dark battle

On the quiet mountain road, there was a soft rustling sound. Yang Jian retracted his frozen arms to prop up his body, and the snow covering his body fell one after another, covering three parts of the bright red blood on the white ground.Unexpectedly, he was hit by Lilac, and his stomach hurts sharply. Only when he saw the thick snow on his body, did he realize that he had been asleep here for a long time.

The beautiful scenery is thousands of miles away, and there are many clouds and clouds. By mistake, it turns out that Yang Jian landed in Huashan.He couldn't help but secretly rejoice, since he arrived at Mount Hua, he happened to go to see Third Sister first, his previous intuition was really strange, he didn't know who stabbed the long sword that flashed by at that time, and he didn't know if the blood on the sword belonged to Third Sister. It is better to find out.It's just that the fierce fight just now was exhausting, and the mana could not be gathered for a while, and driving the clouds was impossible. Fortunately, it is not too far from the secret prison here, just walk a little longer.

Huashan was steep and the snowy road was slippery. Yang Jian was already exhausted, and it took him some time to reach the secret prison even though he traveled fast.Exposed to the mountain wind in the evening, after walking less than ten miles, I felt cold air invaded my body, and the place where I was hit by clove became more and more uncomfortable, and there was a dull pain from the inside out, as if I hurt my internal organs.He leaned against a rock to rest for a while, and suddenly felt the disgust in his stomach, he couldn't help bowing his head and retching, his stomach was empty, until the end of the vomiting, the stench rose up, it was already mouthfuls of blood, and it was not calm for a while, and then it rose again, and the eyes were black and hazy One piece, I secretly moved my inner breath, I felt like seven or eight maces were stirred in my stomach at the same time, it seemed that I couldn't support it for a while, I had to find a place to adjust my breath for a while.

Looking around, it turned out that she had gone the wrong way in a daze, and she was almost at Yang Chan's residence before her marriage, so she gritted her teeth and walked forward, looking for a place that could shelter from the wind and snow.

In the drowsiness, the low and gentle sound of the piano came from the cold wind. It was like a solitary peak overlooking the world. It was floating from Yang Chan's old house. Yang Jian was puzzled, so he stepped up his steps to find out.

Ever since she found out that Yang Chan was imprisoned, Chang'e went to her former residence to clean the dust from time to time. She knew that good sisters were always very clean, so she couldn't do much to help her other than a few words of advice in front of the emperor, so she could only do something like this Scattered small things, to send caring.

The setting sun is about to fall, and the sunset is gradually closing. She caresses the broken stringed piano in front of the window, feeling sad in her heart.The moonlight at the fingertips is light and bright, and the halo passes by, and the broken strings are connected as before.She straightened her skirt and sat upright, playing as she pleased, as if a whole season of snow had melted into her eyes, like flowers explaining words, like jade giving off fragrance.

Suddenly there was a creaking sound, the wooden door outside was pushed open, and the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was heard, as if someone was exhaling.

Chang'e's heart shuddered, and she got up to look.The door was opened wide, and the bitter wind poured into the room, blowing away the hair around her ears, and the cold air seeped into her collar, and she couldn't help shivering.She was stunned for a moment, staring at the person who fell on the ground at the door, with dark clothes and long golden hair, like...

"Yang Jian?"

Chang'e stepped forward quickly, pushed the man's head buried in his arms to one side, and tied his hair behind his ears, and she saw the judiciary god with sword eyebrows and thin lips.She pushed his shoulder and called a few times, but there was no answer, but she was startled by the thorny cold temperature on his clothes. Looking at the heavy snow outside the door, she hurriedly closed the wooden door tightly.

The whistling wind went away, only the sound of my restless heartbeat remained in my ears.

What just happened?By the way, just now in the Lingxiao Temple, the Queen Mother ordered him to arrest the Bull Demon King and his son, this is...

The prone person on the ground struggled a bit and vomited a mouthful of blood. Chang'e recovered from her stupor and supported his shoulders and arms, trying to help him onto the couch. Fortunately, he seemed to have woken up. Borrowing his strength to get up, she staggered to the side of the couch.

Helping him to lie down on the couch, his wrist suddenly felt cold. Chang'e looked down and saw that her wrist had been tightly grasped, and she was about to shake it off, but the man said vaguely: "Sanmei, are you okay?" Bar?"

Chang'e was startled, but saw that he didn't look at her, but closed his eyes tightly, as if he was enduring the pain.

Is he thinking about his sister... If that's the case, why bother to ask for Yang Chan's crime when the Queen Mother of the Jade Emperor made a decree...

She struggled to break away from his hand, and walked quickly towards the door, her heart was in a mess, she just wanted to escape from this inexplicable heartache.

"Third sister, third sister..."

Chang'e heard him retching, and couldn't help stopping. Seeing him lying on the side of the couch, it seemed that his internal injuries were serious, her heart softened again, and she turned back to check.She was getting some medical knowledge, felt the pulse, and judged that the bleeding in the stomach was caused by external force, and she already showed signs of excessive blood loss.If it is a sword wound, it can be healed with mana, and if it is an internal wound, it can be treated with true energy, but bleeding from the internal organs is difficult to deal with.

Chang'e looked at the person on the couch, tangled and hesitant in her heart, and thought to herself: If I save you, you will continue to be the sword in the hands of the Queen Mother in the future, and even kill the son of the Three Holy Mothers, but if I just leave...

