"Nezha!" Yang Jian suppressed his anger and called, feeling extremely anxious.

But I didn't expect this low roar to be extremely effective.

The little doll sitting on the round platform opened her eyes in a daze, rubbed and rubbed, and looked at him half-squatting in front of her in confusion.

"Who are you?" The voice that had just woken up was vaguely transmitted to Yang Jian's ears, he pursed his lips and didn't speak, grabbed the little doll's armpit, directly lifted the doll into the air, hugged it in his arms with one hand, and walked outside.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Put me down, who are you, you! Shu Qing barely came to his senses after hearing the loud drink, and stared at himself being inexplicably held in his arms by a man.

actually held the child in the same way, and immediately protested.

But Yang Jian didn't want to pay attention to her, just walked out vigorously.

"Who are you, let me down and hear it, or ......"

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and turned his head sideways, and the third eye between his eyebrows met Shu Qing's eyes again, and Shu Qing, who was frightened, didn't dare to speak again.

"Is it filming a TV series...... You play Yang Jian, these eyes are quite realistic. Shu Qing played cautiously.

Yang Jian didn't look back at her this time, his gaze looked straight ahead, outside the Nantian Gate a hundred meters away.

A man dressed in a purple shirt stood on the right side of the Nantianmen, smiling with a ruffian.

Opposite the man stood a woman, dressed in a white gauze, half of the green silk was scattered, white porcelain-like skin, blue willow eyebrows, and reddish lips.

She just stood there, with only black, white and red all over her body, with three points of softness and seven points of weakness, as if the moonlight on the ground was crushed.

The woman tilted her head and looked at the man opposite, not knowing what to say in a low voice, the man who provoked her was at a loss, and seemed happy.

Yang Jian, who was holding Shu Qing, saw this, his steps paused slightly, and he stopped stepping forward.

But the man in purple saw him.

Then two people stepped on the clouds, one in front of the other.

The purple man stopped two or three steps away, raised his head and stroked the broken hair on his forehead, smiled wickedly at Yang Jian, and spoke; "Cheap, I won't see you for a while, have you noticed that I'm a little handsome again!"

Shu Qing rolled her eyes silently, thinking that this girl seemed to be a little mentally retarded.

"Why don't Erlang Zhenjun come over and join us, we're happy to be talking about." The woman's soft voice.

Yang Jian grimaced and didn't answer.

"Huh...... You don't even say I'm handsome! The man in purple sighed regretfully and continued; Forget it, I know you're jealous of me, come, give me a hug for my third brother, I can barely think about forgiving you. ”

Yang Jian raised his head, his gaze cold.

He hugged Shu Qing and walked forward, the diameter crossed the man in the purple shirt, put Shu Qing on the white jade railing, pulled a purse from his waist and threw it in Shu Qing's arms; "Eat, watch, don't move."

"Cheap...... You didn't let me hug my third brother, you are really not cute at all. ”

"He's not your third brother, if you want to fight, come over to me." Yang Jian opened his mouth coldly and flew into the air.

Above the clouds, Yang Jian held a three-pointed two-edged knife more than one person high, the blade was white, and the cold light was braving.

A silver-eyed golden-winged eagle flew from afar with a cry, circled three times in the sky above Yang Jian, and landed on his shoulder.

The sky is dark, and everything is forbidden.

"Cheap, you actually summoned the Celestial Eagle out!"

"It came out on its own, not by me."

"Oh...... I know, you must be afraid of me, so you called your little bird out to support the field, a little bird, it's okay, come and let me touch it. As soon as the purple-clad man's voice fell, the anti-sky eagle immediately rushed down from Yang Jian's shoulder, and the speed was too fast to see clearly.

"Hey, hey, hey...... I'm kidding, Brother Eagle...... Don't come here, you go to the cheap, go......" The man looked at the pointed silver beak and cold eyes of the anti-sky eagle, and took a few steps back.

Seeing that it was about to approach, the anti-sky eagle slowed down its flight and landed not far from the man, jumping up and down to slowly approach him, staring at him, and brushing his hair at him.

"This ...... ...... this," the man asked, also dumbfounded, looking at the person in mid-air.

"It's waiting for you to touch it." Yang Jian explained slowly.

The anti-sky eagle immediately nodded his little head, stood on tiptoe and jumped a few more steps, looking at the man with a pair of silver-gray eyes.

The man squatted down silently and stretched out his hand, hesitating whether he should touch it or not.

Reverse Sky Eagle watched the man not move for a long time, jumped a few more steps, put his head under the man's palm and rubbed it again and again, his expression was extremely enjoyable.

"Almost, go back." Yang Jian opened his mouth coldly.

The eagle flapped its wings and flew around the man, letting out a low cry, unwilling to leave.

"Little bird, I'm going to play with you after the fight, let's go back first." The man said.

