[Comprehensive] Start steaming buns today

At night, Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin came here, narrowing their eyes and staring at Zulong who looked like a grandfather, Ao Cunxin was not polite at all: "Didn't you say that this place belongs to us? Why are you still here?"

"I made this place, it's good to give it to you, so what if I let me hide for a while?" Zu Long squinted his eyes and yawned, seeing that Ao Cunxin was not embarrassed at all by being caught.

Yuan Feng, who was beside him, stood beside him, with his hands on his sides, and the corners of his mouth slightly hooked.

Yang Jian was holding a small bun in his hand, and it was Yang Qingyu who suddenly appeared here. He was nestled in his father's arms, his face was full of tears, and he looked at Zu Long with some doubts in his eyes. .

For so many years, Zulong saw only one little dragon, Ao Cunxin, and then there was another Ao San, and now there is another one, Yang Qingyu.

Zu Long stretched out his hand curiously, hugged Yang Qingyu into his arms, lowered his head and rubbed against him, Yang Qingyu inexplicably felt that he liked this arrogant and arrogant man.

"Ah, it feels so comfortable, I really like it!" Yang Qingyu smiled with narrowed eyes, and also rubbed against Zulong.

That kind of affectionate feeling really made Yang Jian speechless, the corner of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, holding a small pink dragon in his hand, "Senior, please check Cun Xin for me."

Regarding things like a dragon, even the Jade Cauldron, which claims to know all the wonders in the Three Realms, rarely gets stuck.

So regarding the matter of Ao Cunxin, Yu Ding and Yang Jian both chose to let Yang Jian bring Cun Xin to find Zulong, believing that he, the ancestor of the dragon, would have a solution.

But who knew that after seeing the two little dragons in his arms, Zu Long was more interested in Yang Qingyu!

In desperation, Yang Jian had no choice but to speak, and then Zu Long put down the forehead Yang Qingyu in his hand with a look of dissatisfaction, and then Yang Jian watched his son being taken away by Yuan Feng!

Really take it away!

The man hugged his son and turned into a big bird and flew away!

Ao Cunxin and Yang Jian stood in place, watching the golden phoenix disappear in a flash, their eyes widened, and suddenly the sky eyes radiated light!

Zu Long raised his hand to block, but he didn't dare to fight recklessly.

"What to do, what to do, our family is for your son's good, if you want your son to get rid of his current mess, stop me!" Zu Long snorted, and waved his long sleeves to form a barrier.

Only then did Yang Jian feel relieved, but he held Ao Cunxin and didn't dare to hand over the pink dragon in his hand!

Ao Cunxin looked at Yuanfeng's back, thought for a while, and flew up from her husband's palm, and landed in Zulong's hands with Yang Jian's worried eyes.

"Grandpa, look at me like this, what should I do?"

Ao Cunxin, relying on the appearance of a little dragon girl now, dared to speak, looking at Zulong's extremely young face, she opened her mouth and said.

On the contrary, Zulong looked like I was hurt, looked at the pink little dragon standing in the palm of his hand, twitched the corner of his mouth, moved his hand up, aimed at Ao Cunxin's long eyes, and said: "Don't call me grandpa , I am not your grandpa!"

Grandpa is so cruel!

Even if his grandpa is still young, it's the same!

"Grandfather, look at me now, how can I be better?" Ao Cunxin didn't care what Zulong said, and said with a small and exquisite face.

Zulong really didn't want to hear such a heart-wrenching name. However, as the ancestor of the dragon clan, Ao Cunxin called him such a grandpa really called him young. It felt so cruel and so sad!

Ao Cunxin's situation is a bit special, because the person who took away her body is also herself.

Just like the two-headed dragon with one body and two souls back then, it obviously has different thoughts, but has the same body. Unfortunately, the little dragon Ao Cunxin only has one head...

Before he knew it, his thoughts went wrong again, Zu Long coughed quickly, and after smiling at Ao Cunxin and the others, he turned around and threw Ao Cunxin on the throne.

"Zulong..."

Before Yang Jian could open his mouth, he saw the throne suddenly glowing, covering Ao Cunxin's entire dragon!

Yang Jian didn't know what Zulong was doing like this, but he could hear the dragon chanting with joy in Ao Cunxin's mouth, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the man in front of him stretched out his hand again, holding Ao Cunxin up!

