The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"True Monarch..."

Yang Jian, who was studying hard, looked up at the door, put down the letter in his hand, and smiled at Dafengnv, who had been together day and night for a month.

Compared with that domineering little phoenix girl, this big phoenix girl is simply the most gentle and virtuous in the prehistoric world, and Yang Jian has a good sense of her.

"What's wrong?"

"I promised Zhenjun before, and I want to fulfill my promise for Zhenjun." Dafengnv said calmly, obviously she had made psychological preparations before coming.

Yang Jian was a little strange, he didn't urge him, why couldn't the big phoenix girl stand it anymore?

But since Dafengnv brought it up, Yang Jian didn't want the power of the dragon soul without the sharp spear to be lost too much, nodded and said: "Alright, you prepare for two hours, and I will find a secluded place."

"Okay... Zhenjun, please take care of my little sister... She is young and ignorant, and she has offended Zhenjun a lot before..."

Yang Jian smiled freely, he would never really meet a brat.

"No problem, I've always kept my promise, and I will protect your little sister well. If I find a way to go out, I will take her with me..."

"True Monarch!"

"Um?"

"No, nothing..."

Yang Jian saw that Dafengnv was hesitant to speak, so it was inconvenient to ask more questions, and watched her leave the door.

Looking at the flowers falling in the Xianting Pavilion outside the window, Yang Jian felt somewhat relieved; he was not in a hurry to forge his own weapons, but it was too pitiful to see the two phoenix girls relying on each other, so he never took the initiative to speak.

If Da Fengnv didn't take the initiative to come to him, it's about time for him to mention this matter.

The agreement at that time was to 'settle' them down, not to take them out of this world, so Yang Jian did not lose his word.

Dafengnv took the initiative to propose it, and everyone was happy.

Two hours later, she came back again, with some tears in the corners of her eyes, and bowed to Yang Jian Yingying, "Can Zhenjun let my little sister fall asleep? I have left a letter here."

Dafengnv handed over a folded cloth handkerchief with both hands, and Yang Jian took it without thinking too much, nodded and said, "Well, I will let Xiao Tiangou take care of her, you don't have to worry."

"Thank you very much."

"It's just a small thing."

Yang Jian had many ways to make Xiaofengnv faint, but under Dafengnv's gaze, he still used the most 'gentle' method, making Xiao Tiangou suddenly appear in front of the dazed little Fengnv, grinning, the girl rolled her eyes in fright, and fell into a coma on the spot.

"You take good care of her here, don't let her go out at will, if anyone dares to approach, give me a piece of meat."

"Wang!" Xiao Tiangou took the order immediately, and Yang Jian patted its dog's head in satisfaction; Xiao Tianquan wagged its tail and stuck out its tongue quite usefully, shrunk its body, and had fun beside Yang Jian for a while.

Dafeng Nu looked a little strange, but she didn't say anything, followed Yang Jian, and walked out of the other courtyard where she had lived for four or five days.

People were coming and going on the street, the traffic was busy, and the "new intruder" was being discussed in the streets and alleys. Naturally, the rumors leaked from the Sabana country, and the news spread slowly.

But in Wuchen Realm, there is naturally no messenger circle like that of Tianfang Kingdom. The news spread slowly, and gradually became incomplete and unrecognizable. Yang Jian and Dafengnv walked on the street one after the other.

"The mortals here are the same as those outside."

Yang Jian looked at the vendors begging for life by the roadside and felt emotional from the bottom of his heart.

"Well," Dafeng Nu's eyes drifted a little, she looked at a rouge booth not far away, bit her red lips, and said softly: "Okay, let me go over there and have a look first?"

Yang Jian was a little confused, so he made a gesture of invitation, and observed the next words and deeds of this divine phoenix with a little bewilderment.

She never expected that she just went to the place where the rouge was sold, tried the rouge gouache used by mortal women, and even applied it on her face in a serious way.

But then, these powders with little magic power came off her smooth face, which somewhat disappointed her.

"I can……"

"Go," Yang Jian waved his hand, and Da Fengnv smiled happily, like a striking flower butterfly, shuttling through the roadside stalls.

They could have walked out of the city in half an hour, but it took them three hours to leave the city at night.

Looking at the phoenix girl who finally took off her fire feather robe and changed into a light green skirt, which made her look more gentle and delicate, Yang Jian couldn't help being amazed as if seeing her for the first time.

"Are all Feng people so beautiful?"

Da Fengnv covered her mouth with a small smile, "Are all the True Monarchs of Heaven so frivolous?"

"Why are you so frivolous?" Yang Jian shook his head and walked forward with his hands behind his back, "Go to the mountain over there, and make some preparations first, and start forging at sunrise."

"Well," the big phoenix girl smiled brightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, the purity reminded Yang Jian of those white flowers blooming on the other side.

They found a barren mountain, and Yang Jian used profound energy to arrange a covering formation to cover all kinds of visions that might appear later; then, he took out the pointed spear, took out the colorful gold crystal and Yunshen iron one after another, and polished them carefully.

How to forge, Yang Jian has also thoroughly understood during this period of time.

