Cherishing the present is the right choice for them.

"I'll talk to him in the future, Zhao Yanxing's matter is the most important thing, I'll go with you, you go alone, I don't worry." Yang Jian said a few words, he and Ling Chen saw how deep the fate of Shangcang dug for them, and now Yang Can's matter is the most important, in case there is any accident along the way, it is really no way to ask for help.

"Well, okay then." Yang Can gave up and persuaded Yang Jian, he would follow if he wanted to, maybe it would come in handy at that time.

Just as Yang Jian and Yang Can walked out of the door, the heavy rain poured down, and it was inexplicable, "It seems that the rain will not stop for a while, let's wait and then go on the road." ”

Although Yang Can was anxious, he had no choice but to go back to the room with Yang Jian, and extended the stay, and as soon as he entered the house, a handsome young man who was wet appeared out of thin air, shook his wet long hair, and splashed water.

"Oh, don't move anymore, I'm dizzy." Yang Can screamed strangely, and when he saw clearly that the person who came was Nezha, he stopped Nezha's behavior of turning around and throwing his hair, and instructed Yang Jian, "You go and get a dry towel here." ”

Yang Jian naturally went to the basin stand and took a dry towel and handed it to Yang Can, Yang Can grabbed Nezha's arm and wiped him carefully, "Although you are an immortal, but now you are in the world, you can no longer use spells, and you should have the appearance of a mortal in the world." ”

"Shouldn't you marry as a mortal?" Nezha lowered his head and obediently let Yang Can wipe it for himself, remembering that he got married in the early morning and today, and said sullenly.

Because he chose the life of a mortal, he had to marry a wife and have children in the early hours of the morning, and live an ordinary life? But did Ling Chen forget that he was not an ordinary person, and he couldn't grow old with that mortal at all. Staying together is something that can only be done between you and your lover, and Ling Ling is in love with that mortal, will she be willing to marry? If that's the case, Nezha really feels worthless for Yang Jian.

Thinking of Yang Jian, Nezha didn't say hello, raised his head recklessly, and just hit Yang Can's chin, because the force was a little violent, Yang Can hugged his chin, screamed in pain, tears overflowed from his sockets, shiny like a poor puppy.

"It's okay" Yang Jian immediately got up from the seat, put down the teacup in his hand, and hurriedly came to Yang Can's side, rubbing his chin gently, "How old are you, you are still frizzy in doing things, and you have been with Moqiang for so long, why didn't he turn your impetuous temperament." ”

"I'm fine, don't talk about Nezha." Yang Can raised his chin and excused Nezha.

At the mention of Demon Qiang, Nezha's eyes turned red, and he tilted his head sullenly, "Don't mention him to me." "For Moqiang's concealment, Nezha is extremely unhappy.

Hmph, the more Mo Qiang didn't want Yang Jian to know, the more he had to tell Yang Jian that it was best to rob his relatives and be angry with Mo Qiang, the bastard!

After making up his mind, Nezha coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said nervously, "Yang Jian, I have something important to tell you, and you have to be mentally prepared to die." ”

Yang Jian rubbed his chin for Yang Can intently, and said indifferently, "You say." "There is nothing in this world that can make his heart die, I don't know what kind of demon this Nezha is doing!

"We're married today." Nezha's eyes closed, looking at death as home, ahhh

The movements of his hands paused, and then kneading as usual, Yang Jian's indifferent face did not change in the slightest, Nezha carefully observed, refused to let go of a trace of subtleties, and did not find anything unusual, and couldn't help but be discouraged, "You're not angry?" ”

"Angry, angry what?" Yang Jian glanced at Nezha with the look of an idiot, and then took out a tube of ointment from his sleeve and gave it to Yang Can's palm, "Nezha's head is an iron head, and it is estimated that there is no effect with a hot water compress, and if you use this compress, it will not swell." ”

Yang Can took it with a sigh, "Yang Jian, are you okay?" Looking at Yang Jian's appearance as usual, I really couldn't see his attitude, whether he was angry, angry, hurt or unhindered.

"It's a good thing to get married in the early morning, it proves that he has found the love in his heart, why should I be angry, I should be happy for him, bless him." Yang Jian returned to the table like no one, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, his dry throat was suddenly much more relaxed, and a pair of cold eyes looked out of the window intentionally or unintentionally.

"You let go of your feelings for Ling Chen?" Nezha was suspicious, not like ah, he witnessed how good Yang Jian was to Ling Chen, and it was impossible to let it go easily, "Yang Jian, you don't want to know who the object of the marriage is in the early morning, why did he want to get married?" ”

Yang Jian stood by the window with his hands in his hands, staring at the flying rain outside, silent.

"I heard that Ling Chen married an ordinary woman in the world, and according to that statement, it should be a marriage to a son." Before leaving, Nezha deliberately inquired about the reason, only to understand that the early morning had made the girl's belly bigger and had to get married.

Men, as long as Yang Jian loves him deeply, it would be good if he could forgive Ling Chen, talk to that girl well, and give birth to a child and let them raise it.

Yang Jian's body was concussive, his brain was buzzing, he not only married a woman in the world, but also had a child?

Now Nezha can see Yang Jian's true state of mind, and he didn't miss the bleakness that flashed in his eyes. "Yang Jian, if you still like him, before the wedding, it's too late to hurry up, and when you worship the church, it'll be too late. Big men, there will be times when they make mistakes, and they will pass with one eye open and one eye closed. ”

Yang Jian didn't respond, and in just a moment, his mind turned a thousand times. Nezha's words, the reason why he was as calm as a mountain was not that he didn't care, but that he didn't take it seriously at all, because he felt that no one could make Ling Chen happy to the point of marrying, so he didn't worry, he just thought that Nezha used the agitation method to force him, but he didn't expect it to be true.

