Chapter 1681: Kind and unwilling

"Sister Aunt, I..."
Yang Lizhen just opened his mouth and was interrupted by Yang Junxiu: "You, you, you are going to stay here now, but also show enough calmness, so that people can't see the truth!"
"But my grandfather is an adult..."
Yang Lixi’s voice was interrupted again by Yang Junxiu:
You don’t have to worry about your grandfather’s injury. From now on, except for my friends with Yang Lan, unless you are a grandmother, you will not see you if you come. grandfather!"
Yang Junxiu’s tone is ruthless, and even sounds somewhat inhuman, but Yang Lizhen understands that the current Xishan boat is completely under the control of the grandmother, in the core cabin, not to mention Shangguan Lei and him, even if it is The ghost fish and Zhong Jiu can't follow her step.
Although Yang Junxiu has been caught in a state of extreme obstinacy and even madness since Yang Junshan suffered such a murder of the sacred Tianzun, Yang Lixiu believes that no one can protect the grandfather. More suitable than her.
However, Yang Lizhen still felt extremely uneasy and lost, but at this time, his eyes brightened and looked behind Yang Junxiu, saying: "Yang Yang's predecessors, how about my grandfather?"
Yang Junxiu suddenly turned back, but Yang Yanxian, who was almost thin in shape, walked out of the big boat.
When the two men looked at each other, Yang Lanxian respected Yang Junxiu slightly, and then looked at Yang Lizhen, barely smiled: "I can't say the situation of the deity. In short, the current situation is not optimistic..."
Seeing that Yang Lizhen’s look changed, Yang’s tone changed and he said:
But the deity will not fall so easily, and you don’t have to worry too much. This is not something you can worry about now.

Having said that, Yang Lan’s tone was slightly sighed and said:
The most important thing for you now is to sit here and stop, and to reduce my body to seal the town. The stone boy fairy will definitely wait for an opportunity to struggle. It is extremely difficult to completely annihilate its soul in a short period of time. Your mission is to help the mountain priests to suppress the stone boy's resistance until the soul of the stone is completely annihilated.
"This is not an easy task. In terms of your cultivation, this fact is still a lot of risk for you. I have to rush, I have to leave with my deity, and this matter can only be handed over to you. do."
Having said that, Yang Lan once again said with encouragement: "But these risks are not without a chance for you. The place where you are sitting is the place where the stone boy's body is the origin of the chest. For you, it is worthy of A small source of the sea, if this can help the mountain to achieve success, you re-construct the fairy body Jinxian wants to come."
Yang Lizhen and An Da's Pumu Xishan boat are slowly moving away from each other in the starry sky. The sensation between the gods and the surrounding stars is full of temptations, and the face is full of embarrassing colors. After a greeting, he flew away to the seal of the stone boy.
"How are you?"
On the Xishan big boat, after leaving Yang Lizhen’s line of sight, Yang Junxiu could not wait to ask.
Yang Wei smiled slightly. Originally, a face like axe chiseled knife flashed a touch of aura. There seemed to be a lot of subtle cracks in the faint, and he only heard him: "Reassuring, there is still a hit!"
Yang Junxiu sighed slightly and said: "This is good, I am afraid I will not be calm when I return to this place."
Yang Lan heard the words more dignified, said: "But before the Puyuan Tianzun shocked, people who want to come to those who are worried will not be too arrogant!"
Yang Junxiu shook his head and looked at the starry sky ahead: "Everything depends on ourselves. We must leave the Nine Stars in front, and maybe someone will be unable to hold it."
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Zhou Tianxing Jie Xishan Palace.
In the clear sky, a purple thunder suddenly exploded on the top of the Xishan Mountain, attracting monks within a radius of three hundred miles around the West Mountain to turn to the clouds that the Xishan Mountain was immersed.
However, this does not seem to be finished. After this thunderstorm, the clouds that had been lingering on the mountainside of Xishan suddenly rotated like a huge funnel. It looked like it was being stirred by a giant hand.
Then at the center of the funnel, a little purple mangling, like a drop of water, in the moment of dripping, the purple 霹雳 of the sky is relying on the curtain of the guardian of the West Mountain, extending toward all directions, just like the whole guardian The mask was covered with a layer of purple thunder.
At the moment when the guardianship of Xishan was changed, Yang Yuyu went straight from the retreat to the foothills.
Above the top of the mountain, the thunder giants of the true spirit stood on the nine-day Ying Yuanshi. They were both round and round, and they all had to be open. They looked like glare, but Yang Yuyu felt that the Thunder giant was actually in fear. So that he did not even have a burst of heart.
However, this sudden explosive out of control of the mirage did not recur. After Yang Yuyu appeared on the top of the mountain, the Thunder giant looked back at him, and the original anger seemed to gradually subsidize, and then the Thunder illusion The body of the body began to gradually dissipate, and eventually did not enter the nine days of Ying Yuanshi.
Yang Yuyu will carefully check the core of the guardian array, and did not find the reason for the sudden loss of control of the array. The heart is more and more distracted at the same time.
At this time, a phonograph suddenly broke into the air and fell into the hands of Yang Yuyu.
Yang Yuyu’s knowledge was swept away, and his look was slightly stunned.
Outside the Xuanhuang Tower, Yang Hua’s look is dignified, and Yan Yan’s face is pale, and the look is even more rare with a trace of confusion.
Just as Yang Yuyu’s dawn fell, Yan Yan quickly went to his son’s face, and there was a trembling in his voice.
Yang Huadao’s friend just returned from the outside and said that your father had an accident...

