Tianbao Fuyao Lu

"... The third question." Li Jinglong said: "If I get the six weapons of the immortal king and shoot the heart demon, will it have the same effect as destroying the devil?"

Hong Jun mentioned his throat in one heart, Yuan Kun was silent for a long time, raised his head, and thousands of fortunes rolled in the grand cage. Li Jinglong did n’t ask the future, and Yuan Kun did n’t answer, after he formed the soul body composed of light. Squinting, looked at the cage.

Hongjun held his breath. He knew that this question determined his life and death, and Li Jinglong asked in a very cunning way. He did not ask about their future, nor did he ask whether he killed Hongjun in the end, or Except Anlu Mountain.

"Maybe." Yuan Kun replied.

"Maybe?" Li Jinglong repeated.

"Maybe." Yuan Kun nodded.

Li Jinglong asked: "Where are the remaining five instruments?"

"I don't know." Yuan Kun said: "I can't see it either. There will be a darkness in the future, blocking my sight. At the farthest point, I can only see an ending that may happen. Believe me, it is more important than you think Come faster. "

Li Jinglong didn't ask any more, and fell into silence, Hong Jun said in awkwardness: "So ... what about me?"

Yuan Kun Zhao Hongjun said: "I know you are uneasy about the future, do you want to see it? Or also ask me three questions."

Hong Jun thought for a moment, Li Jinglong seemed to have something to say, but after a brief resignation, he dismissed the idea. Zhao Hongjun said: "You have your heart."

Hong Jun said to Yuan Kun: "I want to know me and his future."

"How long later?" Yuan Kunyun asked lightly.

"Um ... ten years from now?" Hong Jun thought, this matter will continue for a long time, and maybe it will be resolved after ten years.

Yuan Kun raised his hand, and the calculator rolled quickly again, and all the operators froze in mid-air, and stopped.

"It's not easy to say." Yuan Kun muttered: "I can see that it hasn't arrived ten years later ..."

Hong Jun was about to ask, but Yuan Kun turned slowly and pressed one hand on his forehead.

In a flash of white light, it was as if the sky and the stars were blooming, and time was flying in the river. Countless impressions pass by, Hong Jun seems to be on the battlefield, kneeling down on the ground, holding a dying person in his arms, but not Li Jinglong, but Qiu Yongsi!

Qiu Yongsi vomited blood violently, but Hongjun shouted anxiously, but he could not hear his voice, and there was blood around him. When he looked up, the **** burning in the black fire flew around in the air.

The scenery changed again. He saw Changan burning in the flames. In the wilderness, Yang Yuhuan gleamed with golden light and flew away. He wanted to scream loudly, but there was no sound.

The deity in the magnificent five-color divine light dragged its tail and flew from the sky, whispering something to him, while another golden armor giant with a golden sword and radiating golden light came after him, and the former king of the peacock Ming Dynasty Suddenly lifted high, flew to the sky, and waged a battle with the golden armor giant.

Hong Jun looked up to the sky, and everything disappeared in an instant. The spring wind blew through, the city filled with smoke, and the sun shone.

He was in an alleyway, turning into a spirit and flying.

The spring breeze and the flying peach blossoms are chasing, the blue sky is like a wash, and Hongjun is bathed in the sun, and then he has a warm drowsiness, the veins of heaven and earth are intertwined, and the land of China is washed away.

Seeing the alley outside, ran into a child.

"Daddy-Daddy-!"

The child shouted loudly, lifted the curtain and looked inward.

Li Jinglong walked out, squatted down, and said something in the child's ear. The child smiled and pointed out, saying, "Mother asked you to take some money and send it to him."

Li Jinglong just hugged him and kissed him on his face. The father and son were talking. Halfway through, the child went to take a cup under the corridor and drank a little bit of thirst. Li Jinglong frowned and asked the child again.

Hong Jun only watched the child quietly. Not long after, Li Jinglong came out, picked him up, and the father and son went out together.

A gust of wind blew behind Hongjun, and the catkins fluttered across the sky, turning into little stars in a flash.

"Hong Jun?" Li Jinglong's voice rang gently in his ear.

Hong Jun opened his eyes and found that he was outside Changan City, lying in Li Jinglong's arms, the two were in the wilderness, sitting under a tree.

"Kun God is gone." Li Jinglong said with concern: "What did you see?"

