[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

In the mixed building.The shadow reflected on the soft curtain moved, and went to the back of the stage, Chen Xiang hurriedly said: "Miss Feng, stay here, I am here!" The voice was clear and loud, passing through the noisy crowd.

The girl didn't stay, but it attracted the attention of the whole house.

Ao Cunxin hurriedly moved back a few steps, pretending not to know Chen Xiang, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and sneak in.As a result, her wish came true, and a real force struck from behind, sucking her out of the crowd of onlookers and pulling her to the corner.

A pair of cold eyes came into sight, filled with a little anger.

Seeing that it was him, Ao Cunxin breathed a sigh of relief, and lifted the mask to the top of his head, "What are you doing, scare me!"

Yang Jian's eyes fell on her forehead, and he raised his hand to wipe off the golden color, "What are you doing here?"

"I... I'll accompany Chen Xiang. How about you, come to visit the brothel too?"

"I..." Yang Jian was speechless.

"Then go quickly, to save yourself the embarrassment of being bumped into by your nephew."

"..."

Yang Jian was feeling angry when he suddenly heard a scent of powder approaching. He sideways avoided the jade hand that was trying to put it on his shoulder, and then put back Ao Cunxin's mask, and looked coldly at the woman who offered to greet her. Take a look.The female waitress was caught by his eyes and dared not make any mistakes, she smiled a little, and went to chat up other guests.

Ao Cunxin raised her hand to gather her hair, and the mana flowed in the palm of her hand, and the black hair returned to a straight black color, draped softly on her shoulders, with an innocent face under the mask: "Your good nephew insists on dressing me up like this, saying that I look so good, I don't want to feel."

The corners of Yang Jian's forehead twitched secretly, with a polite smile on his face, he raised his hands patiently and exercised strength, and Ao Cunxin's black hair was tied into a bun on the top of his head.

He licked his lips, looked at Ao Cunxin from head to toe, and from foot to head, he couldn't find anything that was not pleasing to the eye.His clothes looked loose on her body, and it outlined his delicate and small figure, making people feel the urge to hug her like a bosom.

and many more.

Yang Jian suddenly realized that his train of thought had seriously deviated from the subject.

"Do you know the owner of this restaurant?"

Ao Cunxin gave him a strange look, "Whether you know him or not is Ao Ling's private matter, and it has nothing to do with Erlang Zhenjun, right?"

Yang Jian smiled slightly, "Miss Ao brought my nephew to see her, it's only natural for her to ask her a question."

"Well, it's okay to tell you, the owner of this company is my friend."

Yang Jian's eyes froze, he grabbed Ao Cunxin's wrist, clasped the pulse door and probed, and he felt a wave of evil energy wandering around, it was the power of the skyless black lotus.

No wonder she caused the Baolian Lantern to warn.

The true Buddha, the black lotus, can save all ages.For all my disciples, the faith will last forever.

Behind this Sanskrit word is an ancient secret art from the abyss of darkness.All members of the Black Lotus Sect, in order to express their unswerving faith until death, swallowed the sacred object Black Lotus and made it into their flesh and blood.

Regarding the connection between Feng Yunyao and the Black Lotus Sect, Yang Jian had not obtained solid evidence at first, but he did not expect to get confirmation from Ao Cunxin.

He wasn't happy at all.

"I don't know if you remember, but Yang Jian once said that you can't trust all the relationships between people."

Ao Cunxin didn't understand why Yang Jian's jade-like eyes were suddenly filled with unconcealable anger, and her attention was all on her twisted wrist.She struggled to break away, and said displeasedly: "Hey, you, don't touch your hands. Speaking of whether you believe it or not, I think you are really unbelievable. What nonsense did you talk to your sister after you got home? See you, sister. When I opened my mouth, there was one... one..."

Suddenly she couldn't speak.

Yang Jian was at a loss, "What is it, 'sister-in-law'?"

"you……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, the pavilion suddenly trembled violently, and a ball of blue light suddenly lit up from behind the stage, and suddenly bypassed the stunned crowd and rushed straight towards Yang Ao.

Ao Cunxin gasped, and frightened the second half of the sentence back.

You deliberately.

Three-headed dragon

Wherever the blue light passed, there was a fierce wind.The evil wind scattered Ao Cunxin's bun, seeming to be provocative, but he didn't really get close, and before the two of them could make a move, he quickly slipped out of the gate rubbing Yang Jian's left hand.

Such a clumsy way of tuning the tiger away from the mountain, I don't know if it will not be used, or it will be used too much.

Yang Jian clasped his left hand falsely, gave Ao Cunxin a meaningful look, jumped up and chased after him, and came after him first, forcing the blue light to stop in mid-air.The light dissipated, and it turned into a three-headed silver dragon with blue horns, about ten feet long, with four claws, and bloodstains on the mouth corner of the right one.

"Have you worshiped under the Wutian sect?"

Looking at the long sword hanging on Yang Jian's waist, the three-headed Jiao grinned, as if smiling, "I really can't hide anything. Anyway, master and servant, I came to bid farewell to Zhenjun Erlang. Out of human form, I have to show it with a demon body."

