Yang Jian has always been very cautious about making friends, so there are only a few friends at this time, and they are all made when they travel abroad.

Lu Chunyang, who can't get his beautiful master, is now cultivating Fu Dongliu, who doesn't know geometry, Wen Qingling, who is gentle and lovely, and Wen Qingling, who has also entered the Xianmen, and Ao Ji, the son of the Dragon Palace......

Now they are all friends, and most of the other people who intersect are some seniors, how dare they be confidants?

When Yang Jian was in his hometown on Earth, he always felt that he didn't need too many friends, and it was enough to have three or two people who could be in touch from time to time.

So far, he also thinks the same way, but he didn't expect that in this small Meicheng, he met a few guards with a temper, although the influence of the two in the flood is not the same, but Yang Jian feels that making friends with him, talking, and drinking are all fortunate things in life.

It's not bad to practice hard work, and to have a few more friends.

However, he and Yao Gonglin have never been true confidants, not because of anything else, but because when the two got acquainted, Yao Gonglin asked him, and Yang Jian also had a heart to solicit in his heart.

Those who combine rights will be negligent in their rights.

Yang Jian's heart was a little gloomy when he thought of this, but he also knew that this was unavoidable, if he had come to Meishan not at this time, but earlier, when he had just traveled through the flood wilderness, he arrived here and made friends with Yao Gonglin and others, at that time, he might be able to become a real friend with them.

Under the vines, Yang Jian and Yao Gonglin talked all night.

At the beginning, they were still talking about the Meishan Demon Clan, and then they gradually began to talk about the world, and when they became white in the eastern sky, the two of them had begun to discuss the 'martial arts' and 'Tao' suitable for the battle array.

The two talked happily and quite harmoniously.

At the beginning, Yao Gonglin really wanted to climb Yang Jian's backer, but he became more and more familiar with Yang Jian, and was quite kind to Yang Jian's easy-going and calm, and told the truth about these words that should not have been said.

"Zhenjun, after the catastrophe of Nanzhou Daomen, Heavenly Court may want to liquidate Wubu Continent, at that time, the brothers also want to have a basis, I don't know if Zhenjun has the intention of recruiting troops and buying horses?"

Yang Jian has been on the road a lot this time, and he has no intention of replacing the city lord of Meicheng, but he also wants to recruit a few generals who can lead the troops to join his command.

Twelve hundred ...... Oh, no, although the three thousand grass head gods are the main force of his future campaign, he also has to station some soldiers in Meishan, and he can't go out on his own, and the air defense in his home is weak.

"Thanks to Gonglin's refusal to give up, although I only have twelve commanders at this time, and I have no soldiers or generals under my command, if Gonglin wants to come, I must have a position in Gonglin. ”

Yang Jian's eyes were earnest, his words were sincere, and he also gave Yao Gonglin a promise.

Yao Gonglin's eyes flickered a little, and he said tentatively: "Zhenjun, you, but you have fallen in love with this Meicheng?"

"What does Gonglin mean by this?" Yang Jian pretended not to know what Yao Gonglin meant, and said with a smile: "I think this Meicheng is not bad, and all mortal monks can live in peace." In the future, I can often come and take my family over for a walk. ”

Yao Gonglin is a smart person and heard what Yang Jian said.

He didn't touch the heart of Meicheng.

This made Yao Gonglin breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and most of the guilt in his heart dissipated.

Uncle Zhang, who was sleeping in the house, grinned, turned over and continued to sleep.

After hesitating, Yao Gonglin said: "Zhenjun, there is something I don't know whether to talk about or not. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to talk about it. ”

"Meishan...... In the Heavenly Court's reward, it is already the fiefdom of the True Monarch, but can the tens of thousands of Meishan disciples in this Meicheng have a chance to return to their hometown......

Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled, and said, "My family is only four people, can we live in such a big mountain? Gonglin, these things are all things that should be done, and what I did was actually to find a place to live for my mother, my little sister, and my wife who had not yet passed through the door. ”

Yao Gonglin got up and said, "Thank you Zhenjun for your success." ”

And so it was decided.

After Yang Jian captured Meishan, he promised to give Meishan Yimai the opportunity to return to his hometown to live, and Yao Gonglin and Zhang Boshi would also join Yang Jian's command and become a general who led the troops after settling down Meishan Yimai.

Although Yao Gonglin and Zhang Boshi acted like this, they had already found a 'next home' before pacifying Meishan, which was not very authentic.

But these are their own family affairs in the Meishan lineage, and they have nothing to do with Yang Jian.

And the reason why Meicheng exists, and the reason why these people follow Meicheng City Lord Mei Guigui, is for the desire to return to Meishan's hometown and sweep away the demon clan to avenge their ancestors.

When they have made their wishes, where they devote themselves is their personal fate, and there is no betrayal.

"You're welcome," Yang Jian waved his hand, seeing that the sky was already bright, he got up and said, "Let's go, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion together." If the city lord hasn't left the customs yet, I'll wait a few more days. ”

"Here, please, I'll call Boshi!"

Yao Gonglin seemed to be in a mood that couldn't hide his excitement, he walked with the wind, rushed into the guest room in three or two steps, and took out the bearded Zhang Boshi, who was sleeping heavily.

The Twelve Commanders had actually been practicing in the room for a long time, Yang Jian made a gesture, and the Twelve Commanders opened their eyes at the same time, protecting Yang Jian's front and back, but their young faces were full of old age, which was naturally related to their earlier experience.

10,000 years old in Beizhou, why is hell bitter and cold?

On the eve of the end of their lives, they ushered in a new life given by Yang Jian, and the experience of this state of mind is really not easy.

Slow life and death, near death and life.

The children of the Twelve Wu Clans just stood there, although they were not yet masters, but their momentum had been achieved, their majesty was already there, they were full of spirit, they had old blood in their clothes, and their eyes were like eagles and falcons, and they didn't lose half of Yang Jian's face.

"Good son!" Yao Gonglin praised.

Yang Jian smiled and said nothing, and walked out of the General's Mansion in parallel with Zhang and Yao, and the twelve commanders followed behind him, majestic.

Knock knock knock......

As soon as I entered the street, I heard the sound of heavenly drums in the center of the city.

"True monarch, the city lord should be out of the customs, this is the drum that summons us and others!"

Yang Jian groaned and said, "You go first, I'll prepare a few gifts and come to meet you in person." ”

"That's fine," Yao Gonglin just finished speaking, and Zhang Boshi was about to mutter, 'Why are there so many things', but Yao Gonglin slapped his head and pressed down.

Zhang Boshi rolled his eyes and was dragged away.

Yang Jian smiled and walked forward, thinking that this guy was a little muddy, but it was quite interesting.

Behind him, Yuluo said softly: "Second master, the generals in Meicheng are all from the Meishan lineage, and after Mei Linhan took power, the Meishan generals were dissatisfied with it. ”

"Okay," Yang Jian interrupted Yuluo's words, naturally knowing what she was talking about.

The twelve commanders bowed their heads at the same time, and they were about to kneel down on the street to admit their mistakes, but Yang Jian fixed his body with Xuan Qi.

It is nothing more than to recruit some generals with his own name, and use the shell of Meicheng to quickly pull up a team of soldiers and horses that obey his orders.

But do you dare to use such soldiers and horses?

"We are here to borrow troops, don't do anything beyond the norm, don't let others hold the handle. ”

"Second master, it's our thoughtful ......"

Yang Jian smiled and said indifferently: "You spend more of your thoughts on the tricks of going into battle to kill the enemy, intrigue, and intrigues, is that still a witch?"

The twelve commanders looked at each other, did the second master think that the Wu clan was too 'simple'......

Yang Jian's favorite point in Meicheng is that there are no pavilions suspended in the sky in Meicheng, and all of them are houses built on the earth.