Hong Jun's eyes were faint with tears in his eyes, and he reached out his hand and touched Li Jinglong's side face.

"Seeing the future." Hong Jun said: "A future I want."

"Are we all alive?" Li Jinglong said restlessly.

"Well," Hong Jun whispered.

"Where?"

Hong Jun shook his head, did not tell Li Jinglong about his future, just laughed: "I don't know."

"Get up." Li Jinglong pulled him and asked him to stand up, holding his hand tightly back to Chang'an as if he would never let go.

Three days ago, the lanterns in the Chang'an city were decorated with lanterns, and the streets and alleys were filled with lanterns celebrating Yang Yuhuan's birthday. The palace prepared fireworks early and will be set off at night three days later. The Bamen Cave in Changan opened, and the crowd was like a sea. At one time, in the capital of Xijing, it almost squeezed nearly a million people. The West Region Hu people, the Semen people, the messengers of various countries, the fish and dragons are mixed, and the restaurants and inns in the East and West cities have been overcrowded.

In Anxiwei's mansion, Mo Zhigen stood in front of Anlu Mountain, dressed in black, wearing black armor, and his original cheerful eyebrows were sharp, a thin lip like a blade, and his face was cold and cold.

He stepped forward, picked up the list on the case, and looked down.

"This is someone who needs you to kill." An Lushan smiled kindly.

After Mo Zhigen opened, the first name that came into view was "Hanguolan". Further down, there is another name: Ge Shuhan.

The last one is awe-inspiring, "Yu Shifu, Feng Changqing."

"Everyone knows it," Mo Zhigen replied: "Hanguolan is the permanent ambassador of Chang'an, why kill him first?"

On the side of Anlu Mountain, a black warrior replied: "Hanguolan is the ambassador to Changan in the Western Regions and the leader of the underground market. Lord Tianmo needs to kill him at this opportunity."

Mo Zhigen glanced at Anlu Mountain suspiciously, and did not ask any more.

"Why do you know him?" An Lushan held a wine glass and drank Yinhong wine.

"Once Li Jinglong asked us to buy the Soul Pollen." Mo Zhigen said, "I will do it tonight."

"Very good." An Lushan said again: "Wanbao will change into his appearance. Let's do it together on the birthday."

The black man named "Wan Bao" who had previously spoken nodded at Morigen.

"Second place is Ge Shuhan." Another man in black said to Mozhigen: "It must be easy for you to kill Ge Shuhan. He had entered the city a few days ago and the army was stationed outside the city ... … "

Morrigan said: "If you kill him, his army will change."

"Naturally Wanfeng replaced him." An Lushan smiled and said: "Hanguolan is greedy for money, Ge Shuhan is irritable, learns his nature, and then it is reasonable to steal beams and columns."

Mo Rigen nodded and said, "What about Feng Changqing?"

An Lushan casually said: "Feng Changqing doesn't have to kill him and give him a poison. I want to see what Li Jinglong has to do with it."

"Kong Hongjun is superb in pharmacy." Mo Rigen said: "Everything can be solved, it is better to set a spell on Feng Changqing. Li Jinglong sees that Feng Changqing is poisoned. He must ask Kong Hongjun to detoxify him. , Such a double-edged strategy will work. "

The words fell, the hall was quiet, and after a long time An Lushan said slowly: "Very well, it really has a mind that is no less than Li Jinglong's, so you will give you seven days to deal with these three people, as you say. . "

"What about the remaining people in the Exorcism Division?" Morigen said. "I'm afraid things will change without removing them."

"After Feng Changqing was poisoned, the Exorcism Division will naturally be led out." An Lushan said: "As long as Wanbao and Wanfeng are seated, I will work with you and wipe them out."

Morrigan nodded and bowed to exit.

An Lushan looked at Mo Rigen's back, and Wanbao whispered: "Adult promised his condition?"

"Emperor of the dog." An Lushan smiled: "It is up to him to handle the number for me, why not?"

"Yi prison will definitely come forward." Wan Bao said: "I will not sit back and watch Morigen just go around and kill people."

"I will stabilize him." An Lushan said coldly: "After the birthday, under the eyes of all eyes, he has no power to return to heaven."

At dusk, Mo Rigen was full of wine and took a short break. After dark, he opened his eyes and put on a black stiff suit. He sat on the couch and thought hard, and took his long fingers to connect the bowstring, waiting for Wanbao to come to notice.

