Chapter 162: Break dreams

Who turned out from behind the curtain, wasn't Yao Ji?
Yang Jian stared, and asked subconsciously: "Mother? Why are you here?"
"Stupid boy, didn't you bring your mother here? In a flash, eighty years have passed. {щww{suimеng][lā}"
Yao Ji said softly, walking to the front, she did not shy away from the scene in front of her, raising her hand to hug Yang Jian...
Yang Jian was shocked in his heart, and his heart was shaken. He suddenly broke free from the shackles of a certain force on his body, stood up directly, and fled in embarrassment in the ‘fighting’ of three stunning women.
He rushed through the curtains and saw the light in front of him. His body was pulled behind him by a force, but he stumbled so hard to rush towards the entrance of the hall.
Why is it so?
Forget it, Xin Ke, this is his wife, and she keeps calling her husband. It is natural and righteous to do this kind of thing, and no one can care about it.
But Yao Ji and Yang Xiaochan, one is the mother of this body, and the other is the younger sister of this body.
How could he be so rebellious?
What happened in these eighty years? No, that's not right, this is an illusion, this is definitely an illusion, I shouldn't do such things!
Was it a fantasy, or did I forget a certain memory?
No, this is an illusion!
This is definitely an illusion!
The real Xin Ke would not say that kind of unimportant words, she herself should be extremely humble!
Mother Yao Ji will definitely not dress up like "Ao Xinke" and "Yang Xiaochan". This must be an illusion... inevitable...
When he rushed out of the palace, Yang Jian suddenly turned around and looked up. On the plaque there were three big words-Erlang Palace.
"Here, where is it?"
"Second Lord, didn't you find this place? The mother built a place to live."
With a gentle call, two small hands encircled Yang Jian's thick waist behind.
Chu Qian?
"Even you..."
"Second Lord, the slave family just wants to hold you like this for a while, don't worry, I won't be like this in front of the lady, it will mess up the rules."
rule? This illusion has been messed up, where's the rules?
After Wen Yu was behind, three more figures slowly floated in front of him, and Yang Jian hurriedly thought about the countermeasures.
"Brother," "Yang Xiaochan"'s bitter eyes made Yang Jian a little upset, like a nightingale, looking at Yang Jian with tears in his eyes, "Could it be that you really just treat me as your sister?"
Yang Jian felt a pain in his heart, but immediately nodded.
Lest he be lost again, he directly turned Xuangang into a dagger and pierced his arm down!
The severe pain struck him, and he took a sharp breath, and the women around him screamed.
Yang Jianlang said: "This is an illusion. You are just the demons evolving in the gap between my Dao and Heart. Although I can't hurt you, you can't mess up my body and mind!"
This is not to say to others, but to himself.
"Heart demon? What's wrong with you, Jianer?"'Yao Ji' sighed softly, but the heartache in her beautiful eyes could not be faked.
"Brother, are you going crazy in your practice?"'Yang Xiaochan' bit his lip and asked in a low voice, "Obviously, you know that I treat you...not just brother and sister..."
"Husband, husband..."
"Second Lord?"
"Enough!" Yang Jian suddenly yelled, and the surrounding women trembled. It seemed that for a moment, their figures were a little fuzzy.
Yang Jian tilted his head up, not knowing where he was looking.
"The senior who laid down this illusion, but I think Yang Jian hasn't experienced the love between men and women?"
Yang Jian's smile was a bit bitter.
On Huoyun Cave, on the altar, Fu Xi couldn't help but smile, but there was some vicissitudes in his eyes.
The former emperors around them all remained silent. They were spectators, but they understood the crux of Yang Jian's heart better.
Dayu said solemnly: "His demon does not seem to be the illusion itself."
A scribe nodded and said: "This son is quite filial. It seems that he has a clear distinction between the love of brothers and sisters, the love of mother and child, and the love of men and women. I feel very guilty about this."
"His crux lies in thinking about it, but he didn't dare, didn't want, or couldn't, so there was a gap in the deepest part of Dao Heart.
Shennong frowned and said in a low voice: "This young man is the only apprentice of my old friend in the previous life, but he can't be lost in such a demon, Fuxi Taoist friend, please do it in time."
"Shan," the old man holding the gossip plate lightly nodded, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Jian.
Yang Jian seemed to have a splitting headache. He pressed his temples with his hands, and his arms were bruised.
The middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and a sword at his waist sighed: "The more you resist this matter, the more it will be useless in your mind. My cultivator, why bother?"
"You're not entangled, three thousand royal girls, want to break through nine days..."
"It's a role model for my generation."
The two scribes joked with each other with a smile.
