[Lotus Lantern] Kunlun Shangxian

Sanshengmu's expression is not necessarily easy, Chen Xiang is also very uncomfortable.I just felt a mouthful of depression welling up in my heart, and wanted to spit it out, but there was nothing I could do.

He really wanted to yell at Ao Ling: Yang Jian's six relatives don't think they are cold-blooded and ruthless, they are a villain through and through!What else is unknown.

But inexplicably flashed in his mind that day in Liujia Village, the man with a gentle and kind smile on his face, he had never felt kindness and kindness before.

At that time, he was only struggling with his studies, a young man who had been fishing for three days and drying the net for two days and didn't know the world, he had already gotten used to the life without a mother.Coveting enjoyment and not striving for advancement is no different from ordinary mortal teenagers.Except for the mysterious Fourth Aunt and Aunt Baihua who came to visit him every year, as well as the wall-penetrating skill that sometimes came and went when he was inexplicably awakened in those days.

The male elders he came into contact with in the first half of his life were like his father who lost his demeanor for life, some were as pedantic as the students in the school, and some were enthusiastic and bold and illiterate...but none of them were like Yang Jian. , brought him great joy and excitement.

Such a tall, handsome, powerful and convincing man, even though he didn't know at that time that he was his uncle, the god of justice in the heaven.It didn't hurt at all, Yang Jian left an excellent and perfect impression in his heart.

It seems that such a person is born to be relied on and trusted.And in his ordinary young life, there is finally an existence like a mountain that shelters him from wind and rain.That is what the father of a scholar who depends on each other for life cannot bring him.

On the contrary, after each other's identities became clear, the god of justice who pressed him step by step and repeatedly obstructed him from rescuing his mother was so indifferent and ruthless that he almost changed into a different person.

It's not that there have been doubts, but no matter what kind of doubts, it seems to become less important when facing Yang Jian's painful killers again and again.

Mother, fourth aunt, Ding Xiang... what he has been burdened has already exceeded the burden in his heart.This young man who grew up with his father was ignorant, and what he wanted at first was to eat and wait for death.

With the ax at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, he thought everything was over.Yang Jian, the chief culprit who broke his peace, will disappear from his life from now on, without any trace.

But why, that Yang Jian is obviously dead, but he is still being mentioned constantly, breaking the fake peace.

The Three Holy Mothers also hated it, for this female fairy, who was originally so beautiful, suddenly laughed like a ghost, horrifyingly, as if her meridians were going backwards, and she was possessed by a demon.Complacent and disdainful:

"so what?"

So what if you understand, so what if you don't understand, Yang Jian, her second brother is already dead, and died under the ax of her son Chen Xiang.Or earlier, when their brother-sister relationship was just a false pretense, she just assumed that the second brother was dead.

Now, all she wants is to live peacefully with Yanchang and Chenxiang's family.

The whole body's mana was concentrated and the white long practice stretched out, carrying bursts of fire to attack Ao Ling. The Three Holy Mothers obviously didn't want to give the three princesses of the West Sea too much time to talk.Seeing this, Ao Ling's brows turned cold, and he stepped out, bursts of water flooded his body, and immediately went up to him without fear.

Only Chen Xiang was left watching from the sidelines anxiously, but there was nothing he could do.It's just because Ao Ling's methods are really weird, but he can't do anything even if he racks his brains.

"who are you?"

The three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand turned into a black black black iron ink fan and retracted, seemingly casually standing aside, Yang Jian asked the figure who appeared suddenly not far in front of him.There was not much hostility in the voice.

From the moment Wenqu Xingjun's figure, which was like a candle in the wind, was scattered, to the time he chased after him until he found this mysterious figure that suddenly appeared, the time is not long, but it is not short.However, the judicial god of the heaven can be sure that the figure in front of him is not the one who played prose Qu Xingjun before.

Even vaguely, Yang Jian has an inexplicable and inexplicable sense of familiarity with this person.

"I have met Zhenjun Erlang."

The clear and cold voice entered my ears, and the figure turned around, but it was a woman who could be seen to be very beautiful from the eyebrows and eyes, with a light veil covering her face, just like the third princess of the West Sea who appeared mysteriously and was unwilling to show her true face. Ling.

"Three princesses?"

Yang Jian was also taken aback, but soon realized that the golden cloud pattern on his forehead was fleeting, and what he saw under the light of his eyes was a woman with a human head and a fish body with a blurred face.

It wasn't the West Sea Dragon Girl who had an eccentric personality but seemed to be hiding a huge secret in her memory.

However, it is not surprising that this woman knows her identity. If it is said that Yang Jian in the prehistoric period was just a mere disciple of three generations of teaching, he would not be able to catch the eyes of those powerful people.Erlangshen, the god of judiciary who was once in charge of the ruthless god of justice, is an existence that many gods and demons fear and fear.

It's just that this mysterious woman with a human head and fish body in front of her, who seems to have some relationship with that eccentric Xihai old man, is who it is and what is her purpose.

"Zhenjun can call me Liang Li."

"Liang Li?"

Just as Yang Jian was rummaging through his long memory, trying to find out who this Liang Li was, a silver light flashed, and the real Yuding appeared in front of Yang Jian.Then appeared, and there was the real Taiyi who barely maintained his face of immortality, but actually smiled at Yang Jian so kindly that it was almost abnormal.As well as Zhang Yong, Zhang Zhizhou, Wang Dashao, Shen Hezi, etc.

However, it was obvious that Master Yuding, who was not used to being reasonable in his own way, obviously had no intention of explaining the situation.

On the other hand, Zhang Yong, Zhang Zhizhou, who is erudite and knowledgeable, explained:

"There is a record in Yangxiong's "Benji of the King of Shu" in the Western Han Dynasty. There is a woman with fame and fortune who came out of Jiangyuan Well and is Du Yu's wife. If..."

Zhang Zhizhou paused for a while, knowing that most of the people in front of him were not mortals, he suppressed the sense of disobedience in his heart, and said:

"According to rumors, this Liang Li is the wife of Du Yu, King of Shu, Queen Zhu Ti. As the saying goes, Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, and Emperor Wang Chunxin entrusted Dujuan. There are many rumors about Du Yu, King of Shu in Shu, but they are vague about his wife Liang Li. .”

"Didn't it mean that Du Yu was greedy for the beauty of Minister Ao Ling's wife, and after the incident broke out, he gave up the throne to Ao Ling in shame, and turned into a bird and flew away?"

Young Master Wang has always been familiar with the matter of Fengyue, and he knows a lot about unofficial history and monsters.Hearing Zhang Zhizhou mention Liang Li, he immediately said what he had heard from somewhere without even thinking about it.I didn't know what to think of, and showed a disdainful smile.