dark battle

On the contrary, the railings have an unconventional timeless elegance.

A ten-year-old boy quietly approached behind the seven-year-old girl, stretched his arms, grabbed the garland she was about to weave, and ran away laughing.

"Second brother! You!" The little girl stared at her big watery eyes, and waved her fleshy fists to chase after him. Wherever she could catch up, she couldn't even find the boy in a short while.It was hard for her to find that thin and well-proportioned flower branch, and she spent a lot of effort to weave it tightly and beautifully. It would be hard to guarantee that it would fall into the hands of the second brother.She stood alone in the middle of the courtyard, her eyes gradually filled with tears, but she gritted her teeth and refused to cry.

A warm hand put on her shoulder and squeezed it lightly, "Erlang bullied you again? Third sister don't cry, brother will teach him for you later."

She blinked her eyes to hold back her tears, and looked up at the sturdy young man who was two ends taller than her, "Thank you brother, but I have a way to settle accounts with that guy, hum! By the way, brother, how are you doing in martial arts? Teach me two tricks, and I will teach him a lesson myself, and he will never dare to bully me again!"

"There are no girls who practice martial arts. If Erlang has half the heart of our third sister who wants to learn martial arts! How do you want to settle accounts with him?"

The little girl gave a sly smile, stood on tiptoe, covered her small mouth with her hand and whispered: "I stole my mother's white skirt, and pretended to be a ghost to scare him to death tonight!"

At night, the little girl wrapped her long hair in a floor-sweeping white dress and fiddled with her forehead before tiptoeing into the room of her two brothers.There was no light in the dark room, but she could still see it vaguely. She touched the side of the second brother's bed, rushed forward, and said in a rough voice: "Yang Jian—the ghost is coming to catch you—Yang Jian— "She stopped suddenly, and lifted the quilt vigorously. The bed was empty and there was no one there.He took a deep breath, and before he understood what was going on, he was suddenly picked up by the waist, and he spun around with his feet off the ground, almost throwing her out.

A sharp scream woke up the elder brother who was on the other side of the bed, "What's the matter?" I lit the oil lamp and saw Yang Chan standing on the ground in a long dress that didn't fit well, but Yang Jian was sitting on the side of his bed He couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Chan wiped her tears and said angrily, "It's all your fault! You scared me to death! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Yang Jiao's eyes were sleepy, and he was upset when someone woke him up. He raised his eyes and warned: "Erlang, how old are you, why don't you know how to let the third sister go? If you wake up your parents, they will beat you. I won't stop you." "Third sister, you too, you don't have to worry about catching a cold when you run out in the middle of the night, go back to sleep, your second brother is playing with you."

Yang Chan pouted, looking at Yang Jian, who was gloating a little bit, unhappily.The scene in front of me changed, and the ten-year-old child turned into a 15-year-old boy. His face was already handsome, but his well-proportioned little face was covered with stains and a few wounds, and his eyes were closed tightly.

She shook him desperately, crying loudly.

"Why are you crying..." He opened his eyes, raised his hand to wipe the tears off her cheeks, "Aren't you dead yet?"

The girl from back then has grown into a beautiful little beauty with elegant features, but her face is also bruised and black, and she said angrily, "Don't say that, second brother, it's bad luck!"

He lay on his back on the wet grass, pulled the corners of his lips, and seemed to be sneering, "What are you afraid of, I want to see how long the old Jade Emperor will hunt us down."

Yang Chan was dejected for a moment, and took out a small gourd from her bosom, "Second brother, drink some water, it's all my fault, I didn't step on the road well, which caused you to fall too."

Shu Mountain is steep, and the two of them, brother and sister, were walking around in the forest, so it was easy to hide, but it was wet and slippery after the rain. She was unsteady and fell down the valley. She rolled down the uneven hillside.

She lifted him up carefully, and checked the scratches on his back and arms, "Second brother, we have to live, otherwise, father, mother and eldest brother will die in vain."

His muddy hand suddenly covered her mouth, "Hush, listen..."

Yang Chan frowned and pushed away his dirty hands, and while wiping her mouth, she pricked up her ears and listened intently, but she didn't hear anything except the slight sound of the wind.

With a low roar of a beast, Yang Jian's figure flashed in front of him, blocking a golden shadow.Her pupils constricted suddenly, and the second brother lunged in front of her, put his right elbow against the leopard's bloody mouth, and grabbed the leopard's two front paws with both hands.

People in Sichuan have heard of the leopard in the deep mountains and forests. It is fierce and physically strong, and it is a life-threatening rakshasa-like existence.

Of course she knew that a stalemate between a man and a leopard would not last long, and Yang Jian was able to stop it with the help of his incomprehensible magic power. As long as the leopard's mouth was pressed harder, the second brother's elbow would be crushed.She trembled violently all over, her eyes eagerly searching for anything on the ground that could be used as a weapon.The brothers and sisters originally picked up the spears of the heavenly soldiers to defend themselves, but they fell on the top of the hill when they slipped and rolled down.