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In addition to the nine-day starry world, the Xishan big boat has just sailed out, and the nine-day Heavenly Emperor will stare at it.
"Xishan Yang Daoyou, I am waiting here for a long time, why not show up?"
The voice of the Emperor of the Heavens fluttered, ignoring the barrier of the guardian of the big boat, and it sounded throughout the interior of the big boat.
"This person is also a landlord. How can you act so badly? It is really not to be superficial!"
Shangguan Thunder’s curse.
Yang Junxiu is cold and cold: "He has spent thousands of years planning to pay for it, and for my brother and I made a wedding dress, how can I be willing to give up? Just this person is too overwhelmed, know Not long ago, he only ate a boring loss in my hands, and I found it again so quickly."
Shangguan Lei Wenyan suddenly stunned and did not dare to meet each other: "That is the late Da Luo Xianjing, repaired to reach the existence of 'three flowers gather top', you can actually let him suffer?"
Yang Junxiu was too lazy to explain, but he glanced at him coldly and let Shangguan Lei face his face.
However, Zhong Jiuyan, who is around Yang Junxiu, explained: "That is because this person has once again sneaked into the astral world after giving up the nine-day astrology. He has been rejected by the will of the astrological source, and the strength may not be able to play a three-point. First, plus I have been prepared, and I am reluctant to fight back."
"It turned out to be like this!"
Shangguan Lei nodded and snorted a few times in the mouth. He was about to speak, but he saw Yang Yan pushing the door and coming in from the outside. His eyes were suddenly attracted by the things in Yang Lan’s hands.
"Ray, the spear of the thunder?"
Shangguan Lei looked at the flashing spear binoculars.
Yang Lan looked at Yang Junxiu and threw the things in his hand directly to Shangguan Lei.
Shangguan Lei was so busy that he threw the Thunder's spear in front of him. He refused to spread the thunder of the Thunder's spear and stimulated his heart and hair. With a trace of incredulence, he looked at Yang Junxiu and looked at Yang Lan. Road: "Give, give it to me?"
Yang Lan nodded and said: "To make the worst plan, I took this piece of fairy that I gave birth to in my ‘Tianzhihua’, and you use it for the time being.

Shangguan Lei was busy nodding, but then realized what he was, suddenly raised his head and trembled: "Difficult, is it the boss of the family?"
Yang Hao’s face sank and said:
The deity can’t die!

"It doesn't mean this, it doesn't mean this..."
Shangguan Lei still couldn’t quite understand the character of Yang Xiaoxian, who had just appeared, and he was too busy to apologize.
"Well, if you don't want to be entangled in this cargo all the way, let's go to the once-nine nine-day world."
Yang Junxiu suddenly got up and walked out, and Baoyu and Zhongji quickly followed up. The three of them quickly formed a synchronous rhythm during the march, giving people the illusion that they had already merged.
Yang Hao quickly followed up.
"Ah~ah?"
Shangguan Lei seems to disbelieve his own ears, standing there and asking subconsciously: "Just, let's have a few?"
However, Yang Junxiu and Yang Lan have already left the cabin. No one will answer his question. Shangguan Lei quickly chased him out: "Hey, wait, wait for me."
Shangguan Lei just came to the bow deck and heard a taunting voice echoing in the starry sky: "Ha ha ha ha, just because you guys want to let you go back? In the nine days of the astrology, the strength of the dragonfly It’s impossible to play, which makes you a few people who are unintentional and take advantage of it. Do you really think that you have the strength to compete with you?

Shangguan Lei just stood behind Yang Junxiu and Yang Lan, and Yang Junxiu’s voice came from his ear: "You must go first!"
Shangguan Lei "ah", the whole person is awkward.
"Don't talk nonsense, let you shoot first!"
This time, the voice became Yang Lan’s, and Shangguan Lei was very sure that he had to be pitted by his own people.