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

Neither Yang Tianyou nor young Yang Po found them. There were actually three people standing behind them.

Yang Tianyou smiled and put the golden lock on for Yang Po, "Come on, take a look at this, do you like it?"

"It's so beautiful!" Yang Po is just a child, who naturally loves such shiny items, and said happily, "Is this for me, Daddy, why not give it to my younger sister, she likes these gadgets the most."

Yang Lu liked it, but he didn't want to keep it to himself. Instead, he immediately thought of his sister.

"A very sensible child."

"I never expected to take care of my sister at such a young age."

"This is obviously a gift for himself, and he still wants to give it to his sister. This kind of love is so rare."

"It's not just my sister, such a small child wants to share her mother's worries."

People from all over the world looked at Yang Po's actions in the photo, and felt sincerely.

Such a sensible child is really attractive.

"You know how to spoil your baby sister! You are not allowed to give this to her. It is a special gift from your father with your mother's gold hairpin. Silly boy, today is your 13th birthday! I'll do it again on her birthday in a few months."

In fact, it was not only the people from the heavens and the world who looked at it with emotion, even Yang Tianyou, the father, was a little bit dumbfounded.

He straightened the golden lock, and seemed to scold severely, "You know how to spoil your precious sister! You can't give this to her again. This is a special gift that father made out of your mother's golden hairpin."

When he said this, Yang Chicai finally nodded, apparently agreeing.

But Yang Tianyou didn't know what the child was thinking, so he quickly said helplessly: "Silly boy, today is your 13th birthday. As for the younger sister, daddy will make another one after his birthday in a few months."

"En! Thank you, daddy!" Xiao Yangzai was happy with his daddy's promise, and nodded his head heavily.

Afterwards, Yang Tianyou was allowed to carry the firewood on his back and led him by the hand to move forward.

Along the way, Xiao Yang jumped up and down, chattering non-stop, his energetic appearance was completely different from what he will be in the future.

"It's a pity that it can't affect the outside world. If you have to train this little guy well, lest he grow up and harm others and himself!"

On the way forward being led by the golden lock, the old god Chen Xiang was talking to himself.

His words received Xiaoyu's agreeable response.

The heavens and the world scoffed.

"What a white-eyed wolf, you still teach your uncle a lesson, are you worthy?"

"Do you really think that you are a bodhisattva who attracts people to do good?"

"Is Chen Xiang watching? If you are watching, please kneel down for your uncle!"

"@沉香, are you teaching me a lesson?"

"If you were afraid of harming yourself and others, your uncle should have strangled you to death!"

In the photo, Chen Xiang, San Shengmu Nezha and others are outsiders, watching the things that happened in the past happen again with cold eyes, feeling somewhat superior in their hearts.

Because for them, everything that is unclear in the current time and space will become clear in thousands of years.

As everyone knows, there are people who are superior to them.

For the heavens and myriad worlds who watched everything happen through taking pictures, no matter inside or outside the mirror, it was all a thing of the past.

Therefore, people are very confident when evaluating agarwood.

This argument is people's truest feeling towards Chen Xiang, a playful and arrogant child.

In the mirror, San ShengMu and her party followed Yang Po, and soon arrived in front of a thatched cottage.

Inside the house, there was a woman in commoner clothes, Jingchai, who was cooking. When she raised her head, her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to Yang Po's, she was Yaoji.

"mother."

"Your father just went looking for you, did you see him?"

"Well, I see. I'll let Dad rest first, and I'll cook for you!"

"You two are really good friends. He's concentrating on preparing birthday presents for you, and you're always afraid that he'll be tired."

The warm daily conversation rang out, and Yang Chi had already walked into the kitchen.

Looking at this scene, the Three Holy Mothers in the mirror, Nezha outside the mirror and others were a little dazed.

It seemed that they couldn't connect Yang Po in front of them with the cold-blooded and ruthless judicial god in their impression.

Fairy Baihua said coldly: "He used to look like a human being, why did he become like that later?"

What she said sounded like a condescending evaluation.

The heavens and myriad worlds were not happy when they heard it.

"Why don't you look like a human?"

"You say that Yang Chi doesn't look like a human being, what kind of thing are you?"

"It's just a shrew!"

"This kind of woman really has a mouth for nothing, no matter how you look at it, she is so cheap!"

"@贱人, come out and be praised."

People don't have a good impression of this Baihua fairy, because this is not the first time.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival before, I had bad words to each other in front of me, and earlier, I didn't have a good word.

It's not an exaggeration for such a person to die.

The barrage was attacking Fairy Baihua, and there was already a change in the mirror.

"Slow down, slow down, girl Lian. Didn't Dad say that Xiao Po is in the kitchen, why are you in such a hurry?"

Following the sound, a boy slightly older than Yang Chi walked into the kitchen with a six or seven-year-old girl in his arms.

The girl's hair was loose, and when she saw Yang Zha who was burning a fire by the kitchen counter, she took small steps and plunged into Yang Zha's arms.

"That's my eldest brother Yang Zhen. He's been in the caravan all the time, so he rarely comes back. Today is Yang... is my second brother's 13th birthday? So, I should be five years old at this time, right?"

Sanshengmu stared blankly at herself in the mirror, feeling a little bewildered for a while.

