Chapter 11

Sun Xiaomo was also stunned.

Yang Jian...... He was still thinking about the question of "who is Dad", and he didn't react at all to the scene he had just seen.

The male god's father's method of chasing his sister is too ...... it! Male god father, please take my knees!

"My father must have known my mother before." Yang Jian looked at the parents in the picture with a sparse and ordinary look, and said to himself, "Mother doesn't recognize my father at this time......"

"Jianjian, did you see that?" Sun Xiaomo asked mysteriously.

"See what?"

Of course, it's you who flirted with your numbness! Sun Xiaomo said implicitly: "Kiss." She observed Yang Jian's expression suspiciously, but she was doomed to be disappointed, Yang Jian nodded, and even smiled, telling her in a nostalgic tone, "I often saw it when I was a child." โ€

Hey, do you understand?! You're embarrassed to show me such a shameful thing!

The picture ended here, the surroundings darkened again, and in the completely dark background, a cluster of flames appeared in front of their eyes, Sun Xiaomo recognized this as the picture he saw in a strange space that did not look like a fantasy, this time, she saw a phoenix flying out of the fire!

There are no words to describe this gorgeous and splendid creature, but at the moment when it was born from the flames, a blood arrow full of ominous and cold suddenly shot out of the darkness on the other side, and the blood arrow was instantly evaporated by the flames on the phoenix's body the moment it approached the phoenix.

Sun Xiaomo just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly more blood arrows shot at the phoenix in all directions, accompanied by a painful wail, Sun Xiaomo was horrified to see that the faces of people were revealed in the blood arrows, they were all without exception, as soon as they got close to the phoenix, they were evaporated, but this time the beautiful, powerful, and serene phoenix suddenly let out a mournful scream, and the flames around it were extinguished, and without obstacles, this beautiful phoenix was pierced by ten thousand arrows in the blink of an eye!

Back in the darkness, there was silence all around.

Sun Xiaomo was dumbfounded: "What is that?" โ€

I don't know who let out a sigh: "It's his people." โ€

Hearing this voice, Yang Jian's breathing was chaotic, his throat was choked, and he couldn't say a word.

There was gradually a bright light in the sight, and the figure of a woman slowly appeared, her body was shrouded in a soft light, Sun Xiaomo clearly saw her appearance, it was the Lady Yunhua they had seen in the previous illusion!

She is still as beautiful as before, the years have not left any traces on her, the pain of life and death and the detention of seven years without seeing the light of day did not make her depressed, she raised her head and looked at Yang Jian, Sun Xiaomo had never seen such a pair of eyes, obviously so gentle, obviously so warm, but just looking at it made people feel the urge to cry.

"Bah-"

The hot liquid fell on Sun Xiaomo's body.

Sun Xiaomo: "......" I'm a stumbling man! Three-eyed actually cried! Crying! I really cried! Sun Xiaomo was overshocked, and even had the illusion that her heart was beating again, she looked at Yang Jian cautiously, she never dreamed that such a fragile grievance connotation of all kinds of complex expressions would appear on the face of the legendary resourceful, omnipotent, handsome, mature, and the first male god of the Three Realms - Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch Yang Jian and Yang Second Brother!

But since it's a water tender and beautiful [short] juvenile version of the male god, it seems that nothing is impossible.

Will he throw himself into Ma Ma's arms and cry next?

Yang Jian knelt down beside Mrs. Yunhua and choked: "Mother." โ€

"Jiro." Mrs. Yunhua gently stroked the young man's face, a tear flowed from the corner of her eye, she laughed, her eyes flashed with a fine light, there was only pure joy and happiness on her face, she tilted her head slightly, and her eyes did not leave Yang Jian's body for a moment, as if she couldn't see enough.

"Mother." Yang Jian snorted slightly, like a child, his expression unconsciously revealed attachment and admiration, this "mother" was even different from the previous bitter grievances, Sun Xiaomo swore that she heard the coquettish tone!

With teary eyes, the dog snorted hard, so moved.

Sun Xiaomo: ฮฃ('โ–ณ'|||) _Stupid dog! At this time, a voice is made to remind your master that our precipice will be destroyed by humanity!

Black history or something, teenage tsundere or something, do you understand!

Sure enough, Yang Jian was stunned, lowered his head slowly, and stared at Sun Xiaomo, who was looking at Sun Xiaomo at this glance, his heart was so cold, I was so good! Why not stare at every day! Three eyes, do you dare to be a little more eccentric!