"Nie Zhan, since you are on the wrong path, why do you need to talk too much, expecting me to spare your life?" Yang Jian said loudly, raising his hand to press the hilt of the sword, as if ready to go.

"It depends on whether Zhenjun has this ability." Before he finished speaking, he turned back and flew straight away.

Ao Cunxin saw that Feng Yunyao appeared in person to appease the guest officers in peace, and felt a little relieved. Chen Xiang's cleverness must be fine, but Yang Jian was seriously injured before, so I don't know if he can deal with the monster just now.

Thinking of that person, she took a few steps out of the gate, only to see that the street was silent and empty, and the bright lanterns swayed slightly in the evening wind, making people panic.

"Yang Jian?" She called in a low voice in a daze.

The city was not quite the same as it was before they entered Huamanlou, it was eerily quiet.

Ao Cun wanted to go back to find Feng Yunyao, but when he turned around, his heart sank, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze.

The Huamanlou, which was still brightly lit just now, has closed its doors and is dark, with no trace of vitality left.

What about people?

"Yang Jian, Chen Xiang! Sister Yunyao!" She shouted loudly, her voice was dissipated in the thin mist, and no one answered, "Is anyone there, is anyone there?"

She walked faster and faster on the empty and quiet street, and the bluestone road responded to her hasty footsteps, as if with a wordless sneer.She stopped suddenly and turned her head abruptly, only to see a dark outline outlined on the other side of the mist, silently, as if a group of people were rushing towards this side.

Ao Cunxin looked forward in fear, subconsciously raised his right hand to touch his waist, but found nothing.She looked down, only the old gauze that had been with her for many years was only around her waist.

"Strange, what did I want to take just now? What should be here, a sword?"

But in her memory, she had never touched a sword.

There was no wind to cool her down, and her feet suddenly went dark in the corner of her eye. As soon as she raised her head, she saw a tall horse bumping towards her, passing her body at high speed. It was a war horse, a war horse that had lost its color.

"The Yin soldier borrowed the way..."

She subconsciously raised her arms to cover her head, she didn't dare to look any more, her body was stretched like a fully drawn bow, and she didn't even dare to utter a heart-piercing exclamation.

Numerous horses passed through her body, riding heavily armored soldiers holding broken spears, bloody and bloody, unable to distinguish faces, only pairs of empty eyes burning with blue flames, and rushing towards the endless front in a wooden manner.

There was a sudden warmth behind her, and a hand blocked her view.

"Don't look them in the eye."

Yang Jian's voice rang in his ears, but it seemed that he had traveled through several centuries, and his rapid heartbeat could be heard from his back, obviously coming from afar.

"Didn't you read it?"

Those who look at each other with the Yin soldiers who borrow the way will die within seven days.

"Didn't look. What happened?" She tried her best to keep her voice calm, but the trembling all over her body betrayed her fear.

He whispered an apology that Ao Cunxin couldn't understand: "I'm sorry."

As early as when he heard the words "Huamanlou" from Yang Chan's mouth, he had expected that this was a trap, and he was sure of his trap.

"Did you really not look them in the eye?"

"Ah."

"……That's good."

Ao Cunxin exhaled lightly, instinctively wanting to escape from this momentary depression.She really didn't understand the person behind him. Many times, behind his simple sentences, there were surging emotions hidden behind. She could clearly feel it, but she didn't understand it.

"You knew me long before I entered the Saha Valley, didn't you?" she asked.

You've been in my life long before my memory begins, right?

Such questions, once answered, have no end.He always wanted to give her a retreat, a retreat that would no longer be tortured by him.This was what he owed her, and the only thing he could repay.

"Meetings in the world seem to be reunions after a long absence. What happened in the past, what is the difference?"

It was dark all over the world, and there were three sorrowful laughter in the air: "Yang Jian, do you think you can escape? You imprisoned me for half my life, and made me a slave to kill and lick blood for you. It's time to pay the price!" .”

"Slave?" Ao Cunxin was a little scared, and grabbed Yang Jian's sleeves tightly, "He, who is he, Xiao Tiangou shouldn't look like that?"

"The three-headed monster dragon is also Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged halberd."

Ao Cunxin was surprised, he didn't expect his weapon to be transformed from a living thing, "What did you do to make him betray you?"

2000 years ago, it was Yang Jian who took the three Jiaojiao who committed the Tiantiao into weapons, which saved them from being beheaded by the Tianting.

"Is there a reason for everything in this world?" Yang Jian asked calmly, looking around at the nothingness around him.

So why did fate bring us back together when we let go of each other?Why have you forgotten me since we met again?

"Kamma and fruit retribution, the cycle will not be lost."

The explosion was so bright that people couldn't open their eyes.

Ao Cunxin raised his sleeves subconsciously to cover his stinging eyes, his shoulders were bound by a solid arm, and his body followed the man into the air, his vest could feel the turbulent airflow caused by the collision of the two sides' true qi, occasionally breaking through the air. The voice brushed past, the mask was shattered