Heavenly Confidential

So people who are used to deciding the fate of others, even if they don't really want to intervene sometimes, some people will force the decision-making power into their hands.Tightly holding the folding fan in his hand, Yang Jian faced the group of scum in front of him who were staring at him with extremely solemn and focused eyes, and suddenly a long-lost impulse arose in his heart, really wanting to give these scum to the landslide Crack!What does the matter between Chang'e and Houyi have to do with him? !What is it to look at him like that? !What the hell? !He closed his eyes feebly, forget it, if he is serious with this group of people, he will lose.Lord Zhenjun generously pardoned some scum who were eyeing him after he finished appealing his inner activities, but this group of scum who didn't know what to do or what to do thought this way: it really is a matter of sacrificing Chang'e's beauty. thing?

"Actually, from the very beginning, I wanted to ask, why should Yang Jian decide about Chang'e?" The third princess Ao raised her eyebrows, and looked at Yang Jian viciously, showing her dragon teeth, "Master Zhenjun, can you explain it to me?" Is there any special relationship between you and Chang'e?" Lord Zhenjun said that he was innocent, and he never expressed that he wanted to intervene in Chang'e's matter from the beginning to the end, okay? "...The only explanation is that Yang Jian didn't think about it at all. Yang Jian was brought here by the third princess. Did the third princess forget it?!" The third princess Ao rolled her eyes and roughly recalled, as if It is true that I directly pulled a certain god here as soon as I heard Eleven Lang said that Daji was in Guanghan Palace, so a certain dragon who knew he was wrong smiled and leaned over, "Hey, Master Zhenjun, don't be so serious! Actually Xiaolong is just making a joke! Just making a joke!" Seeing the smiling face of a certain pink dragon, Lord Zhenjun laughed a few times cooperatively, "It's so funny." Eleventh Lang rubbed his eyes. The way husband and wife get along is really nasty!

"Actually, there's nothing to worry about. Chang'e's face isn't particularly good-looking either! If I draw a few lines on it, I think there is basically no loss. Maybe it will be a blessing in disguise, and it will show another kind of beauty."

"What beauty? Incomplete beauty?" Princess Ao San, whose self-esteem had been severely hit by Lord Zhenjun, twitched her eyelids and sneered.

The so-called speaker has no intention of listening, but Princess Ao San just said it casually, but Eleven Lang was excited!It turns out that there are still people in the Three Realms who can keep up with their own thinking and understand their own worldview!Eleven Lang's mood at this moment is not enough to express his inner touch.But as a great god who has lived for tens of thousands of years, Eleven Lang deeply knows that being a human being requires calmness, and accidents are easy to happen in his current state!Sure enough, Eleven Lang heard himself say clearly, "Yang Jian, don't get back together with Ao Cunxin, give her to me!"

Something will happen, absolutely something will happen!Even Xiaotiangou, who had turned into a prototype and ran to the side for a nap, felt uneasy in his sleep.A strong and powerful wind blew by, and the Shishi Lang who had published a long speech just now miraculously disappeared!No one saw what happened, but the teenagers present consciously put this incident on the head of Master Zhenjun who seemed to be playing a folding fan leisurely!

"Sure enough, my uncle's martial strength is not something I can estimate with this kind of elixir! It's just one move! That Shishilang who pretended to have unfathomable magic power and pretended to be an ancient god was thrown out of the 33 heavens for eternity. You are not allowed to appear in the Three Realms! Uncle, you are so amazing! Although I have always admired you, can I say that I worship you even more now?! Uncle! You are simply the greatest god in my heart!" Chen Xiang Roaring impassionedly in his heart.Xiaoyu replied, "Nodding, I seriously agree, with a face like a crown of jade, facing the wind and shaking the fan, killing the enemy invisible with a flick of a finger, uncle is worthy of being the most beautiful man in the three worlds! Even the flying fan is so handsome! Especially when my aunt stands in front of my uncle Next to you, if you ignore all the scenes, can I say that this is really a wonderful picture?!" Sure enough, Xiaoyu, you and Chen Xiang have been able to understand Chen Xiang's heart language? !Although the content of your discussion seems to be different.But why did Ao Chun put on an expression of knowing the whole truth, "It seems that this is not the point, is it not the point, okay! The point is that Master Zhenjun, who is my third brother-in-law, is a real jealous! Our third sister is still as big as a vat of vinegar!" Ding Xiang clasped her hands together, her eyes shining brightly, "Wrong, wrong, you all got the point wrong, the point is that Master Zhenjun's fan is really good! Don't move. You can fan people out of the Three Realms without shaking them! May I ask where you bought such a fan?! What kind of material is it made of? If you steal it, you should be able to exchange it for a lot of money!"

"What the four of them seem to be talking about...is not on the same level of cognition at all! But why are they still talking with such high spirits!" Ao Cunxin's eyes twitched as she looked at Chen Xiang and the four of them, who were constantly answering fluently, but always answered irrelevant questions. Looking deeply at Lord Zhenjun, "Yang Jian, do you think you can actually kill them all together?!"

"This is a good idea." Lord Zhenjun was very happy, it was rare for this stupid dragon to agree with him!In order to celebrate this rare tacit understanding, Lord Zhenjun agreed very seriously.But a certain dragon repented the moment he saw Master Zhenjun holding up the folding fan, "Well, that, wait first! Let's give them a chance to repent first!" So a certain dragon kindly treated some scum groups Roared, "Excuse me, interrupt me, are you communicating with each other or are you exchanging impressions?"

