Compared with the deserted cabin, the rest of the Liu Mansion is very lively. [] Prince Longba and Ding Xiang came to Liujia Village to stay for a while, and the two pairs of young people had a great time. Dingxiang, who had lost his memory, was curious about every plant and tree in Liujia Village.

As a result, Long Ba had to become a free tour guide. After knowing the whole village well, she suddenly became very interested in the Liu Mansion where she lived. When her young lady lost her temper, everyone had no choice but to follow her in the house.

What a joke.

On this day, she saw a servant coming out of the backyard angrily. After asking, Dingxiang found out that there was a patient in the backyard who had been bedridden for many years, but he ignored him all day long. She became curious and couldn't care less.

I made an appointment with Long Ba to go to the mountains to play, and went looking for the backyard along the way.

As soon as I opened the door, I choked on the flying dust. I saw a bed, a table and a chair in the room, which was extremely simple. A man in black clothes was lying on his back on the bed, his brows furrowed, as if he was enduring some pain.

However, his expression was as calm as water, neither happy nor sad.

Ding Xiang curiously came closer to look at her, and gave a greeting. Yang Jian opened his eyes and looked at her, and couldn't help but be startled. But at this glance, Ding Xiang suddenly felt an inexplicable familiarity, mixed with a very strange feeling. She looked at it curiously.

This person said: "That's weird, hey, do I know you?"

Yang Jian looked at her quietly. Is this child a guest at Chenxiang's place? He is young and full of energy. It seems that the original decision was indeed correct. However, is it too cruel? After loving so passionately, now he actually

Because you completely forgot?

He smiled with complicated emotions. Ding Xiang clapped her hands and said, "So you can laugh? I thought you couldn't hear what I said!"

Followed by a series of questions, seeing Yang Jian just lying on the bed with a faint smile, he couldn't help but feel a little unhappy, and said: "I didn't say a word, I was really bored to death. By the way, they said you can't move, right?"

My Long Ba has a lot of elixirs in his hands, come here, I will take you to him!"

She couldn't help but want to pull Yang Jian up. When she lowered her head, she saw a strange object under the man's collar. It had a strange shape but seemed to have been seen on someone before. She reached out and took it out to take a closer look.

It was a small silver moon-shaped ornament, looped around the neck with a silkworm rope. The silver moon was engraved with strange spells and shone with a strange light. Lilac looked at it repeatedly, then looked at Yang Jian, and said, "I see

Yes, but where have you seen it before? However, this thing is so beautiful!" Yang Jian saw her holding on to the silver jewelry and refusing to let go, his expression changed. He opened his mouth to speak, but was unable to say it.

Someone outside the house shouted: "Dingxiang, Dingxiang!" The voice was quite anxious, but it was Long Ba.

Long Ba waited for Ding Xiang for a long time but no one was there. After asking, he found out that she had gone to the hut where Yang Jian lived. Long Ba was shocked and then remembered that the Third Holy Mother had indeed taken away Yang Jian three years ago. But the fourth princess Ding Xiang had already

After resurrecting from the dead, Chen Xiang and others had never mentioned him during this trip, and he had almost forgotten about this great enemy whom he hated so deeply at the beginning.

Hurrying over, he pushed the door open and saw Ding Xiang standing in front of Yang Jian, looking down at something carefully.

Seeing Long Ba come in, Ding Xiang waved him over and said with a smile: "Xiao Ba, come and take a look at this. I seem to have seen someone bring a silver armor... That person seemed to be wearing a silver armor... It's not right, it's not the same

Who would wear any kind of armor when singing opera?" He frowned and thought hard.

Long Ba's heart was struck and he said: "Silver armor?" He screamed inwardly and thought: "Yang Jian is the biggest enemy who killed her. Although it is pitiful to see the god, the ax cut itself off after splitting the Huashan Mountain. Ding Xiang only then

She was reborn. But her resentment towards Yang Jian must be strong. If she is allowed to face Yang Jian, I'm afraid she will really remember everything..."

Recalling Ding Xiang's infatuated love for Agarwood, Long Ba broke out in a cold sweat and quickly took Ding Xiang's arm and said softly: "What kind of armor? Isn't this just a silver moon ornament? Ding Xiang, if you like it, I will make it for you later."

Ten or eight, can you change it every day and take it with you to play with? Come on, let’s go out first?”

