had responsibilities. It was not easy to travel far away without permission, wasting the eighth realm of pure martial arts.
He finally met one tonight, how could he miss it, but there was a bad guy Li Baozhen behind him, and Mr. Liu in the carriage, so he was inevitably tied up and asked: "It's difficult to deal with this retinue, Mr. Li, you
Is there any trick you can give me that can protect you from death and let me have a good fight at the same time?"
Li Baozhen smiled bitterly and said: "Who would have thought that something like this would happen? All my clever tricks will only harm others and not save myself."
The coachman stood up and sneered: "So it's all for nothing? The calculations are going on, it's dazzling to see, and the result is just this little success."
Li Baozhen smiled and said: "Then please try your best tonight and give me a chance to remedy the situation."
As the number one martial artist in Aquarius Continent, the old coachman had high strength and naturally had a heavy burden on his shoulders. He would not add insult to injury and leave just because he disliked Li Baozhen.
The carriage trembled slightly, and Li Baozhen felt a breeze blowing on his face. The old coachman had already swept away and headed towards Chen Ping'an.
The reeds on both sides of the path fell towards Chen Pingan and Zhu Lian.
Zhu Lian habitually hunched forward a few steps, his body as fast as thunder, and stretched out a palm.
Catching the old coachman's fist, his cuffs bulged and he punched hard.
Zhu Lian slid backwards and happened to be standing side by side with Chen Ping'an. The old coachman took advantage of the situation and fell backwards to the ground.
The reeds on both sides of the road crashed to the left and right again, making a rustling sound that was extremely harsh in the otherwise silent night.
Li Baozhen saw those fist-gang air currents scattered in all directions, floating in front of the motionless Chen Ping'an, like a slanting wind and drizzle encountering an oil-paper umbrella, not even a drop of water touching the person holding the umbrella.
Li Baozhen's eyelids trembled. He was worthy of being a guy at the lowest level of martial arts.
This little bastard from Mud Ping Alley seems to have a good fortune after leaving Lizhu Cave.
Li Baozhen felt a little regretful. Should he have followed the path of spiritual practice in the first place?
A pure martial artist at the peak of the Five Realms who is less than 18 years old, in the Great Li Dynasty where there are numerous martial arts warriors, I am afraid he can be regarded as a genius, right?
Is it possible that the majestic martial fortune after the Li Zhu Cave Sky shattered and fell was all monopolized by this guy? No, the vassal king Song Changjing, Li Er, and Zheng Dafeng divided it among the three of them, leaving at most some leftovers.
Chilling is the way to go.
Zhu Lian shook his wrist and said with a smile: "Brother, your fists are a bit soft. Why are you being polite to me? Are you afraid that you will kill me with one punch and I won't be able to play? No, no, just punch.
Beat me to death. I am a thick-skinned person and I will be beaten the hardest. If you keep hiding it like this, big brother, I won’t be polite to you!"
The words just fell.
Zhu Lian was like a wild ape in the mountains, scurrying away as fast as an immortal master using a small object that could shrink thousands of miles away. In the blink of an eye, he came to the old coachman and returned the favor with a straight punch.
go.
Li Baozhen's eyesight was limited, and he could only see Zhu Lian's punch, and then the confrontation between the two sides and the exchange of courtesy in a small place, which made him dizzy.
Li Baozhen soon felt his ears hurt, and he swallowed, and then he felt a little better.
The old coachman shouted softly, struck the stick with both hands, and threw Zhu Lian into the reed swamp. He himself took a step back, stepped heavily on the ground, and gently lifted up his other foot to stabilize his body.
If he were not worried about Li Baozhen behind him, the old coachman would naturally be able to punch more freely.
Zhu Lian stretched his figure in the air, stepped on a slender reed with one foot, swayed left and right a few times, and said with a smile: "Brother, it seems that you have been in the eighth realm for so many years, and your journey is not smooth.
,The road to climb is to climb, right?"
The old coachman sneered, "Isn't it too early to say this?"
To be continued...