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Chapter 133

Words:3011Update:22/06/28 11:46:13

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'It's better to let this rot in my heart.'

Yang Jian hesitated for a while and decided not to tell Chu Qian that Yun Hua Fairy was Yohime Fairy today.

When they got their mother back, Chu Qian should be able to recognize her. This would be more direct than others telling her.

After coaxing the crying Yang Xiaochan for a while, Yang Xiaochan calmed down after venting. After all, she was still in front of her future sister-in-law, so she didn't dare to be too close to her brother.

"Brother, do you always think that I get into trouble easily? I don't know my limits and I can't help you with anything? "Yang Xiaochan asked him while sniffling.

Although Yang Jian wanted to praise her for her self-awareness, he could only laugh and ruffle her long hair. He said, "It's not that I think you're a burden, but as long as you're with me, I can't focus on fighting the enemy. You can always distract me."

Yang Xiaochan blinked, then pursed her lips and giggled, as if she had eaten candied fruit.

Yang Xiaochan, who had been settled with just one sentence, looked at Ao Xinke and gently pushed her brother. She whispered, "Aren't you going to talk to your future wife?"

"You little girl." Yang Jian wanted to scold her, but he did not know what to say.

Chu Qian stepped forward and bowed. Yang Xiaochan pulled Chu Qian and said that they were going to the hall to read, leaving Yang Jian and Ao Xinke alone.

Yang Jian did not feel embarrassed. He had been through a lot of life and death situations. How could love make him short of breath?

Ao Xinke's state of mind wasn't bad either. Although she had accidentally hit Yang Jian, which made her feel as if her heart was beating wildly, she quickly recovered.

She took two steps forward and bowed to Yang Jian. Yang Jian, who wanted to be casual in front of her, had to return the bow. She led him to the only chair and sat down.

"Do you usually live here?" Yang Jian looked at the simple decorations around him, but he was a little nervous.

If she liked to read, where would he go to find such a vast sea of books?

Ao Xinke pursed her lips and sighed softly. She said softly, "Hmm … You, are, are you … injured?"

"It's done." Yang Jian patted his chest. Seeing that she was sitting at the side, he pointed at the bed beside him. She blushed and sat down. Her posture was very dignified. She felt a little restrained in her own room.

Yang Jian wanted to find a topic to chat about. Ao Xinke was not in a position to speak, so he had to speak more.

Since it was not convenient for Ao Xinke to talk, he had to talk more. In fact, he did not have many topics to talk about to make a girl happy. Yang Jian was not good at it.

Naturally, the two declarations had long been circulated in the Dragon Palace. Ao Xinke also read the declaration against demons and the declaration against sages at the first instance. She knew that Yang Jian had gone through all kinds of hardships outside.

But what surprised her was that she did not see any fatigue on Yang Jian. When she listened to Yang Jian, she did not hear any complaints or anger from Yang Jian …

Ao Xinke admired Yang Jian and did not dare to look down on him.

As they talked, Yang Jian talked about what happened when he returned to the Dragon Palace. He talked about Ao Xinke's "Fourth Brother" and took out the spearless spear.

In ancient times, the Dragons fought with the Phoenix Clan. The Primordial World collapsed and the Sea Eye of the Four Seas became violent.

The remaining experts of the Phoenix Clan attacked the Dragons' land and smashed all the Ancestral Dragon's bloodline that had not hatched. Only a few were spared. Ao Xinke was one of them.

The one who guarded the Dragons' land was Ao Guang's fourth brother, the Four Sons of the Ancestral Dragon.

He was also the most powerful among the Dragon Sons of the Ancestral Dragon. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and did not have long to live because of the sneak attack by the experts of the Phoenix Clan.

The Four Sons of the Ancestral Dragon saw their land being slaughtered by the Phoenix Clan. They hated the Phoenix Clan. After the Dragons guarded the Four Seas, they did not think about healing their injuries. Instead, they started to forge a Divine Weapon.

The Four Sons of the Ancestral Dragon swore to kill the last person of the Phoenix Clan. They poured all their efforts into the Divine Weapon and used all the natural treasures to condense the spear handle.

They even disobeyed the order of the Dragon Clan and secretly stole the only Heaven Splitting Stone in the Dragon Palace's treasury. They wanted to sharpen the tip of the spear.

The so-called Heaven Splitting Stone had a great origin. It was a 'stubborn stone' that the Great God Pangu could not destroy when he created the world. It was born from chaos and there were only a few of them in the world.

However, the Four Sons of the Ancestral Dragon realized that although the Heaven Splitting Stone was powerful, it could not be sharpened. In the end, they could not do anything about it. Instead, they were injured by the Heaven Splitting Stone and their injuries were aggravated.

Perhaps their hatred for the Phoenix Clan had reached the extreme. The Four Sons of the Ancestral Dragon finally figured out a way to melt the Heaven Splitting Stone. It was to soak in their own blood.

The Four Sons of the Ancestral Dragon were really crazy. They went to the deep sea without telling their clansmen and stuffed the Heaven Splitting Stone into their chests. Then, they used their powerful cultivation to slowly melt the Heaven Splitting Stone.

How domineering was the Heaven Splitting Stone? It was a spiritual item that did not break under Pangu's axe!

At that time, the Ancestral Dragon Four Sons were heavily injured. The moment the Heaven Splitting Stone entered their bodies, their Blood Essence was directly absorbed by the Heaven Splitting Stone …

In their shock, the four sons of the Ancestral Dragon were extremely decisive. In for a penny, in for a pound, in for a pound. They absorbed the spear into their bodies, wanting to fuse the two into one inside their bodies!

Turning the dragon's body into spirit stones, forging a divine weapon with its blood!

