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

But no matter how people cursed.In the photo, that happened in the past, and no one can affect it.

In the firewood room, Zhu Bajie quickly dragged Yang poke outside like a dead man.

The Three Holy Mothers, Chen Xiang and the others were also led out by Jin Suo.

Outside, in a fluttering white dress, the noble and pure fairy Chang'e is standing gracefully, staring ahead with a calm expression.

Yang Chi, who was being dragged, remained expressionless, but he couldn't hold back when he saw Chang'e.

Coughing repeatedly, panting violently, cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

This is the low self-esteem and shame that arise in the heart when seeing a loved one in the most desolate image.

The deep pain was hidden under the mask of pretending to be calm, and Yang Po's lips turned blue and purple before he knew it.

Zhu Bajie was unaware of this, so he dragged Yang Po to Chang'e, fearing that his sister would get angry, and said with a sneer, "It's him, cough cough, this, he begged so hard,

I kindly brought him to see you, sister.Good girl, you can't blame me, old pig. "

Chang'e glanced at Zhu Bajie, but did not express her opinion. She just said, "How dare my younger sister blame my elder brother? It's just that he has some outrageous words and deeds in the past. My younger sister really doesn't want to give others a handle, which will make the rumors in the Three Realms unstoppable."

This is knowing that Zhu Bajie did it on purpose, but he didn't take the initiative to dissuade him, and distanced himself from the matter.

Chang'e outside the mirror lowered her head in shame.

"Yes, yes, it's extremely out of line. Back then, I wanted to give him a few big ears, talking nonsense like that, for no reason to spoil your good name, sister!" Seeing that Chang'e was not angry, Zhu Bajie, Speak more unscrupulously.

But Chang'e is still a fairy after all, and finally said: "Although Zhenjun Erlang is seriously injured, he may not be powerless to support him. Brother, you seem to be quite rude to him like this..."

Her dissuasion made Zhu Bajie laugh again in embarrassment.

As soon as he let go of his hand, Yang Chi's body fell to the ground limply.

"Good girl, if it wasn't for Zhenjun Erlang, I still wouldn't be able to recognize you as a good girl, old pig, so why would I not be able to use it?"

Zhu Bajie didn't take Yang Chi's abandonment as a serious matter at all, and pointed at Yang Lu and complained.

On one side, Chang'e frowned as she looked at Yang Po, who was lying on the ground like a dead man.

At this moment, her expression changed extremely complicated.

At first it was unbearable, then it turned into indifference, and finally a faint disgust came out.

People from all heavens and myriad worlds don't feel anything when they see this place.

"It's understandable. After all, the misunderstanding has not been resolved at this time. In Chang'e's eyes, Yang Po is just a scourge."

"Is she hating what Yang Zai did?"

Would you be rude to him?Look, look at his body, it's really full

"Fortunately, it's good that nothing has been done."

People were talking like this, and they felt relieved.

If it's just a few cold glances, it's much better than Zhu Bajie Xiaoyu and his ilk.

And it also prevented Zhu Bajie from continuing to torture.

It can be regarded as someone who can poke Yang a little better.

Just as the bullet screen was talking, Chang'e suddenly moved, walked up to Yang Po lightly, took out a handkerchief and gently placed it on Yang Po's face.

She was wiping the sweat stains for Yang Po, her movements were gentle and her expression was compassionate.

In the mirror, San Shengmu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the fairy is gentle, and she didn't fight with her tongue like before, leaving more scars on the second brother's heart.

The heavens and myriad worlds are also very pleased with this matter.

"Fuck!"

"For the first time in thousands of years!"

"Chang'e is Chang'e, even at this time, it's not broken to the bone."

"It's the first time I feel sorry for Yang Po."

"It seems that Fairy is not indifferent to Yang Po's pursuit, she is still a little touched

"Maybe it's because you can't bear to see Yang Po now?"

"Based on her actions, Pindao will not scold her in the future!"

"Oh, it's so rare, the old man is about to cry."

Taking inventory along the way, seeing many Yang Chi being hurt by relatives and friends, people are really touched by the sudden appearance of such a kind fairy. 0

But this kind of touch didn't last long, and soon changed.

"wrong!"

"Why is Yang Jiu sweating more and more?"

"Isn't Chang'e wiping her sweat? Why isn't she moving?"

It didn't take long for people to start admiring, but it turned into a wave of questions.

Because in the picture, Chang'e, who was gently wiping Yang Po's sweat stains, stopped unconsciously.

Corresponding to this, there are beads of sweat dripping down like beans on Yang pokes his forehead.

Grass!what is she doing! "

"Her hand kept shaking Yang Po's neck, she was testing it!"

"Damn it, Yang poked all the viscera and six internal organs, so let the true energy enter the body to test?"

"No wonder Yang Po is sweating. Is this because I let my true energy invade Yang Chi's body and go on a rampage?"

"The current Yang Po, except for his own true energy, cannot touch any mana!"

"When the meridians are completely destroyed, let the true energy enter the body, this is not much better than a thousand swords!"

"Sure enough, the most poisonous thing is a woman's heart, and Chang'e is also a bitch!"

All the gods who can watch the photos taken by the heavens are gods, and it is natural to see what Chang'e did during this short stagnation.

