Chapter Ninety-Four: Deep Love

"You leave Beiju Luzhou immediately now, and from now on incognito, I may be able to let you live. ”

Yang Jian arrived one step ahead of Zilan, and for some reason, he said such a thing to Sun Wukong and them.

When the demons heard this, they all looked sideways at the man in black who suddenly appeared in front of them.

"Who are you, who are you, and you still let us go!" Lao Tzu tells you, whoever lets go is not necessarily!"

Li Tingguo squinted his eyes and looked contemptuous of Yang Jian, with a proud face.

"Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun - Yang Jian. ”

Li Tianguo was taken aback when he heard this, stared at Yang Jian's face, and asked suspiciously: "What about the eyes on your forehead? Don't they all say that Erlang God has three eyes? You can't be a fake, right?"

Yang Jian rebuked angrily: "Shut up! Who in this world dares to pretend to be me Yang Jian! Who dares!"

"Extremely arrogant, extremely arrogant! It's the first time I've seen someone get angry in front of me, I can't bear it, everyone go up together and beat him to death!"

Li Tianguo condensed two water guns in his hand, threw one of them first, and then dodged and rushed towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't seem to expect them to make a move suddenly, a little panic flashed in his eyes, and he took a few steps back, dodging the flying water gun.

Seeing Li Tingguo killing, he conjured a three-pointed two-winged gun in his hand, and shouted angrily: "Look for death!"

Li Tingguo stabbed out with a shot, Yang Jian turned sideways, and the tip of the gun rubbed his eyebrows.

Yang Jian raised his gun and was about to fight back, but the Bull Demon King behind him suddenly killed, and punched Yang Jian's head.

Yang Jian immediately turned around, bowed slightly, and the three-pointed two-winged spear was thrown out violently, hitting the fist of the Bull Demon King, like the sound of gold and iron colliding, Yang Jian was then shocked and flew out.

Yang Jian immediately stabbed the gun into the ground, slid backwards for a hundred steps, and cut a long hole in the ground.

Without the slightest respite, Sun Wukong appeared from the side and smashed the golden hoop stick held high at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian raised his gun to block, Abu raised his claws, as if a mountain suddenly fell from the sky and smashed on Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's body sank, an abnormal flush welled up on his face, and his knees bent, and he actually half-knelt down.

Seeing that the golden hoop rod was about to fall, Yang Jian immediately bent down and rolled back, but it hit the ice wall of the six ears.

Yang Jian turned around helplessly, put a gun in front of his chest, and ate Sun Wukong's stick, the whole person flew out, hit the ice wall again, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then fell to the ground.

"This Erlang God isn't so weak, right?"

Li Tianguo couldn't believe it, turned his head and asked the others.

Liu'er muttered, "I don't feel that this person has any killing intent towards us, but it seems that he has to do it as a last resort. ”

"Really?"

Li Qianguo looked at Yang Jian, who fell to the ground not far away, and said, "Then let's not kill him, just cripple him." ”

"Yes. ”

Except for the Bull Demon King, everyone nodded in unison.

"Bull Demon King, what about you?"

The Bull Demon King said: "You guys do it, I think it's too troublesome, cripple this kind of thing." ”

Yang Jian got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, lowered his head and muttered: "It's so powerful, I can't beat it at all, no matter what, I'm coming, I'm fighting with them!"

Yang Jian grabbed the gun in his hand tightly, his eyes were resolute, and he slowly walked towards the group of monsters opposite.

Abu raised his claws, like a mountain falling, Yang Jian's body trembled, and his pace stagnated.

The six-eared spell was cast, and countless cold ice spread to Yang Jian's feet, and he continued to move forward, freezing Yang Jian's lower body and making him unable to move.

Sun Wukong waved the golden hoop stick, which turned into a length of ten zhang in the air and fell suddenly.

Yang Jian looked at the golden hoop rod that came at him,

instantly lost his mind and changed from Yang Jian back to Yang Chan.

Yang Chan raised her hand to cover her eyes, for fear that her eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Are you going to die? The second brother must be very angry, right? The second brother must be scolding me again? The second brother shouldn't know yet, right? I heard that being stoned to death will become ugly......"

When death was approaching, many strange thoughts flashed through Yang Chan's mind, and more and more Yang Jian ......

"Stop!"

