Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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When sending Zhan Zhao out, Yang Jian showed a faint sense of relief, which was given by Zhan Zhao, and Yang Jian never thought that anyone would be able to give him such a sense of relief.

Standing side by side with Yang Jian, Zhan Zhao's footsteps are obviously also brisk. It seems that all the knots in his heart have been let go after a cup of tea. He is still lucky, and Yang Jian can't let go. The thousand-year-old gods were moved.There is a hint of complacency in Zhan Zhao's heart, beyond complacency, there is an unspeakable sourness, but at the end of the sourness, it is slightly sweet...

Zhan Zhao bid farewell as before, so Yang Jian saw him off.

Zhan Zhao knew that maybe this was the last time in this life to enjoy such a pleasant time, so Zhan Zhao subconsciously slowed down his pace, Yang Jian didn't seem to notice that he followed his pace and followed his pace as usual.Inadvertently, Zhan Zhao lowered his head slightly, and the corners of his eyes twitched, there was only one set of footprints on the fresh snow on the ground, and Yang Jian walked on it as if he was performing the special skill of stepping on the snow without a trace, leaving no trace at all.

Finally, it was different.

Zhan Zhao thought that the tightly held palms still had the same temperature, the chests that were close to each other still had the same heartbeat, and there was the same tacit understanding between brows and eyebrows that could be understood without words... He thought that it was still the same as usual, but he came by himself. Go, next time you will soon lose your temper and come back again.

Again, it's impossible.

A heavy melancholy surged up in Zhan Zhao's heart, but he quickly suppressed it. The god beside him who was no longer just playing games in the world with his physical body, has now recovered into a judiciary god who is proud of the three worlds.No matter how subtle my emotions are, I can no longer hide them from him.

Can't help but let out a sigh.

Totally unconsidered instinctive reaction.

But Yang Jian understood all of a sudden, and put a little more force under his hands, as if to comfort Zhan Zhao, which was also Yang Jian's subconscious action. For a moment, Yang Jian didn't want to say goodbye at all, when Zhan Zhao left with melancholy ...

At the gate, Zhan Zhao got on his horse, and Yang Jian stood on the steps with his hands behind his back and watched with a smile.Zhan Zhao raised his eyebrows slightly, showing a childlike look and urging the horse to move forward, but for some reason, the horse just snorted and couldn't move.Zhan Zhao exerted some strength on his legs, and the horse neighed in dissatisfaction.

Yang Jian beckoned, and the horse understood and walked obediently to Yang Jian. Zhan Zhao said with a smile, "My mount depends on the gestures of my second brother. Am I a failure as the master?"

Yang Jian said: "No, he is so outstanding that even the gods in the sky are willing to lead the horse for him."

Zhan Zhao bent down and leaned close to Yang Jian's ear, and whispered, "Next time, when will the second brother come?" When Zhan Zhao asked, he was worried. In the past, he usually asked "What will I do next time?" When the time comes", Yang Jian always replied, "I'll be here whenever you come." Now Zhan Zhao knew very well that Yang Jian would not be there all the time, and he would never say that he would see Yang Jian again.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, leaving Zhan Zhao with a hint of hope in his heart, and finally he couldn't help but want an answer, even if it made him give up completely.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, and when Zhan Zhao was ready to accept it calmly, he heard Yang Jian's gentle voice: "Maybe, when you get married..."

Zhan Zhao's expression froze slightly, and he said with surprise, "Maybe, it will be soon."

Yang Jian casually said, "Isn't that bad?"

Zhan Zhao smiled, his smile was as bright as usual, Yang Jian looked at it in a trance, only to feel that he really saw a ray of sunshine piercing through the dark clouds and penetrating into his heart, evaporating all the enthusiasm in his blood, maybe Zhan Zhao is him A ray of sunshine in a long life brings me the most brilliant time in the most dull and boring wheel of fate.

