dark battle

And grab all the flower fairies for me. "

The more the Bull Demon King listened, the more confused he became, and he didn't understand why Yang Jian did such a good job, "It's nothing more than someone else, that Fairy Baihua is the leader of the world's fairies, if she is arrested, then the matter will become a big mess, and it will definitely alarm the Heavenly Court." .”

"You can do it if you want to, and I won't beg you if you don't want to, but wait until your wife's body is collected."

The Bull Demon King is imposing, but timid, and dare not disobey Yang Jian, and within a few days, he captures all the fairies in Baihuayuan. However, because Chen Xiang secretly left the crowd suddenly, Liu Yanchang and the fourth princess survived in order to find him.

Yang Jian ordered the Bull Demon King to kill all the flower fairies. Seeing that the Bull Demon King was a little hesitant because the Baihua Fairy was appointed by the Heavenly Court, he explained in detail: "The Queen Mother has ordered the Baihua Fairy to go to heaven to face the saints. Now that they are missing, the Queen Mother must I'll be sent to look into the matter."

"Miansheng? Why didn't you say it earlier, what should we do?" Bull Demon King panicked.

"Why are you panicking? When the time comes, I'll just catch a monster and say that Fairy Baihua has already been killed. The Queen Mother will definitely set up Fairy Baihua, and the matter will be over. So, you must get rid of them to avoid future troubles."

The Bull Demon King scratched his big greasy nose and pondered for a while. Although he was still unwilling to take the risk of killing the leader of the group, after all, his wife was held hostage, and Yang Jian was notoriously ruthless. Bowing his head, after weighing it up, he felt that Yang Jian's idea was feasible, so he asked with a silly smile, "Then... when will Shan Wife be brought back?"

"Just wait at home."

The truth emerges

Xiaotiangou followed Liu Yanchang's scent all the way and found Baihuayuan.At this time, the Hundred Gardens can no longer be called Hundred Gardens, with thousands of trees dead, bamboo fences collapsed, and devastated everywhere.

Liu Yanchang searched for Chen Xiang, who sneaked out to find his mother, to no avail. He just came back here, and was shocked by the dilapidated scene of Baihua Garden.

16 years ago, the small thatched cottage on Mount Hua was dismantled and dismantled in the same way. Now, all the fairies stood up for Chen Xiang and did not hesitate to make enemies with Erlang God.Liu Yanchang had mixed feelings in his heart, he was furious, he regretted that he should have told Fairy Baihua about Yushu, and actually hurt their good intentions.It is an unimaginable miracle that the wonderful San Shengmu should have such a ruthless and shameless compatriot elder brother.

"Bastard...Yang Jian...you bastard!"

"Curse, keep on scolding!"

Liu Yanchang looked back and saw Xiao Tiangou leaning on the green bamboo with his arms folded and looking at him provocatively, Liu Yanchang was not afraid, raised his voice and gritted his teeth: "Curse, of course I want to scold! Yang Jian, you are not as good as a pig dog, You are a ruthless bastard who doesn't recognize your relatives! Do you think you can kill people by destroying the Hundred Gardens? There are more than tens of thousands of people in the Three Realms who know that you destroyed the Yushu of Guanghan Palace, and you can't kill them all!"

……

The plaque with the imperial inscription "The Temple of the True Monarch" hangs high, and the stone-cast beasts are separated on both sides. The lead-ink colored palace looks particularly abrupt in the splendor of the heavens—just like its owner, who always prefers black and white ink colors, but in gray The region has traveled alone for thousands of years.

There is a prison cell under the Temple of the True Monarch, which is the darkest place in the entire heaven except the Demon Slaying Platform. There are only a handful of prisoners who have been imprisoned for thousands of years, and they are never opened on weekdays. The pungent musty smell and old blood stains are emitted. The fishy smell mixed together was unbearable.The gray torture pillars radiated a gloomy cold light, rendering the small sky prison like Abi Hell.In this dark prison, a mortal was firmly bound to the punishment post by a chain made of black iron.

"Don't think that this matter can be hidden from the Heavenly Court. Sanshengmu and I have already told many people about this matter, and you will never be killed!"

Liu Yanchang's hair was disheveled, but he kept his chin high, and his unyielding eyes were full of contempt and hatred.This is the first time he can take a serious look at this wolf-hearted god.The face in front of him was indeed similar to that of the Third Holy Mother, but there was an aura of inexplicable disgust from the corners of the eyes to the ends of the hair.

Yang Jian resolutely suppressed the urge to kill this shameless and lowly mortal, and lowered the hatred in his voice, as low as the whisper of a beast, "Say, who did you tell?"

"Do you want to know?"

"As long as you tell me, I can spare you and Chen Xiang from dying."

Looking at the majestic judicial god in silver armor, Liu Yanchang suddenly laughed out loud, as if he had heard the most ridiculous joke in the world, "Okay, come here, I'll tell you."

Yang Jian didn't believe that a mortal would dare to play any tricks. After all, he had ten thousand ways to kill him, so he walked forward slowly, slightly tilting his head to listen to him.

"Bah!" Liu Yanchang spat hard at the side face that leaned over.

