Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

Yang Xingling took out the luminous pearl, fumbled with it, and continued walking forward.

When he reached the depths of the cave, his entire field of vision became bright again, and Yang Xingling saw a door in front of him.

She opened the door with an uneasy feeling and entered a somewhat dark space with long bright lights on both sides.

Nan Xiang walked down the steps, and as far as he could see was a huge cage.

There were two men in the cage. Both men were dressed in blood-stained coarse linen clothes, their hands were shackled by chains, and their hair was messy, like beggars who had been tortured for a long time.

Even though her face was obscured by her hair, Yang Xingling recognized her husband and eldest son at a glance.

She had tears in her eyes and didn't know what to say.

The man on the left heard the noise and quickly raised his head to look at Yang Xingling, but lowered his head a second before meeting Yang Xingling's eyes. The only sound in the silent cage was the sound of chains colliding with each other.

"Yang Jie, look at me!"

Yang Xingling immediately recognized that this was her husband, and she shouted at the man firmly with red eyes.

The man still lowered his head and said nothing.

"Yang Jie, look at me!"

Looking at the large and small scars on the man's body, Yang Xingling had already burst into tears.

The man still didn't speak, but his head lowered.

Yang Yue on the other side raised his head and smiled at his mother. Although there were wounds of various sizes on his body, his clothes were stained with blood, and his hair was messy, his eyes were pure and his smile was very clean.

"Mother."

His voice was as light as a feather.

"Hey, Yue'er."

Yang Xingling wiped away her tears and turned her gaze to Yang Yue, her eyes full of tenderness and care.

"My father was so happy to see my mother that he didn't know how to respond to her."

Yang Yue touched his father, who had low self-esteem, with his hand and told him to tell his mother carefully and not to make her sad.

"Ah."

How could Yang Xingling not understand the man she had always loved? What a proud man he was before, but now he is so humble.

A hundred years ago, he escaped, and she also escaped. At that time, she had not seen how miserable he was after being imprisoned for two hundred years. She only knew that when she saw him again, he was gentle, virtuous, full of kindness, but a little humble.

But after not seeing him for three years, Yang Xingling felt indescribable pain in her heart when she saw him in such a miserable state for the first time.

He was even more inferior to herself than she thought. It was hard to imagine how he had survived over two hundred years.

Because she has also been imprisoned in the Demon Prison for two hundred years, she understands this feeling.

Yang Xingling didn't want to talk nonsense. After studying the cage formation, she summoned the ghost demon spear and started to break the formation.

I saw her stabbing him several times in different directions.

Finally, a huge burst of blue magic power broke open the cage, and Yang Xingling also used the force to cut off the chains.

Suddenly, she lost strength and was about to fall to the ground.

I saw a figure coming over quickly and supporting her.

"What? Still want to hide?"

Yang Xingling looked at the man's dodging figure and smiled bitterly.

"In your eyes, am I so unbearable?"

Yang Yue moved a few steps to the side, leaving space for the couple.

"No, no!"

The man was a little anxious, but his voice was soft and slow,

"Aling has always been excellent in my heart."

Yang Jie's hands and feet were a little flustered, and his pale face was full of confusion.

"Then look at me!" After Yang Xingling recovered her strength, she held the man's head in her hands and asked him to look at her.

The man still dodged: "Aling, don't look ugly."

"Didn't you say you would always listen to me?"

Yang Xingling said with a tearful voice,

"Look up at me! Trust me, he's not ugly. My Ajie is the most handsome man in the world."

Hearing this, Yang Jie slowly raised his head, his eyes were red, and there was an ugly scar on his pale face that ruined the man's handsome face.

Yang Xingling touched the scar: "It's not ugly, it's beautiful."

After saying that, she used the cleaning technique to clean the bodies of the two of them, and then took out two sets of clothes from the package and gave them to them. Move yourself to the back.

After a while, Yang Xingling came out.

"Where is your divine power?"

After cleaning up, Yang Jie smiled bitterly: "I was crippled."

"Can it still be recovered?"

Yang Jie shook his head.