Zhan Zhao patted his horse away, and a faint laugh came from him: "Very good."

If he didn't look back, what he wanted had already got the most satisfactory answer. He kept the second brother's memory, the second brother's heart, and the chance to meet again.

As an ordinary person who exists like an ant, Zhan Zhao is really satisfied.

Yang Jian stood quietly at the door and watched Zhan Zhao's figure gradually disappear from sight, still motionless.The wind began to blow, and the winter north wind swept the remaining snow on the ground and flew it into a cloud.All the snow and fog turned and fell three feet away from Yang Jian's side.

Zhan Zhao's dark blue figure had long since disappeared, and Zhan Zhao didn't look back until the end. Maybe he knew that turning back would not change anything, so he might as well leave like this, leaving only a deep impression on Yang Jian. into Yang Jian's eyes.

A faint figure appeared in the snow and mist, Yang Jian's lips twitched and his eyebrows showed Xiao Suo, and said lightly: "What? Your Majesty is still not at ease, did you specially send you to urge me to leave?"

The figure fluttered for a while, as if startled by Yang Jian's tone, he hesitated and gradually appeared, but it was the Emperor of Huashan East.At this moment, Dongdijun looked helpless, slowly bent over and took a few steps forward, and sighed: "Zhenjun is joking with the old way, even if His Majesty lends me some courage, I would not dare to run to you so blatantly." Are you urging me in front of you?"

Yang Jian finally turned his gaze to Dongdijun, and suddenly smiled: "I have paid a lot for this trip, so I should say thank you."

For some reason, Dong Dijun felt his heart tremble when he saw Yang Jian's smile, which was far behind him when he looked easy to talk with a straight face.Yang Jian was smiling, but the strong aura of oppression around him made Dong Dijun feel that it was a bit difficult to face Yang Jian at this moment.

Subconsciously dodging his eyes, Dong Dijun finally sighed with a wry smile: "Oh, Zhenjun, please forgive the old Taoist. I am just a mortal immortal, and I can't stand on the stage. I have to welcome any immortal who arrives, right? Zhenjun is sympathetic to the old Taoist at least. I played a few games of chess with you, so don't make things difficult for the old man."

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, and glanced lightly at the sky, turning over the ancient sword in his palm, and it fell into his palm.

Dongdijun recognized that it was sent by him, but he didn't know what Yang Jian meant, so he pretended not to see it, and waited for Yang Jian's next words.

However, Yang Jian seemed to have forgotten that Dong Dijun was still present at this moment. He just looked at the sword carefully, silently feeling the heavy and simple atmosphere of this sword, and some ancient words were engraved on the pure copper scabbard. For a long time, the scabbard has lost the luster of pure copper.Gently hold the hilt of the sword, but the hilt is made of cork, warm in the hand, it seems that it doesn't match the scabbard.A pool of cold water flowed out silently from the wrist and pierced between the eyebrows. This ancient chill was so intense that Yang Jian couldn't help frowning slightly.

When the sword was unsheathed, Dong Dijun's eyelids twitched unconsciously. He wanted to say something but he just opened his mouth and finally made no sound, but saw Yang Jian raised his hand and handed him the scabbard.Dongdijun hesitated for a moment and reached out to take it. The scabbard was cold, and Dongdijun shivered abruptly when he touched it.

Yang Jian looked at the sword quietly, brushing the edge of the sword lightly with his fingers, his gentle expression and gentle gestures seemed to explain what kind of emotion was flowing in Yang Jian's heart at the moment.

Just when Dong Dijun was unsure of what to do, Yang Jian suddenly grabbed the sword edge with his backhand and slashed across his palm, and the dark red blood gushed out and flowed along the sword edge.Dongdijun's expression changed drastically, and before he could speak, he saw the sword's edge flickering and turning into streamers of light, instantly entangled and surrounded Yang Jian's blood, but recovered in the blink of an eye, and Jianfeng Ruhong was never seen again A trace of blood.