The middle-aged man smiled proudly, but he was quite proud.
Most of the continuous palace above the Huoyun Cave lived with his family.
How about three thousand beauties? Let’s share the emperor’s luck with the emperor, forge the fruit of longevity, and stay away from the world forever!
This realm... Yang Jian is estimated to be hard to reach.
He was caught in the torture of his heart at this time, and it was difficult to break free for a while.
If the previous life was just a dream, his short life of more than 20 years in the dream would have some unforgettable figures.
He knew it long ago, long ago...
"Life can't be perfect, everyone will have regrets. If you test my state of mind, why humiliate my mother and little sister?"
Yang Jian murmured, always looking up at the sky, not looking at the surrounding figures, he was also afraid to see the idiots and grudges on these faces.
Yang Jian suddenly said loudly, like a hint that was imposed on him!
"I am a man, I have seven emotions and six desires, and I am afraid it will be difficult to cut off in this life. In my heart, I do have bad thoughts about my sister, and even bad thoughts about her."
Yang Jian pointed at ‘Yao Ji’, and the latter’s expression became more and more maddening, and it could almost dissolve all the iron and stone hearts.
"For women, they are too good. It is normal for me to think that way, and there is nothing dirty! But that is just thinking, not doing it!"
His soul came from the earth of later generations, not his ‘true’ brother and son. It’s normal to have this affection.
But this is the biggest secret in Yang Jian's heart, he can't tell!
Except for Hou Tu, no one can help him share this secret!
He can only regard himself as Yang Jian in the predicament, do what Yang Jian should do, surpass the original Yang Jian, and become a stronger, freer, and more powerful one to guard everything around him...
Erlang True Lord.
"Senior! Why do you insult me ​​so much!" Yang Jian shouted loudly, "If a man doesn't even have this little self-control, he can talk about cultivating immortals and eternal life! Laughing and demon! I can't control what thoughts will come out of my heart. But I can control what I do!"
"What I have to do is not to possess them, but to protect them! Men's responsibility should not be to take them as their own, but to make them worry-free and happy!"
As soon as this statement came out, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe beside the altar smiled, and the others nodded in favor.
"Mother, Xiaochan, Xinke, Chu Qian..."
Yang Jian pointed out four people, and Yang Xiaochan's face gradually changed, turning into the original appearance, without the face that looked like Xiao Lan.
Yang Jian let out a sigh of relief, and said, "I don't know what changes will happen in the future. Maybe today's scene will really appear. But at that time, no matter what decision I make, I will be open in my heart and will not be shaken!"
When the words fell, Yang Xiaochan chuckled lightly, and his figure slowly disappeared.
Yao Ji hummed the ballads that Yang Jian had heard when she was young, and went with the wind without a trace.
"They" are actually the magic barrier that Yang Jian has always had in his heart.
It's not because of the irrational thoughts about Yang Xiaochan and Yao Ji, which left a magic barrier.
But Yang Jian realized that he had these thoughts, and because of the "Lun Chang" deeply imprinted in his heart, he forcibly suppressed these thoughts.
It was only the guilt in his heart that eventually became a devil.
That was the frustration of Dao Xin, and also the gloom that always existed in Yang Jian's heart.
He even felt that he was a well-dressed beast, talking about benevolence and morality, but he had such thoughts that violated the moral principles in his heart.
is it possible?
Perhaps it is indeed possible in the predicament.
Not to mention that many of the congenital beings have the same roots but they practice together in partnership. In today's Dongzhou tribe, there are also many customs that practice father and mother marrying children, and many primitive tribes practice the marriage of brothers and sisters to keep their blood pure.
What's the future, let's not say anything later.
At this time, Yang Jian still couldn't reach the hurdle in his heart.
"Husband..."
"Go together~EbookFREE.me~ You and I have a marriage contract. If you don't bear me in this life, I will pay you."
'Ao Xinke' showed a calm smile, slowly backed away, and finally disappeared.
"Chu Qian" smiled sadly, and said in a low voice, "Second Lord, I shouldn't be delusional, so I'm leaving."
Yang Jian said: "If you and I are truly sentimental in the future, I will tell Xinke that I won't make you feel wronged too much."
Chu Qian bit her lower lip, leaned back, her figure disappeared...
Yang Jian stood there feeling lost, the palace was gone, the sky and the earth were turned into clouds, and the surrounding scenery was restored to the original stone temple in the cave.
"It turns out that this is the shortcoming of my Dao Xin."
He smiled freely, and now he broke free of the gloom in his heart, but felt relaxed.
Taking a step forward, suddenly the surrounding blood and light surged like a tide, and a fierce air rushed forward!
There are trials?