"In the end, did you … succeed?" Ao Xinke asked in a low voice.

That was her fourth brother, who shared the same father and mother with her. He forcefully refined the Heaven Splitting Stone with his heavily injured body and used his dragon body to form a Divine Weapon. If he failed, that would be truly tragic.

"That's it."

Yang Jian took out the spearless spear and rubbed it gently in his hand, but it was as if he could not feel the weight of the spearless spear.

Ao Xinke, who was next to him, came over curiously. Yang Jian handed the spear to her. Ao Xinke took it with both hands. She lost her balance and almost fell forward because of the spear.

Yang Jian's eyes were sharp and his hands were fast. He caught her and held the Divine Weapon in his hand.

Ao Xinke and Yang Jian's eyes met. They could sense each other's breaths.

Her face was a little red and she wanted to break free. Yang Jian did not let go. He only helped her up slowly and said softly, "Be careful, this spear is very heavy."

"Yes … yes!" Ao Xinke nodded gently. For a moment, she heard the 'dong, dong' sound of the drum again. She did not know where it came from.

When Yang Jian let go of her wrist, she calmed down and asked hurriedly, "Where's the spearhead?"

"Look." Yang Jian drank the tea in the porcelain cup in one gulp. He moved the teacup closer to the spearhead. It was about a foot away from the end of the spear and he gently slid it across.

The porcelain cup was actually split into two!

The cut was extremely smooth and there were no cracks at all!

"It … It's gone?" Ao Xinke said in surprise. She wanted to reach out and touch it but did not dare to.

"Not yet." Yang Jian sighed and rubbed the spearhead. The spear vibrated gently and burrowed into Yang Jian's palm, attaching itself to Yang Jian's left arm.

Yang Jian said, "At the last moment, the Dragons's expert found the Ancestral Dragon's Four Sons and rescued his Dragon Soul with his great mystical ability."

Ao Xinke's face darkened and she said softly, "Fourth … Fourth Brother, I think … I hate …"

"Yes, he was anxious and regretful. This spear only lacked his Dragon Soul. He could also transform into a spear. This was also something that could not be helped. Perhaps the Heavenly Dao did not allow this Divine Weapon to appear. "Yang Jian's words were filled with emotions.

The Ancestral Dragon's Four Sons failed in the end. The Dragon Soul was also sent back to the clan's land to recuperate. However, due to the decline of the Dragons' luck, it finally died of depression.

It was too late for the Dragons's expert who saved him to regret it. He did it out of kindness, so he could not say anything.

As for this spearhead, it was placed in the Dragons's treasure vault and was no longer of any use until Yang Jian held it in his hands.

The materials used for this spear could be said to be extremely precious. After countless years, it had also developed its own spirituality. However, the Heaven Splitting Stone that was supposed to be the spear's tip had fused into the spear's body. Only the sharpness remained, and it did not have a physical body.

"Yes, can, can, can, install … another, another, sharpness?"

Yang Jian smiled and shook his head. He patted the arm where the spearhead was hidden and said, "The spear's tip is on the spear's body, it's just that it can't be seen. If I have the chance to meet the Saints in the future, I'll ask the Saints to help. "

Ao Xinke's eyes lit up and she immediately nodded in approval.

Perhaps only the six Saints could do what the Dragons's experts could not.

Yang Jian was a third-generation disciple of the Jade Void Palace. Now, he was famous in the Primordial World. Almost everyone knew about him. It was not difficult for him to meet the Saints.

If this spear landed in Yang Jian's hands, it would definitely shine in the future. It might even be able to repair itself and reveal its true form.

"Fourth, Fourth Brother's … last, last wish, please, please, please."

"Yes." Yang Jian nodded. He looked at Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian, who did not want to return. He could only continue to find interesting things to tell her.

Ao Xinke sat there like the bright moon in the sky. She listened quietly and looked at Yang Jian with an increasingly gentle gaze.

Yang Jian could also feel her feelings, and his tone was gentle from time to time.

Although the two of them had been brought together by the Dragon Palace and were not married because of love, they had a good impression of each other. However, because of the marriage contract, they wanted to treat each other well and gradually developed a good impression of each other.

Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian secretly hid beside a bookshelf. They stepped on the ladder and looked over from the gap.

"Sister Qian, do you think they will …"

"What?"

Yang Xiaochan lowered his voice and asked, "Do husband and wife in broad daylight?"

Chu Qian could not catch her breath. She covered her mouth and coughed.

She was a Jade Bone Zither Demon. She had occupied the mountain for tens of thousands of years. Although she had not had sex, she had seen many things.

"What is husband and wife?" Chu Qian asked softly.

Yang Xiaochan blinked. "Sister Tinglan said that we just lie on the same bed and sleep. Many Dao companions do the same. They say that they can communicate with Yin and Yang and connect the world … "

"When you are older, I will take you to the human world. You will understand everything. Don't talk nonsense now."

Chu Qian whispered a few words of warning before bursting into laughter.

In this great hall full of books, because of her smile, there was a bit more spring sunshine, and also because of that corner, there was a bit more gentle breeze and drizzle.

Yang Xiaochan blinked. Is this wrong?



In a forest near the sea of the Dongsheng Divine Land, more than ten figures came from all directions. They hid their auras and fell into the white fog in the forest.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of this group of people. He suddenly turned around. His long robe danced in the wind. He wore a very simple white mask, revealing only a pair of long and narrow eyes.

Behind the mask came a voice that was neither male nor female. It was neither coarse nor soft.

"This is the shortest way to the Center Continent from the East Ocean Dragon Palace. Listen to me. When Yang Jian comes out of the Dragon Palace, lead that stupid guy here!"

"Yes, Patriarch!"

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