"Where have you been these few days, tell me quickly!"

Damn, he just felt the breath of innate water from this little pink dragon, this is either teasing him or playing him!

"In the past few days, I just went to a strange place and drank some strange water. It is said...it looks like I am in the wilderness."

Ao Cunxin jumped a few times in Zulong's palm, and said, she felt very comfortable standing in the hands of this ancestor of the dragon clan, it was warm and felt very safe!

Flood...

Zulong's eyes flickered, and he suddenly let out a soft drink: "Oh——"

Yang Jian didn't feel it yet, there was a loud cry from the depths here, followed by a huge phoenix, which turned into a human shape in an instant, and there was an extra weight in his arms, it was Yang Qingyu.

"What did you just say, where is the innate water?!" The man grabbed Zulong's collar as soon as he landed, squinting his eyes and said.

Zu Long: "Ahem, Yuan, save me some face, the juniors are all watching!"

"What face do you still have?" The man said indifferently, he waved his hand and looked at Ao Cunxin, the little dragon girl held in Zulong's hand, turned his eyes up and down, and lifted her upside down with Ao Cunxin's tail Get up and shake.

Yang Jian couldn't care less about his son being in his arms, and stepped forward to snatch his wife, but the man turned around and avoided him, "Wait a minute."

With infinite surprise and ecstasy in that cold voice, Yang Jian was stunned, and his eyes stared at the person in front of him with a brilliant brilliance on Liu Yun's forehead.

"Ahh, I'm so dizzy, let me go!" The dragon girl who was hung upside down swayed from side to side, with special circles in her eyes.

Unaffected by Ao Cunxin's voice at all, You Zulong checked the little dragon carefully in front of Yang Jian's Yuanfeng, holding the little dragon in his hand, and then threw the little guy in Yang Jian's arms casually.

The whole person went to the throne, and the handsome man touched his chin, "It's really..."

"Ao Cunxin, let me ask you, where did you go when your soul left your body?" Probably the man's expression was very serious. Ao Cunxin, who had just escaped from the clutches of the devil and returned to her husband's arms, blinked her eyes , did not dare to hide.

"It's a very strange place."

She thought for a while and said, "The child named Sijiu said, where is the Three Realms, and I don't know exactly where it is."

Outside the Three Realms.

After hearing her words, Zu Long and Yuan Feng turned their heads and glanced at each other, their eyes were full of surprise and ecstasy, Yuan Feng stared at Ao Cunxin and did not speak, but Zu Long stepped forward and handed Yang Qingyu back.

It was only then that Yang Jian found out in embarrassment that he had accidentally thrown his son out just because of his wife.

_(:зゝ∠)_Yang didn't do it on purpose.

The little guy held by Zulong's nose twitched and his eyes were watery. Yang Jian felt guilty for a moment, and in the next second he took him back with a big hand, and reached out to touch Yang Qing. Yu's head, opened the mouth and said: "Sorry."

Xiao Baozi, who was comforted by his father, changed his expression from aggrieved to admiring, "It's okay, Daddy!"

"There is a name for the place you went to. You may be more familiar with it." Just then, E Yuanfeng spoke in silence. Obviously, he was debating whether to tell this matter or not.

Yang Jian and Ao Cunxin turned their heads to look at the same time, squinted their eyes and said, "What's the name?"

The tall and handsome man held his son in one hand, and wrapped a dragon around his other hand. Zulong and Yuanfeng couldn't bear to look at the back of the man they had been watching for several years, but he was so homely.

"That name is Chaos." Yuan Feng's voice sounded with nostalgia, and Yang Jian's pupils shrank.

Hundreds of years have passed since the Conferred God War many years ago, and the prehistoric past has become a thing of the past. Whether it is the cultivation base of immortals, demons, ghosts or humans, immortals, Buddhas and gods, they have all walked on their predetermined path.

Compared with the prehistoric era that has become history, what is more distant is the chaotic time and space before the first opening of the world. Three thousand demon gods screened the characters who could survive in the chaos, and the fittest survived.

The era before Dao Wei Ming Dao was born was called Chaos.

"It's impossible. No one can survive in the chaos, let alone that place is a place with mountains and rivers, like a valley." Yang Jian gritted his teeth and said.

"No one can survive in it, but... what if that person is not the so-called person?" Zu Long raised his head, with a provocative opening in his eyes, Yang Jian's face sank.

