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

Yang Jian's voice was as calm as ever, but Jin Ling always felt that there was a trace of inexplicable emotion in his calmness.

She couldn't hear the specific emotion.

She is not a fairy who is good at spying on people's hearts, not to mention, her apprentice is still a person who doesn't show his thoughts very much, and can't see too many emotional fluctuations from his face.

Jin Ling looked at Yang Jian, and sure enough, she didn't see what she was thinking, his face was as deep as water, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

Going to see Guang Chengzi again, his face is more exciting, he looks at Yang Jian fixedly, the uneasiness and apprehension in his eyes have already betrayed his mind - Yang Jian's demeanor is indeed very similar to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Guang Chengzi lost his voice: "You...do you remember?"

"Bone-piercing."

Jin Ling raised his head, his voice was cool: "Don't dare to forget for a moment."

Guang Chengzi trembled, almost unable to stand still.

That year, he knelt in front of Yuanshi Tianzun for three nights, his forehead turned bloody, and begged with blood, "Master, she will hate you for the rest of her life. Let's find another way, and it will be the same..."

Yuanshi Tianzun showed no expression on his half-closed eyebrows, and said, "If you hate it, just hate it."

Guang Chengzi pressed his forehead against the hard and cold ground, his body was cold, and he said in a trembling voice: "Even so, Master shouldn't mention it to her. She doesn't understand anything, and she doesn't know the seriousness of this matter."

Yuanshi Tianzun raised his eyebrows with a stern look: "She only hates me, that's fine."

Guangchengzi collapsed to the ground, Yuanshi Tianzun closed his eyes and said nothing.

Guang Chengzi staggered out, and saw not far away, Jin Ling was wearing a delicate apricot shirt, with innocent eyebrows and eyes, just like the first time he saw him.

The first time he saw her, he went to find Yuanshi Tianzun, but Yuanshi Tianzun was not in the room, only her little one, sitting on the bed and having fun.

She has long hair like a waterfall, scattered on her shoulders, wearing a blue coat of Yuanshi Tianzun's crow, slightly revealing a bright yellow skirt, and her bare little feet are dangling.

The woman sat disheveled on the man's bed, and anyone who saw it would think of something they shouldn't think for no reason.

But she is too young, and Yuanshi Tianzun is a person who has practiced for many years, and her heart is as calm as an ancient well. Sitting there, she will only make people feel innocent, without any charming thoughts.Guang Chengzi asked: "Who are you? Why are you in the master's room?"

She rolled her eyes, showing her cute little canine teeth, and her voice was childish: "What is a human being?"

Footsteps sounded behind her, her eyes lit up, and she said, "You're finally back, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Guang Chengzi turned his head, Yuanshi Tianzun's face was blackened into a ball of indissoluble ink, he glanced at him, went straight to the bedside, and handed her a mahogany comb and a pair of small embroidered shoes with white clouds and gold edging.

Guang Chengzi Zhiqu exited the room, and her confused and ignorant voice came from inside: "What is this? What is this? How can I do it?"

"Just now he asked me who I am and what is a person?"

Yuanshi Tianzun gave a lecture on the scriptures, so she hugged a small futon and sat down next to Yuanshi. After listening to a few words, she was so sleepy, her little head was bit by bit, like a chicken pecking at rice, Yuanshi Tianzun didn't care She, let her go to sleep.

Occasionally, a talkative disciple also asked her about her origin and her relationship with Yuan Shi, and she frowned and said, "He and I are friends."

In this way, she lived in Qilinya, as a special existence who was not a disciple of Chanjiao, combing crooked hair, wearing bright clothes every day, running around with Yuanshi Tianzun until the peace was broken.

Gonggong angered Mount Buzhou, Houyi shot nine suns, Kuafu chased the last golden crow, everywhere Xiangliu went was swamps, the world became a vast ocean, the sky was gone, only the eternal endless The floods raged.

A saint is not allowed to interfere in human affairs, her cultivation level is only lower than that of a saint, and she became the one who was sacrificed.

Guang Chengzi grabbed her by the shoulder until her pretty brows frowned, and said, "Go now! The farther you go, the better, and you will never go back to Qilin Cliff."

Jin Ling frowned and knocked off his hand.Now she can already pull back her simple temples, her cultivation level is only below that of Yuanshi, and she has not escaped from Qilinya when she first came to Qilinya, but her eyebrows and eyes are still immature, and she said: "Guang Chengzi, what's wrong with you? I'm not at Qilinya, Where can I go?"

That's right, she has nowhere to go, she can only stay at Qilin Cliff.

and after?

Later, she didn't laugh because she always liked to laugh, and calmly said hello to Yuan Shi, and calmly accepted the fate that Yuan Shi arranged for her.

After doing all this, she left Qilin Cliff and worshiped the Master Tongtian as her teacher. Later, he heard people say that she erased everything about Qilin Cliff.

Qilin Cliff, Yuxu Palace, to her, became a vague mark.

Once she was wearing an apricot shirt, with curved eyebrows and eyes, and with the rising of the new Golden Crow, she was forever sealed in the depths of the East China Sea.

Ten thousand years later, at the conference of the Three Religions, he saw her again, and she led her apprentice Wen Zhong, with a cold face, she called him senior brother in a distant manner.

She is much thinner than before, and she has also grown a lot taller. The baby fat of the past has faded away, leaving only lonely and cold eyes, bright and bright like the moon, unapproachable.

