Ao Xinke's voice was not high, but there was an irrefutable momentum, Yue Lao immediately nodded and took out a pair of big red scissors.

Kill the bad fate.

"Mother, little sister, I'm a little tired," Ao Xinke bowed his head and bowed, "Let's go back and rest first." ”

"I wronged you ......"

"Hmm," Ao Xinke pursed her lips and turned to leave.

Tai Bai Xing shook his head in the back, even if he was a woman who was tall and had a lot of energy, he didn't want to share the same husband with other women.

With three clicks, the old man of the moon picked up the scissors and fell, and the three red ropes were directly broken, turning into a chance of red light, and quietly disappeared.

"That's what I came for today," Tai Baixing got up and said, "I came here today for the marriage of Erlang Zhenjun; ”

"Thank you Xingjun for thinking about my son," Yaoji got up and saluted, and couldn't help asking, "Does Xingjun know when my son will return?"

"It's half a month late, or a few days at the latest, Your Highness can rest assured. ”

Tai Bai Xing had a sentence in his heart that he didn't say-

Judging from the strength that Yuding Zhenren has shown before, as well as the performance of protecting calves in every way on weekdays, who dares to really kill Erlang Zhenjun, wouldn't it be an undying enmity with a big man who has cultivated infinitely close to a saint?

If Kong Xuan is a lone traveler, he doesn't have to care about this, but after Kong Xuan is still the first phoenix, the recent Yuan Association has been working more on the affairs of the Feng clan, and of course he has concerns.

Of course, it is also true that the Jade Emperor ordered Xiansi to deduce Yang Jian's fate, although there are not many things to deduce, but it can also be concluded that Yang Jian was not in danger of being taken away by Kong Xuan this time, but it seems to be the result of a marriage with the Feng clan.

Then again, Yang Jian is now in charge of the gods, the battle of the gods has begun, and the way of heaven will not let Yang Jian stay out for too long.

"The Divine Tribulation is coming, and the Heavenly Court Immortal Officials are all performing their duties, so they can't come to Nanzhou to walk around," Tai Bai Xing said with a smile, "I'll leave after this, so as not to mislead the luck of the True Monarch." ”

Yao Ji was busy preparing some gifts, Tai Bai Xing excused herself again and again, and walked out of the banquet hall with Yue Lao, and drove the clouds straight to the nine heavens.

Yang Xiaochan asked in a low voice: "Mother, are they just coming here like this to help my brother cut off the bad fate?

"Silly girl," Yao Ji seemed to be in a good mood, "The immortals of the Heavenly Court can't do this for us plainly, if they do, they will naturally let us know, and they will be able to talk about personal favors in the future." ”

"That old man looks like a fairy, and he has so many flowery intestines. ”

"Bah, what nonsense, Taibai Xingjun can be regarded as a real hidden ...... That's it, it's useless to talk to you about this, your brother will have three wives and concubines in the future, which makes my mother a little surprised. ”

When she was a wife and concubine, Yao Ji didn't want to serve a husband with others, she knew that she was so depressed.

But from the standpoint of being a mother, she wants Yang Jian to be accompanied by a few more people and spread out for the Yang family, which can be regarded as worthy of her late husband.

"Mother is going to make some soup, you go and talk to your sister-in-law," Yao Ji's eyes showed a little love, "She is a dignified princess of the Dragon Clan, her cultivation is profound, and her mana is strong, which is different from her mother back then...... I really owe it to her. ”

Yang Xiaochan nodded slightly, seemed to be a little distracted, and went to the backyard to find Ao Xinke.

Yao Ji paused in front of the door for a long time, then sighed softly and turned away.

The front yard is full of flowers.

......

This is the land of the Feng clan?

Yang Jian stood at the entrance of the cave, looking at the valley full of sycamores, where autumn is full of fallen leaves, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of sycamore leaves.

Although there are hundreds of tree houses in the valley, a few children frolicking in the forest, and countless birds whirling around outside the valley, there is always a sense of defeat here.

