Yang Chan and Yang Jian were healing their wounds with the lotus lamp in the house, but a group of unexpected guests came outside.

Suddenly, the Baolian Lantern emitted a strong light.

"Not good!" Yang Chan exclaimed.

"what happened?"

"Every time the Lotus Lantern emits this kind of light, there will be danger approaching."

Yang Jian bowed his head in thought for a moment, then rushed out of the room quickly.

"Second brother, look..." Yang Chan pointed to the disappearing figure in the distance.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed, and Marshal Canopy fell into the yard. "Oh, I'm exhausted!"

"Marshal." Yang Jian nodded slightly as a greeting.

"Yes, it's polite." Tianpeng took a breath, grabbed Yang Chan's hand, and said anxiously: "Miss Yang, hurry up and follow me."

But Yang Jian quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute. Marshal, what happened?"

"Monster, a big monster has appeared!"

"What big monster?"

"Have you ever heard that this mountain can also become a spirit? Well! The navy in the North Sea dug and dug, and dug into the toenails of people. Good guy, more than 1000 people died with this step. ! These two feet are so salty and stinky, but they didn't kill me..." He covered his nose in a dignified manner as he spoke.

"Didn't those people just come with you?" Yang Chan asked anxiously.

"Who are they? No! I'm the only one!" Canopy blinked his small eyes in doubt.

"Second brother, Marshal Tianpeng and I will go to see Shan Jing, you..."

"I'll stay, you go, be careful yourself." Yang Jian said in admonishment.

Just as Yang Chan and Tianpeng left in this room, Master Yuding and Miss Hu ran out in a hurry.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Master, Miss Fox, did you hear anything just now?"

"What's happening?" Daoist Yuding asked confusedly. "Master just had a dream..."

"Wait..." Yang Jian interrupted Master Yuding's words, and asked Hu Mei, "Where is Cun Xin?"

"Oh, sister Cun Xin, she's sleeping in the house." Miss Hu rubbed her eyes in the same daze.

Yang Jian nodded, slightly relieved. "No, did you see the Xiaotian dog?"

"No, he is usually the first to come out!" Master Yuding also felt something was wrong.

"Shoutian dog, Xiaotian dog..." Yang Jian shouted.

"Yang Jian, if you want to save the Xiaotian dog, we will wait for you at Meishan tomorrow at noon." Fifth Brother's voice came from a distance.

"The Xiaotian dog was taken away by the fifth brother?" Humei said angrily.

"What should I do? Disciple, are you going tomorrow?" Yu Ding stroked his beard.

"Naturally." Yang Jian looked up at the west chamber, and said in a low voice, "Master, Miss Hu, it's better not to let Cun Xin know about this, lest she worry."

"Okay." Yu Ding nodded.

On the second day, the sun was shining brightly, and everything was calm.But Cun Xin always felt something was wrong, a little too quiet, yes!It's just quiet, so quiet that it's frightening.But why is it so quiet?

Howling dog!

Yes, there was no sound of Xiaotiangou and Yuding real person fighting, so it was naturally quiet.

Just where will the huffing dog go?

Meishan?

Yang Jian!

Cun Xin's heart was suddenly picked up.

"Really, where is Yang Jian?" Cun Xin found the real person Yuding and asked eagerly.

"Let's get rid of the demon!" Yu Mi shifted her eyes away guiltily.

"He went to Meishan, didn't he?" There was no doubt in his tone.

"How do you know?" Yu Ding blinked, with a look of 'I didn't say that'.

"He really went anyway..." He scratched the stone table fiercely with his fingers.

"The Xiaotian dog was caught by the fifth brother, let Yang Jian go..."

"How long has he been gone?"

"It's almost two hours!" Yu Ding pinched his fingers and said.

"Two hours..." Turned around silently, and walked out step by step, but every step was so heavy, Cun Xin felt really tired, tired, tired She can't take it anymore.

Yang Jian, did you finally choose to die?

All this is inevitable, isn't it?

A sense of powerlessness spread throughout Cun Xin's body. It turned out that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't change it. . .

When Cun Xin rushed to Meishan, Yang Jian had already fallen to the ground.

"Yang Jian..." A sad dragon whistle resounded over Meishan.

Cun Xin put her face on Yang Jian's face, and forced a smile on the face that was already full of tears.

Yang Jian, I would rather you are really dead, Yang Jian, if you die, I, Ao Cunxin, will not live alone.

The Jiaolong sword has already been sacrificed.Cun Xin looked at Yang Jian with nostalgia for the last time.

Yang Jian, will you be fine this time?Your sister can't call you back, and Chang'e, you will be fine, I know. . .

But I don't want to go on like this anymore. I thought that God gave me my rebirth to change and change all of this. However, now that I have come to the present, I find that I can't change anything. everything of

Do it all over again, it might as well be over. . .

"What are you going to do?" Little Jinwu held the sword tightly with his hand, preventing Cun Xin from committing suicide.

Cun Xin looked at the Jiaolong Sword melted and deformed by the blood of the Golden Crow, unable to speak.

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