Prehistoric: The Golden Crow Emperor, robbed Sanqing at the beginning

Hearing Yun Zhongzi's words, Chenxiang looked at Sun Wukong expectantly.

Sun Wukong was about to agree, but Zhu Bajie frowned and refused: "No."

"Why?" Chen Xiang was anxious.

"You have to rely on others to even save your own mother. Not only will you be laughed at, but your mother will be laughed at, as well as me and your uncle."

"Others will laugh at me for not being able to teach my disciples, and I will even make arrangements between your mother and your senior uncle. For example, if your senior uncle likes your mother, he will save your mother."

"People's words are terrible. The more you explain these rumors, the darker they become."

"Moreover, Yang Jian saved your grandmother by his own ability, but you had to rely on others. Do you want to be unable to hold your head up in front of Yang Jian for the rest of your life and admit that you are not as good as Yang Jian?"

Zhu Bajie is a master of every word. It is basically impossible for him to defeat Yang Jian in this life. He puts all his hopes on Chenxiang and will never allow Chenxiang to compromise with Yang Jian.

"But my mother..."

Chenxiang was said to be extremely torn. On the one hand, she didn't want her mother to suffer, but on the other hand, she didn't want to lose to Yang Jian.

"What your master said makes sense. It's not a glorious thing for your mother to move your mother's heart. That's why Yang Jian wanted to kill you to reduce the impact of this incident on your mother."

"Only if you strive for success and rely on your own ability to rescue your mother, no one will criticize your mother, just like your grandmother, Princess Yao Ji. Who dares to laugh now will only envy her for giving birth to such a promising son like Yang Jian."

"If you don't want your mother to be talked about, then practice hard, rely on your own ability to defeat Yang Jian, and rescue your mother."

"At that time, others will only envy your mother for giving birth to a good son, and Yang Jian is hated by people. If you defeat Yang Jian, everyone will praise you for your good work, and your mother will also be highly respected."

Yun Zhongzi did not dare to continue to encourage Sun Wukong. If he did so, the purpose would be too obvious. Zhu Bajie and the others were not stupid.

The topic was brought up, and he could only agree with Zhu Bajie and cheer up Chen Xiang.

"I understand, I will definitely defeat Yang Jian, prove myself, and prove that my mother is right."

Chen Xiang was deceived and limped. She clenched her fists and looked resolutely.

"That's right." Zhu Bajie nodded happily and was pleased with Yun Zhongzi.

On this day, Tang Seng and his disciples came to the mouth of Guanjiang River aggressively with agarwood and others.

Just in case, Yun Zhongzi called all the Bull Demon King's family who had a grudge against Yang Jian, and Nezha also came to join in the fun.

"Yang Jian, you despicable villain, your death has come."

A group of people surrounded Zhenjun's Mansion aggressively.

Yang Jian smiled jokingly and signaled the Roaring Sky Dog to push Liu Yanchang out.

Liu Yanchang was tied to a wooden stake, his clothes stained with blood, and he stared at Yang Jian angrily.

"father!"

Seeing Liu Yanchang, Chenxiang became anxious.

When Zhu Bajie was about to come to rescue people, he quickly stopped him and let Chen Xiang pass. Wasn't he throwing himself into a trap?

"It's all you despicable mortal, it's all you despicable mortal."

Yang Jian picked up the whip and whipped Liu Yanchang several times. He was full of hatred and the whipping was very hard. The severe pain made Liu Yanchang's body tremble.

He could accept Chen Xiang as his nephew, but he could never accept Liu Yanchang as his useless brother-in-law.

As a mortal, Yang Tianyou dared to risk his life for Yao Ji with a mortal body against the gods and Buddhas in the sky, while Liu Yanchang would only hide behind women.

How could Yang Jian not hate this? !

If only Liu Yanchang could be one-tenth as good as Yang Jian's father, no! Even if it's 1%, Yang Jian will look down on Liu Yanchang.

It's a pity that compared to Yang Tianyou, Liu Yanchang is not even worthy of carrying Yang Jian's father's shoes...

