"Zhang Gongzi, the old slave is also for life, please be merciful, just go back to a banquet with the old slave!" Yang Da knelt down in front of Zhang Zixiang, hugged his thighs and burst into tears. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Zixiang's heart is stuffed! You cry and cry, don't wipe your snot on me, okay! Lao Tzu's pants are newly made, and I haven't worn them a few times!

However, an old man who was old enough to be his grandfather pleaded with him with snot and tears, and his appearance was really miserable enough, plus Yang Jian, the Duke of Sui, had been kind to him, so he refused like this, which seemed to be a little unkind.

"Okay, okay, I'm afraid of you!" Zhang Zixiang had no choice but to agree, "However, I'll explain it in advance! It's okay to eat, if you want to do anything else, I don't have time to take care of it!"

Yang Da kowtowed to Zhang Zixiang a few times, and then seemed to be afraid that Zhang Zixiang would regret it, so he left the invitation and got up and happily went back to the house to report the news.

Zhang Zixiang looked at the invitation on the table and felt a headache. Feiyan hasn't been found yet, so I really don't want to go!

These days, he is about to rummage through Chang'an City, but he has not found the whereabouts of Bu Feiyan. There is no news of her in the Northern Zhou Dynasty. That little girl is so beautiful, it can't be an accident, right?

I can't find it in Northern Zhou, could it be that I went to Northern Qi? Or Southern Chen?

Zhang Zixiang's heart is also very congested! He now regrets that he persuaded Bu Feiyan to leave Chang'an at that time, and now they are in different places.

However, there is no regret medicine to take in this world, and you have to finish pretending to be even if you are in tears. Now the only way to find Feiyan is to find Feiyan and explain it clearly.

But at this time, you have to deal with these powerful people...... Looking at the invitation on the table, Zhang Zixiang shook his head, it seemed that he had to go to the Sui State Mansion.

......

Sui State Mansion, Yang Jian's study.

After Yang Shuang listened to the report of the housekeeper Yang Da, he took a small sip of the teacup and said lightly: "Got it, go down." ”

Yang Da wiped the sweat from his head and retreated with gratitude.

Yang Jian sat on the side, not saying a word from just now, just looking at Yang Shuang with a strange expression. It wasn't until Yang Da went out to close the door that he asked out loud: "When did the subordinates in my mansion bow down to your 'younger brother', and even respect me as a master?"

Yang Shuang still had that breezy appearance, and when he heard Yang Jian's question, he just smiled slightly, put down the teacup that had been in his hand, looked at Yang Jian's eyes and said, "Big brother, are you jealous?"

"I'm jealous? What am I jealous of?" Yang Jian laughed angrily, stood up suddenly, took a few steps forward to approach Yang Shuang, and looked him directly into the eyes, "What do you want to do? Why do you want to go to Zhang Zixiang for a banquet in my name? Don't you know that Zhang Zixiang has now become the target of all forces in Chang'an City? If he enters the Sui State Mansion, the next day I, Yang Jian, will make friends with a master, and the twists and turns of the premeditated rebellion will be presented to His Majesty's table! Why do you take such a big risk for him? Does this have anything to do with the great cause of rejuvenation? ”

"Yes!" Yang Shuang was not afraid of the momentum that erupted from Yang Jian's body, and looked back more firmly, "If the great cause of rejuvenation is to succeed, it must have his help! Without him, everything is empty talk!"

"Who the hell is he?" Yang Jian finally forced out Yang Shuang's truth, returned to his original appearance, and sat back in his original position, his eyes narrowed slightly, but his eyes were focused on Yang Shuang's body.

Yang Shuang smiled mysteriously, noncommittal, picked up the teacup placed on the table again, and gently took a sip of bitter tea.

"Tell me! I command you to tell me!" Yang Jian was angered by Yang Shuang's attitude again, his fists were clenched, and a strong aura erupted from his body, and behind him, a void dragon opened its teeth and claws like a substance.

