Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1576 Heartbreak and heartbreak

Instead, go to heaven and set up a flag as a demon!

Hearing the eight words she once scorned again, Chang'e could no longer maintain her aura, her body trembled slightly and she took a step back.

Once upon a time, Yang Jian said this to her, but she refused flatly, unwilling to accept the love of a despicable person who she considered to be ungrateful, unfaithful and unfilial.

He even thinks that being admired by such a person is an insult to himself.

Unexpectedly, in fact, she had never understood Yang Jian, and she didn't even know what he had done.

At Yang Tian's full moon banquet, Ming Xiaoyang's hidden hand that had been ambushed in advance made all the immortals in heaven truly get to know Erlang Shen.

A man who dares to take action, stands upright and has a hero in the three realms.

Over the years, in order to cover up the uneasiness in his heart, all forces in heaven have tacitly suppressed Yang Jian's belief in the human world.

He even refused to reveal the slightest truth to the immortal family who had ascended to immortality in recent years.

But even if you can escape the words of others, you cannot escape your own heart.

For five thousand years, Chang'e has been living in pain. Even the three virgins, mother and son, looked at her with extremely unkind eyes.

If you hadn't destroyed Yang Jian's hope of survival, how could he have arranged for himself a dead end with no chance of survival.

In the end, he died in the hands of his only confidant, with no bones left.

Even though others didn't say so, Chang'e still couldn't control herself and not think so.

Even though others didn't think so, Chang'e was tortured by guilt and had never had a happy life in five thousand years.

"Huh." Seeing Chang'e's face as pale as paper and her body trembling as if she had been fatally struck, Ming Xiaoyang laughed and said, "Chang'e, I have never understood why Yang Jian likes you?"

"Besides being beautiful and pretending to be noble, I really don't see what other advantages you have!"

"Fuck off!"

Swish!
  At the end of the sentence, Ming Xiaoyang waved his sleeves casually, and a strong wind hit Chang'e and knocked her away.

"what!"

After being thrown out like trash by Ming Xiaoyang, Chang'e woke up from her sluggish state and let out a shrill scream.

Then, the figure flew up to the nine heavens and went straight to the Moon Palace.

"You are so cruel." Lu Xueqi watched Ming Xiaoyang's treatment of Chang'e and said leisurely, "No matter what, this woman is also your confidant and beloved, but you don't show any mercy at all!"

Ming Xiaoyang chuckled and said: "She is not my woman, why should I show mercy."

Having said this, Ming Xiaoyang dispelled the sadness that had just emerged from talking about Yang Jian, hugged Lu Xueqi, and walked towards the wooden house behind him.

"Xue Qi, it's no longer important to worry about these things now, let's just live our happy life!"

Bang!
  When Lu Xueqi heard this, she clenched her pink fist tightly and punched Ming Xiaoyang hard on the chest, "You're a pervert!"

"Hahaha." Ming Xiaoyang stretched out his arms, hugged Lu Xueqi's graceful body, and laughed, "You are right, I am a pervert."

"I can't help it, who made you fall in love with me, a pervert!"

creak!

The door of the wooden house opened spontaneously, and Ming Xiaoyang walked in with Lu Xueqi in his arms. Then, in this brightly lit room, a long and charming moan echoed.

Under this quiet night sky, it is extremely pleasant to the ears, like a piece of heavenly music.

………………

Bang!
  Chang'e was knocked out by Ming Xiaoyang and flew up to the nine heavens.

The speed was so fast that it was even faster than Chang'e's ride on the clouds in the past. A feeling of lightning rushed into Chang'e's heart. When Chang'e came back to her senses, she was already in an extremely familiar environment. Cold and lonely.

In the past, after the great god Pangu created the world, he transformed into all things. One of his two eyes turned into a blazing sun, and the other formed into an icy lunar moon.

The eyes evolve into yin and yang, forming a symbol of yin and yang complementing each other.

Today, this lunar star has long been reduced to the territory of Fairy Chang'e of Guanghan Palace. No one is more familiar with this place than her.

Returning to Guanghan Palace, Chang'e felt her delicate body hit a wall and fell to the ground involuntarily.

Click!
  At this time, Chang'e finally woke up completely, her beautiful eyes widened, and she saw herself appearing in the jade forest in front of Guanghan Palace.

Everywhere you look, there are jade trees that are crystal clear and glow with the luster of jade.

It was here that she missed a true love.

If she is given another chance, she will definitely not miss it again!
  For this, she is willing to pay any price.

However, there was a crisp sound behind him. She heard this voice once more than five thousand years ago.

This is the sound of the jade tree breaking into pieces.

Swish!
  Chang'e turned around suddenly and saw behind her, a jade tree that had lost its crown and was mostly broken, broken inch by inch.

"No!"

Seeing the jade tree shattering into pieces, Chang'e let out a heart-rending roar, opened her arms, and held the jade tree in her arms.

The delicate skin came into contact with the cold jade tree, and it was biting and cold, but Chang'e seemed not to feel it at all, pouring her own magic into it to prevent the jade tree from being destroyed.

The magic power of the true immortal level was infused into it, and the safety of this jade tree was finally temporarily maintained.

"Thank God." Chang'e lowered her arms and said thankfully, her cheeks turned purple from the cold and all the magic power in her body was almost exhausted.

"Yang Jian, you can't leave me, I won't allow you to leave me!"

A pale jade hand gently touched the trunk of the jade tree, Chang'e's eyes were confused and she spoke word by word.

This is the jade tree that Yang Jian broke.

After knowing everything, the long-lasting feelings surged. Chang'e longed to redeem her, but she couldn't.

Yang Jian is dead, and the woman who gave birth to Yang Jian's son is not her.

Yao Ji and the eighth princess mother and son entered the True King Temple. As the three generations of grandparents who had the closest relationship with Yang Jian and had never harmed Yang Jian, they would naturally not welcome her.

After realizing that she had missed a true love, Chang'e discovered that the relationship between herself and Yang Jian was so pale.

He was so pale that he had never given Yang Jian any warmth, and he had no good memories worth remembering.

Perhaps, the only thing Yang Jian gave her was the dilapidated jade tree in Guanghan Palace.

Yushu has become Chang'e's only spiritual support.

Lying down under the jade tree, Chang'e raised a jade palm and kept stroking the trunk of the jade tree with dreamy eyes, as if stroking her lover.

"Yang Jian, are you okay? Are you lonely alone? I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I really didn't know that back then."

"Why don't you tell me, tell me, what kind of person you are, so that you and I have wasted our time in this life!"

Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!Tick ​​tock!

Crystal tears rolled down from her eyes, falling down her beautiful face. In the extremely cold environment of Guanghan Palace, they instantly turned into small transparent objects like pearls.

(End of this chapter)