"Revenge for your uncle?" Ming Xiaoyang's phantom image was like hearing some funny joke, and he laughed again and again.

The sharp gaze scanned everyone present with a strange expression.

"Everyone, avenge Yang Jian, it doesn't seem to be on my head no matter what, right?"

"You killed my master!" The Howling Dog bared its teeth.

Ming Xiaoyang nodded confidently and said, "That's right, it was indeed me who killed Yang Jian, but in that situation at that time, was there a better choice?" ”

"Either kill him, or I'll let him go, and turn him into a paralyzed cripple completely. Do you think that is any different from killing Yang Jian? ”

The immortals had already seen that what appeared in front of them was a divine consciousness left by Ming Xiaoyang in advance.

Hearing this, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao and others all thought of it.

How could the dignified No. 1 Warlord of the Heavenly Court and the No. 1 God of War of the Three Realms be willing to turn himself into a pitiful worm who has no hope of recovery?

With Yang Jian's pride, he must have preferred others to kill him.

Ming Xiaoyang immediately made a decision to kill Yang Jian with one palm, if Yang Jian knew about it, it is estimated that he would thank him.

Agarwood, Yang Chan thought of the situation at that time and was speechless.

Emotions tell them that what they see in front of them is the murderer of their loved ones; But reason told them that what the other party did was not wrong at all.

"I won't kill Yang Jian, and I will keep him for the New Year?" The incarnation of Ming Xiaoyang's divine consciousness paced casually in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

"One day the new one does not replace the old one, and that day cannot reveal everything. Otherwise, it will only make Yang Jian's calculations go to waste. ”

"Although I don't know how long it has been now, it's clear that the new Tianji has been officially established, so it doesn't matter if it's revealed."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Yang Chan lost her voice and said, "If I had known all this, maybe the second brother would not have ended up like this!" ”

"Why did I tell you?" Ming Xiaoyang rolled her eyes at Yang Chan and said inexplicably, "Yang Chan stupid girl, are you my friend?" No! ”

"Agarwood fool, what kind of person are you, it seems like nothing!"

Hearing Ming Xiaoyang's words that can be described as ruthless, Agarwood instinctively wanted to refute, but swallowed back weakly.

From beginning to end, the other party did not pour even the slightest affection into him, and the reason why he taught him skills was for the sake of his uncle's face.

Otherwise, don't bother to look at him.

"Among your gang, only Yang Jian is my friend, so I naturally have to follow my friend's wishes." Ming Xiaoyang glanced at Yang Chan and the others, and said without any embarrassment.

"As a friend, I helped him heal his wounds, left his bloodline, and completed that plan, which has been done to the fullest!"

"But he's still your enemy." Concubine Mi, who was mixed in the crowd, was extremely frightened when she saw Ming Xiaoyang's appearance, lest the other party take a knife on her. When he realized that what was in front of him was just a wisp of divine consciousness, he realized that the other party would not do anything to him, stepped forward, and added.

Ming Xiaoyang said meaningfully: "That's right, Yang Jian is still my enemy. Therefore, I clearly promised him not to reveal all this, but I still broke my promise. ”

"I even killed him with my own hands and ended the grudge between me and him."

"As a friend, I am benevolent; As an enemy, I am also righteous! After speaking, Ming Xiaoyang rolled his eyes, closed his eyelids, and didn't look at the people in front of him.

"Then why did you choose the Eighth Princess to leave a bloodline for Yang Jian?" The country and the city, the cold and noble fairy Chang'e walked out, looked directly at this long-time acquaintance, and asked the last question.

Yang Jian's pain and sorrow!

Watching Yang Jian's 300 years of judicial goddom, witnessing the deep affection hidden under the indifferent appearance.

Chang'e feels distressed for this man, and she can't wait for time to go back and make up for her mistakes!

Belated love, irretrievable regrets!

Ming Xiaoyang opened his eyes and stared at Chang'e, "No why, because she is the best candidate." First, the status is high enough not to insult Yang Jian; second, she knows her Erlang cousin and will not follow the crowd; Third, she was infatuated and missed a love affair with Yang Jian, but in the years that followed, she remembered the regrets of her girlhood. ”

"I don't choose her, who do I choose? Ao Cunxin, that unruly princess, is really not suitable to be a mother; The fourth princess Ao listened to her heart, Yang Jian sealed her memory, how could she be willing to give Yang Jian a pregnancy, one is not careful, in case it is knocked out, I can't even cry. Combining these reasons, going around and around, the eight princesses are the best candidates! ”

Swish!

A gust of wind blew, and the incarnation of Ming Xiaoyang's divine consciousness disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The last divine thought is gone, and in this world, there is no more Demon Conquering True Monarch Ming Xiaoyang, and there is no Demon Destroying Demon Ming Xiaoyang!

A friendship between friend and foe, two ancient existences, no longer exists!

Seeing Ming Xiaoyang dissipate in front of him, Concubine Mi, Bixia Yuanjun, Yang Chan and others were all stunned.

Are they all dead, are they the only ones left?

Those who die are the real winners, and those who live are fools who can only live in pain and suffering for the rest of their lives!

Tick! Tick! Tick!

Tears slipped from her eyes, and Chang'e looked sad and didn't say a word.

Ming Xiaoyang didn't answer her question directly, but everyone heard Ming Xiaoyang's reason.

Pretending to be high, cold and noble, how can Fairy Chang'e be willing to leave the last bloodline for the despicable villain in her eyes, Yang Jian.

So, he never thought about the other party!

"Second master." The Meishan brothers fell to their knees, crying silently, calling weakly, calling their second master.

Boom!

After crying for a long time, Kang Anyu punched the ground and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, the second master is dead, but the second master's flesh and blood are still there." ”

"From now on, my Meishan brothers will swear to protect the bloodline of the second master to the death, and will do whatever it takes to do so!"

The other five people, without saying a word, looked at their expressions, obviously fully agreeing with their eldest brother's decision.

Crash!

The six brothers stood up from the ground and came to the eighth sister's side, like six door gods, guarding the safety of Yang Jian's son.

Nezha clenched the fire-tipped spear and looked at the flesh and blood in the arms of the eighth sister stupidly.

That's the last bloodline of Brother Yang Jian!

The Eight Immortals, Sanxiao and other immortals quietly retreated outside the hall, unintentionally staying, and continued this joke-like full moon banquet.

The Jade Emperor Queen Mother, who returned to the throne, noticed the departure of the immortal families from all walks of life, and did not say a word, letting them leave.

Not long after, in the spacious and gorgeous hall, only the Meishan brothers, Yang Chan's mother and son, and Sun Wukong and other parties remained.

"Oh my God!"

The Jade Emperor, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke and said a word.

"From now on, this child's name will be Yang Tian. Spread the decree and canonize Yang Tian as the king of Zhaohui Xiansheng and benevolence! ”

The title that should have belonged to his father, from this moment on, belongs to his son.

The eighth sister hugged Xiao Yang Tian, motionless, as if she didn't realize it, and did not reward her father and queen mother, thank you for paying respect!

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