He wore two bracelets on his wrists, which were the treasures of the Feng clan that Kong Xuan had put on his sleeve after unlocking the seal of the five-color divine light for him, which could suppress the monk's primordial spirit and immortal body.

But Kong Xuan is also a hundred secrets, as long as Yang Jian's Yuan Shen and the Xuan Body are restored, the eight or nine Xuan Gong operates, and wisps of Xuan Qi gush out of the Xuan Body to nourish the injured Yuan Shen, and the Xuan Qi and Xuan Gang around the body slowly condense, and they can break free from these bracelets at any time.

What really restrained Yang Jian was just the five-colored divine light.

But now, the Xuan Turtle Belt has been taken away by Kong Xuan again, and all his belongings are in it, such as the three-pointed two-edged gun and the Roaring Sky Dog, all of which cannot be left behind.

"Zhenjun, this is Fenggu," Feng Wu's voice came from behind him, and when she walked to Yang Jian's side, she had already returned to her usual gentle face, and she couldn't see the previous loss.

Yang Jian nodded lightly, deliberately held his chest, and made a weak expression.

Showing the enemy weakness can be regarded as a last resort.

"The scenery is not bad," Yang Jian said in a hoarse voice, "I often hear about immortal volcanoes, could it be that this is inside the immortal volcano?"

"Zhenjun said with a smile, the immortal volcano exists between life and death, not within the Three Realms," Feng Wu said softly, raising her hand to comb the hair next to her ears, with a small skirt and bright eyes, but she is also a rare beauty.

Feng Wu suddenly said: "True Monarch ......"

Yang Jian, who was searching for Fenggu's provenance, subconsciously replied: "Huh?"

"My sister is still young, she doesn't know much about everything, and she has offended Zhenjun a lot before, so please ...... Please bear with her in the future......"

Feng Wu didn't turn around, she didn't know why, when she said these words, her heart was always a little inexplicably sour.

"Fengwu," Yang Jian looked at her back, vaguely saw the tears dripping from her collarbone, although he didn't know why, he felt that he should say something.

"I already have a beloved wife at home, and I have a deep affection, Feng Shan and I are evil, if you can be my sister, you can marry me...... Forget it. ”

Yang Jian pouted in his heart, he really couldn't afford it.

He originally wanted to say that when he saw Feng Shan, he thought of his sister, but the words 'it's okay to be my sister' fell in Feng Wu's ears, and it was really thunder falling from the sky, if five thunders hit the top.

"How can the true monarch be so ......?"

The word Meng Lang is unspeakable.

Feng Wu gradually realized the meaning of Yang Jian's words, and knew that he had just thought a little more, and his face couldn't help blushing.

But the Feng clan is a fire, and the women of the Feng clan are also a little bold, and after Feng Wu was shy, she was also bold and turned to look at Yang Jian.

The fire burning in his eyes made Yang Jian a little stunned.

What happened to her all of a sudden? It's like she's a different person.

Feng Wu said: "Zhenjun still remembers what happened in that Chaos Bell......

"Naturally remember," Yang Jian smiled, and then his face was a little unhappy.

That time was also thrown in by Kong Xuan!

Counting the new hatred and old hatred together, this Kong Xuan has cheated himself twice, and both times are related to the sisters Fengwu and Fengshan, which can be regarded as a little fate.

Feng Wu said in a low voice: "In that Chaos Bell, Zhenjun has a life-saving grace for my sister, and we should have tried our best to repay it, but because of Feng Shan's feathers, Zhenjun was trapped here. Feng Wu is here to match the true monarch. ”

"I really haven't calculated the Phoenix Feather," Yang Jian wanted to say righteous words, but when the words came to his mouth, he was a little unconfident.

He hadn't calculated the Phoenix Feather, so how did the Nirvana Great Technique come about? Can the Phoenix Feather still get into his hands by itself?

This is actually good, that Ling Yu really got into the turtle belt by himself......

After all, he has gained benefits, he can't scold Tianyan Daozi for teasing him, people can't be so wolf-hearted.

"I'll take Zhenjun for a walk in the valley," Feng Wu whispered, Yang Jian nodded in agreement, and the two of them walked half a foot apart in the path of the sycamore forest.