Sure enough, the voice of the Dragon Clan is the most penetrating voice in the world. Ao Chun, who was awakened by Princess Ao San, was surprised, "Huh? Third sister, can you hear us?!"

The corner of Princess Ao San's mouth twitched, "You don't really think that the four of you have reached the point where your hearts are connected?!"

Is not it?It seems...it really isn't!Seeing Yang Jian's expressionless face getting colder, Chen Xiang and others said, if we kneel down and admit our mistakes now, can uncle reward us with a whole corpse? !In fact, we didn't say anything too much, did we? !

At this moment of crisis, Eleven Lang, who was thrown out of the Three Realms by Master Zhenjun, flew back magnificently, and shouted with a kind of enthusiasm that he hadn't seen for a long time, "Hi, everyone, I'm back Now!" Facing the sudden return of Eleven Lang, Chen Xiang and the others were moved unprecedentedly. Now that the main conflict is back, their less important secondary conflicts can be ignored!Sure enough, the moment Eleven Lang came back, Master Zhenjun turned his expressionless face, "What are you doing back? Didn't you run away quickly just now?" You thought you pretended nothing happened Did nothing really happen? !

"I was a little tired from standing just now, so I flew out to relax my muscles and bones!"

What a cheat!It turned out that Lord Zhenjun didn't take action to slap that hateful Eleven Lang away just now!Then isn't all the endless inner communication that we risked our lives just now meaningless? !Facing the four people who were quickly petrified, Princess Ao San said that although Lord Zhenjun is stingy, he is not so stingy that he would fight for a joke!Then again, if Lord Zhenjun made a move, would Eleven Lang just be thrown out?No matter what, you have to be thrown out with your whole body on fire!For specific cases, please refer to Lu Yadaojun!

"Is the comfort over?"

"Well, it's over." Eleventh Lang nodded cautiously, but seeing Yang Jian's waving little fan, Eleventh Lang felt that he was very insecure, so he said righteously, "Then you Let's talk about business now! Choose one of the two, shall we?!"

Yang Jian gave Eleven Lang a cold look, "Why do you ask Yang Jian about something that has already been decided?"

Eleven Lang rubbed his fingers with a smile, and shook, "No, I haven't made a decision! I've made a decision, and I won't let you choose."

When Yang Jian and Shi Shilang were deciding whether to decide on this great issue, they suddenly felt a strong resentment coming towards them.Looking tacitly looking for resentment, I saw Daji standing at the junction of the barrier with blue veins on his forehead, staring at them with resentment on his face.Lord Zhenjun waved his hand knowingly, and the barrier was evacuated.

"Have you chatted enough?" Daji smiled sullenly.

"Well, we just finished chatting. Okay, why don't you dance?" Yang Jian replied seriously.The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, they never knew that the real gentleman is so familiar with being angry.

"What are you guys doing here?!" Daji, who was trying to press the veins on her forehead, asked pretending to be calm.

Daji swears that she really didn't ask the question knowingly, nor was she deliberately trying to push her. She was really curious, from the bottom of her heart.She, Daji, is absolutely here to kill people, not to show Master Zhenjun to dance!

"To see you kill."

While talking, Chen Xiang and Xiaoyu had already helped Chang'e who was languishing in the distance. Although Chang'e was pale, she still saluted and greeted everyone in a gentle manner, as if she wasn't the one who fought fiercely with Daji just now.Daji glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Hey, wasn't he pretty good at fighting just now! Why did Yang Jian and the others become so weak as soon as they came here. Three princesses, be careful that someone has bad intentions!"

"It's nothing to do with my princess. I'm just watching the excitement along the way. Don't get involved with me!" Princess Ao San quickly stated her position.Daji curled her lips, "It seems that the third princess is tired of watching the excitement. Well then, Lord Zhenjun, do you still want me to kill Chang'e on the spot for you to watch? I won't let you go for nothing!"

"Please." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he really stood aside, and even held a certain dragon's hand tightly in order to avoid Ao Cunxin's trouble.

"Daji, let's do it!" Eleventh Lang smiled and took out the Qiankun Gourd, and quickly drove Chen Xiang and Xiaoyu away from Chang'e, "Look, I even cleared the obstacles for you, so hurry up and do it! Be quick, Chang'e's life is worthless, her blood is still very precious, don't spill too much!" Daji sneered, "Don't worry, I will give you this face, and I promise to let her go soon! There will be nothing wrong. Pain." Eleven Lang shook his head, "No, it doesn't matter whether she is in pain or not, the important thing is not to waste her blood! The blood of a golden toad like her who has practiced for thousands of years is really hard to find! If you I accidentally spilled too much of her blood, and it will be troublesome if there is not enough when we save some kind of suffering or Houyi..."

"What does this have to do with Xin Shou?" Daji barely stopped and asked Chang'e's palm.

"you guess!"

"I don't guess! All in all, what you mean is not to let me kill her!"

"No, I really didn't think so! I just want to see a few more scars on Chang'e's face..." Eleven Lang spread his hands innocently.

"Master Manzhushahua is really wise, and I suddenly don't want to kill her." Daji suddenly giggled, "Because I want to see more scars on her face. I think it looks better that way! "

Seeing Shi Shilang and Daji look like confidantes who hated seeing each other late, everyone was powerless to complain, are you sure it's not the two of you who have aesthetic problems?Can more scars look good on the face? !

Not paying attention to the strange eyes of the gods, Eleven Lang was obviously very happy to find his confidant again. He gestured at Chang'e's pale face and said, "Daji, you said we are drawing a picture on it. A tortoise or a bastard?!"