[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

With Yang Jian's current strength, it is more than enough to save Yao Ji, otherwise, Jin Ling would never let him take the risk to save Yao Ji alone.

What's more, she also specifically told him that if he was in danger, he should just report her name. No matter how much the Jade Emperor abided by the rules of heaven, he would not dare to insult Yang Jian when he heard her name.

She thought everything was right, so she asked Yang Jian to save her mother alone, but she never thought that something happened to Yang Jian.

On Penglai Island, the image of him taking off his forehead and wiping his forehead kept flashing in her mind. Jin Ling glanced at Wen Zhong and Su Daji in the temple, withdrew his mana and disappeared into the clouds.

Wen Zhong felt the familiar breath away quickly, and as soon as his breath stagnated, he flew up to the clouds.

The sun was so bright that the red clothes on Wen Zhong's body were like blood. He looked at Jin Ling's disappearing back, his eyes changed a few times.

After the back completely disappeared, Wen Zhong took a step back.Through the clouds, Su Daji saw him standing alone in the clouds, as lonely as when he first saw him, but he was missing Yan Yan, the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse.

Su Daji stirred the veil, bit her lip, and said, "Don't forget the deal between us."

Jin Ling didn't know where Taoshan was, but at this moment Yang Jian's heartbeat involved her, and she only had to follow the prompts of her heart to reach Taoshan.

Not far away, Yang Jian was chasing ten golden crows.The golden crow's light was so dazzling that she couldn't see Yang Jian's expression clearly, only the bloodstains on his body.

Very embarrassed.

For some reason, when the Golden Crows saw Jin Ling, they quickly hid behind her as if they had grasped a life-saving straw, and said straightly, "Holy Mother, help me."

Even the big golden crow who had been slapped by her to the extreme north also hid behind her.

Yang Jian's weapon slashed through the air, and the hand holding the weapon was shaking all the time. His originally clear eyes seemed to be stained with blood. Looking at the golden spirit that appeared out of nowhere in the clouds, he said in a hoarse voice, "Master, they killed my mother."

Jin Ling was startled, his eyes moved slightly.

She should have thought earlier that with Yang Jian's current strength, except for the old immortals of Chanjiao, basically no one is his opponent, so the person who caused the accident would not be him at all, but Yao Ji.

Yao Ji is the softest existence in Yang Jian's heart, and her tragic death will lead to the complete collapse of Yang Jian, who was originally peaceful and introverted.

Jin Ling had never seen Yang Jian like this.

The Yang Jian in her impression is always gentle and peaceful, like a spring breeze in the warm sun in March, or like the first ray of fragrance blooming in the summer lotus, not the current one, as if he crawled out from the depths of hell .

His whole body was full of coldness and murderousness, and his eyes were so dark that they seemed to be able to swallow the world.

Jin Ling looked at Jin Wu, and said in a cool voice, "Jade Emperor's will?"

The smallest Golden Crow was originally hiding behind many Golden Crows. Hearing Jin Ling's words, he poked his head out cautiously, looked at Jin Ling, full of expectation: "Holy Mother, you, you should save us, don't you? Forgot? We are you—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the Big Golden Crow: "Shut up!"

Da Jinwu's eyes were serious, but he didn't answer Jin Ling's question, but said: "Yao Ji died in the sun, and it has nothing to do with others. If she kills her, then kill me."

He looked at Jin Ling, his brows twitched, his eyes darkened, and he said, "I just hope that the Holy Mother will not regret it in the future."

The corner of Jin Ling's mouth twitched into a sneer.

She was able to come back back then, indeed with the help of the Golden Crow's light. When the Golden Crow's light disappeared, her mana also disappeared.

However, no matter how much she owed the Golden Crow, it was impossible for her to prevent her apprentice from avenging his mother's death.

The magic power is gone, and it’s just a matter of returning to practice.

Threatening her, these Golden Crows are still too young.

Jin Ling pulled out the jade hairpin from his temples and tossed it in the air, and the jade hairpin turned into Longhu Jade Ruyi.

Tongtian gave her [-]% mana, enough to deal with ten Golden Crows.

Jin Ling casually said: "You're bullying me and no one will teach me?"

The dragon and tiger jade rose up as one wished, covering the top ten golden crows. Jin Ling said to Yang Jian, "Go. The sky is falling, and Master will hold it up."

Holding the weapon upside down, Yang Jian walked towards the trapped Golden Crow step by step.

He walked with his back to Jin Ling, Jin Ling couldn't see his expression, only saw blood dripping from the weapon he was holding upside down, staining the large clouds red.

Holding the weapon, he slashed down fiercely, the sharp blade was fast and urgent, one after another golden crows fell from the air, and then, one after another, golden light sank into the center of Jin Ling's eyebrows.

There is a warm color between her brows, and a familiar feeling flows in her body - this is her own magic power, not the three success powers bestowed on her by the Master Tongtian.

She hadn't figured out the connection yet, but she saw Yang Jian's weapon resting on the little Jinwu's forehead, and the fingers holding the weapon trembled slightly.

Jin Ling frowned slightly: "Apprentice?"

Yang Jian's shoulders heaved violently.

After an unknown amount of time, he put away his weapon, his voice hoarse as if rolling over a sword: "Master, let's go."

Jin Ling stepped forward with a frown, Yang Jian's originally stern eyes disappeared, and only numbness remained on his delicate face.

There are still gravels on the mountain, under the gravel there is a water mark, on top of the water mark, there is a stone the size of an egg, which was melted by Yaoji after she was sunburned to death by the golden crow.

Yang Jian knelt down on both knees, holding the stone with both hands, his shoulders trembled slightly.

Jin Ling followed behind him, watched him pick up the stone, watched him cry silently, but didn't know how to go forward to comfort him.

Jinling received the golden crow, and the bright moonlight quickly poked its head out, covering the mountain with silver.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jian finally spoke: "Master, let him go."

Jin Ling looked at him indifferently, and said, "Have you thought about it?"

Jin Wu was the murderer of his mother, how could he let them go so easily?

Yang Jian's voice was still a little hoarse, his half-drooped eyelids suppressed his emotions, and said, "Let it go."

How could he not hate Jinwu?It was just that when he was about to kill the tenth Golden Crow, he remembered what Jin Ling said when he lost his mana: When the Golden Crow disappeared, her mana also disappeared.

Jin Ling treats him with kindness and rebirth, how can he make Jin Ling's magic power continue to disappear?The revenge of killing his mother can only be swallowed alive.

Yang Jian laughed at himself, he had already killed nine golden crows, so it was his revenge.

Jin Ling didn't know what he was thinking, only felt that the dull pain in his heart was getting better, opened the Dragon Tiger Jade Ruyi, released the Golden Crow, and the earth was suddenly bright.

Jin Ling looked at Yang Jian and asked, "Do you want me to save Yao Ji, or let her reincarnate as a human?"

Yang Jian raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of blood, his thin lips moved slightly, and said, "Save... my mother, can I save you?"

Jin Ling nodded, then shook her head again, seeing the light in Yang Jian's eyes dimmed, she said: "I can only gather her soul together, when I can cultivate into a human body again, it depends on her good fortune."

After thinking for a while, Jin Ling said again: "However, the Conferred God is imminent, I can send her soul to the Conferred God Platform, and when the Conferred God is over, she will still be a god."

"No!"

Yang Jian suddenly made a sound, clenched the stone with both hands, and said, "I don't want her to be a god anymore."