As a mother who is already a child, Ao Cunxin is holding her husband's arm in a nympho, not realizing how heavy the current situation is at all.

Since Pangu created the world, witches, demons, ghosts, Buddhas, gods, and men, it took an unknown number of yuanhuis to gradually form such an orthodox world.

But Zulong said that there are still people living in the chaos.

So who is that person?

There seems to be a vague name hovering in his mind, but Yang Jian dare not think about it or believe it. If such a person really exists, then what is this world going to do?

Is it still a game?

As his thoughts suddenly tightened in his heart, Yang Jian quickly stabilized his mind. He could feel that his cultivation base and realm had regressed a little because of what he had just thought about.

It can only be tasted carefully, maybe it’s not necessarily because of my own thoughts.

Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at the little Fenlong who was quietly rubbing his mouth against his skin, thinking that he didn't know, and thought with a helpless sigh in his heart.

☆, the real history outside the story

For Yu Yang Jian, today is probably the happiest day in his life. His younger sister, who was suppressed by him under Mount Hua, was rescued by his nephew!

At the same time, there is also Xintiantiao.

And today, it was the wedding of his own nephew and his former daughter.

As an uncle/father/father-in-law, shouldn't he show something and praise these two newcomers?

However, in the end Yang Jian just patted his sister-in-law on the shoulder, opened his mouth and only said: "Don't hate me."

To be honest, Yang Jian didn't like Liu Yanchang. Didn't this person hurt his sister enough? In the first battle of Huashan, he actually carried the child and left with the Lotus Lantern. It belonged to his sister!

The only magic weapon that can be used to resist him!

You, a mortal man who doesn’t know the spell and has no magic power, is planning to run away with the lotus lamp, are you still a man? !

Forget it, let me let you go for the sake of raising our Yang family...

The relationship between men has always been pure, just a smile and a word, smiling to see the kindness and hatred.

"Hey, this person looks very familiar!"

With a familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Yang Jian turned his head reflexively and saw a woman in green combing the head of a mortal girl, with long flowing hair, just like the time when he was on Huashan Mountain. The woman who split the mask.

clove.

All of a sudden, he remembered that silly girl of the Dragon Clan that he had kept in his heart and locked up.

The new Tiantiao has come out, so she should be released too.

Suddenly, I really want to see her, but I can't, I can't, it's not time yet.

Wait, wait, wait.

"Can you say that again."

Yang Jian was standing on the beach of the West Sea in white, looking at the vast ocean, his eyes were cold, and the wind chime in his hand was trembling. He closed his eyes and stopped the man before he could speak again.

Then, looking at the sea water of the West Sea, she stretched out her hand very gently, and squatted down to put her hand into the water, it was bitingly cold.

Yang Jian smiled, the smile on the corner of his mouth was so gentle, under the gaze of the man, Yang Jian grasped the wind chime and immersed himself in the water, the sea water gently separated the space around him.

Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered that he is now in the body of a fairy, and ordinary water cannot touch his body.

But this water is different.

Not at all.

"Cun Xin, why didn't you wait for me?" His voice was very soft, with bits and pieces of nostalgia and sighs, but more despair.

He has already arranged everything, the Yang Mansion that was moved to the Heavenly Court back then has returned to its original position, cleaned inside and out, and is waiting for a hostess to open it.

but.

Cun Xin, how could you just go without waiting for me?

Do you know that I miss you very much, I dare not lose even a single bit of memory over the years, all of which are sealed in my heart, and every time I think about it, it hurts my heart.

But you are gone.

What is the use of me keeping these memories?

Yang Jian withdrew his body protection mana, and let the sea water rush up, soaking his clothes in just a moment, and his white clothes were particularly conspicuous in the dark seabed.

The man with dragon horns stood on the beach, looked at the god of justice who had never come up after entering the water, finally closed his eyes and sighed.

Third sister, I promised you, I did it.

From now on, there is only Ao San as my younger sister.

"Yang Jian, are you here?" A delicate voice sounded, warm and pleasantly surprised, Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw that translucent person standing not far away from him, with the same smile as before.

"Inches of heart?"

He opened his mouth, only to realize that his voice was already very hoarse. He stretched out his hand and held the other's palm that was also extended, and the two of them stood facing each other, just like when they were traveling around the world.

"I miss you, Yang Jian."