"It is worthy of being the son of destiny, just in just a few days, you can practice the true dragon qi from the virtual to the real, and in time, you will definitely cultivate and achieve the great cause of the first emperor through the ages!" Yang Shuang was not shocked and laughed, and did not take Yang Jian's threat in his eyes at all, "But, eldest brother, have you forgotten, who taught you this technique of refining the true dragon qi?"

The void dragon behind Yang Jian immediately dissipated, turning into pieces of True Yuan Light and falling in all directions. Yang Jian, on the other hand, was pale, the chair under his seat was torn apart, and he suddenly moved, taking several steps backwards before stabilizing his figure.

"The eldest brother was restless, and the younger brother had to let the eldest brother teach him a lesson. With the current strength of the eldest brother, it is not enough to dominate the world! If you want to achieve great things, you must find helpers. And this Zhang Zixiang, alas, ......" Yang Shuang sighed and withdrew the handprint he had just made.

"Ahem, ahem...... You...... Poof!" Yang Jian wanted to speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't help but spit out a large mouthful of blood.

Yang Shuang's body moved suddenly, and he suddenly appeared behind Yang Jian, raised his hand and pressed it behind Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was shocked, thinking that Yang Shuang was going to kill him. As soon as I wanted to resist, there was a burst of true yuan behind me, and it was very comfortable.

Yang Shuang's regretful words also came from behind him: "Why is the eldest brother so reckless, he insists on suppressing that breath, causing Zhenyuan to churn and surge in blood." ”

Yang Jian broke free of Yang Shuang's palm and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"If you want to hurt me, why do you save me?"

Yang Shuang looked directly into Yang Jian's inquiring eyes, and said calmly: "Big brother only needs to know that everything that little brother is doing now is for the good of big brother." The person in the world who doesn't want anything to happen to you, big brother, is me! I will never harm you!"

Yang Jian laughed, at first it was just a shallow smile, then it was a crazy laugh, and finally it turned into a completely crazy roar: "Because my life is the true dragon emperor?or is it because I have 200,000 horses in the Northern Zhou Tiger Army?Or is it because I am closest to the center and am most likely to launch a mutiny? Because I was born as a Han Chinese?"

Yang Shuang just watched Yang Jian go crazy quietly, without saying a word, waiting for Yang Jian to be tired, so tired that he was so soft that he fell to the ground, and he was so tired that he didn't have the strength to let out a crazy roar again, and then asked faintly: "Yulin warrior, for the country's wings, such as Lin Zhisheng, born as a Han person, died as a Han ghost." Yulin Lang Yang Jian, you, have you forgotten?"

"Yang Jian hasn't forgotten!" Yang Jian shook his head and subconsciously replied loudly.

"It's been more than three hundred years!Yulin Lang Yang Jian, have you forgotten the great cause of expelling the Tartars and restoring China by the Yulin warriors of the past dynasties?" Yang Shuang then asked expressionlessly.

"Yang Jian didn't dare to forget for a moment!" Yang Jian came back to his senses, looked at the man in front of him who had turned into a demon with a complicated expression, and bowed his head gloomily.

"Very good!" Yang Shuang finally smiled and said softly to Yang Jian, "If the Holy Sect wants to complete the great cause of recovery, it can only rely on you. Now we are only one step away from that day, and as long as we step over, we will be able to accomplish the goals that our ancestors have worked hard for. As long as this can be achieved, everything else is just a means!"

"Can you tell me, what is your true identity?" Yang Jian slumped to the ground, and the gaze that looked at Yang Shuang did not have the previous hostility, but turned to a complex and incomprehensible gaze.

Yang Shuang smiled slightly, got up and walked out of the study: "My true identity doesn't matter. For a demon, none of this means anything at all. Just like I am now, I have changed countless identities since I became a demon. Now the eldest brother just needs to remember that I am your younger brother Yang Shuang, and that's enough!"

The night was dark, and the stars in the sky were obscure.

Yang Shuang walked out of the study, raised his head and glanced at the black sky, and muttered to himself: "Destiny, hehe......"

He lowered his head, and the flame in his eyes was pressed into his eyes again: "It's a pity that the time hasn't come......"