"Mother, I'll take you away." Yang Jian only looked at Sun Xiaomo for a moment, but he didn't say anything or do anything, and his expression became normal. Mrs. Yunhua nodded, but her body didn't move, she just looked at her son with a smile, as if she really wanted to make up for the seven years. Yang Jian and his mother looked at each other for a moment, as if they understood something, their hearts couldn't help but hurt, he held back his tears, and a smile on his face couldn't be more gentle, he leaned over and hugged Mrs. Yunhua horizontally.

Although he is "short" compared to Yuding Zhenren and Gengchen, he can be called tall compared to Mrs. Yunhua, and his powerful arms hold his mother steadily, without any sense of disobedience, "Mother, let's go." โ€

Sun Xiaomo: It's so happy to be the mother of a male god, I've never seen such a gentle Jianjian and Tiantian! qaq

Following Yang Jian out of this ghost place, Sun Xiaomo also saw that the moment before returning from darkness to light, Yang Jian carefully covered his mother's eyes before leaving, Rao is so, the moment the sun fell on Mrs. Yunhua, Mrs. Yunhua's hair suddenly turned white. Yang Jian was shocked, and hurriedly retreated into the shadows of the mountain stone, anxiously checking Mrs. Yunhua in his arms, Mrs. Yunhua touched his hair: "Erlang, don't worry. Yang Jian smiled reluctantly, but Sun Xiaomo felt that his laughter was more ugly than crying, Sun Xiaomo looked at Mrs. Yunhua worriedly, what happened to her body? Why can't I walk, and even my hair is gray?

Sun Xiaomo was a little depressed, why did he become like this when he split the mountain to save his mother? Shouldn't it be a joy for a mother and child to be reunited?

She stood up, the top turned into a big umbrella and covered the top of Yang Jian and Mrs. Yunhua's heads, Yang Jian looked at her, his eyes showed a touch of warmth, he took off the Qiankun bag, and released the three Jiao people from it, the three Jiao people had already woken up, looking at Yang Jian and Mrs. Yunhua's expressions were extremely grim, and they were about to say something, the roaring dog "Wang" barked at him, and the whole face of the three Jiao was distorted, and he looked extremely painful.

Sun Xiaomo felt that she understood something, she jumped over, and before Sanshou Jiao reacted, her body wrapped Sanshou Jiao into zongzi like a rope, and it was still the appearance of an umbrella cover, Sanshou Jiao was taken aback and looked at Yang Jian with a frown.

Yang Jian glanced at him and said coldly, "I'm sorry for you to help hold up the umbrella." โ€

Sanshou Jiao: Does "......" have a choice?

Sun Xiaomo lowered his voice and threatened: "Strongman, I warn you not to play tricks, otherwise I will twist you into ...... One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, โ–กโ–ก, well, exactly ten paragraphs. โ€

Three Jiao: "......" What the hell is a strong man?!

The Roaring Sky Dog mends the knife: "Wangwang!" "Bite you!

The three Jiao were physically and mentally traumatized, and after only looking at the roaring dog, he twisted his head away as unbearably as if he had seen something terrifying, this is a proper black history.

Yang Jian hugged Mrs. Yunhua and walked against the wind, the three Jiao were coerced and had to follow closely with the same way "holding an umbrella", Sun Xiaomo was not an ordinary weight for him, did he think that 13,500 catties was a joke? Not everyone is as innate as Yang Jian, who can afford two mountains!

It didn't take long for Sanshou Jiao to run out of strength, Yang Jian could only stop and let him rest, and Sun Xiaomo dutifully did the job that a parasol should do.

Sanshou Jiao panted and discussed with Sun Xiaomo: "Can you get off me?" โ€

Sun Xiaomo screamed: "Ahhh Flow! โ€

Three Jiao: "......" How can I get off! Flow! Finish!

Yang Jian glanced over here, his gaze stayed on Sanshou Jiao for the longest time, and then beckoned to the Roaring Sky Dog: "Come here, Roaring Sky Dog, don't get too close." โ€

Three Jiao: "......"

Sun Xiaomo's tone was complicated: "Zhuangshi, why do you look at the sky with such eyes?" It's still a child. โ€

Sanshou Jiao couldn't bear it anymore, his face turned red, and he glared at Sun Xiaomo angrily: "What the hell are you?" I'm not a bird or a beast, what can I do to a dog if you wrap yourself around me?! โ€

Sun Xiaomo's tone was full of horror: "What do you mean if you are free, what will you do to Tiantian?" Help! The strong man is an idiot, a man, a baby, so terrible! โ€

Three Jiao: (โ•ฏ"โ–กโ€ฒ) โ•ฏ(โ”ปโ”โ”ป