The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian has always felt that the one who can stay with the white head for a long time is not necessarily the kind of vigorous and life-threatening love, but the kind that respects each other, relies on each other, and gets along very comfortably... that kind.

Xinke is such a woman.

Entering the palace, Ao himself would not stay here to spoil the scenery, only Yang Jian and Ao Xinke faced each other.

Xinke poured tea, Yang Jian sat on that chair, casually found something to say, and the two began to talk slowly.

Greetings about the current situation, and what worries you; ask about the bottleneck of Taoism, and talk about one or two of the Tao that you have comprehended.

Sometimes criticizing poems and songs, sometimes talking about the prehistoric and desolate; or the jade man swaying slowly, showing the jerky dance that he has learned recently, or Yang Jian punching and swinging a gun, playing a newly learned martial art.

They didn't feel bored at all, so they continued to get along in such a harmonious way, and they got closer to each other until there was no gap between their hearts.

In a flash, it was late at night.

Ao Xinke has not yet left the court, and Yang Jian is also concerned about her reputation, so she bids farewell and wants to go.

She was already a little shameless and ignorant of men and women, so she dared not stay with Yang Jian, she just asked him if he would come here tomorrow.

Yang Jian hesitated a little, saw the hope that could not be concealed in her eyes, and nodded with a smile.

Anyway, there is still nearly a year to go. Although it is not a trivial matter for him to remove the evil dragon and find the blood of the phoenix, with the help of the dragon clan, it does not take too much time.

"I'll stay here for a few days, and I don't have to worry too much about what I have to do. I want to accompany you well."

Ao Xinke nodded submissively, with a slight smile on her lips, leaning against the bed, watching Yang Jian leave with the clam girl who led the way.

For three days in a row, Yang Jian spent time in Ao Xinke's Hall of Knowing All Knowledge. The two of them were romantic and envious of others every day.

Yang Jian also went to see Su Daji, but he didn't show up, just took a look from a distance.

Su Daji kept crying and begged the clam girls in the Dragon Palace to send her back, but those clam girls only took care of her daily food and did not speak a word.

Just like that, Su Daji quarreled for two days, and it gradually subsided.

Yang Jian couldn't bear such a beautiful woman to die of old age in the Dragon Palace, so he asked Ao Ji to make some arrangements and choose a dragon girl as her master to see if she had the talent to practice Taoism.

If not, Yang Jian will let her go when the apotheosis is over, life and death will have nothing to do with him.

On the night of the third day, Ao Xinke saw Yang Jian's separation, and felt a little bit reluctant, but she didn't show it too much.

"You, you are outside... Be more careful," Ao Xinke hooked her two small hands, hanging down in front of her body, and told Yang Jian affectionately, "The big, big catastrophe is over, it's started, saints, saints fight, fight, you, don't... be brave."

"Don't worry, An Xin is waiting for me here," Yang Jian took a step forward, and finally made a big progress in the past three days - he grabbed Ao Xinke's little hands.

Ao Xinke blushed immediately, and wanted to dodge backwards, but she was afraid of offending Yang Jian, so she forced herself to stand in front of him, not daring to look down at Yang Jian. This made Yang Jian, who wanted to go further, had no choice but to return home, not daring to force her too much.

"Give this to you," Yang Jian took out the Yusheng Creation Pill without hesitation.

He smiled and said: "A senior told me to give you this elixir after marrying you. It can make up for your innate deficiencies and help you step into the bottleneck at this time."

Ao Xinke's expression didn't shake at all, as if she didn't look like a cultivator, and she didn't have any interest in breaking through the bottleneck at all.

She just looked at Yang Jian tenderly, carefully holding the porcelain bottle in her hands, her face seemed to be smeared with honey.

This kind of treasure must have been found for her by Yang Jian's hard work; moreover, the senior asked Yang Jian to keep one more hand, but Yang Jian didn't have the slightest reservation in front of him...

Whichever woman she is, I'm afraid she will be very happy.

"I, I... I will only, will only... marry, to you... Wait, wait, I will... use, use it."

When Xinke said this, she naturally had her own thoughts; Yang Jian didn't worry about her at all, and gently squeezed her palm, her neck began to turn red.

Yang Jian smiled lightly and walked away, feeling a little blissful when he walked.

On the fourth day, Yang Jian bid farewell, and the Dragon Palace sent a large number of masters to accompany him. They wanted to go to Xiaoqian World to kill the poisonous dragon and make guns for Yang Jian to get his soul.

Although Yang Jian is the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace, he can't control the life and death of any dragon clan, let alone take the soul of the dragon clan to make a gun - even if the prince of the dragon clan dares to do this, he will have to suffer life and death.

The only exception is the dragons of the "acquired dragon", especially the poisonous dragon.

Dragons have always hated poisonous dragons!

After the other dragons have transformed into dragons, even if the dragons don't pay much attention to them, they still recognize them and give them protection and cultivation resources. Only the poisonous dragon that harms one side and drags down the dragon clan's luck, whenever the dragon clan finds it, they will arrange for experts to exterminate it.

For example, the original group of the three-headed Bibojiao was suppressed by the Dragon Clan and was almost extinct for a time.

When Yang Jian was about to leave, Prime Minister Gui saw him off, and Dragon King and Dragon Mother watched him off outside the hall.

Ao Ji secretly stuffed a brocade box into his hand, Yang Jian's spiritual sense swept over it, but he saw that there was a piece of golden stone emitting seven colors of light in the brocade box, which was the crystal of colorful gold.

Yang Jian didn't say thank you, but just patted Ao Ji on the shoulder, and exchanged Ao Ji's hopping and cursing for half an hour with the loving eyes that only belonged to his uncle.

