Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1571 Ruthless and affectionate

is her!

Lu Xueqi is very smart, and Ming Xiaoyang said it for this reason. She has already guessed who the person Ming Xiaoyang is talking about.

After knowing the identity of the other party, another question arose in my heart: Why did she come here?
  As the direct cause of Erlangshen's sacrifice, shouldn't she stay away from all places that remind her of Yang Jian so that she can feel more comfortable?

Swish!
  Just when Lu Xueqi was thinking about this, a figure in white clothes fluttering in the sky in the distance came into view.

The Snow White House is covered with a skirt, the long sash is fluttering, the face is yellow and the hair is disheveled, like a female ghost who escaped from the eighteenth level of hell.

Not even the slightest sparkle could be seen in the originally bright eyes. It was obvious at a glance that her life over the past few years had not been easy at all.

An unexplained smile appeared on Ming Xiaoyang's lips, admiring and staring at his masterpiece, the miracle of turning a woman into a madman.

His expression was completely untouched. On the contrary, the smile at the corner of his mouth proved that he was in a good mood after seeing the other person become like this!
  When Ming Xiaoyang and Lu Xueqi saw each other, of course she saw them too.

Yang Chan, the Third Holy Mother who came from Huashan, saw her cynical figure in white clothes and wide-eyed eyes again after five thousand years.

"It's...it's you!" Yang Chan woke up from the chaotic consciousness, her tone was trembling, and she stared at the other person in disbelief.

"Long time no see, silly girl." Ming Xiaoyang greeted.

Stupid girl!
  Hearing what Ming Xiaoyang called him, Yang Chan no longer had any doubts. The person in front of him must be Ming Xiaoyang, who was said to have been executed in the sky five thousand years ago!
  Snapped!
  Both feet landed on the ground, and their slender bodies trembled slightly. They were more than ten feet apart. Yang Chan extremely doubted whether what he saw was a phantom.

"You... weren't you killed by Lao Jun, Buddha, and Immortal Zhen Yuanzi together in the chaos outside the sky?"

Yang Chan really couldn't believe that a person who had been dead for many years reappeared in his mind.

Ming Xiaoyang sneered: "Joining forces to kill me? Are you kidding? They were just lucky enough to save a life from me!"

"If I hadn't wanted to kill them, they would have been dead for thousands of years."

With the help of that battle, Ming Xiaoyang completely resolved the Heavenly Demon's World-Destroying Curse imposed on him by the World-Destroying Demon God, and transcended the constraints of this world.

Returning to this world this time, just to relax, Ming Xiaoyang cultivated himself to be bound, somewhere between the Taiyi Golden Immortal and the Immortal Golden Immortal.

The aura is mellow, unless Ming Xiaoyang takes the initiative and shows a cultivation level that surpasses Taiyi Golden Immortal. Otherwise, the five declines of heaven and man will never come.

Compared to the people of Taishang Laojun who stripped off their own Taoist fruits, I don’t know how much better it is.

"You...you are really Ming Xiaoyang!" This frivolous and somewhat arrogant tone left Yang Chan no longer doubtful.

The person standing in front of him was indeed Ming Xiaoyang, whom he had fallen in love with since she was a girl, who had been friends and foes with his second brother for many years, and finally fulfilled his brother's wish!
  Five thousand years passed leisurely, and the person who had died in his memory appeared again. After being shocked and horrified, Yang Chan felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart.

Now that he can reappear, what about the second brother?
  There must be hope for the second brother to be reborn!

"Ming Xiaoyang, where is my second brother?" There was a glimmer of hope in Yang Chan's dead eyes, like a being who had been chasing in the darkness for countless years and finally found the last glimmer of light in his life.

"Where is my second brother?"

While talking, if he hadn't worried about whether the other party was an enemy or a friend, Yang Chan would have wanted to pounce on Ming Xiaoyang and ask him about his brother's whereabouts.

Facing Yang Chan who was about to cry, Ming Xiaoyang showed an incomprehensible expression, "What is your second brother?"

"What do you mean by that!"

"If you are alive, then my second brother must not be dead." Yang Chan couldn't bear it anymore, rushed forward, pulled up Ming Xiaoyang's sleeves, and asked, "Tell me, my second brother is now Where is it? I'm going to find my second brother!" Seeing Yang Chan's appearance, Lu Xueqi couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for this poor woman.

"It's a pity." Ming Xiaoyang lowered his head and calmly pulled back his sleeves, "Your second brother is indeed dead."

"The reason why you can see me again is because I was not dead in the first place. But Yang Jian is really dead. He died in front of you and was killed by my palm!"

"You came to me to ask about Yang Jian's whereabouts, but you came to the wrong person!"

Bang!
  Yang Chan's slender and graceful body trembled violently, and she involuntarily took a few steps back, as if she had been struck by a fatal blow.

"No!" The extremely panicked words came out of Yang Chan's mouth, and she didn't know whether she wanted to convince others or herself.

"No...it's impossible. My second brother won't die. He must be angry with me and doesn't want to see me."

"Tell me, my second brother is still alive!"

At the end of the sentence, Yang Chan's beautiful eyes condensed, revealing a hint of pleading from the heart.

"Yang Jian is dead. He died in my hands five thousand years ago!" Ming Xiaoyang turned a blind eye to Yang Chan's pitiful expression and shattered her illusions without politeness.

"You...can't you give her some comfort?" Lu Xueqi couldn't stand it anymore, so she stepped forward and scolded Ming Xiaoyang.

Ming Xiaoyang couldn't stand much in front of Lu Xueqi, and said softly: "Of course I have sympathy, but I don't use it on irrelevant people!"

"If it were you, I would rather lie to you for the rest of my life, but unfortunately, Yang Chan is not you."

Standing in front of Ming Xiaoyang, Yang Chan caught a hint of affection from Ming Xiaoyang's expression.

How can this be?

In the past, Yang Chan had a crush on Ming Xiaoyang. She was such a beautiful woman, but she didn't make Ming Xiaoyang feel any affection at all.

Concubine Mi of Luoshen in Luoshui and Yuanjun of Bixia in Mount Tai were both goddesses left over from ancient times. In Ming Xiaoyang's eyes, they were just playthings with a slightly higher status.

But now, he is so intimate with this woman in white.

Could it be that even though he is as ruthless as a world-destroying demon, he still cannot completely cut off love!

"Do you like her?" Seeing this scene, Yang Chan blinked her bright eyes and asked such a question.

Snapped!
  Ming Xiaoyang hugged Lu Xueqi's shoulders and declared to Yang Chan: "Of course, I don't like her, but I still like you?"

"By the way, you don't seem to be very happy in the past five thousand years. The relationship between Chenxiang and Xiaoyu is tense. The eighth princess and Yao Ji raised Yang Jian's son to grow up and did not let him come into contact with you people at all."

"Brothers Meishan and Nezha are living in guilt and can't extricate themselves. In anger, Sun Wukong turned away from Buddhism and returned to Huaguo Mountain. But his master, Master Yuding, will never forgive him. "

"Honestly, I deeply sympathize with what you are going through. It was a great experience watching the show. Keep it up!"

After saying that, Ming Xiaoyang didn't wait for Yang Chan to react, hugged Lu Xueqi, and walked away, no longer interested in staying.

Watching Ming Xiaoyang leave helplessly, Yang Chan's jade body shook, and a trace of crystal fairy blood dripped from the corner of her mouth!

(End of this chapter)