"I'll stay with you." Yang Xingling reached out and hugged her husband who needed comfort.

Yang Xingling gave the healing elixir given by Nan Xiang to the two of them.

"This is the medicine of a miracle doctor. It is very effective for your injuries."

Yang Jie and Yang Yue took it immediately, their eyes suddenly lit up, and their injuries were almost healed.

Yang Jie even felt that his abolished divine power could be restored.

"Mother, this medicine is good. This miracle doctor is really amazing!" Yang Yue was very happy.

"Yes, she is indeed very good." Yang Xingling sighed with emotion before remembering that now was not a good time to reminisce about the past, "Without further ado, let's get out of here first."

"it is good."

"it is good."

The three of them quickly retraced their steps and left this ghostly place.

Soon, Yang Xingling arrived at the location where she had just been swept up by the sandstorm.

She was thinking about how to find the exit.

At this time, Yang Jie spoke: "Aling, let me try!"

"Hasn't your divine power been disabled?" Yang Xingling was confused.

"Thanks to the miracle doctor's medicine, I have recovered a little. I can use the precognition technique of my Xuanwu clan." Yang Jie said with a smile.

After saying that, he closed his eyes and cast the spell.

After a while, Yang Jie opened his eyes.

He held Yang Xingling's hand: "Follow me!"

After speaking, Yang Jie took Yang Xingling and walked due south.

Yang Yue followed closely behind.

They had just come out of the cave, and before they had time to breathe a sigh of relief, they saw the swarm of magic soldiers outside trapping the three of them.

Yang Xingling's expression changed, Yang Jie looked worried, and Yang Yue took out his weapon and prepared to give it a try.

"Hehehehe, everyone, I'm waiting for you."

A loud male voice came out, and a man in white clothes and a hair crown walked out.

It was Su Xingqing, the master of the Divine Realm who had been waiting here after Yang Xingling entered that space.

Next to him were Xu Hua, the crown prince of the East China Sea, who had dragon horns and was dressed in green clothes, and Xing Wan, who was dressed in black.

Yang Jie looked at the three people in front of him with caution, and protected Yang Xingling and Yang Yue behind him:

"Master Imperial Master, if you have anything, come at me!"

"Young Master Yang, are you kidding me? I just want to invite the three of you as guests."

Xiu Xingqing's expression did not change at all, and the smile in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

Looking at the eagerly watching soldiers around them, the old fox who was good at camouflaging, and the two gods and demons watching the fun, Yang Xingling and the three of them knew that this was the den of a dragon and a tiger. Once they crossed over, they would be doomed.

"What if I say no?" Yang Xingling asked.

Xiu Xingqing took a few steps back and signaled his men to change into bows and arrows.

"Hehehe, then let me give you some meeting gifts."

After saying that, Xu Xingqing waved his hand, and Xu Hua Xingwang retreated to the archers.

The three of them watched as many bows and arrows were fired at them, and they set up defensive shields to resist.

After thousands of arrows were fired, Xue Xingqing waved his hand and the archers retreated.

At this time, the three of them had more or less new injuries and looked particularly embarrassed.

"Young Master Xuanwu, General Ling, and Young Master Baihu, do you like this meeting ceremony?"

When Yang Xingling and Yang Jie saw that Yang Yue's identity was exposed, they panicked for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

They didn't answer.

Su Xingqing clapped his hands: "Come on, take it!"

In order to perform well in the God Realm, Prince Xu Hua of the East China Sea took his people to personally capture Yang Jie and Yang Yue, father and son, while Xing Wang personally led his people to tie up his dear sister.

Xingwan lifted Yang Xingling's chin and smiled:

"My dear sister, we meet again!

I gave you a chance last time, but my sister didn't take it, and I won't have it this time. "

After saying that, Xingwan spread his hands, still with that uninhibited smile on his face.

Yang Xingling didn't say anything. She only hated herself for wasting time by being pretentious.

Xiu Xing said in a cold voice: "Return to the God Realm."

"You are leaving. Have you asked me about my sword?"

Suddenly, a clear and lazy female voice came, and a golden-red sword flew over.