[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

It was early morning when Yang Jian came back. Seeing that Xiao Hei was not nearby, he tentatively called his name a few times.The birds and beasts in the forest were just waking up, gradually mixed with various voices, but they still didn't have the slightest popularity.

Is something wrong?

He vaguely had a bad premonition, although he didn't get along with Xiao Hei for a long time, he also knew that the child was definitely not playing and running around, let alone that he had specially instructed him before leaving.

strangeness.

Yang Jian circled around the neighborhood, but he didn't see any signs or messages, and he didn't find any traces of the dispute, but he always felt that something was wrong, until he stepped on the place where Xiao Hei had been standing.

It used to be a lush green grassland, with a lot of bright wild flowers mixed in the slightly long grass leaves, but now it seems to be withered after autumn, and they all shatter when touched lightly, and then turn into pale ashes.He had seen such a strange scene before, it was the appearance of plants whose lives had been completely taken away by karma.

His heart was beating wildly, and he quickly searched with his sky eyes, only to see a white light shining on the other side of the mountain, just like the dazzling sun at noon.

Xiao Hei? !

He couldn't see what happened, but instinctively felt that it was Xiao Hei, but when he approached, his footsteps paused slightly, as if he was stepping over a strange film.

Array?

He immediately focused his attention, and sure enough, Huashan was completely enclosed, and when he left the range, the formation immediately disappeared into nothing.

"Xiao Hei!" Yang Jian gasped. He walked towards the light source as fast as he could, and saw a young man in white standing in the middle. His skin was like snow, and even his long hair and eyelashes were the same color.

"True Monarch."

The young man's voice was also as cold and clear as ice and snow. He turned around and approached Yang Jian, then grabbed his sleeve and called out again.

"True Monarch."

"...Xiao Hei?" Yang Jian was shocked. He supported Xiao Hei's shoulders, and looked at the young man who was almost colorless except for the slightly darker eyes, "What happened, how could you become like this?"

Xiao Hei shook his head.

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, he quickly collected himself and said, "Is this what you really look like?"

"Ah."

I don't know if it is because of the change in appearance that Xiao Hei's mind seems to have grown. Although Yang Jian felt a little strange, he didn't go any further, "You said you were transformed by Zhaohua's blood essence, could it be that... the white leaves?"

"Zhaohua?" Xiao Hei blinked slowly, just a little movement, as if snowflakes could fall.

"Zhaohua." Yang Jian's voice was very soft, "... is he... all right?"

Xiao Hei looked at Yang Jian, "Do you want to see him?"

Yang Jian was stunned.

"I'll take you there." Xiao Hei didn't wait for his answer. Yang Jian only felt his eyes darken, and the surrounding scenery faded instantly. Only an ancient jade white tree bowed its head quietly. The water is full of starlight, even if white leaves fall on it, it can't stir up any waves.

In this world that is almost only black and white, only the deep pool has some color, and it is so empty that there is no sound.Yang Jian's heart ached, and he walked to the edge of the water without knowing it. The white leaves floated into his hands, and soon turned into light spots and quickly dispersed.

The Land of Phantoms is not so much protecting the Three Realms as it is a cage that traps the Tianzhu.There is no human voice, no animal language, and there will always be only a layer of constant black and white, and only the starry sky in the lake and the falling white leaves will move slightly.

What kind of mood is he holding to endure thousands of years here?Supporting the world for those people and things that have never been seen before?

"Zhao... Hua..." Yang Jian's voice was dry, he didn't see Zhao Hua, and when he turned around, Xiao Hei was nowhere to be seen.

It was quiet in the phantom, as if he was the only one left in the world. He wanted to get closer to the pool, but found that his legs had been entangled in darkness and could not move.

"You're not Xiao Hei." Yang Jian frowned, turned into a three-pointed two-edged knife and stabbed back, the white ancient tree was broken from it, only the faint laughter could be heard, and the black illusion was like a rag It seems that light is coming from the leak.

"Zhenjun!" It was still the pure white youth who grabbed Yang Jian's arm and dragged him out forcefully.

"I know, Xin Tianzhu's weakness." The laughter in the illusion still echoed, and Yang Jian could see it without turning his head. A man in black with a mask moved his face to the ear of the white-haired young man, I know your weakness."

After everything calmed down, Xiao Hei returned to his original appearance as a child in black clothes and black hair.However, while he was recovering, he suddenly fell into a coma.Yang Jian called Xiao Tiangou to take care of him, but he didn't get away, but stayed in the mortal world until he woke up.

"Owner?"

The three of them stayed overnight in an inn near Mount Hua. Just after noon, Yang Jian suddenly stood up, "You take care of Xiao Hei, I'll go to Liu's Village." As he said this, he closed the door and went out without waiting for Xiao Tiangou to agree.

Although Huashan is far away from Liujiazhuang, it is only a short distance to Yang Jian. When he came to the river, he just heard Chen Xiang shouting to the sky, "Who the hell am I! Why are you hiding it from me! Why are you lying to me!!!" The voice pierced his heart It's very cracked, but it has the childishness of a teenager.

A piece of stone was thrown into the river by him, and a lot of water splashed out. Yang Jian sighed and appeared behind him, and called out, "Chen Xiang."

Chen Xiang turned her head sullenly, and when she saw Yang Jian, her expression became brighter instantly, "Master Zhenjun!"

He was rescued by Yang Jian once in the underworld, and Chen Xiang imitated the errand and called him "Master Zhenjun".He looked at Chen Xiang for a while, then forced a smile and said: "Today is your birthday, I happened to pass by nearby, so I came to take a look." Speaking of this, he took out a golden lock from his sleeve, and carefully put it on Chen Xiang's body.

Children are always happy when they receive a gift, Chen Xiang's eyes lit up, and he immediately said with a beaming smile, "Golden ones?!"

Yang Jian got stuck for a while before nodding.

The child couldn't put it down immediately when he heard the words, Yang Jian felt that even if he saw Chen Xiang bite, he probably wouldn't be surprised.He patted Chen Xiang's shoulder, and found a shady place to sit side by side with him. Chen Xiang played with the golden lock on his neck, and said, "Why do you even know my birthday? If that's the case, then You should also know about my mother!"

Yang Jian couldn't figure out what kind of logic this was, but he also knew that fire couldn't be wrapped in paper.Just now he came in a hurry because he saw Chen Xiang asking about his life experience at home, and the identity of the fourth aunt was also clarified, it was the fourth princess of the East China Sea, Ao Tingxin.

Ao Tingxin has always been kind-hearted. Compared with her third sister Ao Cunxin, she is more straightforward and frank.However, even if she would not intensify her efforts to accuse Yang Jian of unwarranted crimes, and might even say a few words for him, in this matter, Yang Jian was ultimately unwilling to use other people's mouths.

Even in the end, Chen Xiang will still hate him.