"Yang Jian, stop it. If you can, come to me. Don't hurt my father."

Agarwood's eyes were red.

"Agarwood, leave me alone, kill him, kill him. In his hands, my life would be worse than death. Death is also a kind of relief."

Liu Yanchang roared full of resentment.

"Death? This is unbearable? Do you think you will be liberated if you die? If you dare to die, I will send your soul to the eighteenth level of hell, where you will suffer endless torture and will never be reincarnated."

Yang Jian sneered.

Liu Yanchang trembled. He had never been to the underworld, but he had heard about the cruelty and terror of the eighteen levels of hell.

"Yang Jian, you are so vicious, you will definitely die a bad death, not a good death." Liu Yanchang roared ferociously.

"I don't know whether I will die well, but I can arrange your fate and make you die badly."

Yang Jian sneered and whipped him a few more times.

"Asshole, Yang Jian, you bastard, I must kill you, kill you."

Chen Xiang roared with red eyes, struggling desperately to rush towards Yang Jian.

"Kill me? Just you? I shouldn't have been soft-hearted and did it myself for such a useless bastard. Why would there be such troubles now?"

Yang Jian crazily stimulated Agarwood.

"Yang Jian, let him go quickly. There are so many of us, let's see where you run today." The Bull Demon King threatened.

"Hmph, are you a bunch of rabble worthy enough to speak harshly to me?"

"Come on, I don't know whether he will die or not, but he will definitely die and be killed by you."

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Yang Jian was furious and grabbed Liu Yanchang by the neck.

"Yang Jian, I, Old Sun, really think highly of you. You can do such a despicable thing by arresting someone's father for blackmail. It's really embarrassing for the Jinwu disciples."

Sun Wukong was in a hurry.

"So what, you bunch of rabble are worthy of talking to me about morality?" Yang Jian sneered.

"That's right, so many people came to besiege my master, and he still has the nerve to be moral." Roaring Sky Dog agreed.

"Come on, I will fight you in a duel." Sun Wukong was so angry that he scratched his head.

"Heh, defeated general, have you forgotten how my master captured you so quickly? Are you worthy of fighting my master in a duel?"

"Get out of here now, don't disturb my master's peace, otherwise don't blame me for serving Liu Yanchang every day."

Xiaotian Dog taunted him, and then Bangbang punched Liu Yanchang twice, making Liu Yanchang spit out several mouthfuls of blood and dying.

"Don't worry, Master Dog won't let you die so easily."

Xiaotian Dog pinched Liu Yanchang's mouth open and fed him a third-level fortune pill.

Liu Yanchang quickly revived with full blood, and then was beaten to death by Xiaotian Dog again, and then fed him pills for treatment, and repeated this process, with full hatred.

"Dead dog, I will definitely chop off your dog head." Chenxiang roared ferociously.

"Come on, come on. If it weren't for the Bull Demon King interfering, I would have killed you."

"Dare to scold me, I will turn Liu Yanchang into a dog and feed him shit every day."

The Roaring Sky Dog was madly pulling hatred.

"You dare, you..."

Chen Xiang was so angry that he couldn't catch his breath and fainted after vomiting blood.

Zhu Bajie and others looked at each other. They didn't know what to do when Yang Jian, the despicable villain, took Liu Yanchang hostage.

"Let's retreat first."

Nezha spoke. He had already lost in momentum, so how could he fight.

He had no grudges with Yang Jian. He didn't come to beat Yang Jian. He just came to join in the fun. In essence, he wanted to help Yang Jian and return Yang Jian's favor, but Yang Jian looked down on him. If he came openly, Yang Jian would not appreciate it.

He always felt that this matter was not simple, so he might as well pretend to stand against Yang Jian and get into the enemy's inner circle, maybe he could get some inside information.

It was really impossible to fight, so everyone retreated.

"Take him away, lock him up, don't let him have an easy time."

Yang Jian slapped Liu Yanchang in the face, and his hatred could not be hidden at all.

He could not bear that his third sister, whom he had raised, was being bullied by such a pig.