Among the Lanling amber, the Hu merchants were almost full, and the business of the distillery was better than ever.

Lu Xu lay on the stone platform in the backyard, opened his eyes suddenly, took out a tube of jade whistle and blew up, the noise was sharp. He blew a few times, and Artest quickly came forward and said, "Don't blow it, your ears will be deaf."

Ashnaqiong and Qiu Yongsi came in, and Ashinaqiong said, "This whistle has goose bumps."

Qiu Yongsi smiled and said: "All that is needed is this effect, which can be heard in half of Chang'an City. Everyone is drinking outside, and the sound is loud ..."

Lu Xu interrupted: "An Lushan asked him to assassinate a businessman. Who is it in Changle Square?"

Everyone was tense for a moment, Artest frowned: "So many merchants in Changlefang, who knows who?"

"Hanguolan?" Qiu Yongsi asked.

"No ..." Artest murmured.

Lu Xu described: "A house covered with blankets from the Western Regions has a lion head hanging on the wall ..."

"Hanguolan didn't run away." Ashner said.

For a moment, Qiu Yongsi explained to Lu Xu: "Resident Ambassador Chang An, the Western Region Caravan, is also a supplier of our pollinated pollen. We are well informed and can occasionally inquire about the whereabouts of magic weapons ..."

"Tonight's hands." Lu Xu anxiously said: "Quickly come up with a plan, fight?"

Artest turned and shook his fan, saying, "Go, start acting! Listen to me."

Mo Rigen had waxed the bowstring, and the sound of Wanbao outside measured and measured: "Let's go."

Morrigan carried a quiver on his back and tied a peg on his thigh, with a poisoned spiked spike on his peg.

"Will killing a mortal, you still need to poison?" Wan Bao said.

"Be prepared." Mo Rigen replied, leaping, fishing for the eaves in one hand, and turned over the roof.

It was a dark clouded night, and it was dark all around. There was a cry when the beast came from the main hall in the distance. Apparently An Lushan and the generals were taking their lives for fun.

The Gu Gu turned into a buzzing Gu Gu and flew up, following behind Mo Zhigen.

Morrigan transformed into a dark, one-person big wolf, running silently on the eaves with a gust of wind.

"Why me?" Mo Rigen asked.

"You have seen these three people." Gu Qun made a faint voice: "It's not easy to be suspicious."

The black wolf lowered his head slightly: "Everyone is killed, are you still afraid of doubt?"

"Li Jinglong is attentive, leaving clues, it is always unsafe." Gu Qun replied: "This is also an opportunity for you to express your loyalty to the devil."

Acquaintances are always safer, at least the assassination target will not make a big noise before dying, causing unnecessary leaks. Mo Zhigen is also more familiar with Chang'an, and saves a lot of the efforts of Gu Gu to search around. Moreover, although Han Guolan is a mortal, he has been dealing with magic weapons for a long time. Who knows if he will put a ban on protecting himself around his residence?

To kill Han Guolan, it was the merchants who cherished their lives to fear that they could stay in Changan for so long, and as the resident envoy of the caravan, the mansion should have its own life-saving ban.

Killing Brother Shuhan, the embarrassment was that Liangzhou Ji En was very prepared for Anlu Mountain, and would not see the messenger alone, Mo Zhigen just dispelled his vigilance.

As for Feng Changqing, it must have been just by the way, which is exactly what caused Li Jinglong and Mo Rigen to form an inexhaustible **** enmity ...

Thinking of this, Mo Rigen snorted and said, "You don't have to test me like this."

"We don't have enough manpower." Gu Qun replied in a low voice: "This needn't hide you."

The black wolf's ears moved, stopped, and looked at the brightly-lit Changle Square under the eaves. There was a lot of music in the house. Several big houses had raised the birthday lanterns early. Although there are still seven days, they have been singing and dancing in advance. The feast kept on.

"It's early," the black wolf replied.

In the Camel Bell Station of Changle Room, the Hu girl rotates gracefully, and nearly a hundred fine broken bells sing along with the dance steps of Hu Xuan, and the sound of the ringing sounds. Hu merchants applauded one after another. Compared to the brutal fighting in Anxiwei, this is another scene. Hu Ji gathered for a while, and then dispersed, and snuggled into the arms of dozens of businessmen before the wine case, arrogantly persuaded him to drink, and laughed.

