I can’t remember how I was carried back to the ruined temple by the Roaring Sky Dog, nor how I kowtowed and begged before the Roaring Sky Dog beat away the beggar leader. The moonlight fell from the broken skylight, as bright and beautiful as ever, but there was something unspeakable about it.

The chill was so cold that even his bones froze.

The moonlight was sprinkled within reach, but he was no longer able to hold it in his hand. That elegant woman should be holding the Jade Rabbit in her arms and chatting with her close sisters, right? How could she think of him again?

?Even if I remembered it, it was just a joke, the best joke related to despicability in the Three Realms!

"I want to see... Yushu." The clumsy excuse repeated countless times before reappeared in Yang Jian's memory. He smiled sadly. That day in the Lingxiao Palace, when he was forced to peel off his deepest secrets bloody, that

A feeling of helplessness filled his whole body again. The difference was that at that time, he still had hope and watched Chenxiang grow day by day. But now, the only thing he has is despair.

After a tiring day, the barking dog fell into a deep sleep, still choking in his sleep and calling to his master in a low voice. The old beggar also snuggled by the fire, snoring like thunder. Yang Jian closed his eyes slightly, not wanting to look at the slanting man again.

The moonlight was getting brighter and brighter in front of my eyes, and the moonlight gradually moved towards me. Then, all the brilliance moved towards the divine case not far away, and the mother-in-law of the land who had destroyed the divine case slowly revealed her true body.

The landlady pointed at him with her cane and said disgustedly: "Old man, I don't want to see this man again. If he stays here, he will ruin our temple!"

The land father-in-law was a little nervous, and he hissed, "No, let's go back. Mr. Zhenjun... cough, Yang Jian seems to be still awake!"

The landlady snorted coldly: "So what if he's awake? Today in the city, he's still awake, and he's not as embarrassed as a wild dog."

The land father-in-law smiled bitterly and said: "Old woman, you encourage the people who go to the market to humiliate him in every possible way, so why bother? He is miserable enough as he is now."

The land mother-in-law wondered: "Do you sympathize with this kind of person?" The land father-in-law shook his head and said: "Sympathy? This kind of shameless person who will not even spare his own sister for the sake of his own future. My old man spits on him every time he sees him. I

I just feel that he has already ended up like this, and if we continue to fight against him, we will only get our own hands dirty!"

The landlady said with a smile: "That's true! Yes, if you steal a chicken, you will lose a handful of rice. This man has become the biggest laughing stock in the three worlds. If I argue with him again, I will really praise him!"

He stepped forward, gargled out a mouthful of saliva, and spit it towards Yang Jian.

As the words of the landlady and his wife were passed word by word, Yang Jian's face became paler. When his left cheek felt cold and he spit heavily, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a fierce murderous aura emerged from his eyes.

The mother-in-law of the land was so frightened that she backed away repeatedly. The father-in-law of the land hurriedly reached out to hold her. The smoke flashed and turned into the appearance of the clay puppet on the sacred table.

"Yang Jian, I didn't expect that you would be insulted by such a god?" The murderous aura dissipated, and he suddenly had the urge to laugh, and then he was left in a daze.

The saliva on the cheeks was blown dry by the wind, and the cold moonlight gradually moved through the skylight and fell to the west. The rooster sang, and a new day was about to begin again.

But there is no hope. All there is is embarrassment and suffering day after day.

The remaining inner breath still stubbornly protected his weak heart. The first thing he did when he woke up was to prepare food and drink for him with all his heart. Yang Jian was still unable to move a finger, and Yang Jian was like a bystander.

I stared at it quietly, my heart filled with a sense of absurdity.

"The joke in the Three Realms... is really good. The former God of Justice is now unable to even go on a hunger strike to seek death. His biggest dream now is actually death... There is no joke more ridiculous than this in the Three Realms.

Already?"

In the woods outside the ruined temple, there were two pairs of eyes watching everything inside. From nightfall to dawn, they never looked away for a moment.

One of them was tall and burly, with only one left arm left, holding a purple jade staff on the ground, his face was ashen. The other was younger and heroic, looking into the temple and said: "Uncle, what should we do now?"

Yes, I found him, but with him like this, I’m afraid he won’t be able to compete with you again!”

The one-armed man was silent for a long while, then he slammed the purple jade staff on the ground and said angrily: "That's too much!"

