The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Kong Xuan, who popped out suddenly, didn't have the slightest murderous aura in his body, but Yang Jian still didn't dare to relax, and stared at the elusive and elusive power of the Phoenix clan in front of him with burning eyes.

"Why is Senior Kong Xuan here?"

"Being invited by others is a matter of loyalty," Kong Xuan stood ten feet away with his hands behind his back.

At this distance, if Kong Xuan made a sudden move, it would be a big threat to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian nodded slightly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Kong Xuan.

"Feng Wu and Feng Shan are with you, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"If they stay in my house for a day, I will treat them as honored guests for a day. It's just that the golden-winged roc hurt their sisters too much that day, and they are much more depressed."

Kong Xuan nodded, a little sadness flashed across his eyes.

"If it weren't for that, I wouldn't let you take them away. For them, the current Feng Clan is no longer a good home."

Yang Jian looked at Kong Xuan and suddenly felt that it was not easy for him.

The dragon, phoenix, and lich were once prominent and noble races in this world, ruling all races; the phoenix and dragon clans are even regarded as 'tyrannical' existences until now.

And the more such a race, perhaps the more unable to let go of its former glory.

What is the difference between the golden-winged roc of the Feng clan and the ancestors of the monster clan? It's all just holding on to the afterglow of the powerful clan in the past and refusing to let go, as if they want to live in a decent way in the prehistoric, that's all.

Yang Jian sighed a little in his heart, but Kong Xuan seemed to be quite concerned about Deng Chanyu's matter, and asked beside him: "Is this woman also your confidante?"

"Senior really thinks highly of me, I really only have my wife as a beauty," Yang Jian chuckled, "This is the general I just recruited, let her take relatives and friends to Zhou Guo, so that she won't worry."

Kong Xuan nodded lightly when he heard the words, "If so, I won't fight with you today."

Yang Jian heard that there were several black lines hanging on his forehead.

Why, if he said that the one who fell down just now was a concubine, Kong Xuan would still fight him to the death?

Yang Jian naturally knew that Kong Xuan seemed to intend to entrust the sisters Fengwu and Fengshan to him, and he had tried his best to take care of the pair of sisters, letting them live with their mother, younger sister, and wife, but he never thought of taking concubines.

"You seem to have too many women in your family," Kong Xuan said with a cold face, "If you let me know that Feng Wu and Feng Shan have suffered a little bit of grievance because of this incident, I will make you suffer."

"Senior, don't worry, senior, don't worry."

Yang Jian cupped his hands, just about to say a few words of complaint and complaint, when he suddenly thought of something.

In the original Conferred God story, Kong Xuan seemed to appear in the Conferred God as the general soldier of Jinji Ridge...

"Senior will stay here, is it because he wants to become an official in the Shang Dynasty?"

A little smile appeared on the corner of Kong Xuan's mouth, and he nodded, as if surprised by Yang Jian's understanding.

"That's right, I'm now a general at Sanshan Pass," Kong Xuan smiled, and his smile gradually became cold, "When the time comes, I'll go to Xiqi to try your Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu."

Yang Jian stared, his eyes full of puzzlement and confusion.

how so?

How could Kong Xuan, a well-known ruthless man who is powerful and well-known in the past, would do such a thing.

If he wanted to become a Conferred God, but also wanted to fight against Chanjiao, then he would be able to worship a high-ranking official and go out to command if he showed some skills in Chaoge City.

Why do you have to climb to the position of the chief soldier step by step at Sanshanguan, and then wait for the opportunity to go to Xiqi?

"Senior, why is this?"

"I've said it before, but it's just a matter of being invited and being loyal," Kong Xuan's eyes flickered a little sadly, but his face remained unchanged, and the fluctuation in his eyes was only for a moment.

Yang Jian thought a lot at once, there are definitely not many people in the prehistoric world who can ask Kong Xuan to move, or even threaten Kong Xuan.

