Chapter 234: Win the jackpot, look for evil

Yang Jian has always felt that the person who can accompany the white head for a long time is not necessarily the kind of vigorous and dying love, but should be mutual respect and mutual dependence, and it will be very comfortable to get along with each other... Kind.
Xin Ke is such a woman.
Entering the palace, Ao Ji would not stay here without a bad view, only Yang Jian and Ao Xinke were facing each other.
Xin Ke poured tea, and Yang Jian sat on that chair, looking for a conversation casually, and the two began to talk slowly.
Greet what's going on, what's bothering you; ask about the Taoist neck and talk about the way you have understood.
Sometimes he commented on poems and songs, and sometimes talked about the land and the land; or the jade figure swayed slowly, showing the jerky dance style of the recent new learning, or Yang Jian fisted and shot a gun, playing a new martial art.
Not feeling bored at all, so they get along so harmoniously, and get closer to each other until there is no gap in their hearts.
Soon it was late at night.
Ao Xinke has not yet come out of the pavilion, and Yang Jian also scrupulously cares about her fame and wants to leave.
She was a little faceless and didn't know anything about men and women. She didn't dare to stay with Yang Jian, but asked him if he would come here tomorrow.
Yang Jian hesitated a little, saw the unconcealed expectation in her eyes, smiled and nodded.
Anyway, there is still nearly a year. Although he removes the evil dragon and seeks the blood of the phoenix, although it is not a trivial thing that can be done by raising his hand, it does not take too much time to have the help of the dragon clan.
"I have stayed here for a few days, and everything in my hands is not too urgent, and I have to stay with you."
Ao Xinke nodded softly, with a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, leaning against the bed, and watching Yang Jian's clam girl leave.
For three consecutive days, Yang Jian spent in Ao Xinke’s Hall of Pantheon. The two of them were envious of others every day, but they did not overstep the courtesy. The love of Lang’s concubine’s concubine’s concubine’s intentions is already a certainty. thing.
Yang Jian also went to see Su Daji, but did not show up, just took a long look.
Su Daji kept crying and begged the clam girls of Dragon Palace to send her back, but those clam girls only took care of her daily life and did not speak a word.
In this way, Su Da had been in trouble for two days, and gradually stopped.
Yang Jian couldn't bear such a beautiful woman and died in the Dragon Palace, so Ao Ji made some arrangements to choose a dragon girl as her master, to see if she had the qualifications to practice the Tao.
If not, Yang Jian would let her go when the matter of enshrining the gods, life and death would have nothing to do with him.
On the third day and night, Ao Xinke saw Yang Jian's departure, and felt a little unwilling to give up, but did not show too much.
"You, you are outside... be more careful," Ao Xinke hooked her two small hands, hanging down in front of her, and exhorted Yang Jian softly, "Great, great disaster, already moved, saint, saint , Clash, you, you don't... be brave."
"Don't worry, An Xin is waiting for me here," Yang Jian took a step forward, and finally made a big progress in the past three days-he grabbed Ao Xinke's little hands.
Ao Xinke immediately flushed and wanted to avoid Yang Jian, but she was afraid of annoying Yang Jian, so she forced herself to stand in front of him, not daring to look at Yang Jian with her head down. This made Yang Jian, who had wanted to go further, had to come back unwillingly, not daring to force her too much.
"I'll give this to you," Yang Jian did not hesitate, and directly took out the Jade Life Good fortune Pill.
He smiled and said: "A senior asked me to give you this pill after marrying you. It can fill your congenital deficiency and help you step into your neck at this time."
Ao Xinke's complexion didn't show any shock, as if she didn't look like a cultivator, she had no interest in the four words to break through the neck.
She just looked at Yang Jian gently, and carefully grasped Porcelain in her hand, her face seemed to be smeared with honey.
Yang Jian must have worked so hard to find these treasures for her; and the predecessors asked Yang Jian to keep one more hand, but Yang Jian didn't have any reservations in front of him...
I am afraid that I will be delighted if I am a woman.
"I, I...I only, can only...marry to, to you...wait, wait, I will...use and use it again."
When Xin Ke said so, she naturally had her own thoughts; Yang Jian didn't worry about her at all, and gently squeezed her palm, her neck started to turn red.
Yang Jian chuckled and went away, walking a little airy.
On the fourth day, Yang Jian bid farewell, and Dragon Palace sent a large number of masters to accompany them. They would go to the Xiaoqian World to kill the poisonous dragon and refine the spear for Yang Jian.
There are countless members of the Dragon Clan. Wouldn’t it be convenient to kill one or two to get the soul?
Even though Yang Jian is the son-in-law of the Dragon Palace, he can't control the life and death of any dragon, let alone take the dragon soul to refine the spear.
The only exception is the dragons that ‘have transformed the dragon’, especially the poisonous dragon.
The dragon clan hates the poisonous dragon deeply. After the other dragons transform into the dragon, the dragon clan also recognizes it and gives shelter and training resources.
Only the poisonous dragon that harmed the dragons and dragged down the luck of the dragons, if the dragons found out, they would surely kill them by platooning masters.
For example, the original tribe of the three-headed Bibo Jiao was suppressed by heavy dragons and was once nearly extinct.
Before he left, Ao Ji secretly stuffed a brocade box into his hand, and Yang Jian swept through his spiritual sense, but saw that inside the brocade box was a gold stone with colorful glow, which was the crystal of colored gold.
Yang Jian didn't say thank you, he just patted Aoji on the shoulder, with the kind eyes that belonged only to his uncle, in exchange for Ao Ji's half-hour jump and curse.
