Yang Gang opened his eyes suddenly.

In the darkness, I vaguely saw a cold and arrogant pretty face, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It's Jiang Jiang, not Han Xiang.

Although Han Xiang is cold, it definitely does not have Jiang Jiang's innate arrogance.

Not to mention the ancient Moon Emperor.

Let's just say that the identity of the descendants of ancient Nuwa, the mother of humanity and luck at that time, can this identity not be noble?

He lowered his voice and asked, "What do you do?" Aren't you afraid of being seen by your aunt? ”

The woman in her arms was silent, just looked at Yang Gang coldly with a pair of eyes.

Gradually.

Those eyes were glowing with a little bit of water, revealing a little aggrieved.

"Don't, don't, why are you crying?"

Yang Gang hurriedly hugged Jiang Jiang and comforted him in a low voice: "Don't cry baby, good ha!" ”

"I'm not your baby, my aunt is." Jiang Jiang's majestic voice also revealed a trace of grievance.

"This ......"

A vague picture of memory flashed through my mind. Holding Hanxiang in his arms, he shouted in a daze, 'Please baby turn around'......

Yang Gang's head suddenly grew for a while.

"Listen to me, it's like this......"

Yang Gang met the Wuzhuo Daoist, and then was plotted by him, and told Jiang Jiang all the speculations about the 'Immortal Cutting Flying Knife'.

"So, you were almost killed by him when you were under the Fuso tree?"

Jiang Jiang quieted down and said thoughtfully.

"Uh-huh, baby, you trust me!"

Yang Gang nodded quickly, pointed to the moon and swore an oath: "In my life, I have only shouted baby to you alone!" You're my only baby! ”

"The flesh is numb."

Jiang Jiang buried his head in his chest with a look of disgust.

The corners of his mouth quietly hooked up a hint of upward amplitude.

Sure enough, no matter how sensual love words are, they are the sweetest poison for women who fall in love.

Yang Gang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"But."

Jiang Jiang's voice made his heart lift again.

I saw her raise her face and say coldly: "You dare to do such a dirty thing to your aunt today." Do you know how much effort it took me to get my aunt's forgiveness? ”

"If you dare to do it again in the future, chop off your hand!"

The voice of Nuwa's descendant was domineering, grabbing Yang Gang's palm and gesturing.

"Yes, yes, the little one doesn't dare anymore!"

The humble Erlang god is only submissive, and he keeps nodding his head. In the bottom of her heart, she muttered secretly: What's the use of you begging, it's not that she doesn't mind......

But he also understands that Jiang Jiang is really generous.

If it were an ordinary woman, I am afraid that she would have already made a fuss, but she hid the sourness in her heart and resolved the matter smoothly. I have to say that it is really commendable!

"Alright, let's sleep."

Jiang Jiang said and got up from Yang Gang's arms.

"Where are you going?"

Yang Gang pulled her back and hugged her back into his arms.

"Sleep."

Jiang Jiang is naturally authentic.

"Sleep here."

This time it was Yang Gang's turn to be domineering.

"Are you crazy? My aunt is still on the side......" Jiang Jiang's face flushed, and he shouted in a low voice.

"Now know shy? Who threw himself into his arms just now? ”

Yang Gang smiled and hugged his hands tighter.

"No! You. You let go. ”

Jiang Jiang looked uneasy, shrunk into Yang Gang's arms, and said weakly: "If my aunt sees it tomorrow, do I want my face to be gone?" ”

"What then? Am I not blaming you for this? Yang Gang snorted.

"Blame me?"

Jiang Jiang's face was blank.

"That's right, it's not that you usually don't let you touch it, and you don't let it move. If you think about it, I have a pure yang qi, and I will only instinctively ...... when I hold it uncomfortably" Yang Gang looked innocent.

"You ......"

Jiang Jiang was angry and pursed his lower lip silently.

The two fell silent for a moment.

Long.

The woman in her arms seemed to have made up her mind, and suddenly closed her eyes.

A hand slowly reached into Yang Gang's placket.

"Hiss~~~~~~~"

In the dark.