Ding Xiang shook his head and said, "No, I just like this. I won't leave." Long Ba was anxious and said, "You like it? Okay, I'll just take it off for you." He took it from Ding Xiang's hand, but he couldn't help but sigh.

After making a sound, I felt that there was a strange flow of true energy in this object, which disappeared as soon as it appeared. Looking everywhere, I saw Yang Jian looking at the ornament in his hand, with a strange expression. After being stunned, he immediately thought: "Yang Jian

He was once the god of justice. Although his character was extremely bad, his skills were unequivocal. The thing he wore with him might also be a very powerful magical weapon."

Without any hesitation, he said, "Lilac, since you like it, I'll take it for you." He put more force on his hand and pulled it, Yang Jian frowned slightly, and the silkworm cord of the ornament dug deeply into the skin of the back of his neck.

But it can't be broken.

Ding Xiang couldn't bear it: "Please be gentle, it's bleeding." Long Ba said: "How can you be polite to such a person? Ding Xiang, let me help you take it off!" Seeing that Yang Jian was just staring at the silver ornaments, she thought he was just him.

Reluctant to part with this thing, her heart became angry, so she picked up his body, took off the string from his head and neck, let go, and threw him back on the bed.

As soon as the thin sop left Yang Jian's body, a light suddenly appeared on the silver ornaments. Long Ba felt his hands go numb, as if he had been electrocuted, and he staggered back. The light hit Yang Jian, and Yang Jian was immediately knocked to the ground.

There was a sound, and his forehead hit the corner of the bed, and blood immediately dripped from it.

Ding Xiang exclaimed and said: "Long Ba, what are you doing?" She stepped forward to help Yang Jian, and saw that his face was pale, with a dim but bitter smile. It was clear that he had never seen it before, but he was deeply impressed. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

.

The whole body felt like being burned by fire, and like thousands of knives being stabbed and stirred everywhere. The zhenqi that had been confused by Yao Ji a few days ago began to wreak havoc again. In the moment before he fell into coma, Yang Jian knew that this fight was going on.

Until now, the situation has only gotten worse and worse.

"I have been unable to speak or move. It is impossible to take this gamble." In the coma, he still couldn't hide the bitter smile, "How much mana was sealed before going to Kunlun? Fifty percent or more? Just the meridian a few days ago

Having just been severely injured, how can I withstand such a sudden impact? So what if I win the bet? So what if I get the mana back? This body is still a piece of waste that cannot speak or move."

There was a sweet smell in his throat, and he finally coughed up blood. Even though Long Ba hated him so much, he couldn't help but panic and went to the Third Holy Mother for help with the cloves.

So, three years after taking Yang Jian into his home, the Third Holy Mother walked into this hut for the first time.

Pressing Yang Jian's left wrist with complicated emotions, the Third Holy Mother could not help but be slightly startled. Yang Jian's severely injured meridians were shattered by a strong force. Although his true energy barely protected his heart, his inner breath was also in chaos.

, almost out of control. He asked Long Ba in detail what happened, and asked for a closer look at the silver moon ornament. He guessed: "This ornament was obtained when he slayed demons thousands of years ago. I don't know what it is."

Yes. Maybe you touched the mechanism when you were playing with it, and accidentally injured him."

She mobilized her true energy and placed it against Yang Jian's chest. She touched it with her palm and felt a sudden shock in her heart. In her memory, his chest was warm and generous. When she was a child, she always loved to pester him, pick her up, sing nursery rhymes and tell stories. But now she is so thin and weak.

, even her heartbeat was slow and labored. For a moment, her heart felt empty, and she couldn't bear to look at Yang Jian's lonely face in a coma.

Seeing her daze, Long Ba lowered his head and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, San Sheng Sheng, I didn't mean to hurt him." San Sheng Sheng came to his senses and sighed: "Ao Chun, you don't have to blame yourself. Yang Jian is in charge of your Donghai Dragon Palace.

There are too many. You didn't want to take revenge, but you hurt him unintentionally. Isn't this just the unmissable retribution?" Long Ba felt relieved and asked: "Then is he in serious trouble?

"

The Third Holy Mother entered the true energy and helped him absorb the chaotic inner energy back to the sea of ​​energy. He said: "My second brother has a profound cultivation. He was seriously injured back then, but he still has some body-protecting true energy left. I came in time.