There was a roar in the distance, followed by a three-pointed two-winged gun.

The two divine weapons collided, and the force of the shock directly broke Sun Wukong's arm, and the golden hoop stick smashed into the ground, and Sun Wukong flew out upside down.

The gun crashed into the ground in front of Yang Chan, stirring up a huge cloud of dust.

Yang Jian, whose face was like frost, walked towards Yang Chan from the dust, and the Seven Sages of Meishan followed him cautiously.

"Second brother?" Yang Chan shouted stupidly.

Yang Jian walked in front of her without saying a word, and raised his hand to slap her, so frightened that Yang Chan quickly closed her eyes again, and her eyelashes trembled.

But as soon as Yang Jian's gaze fell on his sister's pitiful and rainy face, his heart suddenly softened, and he couldn't do it.

Frozen in mid-air for a while, neither advance nor retreat.

Thanks to Yuan Hong's eyesight, knowing that the second master couldn't pull it down, he hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Yang Jian's hand hanging in the air down.

"Second master, you are angry, it is not worth hurting your relationship with Miss for this little thing. Yuan Hong explained in a harmonious voice.

"A trifle?"

Yang Jian laughed angrily and mocked: "Yang Chan, you can, learn from what I have learned! Who in this world dares to pretend to be me Yang Jian? The thief shouts that it is not bad to catch the thief!"

He raised his hand angrily, and Yuan Hong cooperated with the tacit understanding to pull his hand down.

Yang Chan lowered her head, and her little face was white and red.

"Second brother, you're here a long time ago?"

Yang Jian snorted coldly: "If I hadn't let the Roaring Sky Dog guard at the foot of Mount Hua day and night, how could I not have imagined that you would even do such a stupid thing!"

Yang Jian's emotions became more and more excited.

"Yang Chan, if you want to die, come and tell me, I have to go all the way to Beiju Luzhou to collect your body. ”

Yang Chan said weakly: "Second brother, I just want to help you." ”

"Ho!"

Yang Jian sneered: "You help me, help me be beaten." ”

"Then you didn't watch me being beaten!"

Yang Chan raised her head, her eyes flashed with tears, and she stared at Yang Jian stubbornly, not giving an inch.

"If you don't learn a lesson, you won't remember!"

Yang Jian dodged Yang Chan's gaze, and his tone of voice couldn't help but weaken a little.

"I was going to die just now!" Yang Chan shouted at Yang Jian.

"Don't you have a Lotus Lamp?"

When Yang Chan heard this, her whole face suddenly turned red, and she said, "I just forgot." ”

Yang Jian laughed and said, "Hehe, stupid like this, Yang Chan, can you use some brains to do things?"

"I don't have a brain, it's better than you watching your sister being beaten. ”

"Yang Chan, you!"

Yang Jian's face was pale and speechless.

"Miss, don't blame the second master, as soon as the second master heard the news of the young lady, although he was angry, he still rushed over non-stop. The second master was originally going to come down, but we tried our best to stop the second master, hoping that the young lady could have a lesson this time. ”

Yuan Hong ran out to explain for Yang Jian.

"Second Brother ......"

Yang Chan's throat was congested, and tears flowed down.

Yang Jian scolded angrily: "What are you crying about, now give me back to Huashan immediately, immediately!"

"I don't!"

Yang Jian turned around, walked to the deep pit where the three-pointed two-winged gun was trapped, and pulled the gun out.

"Boss, second brother, you seven escort the young lady back. ”

Yang Jian's order.

"Yes, Second Master!"

"I'm not going back, I have a Baolian lantern, you can't catch me!"

Yang Chan took out the Baolian lamp and blocked it in front of her.

Yang Jian had a cold face and walked towards Yang Chan.

Yang Chan pointed at Yang Jian and shouted, "What do you want to do, don't come here!"

Yang Jian walked straight over and hugged Yang Chan, and said to Yuan Hong and the others: "Take a rope, tie up the young lady, and take it back." ”

Yang Chan struggled desperately, hugged Yang Jian tightly, and bit down Yang Jian's ear.

"Yang Jian, don't you think I'm your sister!"

Yang Chan's soft sobs sounded in Yang Jian's ears.

Yang Jian was silent, and the two of them hugged like this.

After a long time, Yang Jian said in a deep voice: "You loosen your mouth first." ”