dark battle

Chapter 41

God! "Chen Xiang sat down cross-legged by the water in a leisurely manner, her smiling face seemed to be shrouded in sunlight, "Don't worry, I have learned somersaulting now, he can't catch me.Just for a while, let me stay with you for a while longer. "

In the small secret prison, it is rare to have a little more warmth. The mother and son are sitting and smiling at each other, which is already the most beautiful moment in a lonely life.

It was dusk a few days later when he returned to Ding's mansion, the moment Chen Xiang raised his hand and knocked on the door, his heart suddenly ached - the question his mother asked him to figure out had not been answered satisfactorily.He regards saving his mother as the top priority, Yang Jian and others are chasing after him at any time, and there are many dangers, and Ding Xiang is just a mortal, and he treats him with great care, and being so familiar with her, he is afraid that one day he will implicate her.If the kindness has not been repaid, how can they put their family in danger again?

After hesitating for a moment, the raised hand fell again, facing the closed rich door, Chen Xiang turned around silently, but heard a squeak, and when she turned around, it was the old butler Ding An.

"Chen Xiang? You're here, that's great!" The old butler's wrinkled face was alternately joyful and sad, and he stepped forward to hold his hand tightly, "Miss was taken away by those gods! Still, still Calling for you to go to the Temple of the True Monarch to save her!"

Chen Xiang's heart tightened: "When?"

"It's been an hour!"

"Okay, I'll go rescue her now, tell Aunt Ding not to be afraid, Ding Xiang will definitely return safely!"

Ding An looked at Chen Xiang flying straight up to Ling Xiao, and was very envious. Suddenly, he saw a petite and pretty figure falling on the archway directly opposite the gate.

"May I ask if Miss Clove is here?"

The night was dark, Ding An hurriedly held up the lantern to look around, and then the street was dimly lit, and saw the woman with a mask and crimson clothes, she looked not like an ordinary person, but she was similar to the Huashan Banshee who came in with a lot of legends. "You are...the Banshee of Huashan Mountain? Miss, was captured by some gods an hour ago, and sent Chen Xiang to the Zhenjun Temple to save her! Chen Xiang just left, and she walked from the sky! By the way, your injuries are healed ?"

The Huashan banshee didn't answer, she jumped up and disappeared into the twilight.

……

The mountain wall is steep, with a word "Buddha" written on it in red lacquer, which is exactly the wall with the word "Buddha" outside Jingtan Temple.

The moon white shirt with tunic sleeves, dark blue coiled dragon embroidered patterns, and a nine-toothed nail rake dance vigorously, outlining the taciturn eighth prince Ao Chun. Yao still recognized him at a glance—a partner in his youth, always easy to engrave in precious memories for a lifetime.

"Where is the altar envoy?"

Ao Chun stood up: "Who are you, and what do you want from my master?"

"I'm going to ask him for help."

"My master went to Mount Emei to look for Sun Wukong, please tell me if you have anything to do." At some point, his voice became so deep that it almost exposed the deep loneliness and wounds.

The Huashan banshee took a few steps closer, and said in a low voice: "Ding Xiang was captured by Erlang God's people. They let Chen Xiang go to the Zhenjun Temple to rescue her. They must have set up an ambush. You are their friend... "

The masked woman with willow brows and apricot eyes was somewhat familiar in front of him, and the voice in his ears made him feel nostalgic, so he couldn't help interrupting: "You are Xiaoyu?"

Xiaoyu lowered her head, her slender and straight hair fell to the side of her face, half covering her creamy face, and also covering the reddish look in her eyes. "No, I'm the Huashan Banshee. You go, it's too late."

Ao Chun turned his back abruptly, "I don't care about their affairs!"

"Don't you care about Lilac?"

Ao Chun trembled.

If he could put it down, why would he have to be with Wu every day under the Buddha wall?Ding Xiang, that eccentric girl who lingers in his heart, has never put him in his heart, but he has to bear long-term thoughts year after year.

Straight lovesickness is useless, but melancholy is innocent.

The situation is urgent, Xiaoyu hurriedly persuaded: "I know, you are still blaming him for your sister's matter, but that matter is not his fault, it is...that little fox lied to him, so he must go to Wanwan. From Kushan!"

“If he had listened to my sister, my sister wouldn’t have died!”

"I hope you can remember that it was Erlang Shen who killed your sister, and he is your enemy!"

There was a thunderbolt in the ears, gushing blood mist and breathless last words intertwined into the mind, the deadly spell pierced by the halberd exploded in front of his eyes, and the gloomy face of the judicial god twisted ferociously in his mind...

He didn't know that it was not his good brother who killed him, but Yang Jian with boundless magic power.I was just cowardly, just escaping, escaping because I couldn't get revenge, and venting my anger.

