Temple of the True Monarch.

With black and white as the keynote, it contains an indescribable slaughter.

Taking off a black coat and putting on silver armor, Yang Jian sat on the throne and opened his mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Handsome face, with a hint of whiteness.

"Second master, are you okay?"

"Master, are you alright?"

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Brother Meishan, the Roaring Sky Dog stood around Yang Jian, and when he saw that Yang Jian was forced out of blood, he hurriedly asked.

Looking at it, the six Meishan brothers who never abandoned Yang Jian in the past were actually missing the eldest - Kang Anyu.

A few days ago, Kang Anyu couldn't stand Yang Jian's ruthlessness towards his sister's family, and chose to leave, unwilling to continue to meddle in these things.

Those who are still left by Yang Jian's side are only Meishan second Zhang Boshi, third Li Huanzhang, fourth Yao Gonglin, fifth Guo Shen, and sixth Zhijian.

"It's no big deal." Yang Jian waved his hand to everyone, with a hint of hatred in his tone, "Damn, if it weren't for their overwhelming numbers, just the Bull Demon King and his son would not be my opponent at all!" ”

After three hundred years of comprehending Tiantiao, Yang Jian had some understanding of the realm above the Golden Immortal, far better than the Bull Demon King and others who only had brute strength.

"Second master." Among the Meishan brothers, the fourth Yao Gonglin was the most resourceful, and said, "Your Majesty Niangniang issued an order to ask Li Jing and his son to conquer the Bull Demon King and rescue the Hundred Flowers Fairy. ”

"Once the Hundred Flowers Fairy comes out, the two will confront each other, and you ......"

Halfway through the words, Yao Gonglin was silent, but everyone knew what the half sentence he didn't finish was.

The reason why the Bull Demon King would arrest the Hundred Flowers Fairy and the others was behind his back, it was Yang Jian's instructions.

The inside story was exposed, even if the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother protected him, Yang Jian's position as the god of justice would not be too stable.

"I know," Yang Jian nodded, "So, no matter what, I can't let Agarwood rescue the sluts of the Hundred Flowers Fairy." ”

When it came to the Hundred Flowers Fairy and others, Yang Jian's voice was sonorous, like Jin Ge.

"Go down and rest first, I will heal my wounds." Looking around at the group of brothers around him, Yang Jian commanded.

"Second master, you have a good rest."

"Master!"

Worried about Yang Jian's injury, they have been friends for thousands of years, and they all understand Yang Jian's personality, and they know that he doesn't want them to see his weak side.

At that moment, the five Meishan brothers, along with the Roaring Sky Dog, all withdrew from the apse, leaving the space to Yang Jian alone.

"Ahh Yang Jian, who was the only one left and had nothing to do, suddenly squeezed out an extremely painful expression, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and grabbed his chest hard.

Trample! Trample! Trample!

In the empty apse, there was a sound of crisp footsteps, and a pretty and delicate figure walked out of the darkness and came to Yang Jian.

In the faint candle flame of the apse, the faces of the visitors were exposed.

Charming and cute, her eyes are cold, and she holds a short sword in her left hand.

The little fox in the Thousand Fox Cave of Ten Thousand Cave Mountain - Xiaoyu!

"Erlang God, it seems that your current condition is not very good, right?" Xiao Yu clenched her weapon and said coldly, "I only need a sword to kill you and avenge my grandma!" ”

In the end, a bare hand pressed the hilt of the short sword!

"But you can't kill me." Regarding Xiaoyu's appearance, Yang Jian was not surprised, reluctantly regained his composure, and talked eloquently, "If I die, how can you kill Sun Wukong to take revenge?" ”

"You don't have a choice, if you want revenge, you can only join forces with me first. As for your grandmother's hatred, that's a story for later! ”

"Humph!" Xiao Yu snorted unwillingly, "Even so, our accounts will be settled one day." ”

As he spoke, Xiaoyu's bright eyes revealed a hint of complexity, "You saved my father and killed my grandmother." ”

"If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have chosen to join forces with you!"

did not accept the messy theory of the Three Holy Mother, although Xiaoyu now has a trace of affection for agarwood, but after all, he has more hatred.

"Whatever!" Yang Jian said casually.

"I'll rush to Jilei Mountain first, and we'll see you then!" Xiao Yu's figure flashed, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the hall.

The aftermath lingers, leaving this last sentence.

"Hehehe." Seeing that the girl who almost became his daughter in the past and was burdened with hatred left, Yang Jian smiled abruptly and smiled very heartily.

On the extremely cold cheeks, a hint of heartfelt relief appeared.

"True monarch, the Queen Mother is summoned!"

Outside the hall, a hurried voice came from the order of the Queen Mother of Yaochi.

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Yaochi Palace.

Resplendent gold, auspicious clouds.

Dressed in a golden phoenix robe, the graceful and luxurious Queen Mother sat on the phoenix chair and faced Yang Jian.

"The little god greets the mother."

After taking a few pills and temporarily suppressing the injuries in his body, Yang Jian strode into the Yao Chi and bowed.

"Yang Jian, this palace gives you a treasure." Seeing Yang Jian's arrival, the Queen Mother took out a scroll-like thing from her wide sleeve.

Swish!

The scroll is windless and automatic, unfolding in the void, revealing a dreamlike scenery within.

On the side of the scroll, a string of wind chimes hangs, making a crisp sound.

"This is called the Sumeru Illusion, no matter who you are, once you fall into the Sumeru Illusion, you will see everything you want to see the most." The Queen Mother proudly introduced her winning weapon, "The mind is entangled, and the wind chimes are entangled." ”

"When you choose your own desires, your soul will be scattered, and you will never be able to live beyond your life."

"This?" Hearing the power of the Sumeru Illusion, Yang Jian cried out in shock.

"Now, you can enter it for yourself and give this palace an experience!" The Queen Mother walked up to Yang Jian and ordered.

"Niangniang, little god ......" Yang Jian was embarrassed.

The Queen Mother was surprised: "What? Don't you want to? ”

Yang Jian defended: "Niangniang, the little god doesn't dare, the little god is just thinking, is this magic weapon used on the little god's body too overkill?" ”

The queen mother's phoenix eyes surged up to scrutinize, a white finger pointed at Yang Jian, and said hatefully: "This palace knows, you must have some careful thoughts, afraid of being known by this palace." ”

"The little god doesn't dare." Yang Jian argued.

"Let you in, and you'll get in!" The Queen Mother impatiently pushed Yang Jian and pushed him into the Sumeru Illusion.

Swish!

An inexplicable sense of weightlessness surged into Yang Jian's heart, with Yang Jian's current cultivation, he couldn't grasp it, and completely forgot everything about the Sumeru Illusion.

When I opened my eyes again, I was greeted by a very familiar scene.

The crystal clear jade tree, the coldness from the heart, a palace of ice and snow towering, two familiar figures snuggled tightly together.

One of them, dressed in black and silver armor, with a cold and arrogant expression, was Yang Jian himself; The other person is the object of his countless dreams.

Blue and white robes, the country and the city, just standing there, there is a sacrosanct momentum, like the most noble goddess!

"Yang Jian, do you like me?" The eyes were in a trance, and they dispersed, and Chang'e appeared in front of her, and asked faintly.