The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Xin Ke.

Junxiu's two ancient characters, written on the soft cloth with a thin pen tip, were shown to Yang Jian by those little hands with some hesitation.

She took out the pen and handkerchief she carried with her and spoke for herself.

"Xinke..."

Yang Jian read a sentence lightly, and looked up at the beautiful woman sitting opposite the stone table.

"En." The jade horns on the top of her head were a little red, and she responded softly with a nasal voice.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand, Ao Xinke froze for a moment, immediately understood what he was going to do, and handed him the pen in his hands.

Yang Jian picked up a pen and wrote his name next to the two small characters, a flamboyant 'Jian', which at first seemed to have a murderous aura rushing towards his face, but upon closer inspection, there was also an endless artistic conception.

This is the 'softness of water' that Yang Jian had comprehended before, and he unconsciously melted into it.

Ao Xinke carefully looked at Yang Jian's serious appearance while writing, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth, with dimples.

When Yang Jian finished writing, she immediately looked away, pretending that she wasn't looking.

Strange to say, although she has lived in the deep sea for a long time, she is not a girl who doesn't know everything.

However, when he was beside Yang Jian, a "young man" who was over five hundred years old, he felt that this man was so tall and stable that he could be relied on...

Even if the beautiful scenery is beautiful on a good day, why leave the flowers in the pavilion empty.

"Well, what way do you practice?" Yang Jian tried his best to find a way to talk.

Ao Xinke pursed her lips, lowered her head and held the thin brush, wanting to continue writing on the handkerchief...

But Yang Jian said: "Talk to me, don't use words instead. You try to speak as briefly as possible, don't be too anxious..."

"okay."

Two syllables popped out of her small mouth, quite fluently. Every time she said a word, she took a breath, and said it slowly but tried not to repeat it: "I cultivate, cultivate... um, Sushui... Tai, Taixuan... Dao."

"I practice eighty-nine profound arts, which is the method of cultivating the body." Yang Jian decided to try to speak as much as possible so that she would not have to work too hard.

Although looking at her serious but intermittent appearance, she is also quite cute.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Can I talk about my previous understanding of Taoism?"

"Yeah, yum!" Ao Xinke nodded quickly, and looked at Yang Jian quietly, her eyes gradually changed from nervous and erratic to watery.

Yang Jian tried his best to talk eloquently, although what he talked about was all about self-cultivation and mystical skills. But the gradually relaxed and harmonious atmosphere between the two made each other enjoy it.

courtyard gate.

Ao Ji had a look of emotion, with an inexplicably complicated expression.

Yang Xiaochan was a little disappointed, seeing her brother chatting with that beautiful and dignified sister, she could feel the gradual changes between the two.

Forget it, my brother can't be alone all the time just because he takes care of himself.

The sound of Chu Qian's piano began to change, a song of Butterfly Loves Flowers, and a song of Phoenix Seeking Phoenix, which fit the occasion.

"Ah," Ao Ji folded his hands behind his back and sighed, "Brother Yang is really going to become my uncle?"

Yang Xiaochan next to him blinked: "Then what do you call me as an elder? Auntie? No, auntie? Hey, it's so messy."

The corners of Ao Ji's mouth twitched for a while, and he raised his head and laughed, "Well, I'll tell my mother and ask her if she has any other concerns about this matter. Let's go first, go first."

Before the words were finished, he had already fled.

Yang Xiaochan rolled her eyes, snorted, took another sneaky look into the yard, and sat beside Chu Qian depressed.

Just in time, Yang Jian said to Ao Xinke: "I have a little sister who is pure and kind, but she is a bit weird."

"I... saw, seen, very, very, pleasing... like."

"Really? That's good, she is very important to me."

Yang Jian couldn't help smiling, and the next topic revolved around Yang Xiaochan, talking about many interesting things about Yang Xiaochan's childhood and embarrassing things during her practice.

Ao Xinke also tried very hard to talk to him, and when Yang Jian stopped talking, she would also talk about her previous life...

Although she spoke slowly, she took every word very seriously and tried to be as concise as possible.

Gradually, listening to her talk, Yang Jian felt much calmer.

For some reason, Ao Xinke poured out a lot of words from her heart to this man whom she had just met...

Zulong and Chufeng, the two most powerful innate beings after the creation of the world, their heels are unknown, and it is very likely that they are the two strong men who came from chaos after the creation of the sky.

The dragon and phoenix clans, their descendants, thrived in the world created by God Pan Gu, and gradually, they became two extremely powerful forces.

The first catastrophe of the dragon and phoenix was a catastrophe for Hong Huang, who had weak protection from the heavens at that time, and the ancestors, the dragon and the first phoenix, also fell one after another in the first catastrophe after the opening of the sky.

Later, the Feng family hid in the undead volcano and did not appear in the human world; the Dragon family filled the four seas to make up for their sins, protected the last Wubuzhou in the prehistoric world, connected the three thousand worlds, and built ancient pilgrimage roads.

Zulong suppressed the prehistoric land with his body, buried his bones in the ancient Yellow River Road, and extended the last trace of luck for the dragon clan, so that the dragon clan survived with difficulty...

Ao Xinke said to herself that she was originally born during the battle between the dragon and the phoenix. A master of the phoenix clan attacked the nest of the dragon clan and severely injured her who had not yet hatched.