Han Guolan had a big beard, drunk and drunk, leaning on the couch and squinting. The maid stepped forward and asked a few words in a low voice, then lifted him up, left the seat early, and took a rest in the backyard room.

Mo Rigen silently jumped into the courtyard of the hospital. After flashing over the tree, the Gu group baptized into the tree. Mo Rigen, dressed in black, was as one with the night, staring at the dangling Han Guolan.

I saw Han Guolan pushed away his maid and walked into the room.

The maid turned away, and when she passed the tree in the atrium, she suddenly stopped, looked around, and left without notice. Mo Rigen turned out from behind the tree, and his thin face was pale.

With a flying knife in his hand, he stood outside the door and whispered, "Brother Han Guo?"

Snoring sounded inside, Gu Gu flew away from the tree, whispered: "Go in now, do it."

Mo Zhigen stepped back a few steps, flicked his fingers, and fired a burst of energy. There was a sudden buzz outside the room, and the surrounding glory circulated, and a spell barrier appeared.

"You guessed it well, he has a magic weapon to protect him." Mo Rigen said in a deep voice: "As a black market leader selling rare and precious treasures, how come you don't leave anything around?"

Gu group turned into Wanbao, Wanbao looked inwards, only to see the pearl-like treasure in the room, the eyes suddenly appeared greedy, and laughed with evil spirits.

Han Guolan's pearl ring trembles in his hand. After a while, he opened his eyes and woke up.

"Who?" Han Guolan warned.

Outside, Mo Zhigen was taking turns striking the barrier, saying, "Brother Han Guo, it's me."

"Prince Morges?"

Han Guolan had a sip of alcohol on his face and pressed his forehead with one hand to close the barrier and let Mo Zhigen come in.

Morrigan shot a spiked arrow from his quiver on his back, suspended in the air, suspended in front of and behind the house. Han Guolan washes his face inside and said something to him.

"Tegra's fiancee is in the city ..."

Not many times, I only heard a mumble in the room, and there was a sound of knocking over the decoration first, but after only a few clicks, Mo Zhigen quickly held his hand, and Wanbao quickly walked in, and saw Mo Zhigen Pressing Han Guolan's forehead, the other hand blocked the screen that was almost knocked down.

Han Guolan's eyes widened, a pierced arrow with a broken window inserted into his neck, and his throat penetrated.

He fell straight forward, but Mo Zhigen's palm supported his forehead, retaining the posture before death, and the blood ran down and flowed to the ground.

Wanbao first looked at the ring in Han Guolan's hand, and then at Morigen, his eyes full of shock.

"How did you kill him?"

Mo Zhigen said indifferently: "I'll hang up sober for him."

Wanbao turned into gulls in a flash, immersed in the blood on the ground, and buzzed up the blood dripping from Han Guolan. The scene was dense and dense, just like ants swallowing thick brown sugar, which was very sick. Morigen didn't move, just looked coldly.

When Guqu crawled up the blood and could devour the body of Han Guolan, the voice of the maid suddenly sounded outside: "Master, I called hot water."

Instantly Gu Gu stopped, Mo Zhigen took off the ring in Han Guolan's hand, Gu Gu rose flatly, and turned into Han Guolan, it was no different. He took the ring and put it on, "Well", Push the door out.

Mo Zhigen carried Han Guolan's body with one hand, turned the screen, and threw him behind the screen.

Not long afterwards, Han Guolan, who had been changed by Wanbao, wiped his face and entered the room again. He looked at the corpse, showing that he still had n’t expressed his expression. Keep the whole body for him. "

Wanbao no longer insisted, and looked at the decoration in the room, showing a greedy smile, saying: "There must be a secret in this room, and let me first find where his treasure house is."

Mo Zhigen dragged Han Guolan out of the hospital, turned into a huge black wolf, lowered his head, bit his body in his mouth, and jumped on the roof to fly away.

Han Guolan, the incarnation of Wanbao, began to beat around, narrowed his eyes, and confirmed the organs and secret doors inch by inch.

In the other room, Lu Xu, Artai, Asnaqiong and Qiu Yongsi stood, a middle-aged bearded middle-aged man in a luxurious robe with a slick face and a bandage on his hand, looking towards mirror.

Another "Hanguolan" appeared in the mirror, looking for his treasure house.