But Dong Dijun could still see that this sword was different.

Dong Dijun swallowed his breath and swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

Yang Jian stopped looking at him, quietly passed the sword in his hand, and his voice became ethereal: "Send this sword to Zhan Zhao." There is no antecedent and no explanation, Yang Jian seems to be talking about something that has nothing to do with him , just ordering something that Dong Dijun needs to do.

Dongdijun glanced at Yang Jian secretly, seeing that Yang Jian's gaze had already started to fall, he gritted his teeth, took the sword back into its sheath, nodded and said: "Okay, this matter is said to be a trouble for the old man, what does the real king want the old man to do?" The old man will do his best."

Yang Jian seemed to have smiled, but his figure had already started to blur, Dong Dijun only heard Yang Jian's clear voice: "Thank you." There was light emotion in the voice.

Dong Dijun suddenly felt a feeling of sadness in his heart, no good, it seems that his cultivation is still not enough...

Seeing that Yang Jian's figure had disappeared, Dong Dijun sighed slightly and muttered to himself: "Your Majesty said that this is a catastrophe, why bother the real king..."

A clear voice wanted to be in Dongdijun's ear: "I just fell in love with my doom, and I am willing to be bound by it..."

Dong Dijun was finally moved.

By the edge of the Yaochi Spring, the Jade Emperor raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a slight sarcasm in his smile: "Our judiciary god is back..."

Following his tone, the Queen Mother smiled and said, "Do you need to call him over?"

The Jade Emperor snorted coldly: "He is the most rare, so why do we need to call..." Just as he was speaking, the star official of Yaochi had come to report that the judicial god Yang Jian asked to see him.The Jade Emperor squinted at the Queen Mother: "What did I just say?"

The queen mother made a dignified expression and made a "please" gesture. Seeing the figure of the star official leaving, she hesitated and said, "How should the concubine respond?"

The Jade Emperor didn't seem to hear it, but his eyes drifted involuntarily to the entrance of Yaochi, slowly picked up a candied fruit and put it in his mouth to taste, saying: "I don't know anything."

The Queen Mother bowed slightly: "Understood."

In a few words, Yang Jian has already strode forward. He is wearing the black silver pattern cloak that he usually wears, his face is slightly pale, but his expression is as calm as ever to the point of being expressionless, his eyes are deep, cold and polite, with alienation , When he arrived in front of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother, he was very courteous, as if that year had never appeared in the mortal world.

The Queen Mother said solemnly: "Why are you here urgently to ask for an audience? It doesn't matter, wait until tomorrow when the Lingxiao Palace will go to court and report to you."

Yang Jian lifted up the corner of his robe and gave a great gift earnestly. The Jade Emperor and Queen Mother did not stop the politeness, but only heard Yang Jian's rare soft voice: "Other things can wait for tomorrow's court meeting, but this thank you gift is from Yang Jian's sincerity. No delay."

The Queen Mother peeked at the Jade Emperor, but the Jade Emperor suddenly didn't see him. The Queen Mother curled her lips secretly, her tone still flat: "Forget it, let's go back."

Yang Jian was no longer polite, got up and gave a little signal before turning around and leaving.

It wasn't until his figure disappeared that the Jade Emperor frowned and said with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, it looks like he came here specially to thank me?"

But the Queen Mother sighed softly: "To make him bow his head so willingly, even Ben Gong is curious about that Zhan Zhao."

The Jade Emperor smiled suddenly: "With Zhan Zhao in hand, Yang Jian will definitely listen to my every order in the future, and it won't be a disadvantage if you calculate it carefully. We will have to plan our minds with him if he is obedient and obedient."

The Queen Mother said seriously: "Your Majesty, be careful, who among us knows what Zhan Zhao?"

The Jade Emperor had already returned to his indifferent look, and said: "Your Majesty's words are absolutely true."

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