Among the Three Realms, even the Jade Emperor has to be respectful to the Judiciary God. No one dares to think that a mortal who has no strength to restrain a chicken in the lower realm dares to spit in Zhenjun Erlang's face.There was deathly silence in the air. For a moment, all the officers and guards in the dungeon, including Xiao Tiangou, were all stunned. They even restrained their breathing very carefully, for fear that they would be angered by the powerful God. .

Under the wide sleeves with exquisite patterns, Yang Jian's right fist was tightly clenched, but there was a cold smile on the face of the spit star, "Good spit," he praised lightly, and suddenly his tone changed sharply: "I Make you spit it all out!"

The iron fist slammed into the mortal's stomach, and Liu Yanchang spurted out a mouthful of dark red blood.Anger is anger, Yang Jian still needs to save Liu Yanchang's life after all, and he did not forget to withdraw all mana from his hands, even so, this punch still made Liu Yanchang almost faint.

"Torture to extract a confession until he speaks out." Yang Jian ordered, suppressing his anger, and turned to leave.He took one more look at this mortal who entrapped Third Sister and felt hateful, fearing that he would really be unable to help but kill him and cause trouble.

Liu Yanchang, who was full of blood behind him, looked up to the sky and laughed, "Come on, Yang Jian, I want to see how vicious you are!"

……

It is as bright as a flying mirror facing Danque, and the green smoke is exhausted, and the brilliance is clear.On the Guanghan Palace, the sky is full of stars, Qionglou and Yuyu are row upon row, and the heights are extremely cold.

"Fourth princess, why didn't you come and tell me about such a big incident?" Chang'e, who was always dignified and calm, couldn't help being surprised, and said slightly reproachfully.

Ao Hong has explained to Chang'e everything about Yang Chan's marriage to Liu Yanchang and Chen Xiang's father and son being chased and killed by Yang Jian. She keeps wringing her fingers, like a child who has done something wrong.Yang Jian was afraid that people would know that they were not the same. If the Queen Mother found out, what kind of decree would be issued.

Chang'e closed her eyes, and in her mind, the arrogant silver-armored God of War in Lingxiao Temple overlapped with the flirtatious and glamorous beauty beside Yaoqin.

In this way, the person who played the piano and played the strings in the Huashan house that day was by no means Yang Chan.Yes, how could such a solitary and deep piano sound come from the finger of the clear and graceful Yang Chan.

"I was fooled, he must have deceived me by turning into the Three Virgins..." It seemed that there was a bit of bitterness in her breath, Chang'e had always been calm and reserved, and didn't like the fetters of such sad emotions, forcing herself to stop Thinking about Huashan again, he asked, "Does anyone else know about Fairy Baihua?"

"I don't think so."

"She is the king of flowers, so she shouldn't be in danger of her life. You go on looking for Chen Xiang, and don't let him be poisoned by God Erlang. I'll go to Mount Hua to have a look."

In the early autumn, Huashan Mountain was desolate, lifeless, the water dried up, and the flowers and birds were ruined. Only the dead branches and loess were left in the eyes. It was a world of difference from the last time I came.

Chang'e walked up the cracked mountain road, not daring to imagine what terrible things had happened here.

The quaint house is gradually approaching, the surrounding trees are all dead, the windows and screen curtains of the house are covered with thick dust, the window at the end is still open, but the graceful figure is no longer seen. Dust's piano player.The door is locked, and it seems that no one has been here for a long time. Perhaps, since she left last time, no one has been here again.

Chang'e cast a spell to enter the house, and the Zhang Yaoqin was still there, but——Chang'e's heart skipped a beat—the seven strings had all been broken.

If you want to put your mind on Yaoqin, there are few bosom friends, who will listen to the broken strings.

Who was the person playing the piano here that day, was it Yang Jian?

Chang'e stretched out her slender fingers to caress the qin with broken strings. The place where the strings were broken was faintly stained with dried and blackened blood. Perhaps the qin has been soaked in immortal energy for a long time, and it is more or less psychic, entangled in depression and fierce determination. One after another, passing through the vast time and space to the fingertips, the taste of bitterness and sweetness is intertwined with the hearts of visitors.

The feeling of being awakened by a person who has been silent for thousands of years is too dangerous.Obviously can't understand his unscrupulous behavior, but can't help but want to get closer to that same lonely and proud heart.

Chang'e couldn't admit how flustered she was when the Three Holy Mothers came to Guanghan Palace to tell her Yang Jian's thoughts that day, as if her thoughts had been seen through by others - the one who was afraid of breaking the rules of heaven was none other than this insincere person Own……

"It turned out to be Fairy Chang'e. I don't know what is the purpose of coming to Huashan?"

Chang'e wakes up like a dream, and when she hears the sound, she looks back and recognizes that the person who came is the leader of the Meishan brothers under Yang Jian's command, known as Boss Kang.

When did Erlang God's subordinates take up the responsibility of guarding Huashan?

"I haven't been to Huashan for more than half a month. I didn't expect it to become like this. I'm here to visit San Shengmu today. Excuse me, please go in and report."

Boss Kang's expression changed, "The Third Holy Mother is no longer in Huashan."

"Where did you go?"

"do not know!"

"Then I have to ask around to see who knows what Huashan is.