Chapter 209: Finally enter the grave

Yang Jian looked at Wen Qingling's crying Pear Flower with rain, and said that she was pushed to an unreliable master by Uncle Taiyi. The five hundred years had passed by quite miserable.
This is really...
"what happened?"
‘Yang Jian’ asked as softly as possible while driving the clouds, "But it’s not smooth through the door? Why are you here in this vicious place?"
Wen Qingling shook his head quickly, wiped away tears, and looked at Yang Jian quietly.
She didn't know what to say, and in the end she just trembled and asked, "You, do you still recognize me?"
Yang Jian smiled freely.
I thought again, after all, five hundred years have passed, even if the other party hasn't forgotten himself, he is quite strange.
Moreover, his rescue is actually just a matter of effort. He wanted to find a chance to calculate the three demon kings. At this time, his body was no longer here. This was just the'fake body' made by Sansheng Biluo Jue, which was injected by him. It's so profound and mysterious.
"This place is not a long stay, I will send you out of Beizhou."
Yang Jian said something, without showing his profound energy to wrap his surroundings, he took over Wen Qingling and their clouds, leading the three of them to the south with a swagger.
Wen Qingling was in a trance, just like a dream.
The senior sister and Longtao senior sister on the side were not calm, the male stared at Yang Jian's back, and the female stared at Wen Qingling.
"Ah,"'Yang Jian' was stared at a bit uncomfortably. His body turned into a poisonous insect lying motionless in a corner, being carried by a certain big monster, and most of his mind was placed on it. This fake body.
Perhaps it was because there was no entity and only a little primordial power, Yang Jian was more sensitive to these gazes.
He is not stupid, he naturally knows that his relationship with Wen Qingling has been misunderstood.
If it were placed five hundred years ago, Wen Qingling had some affection for him, Yang Jian knew it; it was just that they had not been considered at that time.
Now, he already has Xinke's fiancee, and doesn't want to spend too much energy on the relationship; and, Yang Jian also feels that five hundred years of monastic life is enough to make Wen Qingling forget his heart.
His shot today was just to save his old friend.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Are these two of you the same door?"
"Huh? Huh!" Wen Qingling nodded quickly, trying to speak, but always felt that he was too close to Yang Jian, and quietly hid behind his senior sister, with a kind of cowardice that he wanted to see but didn't dare to see, he secretly looked at Yang Jian. .
The elder sister was a little bit hesitant and stopped: "That..."
The master sister is still well-informed and calm. Although she was seriously injured before, she still clenched her teeth and did not dare to be too embarrassed in front of Yang Jian.
She knew Wen Qingling’s concerns. When Yang Jian suddenly appeared to rescue them, she immediately knew that the person in her younger junior sister’s heart was always the disciple of Yuxu Palace and the leader of the three generations of interpretation and education. From the famous legend.
However, looking at the appearance of the two of them, it seems that although the big man cares for his little junior sister, he is limited to courtesy, and his eyes are not at all nostalgic.
Yes, the feelings of my younger sister are just unrequited love.
The elder sister understands that, after all, the same women, seeing Yang Jian such a handsome, young and powerful man, will also be shocked...It seems that there is something wrong.
"Master True Monarch," the master sister coughed twice, and the dumbfounded male immortal hurriedly lowered his head, but did not dare to look at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked sideways and looked at the heroic woman, not hiding his appreciation for her.
The heroic spirit is pressing, there is a sense of arrogance, there is a kind of spirit, very rare.
"Call me Yang Jian."
"Okay, Yang Jian!"
The joy of this elder sister also caught Yang Jian by surprise.
"The grace of saving life is beyond words. Although you saved me and Junior Brother Qingyuan out of the face of my little junior sister, but this kindness, Lan Yingying has no teeth to remember!"
Lan Yingying?
This name is delicate...or rather, she puts all the delicateness of a woman on her name, but she doesn't leave a little bit of herself.
Yang Jian didn't dislike this kind of people. He smiled and clung his hands together, which was considered a acquaintance.
Wang Qingyuan on the side also leaned quickly, saying: "I've seen the true monarch, and his life-saving grace is unforgettable, and he dare not repay him. If he is driven by the true monarch in the future, Wang will go through fire and water."
"You don't have to be polite," Yang Jian said indifferently, his gaze fell on Wen Qingling, but the latter hurriedly lowered his head and escaped to peek at him.
Wen Qingling whispered: "Much, thank you."
Yang Jian smiled and didn't speak, driving the clouds just to the south.
Lan Yingying sat down cross-legged and quickly replied to her own cultivation level on the cloud; although she knew that even if there was another fierce battle in the future, she would not have much chance for a small fairy.
But letting her sit and wait for death, or simply enjoy the of others, is absolutely impossible. If there is another fierce battle, she will have to do it.
