dark battle

Can you stick to the end. "

He looked at Ao Hong again, with guilt and expectation in his drunken eyes, "I need someone to understand me, I need someone to tell me what I'm doing is right, and I need someone to give me strength. In fact, I most hope This person is Chang'e, but I dare not tell her, because I am not completely sure, if I lose, why bother to implicate more innocent people."

Ao Hong listened silently, her face was washed with tears, she got up and asked tremblingly: "So far, only the two of us know about this matter?"

"Taishang Laojun also knows."

A sincere smile appeared on her pale face, and she met his deep eyes with burning eyes, "Erlang God, what you did was right, I will support you with my heart and will. Although I am now I can't do anything, but at least I can cry with you."

The red dress is like fire, and the blond hair is like rosy clouds, embellishing the deserted secret room with an unusual warmth.

Yang Jian is not too drunk, he still remembers that Ao Hong's soul just got together and was still weak, he raised his arms and made a gesture of invitation, asking Ao Hong to sit down and talk, while he half knelt down in front of her, so that he could look at her at the same level , "The Taishang Laojun said, your soul is very weak, and you must hide in that jar to recuperate. I have already stolen your body from the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and turned it into the appearance of the boss of Meishan, and refrigerated your body in Kunlun Mountain Snow Cave, after you are done, I will let you return to the sun."

Ao Hong's cheeks were flushed by his unintentional and warm eyes, and she broke out of tears with a smile: "If Chen Xiang could know all of this, it would be great..."

"Don't let him know. If he knows, he will lose his fighting spirit and never grow up."

"But, in case you lose your life, then..."

"This set of obsolete rules of heaven has brought so many disasters to the Three Realms. As long as I can release a set of rules of heaven that can truly benefit the Three Realms, even if my body is smashed to pieces and my body will be stigmatized for thousands of years, I, Yang Jian, will not hesitate."

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It was late at night, and Yao Laosi said to Yang Jian who was sitting in front of the case and writing the dossier with a bitter face, "Second Lord, I think the Xiaotian dog is probably more ominous..."

Yang Jian's fingertips trembled, he put down his pen, never mentioned the roaring dog, and said: "From that palm, it has at least 1 years of mana. What did the little vixen eat that made his mana grow so quickly? "

Yao Laosi spread his arms, "I didn't see clearly."

"However, although she has strong magic power, it's a pity that she is not proficient in magic skills and has too little experience. If we really fight, I am sure to defeat her within ten moves." Yang Jian continued to look at the case without raising his head.During this period of time, he was busy arresting Chen Xiang and showing it to Tian Ting, but the number of cases sent from various places would not decrease because of this, the cases on the table had piled up into a hill, even if he was drunk and had a headache, he couldn't drag it any longer.

"Second Master, Wanku Mountain is called Wanku Mountain because it may have something to do with the caves on the mountain. Why don't we send [-] heavenly soldiers and generals to block all the cave entrances and smoke her out!"

Yang Jian raised his head from the case and looked at Yao Lao Si, "Do you think she will still be in Wanku Mountain? Without the Roaring Dog, Chen Xiang would not be found. If he really worshiped Sun Wukong as his teacher, it would be no trouble." Small."

Having been together for thousands of years, the Meishan brothers treated Xiaotiangou like their own brothers, and never regarded him simply as a dog.Thinking that Xiao Tiangou might have died in the line of duty, Yao Lao Si felt a little sad, but he still followed Yang Jian's thinking, "Second Master, although we can't find Chen Xiang now, I have a plan to prevent him from worshiping Sun Wukong as his teacher. It's just that His Majesty has to come forward to do this."

drunken heart

As soon as Yao Si finished explaining his plan, Mei Shan's sixth came in to announce, "Chang'e is here."

Yang Jian felt tired from deep thinking, and ordered: "Just say I'm not here."

"Yes."

"Wait." Yang Jian glanced at Yao Lao Si who was about to continue to offer advice, and he lifted his sleepy spirit, got up and left the hall.

After the Danyuan meeting was over, Chang'e was alone in the Guanghan Palace looking at the Lonely Tianhe and remembering Ao Hong. She saw that the Zhenjun Temple was still brightly lit, and worried that Yang Jian and others would punish Zhu Bajie, so she wanted to ask Yang Jian to release her. people.Yang Jian has a hard heart, it may not be useful to ask for it by himself, but after all, this matter was caused by her, even if it hits a wall, he has to give it a try.

Chang'e was pacing anxiously outside the Zhenjun Temple, and finally waited until a person turned out from behind the screen inside the hall door——a tall and straight man with a fluttering ink cloak, it was Yang Jian.Chang'e didn't know what was wrong with her, but when she saw the figure approaching against the light, she had an illusion of uprightness.

Should he be thankful or regretful, if he is really a gentleman, how should he face the involuntary lingering.

