Da Bong fights more people

Auntie opened her mouth, her beautiful and delicate face was blank, she hesitated to speak.

Xu Lingyue ran out of the house, the [-]-year-old stood on tiptoes, kept looking back, and said eagerly:

"Where is my elder brother, where is my elder brother..."

"He's in Sitianjian, and he's fine now."

Xu Pingzhi comforted his daughter, and then said, "I think we probably don't need to leave Beijing."

...........

Star Observation Building, in the bedroom.

Chu Yuanzhen, Lina, Li Miaozhen, Master Hengyuan, the four of them sat around the square table, drinking tea silently.

They already knew what happened to Xu Qi'an later, they knew about Xu Pingfeng's existence, and that he used his son as a container, and now he planned to kill him for luck.

Xu Qi'an told them the truth.

At this point, there is actually no need to hide anything. Emperor Joan of Arc has been killed, the father and son have a showdown, and everything has surfaced.

Showdown, I am the son of luck.

Of course, Xu Qi'an would not publicize this matter, but it is absolutely fine to tell his closest partner.

"It's unbelievable, it turns out that his life experience is so bizarre, so disturbing." Chu Yuanzhen murmured.

"Amitabha."

Master Hengyuan's bitter and vengeful expression: "Father killed his son, a tragedy in the world, Mr. Xu's life experience is embarrassing."

Li Miaozhen's face was gloomy, she held her teacup and didn't say a word.

She has both sympathy and pity, and at the same time mixed with overwhelming anger.

"Tiger poison doesn't eat babies, this Xu Pingfeng, I will stab him to death sooner or later!"

The youth of Tianzong Saintess has returned.

"We have a tribe in southern Xinjiang that is also like this. When a son becomes an adult, if he thinks he is strong enough, he can challenge his father. If he wins, he will inherit everything from his father, including his biological mother. If he loses, he will die.

"And if a father feels that a son is a big threat to him, he can also initiate a challenge and kill his son openly to protect his status and interests."

Lina said.

It was a tribe of loving fathers and filial sons.

Chu Yuanzhen and the other three ignored her. Many tribes in southern Xinjiang are in the ignorance of drinking blood, and they have all sorts of weird customs.

But here is Dafeng, and there are ethics.

Xu Qi'an's life experience made them feel extremely sympathetic, and aroused a sense of common hatred and hatred.

Ignore me... Lina puffed her cheeks and was a little unhappy. She was about to speak when she suddenly covered her stomach and frowned:

"Okay, it hurts, it hurts...

"Seven, Seven Absolute Gu..."

............

The moon and stars are rare.

On the gossip platform of the Star Observation Tower, there were bursts of coughing.

The cold wind howled, Xu Qi'an was wrapped in a blanket, sitting by the desk, holding a bowl of medicinal soup in his hand.

Zhong Li squatted in front of the small stove, boiling medicine for him, while Chu Caiwei concentrated on suturing his wound and applying pain-relieving ointment.

Song Qing heard that her best friend was seriously injured and dying, so she also said that she would come to help.

There's no need...Xu Qi'an drove him away.

After taking Jianzheng's elixir, drinking a few bowls of medicinal soup, and Chu Caiwei forcibly stitching up those wounds that could not heal, Xu Qi'an finally recovered his breath. Although he was ill, his injuries were indeed improving.

If it were him in the Yuyangguan period, he might not have persisted until the prison returned, and he would have let go.

However, the magic nail was still in his body and had not been pulled out.

If the nail is not pulled out, his cultivation base will be sealed together with Shenshu.

"The female Bodhisattva named "Liuli" is dead?"

Xu Qi'an looked at the white-clothed man with the back of his head facing him.

Jianzheng shook his head slightly: "It's not so easy to kill Yipin, it's just a serious injury to her, and she won't be able to leave the Western Regions for at least two years."

Xu Qi'an took a deep breath and said with a smile: "This Bodhisattva seems to be weaker than Salun Agu."

He smelled the faint fragrance of virginity on Chu Caiwei's body, as well as the strong smell of meat buns.

hungry.......

"Those who can become a first-rank will not be weak, and each has its own strengths. In the battle between first-ranks, the outcome depends on the right time, place and people. In Dafeng territory, only super-ranks can beat me. However, Dafeng's national strength has weakened so far. Two first-class ones will stop me."

The prison officer paused for a moment, and continued: "The entanglement with Salun Agu is just because I don't want to harm the people in the capital. Besides, it's inconvenient for me to intervene in your affairs with your father."

inconvenient?

Why is it convenient for your apprentice to backstab you?

Without waiting for Xu Qi'an to ask, the supervisor gave an explanation:

"Destiny cannot reveal the secrets of the heavens, it can only be tactful and secretly arranged, success or failure is determined."

Jianzheng means that he used the means of destiny to gain insight into Xu Pingfeng's plan, which is equivalent to insight into the secret of heaven, so he cannot forcibly intervene or reveal the secret of heaven...but he shot back the female Bodhisattva , has nothing to do with divulging the secrets of heaven, it is purely to defeat foreign enemies...... Xu Qi'an showed a sudden look.

He immediately asked: "Did you know that the female Bodhisattva would come?"

The prisoner grabbed the wine glass on the case, drank it all in one gulp, and let out a sigh of satisfaction:

"Glass Bodhisattva, possesses two major bodhisattva statuses, the five-color glazed dharma image and the practitioner's dharma image, the latter can travel to Mujing Mountain in the Western Regions."

so?Xu Qi'an didn't understand the meaning of supervision.

The supervisor smiled and said, "Next, I want to tell you two things, which are very important."

Xu Qi'an sat upright, listening with a serious face.