The anti-sky eagle flew over and rubbed his cheek, and then flew away reluctantly.

Shu Qing looked at this qiē, extremely disappointed, and full of satisfaction thought that he could see the bloody scene of the eagle going crazy.

However, this is the eagle just to sell a moe.

"Still fighting?" Yang Jian stood in the clouds and asked.

"Then we have to fight, let's have a good fight." The man in purple clothes immediately chased after him.

Shu Qing frowned, speculating in his heart that he probably mistakenly entered which crew was picked up to make soy sauce.

She shook her head, lowered her head and opened her purse, rolling her eyes again when she saw its contents.

I sighed in my heart that this crew really has a deep love for the three no-beans without the M mark.

She watched the people in mid-air beat around as she ate, and heard a few shouts from time to time.

"Cheap, you actually slapped your face, you are really jealous of me."

"Cheap, slow down, you're really here."

"Cheap, don't spank, fuck, your three-three-pointed two-edged knife almost stabbed Lao Tzu's chrysanthemum ~ flower."

"Cheap, don't come here, I don't want it."

"Cheap...... You ate Taishang Laojun's elixir and cheated today, right!! ”

Shu Qing looked up at a black shadow and a purple shadow in the air, and thought to himself, who is this ruffian character, sister, I read three hundred myths when I was a child, how could I not know that there is such a person in the heavenly realm.

"Third brother, take care of your second brother." Just as Shu Qing began to feel at ease, the man in purple jumped down from mid-air.

His face was blue and purple, and his clothes were in tatters.

"Little brother, your acting skills are good, you have a fight with my idol, come and tell Sister Sù, who are you playing?" Shu Qing crossed Erlang's legs, chewed Sanwu beans, and asked in a low voice.

"Acting? Third brother, are you stupid to eat too much elixir? ”

"You're stupid." Shu Qing lost another three-free bean, and thought, oh, it turns out that this thing is an elixir. The props team is really not careful, no matter how you say it, it should be the whole Mai Lisu.

"Cheap, come over and take a look, the third brother seems to be a little wrong." The man in purple clothes bent down to look at Shu Qing and beckoned to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian walked over slowly.

"You're not right, look at your appearance, this scene is over. Next time you look for a group performer, go directly to the street, don't poison others, it's not good. Shu Qing began to lecture with a straight face.

"Cheap, I can't understand a word of what the third brother said."

"You don't understand...... Your IQ is really ......."

"Cheap, you can't just watch the third brother sneak out of the original god and casually recruit a mortal soul and stuff it in." The man turned his head and asked suddenly.

"No, I checked it with the eye of heaven, this is her primordial god."

"Okay, okay, third brother, you look at me."

"Yes." Shu Qing looked at this person, he looked okay.

"Then I'll ask you now, who am I?"

"I don't know." Shu Qing thought are you very famous, should I know you?

"Third brother, my poor third brother, he blames him for being cheap, he is sorry for you, what elixir to feed you, let you eat stupid, stupid third brother, you will rely on your brother to cover you in the future." The man in purple clothes hugged Shu Qing and said.

"And who you are, do you remember?" Yang Jian looked at Shu Qing condescendingly and asked.

"Nonsense, sister Shu Qing, don't change your name, don't change your surname."

"No, you're not Shu Qing." Yang Jian's gaze became heavier and heavier, and he said slowly; "You are my third brother Yang Jian, a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren, and Nezha, a young talent of Heavenly Court."

"What...... I'm Nezha. Shu Qing listened and glanced down at herself, her limbs were still a little round, and she looked like a child who was no more than seven or eight years old. On his right hand is a golden bracelet carved with lifelike lotus flowers.

She silently moved her body and met Yang Jian's eyes.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm obviously a woman, Nezha is a man, okay, you said I'm Nezha, I'm checking now, I'm a sister."

"Nezha...... You are a girl, except for your parents, Master, only me and Taishang Laojun know, you said it today, it seems that you really can't remember. Yang Jian said slowly.

"What, Nezha is a sister, you didn't sue me. Nezha sister, you don't remember yourself, do you know who he is? The man pointed at Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian."

"Yes, yes, yes, then again, who am I?" The man asked expectantly.

"I don't know."

"You think about it, you can think of it."

"I really don't know."

"Cheap, I think you should send Nezha to Taishang Laojun's old goblin~spirit and let him find a way."

"Yes." Yang Jian nodded and carried Shu Qing on his shoulder.

"Hey...... Can you not just hug it when you don't say a word? Shu Qing said.

"Little fool, if I don't carry you, do you remember the way?" The man spoke.

"So who the hell are you?" Shu Qing asked while lying on Yang Jian's back.

"He ......" Yang Jian paused, and the corners of his lips melted into a nonchalance smile.