Chapter 422: Wutong Forest

　　 Ao Xinke's voice is not high, but there is a momentum that makes people unable to refute, Yue Lao nodded immediately and took out a pair of big red scissors.
Do all the evil fate.
"Mother, little sister, I'm a little tired," Ao Xinke bowed her head, "Go back and rest first."
"I wronged you..."
"Well," Ao Xinke pursed her lips and turned to leave.
Taibai Jinxing shook his head and shook his head in amazement. Even a woman with a high cultivation base and no matter how powerful she is, she wouldn't want to share the same husband with other women.
With three clicks, the old Yue's hands lifted the scissors and dropped, and the three red ropes were directly broken, turning into red light, and disappearing quietly.
"Today is for this matter," Taibai Jinxing stood up and said, "Coming today is for the marriage of the true monarch of Erlang; the matter is over, and I will leave after that."
"Thank you Xingjun for caring about my son," Yao Ji got up and saluted, and couldn't help asking: "Does Xingjun know when my son will return?"
"It's half a month late or a few days short, so your Highness can rest assured."
There is a word in Taibai Jinxing's heart that he did not say--
Judging from the previously revealed strength of the real Jade Ding and the performance of protecting the calf in various ways on weekdays, who would dare to kill the real monarch of Erlang, wouldn't it be a knot with a big brother who is infinitely close to a saint. Under the endless hatred?
If Kong Xuan is a solo traveler, he doesn't need to care about it; but after Kong Xuan is still Shifeng, he has been more concerned about the Feng clan in recent years, and of course he has concerns.
Of course, it is true that the Jade Emperor ordered Xiansi to deduce Yang Jian’s fate. Although there are not many calculations, it can be concluded that Yang Jian’s abduction by Kong Xuan this time is not in danger of life. On the contrary, it seems to be related to the Feng clan. The fruit of marriage.
Having said that, Yang Jian is now in charge of the Conferred God, and the battle of Conferring God has already begun, and heaven will not let Yang Jian stay out for too long.
"The catastrophe is coming, the heavenly court immortal officials are not allowed to come to Nanzhou," Taibai Jinxing said with a smile, "I will leave now, so as not to miss the luck of the true monarch."
Yao Ji was busy preparing some gifts, Taibai Jinxing repeatedly declined, and Yue Lao went out of the banqueting room and headed for nine days.
Yang Xiaochan asked in a low voice, "Mother, did they come here just to help the brother cut off the evil fate? Then why not just cut it directly and have to run like this?"
"Stupid girl," Yao Ji seemed to be in a good mood. "The heavenly immortals can't just do this for us. If we do, naturally we have to let us know, and we can talk personally in the future."
"That old man looks like a fairy, and he has so many flowers intestines."
"Yeah, what nonsense, Taibai Xingjun can be regarded as a real hidden secret... It's no use telling you this. Your brother will have three wives and concubines in the future, and this matter makes my mother a little surprised."
When she was a wife and concubine, Yao Ji didn't want to serve her husband with others in her heart. She knew how distressed she was.
From the standpoint of Wei Niang, she also wanted Yang Jian to be accompanied by a few more people to spread the branches and leaves for the Yang family, which would be considered worthy of the late husband.
"Mother, go make some soup, you go and talk to your sister-in-law," Yao Ji's eyes showed a little love and pity, "She is a magnificent dragon princess, with a high level of cultivation and powerful magic power. She is different from her mother... I really owe her to her. ."
Yang Xiaochan nodded lightly, seemingly lost, and went to the backyard to find Ao Xinke.
Yao Ji stopped in front of the door for a long time, then she sighed and turned away.
The front yard is idle with flowers, and there are many people.
...
Is this Feng Clan Land?
Standing at the entrance of the cave, Yang Jian looked at the valley full of phoenix trees. Here in autumn, there are fallen leaves everywhere, and the ground is covered with thick phoenix leaves.