The blow was a bit harder.

"The children are all here, presumably they have been together for a long time, robbing relatives or something, I can't mention it again, I just didn't hear it." Yang Jian snorted.

If he doesn't want to marry, no one can force Ling Chen, just because he wants to marry, even so, even if he goes, Ling Chen will not leave with him.

What's more, the woman already has the flesh and blood of the early morning, no matter how selfless he loves, he will mind, he doesn't want to say in his conscience that he doesn't care now, and when the child grows up in the future, he will be in pain.

Because the child is early in the morning, if he is raised by his side, he is destined to not be able to treat each other wholeheartedly, and it would be good if he was not tortured to death. Thinking of the lingering sorrow in the National Teacher's Mansion that night, Yang Jian's eyes were sour, and the bitterness in his heart became a disaster, for Ling Chen, I am afraid that it will be a stain on his life.

But for him, it is the only bright color for the rest of his life.

In normal times, Yang Can would definitely take the initiative to comfort Yang Jian, or persuade him not to give up easily, but this situation is really special, I don't know where to start, so I can only shut up, gently pull Nezha's sleeve, and pull the person out of the door, "Let's go downstairs to order food first, and you can rest for a while." Before leaving, he intimately took the door for Yang Jian.

What Yang Jian needs most now is to be quiet alone for a while, and to digest the blow of destruction alone. Yang Can can see how deeply Yang Jian's love is in the early morning, but he can't selfishly persuade Yang Jian to do irrational things, after all, the other party is pregnant, no matter what he says or does, it is too cruel and unfair to appear at the wedding and snatch someone else's groom.

People who love each other don't necessarily have to be together, just have their hearts in one place. Yang Can has experienced ups and downs, but he is more calm than Nezha, and is more mature than Yang Jian's way of doing things.

The dreary sky was overcast and low, and hot fireballs rolled, and the occasional wisp of wind blew by, and it was swallowed up without a trace. Demon Qiang stepped on the pen, and not long after he left, he was drenched by the rain of the raid.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a good sunny day to suddenly be covered with dark clouds and rain, and it must be a major accident in the world that has disrupted the order. Last time, the fall of Luo Shen left a deep impression on Mo Qiang's heart, if it wasn't for Luo Shen's spell before he died, I am afraid that the first catastrophe ushered in by the world was from the ancient gods of the heavenly realm.

A pair of brains, the demon Qiang agitated the pen immediately flew to Xinghua Village, that time the top of the mountain to visit the early morning felt strange, the early morning is not a frivolous person, how can it be inexplicably teasing a woman, if it is really so flashy, the fiber car has already been taken down, and I have to wait for a simple and unpretentious woman in the world. And that time he saw Ling Chen, Ling Chen's face was pale and confused, and he mistakenly thought that his surprise visit scared Ling Chen, so it would be like this, but now I think about it, it is not like this.

The sky was completely dark, and the curtain was like a black hole, as if it was about to suck people's souls away. Nezha slipped away from under Yang Can's nose and sneaked back to the room, Yang Jian still stood in front of the window with his hands in his hands, meditating in a dull manner.

"Yang Jian, you really can't let go of the early morning to grab your relatives." Nezha persuaded again.

Yang Jian was stunned, chuckled, and the corners of his mouth turned up, "Do you want Moqiang to stop you?" The playful expression was cut under a shadow, not very distinct.

"I" Nezha poked his little finger in annoyance, and said unhappily: "Then forget it, you can do it alone." "Crooked thoughts, "You can see each other frankly when you have put it down in the early morning, his wedding, after all, is a major event, only once in your life, if you don't go to his wedding, take Yang Can with you, and be angry with him." ”

"Alas" sighed silently and rolled up tiredly, "Yang Can is in a hurry to go to Xian'an City to save Zhao Yanxing, I don't worry about him alone, I have to accompany him." "Rounding around the corner and making a big circle, isn't it just a hint that I won't go.

Looking at Nezha's lost little expression, Yang Jian always felt the need to explain again, "Nezha, you are always afraid that you will snatch Moqiang in the early morning, and now that he is getting married, you don't have to worry about it anymore." ”

"But the mortal who marries in the early morning will die, he won't, that woman will grow old, he won't. Why did Ling Chen grieve himself so much. Nezha shouted out his inner words excitedly, "I don't understand why you care about each other when you obviously care about each other, why do you want to miss it." "Saying that Ling Chen doesn't like Yang Jian is like saying that there is no sunny day in this world.

Yang Jian covered his lips and chuckled, "How do you like it, how you don't like it, he has his pursuit, I have my pursuit, and I don't interfere with each other." "That woman has a child in the early morning, what can he do, is it possible to be generous and serve a husband with a woman? He Yang Jian disdained.

"Okay, Nezha, what should you do, I have to go to Xian'an City with Nezha tomorrow." If Nezha came just for the early hours of the morning, then he would have to unceremoniously issue an eviction order.

The sky was already completely dark, and when the Demon Qiang rushed to Xinghua Village eagerly, there was a strong smell of blood, and the black fog in the sky was heavy and pressed on the head of Xinghua Village, as if engulfing this small village.

Demon Qiang's pupils shrank, his fingertips trembled, and he shuttled through the pile of dead people in Xinghua Village, looking for Ling Chen. He was just a little late, how could he be so frightened, who was the other party, why was he so cruel, he actually killed a powerless mortal, how much hatred could he do such a cruel thing.