And in order to cooperate with the city protection array, there are only a few high-rise buildings, or the four corners support the sky, which is the support point of the city protection array.

Such an ancient city, although it lacks a little immortal aura and the ethereal meaning of those immortal cities in the hinterland of Zhongshenzhou, it makes people feel more real and more real.

Walking down the street, Yang Jian felt that something was wrong with his hands empty, so he pulled out the howling dog and put the reins on it.

It doesn't matter if this roaring dog, Yang Jian also remembered the nine-headed chicken childish spirit that he had been locked in the Xuangui belt, because there were Feng Wu and Feng Shan in the Xuangui belt before, Yang Jian divided the small space into a corner and stuffed Xi Mei'er into it, and didn't ask.

I don't know if I'm suffocated.

Yang Jian stopped on the side of the road, his mind sank into the gem of the Xuan Turtle Belt, and he withdrew the barrier that separated the corner, revealing the somewhat panicked woman inside.

Her long hair was unkempt, her face was haggard, and there was not much vitality in her eyes, and after seeing Yang Jian's Yuan Shen projection, she showed a slight fluctuation.

Looking at this happy girl, Yang Jian really didn't know what to do.

Originally, I wanted to use her as a 'remedy', if I couldn't get the phoenix blood from refining the gun, I would find a way to sublimate and mature her blood for the purpose of refining the gun.

But now, Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged spear has been practiced, but he has no desire to kill her again.

The three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb were killed by Yang Jian to suck human blood, and the jade bone pipa essence that sucked human blood was captured, and Daji was locked up in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

If it is said that it is simple to kill this chicken childish spirit, she is a demon clan, Yang Jian is a human race, and killing it is a henchman who cuts off the enemy.

But Yang Jian always felt a little awkward in his heart, as if killing her would leave a gap in his Dao heart.

No matter how you kill people and kill demons, if you are useful to yourself, you will stay, and if you are useless to yourself, you will kill them, instead of judging right and wrong, how can you have a clear conscience?

But I can't let it go, for fear of provoking the wrath of the Nuwa sage......

"Ximeier, do you want to die, or do you want to live?"

Xi Mei'er smiled miserably, her slender fingers ran through her long hair, and she said in a low voice: "I said I want to die or want to live, is it useful? My life and death are in your thoughts, you ask me, is it interesting?"

As she spoke, she burst into tears, biting her lip and sobbing incessantly.

Yang Jian said: "I left your life with the intention of refining the gun, but the divine soldier has been completed, and it is useless for me to keep you here." ”

"If you want to kill, give me a good time. Xi Meier closed her eyes and looked resolute.

She had actually recovered some of her demonic power at this time, but she had no fighting spirit in her heart, and she didn't think about escaping at all.

Yang Jian groaned a few times and said, "Hand over a wisp of your natal demon soul, make a heavenly oath to serve me as the master, and in the future, go and be with Chu Qian." ”

Xi Mei'er was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Yang Jian, her eyes were a little stunned.

She thought that she was dying and was thrown here by Yang Jian, just to absorb demonic energy for his dog's cultivation.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian asked her to be a maid......

"If you don't want to, I will have to seal you up for a thousand years, and after a thousand years, I will go with you. ”

After saying that, Yang Jian flicked his sleeves, withdrew from the Xuangui belt with his mind, and continued to stroll on the street, heading towards the City Lord's Mansion.

But within two steps, there was a shout from the Xuan Turtle Belt that only Yang Jian, the person who wore it, could hear.

"I would ...... I will serve you as ...... Lord."

Promised so quickly?

Yang Jian couldn't help but wonder, could it be that there could be fraud in this?

"Wow, Wow!"

The Roaring Sky Dog suddenly barked twice in front of him, and Yang Jian looked up, only to see a slender figure with a sword on his back stopped in front of him, a high-crowned Taoist with an elegant face.