One word awakened the person in the dream, and even tore off his last disguise of pretending to be strong.

The Huashan banshee had left long ago, and Ao Chun stood alone under the wall of Buddha characters, his eyes were scarlet.

……

In the sky prison of the Zhenjun Temple, Lilac was not chained, but imprisoned, but the smell of blood and rancidity in the air was an invisible punishment for the little mortal girl.

Ding Xiang squinted at Xiao Tiangou who sent him in, with hatred in his eyes, tears gleaming, "I never expected that you have been undercover by my side for three years just to spy on Chen Xiang's whereabouts!"

Xiaotiangou's figure was a little stooped, his mouth was open, he didn't know what to say, and he said after a long while: "Ding Xiang, you have been kind to me, I shouldn't repay the kindness, but..."

"I owe you a favor? I just fell into your trap! It's ridiculous, when that dog died, I foolishly shed so many tears!"

"Did you shed tears for me?" Xiaotiangou looked at Dingxiang in surprise, with complicated emotions in his eyes - his master is a hard-hearted person, not to mention tears, for thousands of years, even the color of sadness Haven't I seen a few times that this little mortal girl would cry for the one she picked up...

Ding Xiang was so disdainful to look at this dog again, she turned her head away: "It's not for you, it's for that lost dog."

Xiao Tiangou swallowed, and there was a bit of vicissitudes in his voice: "I can tell you, that is really not a trap, and that dog is not a lost dog, but was kicked out by his master."

"God Erlang drove you out, why?" In the legends I heard since childhood, God Erlang and the black thin dog are inseparable.

"It's useless if you lose your sense of smell." Xiao Tianquan shrugged with a wry smile.He has never known how to hide his thoughts, and he has lived with Ding Xiang for three years, and he is already familiar with her, so he will naturally confide what is in his heart.

Even though she was deceived by this heartless guy, Ding Xiang still felt pain in her heart, "Then you now..."

"Now..." Xiaotiangou had a happy and proud smile on his originally lonely face, "I found out the whereabouts of Chen Xiang, I made a great contribution, and my master brought me back again!"

Clove knot.What is this? It comes and goes like a tool, and this silly dog ​​is still happy!

"What about when you're useless again?"

"I...then I also want to be loyal to my master."

"I am also your master! Xiao Tiangou, don't even think about it, how did Erlang God treat you, and how did I treat you? Even if you are useless to me, I will not drive you out of the house Let anyone bully you!"

Xiao Tiangou lowered his head when Ding Xiang asked, but immediately raised his head again, pretending to be nonchalant and playing with the instruments of torture in the prison, "I really want to have a master like you, really. I believe that if I Really dead, my current master will not shed a tear for me. When I am useless, my master will kick me away without hesitation. But after all, I have followed him for thousands of years, I can't betray him just because you treat me well! As long as my master needs me, I will always be by his side!"

Although Ding Xiang has never seen the legendary Erlang God Yang Jian with his own eyes, he also knows some of his cruel and ruthless deeds from Chen Xiang and others, "Is a person like him worthy of your loyalty to him?"

Xiao Tiangou scratched his head—it was this kind of question again. It turned out that not only the master would ask him such profound questions that he couldn't answer, but even the temporary "master" would ask him such questions.Xiaotiangou really doesn't understand what this question means, the master is the master.

"I don't care what kind of person he is, I only know that he is my master for thousands of years!"

Dingxiang has raised Xiaotiangou for three years, after all, she can no longer simply regard him as Yang Jian's minion. She is worried that Xiaotiangou will suffer if she follows Erlangshen, so she kindly persuades her: "If you leave Erlangshen, you will have real friends immediately. ——Chen Xiang, Eighth Prince. If you are willing to be friends with them, they will not only shed tears for you, but also help you and take care of you everywhere.”

"I believe what you said is true, but unfortunately I already have a master."

Rescue Lilac

Xiaotiangou lay alone on the railing outside the Temple of the True Monarch, looking at the night in the mist and mist of the heavens, feeling depressed and melancholy for the first time in his life.

"Shoutiangou," Guo Laoliu patted him on the shoulder, startling the dog in a daze, "Second Lord is looking for you."

Yang Jian is not in the main hall, but waiting for him in the side hall.Two rows of bronze candlesticks were burning brightly, the warm yellow light perfectly matched the cool moonlight leaking in from the window, and Yang Jian was sitting on the red sandalwood carved cloud throne in front of the window.

"Shoutiangou, do you hate me?"

Xiaotiangou squatted in front of its master's knees, bowed its head and said, "This subordinate dare not."

"Back when you got into trouble, if I didn't punish you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to control others."

"Yes, yes, this subordinate is convicted."

Yang Jian stroked his messy hair, and sighed softly: "Do it well, I will find a way to heal your nose, as long as you can serve me loyally, with me