The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian saw Wen Qingling crying with pear blossoms and rain, and said that she was pushed by Master Taiyi to an unreliable master, and the past five hundred years had been quite miserable.

This is really...

"What's wrong?"

'Yang Jian' asked as gently as possible while driving the cloud, "But the passage through the gate is not smooth? Why did you come to this vicious place?"

Wen Qingling shook her head quickly, wiped away her tears, and just looked at Yang Jian quietly.

She didn't know what to say, and finally she just asked tremblingly, "You, do you still recognize me?"

Yang Jian smiled casually.

I thought again, after all, five hundred years have passed, even if the other party has not forgotten me, he is still quite unfamiliar.

Moreover, it was a matter of little effort for him to rescue him. He was looking for an opportunity to plot against the three demon kings. At this time, his body was no longer here.

"This place is not a place to stay for a long time, I will send you out of Beizhou."

Yang Jian opened his mouth to say a few words, without using profound energy to envelop his body, he took over Wen Qingling's cloud and led the three of them swaggeringly towards Zhengnan.

Wen Qingling was in a trance, just like dreaming.

The elder sister and brother Longtao at the side were not calm anymore, the male stared at Yang Jian's back, and the female stared at Wen Qingling.

"Cough," 'Yang Jian' was a little uncomfortable being stared at. His body turned into a poisonous insect lying motionless in a corner, and was being driven away by a big monster. Most of his mind was placed on this fake body.

Perhaps because there is no entity and only a little power of the primordial spirit, Yang Jian is more sensitive to these gazes.

He is not stupid, he naturally knows that his relationship with Wen Qingling has been misunderstood.

If five hundred years ago, Wen Qingling had some affection for him, Yang Jian would have known it; but he hadn't considered it at the time.

Now, he already has Xinke, his fiancée, and he doesn't want to spend too much energy on the emotional aspect; moreover, Yang Jian also feels that five hundred years of monastic life is enough for Wen Qingling to forget his original intentions.

He made a move today to save his old friend.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Are these two from your same family?"

"Huh? Huh!" Wen Qingling nodded quickly, wanting to speak, but always felt that she was too close to Yang Jian, and quietly hid behind her senior sister, secretly looking at Yang Jian with a timidity that wanted to see but dared not.

The senior sister hesitated to speak: "That..."

It is still the elder sister who is well-informed and calm. Although she was seriously injured in the previous fight, she still gritted her teeth and persisted, not daring to be too embarrassing in front of Yang Jian.

She knew what Wen Qingling was thinking, when Yang Jian suddenly appeared to save them, she immediately knew that the person in her little junior sister's heart had always been this Yuxu Palace disciple, the leader of the three generations of interpretation and education, a legendary figure who had just become famous in the prehistoric.

However, looking at the appearance of the two of them, it seems that although this big man takes care of his little junior sister, he is only polite, and his eyes are not half attached.

Well, the feelings for my little junior sister are just unrequited love.

The elder sister understands that, after all, she is a woman, and she will be moved when she sees a handsome, young, promising, and strong man like Yang Jian... There seems to be something wrong.

"Master Zhenjun," the elder sister coughed twice, and the dazed male fairy quickly lowered his head, but he didn't dare to look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian turned sideways, looked at this heroic woman, and did not hide his admiration for her.

He has a heroic spirit, a sense of arrogance, and a kind of spirit, which is very rare.

"Call me Yang Jian."

"Okay, Yang Jian!"

The joy of this eldest sister also caught Yang Jian by surprise.

"You can't repay my life with words. Although you rescued me and Junior Brother Qingyuan for the sake of my little junior sister, I, Lan Yingying, will never forget this kindness!"

Lan Yingying?

This name is quite delicate...or in other words, she put all the delicateness of a woman in her name, but she didn't keep any of it for herself.

Yang Jian was not disgusted with this kind of person, he smiled and cupped his hands, as if he knew him.

Wang Qingyuan, who was on the side, also hurriedly bowed, saying: "I pay homage to the True Monarch, the kindness of saving my life is unforgettable, and I dare not repay it. If the True Monarch forces me to do so in the future, Wang will definitely go through fire and water."

"You're welcome," Yang Jian said indifferently, his eyes fell on Wen Qingling, but the latter quickly lowered his head and avoided looking at him secretly.

Wen Qingling said in a low voice: "Many, thank you."

Yang Jian smiled and didn't speak, just drove towards the south with the cloud.

Lan Yingying sat down cross-legged, and quickly recovered her cultivation on the cloud; although she knew that even if there was a fierce battle in the future, she, a little angel, would have no chance to make a move.

But it is absolutely impossible to let her sit and wait for death, or enjoy the escort of others for nothing. If there is a fierce battle again, she will definitely do it.

