[Yang Jian] Who says you can't fall in love

"Old man, I don't remember. But I don't remember, so it doesn't prove that I don't." After hesitating and hesitating, Jiang Ziya still answered.Because when he saw the girl's eyes that were originally full of anticipation suddenly dimmed, he couldn't help but be filled with love for his daughter.

He has no wife and no children, and is alone. He has always treated the juniors as his own children.Although the little girl is much older than him, her heart is still like a child's, pure and kind.The love between her and Yang Jian made him feel sorry for this old bone who buried most of his body in the loess.

The girl was stunned for a moment, she unconsciously clenched and loosened her hands. Hearing what he said, her dull eyes recovered a little.She smiled, but couldn't hide her panic.

"Why do you ask that suddenly?" Jiang Ziya looked kindly, trying to give the girl a reassuring look.

"I..." She didn't know what to say, she just shook her head blindly.The heartbeat was irregular, and even a slight gasp caused pain.She always thought that if he had meritorious service, he would be recorded on the list of gods, but his meritorious deeds had never been many, why was he not listed on the list after his death?

She couldn't think of any explanation except for the intervention of someone from Lingxiao Palace.

But he still has a mother and a sister.

Empress Nuwa offered to save his mother in exchange for letting him break up with her. Is it because she knew his fate in advance and was afraid that she would do something stupid for his death?

What should she do now?

"Fu Xu..." Jiang Ziya sighed and called her, pulling her back from the boundless despair.

Fu Xu followed his gaze, and fine threads of blood were dripping down between her fingers.

Before she knew it, the nails had sunk deeply into the flesh, but she didn't feel the pain at all.

"Marshal Qi: Yang Jian is waiting for orders in front of the door." The voice of the messenger resounded outside the tent.Jiang Ziya said "in" half a tone, but Fu Xu raised his hand, and then his voice stopped abruptly.

"I have something to say to him." Fu Xu turned around and walked out of the tent, "I'll take him away first. If anyone asks, please ask the prime minister to find a reason to excuse him."

The messenger outside the tent glanced at Yang Jian suspiciously, wondering if he heard it wrong.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and gripped the knife tightly.

"Uncle, please answer, otherwise Yang Jian will go in."

Jiang Ziya's voice disappeared suddenly, and never sounded again.He was full of doubts, and was about to enter the tent to have a look, but suddenly a gust of wind blew up in front of him.

His vision went dark, and when he came back to his senses, he was already far away from the tent.

The cold wind howled in the mountains, and the dark clouds raised by Zhu Xian's evil spirit gathered in the sky and lingered for a long time.He looked at the girl who suddenly appeared in front of him, and was speechless in surprise.

The long period of silence wrapped them in a private space, and no one disturbed him, which gradually calmed down his restless heart due to the sword formation.

Obviously a few months ago, when she left, she said that she would not come again, and he also swore that this was the last time we met.

Goodbye now, it seems like a lifetime away, dense miss and heartache filled the limbs and bones, and unspeakable emotions surged like huge waves in my heart.

He subconsciously wanted to hug her, but he held back.

"Why did you come here?" Since he couldn't hit her hard again, he might as well be an ordinary acquaintance, he thought so, and lowered his voice.

The girl didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly, with emotions in her eyes that he didn't quite understand.

He glanced at the clouds in the sky: "Just now is your tent in Shishu?"

"Yes."

He nodded knowingly: "You have something to do with me?"

She lowered her eyes again and said nothing.

"If there's nothing wrong, I'll go back." He said, "I still have something important to report to my uncle—oh!"

He looked in shock at the girl who kissed her suddenly, put his hands on her shoulders, and was about to push her away, but saw her arms entwined so hard that he couldn't help but bend over, with such great strength, as if he was about to push her away. broken cervical spine.

A drop of tear ran across the touching lips, and the bitter and salty taste instantly spread in the mouth.In an instant, his mind was blank—whatever Xiqi, what Chaoge, what Jade Emperor, what Nuwa, all vanished into thin air.