She didn't see Yang Jian's expression, but only caught a glimpse of a dazzling silver light. When she hurried to look, she saw the leopard fell to the ground and covered its face with its front paws, as if it was in severe pain.The men happened to touch a stone that was suitable for their hands, so they picked it up and threw it on the top of the leopard without any fear.

Yang Chan was already worried about the tragic scene of the leopard's head bursting, her eyes were occupied by her brother's bloody right arm.Looking at it, the right arm suddenly turned into a silver armor guard, raised it high, and patted her down.

Her body fell uncontrollably and landed on a flat ground. There was a loud rumbling sound in her ears. The ground below her body rose several feet. The sound of gurgling water approached her. She stood up in horror and saw the silver blue Color-colored water flowed from all directions, surrounding the small round platform under him, and the light beams on the edge of the round platform rose steeply, flashing light like electricity and fog.The rocks above the head quickly closed, pulling away all the sunlight, leaving only the gloomy silver blue eyes.

The palm of her left hand ached sharply, her eyes shifted to her raised left hand, and she found that she was holding a piece of Wujin Broken Sword, with blood flowing from her palm, her eyes moved forward inch by inch along the blade, not daring to move too far quick.The blade was not long, and her heart tightened, and she saw that the other end of the severed sword had sunk into a person's heart, and blood was gushing out from the wound.

"Do not--"

Yang Chan opened her eyes suddenly, panting violently, the closed gate in front of her eyes remained the same as before, the faint blue water sparkled and shimmered, and there was a faint light reflected on the mountain wall above her head.She sat up exhausted, and the surroundings were quiet, except for the slight sound of water flowing.

She looked down at the palm of her left hand. It had been a month, and the wound had stopped bleeding, but there was still occasional dull pain.

"Second Brother...Second Brother..." She murmured in a daze, hugged herself tightly, curled her body into a ball, and couldn't help but shed tears. How could she have such a dream... Looking at the beautiful past Go away little by little, until the pain is so painful that I can't breathe...

It is not so much a dream as it is a reappearance of the past, clearly as if revisiting the scene.

Rubbing her hand gently on the cold round platform, as if she wanted to touch the solid arm of the second brother again, she shrank and gradually broke down in tears, "Love is giving, desire is taking, love is not desire...Second brother ...What's wrong with our family, why did we get to where we are today..."

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The sunlight shines on the ground through the window panes, bringing with it the fragrant smell of dried soil, which illuminates the room brightly and warmly, flowing gently over people like the elegant music played by silk and bamboo orchestras.The familiar woody fragrance lingered in the air, Yang Jian slowly opened his eyelids, raised his hand to cover the harsh sunlight, and it took a moment to confirm where he was.

Yang Jian lost a lot of blood, his mouth was extremely thirsty, he managed to hold himself up, and looked around. It was clear that no one lived there for a long time, but the windows were still clean.There was a set of white porcelain teapot and teacups on the wooden table, and he touched it closer, the body of the pot was slightly warm, there was actually water, he vaguely recalled the person who turned into Yang Chan last night...

The snow outside the window has stopped, and the mountains are decorated with silver.There was a wry smile on the corner of his lips, and his eyes subconsciously glanced at the piano room.The seven strings of the Zhang Yaoqin were broken by him before, she must have the intention to restore it to the original, even though she believed that her six relatives did not recognize her, she still rescued her.

Yang Jian quietly sneaked into the secret prison without Yang Chan noticing.

Seeing the tear stains on her cheeks from a distance, I couldn't help feeling sad, thinking of the strange dream last night.In the dream, he recounted the past, from Yang Mansion to Shushan to the secret prison, the scenes were clearly visible, and finally, the third sister stabbed him in the heart with a broken sword in her hand. He was awakened by the pain in his abdomen.

What will she look like?He didn't dare to think about it.

Sumeru Fairy

The case of Fairy Baihua has not been solved yet, Yang Jian had no time to delay, so he reluctantly drove up the cloud head and returned to the Temple of Zhenjun. The fairy doctor came to diagnose and treat him. By the way, he summoned Zhang Laoer, Yao Laosi and Guo Laoliu to discuss in the bedroom.

Yang Jian sat by the bed and waited for the doctor's pulse, carefully recalling the strange event of being punched by Lilac at that time, "That Lilac is obviously a mortal, even the Lotus Lantern can't help her, how could she have such magic power... Monkey King? Did I not pay attention to being transformed into Lilac's body? This dead monkey, sooner or later, I will let him live or die."

Yao Lao Si sniffed suddenly, "Where is the smell of alcohol coming from?"

After his reminder, everyone also noticed an inexplicable smell of alcohol. Yang Jian focused his attention for a while, and suddenly looked at the copper stove beside the bed.A golden bee was lying on it. Seeing Yang Jian looking at it, it quickly rushed towards Yang Jian, but was swung away by Yang Jian's palm.

The Meishan brothers hadn't found the location of the little bee, but they saw a large swarm of bees rushing over out of thin air, wrapping Yao Laosi's entire head in an airtight manner.Amidst Yao Laosi's miserable cry, a silver light shot out from Yang Jian's forehead, and the count