After a moment of silence, the woman's voice sounded. Yang Jian looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled, and finally stretched out his other hand. The wind chime that had been shrunk by him returned to its original size. One large, two small, and three jade stones rang alone. .

"Cun Xin, look, our home..."

Done……

Did you see it?

Ao Cunxin's eyes lit up when he saw the wind chime, and he took a step forward while holding the wind chime with a smile on his lips.

"Wind Chimes..."

Yang Jian looked at her, nodded with a smile, stretched out his hand and hugged the woman directly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile never reached his eyes, because he saw that the figure behind the woman in his arms was very familiar.

"who are you?"

Ao Cunxin obviously noticed this too, turned around in Yang Jian's arms, looked over, and saw a gentle woman standing not far away, her eyes fixed on Yang Jian and her.

"Ao San..."

Ao Cunxin opened his mouth and spit out two words, Yang Jian's eyes sharpened, he looked down at his wife in his arms, then raised his head to look at the woman not far away, "Cun Xin, what did you mean by Ao San? "

The woman just stood far away and didn't intend to come over. Yang Jian seemed to be puzzled, only to find that there was an invisible barrier between the waters here and the waters there.

"Inches of heart?"

"Yang Jian, let me tell you a story, do you want to listen?" The woman in his arms coughed, looked at Yang Jian with a smile on her lips, and said.

Yang Jian naturally nodded.

"Since ancient times, the dragon clan, the phoenix clan, and the unicorn clan have been at odds with each other. From childhood quarrels to quarrels, and finally the war of the whole clan, it took about a Yuanhui time to subside."

Yang Jian naturally knows about this matter, there is a master who knows all about the world, what would Yang Jian not know?

After the Three Tribulations of the Dragon and the Phoenix, the Wu Clan ruled the world, and the Golden Crow Emperor Jun of the three clans took charge of the heavens. Since then, an era of golden immortals has opened up all over the rivers and lakes, slowly falling from the flat bottom to the high place.

In the end, this world was created.

"But there is one thing you don't know. The ancestor of the Dragon Clan, Zulong, and the ancestor of the Phoenix Clan, Yuanfeng, disappeared after the third dragon-phoenix battle. In addition, the two clans had exhausted their luck, so they stopped fighting."

"I know this."

Yang Jian said just as Ao Cunxin finished speaking, the woman in his arms shook her head, with a far-fetched smile on her lips, "When I was born, I carried two dragon souls on my body."

Speaking of which, Ao Cunxin didn't continue talking, but slightly pushed Yang Jian away, looked at Yang Jian with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his translucent body gradually turned into nothingness.

Yang Jian looked at her, reaching out his hand in vain to grasp the palm that had become empty, with the indelible shock in his eyes.

"Don't hate her, remember, take good care of Qingyu."

The last word carried boundless strength and shook Yang Jian out at once. Only then did he realize that he had actually escaped from his body before, and the person standing beside him was Ao Cunxin!

No, it should be Ao San.

She was holding a cute child in her hands, and the chubby hands were soft when she squeezed them, looking very cute.

Yang Jian reached out to take it, and looked at the woman in pink with a cold face. The smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be filled with anger, but also seemed helpless tolerance: "Thank you, Miss Ao San, for helping me take care of Qingyu. Yang Jian will take him here." gone back."

He turned around and was about to leave when the woman behind him looked at him and suddenly said, "Yang Jian—"

"If I am willing to go back with you, will you accept me?"

The woman's words were heard in his ears, the voice was very familiar, and the face was very familiar. Yang Jian hugged the child and closed his eyes, feeling the gentle water flow around him, and finally shook his head.

"Princess Ao San's heart, Yang Jian has accepted it."

The man stood in the water as if he was walking on flat ground, his hair was flying. He turned around, holding Yang Qingyu who was asleep in his arms, and looked at her with cold eyes.

"It's just Yang Jian's wife, and Ao Cunxin is the only one."

This is rejection.

Ao San sighed, looked at Yang Qingyu, the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit far-fetched, "Then, can Ao San visit Qingyu once in a while, after all, I gave birth to this child, I..."

"Princess Ao San wants to come and Yang Jian will naturally not stop her, but please don't forget, Princess Ao San, the mother of this child is the third princess of Xihai, Ao Cunxin." Yang Jian's voice was full of anger, as if he was wandering in some difficulty choice between.

