The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　‘The matter of your parents has been spread all over the prehistoric places overnight by people with ulterior motives. The monks are already known to everyone, and the heavens must have been secretly observing you. ’

　　‘You can take this opportunity to act, but you need to remember your duty as a disciple of the Yuxu Palace, and you must not weaken my reputation for teaching. ’

　　‘If the Emperor Haotian uses the power of the heavens to crush you, you can repair the letter and send the letter back to Kunlun Yuxu Palace, I will explain and teach you with one heart, and I will not let you feel wronged…’

　　 Chi Sperm’s message made Yang Jian feel very warm. After a moment of thinking, he began to speculate about the driving force behind the scenes.

　　 Everyone knows overnight…This must be driven by a huge force, otherwise it will not spread so quickly.

　　 Yang Jian couldn’t understand why such a huge power hidden among the monks had to painstakingly spread a piece of news that was only a little bit ‘slanderous’ to the Jade Emperor?

　　 Chi Sperm Master can count, he mentioned ‘people with ulterior motives’ and ‘overnight’, which gave Yang Jian the direction of calculation in his mind.

　　 Before Aoji came, Yang Jian had already speculated about who had spread the news…

　　The person who shot, 80% is the Jade Emperor.

　　 His mother-in-law is really not a simple figure, he is in a position of honor, and he can do so unexpectedly. If it weren’t for Yang Jian’s knowledge of the prophet and knowing the Jade Emperor’s overall calculations about the Conferred God, I’m afraid I would really not be able to guess who was helping him at this time.

　　 forced him to go to heaven?

　　 Yang Jian was a little distracted along the way, seemingly admiring the beauty of the Dragon Palace, but in fact he was thinking about what the Jade Emperor would do next.

　　It is estimated that soon there will be a heavenly soldier and a heavenly general who will find him, and will not fight, but decreed that he will go to the heavenly palace to meet the Jade Emperor…

　　What should I do?

　　 He is a little bit **** his mind.

　　 “Brother Yang, please, my father has prepared a banquet,” Aoji saw that he was always in a trance, and couldn’t help shouting.

　　 Yang Jian blinked his eyes, temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart, and smiled at Ao Ji: “Thank you, brother Ao for taking care of you these days.”

“Thank me, I don’t have to.” Ao Ji’s eyes were narrow, he glanced at Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian behind Yang Jian, couldn’t help but laughed twice, and deliberately said: “Young Master Xiao has taken care of you for three or four days. They left with Senior Chijingzi.”

　　 “She?” Yang Jian couldn’t help frowning.

　　 She’s a woman, why do you take care of yourself? Interesting to him?

　　Yang Xiaochan suddenly ran from behind, took Yang Jian’s arm, and said in a low voice: “That Young Master Xiao is really handsome! Although not as good as his brother, he is not much worse.”

　　 Aoji shrugged his shoulders, and walked a short distance ahead.

　　 “Handsome?” Yang Jian looked down at Xiaochan, and found that Xiaochan’s face was slightly red, and his eyes were a little ignorant.

　　 This girl, is she fancy Xiao Lan dressed in men’s clothing?

　　 No, this is not a relationship between men and women. Brother and sister connected, Yang Jian carefully felt that Yang Xiaochan only had a slight affection for Xiao Lan, similar to the kind of admiration.

　　 Yang Jian stared at Aoji and almost kicked out.

　　 This guy will know the identity of Xiao Lan tomorrow morning, but he still lets Xiao Chan’er and Xiao Lan get along with each other day and night without breaking, which is unpredictable!

　　 Yang Jian smiled bitterly: “Young Master Xiao? She is a daughter, so don’t call it wrong in the future.”

　　 “Daughter’s house!” Yang Xiaochan’s eyes widened, and his face was in disbelief, “She really is a daughter’s house? Oh, how do I feel that her temperament is similar to mine before. My God! Brother, you are innocent!”

　　 Yang Jian is one head and two big ones, “What happened to me?”