"I want the second brother, hum, the elder brother has heavy hands, he is not as careful as the second brother!"

The mirror is a scene full of life.

The little girl didn't want her elder brother to comb her hair, but insisted on her second brother to do it, so she came to find her.

Afterwards, the second elder brother coaxed the younger sister and kept making her laugh.

On the side, is the teasing of mother and elder brother.

Not long after, Yang Chi took the younger sister to her room and concentrated on combing his hair.

The little girl's room was tidy and tidy. On the window sill, you can see various small animals carved out of wood. On the wall, there is a landscape decorated with maple leaves.

The small room is full of childishness at first glance, needless to say, it must have been created by Yang Zha.

"The relationship between brothers is so good, why did it become like that later?"

"This is a relationship where blood is thicker than water, and Yang Chi still takes care of her like this. What kind of hard-hearted man is he to do what happened later?"

"Looking at her current appearance, it seems that she still doesn't know any regrets."

"Tsk tsk, they are all white-eyed wolves."

"Just die!"

People from all over the world looked at the warm scene of the two brothers and sisters in the room, and then looked at the expressionless San Shengma beside them, mocking constantly.

The bright and clean young man in front of him pampered and cared for his younger sister, and had an extremely good relationship with her.

With such a childhood, what people saw in the end was the sarcastic remarks of the Sanshengmu family towards Yang Lu.

Such a contrast between before and after, people only feel unreasonable, and naturally they can only criticize the Three Virgins.

Life grows and hates water and grows in the East World, in the Palace of Notre Dame.

San Shengmu's eyes were red, and there were long-dried tears on her face.

She looked at the bullet screens that were unsightly to her in the photos taken by the heavens, but her expression did not change in any way.

It was only after a long time that he laughed at himself: "If possible, I would like to die too."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and looked at her pair of white hands.

There seemed to be warmth coming from it.

In the mirror, she had personally inserted her second brother's body, and the warmth of the blood would never be forgotten.

If it was possible, she would not resist when the stocktaking was over and someone couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to kill her.

The World of Lotus Lantern, at the Yang Mansion banquet.

Compared with the time when Chang'e and the fourth princess expressed their feelings, the atmosphere at this moment is finally not so embarrassing.

Looking at the scene of brothers and sisters loving each other in the photo, people automatically ignored the Three Holy Mothers who were still watching, and were born with admiration:

"The Three Holy Mothers and the True Monarch are truly a family relationship that is hard to find in the world!"

"Yes, I have heard that in this world, there is a brother-sister relationship that can equal thousands of loves in the world. Today I finally saw it."

"Zhenjun has such a younger sister, no wonder he has been able to share joys and sorrows for so long."

Many immortals from the Three Realms came here to flatter their eyes, so naturally they would not hesitate to praise such a scene.

On the other side, at the table of Baihua Fairy, all the friends who were familiar with San Shengmu were sitting, so they naturally spoke a lot more casually.

"Sister Yang Chan was really naughty when she was young."

"Haha, pestering Zhenjun to comb his hair, I didn't expect the Holy Mother to have such a lively side."

"It's okay, liveliness is also a cute side."

"Yeah, other people don't want to be entangled yet, right sister Chan?"

They joked and greeted Sanshengmu, but they called Sister Chan.

These words sounded casual, but they actually helped Yang Chan get rid of her identity.

The three saints in the photo are named Yang Lian, while their three saints are called Yang Chan.

Such a separation of identities will prevent the Three Holy Mothers from doing any evil things in the future, which will affect the reputation of the sisters for no reason.

Hearing their address, San Shengmu glanced at them gratefully, but didn't answer the question much.

Recalling that when I was a child, I was also naughty, but not like the Yang Lian in the photo, pestering Yang Chi to do this and that.

She and her second brother are more like friends fighting side by side.

Even in those years of exile, they supported each other without dragging each other down.

The little girl in Zhu Tian's photo, she acted like a spoiled lady, and she still didn't forget to chatter while combing her hair.

Yang Chi, on the other hand, nods in response from time to time, teases her occasionally, and the room is filled with her laughter.

But under such a warm scene, the four princesses outside the mirror suddenly sarcastically said: "Fake benevolence and righteousness, you can deceive people at such a young age!"

As soon as this remark came out, Yang Chan, who was looking at Zhu Tian's photo, frowned suddenly.

Even if it was her, she couldn't stand those people in the photo, who were trapped in the formation and spoke viciously.

"Crap! These four princesses must be sick!"

"It's disgusting to speculate on a child with so much malice."

"The simple relationship between brothers and sisters has turned into hypocrisy in your mouth?"

"This woman is so sick!"

All the heavens and the world were shocked by the words of the fourth princess, and didn't know how to complain for a while.

In the courtyard of the Yang Mansion, even though Yang Po said that taking pictures has nothing to do with this world, people's gazes

At this time, the plot in Zhu Tian's photo has changed.

After dinner, while the family was chatting and laughing, the elder brother Yang Zhen was going to go around the back mountain, accompanied by Yang Zha.

As the elder brother, Yang went up the mountain with his younger sister on his back.

The mountain was steep, and Yang Chi was out of breath after only halfway through.

Still involuntarily looking at the fourth princess sitting beside Chang'e.