It is impossible for Chanjiao to ask Kong Xuan to stop Zhou Guo's rise for the sake of "sharpening disciples"; there are many masters in Jiejiao, and there is no need to invite Kong Xuan to come.

Western religion? And it doesn't make sense, if the Western religion wants to gain some luck in the conferred gods, all they need to do is to help explain the teaching...

Yang Jian's heart seemed to be a little better, and various thoughts arose, and he asked a question, half probing, half doubting.

"Could it be that senior also wants to be included in the list of gods?"

Kong Xuan suddenly showed a little sneer, but did not answer.

Yang Jian was even more confused.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter if you know it," Kong Xuan said with a little pride on his face, but the words sounded directly from the bottom of Yang Jian's heart, and he didn't say it directly.

"The one who asked me to take action is not a member of the Taoist sect. They used a treasure that my Feng clan urgently needed, in exchange for me to block Zhou Jun for half a year in Fengshen, and then the person who asked me to take action will show up to fight with me, let me lose him, and make him famous."

Yang Jian understood immediately.

This ruthless person was definitely calculated by the two saints of the Western religion!

Is that just pretending to be defeated? I'm afraid that Kong Xuan will be captured by "mishandling" at that time, and the saint who captured him will directly convert him into Western religion!

It's easier to say something about receiving and guiding the saint, but the Zhunti saint is really the one who refuses to suffer, how could he let Kong Xuan go so easily?

"senior……"

Yang Jian hesitated to speak, he knew that no matter how he tried to persuade Kong Xuan, he would not believe him.

Kong Xuan sneered halfway: "Do you think I'm too easy to please?"

"That's not the case," Yang Jian sighed softly, "Senior, you should be more careful about the powerful person who invited you here. Now Nanzhou is in a catastrophe, and non-sages are all under the calculations of heaven."

Kong Xuan nodded lightly and flicked his sleeves, "You can say that, you still have some conscience. When you and I meet on the battlefield, you should fight with all your strength. Let me see, what is the difference between the Ninth Man and us?"

Before Yang Jian could say anything, Kong Xuan's figure flashed, leaving only a faint afterimage, and disappeared without a trace.

Ninth person...

Yang Jian already knew a lot about this matter at this time, and various thoughts arose in his heart, which did not stop for a long time.

Kong Xuan's five-color divine light is also a problem.

"Forget it, let's think about it when the time comes," Yang Jian looked down at the big city on the north side of Sanshan Pass, saw Deng Chanyu hiding her body and walking around, so she waited quietly there.

Until late at night, in Deng Jiugong's mansion, dozens of members of the Deng family finally gathered together.

The servants and maidservants in each prefecture will be dismissed early tomorrow morning, and many distant relatives of Deng Jiugong will also be notified to flee away.

After all, if Deng Jiugong wanted to surrender to the state of Zhou, under the fury of Emperor Xin, the surname Deng at Sanshanguan would probably be removed...

What is a treasure that you will hate less when you use it?

At this time, if Yang Jian had a treasure with heaven and earth inside like the map of Shanhe Sheji, it would not be difficult to transport dozens of people. Unfortunately, his black turtle belt can't hold so many living things, and the space inside it is very limited.

The map of mountains, rivers, and land was clearly on his lips, but because of a thorn, Yang Jian couldn't swallow it, and he was really depressed.

I still find time to send my sister to the Wa Palace, and then have an open and honest talk with Nuwa Saint.

He made a piece of cloud, wrapped it with profound energy, let all Deng's family members sit on the cloud, then flew into the sky with the cloud, and fled towards Xiqi.

Before leaving, Kong Xuan didn't show up, just snorted coldly as a warning.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious - the next time they meet, they will definitely not be so friendly, and a big battle will be inevitable.

Today's Yang Jian has taken two more steps than when he was in Fenggu, the battle with Kong Xuan... There is also some anticipation in his heart.