He hugged her back, and kissed her lips lightly.The girl who had her eyes tightly closed opened her eyes in surprise, looking at the face close at hand, she paused slightly.

The moment her lips were about to part, she put her hand over his heart, and then Yang Jian's eyes blurred, and he felt his chest was filled with an inexplicable breath.But this clear air was fleeting, as if he had an illusion.

Fu Xu breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly backed away: "I just missed you suddenly, I couldn't help but come to see you, and I won't in the future."

Before he could speak, her hands quickly formed seals, and after a while, he returned to Jiang Ziya's tent.

The soldiers in front of the tent were still watching intently, and the herald was standing beside him. What happened just now was like a wild dream he had during the day.

"Come in." Jiang Ziya's deep voice sounded, thick and nasal, as if he had just woken up.

"Tsk." He touched his lips lightly, and couldn't help wondering if he was so tired recently that he had hallucinations.

***

Yu Qian has not moved, standing on the top of a distant mountain waiting for her.

Already far away, she looked back at the tent every three steps, her pale face was full of melancholy, which made Yu Qian want to laugh for a while: "Is the question over?"

"Yeah." She said sullenly.

"Have you finished seeing people?"

"Yeah." She sniffed and walked to him.

"Then, can you go back with me?" He finally couldn't hold back his smile, and laughed loudly.

Fu Xu glared at him depressedly: "The elder brother of your sweetheart is going to die, why are you laughing?"

"What's the matter, it's all about making gods." He didn't care. "Actually, death might be better for him. It will be easier to save his parents and relatives after being made gods."

Hearing this, Fuxu's gaze moved aside unnaturally, and changed the topic: "Let's go."

"Wait—" Yu Qian looked at her back that froze for a moment, raised her eyebrows, "You went to see him, didn't you do anything?"

"What can I do?" Fu Xu rolled his eyes at him, "With my three-legged cat's spell, I can't do anything I want."

"That's right." He nodded in agreement.

Fu Xu originally just wanted to be humble, and then listen to him boasting about himself.Hearing this, he immediately became angry, ignored him, and flew towards the third day.

Seeing that she was so depressed that she didn't even bother to quarrel, Yu Qian was slightly relieved.Just as he was about to catch up, he suddenly noticed that the sun's rays seemed to be getting stronger in the sky.

The restless killing intent immediately filled him, he firmly grasped the hilt of the sword, and his expression became unfriendly: "The ghost lingers."

***

Fu Xu walked to the front of the Phoenix Terrace barrier, without turning his head, he said casually: "I'm going in, you go back, don't come here again if you have nothing to do, lest I be seen by the heavenly soldiers, my crime will be added."

After a long time when no one answered, Fuxu turned around in puzzlement, and then couldn't help turning dark——

Yu Qian didn't come back with her at all!

She shook her head helplessly, just as she was about to step into the Phoenix Terrace, she suddenly felt streams of strong immortal energy flowing from the second heaven and flying towards the human world.

She didn't take it to heart at first, but when she was about to step into the barrier, she suddenly remembered——

Immortal Execution Formation!

She leaned over suddenly and looked down.

The fairy light was so strong that it almost dispelled all the dark clouds in the sky, who else was it if it wasn't the leader of the Tongtian sect?And behind him are all the disciples of Biyou Palace who have attained the Tao.

The sky was bright and bright, and the warm light shone on her body, but she broke out in a cold sweat for no reason.Standing up suddenly, his legs were weak and he fell back again.

Without Yu Qian, she doesn't have to hold on anymore.

The emptiness caused by the sudden loss of Xianli made her limbs weak, and her face was so pale that it was almost transparent.She trembled slightly, and rubbed her cheek vigorously, only then did she have a rosy vitality.

The girl's already slender figure became thinner and thinner among the vast and vast clouds. She snapped her fingers lightly, and a cluster of weak flames burned in her palm.

