At this moment, many readers are reading the book "Yang Jian - Life Eternal Sorrow and Water to the East".

His hands were trembling, and he was vaguely reminded of what he had done.

There was only a red light in front of him. The Three Holy Mother screamed and reached out to cover Yang Jian’s chest. There, the sword in Chenxiang’s hand was so deep that it had no handle. Through the thin quilt, it passed through Yang Jian’s right chest and nailed firmly to the bed board.

The blood stains gradually expanded on the thin quilt that should have been replaced.

Yang Jian's body shook slightly, but there was only pity and worry in his eyes when he looked at Chenxiang. With his knowledge, it was naturally obvious that Chenxiang was a demon who was practicing martial arts and was his inner demon.

Agarwood, is the shadow I give you really that big? Agarwood holds the hilt of the sword in her hand and unconsciously cuts it out hard.

The Third Holy Mother looked at Yang Jian’s gloomy smile on the bed, and suddenly realized what he was going to do, and shouted: “No, second brother!”

But Yang Jian had gathered his true energy, his divine eyes opened, and his silver light pierced the eyes of Chenxiang.

Chenxiang's eyes gradually became dazed, she let go of her hand, staggered back, and collapsed at the door at the last moment, and Yang Jian also spurted out blood, his face turned as if he was ashamed of death.

Another agarwood twitched his lips and fell to the ground weakly.

Although the sword hit my uncle, his chest seemed to be so painful that he couldn't breathe. And...

The chill in his heart was magnificent.

My uncle actually used his divine eyes! How could it be? In the thirty-third heaven, I am afraid that I have never stopped paying attention to this cottage.

After three years of endurance and so much torture, my uncle never used magic power once.

"Chenxiang actually killed his uncle, it was so crazy."

"Chenxiang is not worthy of being the second brother's nephew. If he hadn't been the second brother, he would be nothing."

"Hate agarwood."

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Xiaoyu suddenly grabbed Chenxiang, and Chenxiang's heart trembled. What else would happen? Before he could ask, Chang'e had already asked: "Three sister, why are you angry?"

Looking at my mother again, her face became worse and worse, and she was even more suspicious.

There was a knock on the door outside the door, and the Three Holy Mother calmed down and let Xiaoyu come in.

Seeing the fragments on the ground, Xiaoyu asked worriedly: "Mom, what's wrong? The maid said that something was broken in your room. I'm not at ease, come and take a look."

The Three Holy Mother plundered her hair and sat down at the table, smiling kindly, "It's okay, I just had a nightmare."

Xiaoyu cleverly thought about it and said sympathetically: "Mom, it's all over, don't always think about it. Yang Jian has lost all his skills and can't harm us anymore."

The Three Holy Mother nodded, shook her head again, and whispered: "I didn't dream of him, but a monster who chased me before."

"But in the dream, it was him who came to save me again..."

Seeing Xiaoyu's puzzled expression, she didn't know what to say, and the feeling of shame, anger and anger came again, and said hatefully: "Xiaoyu, I hate myself for not being able to do my best. Why do I need him to come to save me? I would rather die than take his affection!"

"The Three Holy Mother in the book is so hateful. She is not worthy of being the second brother's sister."

Yang Chan said.

"These words of her are like hitting the second brother's heart hard, making the second brother feel in pain."

"I really want to travel through the world of this novel and kill Yang Lian with one punch."

"The Three Holy Mothers are extraordinary and cannot be compared with ordinary mortals. Even if you have the opportunity to travel to the world of this novel, you can't beat her."

"Forehead……"

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After thinking about this, I made a statement in this way. My mother also helped her speak, and Nezha and others eventually pushed all the blame on the former judicial god.

But shortly after that, he and Xiaoyu went to Penglai with their mother and grandmother. It is unknown whether the Tianting Court pursued anything again.

When he was in Penglai, Nezha said that his father was confident that Yang Jian took his private revenge and had nothing to do with your agarwood.

Could it be...

Chen Xiang suddenly clenched her fists, suppressed the anxiety and irritability in her heart, and carefully asked the Three Holy Mothers: "Mom, that day...the memorial in the study that day..."

The Three Holy Mother turned her head slowly and thought for a while before she realized what her son was asking, and said, "It's for hell... The Tianting issued an order to ask the second brother if he had any illegal acts in the past three years."

"I...I reported his close story..."

Before he finished speaking, footsteps outside the door suddenly came in, and Liu Yanchang's voice suddenly came in: "Two immortal envoys, Yang Jian is in this room. Please give yourself your own advice, and I won't go in."

Immortal envoy?

