[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

"Speaking of which, what method did they use to hide it from the three of us?"

Zhaohua was shocked, Nezha's IQ came online so suddenly, he was a little overwhelmed! ——And behind him, there was already a covetous sight, urging silently.

There was burning pain in the back, Zhaohua burst into tears, and said honestly: "Probably..."

"Tell the truth." Just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Yang Jian.

I'm so untrustworthy? ! ——Zhao Hua, who had no intention of lying at all, was a little wilted.

"Probably there is some mechanism in this mountain." He pursed his lips, showing that he was wronged and unhappy.Yang Jian pretended not to see it at all, looked around slowly, and said, "Where is it?"

Zhaohua was depressed, "Is this very important?"

Yang Jian finally sighed, "You also know that if you don't see through the mechanism here, it will be even more difficult for us to guard against it in the future."

Of course Zhaohua understands it very well, but he just doesn't want to say it.

"I think it shouldn't happen again." He struggled for a long time, but still only squeezed out these few words, and then he felt a chill all over his body, and the man in front of him said interrogatively in a tone that could freeze people: "One last time, what is it?"

Nezha, who was some distance away from the front line, was a little planning to run away.

He thought so, and did the same thing, not because he really didn't have any interest in hidden mechanisms, but it was too uneconomical to lose his life for a momentary curiosity... ——After being born, Nezha, who has never been so enlightened, is sincerely moved.

Zhaohua and Nezha faced each other, seeing that bastard slapped his ass and left without saying hello, angrily cursed in his heart: "This traitor!"

And Yang Jian didn't make a sound to stop him, he didn't turn his head, his eyes were like two sharp arrows, Zhaohua felt that if he was looked at a few more times, he could be seen as a human-shaped briquette.

"It's not a big deal." Zhaohua fully realized that he would never be able to hold back Yang Jian in this regard. He scratched the back of his neck depressedly, and when he moved, he brought up a few strands of hair, but Yang Jian raised his hand to catch it.

"It's getting darker again." Yang Jian's voice was muffled, Zhao Hua paused, ruffled his neat hair, and said, "It's still purple."

"If it turns back to all black, do you have to go back to that phantom again?"

Zhaohua smiled and said, "Can't bear to part with me?"

Yang Jian remained silent.

Zhaohua was just joking, and didn't expect Yang Jian to answer. It wasn't until he turned around and continued walking deep into the back mountain, that he suddenly heard the extremely depressing, low and hoarse "yes" behind him.

Immortal Emperor Yuxiao's little flowers are about to bloom.

He turned around briskly, only to see Yang Jian lowering his eyes, looking thoughtful.Zhaohua's heart skipped a beat, and sure enough, he heard the person on the opposite side speak slowly in a dangerous tone: "Could it be that mechanism, the red stone that I lost?"

Zhaohua touched his face, wondering: "Is it so obvious?" And it's your sister who lost it...

Yang Jian sighed: "Even the third brother hasn't forgotten anything. If you are as thorough as you, how could you really miss it." Speaking of this, he seemed a little embarrassed, "But I didn't expect that you treat people so badly."

Probably because of his attitude towards the little demon before, Zhaohua smiled, but he didn't feel too embarrassed, as if it was a natural thing.

"Although I have been given the title of a fairy, I am not an extraordinary saint after all. I still can't do such a difficult thing as leveling a bowl of water." He pressed the position of his left rib and smiled. Looking at Yang Jian, his eyes were very frank and filled with unquenchable heat.

"Here, only people I care about will be put in. And as long as I put it in, I will put in it even what he cares about."

A person who is not so dull as to be stupid can hear that this is a sentence of love, not to mention that although Yang Jian is reticent, he is not really a heartless person.His face turned red immediately, he touched it with the back of his finger uncomfortably, and moved away abruptly as if he had been scalded, and he couldn't even meet Zhaohua's eyes, "The emperor... Please be careful."

Zhaohua must be the only one in the whole world who can keep that serious and ruthless judicial god so averted. Although his confession was avoided, he was obviously not very disappointed, and instead laughed happily.