Ao San suddenly lost his voice.

Only then did Yang Jian turn back to his body and activate the body protection magic power. The gentle water was isolated, still wrapping the two of them gently and softly. Yang Jian looked from side to side and finally smiled.

"Cun Xin, I'm taking Qing Yu back, and I'll see you again in a few days..."

The beautiful woman in pink stood not far away, watching the man walk a long distance, closing her eyes as if she was crying or smiling: "After so many years, I am finally the only one left in this body .”

"But why..."

Suddenly very lonely.

What has long been used to has become a habit, and when it is lost, it is inexplicably uncomfortable.

Obviously wishing that you would disappear as soon as possible, and really miss you so much at this time, thinking that when I was in the Yang Mansion, I pulled you and provoked your relationship with him every time.

Looking at you in the end, I couldn't help but feel distressed.

Ao Cunxin, don't leave me the last way, you are cruel enough.

When Yang Jian left the West Sea, the eldest prince was no longer at the seaside, replaced by Xiao Tiangou.

Dressed in black, holding a huge tiger bone, always with a silly smile, looking at Yang Qingyu in his arms, his eyes widened in disbelief: "Master, this is..."

"He's my son."

Yang Jian spoke, his voice was obviously not loud, but it spread throughout the West Sea Dragon Palace: "I and Ao Cunxin's son."

Yang Jian is a ruthless person, he is ruthless to himself, and he is also ruthless to his wife.

But one day, he discovered that he couldn't be ruthless anymore!

If you go any further, the lady will be gone!

How can this be!Absolutely not!

"Cun Xin, shall we go home?" The man's voice was warm, full of helplessness and a little expectation.

No one knows, the majestic judicial god, his heart is beating like thunder right now!

Thinking that he was excited for a long time when he saw Chen Xiang, but now his son is in his wife's belly, he couldn't be happier!

But even if the judicial god bowed his head, Ao Cunxin snorted and turned around, ignoring him!

Yang Jian has never been a good-tempered person, or a god.

No matter how gentle and gentle he is, he is still the mischievous Yang Erlang back then, so he is also angry!

I've been begging you for so long, and you don't give me an answer, so go get angry, I'm leaving!Yang Jian turned around and snorted, but there was no sound from the other party. Yang Jian paused, his eyes slanted, and peeked!

He quietly held the other party's wrist in his hand, hey, are you not angry?

OK, go ahead!

Seemingly still not angry, Yang Jian reached out and hugged his wife, but suddenly found that the woman in his arms was smiling happily.

"True monarch..."

Before she finished speaking, she was pushed out by Yang Jian, and looked at her coldly: "You are not Cun Xin."

"Ao San, I have met the real king."

It was only then that Yang Jian realized that this person who was one with Ao Cunxin had the same face, but they were different individuals.

Ao San, what is she doing here?

"It wasn't Ao San before, but sister Cun Xin's wisp of consciousness was at work."

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the woman. Ao San smiled, and stretched out his hand to pass a light pink ball, "This is the last touch of consciousness of sister Cun Xin, I will give it to you."

From now on, I am Ao San.

Sorry.

Although I'm sorry, Longquan and I are not compatible, and Ao Cunxin is the one who is destined.

A person who turns into a spring has no afterlife, and it is not easy to leave a trace of spiritual consciousness. This body, if not for her, this body would have been wiped out long ago, and there is no way back.

The Temple of the True Monarch——

Yang Jian opened his eyes, with a silver light shining on his forehead, he looked around, only to realize that he was actually dreaming.

No wonder, that weird temper came out when I was a child.

But when he lowered his head, he found a touch of pink in his hand. When he opened his hand, the pink light flowed and directly entered the wind chime.

There is no wind, automatic, and the sound is lonely.

It's like back then, when the woman scolded delicately, and it was also like when the woman moaned under him softly, she sighed emotionally.

Yang Jian Yang Jian...

Second Grandpa Second Grandpa...

I still remember the pretty lady in pink and Xiao Tiangou laughing in the yard, he was making tea and watching with a fan, and occasionally exchanged thoughts with Sanshoujiao.

It's nothing more than she making trouble, I'm laughing, and the years are quiet.

Looking up again, there is a collision of stones between the wind chimes.

Jingle, Jingle.

———————————————————————About the world before Yang Qingyu traveled, history END.