[Yang Jian] Moyu Zhaohua

He didn't give Nezha a chance to escort him. As soon as he arrived at the place, Zhaohua drove away those who were in the way, and urged Yang Jian to go to bed to adjust his breath.Yang Jian frowned and looked at Zhaohua. Seeing someone sitting by the window, he had no intention of treating the wound at all, so he sighed and went to get the medicine box.

Although it was said that Nezha was asking Nezha to help him find a hiding place, how could the straight-going guy know that kind of place, and in the end he was just responsible for transporting the people to the residence that Yang Jian had prepared long ago.

"You have left yourself a way out." Zhaohua looked out of the window and said calmly.

Yang Jian didn't answer, he lowered his eyes, and carefully opened Zhaohua's clothes. After walking all the way, the blood had already been blown dry. At this time, it was sticking to the skin with the cloth. When he moved a little, the wound was torn and oozes again. bleeding.

Seeing the bright red stain on his fingertips, Yang Jian paused slightly, but he didn't really stop. He softened and moistened the dry blood little by little, and after the wound was completely exposed, he still didn't loosen it. frown.

"Don't lock it all the time." Zhaohua saw it, raised his hand to slowly rub it away for Yang Jian, then sighed and said leisurely, "Or are you doing this on purpose, so that I can't bear to be really angry with you?"

Yang Jian pursed his lips and cleaned up Zhaohua's wound without saying a word. After dressing it with medicine, he went to get clean clothes.

His hands were steady, his expression didn't change much, and his frown didn't loosen at all.

For this person on the tip of his heart, Zhaohua couldn't bear to part with him no matter what. He slipped his palm and his thumb fell on Yang Jian's white lips. Finally softened, "Do you know how I feel? Let me watch you let that man of retribution chop you with an axe. I feel no less distressed than you."

Zhaohua said so, and pointed at his heart, but Yang Jian held it with one hand, so strong that his bones hurt a little.

"Just a little bit..." Yang Jian said with a hoarse voice, tremblingly: "You're just a little bit close to..."

Zhaohua was stunned for a moment, and soon understood, he curled up the corners of his mouth dumbfounded, and comforted him: "No matter how careless I am, how could I really be hurt?"

Yang Jian suddenly closed his eyes, as if he was holding back something, he shook his head slowly.

Zhaohua took time to pull him to sit down, "I tell you, don't think you can get away with it, you haven't answered my question yet."

Yang Jian was stunned, and raised his head suspiciously.The corners of his eyes were slightly red, obviously he was a strong general who made even the gods fear, but Zhaohua couldn't help but want to hug him.But the latter reluctantly held back, just coughed lightly to cover up his small thoughts, pointed to the scenery outside the window in a serious manner, and repeated, "You still know how to leave yourself a way out?"

Yang Jian took a breath, "Chen Xiang is soft-hearted, so I don't think he will really hurt me. What's more, the matter of the rules of heaven will definitely make a fuss, and my matter is not so important... as long as I meditate here and wait for the limelight to pass... ..."

"Well, soft-hearted." Zhaohua sneered, he slowly scanned the tear on Yang Jian's clothes, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you want to find a mirror and see how hard you got hit? If it wasn't for me , Let alone meditation, it’s hard to say whether you can come here to hide from the limelight.”

Yang Jian shook his head, "I...forced him."

For his blood relatives, Yang Jian has always retreated and retreated, infinitely indulgent.Zhaohua knew this well, but it didn't mean he was willing to accept it, but in the end he didn't want to continue arguing with him, so he just raised his chin and signaled: "You also go to change your clothes and go over there to get repaired. I have some things. I want to be alone." Think about it."

Knowing that it was related to the accidental injury just now, Yang Jian nodded, but did not ask about the change in Huashan, and turned to the bed to adjust his breath.Zhaohua didn't need these things, he was not from here, and the loss of magic power could not be solved by just sitting in meditation. He propped his chin in boredom, and stared out of the window in a daze.

"This scene looks familiar..."

Time seemed to pass in a flash, and I don't know how long it has passed. The scenery outside the window has changed several times, and now it is once again dyed with orange sunset.Zhaohua propped his head, still sitting here at the beginning, but suddenly opened his mouth and said slowly: "It's built according to the small broken place we used to be?"

Yang Jian stood quietly behind Zhaohua, he shook his head, and soon realized that Zhaohua couldn't see it, so he said softly: "I saw it by chance, I just found it similar."

Zhaohua smiled and turned around, "Actually, I don't think I really did anything for you at the beginning, but I didn't expect you to remember it for so many years."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he took out the tea set from the cabinet, and then carried the hot water that had been boiled a long time ago, and started preparations in a leisurely manner.Zhaohua was a little strange, he walked to the table, tilted his head and looked at Yang Jian for a long time, only felt that he was sorting out his emotions, but he didn't know the reason.

After thinking about it for a long time, I could only think of the black mud tornado in Huashan, so I curled my lips and said helplessly: "Actually, there is nothing you can't say, just ask if you want. But after all, you are a mortal now. It’s better to pay attention to the words.”

The implication is that some words can not be mentioned without mentioning them.

After a pause, Yang Jian handed the tea to Zhaohua's table in an orderly manner, then dragged his chair and sat down, looked at Zhaohua and said: "In order to modify the rules of heaven, I have more or less involved in the root of the three realms. "

"Huh?" The topic seemed off topic, Zhaohua hesitated for a moment and then nodded, "I just sorted out all the messy things that happened to Lian Er after I left, it's hard for you to do it earlier A hundred years. Rather than saying that I am angry at you for not waiting for me, it is better to say that I am angry at you...too disregarding myself."

Hearing this, Yang Jian slightly retracted his gaze. Holding his teacup in both hands, he rubbed the smooth outer wall unconsciously. After a while, he raised his head again. This time, he looked straight into Zhaohua's eyes as if he had made up his mind. .

"Tianzhu began when the heaven and the earth first opened and the Three Emperors, supporting the heaven and earth to bear the karma, has never stopped for hundreds of millions of years."

Zhaohua always felt that his choice of words was a bit subtle, and he directly said the word 'karma', so he instinctively sounded the alarm, "Why did you suddenly mention this?"

Yang Jian didn't answer, but continued: "After the Great Immortal Pangu left, deep black mud gushed out from the surface of the earth. This industry originated in the Three Realms but was not controlled in the Three Realms. The Three Emperors chose the purest white tree in the world to share with it. The pool of water that has collected all the stars is sealed in the slit, so that the karma will not overflow, and this has become today's Tianzhu."

Zhaohua was silent for a while, and said seriously: "You talk about karma, don't you feel uncomfortable after you finish?"

"Zhaohua!" Unexpectedly, the person in front of him could be so dishonest at this time, Yang Jian took a breath and said word by word: "The original Tianzhu, named Haoyun, is said to be a man with the same skin and hair. As far as I know, the snow-white and beautiful man is far from your appearance, Emperor Zuo!"

Zhaohua widened his eyes when he heard the words, "Wait a minute, you wait! In your eyes, does Xiao Hei look better than me?!"

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