I'm going to fight

After Yang Yao finished cleaning the Hades Palace, the dusk of the underworld had already arrived, and the orange color of the setting sun was still lingering in the sky.

The all-inclusive meal plan that was agreed upon was delivered on time, so Yang Yao just wandered around looking for food on an empty stomach.

Generally speaking, immortals like them do not need to eat. They can get strength from the essence of the sun and the moon.And Yang Yao has been coveting the delicacies of the lower realm since he was a child, and insisted on eating every meal every day after coming to the lower realm.

Now in the underworld is like a duck to water, the food in the cafeteria is made by the first-class cooks in the underworld, Yang Yao likes it very much.

Yang Yao was walking on the street, the hell was very lively at night, the temperature was extremely low, Yang Yao walking on the road didn't know how he felt, but felt a little desolate for no reason.

In fact, he is not without feelings... right?

Yang Yao let out a sigh of relief, did not use magic to keep out the cold, and it started to rain again, the rain was not heavy, but he was a fire person, so he naturally hated water, and felt uncomfortable just touching it, but he still let it go Raindrops hit the body, a little cold.

Dingyuntian never rains, and there is no dusk.There are only endless white clouds and the endless starry sky at night, which has always been a scene full of vitality and verdant things.

The fairies on the street used spells to keep their clothes from getting wet, or held umbrellas sold by various part-time fairies on the side of the road. Anyway, he was the only one in the rain.

A silver-white butterfly flutters in front of him, it is a messenger.Yang Yao stretched out his hand, the butterfly landed on his fingertips, and the voice of Yazi came from above: "Where are you?"

"You don't care where I am!" Yang Yao yelled at the butterfly, he stared at the flying butterfly and sighed.

What and what...

However, this kind of time may be the most suitable time to bump into an old lover or something...

As he was thinking about this, he suddenly saw a bright green umbrella covering his body, and a soft yet gentle female voice was heard beside his ears: "Shenjun, it's raining."

Yang Yao turned her head to look at her. The woman was wearing a taupe-colored brocade gown with dark flowers, a moon-white butterfly brocade skirt, and a lake-colored thin smoked gauze intertwined with damask. She wore a unique tassel bun on her head. Wearing a red gold ring inlaid with suet jade gourd on his hand, Danfeng's clear eyes are looking at him, and his cherry-colored lips are slightly drawn up as he speaks.

The woman in front of him is no stranger to him, this is his childhood playmate in Dingyuntian, Goddess Yaohe.

"Why... here?" He has not been close to Yaohe for hundreds of years, and he even faintly feels that Yaohe hates him, but gods have no feelings, at least on the surface, they will not show any emotions, Therefore, he felt that it was his feeling, and treated Yaohe with the usual gentleness.

"There are some things that I want to discuss with Shenjun." Yaohe walked forward holding an umbrella, Yang Yao wanted to help her take it, but she heard her say: "This is transformed from my lotus leaf, please forgive me. "

The implication is that he doesn't want Yang Yao to touch her.

Yang Yao was not reluctant, and followed her into a teahouse.

"Guests, what do you want?" The ghost messenger who was a part-time junior saw Yang Yao coming, and excitedly came up to him, and saw Yaohe again, so he was disappointed for a while.

It seems that the male god is hopeless...

"One serving of hibiscus fish bones, almond tofu, red bean meal porridge..." Yang Yao reported the names of several dishes in one breath, and then asked Yaohe, "What do you want?"

"I don't need it." Yaohe frowned slightly, looking at him with contempt.

All right, all right, I know God doesn't need to eat.Yang Yao secretly rolled her eyes.

"Our 'Lotus Leaf Roll' is very famous! Guest officer..." Guicha took the opportunity to sell it, but he didn't expect to get a picture of the horse's leg.

Yaohe put down the teacup in hand gently, a cold light burst out from her bright eyes, and her vermilion lips parted slightly.

"This is offending the gods, are you guilty?" Yaohe's real body is the lotus flower in Jinlin Pond, and her face becomes ugly when the lotus leaf roll is mentioned.