The whole journey was calm, and Yang Jian flew over Qinglong Pass with dozens of mortals. Deng Chanyu said that he would wait for Yang Jian to come to the pass, and first go to check Deng Jiugong's tone.

Yang Jian naturally agreed, and Deng Jiugong's wife, children, and mother were all by his side, so he was really not afraid of any accidents in this matter.

Not to mention that Yang Jian went straight into the barracks and asked the generals to take good care of Deng's family; let alone Deng Chanyu flew back to Qinglongguan's general army mansion, and the banquet in the front hall has not yet dissipated.

Although she didn't want to see Meng Lang's frivolous Tu Xingsun, she wanted to settle the matter earlier, so she went back to her room to change her clothes, put on her armor, and went to the banquet, hoping that Deng Jiugong would accept the banquet quickly.

"snort!"

Deng Chanyu snorted coldly at the gate of the palace, naturally it was on purpose.

Most of the generals were already drunk, at this time only Deng Jiugong was drinking with Tu Xingsun, and there were dancing singers beside him, Tu Xingsun stared at those singers with a flushed face, his eyes were undisguised.

Deng Chanyu secretly sighed in her heart.

If nothing happened today, would it be possible for me to marry such a man?

No, the agreement between Tu Xingsun and his father was to "break" Zhou Jun, even if Yang Jian didn't come to persuade her tonight, Yang Jian would directly appear in Zhou Jun.

How could this Tu Xingsun beat Yang Jian? Wanting to defeat Zhou Jun is nothing but wishful thinking.

With these thoughts in Deng Chanyu's mind, she walked to the table, flicked her sleeves, a gust of breeze blew by, and Deng Jiugong and Tu Xingsun suddenly woke up most of their drunkenness.

Tu Xingsun looked up, his eyes flooded suddenly.

"Zhou Jun is setting up an army outside the pass, but you are drinking and having fun here!"

Deng Chanyu scolded: "Now that Zhou's army has not retreated for half a mile, do you think this battle has been agreed? Why don't you think about it, Yang Jian didn't even show his body!"

"What are you afraid of!" Tu Xingsun immediately raised his head and said, "With my treasure binding the fairy rope, why can't Yang Jian easily catch it?"

Deng Jiugong looked a little embarrassed, and cast a look at his precious daughter, "Yu'er, don't be angry, Yu'er, don't be angry, this will break up the banquet."

Tu Xingsun looked a little unhappy.

Deng Chanyu snorted, turned around and walked towards the gate; Tu Xingsun's eyes were fixed on Deng Chanyu's back, fortunately, he was afraid that Liusun would not pass on to him the magical power of seeing things from a distance...

"General Sun? General Sun?"

"Ah, what's the matter?"

"Why don't we just drink here today, and when General Sun succeeds tomorrow, let's drink and celebrate!"

"Okay!" Tu Xingsun suddenly smiled, "Tomorrow is the time when I will defeat the Zhou army, why not tonight Yue Zhang will fulfill the beautiful things between me and Miss Chanyu?"

Deng Jiugong's smile froze immediately, but he didn't dare to offend Tu Xingsun, he hurriedly said: "General Sun, don't act too hastily. I will discuss this matter with Yu'er tonight. How can she not know the general idea? General Sun can be at ease. I am just a mortal general, how dare I break my appointment with General Sun? General Sun is a high-ranking disciple of Taoism and a disciple of a famous mountain, so he will definitely not do anything against the tradition of the school."

Tu Xingsun sneered twice, nodded, "Okay, watch me defeat Zhou Jun tomorrow!"

"I will send General Sun back to camp."

"No, I have supernatural powers," Tu Xingsun stomped his feet, and his figure disappeared immediately.

Deng Jiugong suddenly slumped in the chair, sighed softly, his eyes were full of frustration and anxiety...

"Daddy, please come to the study, my daughter has something to report."

Deng Chanyu heard the voice, Deng Jiugong was shocked, stood up quickly, and ran towards the study.