Although there are hundreds of tree houses in the valley, a few children frolicking in the forest, and countless birds circling outside the valley, there is always a sense of decline here.
He wears two bracelets on his wrists. These are the treasures of the Phoenix family that Kong Xuan put on after he unlocked the seal of the five-color divine light, which can suppress the monk's soul and immortal body.
But Kong Xuan is also a hundred secrets. As long as Yang Jian’s Yuanshen and the profound body are reconnected, the profound arts will operate, and the profound energy will gush out from the profound body to nourish the wounded Yuanshen, and the profound energy and profound gangs around the body will slowly condense. , You can break free of this bracelet at any time.
What really restrains Yang Jian is only the five-color light.
But now, the black turtle belt was taken away by Kong Xuan again, and all his belongings were in it, and the three-pointed two-bladed spear and the snarling dog were not to be left behind.
"True Monarch, this is Fenggu," Feng Wu's voice came from behind him. When she walked to Yang Jian's side, she had already recovered her usual gentle face, and she could not see the previous loss.
Yang Jian nodded lightly, deliberately held his chest, and made a weak expression.
Showing that the enemy is weak is a last resort.
"The scenery is great," Yang Jian said hoarsely, "I often hear of undead volcanoes. Could it be that this is within the undead volcano?"
"The true monarch is joking, the immortal volcano exists between life and death, not within the Three Realms," Feng Wu said softly, raising his hand to straighten the hair next to his ear, the little Luoqun jacket, the bright teeth and bright eyes, but there is also one A rare beauty.
Feng Wu suddenly said, "True Monarch..."
Yang Jian, who was searching for the source of Fenggu, subconsciously replied: "Huh?"
"My sister is still young, and she doesn't know much about everything. She was offensive to the true monarch before, please... and please forgive her more..."
Feng Wu didn't turn around, she didn't know why, her heart was always a little bit inexplicable when she said these words.
"Feng Wu," Yang Jian looked at her back and vaguely saw the tears dripping from her collarbone. Although he didn't know why, he felt that he should say something.
"I already have a beloved wife in my family, and I have deep feelings; Feng Shan hates me. If I can be my sister, marry me... forget it."
Yang Jian curled his lips in his heart, but he really couldn't bear it.
He wanted to say that when he saw Feng Shan, he thought of his sister, but the words ‘you can be my sister’ fell in Feng Wu’s ears. It was really a thunder falling, like five thunders.
"How can the true monarch be like this..."
The word Meng Lang could not be said.
Feng Wu gradually realized the meaning of Yang Jian's words, and knew that he had only thought about it a little more, and his face could not help but blush.
However, the Phoenix family is a fire, and the women of the Phoenix family are also a little bold. After Feng Wu was shy, she was bold enough and turned to look at Yang Jian.
The flames burning in his eyes made Yang Jian a little surprised.
What happened to her suddenly? It seems that the whole person is different.
Feng Wu said, "True Monarch still remembers what happened in that chaotic clock..."
"Naturally remember," Yang Jian smiled, then looked a little unhappy.
It was also thrown in by Kong Xuan that time!
The new hatred and the old hatred are counted together. This Kong Xuan has cheated himself twice, and both times are related to the sisters Feng Wu and Fengshan, which is actually a little fate.
Feng Wu whispered: "In that chaotic clock, the true monarch has a life-saving grace to my sister. I should have tried my best to repay, but because of Feng Shan Lingyu's matter, the true monarch is trapped here. Feng Wu is here. Is it right to match the true monarch."
"I really have never calculated Phoenix Lingyu," Yang Jian had meant to say righteously, but he was a little bit emboldened.
He hadn't calculated Phoenix Lingyu, how did that great technique of Nirvana come from? Can Phoenix Lingyu still get into his hands?
This is actually true, that Lingyu really got into the black turtle belt by herself...
After all, he has benefited, and he can't scold Tianyan Daozi to tease him. People can't be so awkward.
