Chapter 747: .716. Jianer, is that you?

Chapter 747: .716. Jianer, is that you?

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"Not bad."

The black-robed man nodded slightly: "It is a good thing to have this heart. I hope you can strengthen this heart. Don't give up halfway."

Received the approval of "Daxian", Yang Jian was slightly happy in his heart, and said firmly: "Daxian, don't worry!"

"I, Yang Jian, have never given up easily." He shook his hands and squeezed his fists. As a man, he never promised easily. Once he promised, he would have to finish everything.

Because he is a man, not to mention that this matter is about his mother, he will not give up easily.

"Ok."

The black-robed man nodded and said: "I believe you, if you give up easily, I will kill you."

The black robe man said this in a very light tone, but he was very serious. When this word came to his ears, Yang Jian felt his body cold and his scalp numb.

When he met the black-robed man's gaze, Yang Jian saw that he was serious.

very serious.

Yang Jian fully believed that if he really gave up easily at the end, this black-robed man would really kill him.

The other party is so serious, making Yang Jian very curious about the other party's identity. What is the relationship between the other party and his mother Yao Ji?

The black-robed man retracted his gaze, and the cold feeling shrouded Yang Jian's body also disappeared, and the black-robed humane said: "How are you going to Taoshan?"

"I...I'm going to go." Yang Jian quickly replied without hesitation.

This is indeed his idea. What if he doesn't leave when he walks to Taoshan? Crawl?

What about the year of the monkey?

"go?"

Hearing the words, the black-robed man stared at Yang Jian’s pair of "fan legs". After a long time, he said: "Guanjiangkou is thousands of miles away from Taoshan. You rely on these legs. You want to walk." Is it the year of the monkey?"

Tang Seng Xitian learned the scriptures, and he knew how to ride a horse, but he was good at walking? Are you serious?

Even riding.

The distance between Guanjiangkou and Taoshan is far away. Although he is a "hybrid of man and god," he is stronger than ordinary people, but there are many monsters on this road.

Without the protection of the sky's eye, he wanted to go to Peach Mountain as his "body of flesh and blood", and it would be good if he did not die on the way to Peach Mountain.

although.

This Yang Jian is the "son of destiny" and can't die, but who knows how much hardship will be suffered along the way.

When I arrived at Taoshan, after confirming, the flowers were all gone.

Waiting for him to grow up and smash the mountain to save his mother, but I don't know that the year of the monkey is coming.

...

"I…"

When Yang Jian heard the words of the black robe man, he also woke up, yeah! Taoshan is far away from Guanjiangkou.

He wants to walk, how long will it take?

Moreover, he didn't know the direction yet, so he walked all the way, asking all the way, is this going to be a year of the monkey?

Yang Jian woke up and looked at the black robe in front of him and said, "Can Daxian help me?"

Talking.

Yang Jian didn't hesitate, and quickly knelt down and said, "Please also help me with Daxian, Daxian's grace, Yang Jian will never forget it."

He walked to Momoyama. He didn't know the year of the monkey, but if he had this person to help him, if he wanted to go to Momoyama, he would think that he would come much faster than walking.

"Hey…"

The black-robed man looked at Yang Jian, who was kneeling, and said, "You can do it to the end! Get up first!"

"Yes."

"Thank you Daxian." Yang Jian quickly thanked him when he heard the words.

Yang Jian got up, clouds suddenly appeared under his feet, and his whole body flew up.

"Guru!"

Such an event shocked Yang Jian's heart, swallowed, and watched the entire Guanjiangkou become smaller and smaller in his own eyes.

Yang Jian's body trembled slightly, and his legs couldn't help but tremble, and he muttered in his heart: "If you fall, will it become a pool of fleshy mud?"

The first time he flew, Yang Jian was not excited, all he had was fear and fear. After looking down, he didn't dare to look down again.

He was afraid that he would fall to death.

Cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and his body couldn't help but move closer to the black robe man. If he hadn't thought that he was a man and his mother was a god, he didn't want to lose face. Robe.

He is so scared!

...

An hour later.

The black-robed man took Yang Jian and landed on Taoshan's boundary, but as soon as he landed, Yang Jian couldn't help but soften his feet, and the whole person fell like this.

This hour is a kind of torment and torture for him, and his head is always falling by himself, becoming a scene of fleshy flesh.

And no matter how he comforts himself, the picture will always be unable to waver.

Here is where.

Yang Jian finally realized what it means to be down-to-earth, which is a sense of security.

Flying is indeed much faster.

But he was timid and could not bear it.

Heipao said humanely: "Are you all right!"

"No... it's okay." Yang Jian heard the words of the black-robed man, only then did he notice his own image at this time, and quickly got up from the ground and shook his head.

He is Yao Ji's son. He can lose his face, but he can't lose his mother's face.

The mother is a god, the eldest princess of the heavenly court, and Yao Ji's son.

Yang Jian looked around, this time the peach blossoms were so beautiful under the moonlight, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

The beauty and fragrance of flowers are simply a paradise on earth.

Naturally, Yang Jian hadn't forgotten exactly. After looking around for a week, his eyes fell on Taoshan not far away.

The mountain is so high that it is impossible to see where the top of the mountain is.

Just a glance.

Yang Jian's heart trembled.

He can feel that his mother is under this peach mountain. This mountain is so big and so high, it must be very heavy, right?

"Mother...Mother..." Yang Jian looked at Taoshan, his body trembling slightly, and couldn't help but said, because he felt the same.

The mountain was pressed on his body, on his own heart.

The black robe man asked at this time: "Want to see Yao Ji?"

This brought Yang Jian to Taoshan, and the people in the black robe naturally didn't care about helping a group.

"Ok."

Yang Jian nodded and said: "Please also ask Daxian to cast a spell."

The black-robed man waved his hand, and a picture appeared in front of the black-robed man and Yang Jian. In the picture, a woman's hands, legs, and head were locked with fist-sized iron chains. , And the other end of the chain is the mountain wall.

The woman was quite embarrassed at this time, but even this embarrassment did not affect the beauty of the woman in the slightest.

This woman is no one else but Yao Ji. It has been a year since she was suppressed in Taoshan, and there are still nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years away from ten thousand years.

"Mother...Mother..." Yang Jian couldn't recognize Yao Ji at a glance, his eyes moistened instantly, tears couldn't help falling, and he cried out choked.

"Ok?"

Yao Ji in Taoshan moved. She heard the voice of her son Yang Jian. She raised her head and looked around. She was a little surprised and unexpectedly shouted: "Jan'er, is that you? Jian'er!"