She moved lightly, and as soon as she approached him, she felt a smell of alcohol rushing towards her face, and she thought to herself: at the Danyuan meeting, he drank alone, probably because he was troubled by the Queen Mother's public sarcasm, the fourth princess was newly mourned, and he himself Killing a person, but only caring about whether the black gauze hat on the head is securely worn.

"What did you do to Marshal Canopy?"

Yang Jian's deep eyes narrowed slightly, "Is that pig's head so important to you?"

Chang'e frowned slightly, and turned her head to avoid the unpleasant smell of alcohol, "Marshal Tianpeng has a pig's body, but he has a heart."

"I can't help myself. I once suggested that the heavenly court revise the heavenly rules, but they didn't listen." The cold wind of the night blew, Yang Jian had a splitting headache, and didn't want to think about it. For the first time, he hoped that Chang'e would leave as soon as possible. "For Tianting, I am as disappointed as you."

disappointment?If a person who used to be so rebellious, if he was really disappointed, why would he accept those ruthless and unreasonable orders with a low eyebrow, without even half arguing?Chang'e's usually calm heart was filled with anger, and the tragic scene of Ao Hong's death appeared in front of her eyes. She unconsciously raised her voice, almost angrily scolding: "Since you are so disappointed, why are you still loyal to them like a dog?"

Yang Jian and Chang'e have known each other for 3000 years, and she has never seen her lose control of her emotions. Due to the paralysis of alcohol, her brain has no time to think too much, and instead of getting angry, she sneered softly. His smile was stubbornly embedded in the corners of his dark red lips.

"A person with nothing but ability, just because of my mother's fault, has never been looked at seriously. He wanders in the Three Realms like a ghost all day long, neither can enjoy family happiness like a mortal, nor can he be like a mortal." Do you know how depressed the demon is when he acts recklessly like that?"

The hoarse voice staggered into her ears, and Chang'e felt as if her heart had fallen into a deep lake, terribly cold and suffocating in pain.The him who played the piano in the forest, the one who killed Ao Hong, the one who argued eloquently in court, the one who talked drunkenly under the moon... Which one is more like his normal state?Is the melody born from the heart or the sword following the will of the people? Is the truth known in adversity or the truth spoken out after drinking?

The moonlight refracted in his dazed eyes, drawing a cold color.Drunkenness engulfed his tired heart, and he didn't want to think about "what the judicial gods should do". At this moment, he just wanted to be an ordinary "person" and temporarily escape the exhaustion that was overwhelmed tonight.

He slowly turned his head to look at the everlasting bright moon, and gently closed his eyes, the natural golden streamer flowing at the base of his eyelashes, "Every night, there will be a beautiful moonlight falling on him. But you, you Destroyed his last hope."

Chang'e's hands in her sleeves trembled slightly - facing an unscrupulous person, but stubbornly fantasizing that he actually has another side that is unknown to everyone.She knew that this absurd idea of ​​hers was dangerous, so dangerous that she blurted out out of self-defense instinct: "With your kind of behavior, you will never be able to impress her."

"I am killing relatives righteously for the order of the heavenly court!"

"If Tian Tiao is really just and selfless, what do you call killing relatives with righteousness? Chen Xiang didn't make any mistakes, but he was going to die in this rotten Tian Tiao! Where is your righteousness? You don't call it killing relatives with righteous justice, but your six relatives don't recognize it! "The more Chang'e spoke, the sicker she became, and the more she spoke, the more she spoke, her heart was filled with an inexplicable disappointment, and she was extremely bored.

Yang Jian suddenly took a step forward and approached her, staring at her fleeing eyes at a distance of less than three inches, the scent of wine fluttered her long eyelashes with the hot breath from his lips, and his tone suddenly became sharp, " I remember you once said that as a judicial god, you should do what a judicial god should do."

Chang'e looked at the cold moonlight on the stone bricks with cold eyes, and her tone was only colder than the moonlight, "If this is the case..." She raised her chin slightly and looked up into his eyes, "...but what you did, Just to keep your black gauze hat, or only think about your selfish desires that cannot be satisfied? Erlang God, let me ask you, is this black gauze hat you wear for yourself, or for all beings in the Three Realms?"

Yang Jian had to admit that the justice and courage of the woman in front of him broke his heart.He couldn't imagine how long he could persist in this smoky heaven without Chang'e's constant encouragement of righteousness throughout the long years.

He suddenly realized that what he said to Ao Hong was wrong. In fact, in this world, there was always someone who understood him, someone who gave him strength, and someone who told him that what he really planned was right. Chang'e.She is using her own way to support his true heart, as for whether she knows the truth, what difference does it make?

In the vastness, there is a person who agrees with his own point of view before he speaks, and thinks of himself before he takes action.

In the Ziqi period of Boya, there were high mountains and flowing waters, but that was all.

"No matter who it is worn for, I can't reverse the trend of the times."

"If you can't turn the situation around, you have to do something despicable? You can kill four people for obstructing official duties."