, just in time to help him collect his inner breath. Although people will suffer some hardships, they will not be in danger of their lives."

After a pause, she thought of something and then added hesitantly, "Eight Prince, Ding Xiang, that's all for today. You don't need to tell anyone else. Although my mother has always refused to see him, mother and son are connected after all.

If he knew about it, he would be very sad. Since he is not seriously injured, there is no need for her to worry about him."

Yang Jian was unconscious for eleven consecutive days. On the twelfth day, the chaotic zhenqi was finally brought under control under the guidance of the Three Holy Mothers. However, just as he expected, the damaged meridians were beyond repair, and his body and

The pain was as constant as ever, and the Third Holy Mother was not aware of the sudden increase in his magic power.

From this day on, the hut returned to its previous deserted state. Perhaps it had been separated for too long? I couldn't bear to face his weakness at first, but after seeing each other day by day, I turned a blind eye. And his expression seemed to contain too much.

, often made her just want to stay away from him. Now that he had woken up, she had no courage to face his slightly moved but complicated eyes.

After a long time, she realized what that look meant, but by then it was too late...

But what Sansheng Sheng didn't expect was that there was another pair of eyes quietly watching every move in the house these days.

Still holding the purple jade staff, the one-armed man quietly appeared in front of the bed. With a flip of his wrist, the tip of the staff was already pressed against Yang Jian's throat.

"It's been three years, Yang Jian. It seems that you have forgotten your promise?" He said in a deep voice.

Yang Jian looked at him indifferently, as if he had expected him to come. The one-armed man took back his purple jade staff, smiled slightly, and said: "You actually know that I don't want to kill you. Did you see that I was outside the house? It seems that your magic power has already

Recovered a lot.”

He sat down by the bed, with a sad look on his face, and said: "I have always wanted to be your friend, but unfortunately, this hope is getting slimmer and slimmer. Do you know? My eldest brother is dead, and my only one is

My nephew is the young man who accompanied me to find the ruined temple last time."

Yang Jian was shocked, and the one-armed man looked blankly into the darkness of the room in a daze. His voice had no fluctuation, as if he was telling someone else's story, but he was so sad that he couldn't control himself.

"My eldest brother is practicing Taoism. He can't fight in close combat, let alone kill people. I gave you time to resume the decisive battle, but he thought I was afraid of your sister and nephew. We argued about this matter several times, but who knew that eldest brother... he actually

I did not hesitate to destroy myself and my beloved son physically and mentally, and used the Fuxi Water Mirror to set up a great formation to destroy the gods, and forced me to preside over the formation to avenge this blood revenge."

Yang Jian's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and they stayed tight. As a god of justice for many years, he knew far more secrets than ordinary people. The Fuxi Water Mirror is a relic of the ancient god. Although no one knows its function, it is not considered valuable in itself.

A murderous weapon. However, if it is used as the formation eye to launch the God-Destroying Formation, even if the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Guards are trapped in it, they will only end up in ashes.

The voice of the one-armed man still came calmly: "After half a year, all the formations will be completed. I must avenge my eldest brother's death. True Lord, although I have promised not to avenge my sister until I defeat you, but now, I have no choice but to take revenge."

You have to choose.”

Standing up slowly, as if he was overwhelmed, he murmured again: "I have pursued martial arts all my life, but in the end, I have to use formations to kill people and take revenge. The friend I most want to make in my life can only become my biggest friend.

Enemy. But, Yang Jian, do you still want to insist on your protection?"

He turned to look at Yang Jian. In Yang Jian's eyes, there was only calmness and waiting, as if waiting for him to continue speaking.

The one-armed man sighed, nodded and said: "I understand, Yang Jian, you should regain the strength to fight in half a year. Therefore, when I activate the formation, I will give you a chance. That is not keeping my promise."

Compensation. But I hope you deserve it. You have no chance of winning that battle. And you may not get any reward for your efforts."

He stood up with a stick, and thick smoke rose from his feet, hiding the one-armed man back into the darkness. He came suddenly and left without any warning. Yang Jian pondered for a long time, and smiled silently.

"Half a year? You should be able to condense your soul again. Third sister, you still underestimate your second brother, thinking that I am only messing with the remaining body-protecting energy? Your understanding of me is not as good as
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