The fake wiping of sweat was just for the stupid Zhu Bajie to see, the real purpose was to test Yang Po's strength.

Sure enough, Yang Lu's heartfelt voice resounded in the picture.

But it was miserable, "Even if there is no Zhu Bajie, you will come here sooner or later, right? Although he hesitated and didn't enter the house, the purpose of coming is no different from those gods. It turns out that this is why you came to see me." That's the only reason, I'm afraid I have the slightest chance of recovery..."

"I thought that when we met in this situation, I would see the pity on your face that I would rather die than see. It seems that I was wrong. It turns out that even this unbearable pity is for me now. , Is it all wishful thinking?"

Yang Chi's voice seemed to be lost, but also relieved.

Accompanied by it, there is also the heart-piercing pain caused by the real qi passing through the meridians.

Yang Chi's face turned pale, with no trace of blood on his face, and his lips were almost dry.

On the clothes all over my body, water would come out with a little wringing.

In the mirror, the faces of Sanshengmu and the others changed drastically, wishing they could pounce on them to stop them.

But they couldn't affect what was happening right in front of them.

A few seconds, as long as a century.

San ShengMu breathed hard and she was full of tears. She just hoped that the time would pass faster and that the second brother could get out of this torture as soon as possible.

Finally, Chang'e let go of her hand.

She ended the temptation, and only at the end, she pretended to wipe the sweat off Yang Chi's face again, not paying attention to Yang Chi's sweat-soaked clothes.

When he got up and saw Zhu Bajie looking at him with a silly smile, he smiled back.

"What a nice handkerchief. It's such a pity that it's so dirty. I said girl, look, it's getting dark, come with me to see my precious apprentice? It's been a long time. , My old pig is really panicking!"

Zhu Bajie kindly greeted Chang'e to leave.

The white handkerchief soaked in sweat was quietly thrown aside by her.

In the mirror, Chen Xiang's face darkened.

"Aunt Chang'e, why did you do such a thing?"

Chen Xiang questioned Chang'e outside the mirror with a cold tone.

At this moment, Chang'e looked at what she was doing in the mirror, turned her head in shame, and couldn't bear to take another look.

He just responded lightly, "It's Laojun, he said... Although the True Monarch is defeated, there is a possibility of recovery at any time, and it will be a catastrophe for the Three Realms at that time, especially because I still have some strength left for the True Monarch of the Lower Realm."

As she talked, Chang'e couldn't go on.

Everything at that time is still engraved in my memory and cannot be forgotten.

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She even remembered what she had thought in her heart back then.

At this moment, she only had boundless hatred for herself.

With tears streaming down her face, she questioned herself in her heart:

"You must be proud to be missed by the God of War who is awe-inspiring in the Three Realms and let him feel sad for you, right? That's why you were disgusted and annoyed at that time? Angry at him for being so downcast?"

"Why did you at the time think that the old gentleman was benevolent and caring about the Three Realms?"

"What the hell are you thinking?"

"What's the point of living in such a humble way? Is it just because of cowardice and fear of death, or is it because of stubborn delusions of making a comeback? No, neither, he is thinking of you

Chang'e remembered those nasty thoughts in her heart at the beginning, and couldn't hold back any longer, sobbing bitterly.

What she didn't know was that the self-talk in her heart was spread all over the world in the pictures taken by the heavens.

Chapter 340: It turns out that there are still people who are good to Yang (please subscribe!)

Life grows and hates water and grows in the east world.

The Guanghan Palace is still cold and cold for thousands of years.

The slender fairy embraced the Jade Rabbit, with a few lines of tears streaming down her face.

Is the self in the photo, the confession and emotion at that time also what he thinks now?

I'm afraid only the Jade Rabbit in his arms will know.

Slowly, his eyes turned to the lower realm separated by layers of clouds and mist.

There is the direction of Huashan, and there are people she will never forget in this life.

But now, even visiting once a year like Chen Xiang and the others has become a luxury.

Chang'e in the photo taken by the heavens looked at herself in the mirror and wept bitterly.

Her voice spread throughout the world, making the originally angry people even more angry.

"So that's what you were thinking at the time?"

"The so-called fairies, how could they be so stupid and be used at will by the Taishang Laojun."

"Just because of the ridiculous temptation, Yang Chi suffered such pain for no reason, it's really your fault."

"On the surface, he is cold and noble, but he is so vain in his heart. He enjoys Yang Po's admiration and is proud of it. This is Palace Master Guanghan."

"Disgusting people are really good at it."

"I figured it out, women don't have a good thing!"

"Fellow Daoist in front, didn't you say you won't scold Chang'e in the future?"

"Don't scold me, if this kind of femme fatale woman is in front of this old man, she won't hesitate to kill her!

People were irritated by Chang'e's behavior, and there was nowhere to vent their anger, only constant cursing

The barrage is full of foul language, but now, no one thinks there is anything wrong.

Chang'e is blamed for being scolded for doing this kind of thing.

How stupid it must be to be coaxed by the Taishang Laojun to come here to test Yang Chi with a few words.

People's abuse did not stop, but the part of Chang'e in Zhu Tian's photo was over.

When the scene changed again, it had become the eighth prince's snatching in the woodshed.