The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

　　 The treasures that Chu Qian has collected are really many. The average Golden Immortal Demon can hardly have such a family background. The Dead Bone Demon really has a few treasures.

　　 First, the blood-colored big streamer, waving it can curl the black clouds of the bleeding sea. At this time, just taking a closer look, you can hear the sound of ghost crying and howling from above...

　　 "What a poisonous magic weapon," Lu Chunyang frowned.

　　 Yang Jian got up to greet him, took the flag directly, and took the flag off, grabbed the black gun, and shook it vigorously.

　　 The weight is good.

　　 But Yang Jian injected a strand of mysterious gang into it, the black spear shook, slapped, and exploded some cracks.

　　 "One shot of scrap iron," Yang Jian directly shattered the black gun. Obviously, the main treasure is the flag surface. This gun is only used for decoration.

　　 Lu Chunyang smiled and said: "Such a vicious magic weapon must be destroyed as soon as possible."

　　 "Also please seniors to take action."

　　 "Okay," Lu Chunyang sat there still, a colorful flame burst out of his palm, and threw it onto the flag. The flame was really amazing, and the flag was ignited in a blink of an eye, and it burned completely.

　　 Yang Jian didn't ask about supernatural powers, and he had no envy. He glanced at the treasures behind Chu Qian, and there was nothing interesting to him, so he sighed.

　　 "Give all these treasures to Senior Lu Chunyang."

　　 "Yes," Chu Qian leaned back in response, waving her hands lightly, and the treasures floated in front of Lu Chunyang.

　　 Lu Chunyang immediately raised his face and said, "You can't afford me?"

　　 Yang Jian dumbly said, "Chu Qian, put away these treasures. If you don't need it in the future, if you save more, you can also change some magic weapons for your own use."

　　 Chu Qian nodded in agreement, smiled, put away these treasures, and then naturally knelt and sat on the futon on the side of the low table, sitting quietly.

　　 Lu Chunyang's face was a little slow, and he looked at Chu Qian and said, "I saved you before, so I don't need you to repay me. Just caress the sound of the piano."

　　 Chu Qian looked at Yang Jian and whispered softly: "I have to ask... my son."

　　 son? Yang Jian was eating vegetables and almost bit his tongue.

　　 Yang Xiaochan also chuckled, and then felt a little strange in her heart, feeling that Chu Qian's attitude towards her brother had changed a little bit.

　　 Yang Jian is not uncommon with this slick and sour appellation.

　　 "Then who, that son!" Lu Chunyang patted the table, he also likes to joke, raised his brows, "Just listen to a piano, wouldn't you be so stingy?"

　　 "Play it!" Yang Jian glared at Chu Qian, who was also weak and pitiful, so Yang Jian couldn't attack.

　　 The piano sounded, and the wine was changed.

　　Yang Jian and Lv Chunyang continued to push their cups and exchange cups. The fairy wine they exchanged this time was not intoxicating, but rather had pure immortal power, helping Yang Jian to quickly recover his cultivation.

　　 After coming and going, Lu Chunyang and Yang Jian gradually started talking.

　　 Lu Chunyang wanted to discuss with Yang Jian's peers, but he also looked for opportunities to make Yang Jian change his mouth and stop calling his predecessors, instead shouting ‘Big Brother Lu’.

　　 Tangtang Dongwanggong was reincarnated. Before reincarnation, he was born of the Mother Mother of Innate Power and Yuan Ling. Both the heels and the blessings are profound generations.

　　 When the heavenly court was first established, he entered the heavenly court to be in charge of the male immortal, and he was also a high-powered person. Now that he is reincarnated as a human and rebuilt Daluo, Yang Jian is called "Big Brother", which is not a beast to Yang Jian.

　　 Yang Jian honestly yelled "Big Brother Lu", Lu Chunyang was full of smiles, and he could see that he was really happy.

　　 He really looked at Yang Jian and asked Yang Jian a few words.

　　 Although the demon clan showed weakness, his own strength was not weak, if Yang Jian beheaded the big demon with such recklessness, the ancestors of the demon clan might have to calculate him behind his back.

　　 Yang Jian groaned a little, and asked, "Brother Lu, the monsters are still doing harm to the human race at this time. Are there few human races that can compare to their ancestors?"

　　 "There is nature, but most of them have scruples," Lu Chunyang smiled bitterly, "I say something bad, if you talk about the power of protecting the human race in the door, half of it is not human, just for the luck of the human race."

　　 Yang Jian is not commenting on this, because in truth, Master Yuding is not a human...

Lu Chunyang drank a glass of wine, and then said, "Daluo, who has cultivated by our own human luck, has a few casual cultivators like me? Which old guy is not a disciple of tens of thousands of disciples, and heirs everywhere? I have a lot of scruples, I am afraid that I will be injured by the snake instead of killing it."

　　 "That's it," Yang Jian glanced at Chu Qian, and Chu Qian nodded slightly.

　　 Lv Chunyang sighed: "Unfortunately, the heavens are operating, leaving the place of the human race in the dunya. The dragons of the Central China have no leader, and they cannot eradicate the stubborn disease of the Yao race. Over time, it has become the current situation."

　　Yang Jian frowned and said, "If things go on like this, doesn't the Yaozu have a chance for ZTE?"

　　 As soon as the words fell, a bright light flashed across Yang Jian's heart, and he felt something.

　　 Westward Journey!

　　 Maybe the Journey to the West was a catastrophe for the Monster Race, but the Journey to the West didn't show up very much.

