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Chapter 277 I Smash Liu Yanchang to Death

"How old are you? Even hundreds of years old, you are still a love brain, and you do things rough and don't care about the consequences. Do you still think you are a three-year-old child?"

Zhao Jie was furious when he caught Sanshengmu, and he didn't show any mercy.

It has been almost hundreds of thousands of years since he practiced to the present, and the Three Holy Mothers are also nearly a thousand years old. In the human world, he has already seen through the world of mortals and love.

Go and see the gods in the sky, who would care about the so-called love and love, the so-called birth, old age, sickness and death?
These 1000 years of living in vain were cheated by a mortal who just opened his mouth! !
The more Zhao Jie thought about it, the angrier he became, and he even had a sense of substitution. He sat there and snorted angrily behind his back.

San ShengMu slowly moved over and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry..."

"Oh, I'm angry with your brother, the kind that can't be coaxed well!"

Zhao Jie gnawed on the grapes angrily, but he was extremely fortunate in his heart. Fortunately, it was not his sister, otherwise he would be really depressed.

This is not as simple as flowers sticking on cow dung or pigs sticking cabbage.

Following Zhao Jie's resentment, San ShengMu honestly bowed her head and admitted her mistake, and the group with lower voices actually acted coquettishly towards Zhao Jie after a long absence.

"Brother, don't be angry, calm down, okay, don't be angry, I was wrong..."

"I don't accept it, anyway, I'm very angry with your brother, the kind that can't be eliminated."

Zhao Jie stood up and shook his shoulders, "The more I think about it now, the more angry I get, wait, I'll go to the eighteenth floor of the underworld and beat that little bastard Liu Yanchang with a whip!"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave. Sanshengmu became anxious and shouted, "Brother, don't! Don't!"

"The more you shout, the more I smoke him, the more you shout, the more I smoke."

This made San Shengmu very anxious, she wanted to shout but dared not shout, for fear that Zhao Jie would beat Liu Yanchang to death with a whip, if she didn't shout, Liu Yanchang might suffer again.

It’s not true for shouting, and it’s not true for not shouting. She was so anxious that her eyes turned red, and tears fell on the ground in big drops, sobbing.

Zhao Jie turned around helplessly, walked back, and saw San Shengmu rubbing her eyes with her hands, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, which was her usual trick since she was a child.

It's just that the strength of the two brothers and sisters became worse and worse, and the distance became worse and worse, and they lost their close relationship before.

Her elder brother, Yang Jian, is the god of war in heaven and earth. He has been a legend since he was a child. He went up step by step, killed demons, created countless things, expanded the luck of the people, and even led the Taoshan Kingdom to defeat the huge Shang Dynasty. A generation of emperors.

When her brother's meritorious deeds were completed, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of Huoyun Cave personally came forward to invite him, demonstrating his contribution to the human race.

What a legendary life!
Under Yang Jian's brilliant record, Yang Chan's colorlessness was lost. In the eyes of everyone, she was just Yang Jian's younger sister. Apart from that, there seemed to be nothing worth mentioning.

Faced with such a gap between heaven and earth, Yang Chan just wanted to avoid her brother, and the two gradually drifted apart.

With all the commotion today, they seem to have forgotten their own identities. Yang Jian is not the majestic judicial god of war, Erlang Xiansheng, and Yang Chan is not the Three Holy Mothers. They are just brothers and sisters.

Zhao Jie sat on the side again, and the Sanshengmu secretly coquettished him, "Brother, although Yanchang is only a mortal, he is indeed my husband. Our brothers and sisters were also mortals before, brother, why can't you accept him?"

Zhao Jie stared, "You mention it again, if you mention it again, I will really beat him!"

He snorted, "What kind of ambition does that kid have? What kind of ability does he have? Except that he is a mortal with us, he has nothing in common with us. You and I have been fighting the world since we were teenagers, fighting monsters, and taking care of you for nothing. Fat, he has a fart ability, what kind of shit scholar, isn't he learning something from me?!"

Sanshengmu laughed along with her, knowing that Liu Yanchang, a scholar, still couldn't get into his brother's eyes.

In addition to his superior military strength, his elder brother also has extraordinary wisdom. He has formulated the most perfect system in Taoshan Kingdom, calligraphy and painting, poetry writing, and writing articles.

It was only later that his brother's articles were too detached from thinking, too pursuing equality, and did not meet the requirements of the monarch, so they were constantly tampered with.

The so-called Confucianism these people are learning now is not even fart in the eyes of his brother Yang Jian!
Even Confucius, the sage of the Confucian family, did not bury him in the sky. The people below kept changing his articles, which made him baffled and sometimes doubted life.

Is that what I said?

Did I mention this?

"where……"

Sanshengmu thought of another way, "It is said that mother and child are connected. I have been trapped here for more than ten years, and I only see Chen Xiang once a year. Brother, you are also an uncle. I don't want you to be like my uncle back then." How about us, next time, I will let Chen Xiang kneel on your mountain for three months?"

"It's not your fault, it's on me again..."

Zhao Jie muttered, "If you don't violate the rules of heaven, will I care?"

"Just say you like your nephew or not?! Chen Xiang's personality is the most like yours. He has no father or mother since he was a child. It has been more than ten years now, and he has not stepped on the road of cultivation. He also has a cruel uncle~"

"OK OK!"

Zhao Jie couldn't help but rubbed his head, "I have a headache from being so wordy. I'll find someone to teach him in a few days. If you want to see him, there's no way to do it. Please reflect on it for me. It's only been ten years. I'll see if you've been wronged."

Ten years sounds like a long time, but to Yang Chan who has lived for nearly a thousand years, it is not a lot at all.

That is equivalent to more than ten days of confinement, which is not more than ten days, but only a few days of confinement!

Seeing that she couldn't pretend to be pitiful, San Shengmu stuck out her tongue, "I don't care, you have to bring him over anyway so I can have a look."

"Without!"

"Then you have to find a better teacher for him, at least at the level of Buddha. If not, you can send him to the old man of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns."

"piss off!"

Return the Buddha, return the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, why don't you ask San Qing to come down and teach?

Zhao Jie found out that Yang Jian loved the Holy Mother too much before, as if he was ignorant. He got up to leave, but suddenly thought of something, and stretched out his hand directly to the Holy Mother, "Bring the Lotus Lantern."

Since Chen Xiang was adopted by Fairy Yunhua, the Baolian Lantern has always been with the Three Virgins.

San Shengmu rolled her eyes, "The Lotus Lantern is a treasure between heaven and earth, and I can give it to you, unless..."

Before she could ask for the conditions, Zhao Jie couldn't help but swear, "I gave it to you, you use the lotus lamp for me, and you give me the conditions, hehe, wait, I'll go and get it now That little bastard Liu Yanchang spanked his mother three hundred times!"

The Baolian Lantern was a treasure brought down by his mother Fairy Yunhua from the Heavenly Court, and was later suppressed under Taoshan Mountain. Later, Fairy Yunhua gave the lamp to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian gave it to his younger sister who loved her dearly.

"Okay, okay, give it!"

San Shengmu pinched her fingers, and a lotus lantern passed through the restriction and fell into Zhao Jie's hands.

Zhao Jie snorted, turned around and left, and the calling of the Holy Mother came from behind, "Brother, come and see me often, I am bored here."

"Reflect on yourself!"

Meow, thanks to my younger sister, if I were my younger brother, I would beat him to death!
Don't worry~
ps: [-] words today.

(End of this chapter)