The video connects all worlds, and the top ten Monkey Kings are counted at the beginning

As in all things, nothing is ever perfect.

In the world of Baolian Lantern, Yang Chi has become the judicial god who is in charge of good and evil in the world. Even the Jade Emperor can judge, but he can't save his dead mother.

People grew up hating water and Changdong World, Lilac and Yaoji were all spared, the rules of heaven were successfully revised, and the three realms were peaceful. The price was that Yang Jia became a useless person and was cast aside by others.

And if this world develops normally, the reward of taking pictures from the heavens can allow him to save his mother, but if he wants to modify the rules of heaven, this thing will not help.

It can be said that every world, no matter how perfect it is, has flaws.

The reason why the purpose of revising the Tiantiao was finally achieved is also because he seized the opportunity of the excitement of the crowd and grasped the weak character of the Jade Emperor.

But even so, he is not sure about the third sister in the future.

"Hopefully, everything will be perfect by then."

Without explaining too much to Nezha, Yang Zha talked to himself silently.

In Zhu Tian's photo, the weak Yang Po was dragged by the Xiaotian dog to Xiao's mansion, just to beg for a meal and get some happy money.

The two of them had no idea that this was the wedding of Ding Xiang and the Eighth Prince, until the gods arrived one after another.

When Yang Lu, who was squatting in the corner, saw the familiar immortals, a sense of unreasonable shame welled up in his heart, and he could only bury his head among the beggars in the end.

In the old days, he was the god of justice, and everyone in the three worlds except the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother greeted him nicely when they saw him.

Now, all the immortals are well-dressed, but he has become a beggar.

At a time like this, Yang Zha would rather never have been here, nor have he seen these people.

The heavens and the world looked at this situation, but they couldn't help but sigh:

"Although Yang Zha has the desire to seek death, his self-esteem as the God of War in the Three Realms still makes him not want to be seen."

"How can you be so unlucky?"

"When will such a day be a boss!"

People who have seen the inventory of the previous two worlds and seen Yang Jiu's beauty can only empathize with Yang Lu at this moment.

That is the absurdity and shame that even those who once despised would look up to.

Yang Chi avoided people's eyes and tried his best to hide his figure, but he didn't know that someone from outside Xiao's residence was coming.

San ShengMu and Chang'e walked together, and on the way they learned that Chang'e met Yang Po on the street.

It turned out that Chang'e went down to the realm before to help the fourth princess who planned the wedding, and happened to meet Yang Po.

Hearing that her elder brother has become a beggar and is in such a state of desperation, San ShengMu is restless.

"Sister, I know you are in trouble. If you go to find him, his actions that day really hurt you too deeply. But if you don't go to him, there is no way out."

Chang'e is still kind-hearted. Although she was indifferent that day, she did not forget to persuade the Three Holy Mothers behind her back.

Hearing this, Sanshengmu only said: "I think I don't have this elder brother anymore. But my blood is connected, and my mother has just been imprisoned for thousands of years. If I ignore him,

I'm afraid it will hurt my mother's heart in the future. "

He was talking about his real concerns, and it sounded like he was concerned about Yang Chi.

But people from all heavens and myriad realms were immediately unhappy when they heard this.

"It's as if Yang Lu needs you so much!"

"What are you pretending to be, you are still connected by blood, where were you before?"

"Grass, I liked this woman before, but now I hate her more and more.

"It's right to hate it, this is not the same world as the Lotus Lantern, people are different

"Pindao has also seen it. The real San Shengmu shouldn't think so."

People do not agree with the remarks of the Three Virgins.

Helping my own brother, when do I need to think about this?

I'm also worried about hurting my mother's heart. Your mother regards Yang Po as a rebellious son. When did you care about Yang Po?

The barrage was still cursing, the San Shengmu in the photo hesitated for a while, and had already made a choice: "My good girl, take me to look for it, if you leave him alone on the street, he might die."

I don't know what she was thinking, but in the end she decided to go to Yang Po.

The two searched on the street for a long time without any results, and later learned that because of the eighth prince's wedding, all the beggars in the city gathered together.

The two of them hurried back again, at this time, the voice sounded again from the pictures in the heavens, but it was the voice of the San Shengmao in fear.

"He should be in Xiao's residence right now?"

"Strange, I obviously don't hate him that much, why do I think that I should never see him with my own eyes?"

"Why do I have some fear?"

Her heart was full of confusion, she was about to see her brother whom she hadn't seen for many years, but she wasn't excited at all.

At this moment in the courtyard, a woman in green noticed Yang Po in the pile of beggars, "Ah, it's so disgusting! Where's the housekeeper? Who let the sick ghosts in? Today is the day when the Zhao family is very happy, and I touched someone for no reason. Bad luck!"

The woman's cry was exceptionally sharp, and it immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Just at this time, the Three Holy Mothers came in.

She saw Yang Po in the crowd at a glance, her eyes met, her heart skipped a beat.

Over there, Yang Po's eyes brightened.

"Third sister really recovered. I am relieved to see that you are safe and sound."

Yang Lu's self-talk echoed in the picture, and at the same time, a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing his younger sister regain her former elegance and nobility, Yang Zha was sincerely happy for her, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

His heart began to become clear and warm, and he saw his sister walking towards him step by step.

For a moment, even the yelling and cursing of the green-robed woman seemed to have faded away.

"In such a situation, how are we going to talk to Third Sister?"

"Ask if his family is reunited? Or ask if Chen Xiang is married?"

