Swish!

A snow-white figure suddenly appeared on the big stone outside the dungeon, standing proudly, and was greeted by the eyes of these heavenly soldiers and generals to whom the True Monarch Temple belonged.

"Meet the True King."

The heavenly soldiers were dazzled at first, and then saw clearly who the person who appeared in front of them was, and bowed down together.

"Ben Zhenjun wants to visit the Three Virgins." Ming Xiaoyang glanced at these people and commanded lightly.

"Yes, Zhenjun!"

There are many people who served under Ming Xiaoyang in the past years, so the lord Yu Wei is still there, and the current master is a friend of the old master, so he naturally does not dare to disobey the slightest.

At the sound of an order, someone opened the cell door and invited Ming Xiaoyang to enter.

Tick! Tick! Tick!

In the Huashan dungeon, the familiar sound of water droplets sounded.

Yang Chan, who described the haggard Three Holy Mother, sat in the pillar of light, listening to the movements around her, and the almost exhausted Yuan Shen sensed a familiar breath.

Swish!

Looking in, I saw a familiar figure stepping in.

"It's you!" Seeing the person in front of her clearly, Yang Chan had a complicated expression and called.

"How?" Ming Xiaoyang looked at Yang Chan and said casually, "It's me, do you feel weird?" ”

"It's kind of weird, indeed." The corners of Yang Chan's thin mouth flashed with a mocking smile, "I really didn't expect that you would be my second brother's friend." ”

"I also teamed up with my second brother to deal with agarwood."

Before Agarwood went to heaven, she came to Huashan once and told Yang Chan everything that had happened recently, and also let her know what kind of existence the master she chose for Agarwood was.

"How?" Ming Xiaoyang naturally paced, "Do you treat me as an enemy now?" ”

"What do you say?" Yang Chan sneered and asked rhetorically.

Ming Xiaoyang didn't care and said: "Whatever, anyway, you have an ordinary relationship with me, what you think of me has nothing to do with me." ”

"The reason why Ben Zhenjun accepted agarwood as an apprentice is because he wants to have some fun in his life. Otherwise, even if your family is killed by Yang Jian in front of me, I don't bother to interfere! ”

"You!" When Yang Chan heard this, her clear heart jumped, her beautiful eyes oozed a trace of sadness, and she cried out in a lost voice, "What do you mean by this?" ”

"Didn't you ever like me?"

"Like you?" Ming Xiaoyang couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, "Yang Chan, may I ask, where did you come to the conclusion that I like you?" ”

"This?" For a long time, Yang Chan has been wishful thinking that the other party loves her. I don't know how to get such an answer today.

Leng was there, trembling like duckweed in the wind, thinking about everything about himself and the other party.

Guan Jiangkou's first encounter, several times of kindness, and his move to return the Baolian lantern to her.

The convergence of bits by bit made Yang Chan extremely convinced of this.

But now, looking back on all this, it is so pale, not even the slightest warmth.

Could it be that she is really self-inflicted?

"Girl, you're really not your average stupid." Seeing that Yang Chan was sluggish, Ming Xiaoyang commented earnestly.

"Ben Zhenjun is here this time, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

"Bad news!" Yang Chan came back to her senses, her face was sad, and she said lightly.

"The bad news is that your precious son is about to be out of luck." Ming Xiaoyang analyzed sharply, "The Queen Mother will never forgive you, with the impulsive and reckless nature of Agarwood, only a little clever, and no great wisdom at all, she may turn her face at any time." ”

"Now it's a peach event, if it really makes trouble, no one can save him!"

Boom!

Yang Chan's clear heart beat violently, and she felt uneasy for no reason, only to feel that something bad had happened.

Agarwood, it must be that something happened to the agarwood!

"Now, it's time to say the good news." Seeing that Yang Chan's face was ugly, Ming Xiaoyang closed it when he saw it.

Yang Chan mourned more than her heart died, and said bitterly: "Good news? What good news could there be now? ”

Ming Xiaoyang made a straight face and said, "Of course there is, that is, your precious son will not die." ”

"Just because others can't save him doesn't mean I can't save him."

"I haven't seen enough of this good show, and I can't bear to end it so soon."

When Yang Chan heard this, the big stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she begged: "Brother Ming, everything is entrusted to you." ”

"Don't worry." Ming Xiaoyang said with a smile.

Swish!

Speaking of this, Yang Chan felt a wave of tiredness, and a pair of thin eyelids could no longer support it, and slowly closed.

Boom!

It was only a dozen breaths before and after, and Yang Chan fell asleep, slumped on the round platform, motionless.

"Silly girl, it's still so easy to trust others." Ming Xiaoyang looked at Yang Chan, who had fallen asleep, and said with a smile, "I want to save your stupid son, but I don't have time to save it." ”

"Fortunately, he has a good uncle who can save his life. You and Agarwood don't know the blessings that have been cultivated for several lifetimes, so that you can have relatives like Yang Jian who blindly pay and do not ask for anything in return. ”

Syllable!

The cloth-like thing he got from Yang Jian's hand appeared in Ming Xiaoyang's hand, and his head was raised and he looked at the top of the mountain.

Colorful, gorgeous and dazzling, condensing the spiritual vein and aura of Huashan.

In ancient times, the colorful stones left by Nuwa Niangniang!

Zizizizi!

The cloth that was placed in Ming Xiaoyang's hand flew up, and the blazing flames burned, calcining the multicolored stones.

The extremely strong thing that replenishes the heavens gradually melts under the calcination of the scorching true fire of the sun.

The cloth that writes the new heavenly strip is integrated into it, like a mud cow entering the sea, disappearing without a trace. Inexplicable lines appear on the multicolored stones, expounding the truth of heaven and earth.

This is the new Tiantiao!

The two judicial gods who know the most about the heavens in the whole world have repeatedly discussed and deliberated and written, and then combined them with Nuwa's colorful stones.

Once touched by an external force, a new Heavenly Strip will be born and fly up to the Nine Heavens, replacing the original Celestial Strip and becoming a new norm for governing the Three Realms.

Ming Xiaoyang, who has always been known for his cynicism, looked solemn at this moment, and there was a smile in the deepest part of his eyes, but there was no frivolity.

The true fire of the sun calcines the multicolored stones, and merges them with the new heavenly strips, turning them into one that does not distinguish from each other.

Among them, if there is a slight mistake, the previous efforts will be wasted, and there will be no sloppiness.

It is also necessary to manipulate the liquid melted by the multicolored stones, so that the new Tiantiao will not appear chaotic and become a mess that no one knows how to start.

The pure and vast imperial mana operates, protecting the multicolored stones and the new heavenly strips, and then blending them.

Every moment, Ming Xiaoyang has to calculate at least hundreds of thousands of times before he can engrave the new heavenly strip that records a new truth according to the texture of the colorful stone.

A drop of soybean-sized, plump and round beads of sweat oozed from Ming Xiaoyang's forehead and fell down.

The three virgins who were fainted by Ming Xiaoyang didn't know all this, and still fell asleep sweetly, without any movement for half a day, and in their sleep, they made unconscious murmurs.

"Agarwood! Yanchang! ”