Yang Jian, is this yours?

Qingxi looked up at Yang Jian, obviously not understanding what he meant.Looking at Qingxi's clear eyes, Yang Jian couldn't help rubbing his head, but didn't continue.

Qingxi tugged at Yang Jian's sleeve, motioning for Yang Jian to continue, Yang Jian hugged Qingxi and descended slowly, he held Qingxi into his arms, and then spoke, a slight tremor in his chest made Qingxi He couldn't help but move, his fingers still tightly clutching his sleeve.

"Do you really want to listen?" Yang Jian and Qing Xi landed on the roof. They sat on the high place and looked down together. They could only see the rising smoke and the sparkling fires in the barracks.

Qingxi nodded, her delicate face was full of determination.

"I've heard about Nezha and Jinzha, but what happened when the lamp was turned off?"

Moreover, looking at Daoist Ran Deng's appearance, he didn't look like he would hurt others. He looked at it and made people feel very comfortable.

"This matter is neither long nor short." Yang Jian glanced down at Qingxi, just in time to see his drooping long eyelashes. Scratching Qingxi's tender and smooth face on it, Qingxi was startled by his sudden movement, leaned back suddenly, and almost fell.

Yang Jian showed helplessness, and with a wave of his long arm, he picked him up.

"I...I..." Qingxi stuttered a little, then closed her mouth with a blushing face, did not speak, and only glanced at Yang Jian from the corner of her eyes, with some inexplicable feelings in her heart, although everyone thought I was with Brother Yang, but Qingxi still reacted shyly to Yang Jian's intimate actions, but from the bottom of my heart, I wanted to be more intimate with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian laughed softly, knowing that he shouldn't tease him too much, he brought the hand on Qingxi's waist, and began to talk slowly, "Nezha once died and turned into a human from a lotus flower, but Qingxi knows gone?"

Qingxi nodded, he had heard Nezha talk about this before.

"After Nezha succeeded in incarnation, because he resented his father Li Jing for destroying his palace and cutting off his incense, and all kinds of resentment in his life were intertwined, he went to his father and wanted to take his life."

Qingxi's eyes widened slightly, a little in disbelief.

"That's right, Nezha and Li Shibo look at each other like this and hate each other. They wish each other would die sooner. The hatred between them has reached the point of endless death." Yang Jian saw Qingxi's surprise and just patted He patted him on the head to appease him, and continued: "The mortal Li Shibo is naturally unable to beat Nezha, not to mention that Nezha is carrying the magic weapon bestowed on him by Master Taiyi, which makes Li Shibo completely helpless." force."

"At this time, Uncle Manjusri came with Jin Zha. Nezha didn't know Uncle Manjusri, but he knew Jin Zha. He happened to see Uncle Manjusri protecting Li Shibo and escaped. He immediately became furious and wanted to attack Uncle Manjusri, Uncle Manjusri is naturally incomparable to Nezha, so he tied up Nezha with a magic weapon, beat him with two hundred sticks, and didn't allow Nezha to use immortal energy to protect his body."

"Two hundred sticks!" Qingxi couldn't help but gasped and exhaled softly.

"That's right, and the person who executed it at that time was his own brother, Jin Zha."

Qingxi's eyes widened immediately, and she didn't seem to know anything. Why Jin Zha felt so guilty towards Nezha, why Nezha never gave Jin Zha a good face, it turned out that there was another reason for this.

"It is said that Nezha's three-flavored real fire that protects his body was shot out from his body, which shows how ruthless Jin Zha is." Yang Jian's face darkened a little, and he continued: "Not only that, when Nezha was killed by Jin Zha After Zha beat him, although he pretended to reconcile with Li Shibo in front of Taiyi and Manjusri, he was actually even more angry inside, so he chased Li Shibo again, trying to kill him."

"Afterwards, Li Shibo met a Taoist on the way, hurriedly worshiped his teacher, and begged him to save his life."

"That Taoist," Qingxi's eyes changed slightly, guessing: "Could it be Taoist Priest Randeng?"

"Yes," Yang Jian nodded lightly, "but it is estimated that Uncle Burning Lamp did not face Nezha in front of him, so Nezha didn't recognize him this time, which saved a lot of trouble."

"Then what? What did Daoist Ran Deng do to Nezha?" Qingxi's voice was a little eager, and even the hand holding the corner of Yang Jian's clothes couldn't help but exert a little force.

"He put Nezha in an exquisite pagoda, and gave this pagoda to Li Shibo, forcing Nezha to recognize Li Shibo as his father." Yang Jian raised his eyes and glanced at Qingxi, paused before saying: "And the planners behind this incident are Uncle Taiyi and Uncle Randeng, just to wear off Nezha's hostility. Although Nezha knows that he can forgive others, but for Jinzha, he is still the same. Can't let it go for a long time."

Qingxi frowned slightly, let go of Yang Jian's arm, and slowly sat upright.

"What's the matter, do you think Uncle Taiyi is too harsh on Nezha?"

Qingxi paused for a while, shook his head, nodded again, and said in a somewhat puzzled and indignant tone: "In my Chunyang Palace, it is rare for masters and uncles to discipline disciples like this." , I couldn’t understand why Nezha’s master, uncle and his elder brother used this method to sharpen Nezha.”

Yang Jian explained to Qingxi with a chuckle: "There must be a very different world from ours in Qingxi. Here, cultivators can have ambition and ability, but they only have hostility. Otherwise, they will fall into the world." The path of the demon is not far away."

Qingxi thought for a while, then nodded with a vague understanding, and said, "So, the senior uncles, senior uncles, and Jin Zha are actually doing it for the good of Nezha, right?"

"That's right," Yang Jian said with a sigh again, "But Nezha himself can't always see clearly."

After the conversation, neither of them spoke, and the surroundings were a little too quiet for a while, but neither of them felt embarrassed, and there was still a warm feeling silently in the midst of it. People have a sense of peace and tranquility.

"Qingxi." Yang Jian suddenly called out to him.

"Huh?" Qingxi immediately turned to look at him.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian's handsome face suddenly magnified in front of his eyes, and then Qingxi only felt something cool and soft pressed against his lips, his eyes suddenly widened, and there was a loud noise in his head, and he heard Yang Jian Some hoarse voices sounded in his ears——

"I hope that on the day Qingxi is located, I will accompany you to see the lights of thousands of houses, walk across the land and rivers, and then stay here, waiting for you to come back."