The young man was stunned and asked: "What?" The one-armed man said solemnly: "Yang Jian is also a rare good man in the three worlds. How can Yang Jian still suffer from the bird spirit of the land? How can it be true?" The young man asked puzzledly.

Said: "Don't he have a grudge against us? Uncle, why do you take his place?"

The one-armed man snorted, "What do you know, kid!" He looked at the broken arm, with a look of sadness on his face, and said, "Back then, his three sisters were imprisoned in Huashan, and they killed me nine times regardless of the crime.

She treated Lingdong as a monster and annihilated her in one fell swoop. She relied on the magic power of the lotus lantern. I was defeated but could not do anything."

The young man said: "Yes, of your nine sworn brothers, only my father and you escaped. My father mainly practiced Taoism and could not fight in actual combat, so you, uncle, went to Huashan alone to fight for the nine brothers."

The brothers who died tragically in Lingdong seek justice."

The one-armed man sighed: "That's why I know that Yang Jian is a rare good man in the three realms. Alien cultivators like me have always been regarded as monsters. Immortals kill them as they please, who will care about fairness or not?"

?Only this Yang Jian didn’t allow me to hurt his sister, but he fought with me openly and openly, without relying on any magic weapon. Although he broke one of my arms, he made me convinced that I had lost.”

The young man said: "But Yang Jian has a very bad reputation in the Three Realms. He betrayed his sister and hunted down his nephew. The things he did to his relatives are worse than pigs and dogs!" The one-armed man said coldly: "I only believe in my own.

With martial arts cultivation, how can someone who can practice that upright and masculine marksmanship be a shameless person with a huge greed for profit?"

"Back then, after I broke my arm and was seriously injured, he promised me to fight again. Erlang Xiansheng's promise must be true. If he only made this promise, how could he be so decadent again, wasting his time and waiting for death?"

As the one-armed man spoke, the man walked calmly towards the temple, without any hesitation in his steps.

The old beggar was stretching himself comfortably, while the barking dog was sweating profusely. He shrank from his master's resisting gaze, but still tried hard to restrain his fear, and force-fed Yang Jian rice soup by the spoonful, without even noticing the gate of the ruined temple.

The hole opened silently, and a person slowly walked in.

Yang Jian's body trembled slightly, he choked on the soup, and couldn't help coughing. Roaring Sky Dog hurriedly patted his back, and said anxiously: "I'm sorry, I... I'm always so careless!" However, Yang Jian's eyes recovered.

With a bit of the spirit of the past, he was looking past himself and forward.

Two purple lights burst out, and with a bang, the clay statue of the landlady on the sacred table not far away was blown to pieces.

Roaring Sky Dog was shocked and used his body to block the splashing mud for Yang Jian. When he turned around, he saw a one-armed man holding a purple jade staff standing silently behind him.

"Who is it?" Roaring Sky Dog drank.

The one-armed man didn't answer, but looked at Yang Jian quietly. After a long time, he sighed softly and said to the roaring dog: "There is a sentence, I don't know if you like to hear it. If I were you, at the beginning of your master's serious injury,

, must have taken action to kill him."

Roaring Sky Dog said angrily: "How dare you! If you want to kill the master, come and kill me first!"

The one-armed man said leisurely: "Kill him? Me? I want to kill him, but not now." Thousands of shadows of the purple jade staff appeared in his hand, and only the sound of rustling could be heard. The roaring dog had not yet reacted.

My body suddenly felt cold, and my coat tore into thousands of pieces, falling to the ground.

The one-armed man stared at Yang Jian again and said in a deep voice: "My staff skills have been perfected, but what about your promise? After you broke my arm, did you promise me the chance to fight again?"

Yang Jian looked at him, but there was a bit of sadness in his eyes. The one-armed man turned a blind eye and continued, "Yang Jian, I will give you time. If you live by yourself, you must fulfill it. Do you just want to lie down like this?"

For a lifetime? Erlangshen, stand up again with your own strength and give me an explanation!"

The young man followed in from outside the temple and saw this situation. He was a little puzzled. He looked at his uncle and then at Yang Jian, who was leaning against the wall and could not move. He felt that there was excitement in their expressions.

A strange look, no hatred, but clearly a desire to let go and fight.

"Erlang Shen, I came out this time just to deal with the old debt in Jiuling Cave. Don't you have someone you want to protect? If you still want to insist on your protection, then stand up, the sooner the better, because

You have no choice."
Chapter completed!