When you become the elder sister of the male god [Comprehensive + Sword III]

The turmoil in the underworld did not cause an uproar in the Three Realms, and very few people knew about it.Generally, no major disasters are caused, and no one will know or remember it, nor will they remember who saved them and helped them.

In recent days, Yang Jian has been calm on the surface, but he has been depressed in his heart, but he is constantly warning himself that it is not the time yet.When he calmed down a little, Guanjiangkou Erlang Temple ushered in a big man, that is his aunt, the Queen Mother, although he never admitted it.

The heart is high and does not recognize the family members of heaven, and the arrogance returns to the gods and lives in Guanjiang.Others only thought he was arrogant, but how many people would know that he just couldn't accept being confronted with the person who killed his family every day, and he didn't do anything because he wanted to take care of the overall situation.

Only this time, he wanted to go against his own heart, no matter it was for Mingyi or Third Sister, he would do it.

The queen mother is dressed in a seemingly plain but incomparably gorgeous dress. Her aura is very strong, and she looks like she is not approachable.

"I don't know why your mother is looking for Yang Jian?" Yang Jian said sonorously, still standing upright.

The empress turned around and smiled: "Yang Jian, many years ago, you rejected my invitation. This time, I invite you again. You may wish to go to heaven to be a god of justice."

This tone seemed peaceful, but there was a threat hidden in it, and what she said was not asking for advice, but an order.

Yang Jian's heart was turbulent, but there was nothing he could do now.

However, even if you want to agree, you must not agree so easily. You must know that Liu Bei still visits the thatched cottage to ask Zhuge Liang, and agreeing casually is too low for his own worth.

Yang Jian said indifferently: "I am at ease in Guanjiangkou, why should I go to the Heavenly Court to be the god of justice?"

The empress came to Yang Jian's side, and there was a decree in her hand: "This palace can give you supreme power, not to mention after so many years, do you want to continue like this?"

"This is a good opportunity. Whether you grasp it or not is up to you." The empress withdrew the decree, "If you figure it out, come here tomorrow to find me."

Yang Jian paused and left, the queen mother was not angry, she smiled slightly, she seemed very sure that Yang Jian would definitely come tomorrow.

After returning, Yang Jian sat there alone drinking tea, the tea was already cold, and no one could warm it up for him.Xiao Tiangou squatted beside Yang Jian, raised his head and asked, "Master, why are you unhappy?"

"By the way, where are the little master and the mistress?" Xiao Tiangou looked around, but he didn't see anyone except Yang Jian.

Apart from the owner, Xiaotiangou likes the little master and the hostess the most. The hostess will cook delicious food for him, and the little master will play with him and call him uncle.

"They." Yang Jian didn't want to say any more, and every time he thought about it, his heart couldn't help but ache.

Xiao Tiangou shut up and stopped asking, he knew it must be something bad, that's why his master showed such a helpless and sad expression.

Yang Jian sighed: "Xiao Tiangou, don't worry, they will come back."

"Well, master, I want to eat the big bone soup cooked by the hostess."

"... Sigh." Yang Jian glanced at Xiao Tiangou and shook his head helplessly.

Fortunately, Xiao Tiangou was by his side, the most correct thing he did was to save Xiao Tiangou, and he didn't give up.

In the underworld, apart from giving orders to the people below, Mingyi talks in front of the life wheel at other times, perfecting the life wheel and the mission wheel can no longer need Zhao'er to be in it and can run freely, so that Zhao'er You can return to her and Yang Jian sooner.

Every time Mingyi comes here, the lotus seeds will float out and turn around on the life wheel, very intimate.

"Zhaoer, you see that Lianzi misses you so much, you have to come back quickly." Ming Yi tapped Lianzi lightly and said towards the life wheel.

Lianzi wasn't shy at all, but jumped up and down even more happily.

Mingyi thought that if it was Zhao'er who was replaced, he might become popular. If Lianzi was transformed, he would definitely be able to "bully" Zhao'er.

"Okay, Zhao'er, mother will definitely be there as soon as possible, mother really misses your father, how can a person be so comfortable and warm in such a cold hell in the bustling world."

Suddenly, a little ghost floated over and saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, the Great Sage is here."

The name Niangniang is known to everyone because of Lord Yan's name. Since Mingyi is now the real manager of the underworld, the title Niangniang is also deserved.

"Oh, Great Sage, I'm going to see him right away." Mingyi turned around and waved to Zhao'er, "Zhao'er, mother will go to see the Great Sage first."

Mingyi turned around and came to the main hall of the underworld, where Monkey King was flipping through the book of life and death, scratching his ears and cheeks.

"Big sister! Why are you here?" Sun Wukong scratched his wrist and asked.

When he came to the underworld before, it was Lord Yan who came to see him, why did he change to a younger sister today.

Mingyi smiled lightly: "Great Sage, what is your business in the underworld? You don't have to be surprised, now the underworld is managed by me."

"It's not strange, it's not strange, big sister, I have an unfeeling request. In the past, my old grandson was too impulsive and ruined the life and death of Huaguoshan monkey monkey grandson. Now, alas." Sun Wukong looked regretful. He felt extremely uncomfortable when he thought of the monkeys in Huaguo Mountain who were alive but watched their bodies fester but couldn't die.