The Three Holy Mother was stunned and looked at her son and daughter-in-law, but found that Chenxiang's face was as pale as paper.

Xiaoyu hesitated and said, "We are not at home at this time... It should be four days ago. King Li and others are asking grandma to return to the heavenly court, and Nezha will come forward to invite her to take advantage of Penglai's fairyland banquet."

"We accompanied our grandmother to go to Penglai for social events, and we haven't come back yet..."

But Chenxiang sat down on the bed dejectedly, not talking, and even dared not look at Yang Jian on the bed.

"These people and immortals are going to kill my second brother."

"My second brother is so miserable. He is always hurt by his relatives and friends."

"If I were my second brother, I would never give everything for them."

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Yan Luo didn't dare to say anything, so he chose a silk bag to cast the spell again. The power of thought brought in, and the human figure gradually condensed, but he could radiate his forehead, his eyebrows and eyes were beautiful, and the agarwood formed was the shape.

Li Jing saw it, his eyes flashed with a bright light, and he waved his hand to signal everyone to stop the sound and retreat, and focused on observing the illusion.

Chenxiang's illusion stood there for a while and saw Yang Jian falling aside, slowly walked over, grabbed his neck, and carried him up and pushed him against the wall.

Yang Jianyuan curled up on the ground and was picked up roughly, and then he realized that the person in front of him had turned into agarwood. His face was still silent, but he was smiling bitterly in his heart. Sure enough, what should come is always coming.

Chenxiang was forced too hard by him all the way, and I thought I hated him even more.

...

He stared at Yang Jian's eyes hatefully.

The man in front of him was gasping for breath because of suffocation. Blood saliva hung on the corners of his lips, and he was unable to cough and vomit on his own.

But even though he was embarrassed and as humble as dust, why did his eyes still be as calm and deep as when he first saw him, and his majesty made him feel ashamed of being humble?

"The illusion represents the truest self, and it also represents that Chen Xiang has endless hatred for her second brother in her heart."

"Chenxiang, how could you treat your uncle like this? If it weren't for him, how could you have grown to this point today?"

"I hate the dead agarwood."

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"I don't have your magical powers, but I will also lock you up for twenty years. Second brother, don't be angry, it'll be fine in a while..."

"You are heartless and hard-hearted. I really want to know that when you are with yourself, you will not be as ruthless and cruel as you are to me..."

Huanxiang said softly, lowered his head and pressed his long nail on Yang Jian’s left leg.

The Three Holy Mother suddenly whimpered and fell softly into Chenxiang's arms. Xiaoyu didn't dare to look at it anymore and grabbed Chenxiang tightly.

The jingle sounded, one, two, three times, the iron nailed into the flesh and shattered bones, and passed through the small holes in the rack until it was completely fit.

Yang Jian barely calmed down and just endured it silently.

He should have expected that after locking her up for so long, what else can the third sister remember except hatred?

The third sister is gentle and a woman. She doesn't do this, but if she changes to an illusion, what can't she do?

The second iron nail was pressed on the knee and knocked down again. The kneecap was broken and the nail was stuck on the iron frame.

She knocked in from the front, so naturally she wouldn't be so accurate. The previous time she happened to pass through the small hole, but this time she was a little bit off.

Huanxiang turned his head slightly, frowned slightly, and his lips slightly pursed, and seemed to be thinking of a solution.

Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at her expression, and laughed sadly without realizing it, and was a little distracted for a moment.

How long has it been since I took a good look at the third sister? But the third sister still looks so cute. I remember when I was a child, when I was a child, when I couldn’t figure it out, I like to turn my head and use my brain quietly.

"Yang Lian, how can you treat your brother like this?"

"If it weren't for the second brother, Yang Lian would have died long ago. She would have repaid grudges and revenge."

"This plot is so abusive, I'm so angry."

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Phantom murmured, but then the voice suddenly rose up again.

"But what about you... how could you do that to Lian'er!"

"She is your sister, your dear sister! I never thought that my son would make my daughter suffer the same pain as me!"

The illusioned face was twisted by anger. The third saint mother crawled over and hugged her mother's legs: "Mom, no, the second brother used his divine eyes to save me. It was me who killed my father and elder brother, not the second brother!"

"Mom, my second brother didn't harm me either. It was me, it was me who harmed him! Mom, don't say it, don't say it..."

But the illusion could not be heard, and she just repeated over and over again: "Tianyou, Zhen'er, I'm sorry... If I hadn't given birth to him... our home wouldn't have dispersed or broken..."

Yang Jian closed his eyes and tried his best to hold back the tears in his eyes. He no longer cared about the pain in his body.
To be continued...