Feng Shan has been in a state of mind since she lost her feathers, and at this time she was sulking in the cave, but she couldn't disobey Kong Xuan's arrangement.

The two of them were originally the phoenix clan formed by the awakening bloodline of the spirit bird, and as soon as they were born, they were plagued, but fortunately, Kong Xuan found them in time, recognized them as nieces, and sheltered them to practice so far, and the favors have long been innumerable.

Even if they arrange their future destiny like this, they will be regarded as the daughters of the Feng clan, although Feng Shan is reluctant in her heart, she does not want to lose the identity of the Feng clan......

It's complicated here, and it's really hard to understand what the girl is thinking.

Yang Jian walked in the forest with his hands behind his back, Feng Wu followed, looking up at Yang Jian's side face from time to time, and the corners of his mouth would show a peaceful smile.

Neither of them said much, and the forest was just quiet.

Feng Wu asked softly, "Is the wife of the Zhenjun family the Princess Wanzhi of the Dragon Clan?"

"Well," Yang Jian responded, staring at a small waterhole, and said, "She is gentle and intelligent, knowledgeable, and keeps the house in order, so that I can wander outside with peace of mind." ”

Feng Wu nodded lightly, her eyes pondering, "She must be an extremely beautiful woman." ”

"Raw flowers look like moons. ”

"Then the true monarch ......" Feng Wu asked again, "won't there be one or two more wives and concubines in the future?"

Yang Jian thought that Feng Wu was talking about Feng Shan, and shook his head when he heard the words, "I didn't think much about this at this time, not to mention, I feel that one person is enough to be single-minded, and there is no need to involve too much." ”

Feng Wu said softly: "But the road to cultivation is long, the flood does not count the years, if you are accompanied by a few people, there will be less loneliness on the road of cultivation." ”

Yang Jian looked at Feng Wu a little helplessly, this Feng Wu was also looking forward to her sister marrying him like this?

Oh, no, it's him who joined the Feng Clan.

"I have six impure roots, and I also have selfish desires, if the road ahead is worry-free, Fengwu you said that three or five red faces are accompanied, I yearn for it in my heart, but ......"

Yang Jian's words changed, he thought about a few things in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "If the future is difficult, disasters, drastic changes, and disasters in heaven and earth, it involves too much love, but when there is no time to stay together, it will only hurt others." ”

Feng Wu chuckled and said, "Zhenjun thinks that with Zhenjun's skills, he can't settle down in the Flood Wilderness?"

Yang Jian shook his head, dropped a word that caught Feng Wu a little off guard, and walked forward with his hands in his hands.

"What is not yet safe should be this desolate world. ”

Feng Wu was slightly stunned, looking up at Yang Jian's back, he always felt that above his upright posture, there was an invisible mountain.

The tribulation that Tianyan Daozi said was indeed a pressure for Yang Jian to spur him not to slack off on his cultivation.

Feng Wu bit her lip, although her heart was entangled in every way, she still made up her mind.

She suddenly took two quick steps, grabbed Yang Jian's arm, and said in a low voice: "Zhenjun come with me, I will take you to the treasure house in the valley, take your magic weapon blade, and then send you out of the valley." ”

Yang Jian frowned and said, "If my safety is in danger, trapping friends in injustice, it is not my take." ”

Feng Wu was stunned for a moment, then chuckled twice, looked at Yang Jian and said: "I don't want my sister to marry you, don't worry, the pure-blood people of the younger generation of the clan, just me and my sister, even if the uncle is punished, it will not be too heavy." ”

Yang Jian thought for a moment and was about to nod, but suddenly heard a slightly sarcastic chuckle from the forest.

"Second brother, you said that raising a young phoenix, raising a young phoenix, raising a young phoenix, it is now an elbow turned to the edge of the sky, it is really ridiculous. ”

In the forest, Kong Xuan, dressed in green clothes, strolled over, and his face could not show joy and anger.

It was the young man in a golden robe behind Kong Xuan who spoke, his eyes were gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were faintly sneering.

The third son of the phoenix, the golden-winged roc.