In front of the Dragon Clan warriors leading the way, followed by several Dragon Clan elders, Yang Jian and his party of more than thirty figures flew towards the ends of the earth.

Ao Xinke came to see her off, but she just stood far away in a pavilion inside the gate of the Dragon Palace, watching Yang Jian's figure fly out of the Dragon Palace, rush out of the East China Sea, and disappear into the sky... She still didn't look away.

She held the elixir in her hand, but did not take it directly.

If anyone knows the state of her practice best, it must be her.

After taking this elixir refined by Yuding and re-refined by Shennong's family, her congenital injuries will definitely be improved by half, not to mention fully recovered; and she is not far from the quasi-sage, as long as the original injury heals a little more, she will immediately become a person in the holy realm.

She didn't want to, didn't want to, and didn't dare to try.

I'm afraid that there will be even a little more variables in the matter with him.

Half an hour later, in a courtyard at the corner of Dragon Palace.

Su Daji, who had put on a white dress, sat in front of the mirror in a daze, looking at herself in the mirror, she has been haggard for the past few days, she has not been able to sleep peacefully, her face is pale.

She was taken captive to the bottom of the sea, probably because of this face, because of her pretty looks.

But, why didn't the person who arrested him show up? Even if you want to forcibly kidnap her to be a concubine, you should write a letter to your parents so that the elders won't be worried.

Boom.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Su Daji stood up in fright, looking at the door in surprise.

Two mussel girls who took care of Su Daji opened the door and entered, bowing respectfully towards the outside; a man and a woman entered the door, and the man pointed at himself rudely and said, "This is the woman he brought over."

Su Daji secretly looked at him, but saw that the man was handsome, with a gentle face, a slender figure, and an extraordinary demeanor.

Is it him? The one who took himself, a mortal woman, into the Dragon Palace...was he the one?

But it's not bad, after all, it's not some kind of vicious monster.

The people who came were none other than Ao Ji and Ao Xinke. Originally, Ao Xinke had heard about Yang Jian bringing a woman to the Dragon Palace. She was oblivious to other things and devoted herself to studying, but she couldn't bear it anymore. As soon as Yang Jian left, Ao Ji asked Ao Ji to take her over to see for herself.

A clam girl whispered: "I haven't come forward to meet you, this is His Highness the Sixth Prince of the East China Sea!"

Su Daji was stunned for a moment, and then immediately moved forward, tears streaming down her face, not daring to lose her composure, and knelt directly in front of Ao Ji.

"Prince!"

Su Daji burst into tears, Ao Ji did not dare to look at her small appearance, for fear that she would be unable to resist letting her go.

"If His Highness the Crown Prince takes a fancy to my appearance like a thin willow, I will be happy, but please don't hurt my parents and elder brothers!"

In the eyes of mortals, the Dragon Clan is a fairy, and it is a myth far away in the sky.

What's more, the person standing in front of him is not someone else, but His Highness the Sixth Prince.

"Cough," Ao Ji coughed, and looked at Ao Xinke with urging eyes.

Ao Xinke lowered her head and thought for a while, then said: "First, first, first, I, we, no, I don't want to hurt you."

Su Daji looked at Ao Xinke, not daring to show any surprise, and stood up respectfully.

When he thought of his childhood sweetheart, Bo Yikao, and thought that he might be having fun next to a man he had never met tonight, bitterness and bitterness came together, and he couldn't stop crying when he stood there.

"Why are you crying so much?"

Ao Ji complained in a low voice; Ao Xinke walked forward, pulling Su Daji to comfort her.

Although he stuttered a bit, Ao Xinke's consolation had a miraculous effect, making Su Daji wipe away her tears immediately, and looked at Ao Xinke expectantly.

What Ao Xinke said can be summed up as follows:

‘You don’t have to worry, the person who brought you saved you and temporarily settled you here. When he goes out to return it and goes to Nanfang Buzhou, he will send you back. '

"Really?" Su Daji's voice was full of disbelief.

Ao Ji put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Don't worry, my family's heritage is so long, how can I deceive you, a little mortal? It's okay to be around you here, and tomorrow I will send someone to come and preach to you. See how many blessings you have. If you are lucky, you may be able to enter the road of longevity."

longevity?

All living beings can't resist the charm of these two words; even Su Daji's heart is pounding at this moment.

Could it be that this is not a disaster, but a source of blessing for him?

Su Daji bowed down happily, and said a few words of thanks; Ao Ji himself did not dare to look at her more, and kept reminding himself not to be tempted.

This is not the woman that Yang Jian is looking for, if she moves her mind and angers Yang Jian, it will not be beautiful...

When he sent Ao Xinke back to Wanzhi Hall, seeing Ao Xinke's relieved appearance, he couldn't help asking: "Sister, what do you see? That woman is very beautiful, but don't worry, sister, she can at most be a concubine, you are the old woman!"

"Huh! Nonsense, what are you talking about!" Ao Xinke glared at Ao Ji, who shrank his neck in fright.

Ao Xinke didn't know what to think of, a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said: "He, he doesn't, doesn't like, women who are too, too charming, it's all right."

Ao Ji frowned when he heard the words, but he didn't dare to say anything.

He could tell that the young aunt now had her whole heart on Yang Jian, and she couldn't tolerate others saying Yang Jian was wrong.

Nasu Daji...

Ao Ji wanted to remind Ao Xinke a few more words, but Ao Xinke had already entered the hall and sealed the door of the hall.

Seeing this, the sixth prince could only shake his head and smile wryly, then turned and left, constantly thinking about how he should deal with Nasu Daji.

at the same time.

The movement of the East China Sea, the ends of the world, Yang Jian and dozens of dragon masters filed out, rushed into the void around the prehistoric, and flew towards the vast chaotic sea...