The flame, like its master, is weak and powerless.

Even so, Fu Xu still took a short rest, holding a heart that almost jumped to his throat, stood up on his knees, and flew to Jiepai Pass after several celestial lights on the second day.

***

Jiang Ziya summoned Yang Jian, Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Nezha and other third-generation disciples of Yuxu Palace to the top of the mountain to meet his brothers.

While following him, Nezha asked puzzledly: "Uncle, it's really a bit of a bluff, but is it really so powerful? It's so powerful that we can't break it, so I have to invite you, uncles?"

Jiang Ziya stroked his beard, and sighed twice with "tsk tsk": "When I was still practicing in Yuxu Palace, I heard that the four divine swords placed in the Zhuxian formation were all transformed when the world first opened, and their power is beyond me. It can be imagined. Since Senior Brother Guang Chengzi said that the evil spirit is very strong and you must not enter the battle easily, I cannot gamble with your lives."

"It's so powerful..." Nezha muttered, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Yang Jian, who was following behind, rubbing his lips, with a serious expression on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.He didn't say a word along the way, which made Nezha's curiosity almost jump out of his throat.He slowed down a few steps, retreated to Yang Jian's side, hooked his shoulder, "Brother, what are you thinking?"

Yang Jian shook his head, his expression still solemn.

"Are you worried about Zhuxian Formation?" Nezha frowned, "The senior uncles will be here soon, and the master master ancestor will also come soon. What are you worried about?"

"No, I just... that's all, I told you that you don't understand." Yang Jian said, "You still don't understand these things now."

The depression of the past few days has condensed into a wall in my heart, which firmly blocks the concerns of the outside world.He didn't know how to speak, what to say, all his negative emotions were tied to a woman.

Looking at his heavy look, Nezha suddenly thought of Huang Tianhua for some reason.

This expression also appeared on Huang Tianhua's face.

Then he understood in an instant.

"Brother," he said in a deep voice, "I really don't understand. But I know that you pushed the person away with your own hands, or repeatedly. Since you have already made a decision, why worry about it? Things are divided Priority, senior brother, the burden on your shoulders is far more than what you have in front of you. Worry is far from enough, if you let go of your thinking, let God decide for unimportant things."

Even Nezha, who is still young, understands the truth, how could he not know?It's just that we don't meet each other. Once we meet, the longing for the past few days will break the embankment, and it can't be stopped.

Especially what happened today, it was so weird, like a dream, but the girl's body temperature was so real.

She came and went without a trace, did not say a word, really just came to see him because of missing him?

He couldn't think of a clue, and there was such a difficult matter in front of him, so he could only accept Nezha's words and said: "Brother, you know, you don't have to worry."

On the top of the mountain, a reed canopy suddenly appeared in front of him—this was built by Jiang Ziya early on, which was built by Jiang Ziya's apprentice Wu Ji, and it was specially built to welcome Yuanshi Tianzun and the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The Twelve Golden Immortals arrived one after another, first exchanged pleasantries with Jiang Ziya, and then asked with concern for a while with his disciples before slowly getting to the point.

Guangchengzi said: "I'm ashamed to say that Ziya is now blocked by the Zhuxian sword formation at Jiepai Pass, and he can't move forward. It's because I visited Biyou Palace three times, which made Jiejiao's disciples unhappy. The slander. Uncle Shi disregarded the friendship between the two religions and put up such a killing battle."

Master Taiyi smiled and said: "Senior brother, there is no need to do this. If it weren't for this battle, there are 12 of my senior brothers, and there is no telling when we will see each other again!"

They exchanged pleasantries, and decided to go to the Zhuxian Formation to have a look together, and they drove up the clouds one after another.

But Master Yuding was at the end, and before leaving, he looked at his apprentice meaningfully: "How are you doing these days?"

"I'm sorry, Master. I'm fine." Yang Jian pursed his lips, looked away, and followed.