A wave of demonic air appeared in the north, rushing towards this place.
Yang Jian showed a light smile at the corner of his mouth, his body has already succeeded...
He stopped the cloud, glanced at the three of them, and said: "You go south, and you can leave Beizhou before I fight the monster clan. Beizhou has too much miasma, and you can't move it when you wait. You can worry about it. Go ahead, don’t come back, lest they hold me back and threaten me.

Yang Jian's words were actually hurtful, but they were also intentional.
The three of them were not monks who didn't know what was good or bad. Lan Yingying and Wang Qingyuan both saluted Yang Jian, for fear of dragging Yang Jian.
Wen Qingling whispered: "Do you have to fight? Can't you go?"
Yang Jian Wanwan couldn’t tell Wen Qingling that his body was just a fake. He could only say something righteously: "If I flee without a fight, what would I be a disciple? Go ahead, I If you lose, you have your own way to escape from the war."
Wen Qingling was a little worried, but he also recovered a bit of reason, and was dragged by Lan Yingying to fly south.
She kept looking back, but what she saw was only the unmoving figure of Yang Jian standing on the cloud.
He is Xiongguan and Shanyue...
Indestructible and indestructible.
Lan Yingying saw the ‘obsessive entanglement’ in the eyes of the little junior sister, and sighed, flying faster.
Half an hour ago, when Yang Jian rescued Wen Qingling, he directly beheaded two Golden Immortal Great Monsters. Only one of the Great Monsters reacted quickly and flew towards the north.
But the big demon didn't know that at the moment he ran away in a hurry, Yang Jian's body was wrapped in profound energy and paused for a moment, and then he continued to chase and kill him ‘violently’.
If the big golden fairy could perceive the "weird" in this scene, he would naturally be able to see Yang Jian's "strategy", but this big demon was frightened by Yang Jian at the time, and hurriedly wanted to escape, how can he distinguish clearly, Noticed?
Yang Jian's ‘fake body’ chased the big demon for a while, continuously releasing spear shadows and Xuan Gang, and even took the opportunity to throw himself into a tiny poisonous insect wrapped in Xuan Gang.
The severe injury of the big demon spell urged the power of the source, and his body became faster and faster, and gradually put'Yang Jian' behind him.
'Yang Jian' cast a few vertical golden lights, then snorted to the big demon who was going away, and turned to take care of the human monks...
This process is reasonable and reasonable, except for Yang Jian's momentary pause, it can be described as flawless.
The big demon also said that he had escaped by chance, but he didn't know that under the collar of his back, a black bug crawled quietly, and the barb on his leg gently hooked the big demon's brocade clothes. The damage...
Chasing the clouds and driving the wind along the way, the demon king did not dare to stop and flew to the Xuanyuan grave.
"Yang, Yang Jian! Yang Jian appeared! Yang Jian!"
He shouted and was driven by the two warlords who guarded the gate; the evil spirits of the two gatekeepers changed drastically, and one of them hurriedly reported inside, but there were already dozens of them in the long corridor at the entrance of Xuanyuan Tomb. Dao figure rushed hurriedly.
No one noticed that a bug flew on the sleeve of a warrior guarding the goal, slightly changed color, and merged with the iron sleeve.
It was almost Yang Jian just ‘transferred’, and a wave of divine consciousness began to scan the body of the badly wounded demon, and Yang Jian was startled in a cold sweat.
A big golden demon suddenly lifted his foot and kicked the badly injured big demon's chest, almost eliminating half of the big demon's life.
"Asshole! I don't know how to use my brain! Didn't you reveal that I am waiting here in ambush!"
The big demon lying on the ground was taken aback, then his body trembled a few times~EbookFREE.me~ clenched his fists tightly.
"Commander, the humble job just wants to, just want to come back and report quickly..."
"Quickly, take him in to see the ancestor! Let's chase him in the direction he came from!" A big Luo Jin demon with a snake-headed human body shouted, leading a group of demon races to rush out, and there appeared outside Xuanyuan grave A wave of evil spirits.
"Fine, you, take him in! It's a waste to his grandma's house!"
The kicking big Luo Jin demon cursed a few words of uselessness, then turned and chased outside.
The two gods of Heavenly Wonderland who pretended to be goalkeepers lifted the big demon lying on the ground with demon power, one of them continued to guard at the entrance of the cave with an axe, and the other led the big demon toward the long corridor.
Xuanyuan Tomb.
Finally came in.
Yang Jian did not dare to stay longer. At the end of this tunnel, he quietly left the cuff of the gatekeeper demon general, flew to the side of the stone wall, observed for a while according to the method of identification described by Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi, chose a cave, and went outside. A'jedi' on the floor.