A dragon warlord opened the way before, and a few dragon elders followed, Yang Jian and his party more than 30 figures flying towards the ends of the world.
Ao Xinke came to see her off, but she just stood far away in a pavilion inside the Dragon Palace gate, watching Yang Jian's figure flew out of the Dragon Palace, rushed out of the East China Sea, and disappeared into the sky, still not looking back.
She held the pill in her hand and did not take it directly; if anyone knows the state of her practice best, she is none other than herself.
If she took this medicine made by Yuding and reformed by Shennong, her congenital injury would not be fully recovered, but she would definitely be able to improve most of it; and she was only a short distance from the quasi-saint script, and the original injury would only be healed by one more point. , She can be the person in the Holy Land.
She didn't want to, she didn't want to, let alone try.
I'm afraid there will be even the slightest change in the matter with him.
In an other courtyard at the corner of the Dragon Palace, Su Daji, who had put on a white skirt, sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.
She was taken captive to the bottom of the sea, and 80% of it was because of her face and her own beauty.
It's just that, why doesn't the person who caught him keep showing up? Even if you want to force her to become a concubine, you should always send a letter to your parents, lest the two elders worry about it.
咚咚.
There was a knock on the door, and Su Da stood up in shock and looked at the door uncertainly.
The two clam girls who took care of Su Daji pushed the door in, but bowed respectfully; a man and a woman entered the door, and the man laughed, "This is the woman he brought over."
Su Da looked at it secretly, but saw that the man was also handsome and extraordinary, with a gentle face, with a certain tolerance.
Is it him? The one who captured himself as a mundane woman in the Dragon Palace...Is it him?
The people here are not bystanders, they are Ao Ji and Ao Xinke. Originally, Ao Xinke had long heard about Yang Jian bringing a woman to the Dragon Palace. She was a girl who did not listen to other things and focused on studying, but she was a little bit depressed. I couldn't bear it, as soon as Yang Jian left, he asked Ao Ji to take her over to see in person.
A female female said softly: "Don't go ahead and meet His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince?"
Su Daji was stunned for a moment, and then immediately moved forward, tears streaming down her eyes, and she didn't dare to be too gaffe, so she knelt directly in front of Aoji.
"Prince!"
Su Daji shed tears, her small appearance really made Ao Ji not dare to watch more, lest she could not help letting her go if she watched more.
"If the prince sees me like a thin willow, I am happy, but ask the prince not to hurt my parents and brothers in my family!"
In the eyes of mortals, dragons are gods, who walk clouds and rain, which is a myth far in the sky.
What's more, it's not someone else who is standing in front of you, it's the Sixth Prince.
"Cough," Ao Ji coughed and looked at Ao Xinke, his eyes full of urging.
Ao Xinke lowered her head and thought for a while, and said: "First, get up first, get up, I, we, no, it's not about hurting you."
Su Daji looked at Ao Xinke, did not dare to be half surprised, and stood up respectfully.
Thinking of my childhood sweetheart, Boyi, and thinking about tonight I might have to celebrate with a man I have never seen before, really bitter and sorrowful, all came together, and I couldn't stop crying from standing there.
"Why cry so much?"
Ao Ji couldn't laugh or cry, and whispered a word; Ao Xinke walked forward and took Su Daji to comfort him.
Although the words were a bit stuttering, Ao Xinke's comfort had a miraculous effect, so that Su Daji immediately wiped away her tears, looking at Ao Xinke hopefully.
In summary, what Ao Xinke said is:
‘Don’t worry, the one who brought you here saved you and settled you here temporarily. When he goes out to return, he will send you back when he goes to Nanfangbuzhou. ’
"Really?" Su Da's voice was full of disbelief.
Ao Ji clasped his hands on his back and said calmly: "Don't worry, how long is the heritage of my clan, how can I lie to you this little mortal? You will be fine here, and tomorrow I will let someone come over and preach to you. It depends on how much blessing you have, if you are lucky, you may be able to enter the Longevity Avenue."
Longevity?
But all creatures could not resist the charm of these two words; even Su Daji was shocked at this time.
Could it be that this is not a disaster, but a source of blessing?
Su Daji bowed happily and said a few words of thanks; Aoji did not dare to look at her from beginning to end, and kept reminding herself not to be tempted.
This is not the woman that Yang Jian is fond of. If she moved her mind and angered Yang Jian, it would not be beautiful...
When he sent Ao Xinke back to Wanzhidian, seeing Ao Xinke looking relieved, he couldn't help but ask: "Sister, do you see anything? That woman is very beautiful, but don't worry, sister~www.mtlnovel .com~ She is at best a concubine, you are the eldest woman!"
"Bah!" Ao Xinke glared at Ao Ji, and the latter shrank her neck in shock.
Ao Xinke didn't know what he thought of, and a little chuckle appeared at the corner of her mouth, and said, "He, he doesn't, doesn't like it, too, too charming women, women, it's okay."
Hearing this, Ao Ji couldn't help but curl his lips, but he didn't dare to say anything.
He could see it, and now my sister-in-law had her heart hung on Yang Jian, and could not allow others to say that Yang Jian was not at all.
Na Su Daji...
Ao Ji wanted to remind Ao Xinke a few more words, but Ao Xinke had already entered the hall and sealed the door of the hall.
She only shook her head and smiled bitterly, turned and left, thinking about how to deal with Su Daji in her heart.
...
At the ends of the world, Yang Jian and dozens of dragon masters filed out, rushed into the void around the land and flew towards the vast chaotic sea.