The divine power emanating from him scared away the guests at the next table, just kidding!A god whose cultivation base is several times higher than his own can crush them to death like ants just by the divine power he radiates.

At the beginning, the part-time ghost messenger had his knees firmly fixed to the ground by the pressure, and made a kneeling posture, and his bones made a "creaking" sound.

She was about to cry, and looked at Yaohe in horror, unable to make any sound.A smear of crimson appeared in front of his eyes, like a barrier, the strength in his body disappeared immediately, and Guichai breathed a sigh of relief, then collapsed and collapsed on the ground.

Yang Yao picked up the fainted ghost messenger, fireworks flashed in his golden eyes, and he spoke coldly.

"Goddess Yaohe, this is the underworld, not compared to Dingyuntian."

"Oh? This is the hell you have been thinking about? Such a weak power, I really don't know what the meaning of existence is." Yaohe leisurely played with the hairpin, her eyes turned around on the fainting ghost.

"What do you want to do this time?" Yang Yao lost his patience, put the ghost messenger on the chair, and sat down in front of Yaohe.

Yaohe took a sip of tea, did not answer his words, but said softly: "Shenjun, if I were you, I would not condescend myself to stay in such a place."

"so?"

"Please practice hard and return to Dingyuntian as soon as possible." Hearing Yaohe say this again, Yang Yao snorted, disapproving.

"If you are also here to persuade me, why don't you persuade Yazi—don't you like him?"

Because of his mistakes, his cultivation was reduced for a thousand years, so that he was exiled to the lower realm because of his lack of cultivation, but Ya Zi was different. With Ya Zi's strength, becoming a god was not a problem.

He felt that Yaohe gave him a hard look, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were still calm: "I have no feelings for His Highness Yazi, how can God have feelings?"

Yang Yao couldn't help laughing out loud until his stomach twitched, and then he rubbed his eyes and said, "Yes, yes, gods have no feelings... Look at yourself, you don't look like a god, you people in Dingyuntian are all judged by gods." I'm dazzled by the name!"

Goddess Yaohe always thought that she was the closest to God, that she could afford it and let it go, that she could let go of all her emotions as long as she wanted to, but in fact she never got it but couldn't let it go.

Unlike the ancient gods who have been lonely for thousands of years, they have not experienced the transition from existence to non-existence of emotions, and they have not experienced the loneliness of staying alone in the sky.They were born in Dingyuntian, and they were destined not to have feelings, and they have done it for hundreds of years, at least on the surface.

However, Ding Yuntian is destined to be their catastrophe.

"God" became the shackles that imprisoned them.

Yaohe looked at him expressionlessly, clenched her green fingers tightly, Yang Yao saw her like this, and suddenly gave up the idea of ​​hurting her.

"Yaoyao." He called her by her name as if he was young, and his deep peach eyes glanced at her unwavering face, and said softly: "Gods without heart and humanity exist in the world, let alone have any meaning... ...If you go down to the realm to find the son of the dragon and return to Dingyuntian, I recommend Yazi, he is relatively emotionless, so he can adapt to Dingyuntian."

A heartless, inhuman god...

A wry smile rose on Yaohe's lips.

Putting the silver on the table, Yang Yao was in a bad mood, didn't want to say any more, and was about to leave, Yaohe's eyes were swaying with pain, as if she was about to cry, she closed her eyes tightly, and suddenly called his name: " Suan Ni, it's not that I don't want Ya Zi to go back, it's that I can't."

"Huh? He doesn't want to go back?"

"Don't you know? No wonder..." Yaohe was holding on, her pale face made her look weak, she said flatly: "Jiazi, I have been abolished from the divine book, and it is impossible to return to Dingyuntian."

"You, what did you say?"

"Xuanni, think about it, you were kicked out of Dingyuntian, but please listen to your current title, you are a god, a god who is only one step away from a god. And what about Yazi?"