　　I don’t want to travel to the west before the conviction of the gods has started, it’s very early.

　　 In short, like Yang Jian, his strength is not high or low just to fight the Golden Immortal, and the background of the demon clan can not provoke, let alone revenge, it is really a killing embryo that can cut the demon clan's spirit.

　　 A rare encounter in 10,000 years.

　　 It was just that Lu Chunyang was always worried that the power of the monster clan would calculate Yang Jian, and asked Yang Jian to do more cautious investigations every time before he wanted to eliminate the monsters.

　　 Yang Jian nodded and agreed, feeling that Lu Chunyang was loyal and upright in character, and he was quite considerate of himself.

　　 Yang Jian wanted to know why Lu Chunyang was reincarnated and rebuilt, but he was afraid of asking it out. Instead, he would touch Lu Chunyang's mind, hesitated a few times, and then asked about the sword that Lu Chunyang was carrying.

　　 Lu Chunyang took the sword off and showed it to Yang Jian. It was really a magic weapon, sharp and unmatched.

　　 This sword has an extraordinary origin, which makes Yang Jian a little envious.

　　 Lv Chunyang put away the sword and asked Yang Jian why he suddenly appeared and couldn't live with the Yaozu, but he had an old hatred with the Yaozu.

　　Yang Jian said that he just wanted to be famous in the world, by the way, to eliminate evil demons for the human race.

　　 At first hearing this answer, Lu Chunyang was also taken aback.

　　 is able to talk about the slightly vulgar reason of being famous in the world, so lightly and casually, Yang Jian is also magnanimous and alternative.

　　 Yang Xiaochan couldn't help but add a sentence beside: "My brother doesn't want the praise of the human race in the world, we just want to save our mother!"

　　 "Xiaochan!" Yang Jian frowned and blamed. Yang Xiaochan pouted and lowered his head, realizing that he was a bit of a mistake.

　　 Lu Chunyang put down his wine glass and frowned, "What's the matter? You Shi Yuding, your Shizu is the immortal and immortal saint, and anyone dares to harm your relatives? Who is so bold?"

　　 Yang Jian pointed to the sky, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 The sound of the piano stopped at this moment, and Chu Qian also looked at Yang Jian with some concern.

　　 Lu Chunyang pinched a few fingers, and seemed to understand something, his face was full of dignity, he got up and paced back and forth at the low table.

　　 "Do you want to take advantage of the momentum to make that person bow his head?"

　　 "Well," Yang Jian knew who Lu Chunyang was talking about.

　　 "This matter is too dangerous," Lu Chunyang was full of caution, sat down again and looked at Yang Jian, "I have served him for hundreds of thousands of years, and this is not the case now... How dare you calculate him?"

　　 Yang Jian sighed and raised his glass: "Don't mention this, I'm determined. After drinking this meal, I will continue on the road, kill demons, and let Honghuang pass on my name!"

　　 "Okay!" Lu Chunyang was infected by Yang Jian's pride, "If you need my help, but it doesn't matter! The big deal is another reincarnation reconstruction! I, Lu Chunyang, rebuilt thousands of times, still Lu Chunyang!"

　　 "This matter is my family affair in the final analysis. Brother Lu's action is not beautiful." Yang Jian's eyes were full of sincerity.

　　 Lu Chunyang thought for a while and nodded, "I understand a little bit when you say it, yes, this is your housework after all. Tsk, housework...your mother, but Princess Bailian Yaoji?"

　　Yang Jian nodded and admitted that the Dong Wanggong was overwhelmed with his reincarnation, and once again looked at Yang Jian and Yang Xiaochan~www.wuxiahere.com~ and smiled.

"It turns out that you are actually a pair of children of Yao Ji, haha! The world is really so wonderful, your mother called me brother back then, I am a new life, you are also...hahaha! Come, drink and drink! Me! Nothing long, it's really..."

　　 "Brother Lu don't want to see you! Xiaochan, you also offer a glass to Brother Lu. This is our mother's old friend, who should be our elder."

　　 Yang Xiaochan picked up the wine glass, Lu Chunyang hurriedly sat down, drank a glass of wine a little embarrassed, looked at Yang Jian, and simply took out a book in his arms.

　　 "I only have a sword, but I can't give it away. But this fragmented scroll can be regarded as a little bit of my heart, and it will help you save your mother and return home!"

　　 Yang Jian respectfully took it, but without looking at it, he put it away, clasped his fist and said, "Thank you, Brother Lu!"

　　 "Hey, brother Yang...and how many people dare to have such a passion when fighting against Heaven?" Lu Chunyang patted Yang Jian on the shoulder.

　　 Yang Jian smiled and said, "Let's not mention this, let's say something happy."

　　 "Never mind! If you have wine now and enjoy it now, continue drinking, why did the piano stop?"

　　Chu Qian was fascinated by the side. He quickly lowered his head to touch the piano, but the sound of the piano didn't dare to have a sad and euphemistic sound. It was mostly cheerful.

　　 The two brothers once again changed their cups, talking about the heavens and the earth, debating the past and the present, Yang Jian opened up their insights, and Lv Chunyang also expressed depression in his heart.

　　 Half a day later, Lu Chunyang walked away with his sword on his back with a leisurely expression.

　　 Yang Jian practiced in the same place, waiting to recover his strength before rushing.

　　 How sophisticated are Lu Chunyang's eyes? When Yang Jian played with his long sword, he had already seen that Yang Jian wanted a magic weapon, so he left a message and an invitation.

　　The invitation card is a token. On the front, a majestic four-clawed blue dragon is painted...