　　 “Hahahaha!” Ao Ji burst into laughter in front.

　　 Yang Xiaochan patted his forehead with some annoyance, but Chu Qian, who was holding the snarling dog, smiled like a hundred flowers blooming.

　　 Under Yang Jian’s questioning, Yang Xiaochan said in a vague way…

　　 “Brother, even though I took off your clothes with Sister Qian, we didn’t dare to move your body, so let the young man Xiao help you wipe and scrub the contaminated python blood…”

　　 Yang Xiaochan recalled the situation at the time, and he found all kinds of weirdness.

　　 At that time, Xiao Lan declined in every possible way, but Ao Ji and her sister of Yang Jian directly pushed forward…

　　 “Oh my God!” Yang Xiaochan tugged two strands of her hair for a while, annoyed, “I knew it would be cheaper for her, it would be better than sister Qiqian! Oops!”

　　 Yang Jian banged her on the head in an angry manner, and he was deeply in love and blamed, and cursed: “Ting Lan Cuizhu will teach you this? I don’t think about practicing all day, so I don’t get some of these!”

　　 Yang Xiaochan’s eyes trembled, her mouth was pressed, and then it was full of mist.

　　 Yang Jian was defeated in an instant, so he had to comfort her with a few words, Yang Xiaochan pouted with a small mouth, pitiful and wronged.

　　Chu Qian shook her head straight behind, but she felt that Yang Xiaochan’s increasingly nonsense temperament was purely caused by Yang Jian.

　　 Aoji leaned on Bai Yuzhu and laughed non-stop, but smiled, suddenly feeling a little stagnant in the air around him.

　　 He was also the Sixth Prince of Dragon Palace, he was immediately alert and was about to turn and escape, but a strong palm pressed against his shoulder, and a mysterious breath rushed into his body, leaving him in place like a clay sculpture.

　　 “Brother Ao, why tease like this?”

　　 “I… I just didn’t have a good chance to say it… Hey? Hey, Brother Yang, don’t do it, this is my Dragon Palace! Ouch…”

　　 After a while, Yang Jian smiled and walked into the main hall of the Dragon Palace with a relaxed expression. He took his younger sister and Chu Qian to pay respects to the Dragon King and Dragon Mother, accompanied by a few handsome dragon sons and dragon girls.

　　 Seven or eight people were seated for the guest and the host, the clam girl holding the beads, the fairy music sonata, and the fairy stuffed delicacy served.

　　 “Where is the sixth brother?” A dragon looked at the gate of the palace.

　　 At the gate of the hall, Aoji hummingly walked in with two black-eyed haws, and sat in front of Yang Jian with a gloomy look.

　　 Yang Jian looked at the dragon head Dragon King on the main seat and thanked him twice.

　　The Dragon King nodded his head and smiled: “My Dragon Palace guards the world. There will be places that need Yang Xiaoyou’s care in the future. Please also think about today’s affairs and help my dragons.”

　　Today’s matter refers to the fact that the Dragon Palace specially changed the rules of the banquet for Yang Jian, giving Yang Jian a chance to become famous.

　　 “Yang Jian dare not forget the virtue of Dragon King’s help today,” Yang Jian said solemnly, and Lord Dragon nodded in satisfaction, as if he had received Yang Jian’s personal consent, he was completely relieved about the future of the Dragon Race.

　　 Yang Jian couldn’t see through the Dragon Clan, but he always felt that the strength that the Dragon Clan showed at the Fairy Banquet was definitely just the tip of the iceberg.

　　 How deep is the history of the big clan that has survived from the ancient catastrophe? The four seas are vast and vast, and the area where the ancient wild land was shattered is mostly turned into the four seas, but the four seas have always been controlled by the dragon…

　　 If the dragons were not controlled by their own air luck, this predicament might have changed.

　　Pushing cups and changing cups during the feast, Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian are accompanied by two dragon girls, and they won’t feel bored.