Hearing a crisp sound of "ding", Zhaohua stomped his feet slightly, and the whole mountain forest seemed to be covered with eastern snow, and the ground became a piece of snow white.

"Well, let's go there." The plain white was only a blink of an eye, and the surroundings quickly returned to normal.

Yang Jian was pulled back abruptly, and he couldn't break free after struggling several times, so he had no choice but to obey.They walked through the dense woods, and soon came to a field of colorful flowers. The two stood side by side, and Zhaohua looked left and right, with a subtle expression on his face.

"What?" Yang Jian was worried, his face didn't show, but his fingers couldn't help but tighten.

Zhaohua immediately climbed up the pole, and I don't know what kind of trick he did. When Yang Jian realized it, the two had already clasped their fingers.

"you……!"

Yang Jian gasped, but Zhaohua said in time: "This place is very romantic, but we are both big men, so it's not suitable for a tryst."

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he pulled out his hand easily.

After getting the freedom he wanted, Yang Jian felt a little empty in his heart, and the warmth of Zhaohua still remained on his fingertips. He shook it, but it still gradually dispersed and only himself was left.

Before he had time to think about what the mood just now represented, something was stuffed into his palm.The thing was hard and the surface was very smooth. Yang Jian subconsciously rubbed it with his fingertips, but soon touched a small depression.

And even the place that should have been a little rough has been polished to a smooth surface by time.

Yang Jian's heart beat wildly, he spread out his palm cautiously, a crimson stone came into his eyes, covered with a soft white halo.

"It's not very clean inside, wrap it first." Zhaohua walked over and pulled the palm-sized stone.

"Hmm..." Yang Jian responded, and curled up his fingers again.

"..." Zhaohua's expression was blank for a moment, and he said again: "Did you drill that small hole yourself?"

"Um……"

"You can re-string a rope later... How about using purple?" This is a bit out of words.

"Um……"

Fuck, what does this mean?Why are you happier finding a broken rock than finding me? !

Zhao Huafei was so jealous, he pressed Yang Jian's forehead and forced him to look up at himself, "It's just a broken rock, why are you so moved?! I'll make as many rocks as you want. ! The important thing is not the stone, okay!"

Yang Jian looked at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, "The important thing is the person in front of me, I remember."

Zhaohua was so shocked that he almost kissed her directly.Fortunately, he was still rational, and finally calmed down after taking a deep breath, "So, don't keep looking at that thing."

"Yeah." Yang Jian nodded, but gradually withdrew his smile, "You just said 'give it to me', so what exactly is this stone?"

Zhaohua threw a rock at his own foot, his heart almost collapsed.

"We used to live together in a small place, and we couldn't hide something from each other. I was wondering when you had this thing... Even the ignorant I knew it, this stone It's not ordinary." Seeing that he didn't answer right away, Yang Jian held the red stone tightly in his hand, and said slowly: "This stone is not said to be able to cure injuries, even after you left, Lian Er and I still haven't met in the forest. to beasts...even anything bad."

Speaking of this, Yang Jian laughed at himself, "Even if I have succeeded in cultivating the Tao, I never looked back and thought about why even the ghosts never got close."

Zhao Hua thought about it, and finally gave up and sighed: "Forget it, instead of letting you learn from other people, it's better for me to tell you myself." - This other person, naturally, doesn't think about it except the one in the sky.

Seeing that the person finally looked up at him, Zhaohua grabbed his hands and said displeasedly, "Release."

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, and loosened his grip a little bit.

The gentle light quickly covered the palm, slowly licking away the bloody mark.After the wound was completely healed, Zhaohua dawdled on it for a while as if reluctant to part with it, and then reluctantly said: "That stone...is my blood."

Yang Jian was shocked, almost at the same time, his whole body began to tremble, and his skin became icy cold.

"Only a little bit!" Zhaohua quickly added, but Yang Jian's face was still pale, and his lower lip was already bleeding.

Zhaohua choked for breath, he quickly closed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you do this again, I will kiss you...!" When he said this, he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, but unexpectedly Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by the skirt of his clothes, and then he felt a pain in his nose, and his mouth touched a place that was slightly salty but unexpectedly soft.

Fuck, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!This is not true, is it! ! !