Immortals who live in heaven are usually called by their official names, and those who are only one step away from the gods, or like him, who were expelled from Dingyuntian due to mistakes, are honored as "divine kings".Immortals can practice enough and pass the trial of the catastrophe, and they can become gods. They are called "Tianjun", that is, the creatures closest to the sky.

Yang Yao was stunned, he hadn't heard anything about this, he didn't know anything about the abolition of divine books...

Could it be because Yazi was really abolished from the divine books?

Why hasn't anyone said this to him?Could it be that Yazi is afraid of being ridiculed by him, so that others will not tell him?He's too young...

There are only two situations in which a divine book is abolished, one is a heinous crime, and the other is having feelings.

God’s so-called emotions do not refer to ordinary emotions. God allows a heart of compassion and a heart of punishment. The only thing that cannot be tolerated is overheating...like the raging flames of hellfire, when summer touches the ocean, it boils There is a rolling heat wave, such a hopeless love that sinks like drowning is cursed by the sky.

Yang Yao thought of the earth fire that fell thousands of years ago, and his golden eyes dimmed.

"How could Yazi commit a crime..." Yang Yao lowered his eyes, perfectly concealing the complex look in his eyes, and ruled out the second one without hesitation.

Suan Ni, do you know that when you lie, you lower your eyes.

Yaohe smiled coolly, with a bit of desolation and desolation in the smile, she looked at Yang Yao whose expression turned cold, her voice could not be kept soft, and her voice was slightly sharp: "Xuan Ni, you really deserve to be the god of Dingyuntian."

Who the hell has no feelings.

Yazi without emotion...?Yaohe couldn't hide the sadness on her face, her little hands under the robe turned white.

She is really willing to be ignorant of love.

There was water in Yang Yao's eyes, and he lowered his eyes, "I don't understand what you mean."

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Yang Yao, who was driven to the underworld, packed her things, lay down for three seconds and fell asleep.

He didn't need to think about the reason why Yazi abolished the divine books.As for how to solve this kind of crap, it's better to sleep first if you want to use your brain.

The silver-white moonlight penetrated through the window, and the carved wooden door was pushed open without making a sound.The person who came was closing the door quietly, when a ball of flame hit from behind, he turned around quickly, and raised his hand to call for water to extinguish the flame.Yang Yao, who was originally on the bed, had already come in front of him, with murderous intent in his golden eyes, he raised his leg and kicked him.

He raised his arm to block, and the next second Yang Yao's fist had reached his face.He wrapped Yang Yao's fist with one hand and whispered, "It's me."

As soon as Yang Yao heard the voice, he squinted his eyes and looked at the other party for a while, relaxed, shook off him, and sat down by the table while rubbing his shoulders, "What, you didn't make a sound earlier. Your brother and I don't Being a big brother for many years has transformed you every minute."

Yazi also sat down next to him, pondered for a while, and thought of something that immediately angered him: "I heard that you are very diligent in cleaning in the underworld."

"You are here to fight today, right?" Yang Yao glanced at him, unexpectedly not getting angry, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you at any time, including goblin fights, I am good at it."

Yazi has been teased by him since she was a child, and she is completely immune to it. "Father God Qing Cang said, you want to grab the mission from me?"

"What do you mean grabbing a task with you? Is this task originally my own?" He knocked on the table, "I said why I was asked to take out the trash and sweep the floor now, and I only knew it was you when I asked Qingcang Tianjun." Guys messing around in the back. Is chasing criminals a kid thing? Do you know how hard I try?"

Yazi's face was expressionless, and his eyes were cold, "I'm no longer a child. Although you, Yang Yao, were once a walking weapon that everyone in the Three Realms feared, it's gone. It's normal for me to replace you now."

Yang Yao poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "You know what I mean. As the sanctioner, the Martial God is the closest to death. Killing people is not easy, you know it."

"This is my choice." Yazi took his cup and took a sip.

Yang Yao pointed to a few unused cups nearby, but they were ignored.He had no choice but to take back the cup in Yai Zi's hand and fill it up with tea, "I don't know why you did this. For fame? For profit? Or...for someone."