Yang Gang's eyes widened in shock, looking at the arrogant woman in his arms.

"Close your eyes and don't look."

Jiang Jiang seemed to know that he was looking at himself, closed his eyes, and said coldly.

A ray of moonlight fell on her face in the sky.

The cold woman's skin was crystal clear, her face was arrogant, and she didn't even seem to blush a little.

However.

Yang Gang's eyes fell on Jiang Jiang's ear, and he found that it had already turned red into a rouge color.

Long.

A long hiss rang out from Yang Gang in the hut.

A cold figure got up silently, fetched water in a corner of the hut to wash his hands, and then returned to another bed and lay down beside Han Xiang.

The moonlight flows.

The atmosphere in the hut became quieter, and all three seemed to fall asleep.

However.

Hanxiang who slept with her back to Jiang Jiang and her clothes.

But at this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

She gritted one of her fingers, trying not to make a sound.

A pair of eyes flashed with countless complex emotions, like sorrow, resentment, affection, and desire......

——

Day 9.

Hibiscus tree.

'Bang~~~'

A mass of humanoid black grass exploded in the air, turning into countless debris.

"Hahaha, hahahaha"

Wu Zhudao looked at the debris scattered in the sky, and his face showed a look of madness, "Dayi, you are dead!" This time, you're really dead! The soul is scattered, and the true spirit is worn out...... Eternal life will not be superborn! ”

"I've finally taken my revenge! Hahaha, eldest brother, second brother, third brother...... Did you see that? I have avenged you! ”

He looked at the sun rising from the dome, and two strings of hot tears rolled down.

"That's congratulations!"

A voice suddenly rang out.

"Congratulations, congratulations!" Then the cold and perfunctory voices of two women came from under the tree.

"Hahaha, same ...... Enjoy? ”

The voice of the Wuzhudao man froze, and he lowered his head in a daze.

The newborn sun shone on the three small figures under the Fuso tree.

His pupils contracted little by little, staring at the figure standing in the middle.

"You ......"

"How could you ......"

The Wuzhudao man's face was full of horror, and his fingers pointing to the ground seemed to tremble.

"Fellow Daoist, we're meeting again!"

Yang Gang stood under the tree with a smile on his face and waved enthusiastically to the Wuzhudao people.

"Ahh

A shrill chirp.

The Wuzhudao man was frightened into a birdsong and took three steps back in horror.

Long.

Above the black nest, a head was cautiously poked out.

Wu Zhudaoren's face was gloomy, staring at Yang Gang below and looking up and down carefully.

"You, are you really okay?"

"Do you mean the Nailhead Nine Arrows Book, or the Nine Days Nailhead Book? That gadget can't hurt me! Yang Gang smiled, 'unashamed'.

"Hard-mouthed."

Jiang Jiang secretly gave him a hand, and Han Xiang also rolled his eyes at the same time.

If it weren't for his carelessness, how could they have let this bad guy take so much advantage for nothing?

So......

This black pressure man, what a damn one!

“……”

The expression of the middle-aged Taoist on the black nest was constantly changing, gloomy, frightened, and hateful...... Finally, it suddenly turned into calm.

Said slowly: "It seems that you have awakened some of the ancient memories. Unexpectedly, I really can't imagine that in today's heaven and earth, you can still awaken the way of reincarnation and belong to the ancient memory......"

"It is worthy of the Dayi that shoots the sun, and the ancient world is a big difference!"

"But so what?"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the expression of the Wu Pressure Daoist, "I'm on the Fusang tree, can you still help me?" My baby can't kill you, but what about the people around you? ”

His gaze fell on Jiang Jiang and Han Xiang, and it was extremely cold.

"Dayi. I can't kill you, so I'll kill all the people around you......"

"Humph!"

Yang Gang's expression suddenly turned cold, his eyebrows opened, and the phantom of the nine golden crows flashed.

At the same time.

Jiang Jiang and Han Xiang's faces also changed.

Kill them?

This black pressure man, sure enough, deserves to die.

This moment.

The two Heavenly Emperors and Emperors who belonged to the Taiyin Star were completely angry in their hearts.

(End of chapter)