　　 Yang Jian talked with several dragon sons, but most of the time they were listening. Each of these dragon sons was very knowledgeable, and Ao Ji was not outstanding among them.

　　 Soon, Mother Dragon, who had not spoken yet, chuckled and asked, “Dare to ask Xiaoyou Yang if he is married?”

　　 Yang Jian stopped his fingers by the wall of the cup, suddenly a little wary in his heart, but still calm and smiling…

　　……

　　 There are thirty-three heavens in the prehistoric land, and there are countless secret places in it.

　　 In that misty cloud, there is a lonely peach-shaped mountain, floating among the stars in the sky, absorbing the stars and maintaining the large array on it.

　　 A figure appeared silently. It was a stalwart man with a high crown and could not see his face clearly. He stopped for a while in front of this mountain, opened a series of formations, walked into a passage, and entered the mountain.

　　 A glimpse inside the passage, you can see a cave in this mountain.

　　The soft-lighted mountain wall, some lonely attic are surrounded by streams, and yushu silver flowers are planted everywhere…

　　The weak figure was dressed in white, standing alone in front of the attic, looking at some place on the mountain wall, just standing quietly.

　　 The man who entered this place didn’t see her. The man sat down under a jade tree and closed his eyes for a while before he sighed…

　　 “You take it seriously, you have a good son.”

　　 The figure in front of the attic trembled, and replied in endless stunner, her eyes were full of excitement… She wanted to rush over, but was blocked by a light curtain within three feet of the attic.

　　 “What did you say?” She looked at the figure under the tree, her voice trembling unconsciously.

　　 She hasn’t spoken for hundreds of years, but when she speaks, her voice is hoarse and distressing.

　　 She was so hoarse, she fell down in front of the light curtain, and kept asking:

　　 “Jian’er is okay? He, he was not seriously injured by the person you sent… Chan’er? What happened to them?”

　　 “If I want to take their lives, I won’t let them live to this day,” the person under the tree spoke without any waves.

　　 The trapped woman burst into tears, bit her lip, but smiled again.

　　 “They’re fine if they’re fine… fine if they’re fine…”

“Heh,” the people under the tree kissed somewhat mockingly, “not only are they okay, your son has also joined the Chenjiao Yuding real sect~www.mtlnovel.com~ and became a disciple of a saint. Nowadays, he is even more than five hundred years old. He was born and spread your story to all over the world!”

The woman’s expression trembled, her lips trembled slightly, and she whispered: “No matter what, they all have a blood relationship with you. Brother… Your Majesty, don’t embarrass them, I can trap eternal life here, but please, please don’t Hurt them…”

　　 “Am I hurting them?”

　　 The people under the tree were suddenly agitated, and the tea cup with white mist on the side was swept to the ground by him, and it fell to pieces.

　　Ping!

　　 “They want to harm me! Not only them, but you also want to harm me! Ask yourself how I treat you! In the end, you have to hack into a mortal! Destroy the heaven and earth that I set! Or a concubine!”

　　 The woman was full of tears and she kept shaking her head: “No…it’s not like that…I and my husband are real…”

　　 “That was someone who took the advantage of my retreat and secretly took your red thread to him! The secret change that triggered! What love and hatred, when will you wake up in the game! Only when you are willing to admit your mistakes!”

　　 The person under the tree snorted coldly, and gradually stabilized the undulating chest. Those eyes hidden in the shadow of Yushu did not flicker from beginning to end.

　　 “Just do it for yourself.”

　　 The figure under the tree gradually dissipated, leaving only a hard word.

“I said that day, as long as you leave the heavens for a step, you will no longer be my little girl. Later I will let people come to visit you. You can save yourself what you should say. If your children dare to harm me, I can’t keep them either.”

　　 The woman opened her lips slightly, she wanted to say something, but she no longer saw the person under the tree.

　　 She sat there weeping silently, and after a while she couldn’t help crying.

　　 “Jianer…chaner…how can I save you…”