Yang Jian looked at Wen Qingling's crying pear blossoms with rain, and said that she was pushed to an unreliable master by Taiyi Shibo, and the past five hundred years have been quite miserable.

That's a ......

"What's wrong?"

'Yang Jian' asked as gently as he could, "But the passage in the door is not smooth, why did you come to this vicious place?"

Wen Qingling hurriedly shook his head, wiped away his tears, and looked at Yang Jian quietly.

She didn't know what to say, and finally asked in a trembling voice, "You, do you still recognize me?"

Yang Jian smiled freely.

I thought to myself, after all, five hundred years have passed, and even if the other party hasn't forgotten himself, he is quite unfamiliar.

And his rescue is actually a gesture, he was looking for an opportunity to calculate the three demon kings, at this time his body is no longer here, this is just a 'fake body' made by Sansheng Biluojue, and he has injected more Xuan Qi and Xuan Gang.

"This is not a place to stay for a long time, I will send you out of the North Continent. ”

Yang Jian opened his mouth to speak, and did not use his Xuan Qi to wrap his body, took over the clouds of Wen Qingling, and swaggered towards the south with the three of them.

Wen Qingling's spirit was in a trance, just like a dream.

The senior sister and senior brother on the side were not calm, the man stared at Yang Jian's back, and the woman stared at Wen Qingling.

"cough," 'Yang Jian' was a little uncomfortable staring, his body turned into a poisonous insect lying motionless in a corner at this time, and was carried by a certain big demon to fly quickly, and most of his mind was on this fake body.

Perhaps because there was no entity, only a little power of the primordial gods, Yang Jian was more sensitive to these gazes.

He is not stupid, so he naturally knows that his relationship with Wen Qingling has been misunderstood.

If it was five hundred years ago, Wen Qingling had some affection for him, Yang Jian knew it, but he didn't think about it at that time.

Now, he already has Xinke, his fiancée, and he doesn't want to spend more energy on his feelings, and Yang Jian also feels that five hundred years of monastic life is enough for Wen Qingling to forget his mind back then.

He made a move today, just to save his old friend.

Yang Jian smiled: "Are these two your fellow disciples?"

"Hmm!" Wen Qingling nodded hurriedly, wanting to speak, but he always felt that he was too close to Yang Jian, and quietly hid behind his senior sister, secretly looking at Yang Jian with a kind of cowardice that he wanted to see but didn't dare to see.

The senior sister was a little speechless and stopped: "That ......"

is still the senior sister who is well-informed and unfazed, although she was seriously injured before, she is still gritting her teeth and persevering, and she doesn't dare to behave too embarrassed in front of Yang Jian.

She knew Wen Qingling's thoughts, and when Yang Jian suddenly appeared to save them, she immediately knew that the person in her little sister's heart had always been this disciple of the Jade Void Palace, the leader of the three generations of the Interpretation Sect, and a legendary figure who had just become famous in the Flood Wilderness.

It's just that, looking at the appearance of the two, it seems that although this big man takes care of his little junior sister, he stops at courtesy, and his eyes are not half nostalgic.

Yes, feeling my little sister is just unrequited love.

The senior sister understands, after all, she is also a woman, and she will be thrilled to see a handsome, young and promising, and strong man like Yang Jian...... Something seems to be wrong.

"Lord Zhenjun," the senior sister coughed twice, and the stunned male fairy on the side hurriedly lowered his head, but he didn't dare to look at Yang Jian more.

Yang Jian turned sideways and looked at this heroic woman, not hiding his admiration for her.

Heroic, there is a sense of pride, there is a kind of spirit, which is very rare.

"Call me Yang Jian. ”

"Okay, Yang Jian!"

The joy of this eldest sister also caught Yang Jian off guard.

"The grace of saving my life is beyond words, although you saved me and Senior Brother Qingyuan in the face of my little junior sister, but this kindness, my Lan Yingying is unforgettable!"

Lan Yingying?

It's a pretty name...... In other words, she put all the beauty of a woman on her name, but she didn't leave any of it.

Yang Jian was not disgusted with this kind of person, and arched his hand with a smile, which can be regarded as an acquaintance.

Wang Qingyuan, who was on the side, also hurriedly bowed and said: "Meet Zhenjun, the grace of saving his life is unforgettable, and he dare not repay it in words. ”

"You're welcome," Yang Jian said indifferently, his gaze fell on Wen Qingling, but the latter hurriedly lowered his head and dodged his gaze to sneak a look at him.

Wen Qingling whispered, "Thank you a lot." ”

Yang Jian smiled and didn't speak, just drove the cloud towards the south.

Lan Yingying sat down cross-legged and quickly recovered her cultivation on the clouds, although she knew that even if there was another fierce battle in the future, her little immortal would not have much chance to make a move.