"I'll take Zhenjun to walk around in the valley," Feng Wu said softly, and Yang Jian nodded in agreement. They walked half a foot apart and walked in the path of the Wutong Forest.
Feng Shan has been slumped after losing Ling Yu, and now even more sulking in the cave, but can't resist Kong Xuan's arrangement.
The two of them were originally born from the awakened bloodline of the spirit bird. They suffered from disasters as soon as they were born. Fortunately, Kong Xuan found them in time, recognized them as nieces, and sheltered them in their cultivation.
Even if they arranged their future destiny in this way, they would be regarded as the daughters of the Feng clan. Although Feng Shan was reluctant in every way, she did not want to lose her identity as the Feng clan...
The complexities here make it difficult to understand the girl's mind.
Yang Jian walked in the woods with his hands behind his back, Feng Wu followed by him, looking up at Yang Jian's profile from time to time, with a peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth.
They didn't talk much, and the forest just happened to be quiet.
Feng Wu asked softly, "Is the wife in Zhenjun's house the Wanzhi princess of the Dragon clan?"
"Well," Yang Jian replied, staring at a small water hole, and said: "She is gentle and intelligent, knowledgeable, and well-organized, so that I can walk outside with peace of mind."
Feng Wu nodded lightly, his eyes thoughtful, "She must be an extremely beautiful woman."
"Born with flowers and moon appearance."
"Then true monarch..." Feng Wu asked again, "will there be no more wives and concubines in the future?"
Yang Jian thought that Feng Wu was talking about Fengshan, and shook his head when he heard that, "I didn't think much about this at this time, not to mention, I think it is enough for one person and one mind, so I don't need to involve too much."
Feng Wu whispered: "The road to practice can be long, and it doesn't count for years. If a few people are accompanied, the road to practice can be less lonely."
Yang Jian looked at Feng Wu with a little helplessness. Feng Wu also looked forward to her sister to marry him?
Oh, that's not right, he was in the Zuifeng clan.
"My six roots are impure, and I also have selfish desires. If there is no worries on the road ahead, Feng Wu, you said that three or five beautiful girls will be accompanied, I am longing for it in my heart, but..."
When Yang Jian's conversation turned, he thought several things in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "If the future is too difficult, catastrophe, drastic changes, and disasters in the world, it will involve too much love, but when there is no relationship, it will only hurt others. stop."
Feng Wu chuckled, "True Monarch feels that with his skills, he still can't settle down in the wilderness?"
Yang Jian shook his head ~EbookFREE.me~, leaving Feng Wu a bit unprepared by words, and walked forward with his hand in his hand.
"The one who hasn't settled down yet should be this wild world."
Feng Wu was a little surprised. He looked up at Yang Jian's back, always feeling that an invisible mountain was pressed against his upright figure.
For Yang Jian, what Tianyan Daozi said about the catastrophe was indeed a pressure that urged him not to neglect his practice.
Feng Wu bit his lower lip. Although he was tangled in his heart, he still made up his mind.
She suddenly walked two steps quickly, grabbed Yang Jian's arm, and whispered: "The true monarch will follow me, I will take you to the treasure house in the valley, take your magic weapon, and send you out of the valley."
Yang Jian frowned and said: "If I use my safety to confuse my friend with unrighteousness, it is not mine."
Feng Wu stunned, then chuckled twice, and looked at Yang Jian and said, "I don't want my sister to marry you. Don't worry, the younger generation of pure-blooded people in the clan are just me and my sister, uncle. Even the punishment will not be too heavy."
Yang Jian thought a little, and was about to nod, but suddenly heard a slightly sarcasm from the forest.
"Second brother, you said raising young phoenixes, raising young phoenixes, it is really ridiculous that you have raised your elbows to the horizon now."
In the forest, Kong Xuan in Tsing Yi wandered, his face could not show the joy or anger.
It was the young man in a golden robe behind Kong Xuan who was talking, with dark eyes and a faint sneer at the corners of his mouth.
Phoenix's third son, Golden Wing Roc. 8)