Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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Taishang Laojun stretched out his hand to touch Yang Jian's forehead, and said: "Okay, okay, back to normal - I wonder how you can bear the magic power of those monsters with your body like this, but it turns out that it was Little Golden Crow who helped you Sealing up the bloodline is also thanks to the fact that you have been sanctified in the fairyland for a long time, otherwise the bloodline has been congealed to this day, and I am afraid that there will be some sequelae."

Yang Jian chuckled nonchalantly: "If there are any sequelae, I'm afraid that Master Uncle will take off the signboard of Tushita Palace by himself in the future."

Taishang Laojun stared and said: "Even if it is for the sake of the old Taoist who came all the way to save you, so what if you let me half the old man in words? It's not all right yet, and you started to make fun of the elders?! "

Yang Jian said: "I didn't ask you to come and save me, don't count this favor on my head."

Taishang Laojun snorted a few times and finally said nothing. The whisk in his hand brushed Yang Jian lightly. A warm current slowly infiltrated Yang Jian's heart from top to bottom. An extremely comfortable feeling made Yang Jian unable to bear lightly. Sighing and moaning softly, I felt that some of the scattered chills in the blood vessels gradually melted away, and the air in the four meridians and eight meridians flowed smoothly, and the stagnation in the meridians seemed to be gradually resolved due to the sealing of mana.

Yang Jian knew that this was the Taishang Laojun's method, but his heart was still flat with gratitude, and he said casually: "It's not good for Master Uncle to leave Tushita Palace for a long time at will, please go back earlier. "

The Taishang Laojun curled his lips and said: "As the old saying goes, it is easier to invite God than to send God away. Since I am here, it is so easy to leave. I still want to see who is so powerful that you are willing to stay in the mortal world. If I can't see Immediately after I catch my eye, I'll let him disappear into ashes—don't stare at me, anyway, with your current skill, you can't stop me." Saying that, he really didn't mind getting up and walking towards the door.

Yang Jian felt a little anxious, and hurriedly called out: "Master Uncle..."

Taishang Laojun paused, but didn't look back, and said: "Old Taoist, I am very busy and I don't have time to quarrel with you. If you have something to say, you should speak quickly."

Yang Jian had no choice but to say: "Okay, okay, I accept your love, come back and sit down, when will you old man stay enough before you leave?"

Taishang Laojun tilted his head to peek at the helpless expression on Yang Jian's face, and couldn't help but smile: "It's rare to see you subdued, okay, okay, I won't embarrass you, lest you hold grudges in the future, the one who suffers is the old man Me." While speaking, he had already sat on the edge of the bed, pondered for a moment, and said, "I didn't mean to pour cold water on you, but the one outside the house still understands what you mean?"

Yang Jian said: "I only do things according to my own heart, why must he know?"

The Taishang Laojun sighed: "I'm afraid that your blood has not been poured into the right place. You must know that you are all men, and it is against the world's views to admire and love each other. You are nothing. When the time comes, you will be happy and come back Who can find you in the priesthood? That one still has a long life..."

Yang Jian said nothing.

Taishang Laojun continued: "Besides, although I have only met that Zhan Zhao for the first time, he has a clean foundation and a pure soul, which is rare in the world. Can such a person who looks like a green lotus accept your wishes? Perhaps, he just regards you as a friend That's all."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "I am his friend."

Taishang Laojun said: "Just friends?"

Yang Jian didn't change his face: "Of course, he only feels this way. All I want is to be by his side, and I don't want to get any happiness from him."

Taishang Laojun said: "He and you will only be friends for a lifetime, and he may never remember you in the next life. You are the one who is hurt by too much investment. In fact, I am selfish and partial, even if I am an old man, I have thousands of dollars." Danfang, but it can't cure your long-term loneliness."

Yang Jian's eyes softened: "I know the kindness of Master Uncle, it's actually your words, what I love is also his pure soul, his appearance will change in the six realms of reincarnation, but such a pure soul will never change .For gods like us, life is meaningless, but what I love is so long, how can I care about other things? The so-called loneliness and so on, can't Master Uncle's methods make a forgetful pill? ?”

Taishang Laojun was speechless for a long time, suddenly got up and said "bah" to the ground, saying: "You, the coldest god in the heaven, actually said so many words of love in one breath. I'm leaving immediately, and I don't want to see you again, and I don't want to hear you say these red-faced words!" As he spoke, he really strode out.

Yang Jian smiled and said loudly: "Go slowly, I won't see you off."

Zhan Zhao sat leaning beside Yang Jian's bed, looking a little dazed.It seemed that everyone around him disappeared just for a moment, and the old Taoist priest wanted to go back, so the little Jinwu went to see him off, and Zhan Zhao wanted to go out with him, but the little Jinwu pulled the old Taoist priest and turned to leave the inn. By the time Zhan Zhao followed two steps and went out to have a look, the two of them had long since disappeared on the bright street. Although he knew that Little Golden Crow's kung fu was unmatched by ordinary people, this speed still made Zhan Zhao secretly speechless.But when he went out and in, when he returned to the house, only himself and Yang Jian were left. Where did Chen Xiang Xiaoyu go?Zhan Zhao wanted to ask, but seeing Yang Jian's expression, he swallowed it back silently.

He knew that Yang Jian would explain it to himself.

He knew that his thoughts could never escape Yang Jian's eyes.

He also knew that no matter what Yang Jian said, he would believe it unconditionally.

But Zhan Zhao didn't know why his heart beat suddenly lost its rhythm when he approached Yang Jian again.

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