Yang Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to open his eyes.Chang'e was startled, if he saw her, it would be extremely embarrassing.After a little thought, he simply transformed into Yang Chan's appearance.

Yang Jian was in a daze, and didn't think about why his sister was here for a while, but held her arm happily, "Sister, how are you, but someone hurt you? I saw, saw..." He suddenly withdrew his cold voice. Grasping the bed mat with his hands, he endured the blood rushing up his throat again.

I have never seen him with a resolute and firm expression, but never have I seen such a gentle and caring look.

The star is Yingying, and the makeup mirror is also on—Chang'e looks at his black jade-like eyes, and only thinks of this mortal article from the past in her heart.

Touched by Yang Jian's sincere expression, although she didn't know why he said that, she couldn't bear to see him suffer any longer. Seeing his pale lips and cold sweat on his forehead, she knew that he had lost too much blood.Anyone who is thousands of miles away from the Heavenly Court, if he goes back to his own palace to get the medicine, it may be too late, but she doesn't know if Yang Chan has some elixir pills.

"Third Sister, your Purple Bead Pill... lend me one..."

"Purple Pearl Pill?" Chang'e breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that it was the elixir to stop bleeding. It turned out that he was familiar with Yang Chan's residence, "I, I forgot where I put it, and I am looking for it."

"I remember..." He paused, as if recalling, "It's in the left corner of the closet. You said that I often use it, so...you put it in it..."

Return to old dream

Chang'e went to look for it as she said, but she saw a small porcelain vase stuffed next to several neatly stacked light-colored clothes. When she took the porcelain vase, she couldn't help but look a few more times at the brand new snow-white middle coat next to it.He quickly took out the porcelain bottle, put his head down and poured out one pill, its color is crimson purple and warm, and its smell is fragrant and slightly astringent, which is the characteristic of Zizhucao.

When she returned to the couch, she found that Yang Jian had already fallen asleep.The medicine had to be taken as soon as possible. Chang'e knelt on the side of the bed and woke him up after a long time. She stuffed the purple bead pill into his hand, stood up quickly and stood not far from the head of his bed. , not to see him.

Chang'e faintly felt that he actually didn't want anyone here, and didn't want people to see him in a mess.People who are used to walking alone have this characteristic.She was also like this, the more uncomfortable she was, the more she wished to stay away from all the hustle and bustle and concerns, and only felt safe when she was alone.

Yang Jian put the purple bead pill into his mouth, and dragged the brocade quilt on the inside of the bed to cover his body indiscriminately. He still seemed to feel cold, and his body flinched involuntarily.

She looked back at the closet, and couldn't get rid of the jacket she saw just now. It wasn't that the style and workmanship were strange, but that its fabric was made of fire and four-way twist, which is precious even in heaven. material.

It is recorded in "Liezi Tang Wen": "When the cloth is washed by fire, it must be thrown into the fire; the cloth is the color of the fire, and the dirt is the color of the cloth. When it comes out of the fire, it vibrates, and it is as bright as snow."

Chang'e thought to herself, this set of middle clothes definitely does not look like a woman's figure, if it was given to Liu Yanchang, it would have been given away long ago, and it would not be so blatantly placed in the old residence, then it can only be given to Yang Jian, see Lai San Sheng Mu treats her elder brother very attentively, but it's a pity that he only cares about his own black hat.

"You have powerful mana, why didn't you heal your wounds yourself, but came here from all the way?" She didn't know the whole story, but only said that he came here specially from Cuiyun Mountain.

His eyes were closed, the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and there was a gentle look on his gray face, and he murmured: "Isn't there still you... Although Xuan Gong can heal wounds, it is extremely painful. It's exhausting, with my third sister here, I don't have to spend a lot of effort..."

Chang'e's face became hot when she heard this, and she looked down at the white lotus dress on her body, as if she was Yang Chan.She bit her lip and said coldly: "I lied to you, I am not the Holy Mother."

"……I know."

he knows?

She froze, her cheeks became more and more red, "Why don't you expose me, you know who I am?"

"I do not want to know."

Shen Chen became more anxious and gradually lost his voice.The windows are brighter when the lights are blown, and the moon shines on the snow all day.Chang'e has changed back to her original body and is flying fast in the sky.He was just confused for a moment, of course he would soon remember that the real third sister was imprisoned in prison, and he was obsessed with ghosts, thinking of turning into Yang Chan's appearance to test his feelings for his sister.

What a "don't want to know".

In order to be able to see my sister, even if I know it is fake, I am willing to deceive myself.

Chang'e has witnessed the depth of their brother and sister's affection for thousands of years, and she has seen her cruelty to treat her only sister like this for the sake of Wu Shamao.

She looked down at the blood that was accidentally stained on her hand, which had condensed into dark red, and wiped it off with a spell, and opened her mouth slightly, and said softly to herself: "Yang Jian, I just treat the kindness you have shown me. I have repaid it to you, and from now on, I will not owe you anything. Although Chang'e is a girl, she doesn't bother to be with a greedy person like you."

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Shu Mountain is emerald green, and the garden flowers are just right. Although the courtyard of Yang Mansion is large, the decoration is very simple, with gray walls and stone walls, cornices and simple windows, compared with Zhu Hu.