The master of the dragon clan protects her with the dragon source of her life, seals her in the ancestral land of the dragon clan, and nourishes her with the power of the original source of heaven and earth. Before a Yuanhui, she finally broke out of her shell...

Yang Jian really didn't expect Ao Xinke to follow her like this, but after that, he was a little surprised at the current situation of the Dragon Clan.

He learned from Ao Ji that Ao Xinke is the sister of Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, who is also the current patriarch of the Dragon Clan. In other words, Ao Guang is also an 'old antique' who survived the battle between the dragon and the phoenix?

How much is this? One Yuan Hui is 129,600 years old!

After ancient times, ancient times, and recent times, countless prehistoric worlds, the dragon clan has always been at ease in the world, how terrifying is Ao Guang's own strength?

How many masters of the Dragon Clan survived back then? How powerful should it be?

Yang Jian was shocked, but he didn't want to rely on this power to do anything. It's just that the Dragon Clan is so tyrannical, but they are restrained by the way of heaven and have to lie in the four seas, which is embarrassing.

Ao Xinke suddenly sighed softly, and said something about her daughter's family.

Her seniority was too high since she was a child, and the Dragon Clan attached great importance to bloodlines and seniority; although the Dragon Palace treated her not much worse than the Dragon King and Dragon Mother, she was too lonely because of this.

To Yang Jian's surprise, apart from Ao Ji, she who lived in the Dragon Palace for one Yuanhui didn't even know other dragon sons...

"Then what do you do every day?"

"Cultivation, practice...enlightenment, enlightenment...read, read some...ancient books," Ao Xinke blinked, "Dragon, Dragon Clan Wan, Wan, Wanzhi... Pavilion, in recent tens, tens of thousands of years, I have always been, I am, taking care of..."

Wanzhi Court?

Yang Jian didn't want to pry into the secrets of the Dragon Clan either, so he just nodded and gave Ao Xinke a thumbs up.

"It's really amazing."

Ao Xinke blushed slightly, bit her lip and responded, turning her head away and not daring to look at him too much.

Yang Jian's heart was beating a bit...

He feels good about this girl, although she is a little older, but he can't see through the case that this girl's cultivation is definitely above Jinxian, maybe even higher, age is meaningless at all.

The most rare thing is that she can still be so simple in cultivating the One Yuan Society, and she blushes when she is praised and doesn't know how to respond.

However, if he becomes a husband and wife with her, he is really...too weak now.

Yang Jian was just about to ask her about her heart, and asked if she needed to get in touch with her a few more times before finalizing the marriage contract, when suddenly there was a knock on the courtyard door, and Chu Qian's piano sound also stopped.

"Brother Yang? It's been two hours. If you have something to say, let's talk about it later. When will we talk about it?" Ao Ji coughed twice.

Xiao Chan'er scolded: "Why bother them!"

"Isn't there something wrong?" Ao Ji sighed, and said at the gate of the courtyard: "Brother Yang, there are people from the Heavenly Court, and the Jade Emperor has ordered you to find you."

Yang Jian's face gradually became gloomy, and his eyes showed thoughtfulness.

Ao Xinke next to her said with some difficulty: "I know, I know you... your business, no, no, don't, involve, involve danger, slowly figure it out..."

"Well, it's okay." Yang Jian stood up, his gloomy face gradually melted, and he chuckled, "I have my own discretion about this matter, so you don't have to worry too much."

Ao Xinke also stood up, wanted to speak, but couldn't express it for a while, but the eagerness in her eyes could not be faked.

Yang Jian asked, "Are you worried about me?"

"Um, um... no, don't go, heaven, heaven... Jade, Jade Emperor, no, not... okay..." She bit her lower lip.

Yang Jian sighed, and said: "Some things cannot be avoided. Your Highness... Miss Ao, I may leave later, and before I leave, I will leave a marriage certificate with Mother Long. If you want to, you can write your name on it. If you don't have this intention, just destroy the marriage certificate."

In this way, the previous promise is also considered complete.

"I, I!" Ao Xinke blushed.

But Yang Jian just wants to cut through the mess at this time. If Ao Xinke has no intentions of him, he hasn't fallen too deeply, and he won't have too much loss.

"Take care." Yang Jian cupped his hands and bowed to Ao Xinke.

Ao Xinke hurriedly bowed to return the salute, but Yang Jian turned around resolutely and walked towards the gate of the courtyard, thinking about what kind of scheme the Jade Emperor was playing.

The Jade Emperor secretly revealed the matter of his parents, deliberately 'slandering' the Jade Emperor's own face, but the real purpose can be figured out by ordinary people.

Now I have directly found the order from the Dragon Palace...

What exactly is the Jade Emperor going to do? Only after listening to the will, Yang Jian can make a conclusion.

He stepped out of the courtyard, feeling a little bit sad in his heart, and turned his head to look at Ao Xinke who was standing in the courtyard in a daze.

Ao Xinke was in a trance at this moment, standing alone by the pool, her skirt rippled with water.

What a nice view.

With a sigh in his heart, Yang Jian stepped out of the courtyard.

'Take care of yourself. '

Yang Jian's words were still lingering in Ao Xinke's ears, and she unconsciously fell into Yang Jian's back, and when she regained her senses, the courtyard was quiet inside and outside.

"Um."

She responded softly.