Lord Yan said that you can't tear it, you can't tear it, he didn't listen, and now he really regrets it. It's better to die like this. It's better to be reincarnated than to be alive.

Mingyi sighed softly: "The cycle of karma, the retribution of heaven, everyone will eventually pay the price for what they did. Now that you have regretted it, the life and death book will naturally come back, but it needs your help."

"Big sister, just say what my grandson can do." Sun Wukong was very excited, as long as he can prevent those monkeys and monkey grandchildren from suffering, it's nothing to help.

Mingyi picked up a blank book from the table and handed it to Sun Wukong, then showed a strange look: "Great Sage."

"..." Sun Wukong suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Write down the name and surname of your monkey monkey grandson." Ming Yi patted the book that Monkey King was holding on his chest and said with a smile.

Sun Wukong's heart is broken, he has many monkeys and grandchildren, how much work it will take to write them down one by one, and he has to write them himself!He looked down at his monkey paw, his monkey paw twitched, shit, it was about to break.

But if it saves his monkeys and grandchildren from suffering, he is willing. If it is not because of him, they will not have to suffer. It is all his fault.

His fault, he will bear it himself.

"Okay, thank you, big sister." Sun Wukong waved his notebook and immediately drove somersault cloud to leave, but Mingyi stopped him.

A pen appeared in Mingyi's hand: "Great Sage, don't worry, you can't write with an ordinary pen, you must use this one."

"Okay, okay." Sun Wukong took the floating brush and disappeared in front of Mingyi in an instant.

Mingyi shook his head slightly: "This monkey is very anxious."

Are all monkeys in such a hurry?Otherwise, there would be the word monkey anxious.

After Sun Wukong left, Yan Wangye stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, will the Great Sage take it away?"

"It's all right, I've already applied the spell, and I can't write anything except writing, and it's just a useless pen if someone else takes it away." Ming Yi said, putting the hand that had pinched the formula into his sleeve.

Lord Yan said: "Your Majesty is as careful as dust."

"Okay, you don't have to be afraid. As long as I'm here in the underworld, no one can make trouble. As long as anyone dares to make trouble, I will take care of him." Mingyi has already understood the thoughts of Lord Yan, who just wants to ask for peace. , then she will give him peace of mind.

Lord Yan heaved a sigh of relief: "Okay."

At that time, Ming Yi had just moved in here, and he was still not convinced, but now he thinks it's good, he doesn't have to panic when facing powerful people like before, things in the underworld are also in order, and he also has his own free time.

Mingyi paced and sat on the chair, picked up the copybook on the table and looked through it, she asked: "Have all the ghosts who slipped out before been captured?"

"Yes, Erlang Zhenjun captured all the ghosts we missed and sent them here."

"He came in person?" Ming Yi thought that if she came in person but didn't come to see her, she must be very disappointed.

King Yan shook his head: "Zhenjun Erlang sent Brother Meishan here."

"Well, that's good, you re-examine those ghosts and assign them to different levels of hell."

"Yes." Lord Yan immediately went down to do it after receiving the order.

The case was put aside, Mingyi closed his eyes and sensed Yang Jian's location, and wanted to use his eyes to talk, even if he couldn't see him, it would be nice if he could hear his voice.What she wants now is not high, she really just wants to hear his voice.

The heaven was cold, like a coffin that made people breathless. Yang Jian was looking at Tiantiao in his Zhenjun Temple, and he was so angry that he threw Tiantiao to the ground.

Xiaotiangou leaned over and picked it up: "Master, this is the sky."

"This set of obsolete rules of heaven should have been replaced a long time ago. I really regret that I didn't accept this errand sooner." Yang Jian raised his forehead and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Suddenly he heard Ming Yi's crisp voice: "Ah Jian, I feel that you are in a bad mood, what's wrong?"

"Mingyi, can you hear me?" Yang Jian communicated with his heart.

"can."

"I became a judicial god, and I was in a bad mood just after reading that day's article."

Mingyi comforted: "Since it's not good, then do what you want to do. I'll always be by your side, and I'll help you too."

Yang Jian finally showed a comfortable smile: "Okay."

"Ah Jian, you can talk to me a few more words." Ming Yi said after a pause.

"Okay, I want to hear you too."

After all, they haven't seen each other for a long time, and they had a good conversation.

No one in one day, like three autumns.

Even if years are nothing to them, they have an endless life to people, but loneliness is the same.

Even gods cannot avoid emotions and desires, but as a god, you can have them but never indulge them, because every god has its own responsibilities.If he neglects to give up his responsibility because of personal feelings, then he is not a god.

The two of them just greeted each other with a few simple words, and they were already satisfied.

"Ah Jian, go about your business. If you have time, come and talk to Zhaoer. If you don't, then don't come. Zhaoer won't want you to delay things for him."

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Of course, I will not let Zhaoer down."

The connection between the two was broken, and Yang Jian was full of strength and continued to do his own thing. No matter how hard and tiring he was, as long as someone was with him, he would not be afraid of anything, not bitter, not tired.