But it is absolutely impossible for her to sit back and wait, or to enjoy the escort of others, and if there is another fierce fight, she has to do it.

A wave of demonic energy appeared in the north, rushing towards this place.

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth showed a slight relaxed smile, his own body had already been successful......

He stopped the clouds, looked at the three of them, and said, "You go south, and you can leave Beizhou before I fight with the demon clan." There are too many miasma in Beizhou, and the idle people can't move, so you don't have to worry about it. Go, and do not come back, lest they take me and threaten me. ”

Yang Jian's words were actually a little hurtful, but they were also deliberate.

The three of them are not monks who don't know what to do, Lan Yingying and Wang Qingyuan both saluted Yang Jian and said goodbye, for fear of dragging Yang Jian down.

Wen Qingling said in a low voice: "Do you have to fight?

Yang Jian couldn't tell Wen Qingling that his body was just a fake body, so he could only say righteously: "If I flee without a fight, what kind of disciple am I to teach the sect?" Go ahead, if I am not an enemy, I have a way to get out of the war." ”

Wen Qingling was a little worried, but she also regained some of her senses, and was pulled by Lan Yingying and flew south.

She kept looking back, but all she saw was Yang Jian's figure standing motionless on the clouds.

He is Xiongguan and Shanyue......

Indestructible and standing.

Lan Yingying saw the 'obsession' in the eyes of the little junior sister, sighed, and flew faster.

Half an hour ago, when Yang Jian rescued Wen Qingling, he directly killed two Golden Immortal Great Demons, and only one Great Demon reacted quickly and flew towards the north.

But this big demon didn't know that the moment he fled in a hurry, Yang Jian's body was wrapped in Xuan Qi and paused for a moment, and then continued to chase and kill him with 'momentum'.

If this golden immortal demon could perceive the 'weirdness' of this scene, he would naturally be able to see Yang Jian's 'strategy', but this big demon was frightened by Yang Jian at that time, and he wanted to flee in a hurry, how could he distinguish and notice?

Yang Jian's 'fake body' chased the big demon for a while, constantly releasing gun shadows and Xuan Gang, and even took the opportunity to throw himself who had turned into a tiny poisonous insect into a Xuan Gang package.

The serious injury of the big demon spelled the power of the origin, and the body became faster and faster, and gradually left 'Yang Jian' behind.

'Yang Jian' cast a few vertical golden lights, then snorted coldly at the big demon in the distance, and turned to take care of those Terran monks......

This process is reasonable, except for Yang Jian's momentary pause, it can be said that there is no flaw.

The big demon also said that he had escaped with his life, but he didn't know that under the collar on his back, a small black worm was crawling quietly, and the barbs on his legs gently hooked the broken part of the big demon's brocade robe......

Chasing the clouds and driving the wind all the way, the demon king didn't dare to stop at all, and flew to Xuanyuan Tomb.

"Yang, Yang Jian! Yang Jian appeared! Yang Jian!"

He shouted, and was stopped by the two generals guarding the door, the two evil men guarding the door both had their faces changed drastically, and one of them hurriedly reported inside, but in the long corridor at the entrance of the Xuanyuan Tomb, dozens of figures were already hurrying towards him.

No one noticed that a small insect flew up the sleeve of one of the guards at the gate, changing color slightly, merging with the iron-colored sleeve.

Almost as soon as Yang Jian 'transferred', a stream of divine consciousness began to scan the whole body of the seriously injured demon, which shocked Yang Jian into a cold sweat

A big Luo Jin demon suddenly raised his foot and kicked the seriously injured big demon in the chest, almost taking off most of the big demon's half life.

"Bastard, you don't know how to use your brain! Aren't you exposing us and others to be ambushed here!"

The big demon lying on the ground was stunned for a moment, and then his body trembled a few times, clenching his fists tightly.

"Commander, I just want to come back and report ......"

"Quick, take him in to see the ancestor!Let's chase and kill him in the direction he came from for a while!" A snake-headed Da Luo Jin Demon shouted, and rushed out with a group of demon clans, and a stream of demonic energy appeared outside the Xuanyuan Tomb.

"That's it, you, take him in! it's a waste to his grandmother's house!"

The big Luo Jin demon who kicked people scolded a few useless words, turned around and chased outside.

Two gods of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, who pretended to be gatekeepers, lifted up the big demon lying on the ground with demonic power, one continued to guard the entrance of the cave with a plate axe, and the other walked towards the long corridor with the big demon.

Xuanyuan Tomb.

Finally got in.

Yang Jian didn't dare to stay longer, at the end of this road, quietly left the cuffs of the gatekeeper demon general, flew to the stone wall on the side, observed for a while according to the method of identification said by Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, chose a cave, and went to a 'Jedi' on the outer layer.