Yang Zai was thinking in his heart, imagining the conversation for a while.

"Snapped--"

Without warning, a crisp applause resounded through the audience.

Severe pain and brutal strength caused Yang Zhan to fall to one side uncontrollably.

At this moment, his face was burning with pain.

"Grandma, I knew you, a sick ghost, were looking for bad luck!"

The owner of the slap, a burly man standing in front of San Shengmu, took a breath and stared at Yang Zai coldly.

He is the real leader of the beggars in this city, just now when he came in, he saw a sick ghost staring at a luxuriously dressed guest with silly joy, how could this be possible.

"No, don't hit him!" Seeing that the burly man was about to attack again, San ShengMu stopped him.

Other people in the distance heard the movement and rushed over.

Liu Yanchang, the fourth princess, and the eighth prince surrounded him.

Liu Yanchang recognized Yang Po at first sight, and wanted to step forward to help, but was stopped by the eyes of the Eighth Prince.

"The little one is not strict in discipline, and frightened the madam!"

The burly man had taught Yang Lu a lesson, then turned around and bowed his head to apologize to the Holy Mother of God.

"It's a great merit to blow you the autumn wind. How do you do things? You also bring this kind of person!"

The green-robed woman scolded the big man, very unhurriedly.

The big man apologized again and again, "No, no, we are happy and happy together, your lord has a lot. In this way, can I let him kowtow to apologize to everyone? Your lords don't remember the mistakes of villains."

As he spoke, he turned around and kicked Yang Po in the chest. The already weak Yang Po couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

"Pretending to be dead? Go, go and apologize to the ladies!"

Seeing that Yang did not move, the man urged him again, and when he lowered his head, he saw that Yang Chi's gaze was still on San Shengmu, and he was furious.

The burly man was not a good stubbler, and his hands were not serious, so when he moved his hands, he punched and kicked Yang Po.

"Stop hitting! He is, sure..."

Sanshengmu wanted to explain, but when her eyes touched the crowd around her, she didn't have the courage to say anything else, she just said: "You...don't beat him, he is sick, forget it!"

The natural disparity in status makes her very effective no matter what.

Hearing the words, the big man stopped fighting again, and flattered: "Thanks to Madam's kindness, otherwise killing you today would be considered light!"

At this moment, quite a few people had already gathered in the yard, whether they were residents of the city or immortals from the Three Realms, they were all pointing and pointing in the same way.

And Yang Zha still stared at Sanshengmu, but in his eyes, the joy of seeing his sister for the first time had disappeared little by little.

"Probably when the pain reaches its extreme, it won't hurt anymore, right?"

His heart sounded again, but it was the most real feeling at the moment.

Pain, not only the body, but also the heart.

"This woman is a fucking trash!"

"Seeing your own brother being beaten, you still hesitate, shrink back, and care about the eyes of others?"

"Return to the Holy Mother, I think it's called 127!"

"Look at Yang Po's disappointed eyes, how much my heart aches for my dearest sister, who loves her feathers so much that she sits and watches her being beaten."

"Oh, there is nothing good in this world!"

The barrage continued to curse, especially contemptuous of San Shengmu's actions.

And at this time, another familiar person appeared in Zhu Tian's photo.

It was Yaoji, a middle-aged woman who walked out of the inside with Chen Xiang's support.

Seeing Yao Ji and Yang Po lying here, San ShengMu went over to stop her mother without hesitation, "Mother, you go in first, I'll be there in a while."

She didn't want her mother to get angry and hurt her body when she saw her elder brother.

After trying hard to persuade her, and asking the fourth princess and others to help, she coaxed Yao Ji into the inner courtyard.

But Chen Xiang, who was supporting Yao Ji, found Yang Chia.

When he looked at this man, the anger in his heart welled up again, and the grievances he had suffered came to his mind, and he almost exploded, but he held it back.

During the lively banquet, Yang Chi was slapped in pain, and was also woken up by the slap.

Lying on the ground, he saw countless condescending gazes around him.

However, there was no big fluctuation in mood, only when she heard Yao Ji's voice and knew that she was still alive, the familiar nursery rhyme sounded in her mind.

But because he was too tired, he no longer had the time to think about why his mother didn't die, and what it was that was burnt to ashes when he saw it with his own eyes.

In the vague consciousness, only one thought became clearer:

"Mother, finally... this time, I really did it..."

He slowly closed his eyes, still feeling lonely and lonely, but he had no regrets.

"Then, third sister, take good care of your mother and forget that you ever had an older brother like me. If so, that's the only option for you to calm down."

The wedding was still going on, Yang Lu had become an outsider, and occasionally he could only see people's contemptuous gazes.

Boss Meishan came to the wedding and took away Xiaotiangou by the way.

He liked Xiaotiangou's loyalty, but he was completely disappointed with Yang Zai, he only said that he would take Xiaotiangou to find the Chijiaxian and feed him Nestlegrass.

In this way, he can forget everything about the past, forget about Yang's influence on him, and start a new life.

Regarding this matter, Yang Zha did not stop him.

"Forget about the existence of my master, Xiaotiangou, you can finally be yourself."

"Since then, the only person in the Three Realms who cared about me has also disappeared. Since then, no one has really understood the unknown past. Survival is a burden, and this kind of loneliness is not a burden." Are you tired?"

With a sigh in his heart, he accepted Xiaotiangou's departure frankly.

Because in the future, it will be my own road.

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