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Is it worth it...

The penultimate episode ends here, but the last question of the Queen Mother's evil thoughts seems to ask the audience and hit the hearts of countless people. Zhang Ying subconsciously repeats:

"Is it worth it?"

"Not worth it at all!"

Ran Jing's eyes are red, and she gritted her teeth and said. From the moment Yang Jian decided to burn himself and die with the Queen Mother's evil thoughts, her tear glands could not hold back.

It's so ironic!

The so-called righteous protagonist Chenxiang, and even the Jade Emperor who represents the will of the Heavenly Court, cannot avoid having evil thoughts, but Yang Jian has no evil thoughts in his heart. Who is self-righteously kind!

Zhang Ying didn't say anything.

The second episode started soon.

The gods and Buddhas in the sky looked at each other in embarrassment when they saw the black threads coming out of their bodies, especially the Jade Emperor. He always talked about peace in the three realms and happiness for all living beings, but at this time, the black threads coming out of his body were more than those of the gods such as Taishang Laojun. He could only laugh and said: "Well, it seems that whether humans or gods, they are bound to have evil thoughts. The difference is whether we can suppress our own evil thoughts..."

Inside the Kunlun Mirror.

Black threads also emerged from Chenxiang and others. At the same time, the Kunlun Mirror also flashed the scene of Yang Jian and the Queen Mother's evil thoughts fighting in the final battle: "How is it possible? He doesn't have any evil thoughts at all!"

Liu Yanchang screamed!

There were dense black threads on his body at this moment. These were all his evil thoughts. How much he hated Yang Jian, the denser the black threads were. Everyone around him looked at Liu Yanchang with disgust.

Under the guidance of the Kunlun Mirror

Everyone already knew that Liu Yanchang had been ungrateful and was ready to abandon San Shengmu and marry a princess, but Yang Jian secretly tampered with Liu Yanchang's memory in order to prevent his sister from being sad, thus ensuring Liu Yanchang's emotional loyalty to San Shengmu. Liu Yanchang kept denying this scene, saying that everything was Yang Jian's conspiracy, but at this moment, a large number of black threads emerging from Liu Yanchang's body had already shown that all his previous words were actually lies!

"Uncle!"

Chenxiang clenched his fists, and then asked everyone around him: "Is there any way to leave Kunlun Mirror! I must go out to help him, otherwise my uncle is in danger today!"

Everyone was silent.

Nezha suddenly said: "I heard that Kunlun Mirror can completely block the connection between the inside and the outside, but we are not incapable of breaking the imprisonment. The only chance of survival is worry. Do you have any worries outside that you can't let go of?"

Chenxiang looked back.

Parents are there.

Xiaoyu is also there.

Dingxiang is also there.

Does he have any worries?

Looking up, in the Kunlun mirror, Yang Jian is no longer the opponent of the Queen Mother's evil thoughts. He is constantly attacked, like a rootless duckweed, ready to fall at any time, and the sky seems to be dyed bloody.

"I have it!"

"I have it!"

"I have it!"

Chenxiang roared!

At this moment, he was furious!

The Kunlun mirror that reflected Yang Jian's life suddenly shattered. The gods in the heaven were stunned, and Liu Yanchang, Nezha and others were stunned. A figure like a stream of light rushed out, and the axe of opening the sky chopped on the body of the Queen Mother's evil thoughts!

A shrill scream.

The Queen Mother's evil thoughts fell.

At the same time, Yang Jian's face was pale, and he tried his best to support his body. He opened his mouth to the Queen Mother's evil thoughts. His voice was already too low to hear, but it can be judged from the shape of his mouth that he said:

Worth it.

Chenxiang's eyes were red, and there were two clear tear marks on his face. He held Yang Jian's body with trembling arms, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Uncle, uncle..."

"Don't cry."

Yang Jian's mouth was moving.

Xiaoyu also rushed over, but when she saw Yang Jian dying, she suddenly felt dizzy and suddenly swung her knife to cut her arm.

"Xiaoyu!"

The sudden change.

Shocked everyone.

Xiaoyu's eyes were sad: "Yang Jian, I don't want you to die. My blood can be turned into lamp oil for the Precious Lotus Lantern. The Precious Lotus Lantern can save you. Promise me to live."

She floated in the air.

The Precious Lotus Lantern was blooming.

But at this moment, the Queen Mother's final counterattack of evil came. Yang Jian got the strength from nowhere, stood up suddenly, grabbed the Lotus Lantern, and gave the Queen Mother the final blow of evil. At the same time, his body was also shattered...

"Little fox."

"You are."

"Live on."

Xiaoyu's soul flew out of the Lotus Lantern, still with tears, but Yang Jian's soul was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye. Chang'e's voice suddenly sounded:

"Yang Jian!"

Yang Jian's residual soul stayed for a moment.

"Second brother!"

In the crying of the Third Holy Mother, Yang Jian's residual soul still had a trace of corners. Chenxiang suddenly stood up and detained Yang Jian's last residual soul: "I won't let my uncle die!"

He said as if to promise.

The Third Holy Mother and others were half-believing and half-doubting.

Several years passed in a flash. In the courtyard in late autumn, a figure stood with his hands behind his back. It was Yang Jian. The Third Holy Mother said softly, "Second brother, this is the soup I made for you. You can drink some later."

"I know."

Yang Jian turned around and smiled warmly.

The Third Holy Mother hesitated to speak, and finally left the courtyard. Waiting for her was Chang'e: "It's been three years. Why has Yang Jian been unwilling to leave this courtyard?"

"Yes."

The Third Holy Mother sighed: "It's been three years. After that war, the Three Realms have returned to peace. Maybe my second brother feels that the Three Realms no longer need him to protect them. We owe him too much. We will agree to all his requests, even if we don't understand..."

Chang'e was silent.

Not only the Third Holy Mother and Chang'e, but many old friends would come to the Liu family's yard to visit Yang Jian, but every time Yang Jian smiled gently, as if the years were peaceful and he had no distractions.

Until this day.

Sun Wukong came.

When he saw Yang Jian, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Yang Jian's smile was as deceptive as always, but his fiery eyes could see that this was not Yang Jian...

"Master."

Chenxiang appeared behind Sun Wukong. Chenxiang now was no longer as immature as he was three years ago. He had the responsibility that an adult should have, and there was even a shadow of Yang Jian between his eyebrows.

"Yang Jian..."

"Uncle is still alive."

Chenxiang smiled: "In my heart."

Sun Wukong was startled, then patted Chenxiang's shoulder and left the Liu family. Chenxiang looked at Yang Jian, who turned into a green treasure lotus lantern under his gaze.

"Thank you."

"The treasure lotus lantern."

Chenxiang said silently: "You and I both know that if mother and Xiaoyu knew that uncle was gone, they would not want to continue living. This is the biggest lie in my life. I seem to... begin to understand uncle..."

Tears flowed down.

The light of the treasure lotus lantern dimmed.

The Zhenjun Hall has been repaired. The Dragon Girl sits in Yang Jian's study room with a wooden expression. There is a lonely back figure in the window. It is the dog Xiaotian Dog...