"You ......"

Wang Zhiqiu's expression was blue and white for a while, and he suddenly looked up to the sky and shouted, and fell straight down.

'Wow~'

Everyone was in an uproar and showed disdain.

Breathless?

Who believes!

But this is the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, the most solemn place in the Great Zhou. They can't really force a Great Zhou Shangshu to death and let the Supreme Immortal lose face.

This matter finally ended with Wang Zhiqiu pretending to be dizzy, and it ended temporarily.

But the rivalry between Yang Gang and the elite group did not end there.

That night.

Yang Gang returned to the Yang Mansion and met Jiang Jiang and Hongye who had returned from Jiuyou earlier.

"You're back."

Jiang Jiang looked at Yang Gang's intact appearance, and couldn't help but feel relieved, and stepped forward to hold his hand.

"Well, are you all okay?"

Yang Gang held Jiang Jiang's plain hand with his backhand, and looked at Jiang He, Hongye and the others, as well as the howling dog on the ground, and the little fox lying lazily on the table.

"Boss, we're all fine."

Momiji waved his hand aggressively.

"It's okay, I'm a little late than expected, and everyone is worried." Yang Gang suddenly smiled.

Forthwith.

Everyone left separately, as if they knew that Yang Gang and Jiang Jiang still had something to say.

Wait for the yard to quiet down.

The two stood in the moonlight, and suddenly fell silent.

Long.

"Did you see your aunt?" Jiang Jiang said.

"Hmm." Yang Gang nodded, a little silent.

"She ......" Jiang Jiang looked at the moonlight in the sky and turned his head to look at Yang Gang, "Why don't you come back with you?" ”

"Hmm~~"

Yang Gang paused slightly, and said: "She recovered some ancient memories by chance, and now she is at a critical moment in her cultivation, I'm afraid she won't be able to come back." ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but think of the scene that had happened that day.

Then.

Yang Gang is about to step into Guanghan Prison.

Han Xiang's figure disappeared in a flash, and it was teleported in front of him through the other side flower, and she threw herself into Yang Gang's arms, hugging his waist tightly.

"Don't ...... Don't come in...... I don't want you to come in again......"

"Why?"

Yang Gang gently rubbed Han Xiang's hair, feeling that the placket on his chest was already wet.

"I'm distressed~~"

Han Xiang said glutinously, raising her head, her eyes were hazy with tears.

"Yang Gang, I can feel that as long as you have this heart, it is enough. I don't resent you, and I don't want you to get entangled for me anymore......" She gently put one hand on Yang Gang's heart.

At the same time, he took one of his hands and put it to his heart.

"Can you feel it?" Hanka asked.

"Hmm." Yang Gang nodded slowly.

"What does it feel?" Hanxiang said.

"It's ...... Hurt. You're feeling sorry for me. Yang Gang's brows furrowed.

"I can also feel that you feel sorry for me. So......" Hanxiang said faintly, "let's not ...... each other anymore Tortured each other...... I don't want to push you anymore, Yang Gang. ”

"But I owe it to you."

Yang Gang held Han Xiang's hand, and felt more and more indebted in his heart.

He didn't know why Hanxiang's thoughts had suddenly changed so much.

"No, you don't owe me. I know, I know it all......" Han Xiang's face kept sliding down two lines of tears, her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at the person in front of her in a fog.

Vaguely.

His image seems to overlap with another figure from ancient times, the figure who silently cut down trees in the Guanghan Prison and silently accompanied him for hundreds of thousands of years in the distance.

Little by little, the memories awakened.

She finally knew that in those endless bitter cold years, he had actually been by her side silently all along.

It was precisely because of this realization that Han Xiang suddenly felt that the loneliness and bitter cold of the past hundreds of thousands of years were nothing. The strong affection washed away hundreds of thousands of years of resentment, and at this moment, Han Xiang even had the idea of giving herself to Yang Gang completely in desperation.

But she knew.

Not yet...... I can't add any more to his psychological burden.

He has been secretly and silently accompanying himself for countless years.

It's all ...... Enough is enough.

If he wants to find his happiness in this life, let him go...... If silence can make him live a better and happier life, then Hanxiang is willing, even if he spends hundreds of thousands of years in this Guanghan prison again...... And she does, too.

Because she knows that Yang Gang will not forget herself.

Giving is mutual.

Even if she treated Yang Gang like that in ancient times, he didn't forget himself. In this life, it was her turn to make the sacrifice......

That day.

The two of them didn't do anything, and quietly hugged each other for a long, long time above the blood moon.

In the end, Han Xiang took the initiative to push Yang Gang away, and turned around and ran to Guanghan Prison without hesitation, leaving only one sentence, "If you miss me, you can come to me at any time...... No matter what she does, Hanka is willing to ......"

That day.

Yang Gang stood outside the blood moon and didn't say anything for a long time.

He actually knew very well in his heart that Han Xiang didn't actually ask for anything, she had retreated again and again, and just wanted to have a justifiable reason to stay by his side. But for the sake of harmony between the three of them...... Eventually, she relented.

"Yang Gang, Yang Gang?"

A hand shook in front of him.

Yang Gang suddenly woke up, looked at Jiang Jiang in front of him, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"I just asked you, can our wedding aunt come?"

Jiang Jiang asked softly.

"Perhaps...... Yes. Yang Gang sighed in his heart.

"How long did my aunt say she was going to retreat?"

"It's a few months, it's ...... long," Yang Gang looked at the moon in the sky, "thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years." ”

"Hmm~~"

Jiang Jiang couldn't help covering his mouth, and a trace of worry flashed on his face.

Thousands of years, tens of thousands of years...... How long will they live in this life? That's too much time for them.

"Don't worry, it's okay, it's the safest place in the world. Maybe...... We need to be there in the future. Yang Gang hugged Jiang Jiang's shoulders and said something meaningful.

The next day.

The wheels of history began to roll.

Wang Zhiqiu took the initiative to ask the Holy Monarch to resign, claiming that he was too old to be qualified for the post of Shang Shuling, and was ready to return to his hometown and ask for a full body to leave.

This also represents the first concession of the Shengjing elite group.

They knew that from now on, they would no longer be able to stop Yang Gang's footsteps, and the tens of thousands of years of the Great Zhou Immortal Dynasty of Guozuo was about to turn a new page.

And the only protagonist of this era is destined to be the famous judicial god of the Three Realms - Yang Gang.

Of course.

This does not mean that they have given up completely, and future resistance is still inevitable. Just like a flock of sheep in captivity, they dare not escape from the enclosure, but when the butcher's knife really comes overhead, they will still resist stubbornly.

Yang Gang's decree in Shengjing was completely unimpeded, and he accepted Yin Xi as his deputy, and he no longer had to do many things himself.

However, after all, he is inexperienced, and his ability is still a little worse than Yang Gang's expectations.

But it's not a cause for concern.

For cultivating talents, Yang Gang has his own ability. As long as you enter the previous life, you can 'take care' of that future Northland Guan Ling, and you can naturally cultivate a deputy who is enough to take charge of himself.

(End of chapter)