[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Looking at Chen Xiang behind Qiongqi's neck with an ax behind him, he only looked at Yang Jian who was standing quietly a few feet away.

Yang Jian's face was as cold as frost, but there was an incomprehensible faint smile in his black jade-like eyes, "You gave it your own blood?"

Obviously being hit, the girl said: "Yes, as long as he drinks my blood, he doesn't need to eat people anymore. You seem to know it, can you let him go?"

Liu Chenxiang really couldn't figure out why his uncle listened to a little girl and just let go of the ancient beasts, obviously on the way here, he had been teaching himself how those beasts could harm people and so on.Let go of the ancient beast, after all, the uncle's armor is made of Qiong Qipi, maybe there is emotion, the most incomprehensible thing is that the uncle also proposed to send the girl home personally.

"I..." the girl couldn't resist, and faltered, "My house... caught fire, and my parents were burned to death. My brother took me out. I was going to seek refuge with the teacher, but I met a nine-headed monster Chased and killed, and fled all the way here."

Chen Xiang wondered: "The poor beast just now is your brother! So your brother is not human?"

The girl gave Chen Xiang a blank look, "Your brother is not human."

"I don't have a brother." Chen Xiang rolled his eyes back.

"Brother Yang, your nephew doesn't seem to like me very much?"

Chen Xiang breathed heavily in his chest, "Hey, little baby, how old are you, dare to call my uncle the same generation, do you know who he is?"

A trace of hatred flashed across the girl's face, but she pretended to laugh and snorted, "I don't know who he is, but well, I'm just a girl! Brother Yang is only 30 years old, if I call him Uncle, what if he blamed me for saying that he was born old? But you, at least in your 20s, don’t you feel uncomfortable calling Brother Yang ‘uncle’?”

Such a choking fallacy, Chen Xiang didn't dare to argue with an ignorant little girl in front of his uncle, and thought: What do you call my uncle and me?I'm not willing to tell you, my young master can be your father at my age.

Obviously the little girl didn't like the appearance of his uncle and nephew, but Yang Jian insisted on sending her home, and refused to drive the cloud on the grounds that it was "inconvenient to show her spells in front of mortals".

Chen Xiang didn't expect the task of sending the baby home to be so troublesome, the three of them left for several days and still haven't arrived.Naturally, he and Yang Jian don't have to worry about heat and cold and food, but mortal children are different. They are too hot at noon and afraid of cold at night, and being hungry and thirsty from time to time is extremely annoying.

Yang Jian didn't talk much, but these days he was uncharacteristically, he often took the initiative to chat with this little girl who didn't know much about the world, and in a few words, he got a lot of information, although these information were not only worthless to Chen Xiang, but also very offensive.

For example, on the day she was born, there was an auspicious golden glow from the sky, and there seemed to be a divine bird singing. The old fortune-teller said that it was the birth of a phoenix, so her parents ignored her surname and named her "Feng Yunyao".To Chen Xiang's displeasure, this name violated the name taboo of his late grandmother Yaoji Fairy Zhang Yunhua, and both words were violated. How could it be such a coincidence, no wonder Yang Jian only called her "Feng girl".

"The monster chasing us looks like a snake with nine heads! It's huge! It's fierce! It's black! After my brother scared it away, we wanted to hide away, so we ran like this without knowing it. Far."

Chen Xiang snorted coldly, "It's far enough, we're almost out of the border of Song Dynasty."

"Anyway, we kept going east when we came here, and naturally we kept going west when we returned. Brother Chen Xiang, we Shancheng is in Tubo, don't you know?"

"I... should I know?"

Yang Jian said in a deep voice: "The Han people in Tubo territory... are not far from the West Sea, at the border between Han and Yi, so it's not peaceful."

"I went to the Dragon King Temple of the West Sea to pray when I was young, but I don't remember much, it seems a bit far away."

Chen Xiang thought: Is it far?Compared with the current distance, it is considered as the doorstep, okay?

Chen Xiang doesn't want to gossip with children anymore, she just wants to have a good chat with her uncle.In the past, he didn't realize that when he was an enemy of his uncle, after getting in touch with him these years, he realized that his uncle had a lot of prestige.His strategy is deep, his knowledge is as vast as a sea of ​​smoke, and he treats himself like a father and a teacher, and it is always beneficial to talk to him and ask him for advice.

He saw that Yang Jian's expression seemed to be filled with melancholy. Looking back, Yang Jian always looked unhappy every time he came back from Xihai, and he couldn't help wondering, "Uncle, don't you like Xihai?"

"I can't say whether I like it or not."

"Then why do you still go there so often?"

His sword eyebrows frowned almost invisibly, and his dark thin lips moved with rare hesitation, "My wife is there."

Chen Xiang's jaw almost dropped, "Have you ever been married?!"

Reunion

"Have you ever been married?!"

Feng Yunyao couldn't take a look at Chen Xiang's fussy look, she curled her lips and said: "Even you are this old, why is it so strange that your uncle has a wife?"

In this kind of matter, Chen Xiang certainly does not have the same knowledge as a mortal like her, "How is this possible, isn't it because of my mother..."

"indeed."

The two faint words, floating in the gentle wind in early summer, concealed the long years of 650 years.Chen Xiang originally wanted to ask if my aunt was good-looking, but seeing Yang Jian's unfriendly expression, she didn't dare to ask any more.