The breeze blew the branches, and the peach blossoms rained down. Guang Chengzi raised his head slightly amidst the flying flowers, and looked at Jin Ling with gentle eyes.

But in that tenderness, there was a bit of unbearable.

Guang Chengzi said: "Junior Sister."

"Why are you obsessed with the past?" He looked at Jin Ling, then at Yang Jian, and sighed softly, his eyes stained with a little bit of loneliness.

Yang Jian said: "Uncle Master's words are wrong."

"You all advise Master to think about it, don't feel resentful, but why don't you think about it, what happened to Master back then? Why is there still no chance after thousands of years?"

At the end, he clenched his loose fingers again.

Jin Ling looked at Yang Jian, but didn't speak.

He is stern and self-sustaining, restrained and graceful, like a peony's national beauty and luxury, and also like a green lotus.

Just standing there is a very pleasing scenery.

The disciples of the three religions all know that the three religions also have three outstanding features, the appearance of the sky, the aura of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, and the laziness of Lao Tzu.

Although the disciples of the three religions look down on each other, they are sincerely convinced of these three unique skills.

The disciples of Chanjiao envy Tongtian's appearance, which is many times better than Yuanshi's gloomy and stern appearance.The disciples of Jujiao yearn for the prudent behavior of Yuanshi, and they are not at all indifferent to their leader.People teach disciples...

Oh, the disciples of Renjiao are very proud that their master is too lazy to be famous.Sleeping for thousands of years, after a long time, they don't even remember their master's appearance and behavior style.

Yang Jian has a face no less than Tongtian's, and an aura no less than Yuanshi's, so it's no wonder that when she saw him for the first time, she felt an indescribable sense of familiarity with him.

But no matter how familiar she was, she never thought of Yuanshi Tianzun. After all, she could count the number of times she met with Yuanshi Tianzun on one hand.

However, Guang Chengzi's words acquiesced that Yang Jian's demeanor was quite similar to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Guang Chengzi did not answer Yang Jian's words, but asked Jin Ling: "You didn't blame him back then, why did you blame him again after ten thousand years?"

Jin Ling's heart trembled, Guang Chengzi's words vaguely had the same meaning as what Jade Emperor said - she did have great merits and virtues back then, enough to prove the Tao and become a saint, but because of Yuanshi Tianzun, she missed the opportunity.

If she had become a saint back then, would the battle of the Conferred Gods in her last life be better?At the very least, intercepting and teaching disciples will not cause such heavy casualties.

Maybe ten thousand years later, there will still be Jiejiao in the world.

It's a pity that there are no assumptions, she is not a saint, and can only watch helplessly as the Zhuxian sword formation is broken and the Jiejiao is defeated. Since then, the Jiejiao that Wanxian came to court has disappeared without a trace.

The extermination of the Jujiao is the eternal pain of Jin Ling. Every time I think of it, it is like a wound exposed in the air. It hurts whether I move or not.

Yang Jian felt the dull pain in Jin Ling's heart, and looked back at each other, with clear sentimentality in his eyes.

The flying flowers all over the sky finally fell to the ground, and Jin Ling was blurred by the breeze. She half-closed her eyebrows and said lightly: "I was young and didn't know the severity. Now I finally understand, and I know how ridiculous I was back then."

"Junior Sister!"

Guang Chengzi's shoulders trembled, and he said hoarsely: "I am also on the sidelines of what happened back then, and I know all kinds of right and wrong. Now it is meaningless to talk about who is right and wrong. The important thing is that you are now a teacher. Master Tongtian is the most outstanding disciple among the three religions, except Nuwa, the most powerful female fairy—"

His tone softened, and his voice lowered: "Isn't your current life just as wonderful?"

Yang Jian's palm suddenly opened, his brows twitched, he looked at Jin Ling, Jin Ling's face was as frosty as snow, and his half-closed eyebrows and eyes made it hard to see whether he was in a good mood, but the sudden dull pain in his heart kept reminding him Looking at him, Jin Ling is not without emotions, she also has her own joys and sorrows.

She was not as invulnerable as he had seen, she would also be in pain and uncomfortable, but she didn't show it on her face.

Because she doesn't show it on the face, everyone feels that she is invulnerable to all poisons, has no senses, will not hurt, and will not feel uncomfortable, so they feel that no matter how excessive things are done to her, she will not feel it. Can say indifferently, it doesn't matter.

The sun was dazzlingly bright, and Yang Jian felt tight in his chest.

Seeing Jin Ling sitting quietly in a wheelchair, her shoulders were slender, and her face was bloodless. When the wind blew, her untucked hair danced in front of her eyes. Under the sunlight, she looked as beautiful as a gorgeous and unreal dream. .

She is obviously a slender person who is as fragile as glass, why does everyone think that she is so strong that she is indestructible?

Yang Jian closed his eyes.

He remembered that when Jin Ling mentioned Wen Zhongyu Yuan, the coldness on her face would become lighter, and there was a very shallow smile at the corner of her mouth, and when Guang Chengzi was mentioned, her eyes were clear and clear, as if reflecting the lake and mountains.

But how does the person she treats sincerely treat her?

Wen Zhong said that Yongsheng would no longer set foot on Penglai Island, and Guang Chengzi said that the events of the past had long passed, and asked her to look to the future.

Others stabbed her in the heart again and again, but she was not allowed to cry, she was in pain, and even resentment was not allowed.

Yang Jian's voice was low, and he said coldly: "If I cut off the uncle's three flowers today and let the uncle practice all over again, then the uncle will blame me?"

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