The body of the gun was poured with phoenix blood to wash away the grievances of the dragon gun, and at the same time, it also used the blood of the phoenix to burn the power of all things in the world to recast the sharp gun.

This process may be very fast, just in an instant; or it may be very slow, requiring careful polishing.

But no matter what, Yang Jian is fully sure that this magic weapon will definitely be born today!

Well……

What can happen after the birth of the divine soldier? Isn't he inseparable from this chaotic clock?

Looking at the flames dancing on the fire, Yang Jian was silent for a while, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Some hated Kong Xuan, some blamed themselves, but after all, the matter has come to this point, resentment is useless, it is only right to find a way out and life.

The road ahead is boundless, and Yang Jian felt a little headache thinking about it, and suddenly heard Dafengnv's soft voice asking: "Is this the name of Zhenjun?"

Under the light of the fire, her phoenix eyes, red lips, beautiful nose and bright teeth, and a strand of hair hanging down... This picture is so beautiful that Yang Jian couldn't bear to break it.

Looking at the two big characters written beside her lotus feet, Yang Jian nodded with a smile.

"Well, by the way, I haven't asked the girl's name yet."

"My name is Wu, Wu from the Feng Clan, Zhenjun can call me Feng Wu. My younger sister is named Shan, the one from Shanhu."

Yang Jian also took a wooden stick and wrote down her name. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. Under the firelight, the atmosphere was a little... weird.

"Take a break." Yang Jian closed his eyes and avoided the embarrassment wittily.

Feng Wu nodded lightly, sitting aside with her arms around her knees, quietly watching the flames.

For them, one night can pass quickly if it is fast, but it is also very long if it is slow.

This night was very long for Feng Wu, but for Yang Jian it was just a short time to close his eyes and practice for a while.

She just stayed in a daze for most of the night, until the dawn was about to break, and when Yang Jian got up to forge a spear, Feng Wu just said: "If possible, please let Zhenjun settle my little sister in this world and teach her how to survive. Outside, don't let her go."

Yang Jian looked at Feng Wu with a frown, not knowing why she said this suddenly, nodded and signaled Feng Wu to get up.

Feng Wu stood up meekly, with her hands clasped in her soft sleeves, her long hair hanging down, like a waterfall of three thousand black hair.

Yang Jian calmed down and waited for the dawn.

Feng Wu looked at Yang Jian from the side, with a yearning smile on his lips, and said in a low voice, "Zhenjun is really a hero."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, looking at Feng Wu, who was a little abnormal, and just about to say something to reassure her, suddenly a ray of morning light appeared in the eastern sky!

There are no stars in the Wuchen Realm, and there are no sun and moon stars, but there is a similar scene of sunrise.

The vitality of heaven and earth was tainted with restlessness almost at the same time. Yang Jian raised the pointed spear high, and the two treasures floated aside. The dragon soul on it was also awakened by Yang Jian. The unconscious dragon soul turned into a faint black dragon phantom, roaring silently at the sky!

"Feng Wu! Blood is coming!"

"Um!"

There was a sense of determination in Feng Wu's words, he jumped up, closed his eyes, and his slender neck directly hit the 'point' of the pointless spear!

Yang Jian was startled when he saw this, and then he was shocked. He raised his palm and retracted his gun almost at the same time. He grabbed Feng Wu's arm with his left hand and pushed hard.

A wisp of bright red blood spurted out, and the blood began to burn violently almost as soon as it appeared, and was taken over by the non-pointed gun without pulling it!

"What are you doing!" Yang Jian glared at Feng Wu, and said that Feng Wu would intentionally take revenge on him and destroy his magic weapon.

This is a dragon gun, which already contains the dragon soul of the ancient dragon clan sage! This Fengwu did what he did just now, but he sacrificed himself, and the phoenix soul would inevitably enter the Wujian Spear. It is difficult for dragon and phoenix to coexist, and the Wujian Spear must be destroyed!

Lying halfway in Yang Jian's arms, Feng Wu looked at Yang Jian's slightly annoyed face in astonishment, and from the corner of her gaze, she saw the long spear completely burning in mid-air, and was a little speechless for a while.

"It's just... like this?" Feng Wu asked tremblingly.

Yang Jian frowned, but understood Feng Wu's misunderstanding, supported Feng Wu, and forced out a stream of Phoenix blood, but the Wupointed Spear had no place to carry the Phoenix blood, so it attracted the two treasures.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Yang Jian snorted, "This is a spear embryo made by the dragon clan. I need the blood of the phoenix to wash away the resentment left on it. I know it will be a loss to you. After the sharp spear is trained, it will give you the nourishment of the panacea."

Feng Wu blinked, and suddenly laughed, the corners of her eyes were a little crystal clear.

She also stretched out her other wrist, without saying a word, just standing there obediently, waiting for Yang Jian to take blood.

But Yang Jian didn't pay much attention to these, and devoted all his heart to the Wujian Spear, quietly watching the changes of the Wujian Spear, and carefully blending the two treasures into it...

Such a casual thing, but at this moment made him sweat profusely.