A wave of monster energy appeared in the north, rushing towards this place.

There was a relaxed smile on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, his own body had already been obtained...

He stopped the cloud, glanced at the three of them, and said: "Go south, and you will be able to leave Beizhou before I fight the demon clan. There is too much miasma in Beizhou, and the idlers can't move it, so you can worry about it. Go, don't come back, lest they catch me and threaten me."

What Yang Jian said was actually a bit hurtful, but it was intentional.

The three of them were not ignorant monks, both Lan Yingying and Wang Qingyuan bowed to Yang Jian and said goodbye, for fear of dragging Yang Jian down.

Wen Qingling said in a low voice: "Do you have to fight? Can you go?"

Yang Jian absolutely couldn't tell Wen Qingling that his body was just a fake body, so he could only say righteously: "If I flee without fighting, what kind of disciple am I? Go, if I lose, I have my own way out of the battle."

Wen Qingling was a little worried, but she also regained some sense, and was dragged by Lan Yingying to fly south.

She kept turning her head, but all she saw was Yang Jian's motionless figure standing on the cloud.

He is Xiongguan and Shanyue...

Indestructible, standing firm.

Lan Yingying saw the 'obsession' in the eyes of the little junior sister, sighed, and flew faster.

Half an hour ago, when Yang Jian rescued Wen Qingling, he directly beheaded two golden fairy monsters, only one of them reacted quickly and flew towards the north.

But the big demon didn't know that the moment he fled in a hurry, Yang Jian's body was wrapped in profound energy and paused for a moment, and then continued to chase and kill him with a 'violence'.

If the golden fairy could sense the 'strangeness' of this scene, he would naturally be able to see Yang Jian's 'trick', but the big demon was frightened by Yang Jian at the time, and wanted to escape in a hurry, how could he distinguish and notice it?

Yang Jian's 'false body' chased the big monster for a while, continuously releasing gun shadows and black handles, and even took the opportunity to wrap himself in the black handle which had turned into a tiny poisonous insect and threw it over.

The big monster was seriously injured, urging the power of the source, and his figure became faster and faster, gradually leaving 'Yang Jian' behind.

'Yang Jian' cast a few vertical golden lights, then snorted coldly at the big monster going away, and turned to look after the few human monks...

This process is reasonable, except for Yang Jian's momentary pause, it can be said to be flawless.

The big demon also said that he escaped with his life by chance, but he didn't know that under the collar of his back, a black bug was crawling quietly, and the barbs on his legs gently hooked the damaged part of the big demon's brocade clothes...

Chasing the clouds and riding the wind all the way, he fled so embarrassingly, the demon king didn't dare to stop at all, and flew all the way to Xuanyuan Tomb.

"Yang, Yang Jian! Yang Jian has appeared! Yang Jian!"

He yelled, but was stopped by two warriors guarding the gate; the complexions of the two gatekeepers changed greatly, and one of them rushed to report inside, but in the long corridor at the entrance of Xuanyuan Tomb, dozens of figures had already rushed towards him.

No one noticed that a small bug flew onto the sleeve of a general guarding the gate, changed color slightly, and merged with the iron-colored sleeve.

Almost as soon as Yang Jian 'transferred', strands of divine consciousness began to scan the whole body of the seriously injured monster, which shocked Yang Jian into a cold sweat

A big Luo Jinyao suddenly raised his foot and kicked the seriously injured big monster's chest, almost killing half of the big monster's life.

"Bastard! I don't know how to use my brain! Aren't you exposing us to be ambushing here!"

The big demon lying on the ground was taken aback for a moment, then his body trembled a few times, and he clenched his fists tightly.

"Commander, I just want, I just want to come back and report quickly..."

"Quickly, take him in to meet the ancestor! Let's chase him in the direction he came from!" A big golden monster with a snake head and a human body shouted, and rushed out with a group of monster clans, and a wave of monster energy appeared outside Xuanyuan Tomb.

"Forget it, you, take him in! It's a waste to his grandma's house!"

The big Luo Jinyao who kicked people cursed a few words to no avail, turned around and chased outside.

Two door gods from the Heavenly Wonderland, who pretended to be goalkeepers, lifted the big monster lying on the ground with their monster power. One of them continued to guard the entrance of the cave with a hatchet, and the other led the big monster towards the long corridor.

Xuanyuan Tomb.

Finally came in.

Yang Jian didn't dare to stay longer. At the end of the tunnel, he quietly left the cuff of the gatekeeper demon general, flew to the side of the stone wall, observed for a while according to the identification method Xuanyuan Huangdi said, chose a cave, and went to a 'jedi' on the outer layer.