The evening wind blew through the branches and leaves, making a rustling sound.It was late at night, and the bright moon hung high, reflecting the originally dark dense forest softly and quietly. Feng Yunyao was covered with Yang Jian's coat, and seemed to be fast asleep.

Chen Xiang wanted to sleep too, but when she saw Yang Jian beckoning to him under a tree in the distance, she hurriedly jumped over.

"Chen Xiang, do you know who she is?"

"If what she said recently is all true, I'm afraid that some immortal roots are also the sons of intermarried immortals?"

Yang Jian raised his fan and knocked on Chen Xiang's head, "Can't you see it? Tai Ling's body is protected by nine lights, and his body is filled with the most wonderful energy of Xihua. Have you read five thousand books in the secret prison of Huashan for nothing?"

Chen Xiang's pupils shrank suddenly, and she turned her head to look at the sleeping little girl in disbelief, thinking that it had been seven or eight years since the queen mother descended to the earth, but it was really hard to compare this delicate little baby with the vigorous and resolute Yaochi Golden Mother. connect together.

A familiar dog barking approached from far away, and the roaring dog descended from the cloud, came over and said: "Master, the grand court meeting in the Lingxiao Palace is about to begin, Your Majesty asks why you haven't returned to heaven to return to your life."

Chen Xiang was puzzled: "Why do you have to ask uncle to report alone before the court meeting? Although the Jade Emperor allowed you to go to the lower realm to recuperate your wounds without going to court, your injuries are no longer a problem, so you should return to work and go to court."

Yang Jian sneered and said, "Going to court is the next best thing. I have been ordered to go down to the world for many years. What about the official affairs of the Zhenjun Temple?"

A look of shock gradually appeared on Chen Xiang's face, "You mean..."

The bone of the black lacquered fan barely touched Chen Xiang's mouth, blocking his words.

Some words cannot be broken.

The birth of the new Tiantiao, Erlang Zhenjun's contribution is indisputable. Thinking of his years of hard work and injury to his soul, he was specially allowed to recuperate in the lower realm, and the military amulet in his hand was temporarily entrusted to the tower king Li Jing to take charge, and Wenqu Xingjun and Wenchang Xingjun temporarily acted as the judicial gods. In his post, he codified the new Tiantiao into a document.

It is not uncommon for the heroes of the Overhead Shock Lord to go up in the sky and on the ground, throughout the ages.Yang Jian knew that all these years, in order to force the Heavenly Court to amend the old rules of heaven, he had concealed the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother ruthlessly, and the suppression should be far more than this.The hard work of protecting the Queen Mother's reincarnation is not just a simple trust from the king of the heavens. There are more than thousands of gods and demons in the Three Realms who covet the position of the Queen Mother of Heaven and Earth. She will never stop in her life. , Yang Jian cannot absolve himself of the blame.

One word of mouth kills two birds with one stone.

"I know you're not going to sit still."

Chen Xiang smiled slightly, his childish face showed a bit of calm and heroic.Chen Xiang has practiced spells for many years, so his appearance is not easy to change. What's more, the life and death book of Liujia Village has not been restored, and the people of Liujia Village will not grow old for the time being. Although he is over 30 years old, he still looks like a weak crown.

"Mother Kun left her position temporarily, and fierce beasts appeared one after another. In addition, a faction of the Black Lotus Sect was born recently. I am afraid that catastrophe is inevitable, but you said that the river is clear and the sea is clear recently. It can be seen that life is too comfortable." Yang Jian looked at it. The bright moon in the sky shines on him, outlining his handsome outline, "Chen Xiang, I have to return to heaven. There are few people living here. After dawn, you can send her back by cloud."

"Huh? Since she is the reincarnation of the Queen Mother, why don't you take her with you and protect her?"

Xiao Tianquan was surprised that the little girl was the adopted daughter of the family the day before yesterday. He sniffed hard, and if there was a human smell, he couldn't help wondering why he could smell it again suddenly, but he couldn't see the little girl curled up in her sleeves. The small hand in the middle is tightly clutching a black lotus flower that was hidden in advance.

"She has her own life. If I interfere in everything, why does the queen mother need to be reincarnated? Don't worry, she has the spirit of protecting her body, and she can't get close to ordinary injuries."

Chen Xiang nodded and said: "Alright, I can drop by the West Sea to pay respects to Guangli Bodhisattva."

Yang Jian smiled lightly, his dark eyes getting deeper and deeper in the dark night.

Xihai, I don't know how many times he has run in vain over the years, every time he goes is just one more disappointment in vain, wasting his ability to surpass the Three Realms, after all, he can't even find out the whereabouts of a prisoner.

He unconsciously raised his hand to look at his palm, the summer night wind passed through his fingers, and nothing could be left behind.

……

Life has been endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue looks similar every year.

I don't know who Jiangyue is for, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

Another eight years passed by in a flash, just like the endless life of a fairy, just a flick of a finger in the long river of time.

In the dark room surrounded by jade rocks, a pair of bright eyes opened suddenly, full of joy of relief.

"It's done, it's done!"

Ao Lie jumped down from the lotus platform and ordered the little novice who was serving him not to follow.