Because of this person, Yazi was abolished from the divine book.

Yazi's eyes flashed, looking at the teacup he drank from, without saying a word.

"You and I can be regarded as a master-student relationship, or a brother. Originally, I thought you had grown up, so I didn't want to say more." Yang Yao's eyes were rare serious, and he glanced at Yazi, "Maybe I told you when you were young, We... could completely disappear from this world if we weren't careful. If you don't want to be wiped from existence, don't get caught."

After finishing speaking, Yang Yao wanted to stand up and go back to sleep, but Yazi held him back with a smile in his eyes, "Are you worried about me?"

Yang Yao glared at him: "Otherwise, I care about the growth of autistic children?"

The corners of Yazi's lips twitched.

Yang Yao reached out to him, "Put your paws up."

Yazi didn't ask the reason, but put his hand on his palm.

Yang Yao flipped his hand back and forth, seemed to be relieved, then picked up his left hand and looked at it, "I heard that Ziyu's attack method is extremely nasty, and you are a reckless guy, if your hand is injured, I will I don’t have that blessing to listen to your flute.”

Yazi's eyes moved slightly, and just as he was about to speak, his elder brother said, "Take care of your two girlfriends."

Yazi: "..."

"What's the matter with the wound, take off your clothes and show me." Yang Yao squatted on the chair and looked at him with his chin resting.

Jai Zi followed suit, untied his belt, and dropped his underwear on the ground. There was a dark red scar on his muscular back, from his right shoulder to his left waist, which was so deep that it was about to split his whole body.In addition, there are dense scars.

Yang Yao pointed at his back, "Hey, when did you get the biggest one?"

Yazi shuddered all over, and said after a while, "I forgot, it was a long time ago. This time the main injury was in the abdomen."

"I don't have any other skills, except to lie, and the young class is playing tricks."

"...You did it when you took me to the battlefield for the first time when you were just an adult." Ya Zi was silent for a long time before saying.

"Why don't I remember, maybe it's the old man's dementia... Oh, it hurts!" Yang Yao tried hard to recall, his head seemed to explode, and he held his head, "It seems to be a sealed memory, tsk."

He saw that Jai Zi was almost gone, so he leaned over to look, Ya Zi's phoenix eyes were slightly closed, and he let him watch without moving.

"Fortunately, I can't die, because the soul is damaged." Yang Yao stood up, staring at Yazi who was sitting on the stool, who was sitting obediently like a big dog, "I said you, don't always provoke me , although a thousand years of practice has been abandoned, the famous head who walks the murder weapon is not abandoned."

Yazi nodded slightly, indicating that he heard it.

But hearing it doesn't mean he will correct it, Yang Yao rolled his eyes, "If I was a child, I would change into my original shape and let you sleep in my arms, pretending to be so pitiful is fine, go home."

"I'll go back when you fall asleep."

"I'm not stupid, what if you sneak up on me?"

"I'm not stupid, what are you doing sneaking up on you?"

Yang Yao stared at him for a long time, then got under the covers, "Tsk, it must be your fault that my back hurts when I wake up tomorrow!"

"Is the sneak attack I told you about the same thing?" Yazi's expression was very serious, Yang Yao sat up awkwardly, pointed at him for a long time and felt that what he said made some sense, so he had to put on the airs of an elder: "It's the wrong way." Your wings are hard, right? You... bit your tongue."

Yang Yao covered her mouth, lay down straight, gasped for a while, and fell asleep.

Yazi looked at him helplessly, walked to his bedside and sat down, there was a slight murderous look in the air.He stretched out his hand, brushed away the messy hair on Yang Yao's forehead, and said softly: "Stupid dragon... I don't want to see the walking murder weapon Suanni Tianjun anymore."

Yang Yao moved but didn't make a sound.

Yazi lowered his head and pecked him on the cheek, "Good night, fourth brother."

When Yazi's back disappeared into the room, Yang Yao opened his eyes, touched the place where he had kissed, sighed, and put away the unsheathed dagger in his hand.

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