"Yang Jian, congratulations!"

As expected, after the next court, what was waiting for Erlang God was a verbal sword from Chang'e.

Although the immortals did not dare to watch Yang Jian being scolded, they all showed a narrow smile, it is conceivable that they must have a lot of talking points.

"Are you satisfied this time?"

"You have finally forced your own nephew to death, and from now on, you will no longer have to worry that someone will threaten your position as the god of justice, you will not have nightmares, and your conscience will not be unbearable. Eradicate a great harm for the heavenly court, and everyone will be afraid of you! ”

Chang'e wantonly vented her dissatisfaction and anger on a man who liked her, and poured out her anger towards Tiantiao and the Jade Emperor Queen Mother.

Under her words as sharp as a knife, Yang Jian, the judicial god Erlang Zhenjun above the ten thousand people, was stunned and motionless.

If you change people, even if you have the courage to accuse Erlang God, you will never dare to say it to your face.

Only Chang'e, she can talk to Yang Jian like this, and she has never worried about revenge from Erlang God.

After speaking, without waiting for Yang Jian to speak, he turned around and walked outside the hall.

Swish!

Unexpectedly, she met another existence that she was extremely disgusted with.

Snow-white robe, long silver hair, handsome face, really a beautiful man, there is a bit of evil between his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth always have a hint of frivolous smile.

"It's you!" Seeing each other clearly, Chang'e was surprised.

"Fairy Chang'e, it's been a long time." Ming Xiaoyang greeted Chang'e familiarly, and then walked over to Chang'e without hesitation and greeted Erlang God, "Brother Yang, your vision of choosing a woman is even worse than I imagined." ”

"Not only is she a widow, but she is also a hypocritical person who bullies the weak and fears the hard, which really makes Ben Zhenjun unappetizing."

Vomit!

In the end, Ming Xiaoyang put one hand on his neck and vomited.

Ming Xiaoyang's words were not concealed, and they clearly entered Chang'e's ears, Chang'e's snow-white pretty face turned white, and her jade body in a blue and white robe trembled slightly.

With her cold temperament, she should have turned her head immediately and said a strict remark to Ming Xiaoyang, but for some reason, she never took this step.

Click!

The sound of bones sounded, Yang Jian glared at Ming Xiaoyang angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "Ming Xiaoyang!" ”

These three words were squeezed out of his teeth.

"Good, good, good." Seeing that Erlang was angry, Ming Xiaoyang hurriedly raised his hands to express his surrender. "I'm sorry for my brother's mistake."

"Congratulations, on your return to the throne of the god of justice."

"There's nothing to congratulate." At this time, the immortals in the hall had almost gone, and Yang Jian said indifferently with a straight face.

"A black gauze hat dyed red with your nephew's blood, I hope you can do it safely." Chang'e turned her back to the two of them and said coldly.

Without waiting for Yang Jian to reply, he walked out of the hall with his own graceful and graceful steps.

"This woman is really annoying to Ben Zhenjun." Ming Xiaoyang stood beside Yang Jian and commented, "If it weren't for your face, I would have raped her first and then killed her more than a dozen times!" ”

In the solemn Lingxiao Treasure Hall, there were not many people, and some of the miscellaneous servants did not leave.

Hearing Ming Xiaoyang say this, everyone lowered their heads, only wishing that their father and mother had not given themselves a pair of ears.

"Let's go, let's see if the agarwood has been refined?" Yang Jian did not take Ming Xiaoyang's words, and said to the roaring dogs who came forward.

After speaking, he waved his cloak and walked towards the Tushi Palace thirty-three days away.

………………

Squeak!

The Temple of the True Monarch, the Chamber of Secrets.

There was not much light in the dimly lit secret room, and a delicate and charming girl lay on a short couch, her cheeks that should have been pink and ruddy, without blood.

On one side of the table, there is a delicate stove.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a crisp sound of the mechanism opening, breaking the silence in the secret room.

"Why are you here?" The four princesses of the East China Sea who were hiding in the furnace, Ao Tingxin, saw the person who walked into the secret room, and said with surprise.

"My apprentice has been injured so badly, of course I want to take a look." Ming Xiaoyang Shi Ran stepped forward, put two fingers on Xiaoyu's snow-white wrist, and said quietly.

In the battle of the Pan Tao Festival, the Four Heavenly Kings took advantage of the Erlang God and Agarwood to fight and sneak attack from behind, but were stopped by Xiaoyu.

"Agarwood's life is mine, and no one can take it away!" This is what Xiaoyu said at that time. was rescued by Xiaoyu, and Agarwood looked at her lovingly and gratefully.

Who knows, suffered from the dissatisfaction from the cloves.

A few years ago, Lilac and Agarwood had a wedding that became a joke. At the wedding, Xiaoyu appeared, and Agarwood chased him out.

Lilac, who is the bride, is greatly stimulated and becomes a little crazy.

Since then, Lilac has released the evil in her heart, and she is extremely afraid that Xiaoyu will snatch Lilac and hate Xiaoyu to the core.

However, she didn't notice this herself. All along, the mind that believes that it is the god of Erlang is controlling itself.

How ridiculous and ridiculous!

Driven by the evil in her heart, Lilac took advantage of Xiaoyu's defenselessness and punched Xiaoyu hard, hitting Xiaoyu hard.

"She's not hurt lightly?" Ming Xiaoyang withdrew his finger and sighed, "Lilac is worthy of being the reincarnation of Ao Cunxin's affection for Yang Jian, exactly the same as back then, the crazy perversion of love!" ”

"This?" The primordial spirit of the four princesses appeared from the ding, and when they heard Ming Xiaoyang say this, they were silent.

She didn't know what to say about her third sister in the West Sea.

"So what now?" Ao Tingxin asked.

"There's only one way." Ming Xiaoyang stretched out a hand, and drops of nectar as clear as pearls appeared in his palm.

Just taking a breath, Ao Tingxin felt a burst of relaxation, and the weak Yuan Shen became much more condensed.

"This, this is the nectar of Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Ao Tingxin was shocked and said, "How can you have it?" ”

Ming Xiaoyang said confidently: "Robbed it, Guanyin offended Ben Zhenjun, of course you have to pay the price!" ”

Tick! Tick! Tick!

After explaining, the nectar that Ming Xiaoyang held in his hand fell, wetting Xiaoyu's thin cherry lips. A strong aura poured down her lips into Xiao Yu's body, moisturizing her body.

The ruptured internal organs and meridians gradually connected together and became an inseparable whole.

The girl who was as angry as a gossamer, a trace of blush welled up on her face.

Swish!

After the manna stabilized Xiaoyu's situation, Ming Xiaoyang took out the Baolian lantern with his backhand, and the crystal clear magic lamp kept rotating, shooting out a brilliant and dazzling light.

With the nectar stolen from the Guanyin Bodhisattva's jade purification bottle, coupled with the healing power of the Baolian lamp, it was enough to save Xiaoyu's life.

Creak!

Just as Ming Xiaoyang was healing his apprentice's injuries, the door of the secret room closed behind him opened again, and Erlang Shen, who was in silver armor and black clothes, stepped in, and was not surprised to see Ming Xiaoyang appear in his own secret room.