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It was already out of the palace, and Jian Chen stood on the empty and silent street, looking a little at a loss for a while.

He came to Chang'an to make the last effort for the persistence in his heart.

However, he didn't even see the face of his so-called uncle, Tang Xuanzong, and because of an inexplicable black shadow, he had to be pushed out of the prison by Gu Mochen.

Who is secretly blaming him?

At first, he thought it was a hidden ghost, but after Gu Mochen suddenly appeared, he suspected that it was Gu Mochen.

However, in the end, it was Gu Mochen who pushed him out of the prison, and although Gu Mochen was strange at that time, his words were so earnest that Jian Chen couldn't raise the slightest suspicion of him.

And so things went back to the beginning.

The most likely black shadow is still a hidden soul.

But what is the hidden soul blaming him for?

For An Lushan?

Impossible, although his cultivation had reached the realm of a grandmaster, among the thousands of troops, Jian Chen was not so arrogant that he thought that he already had the power to threaten An Lushan.

Even though he is nominally Tang Xuanzong's nephew, it is possible that he will side with Tang Xuanzong in the future, but this is not the most urgent problem that An Lushan needs to solve now.

Where did the Hidden Spirit's targeting of him come from?

In my impression, except for the last time I had a moment with the hidden soul in the Luo family, I didn't have more intersections with him.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he felt a pain in his head.

Is it that the hidden soul is blaming behind his back, but he doesn't care, after all, he started to fight the mountain, and he was blamed less?

But this time is different, the bloody word "sword" aside, the one hundred and ten people in the prison are all dead under the Xuanming Technique!

He has been roaming the rivers and lakes all along, except for Qian Feng, the Xuan Ming Jue is the foundation of his most important life, except for his sworn brothers and An An, no one should be able to ......

Wait a minute!

His fingers rubbing his temples thudded.

It's not just their group of people who know how to make secrets......

There is another one, the Qingshou Ghost King!

Could it be him?

In Luoyang that day, he had indeed felt the breath of Xuanming Jue from the body of the Qingshou Ghost King, and at that time, his cultivation was insufficient, and he was also shocked to a coma by the chaotic internal force in the body of the Qingshou Ghost King.

And Jin Chong also told him that he had learned half of the Xuanming Recipe from the Qingshou Ghost King, although this half should only be half of one of the volumes of the Xuanming Formula, but this can also further explain that the Qingshou Ghost King knows the Xuanming Formula.

For the Qingshou Ghost King, although this person is mysterious, compared with the hidden soul, Jian Chen is naturally much more familiar, and the speed of the black shadow before, if it is the Qingshou Ghost King, he can also do it.

If that's the case, it makes sense, although he doesn't know too much about what happened in the middle, but between the Qingshou Ghost King and him, it is definitely a hostile state!

The Ghost King of the Blue Head!

This person not only had a plot against him from the beginning, but also used words to bewitch his senior brother Jin Chong, making him collapse and become a killing machine that never stops and hides in the shadows!

For him, Jian Chen was definitely full of killing intent.

The hand pressed on the temple slowly clenched into a fist, and the Qingshou Ghost King ...... Is it still nearby?

However, at this moment, there was a darkness in front of his eyes.

It was night, and darkness was a normal thing, but in the moonlight, his surroundings were darker than the moonlight next to him.

Ground...... There are shadows!

Whew!

Startled in his heart, he suddenly turned around, and at the same time, Qian Feng was in front of him.

In the dark night, a pair of extraordinarily bright eyes were silently watching him, like ghosts.

Without the slightest hesitation, the slender and thin figure of the owner of these eyes was enough to explain his identity to Jian Chen, Qingshou Ghost King?

Joke, this is clearly a hidden soul!

Whew!

In the darkness, a bright silver light tore the night in half like a cloth, and the end of the silver light pointed to the middle of the two bright eyes!

"What's the hurry?"

The stab was instantaneous, but it pierced through, and there was no blood splashing, only a teasing voice that suddenly came from behind him.

Sure enough, it's a hidden soul!

He had heard this voice, he was not familiar with it, but it was not unfamiliar, it was the hidden soul who had threatened An An in the Luo family!

Qianfeng's silver spear stabbed into the air, so a ball of silver fireworks suddenly exploded in the night sky, brushing and brushing a few times, and the brilliant fireworks suddenly scattered in all directions, stretching into eight thin silver lines.

The fireworks regurgitated, like a big net upside down like Jian Chen himself, and then whistled past again, suddenly converging into a sharp cone behind him, stabbing at the ridiculous voice behind him.

"An Botian, you don't want to save it?"

Behind him, the killing moves gathered by the Eight Dragons Silver Dart were almost about to hit the target, but the fluttering sound made Jian Chen pounce forward suddenly, stopping the Silver Dart's fierce attack.

"What did you say?"

With a twist and a flick of his wrist, eight silver threads suddenly tumbled like waves, like the mouth of an angry dragon, enveloping the slender black shadow.

The black shadow did not move, but still observed with interest the eight silver darts that were constantly moving, and the moonlight hit his slightly pale face, who was it not the hidden soul?

"I advise you to put away these tricks and deceive children, or you will accidentally scratch me later, and maybe I will forget the news of An Botian. ”

Leisurely and indifferent, he stood leisurely in the center of the silver dart with his hands behind his back, and this fierce attack became the best foil for him.

"Humph!"

Jian Chen snorted angrily, flipped his wrist, and the dazzling silver light suddenly disappeared, and sure enough, he took back the Eight Dragons Silver Dart.

"Where is Uncle Ann, and what have you done to him?"

Qianfeng's short stick pointed at the hidden soul, and Jian Chen asked sharply.

"Uncle?"

The Hidden Soul raised his eyebrows, smiled silently, and mocked, "It's really kind." ”

"Less nonsense, where the hell is Uncle An?"

Jian Chen's face sank, it was about An An's father, so he couldn't help but care.

"What a good son-in-law......"

The Hidden Spirit shrugged his shoulders and raised his chin upwards, motioning for Jian Chen to look back.

Not far behind, there is the high wall of the Imperial Palace.

"Do you remember where was the last time you saw Ambertian?"

Raising his chin, the hidden soul asked Jian Chen with a smile.

The last time?

Jian Chen was slightly stunned, of course he remembered, because at that time, An An was in danger, and An Botian also found him in anger at that time, vowing to seek justice for his daughter.

That's in ...... Changan!

In Chang'an Hengxiang, in the dilapidated courtyard where they were temporarily hiding, it was there that An Botian found him!

And here, it is Chang'an! )