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Chapter 92 Yang Hu's Love

Chang'e should regret stealing the elixir, and her heart is always in the blue sea and blue sky.

Looking at Yan Qing and Hao Yu's backs hugging each other, Yang Hu suddenly realized that he was the one who was facing the blue sea and the blue sky, and every night he was alone with loneliness.

No! He must not let go like this. He wants to let everything go back to the original appearance. Let Yanqing put on his back again, scoundrelly stressed, "Senior brother, I am afraid of snakes, insects, and mice... There are so many snakes here, so I have to ask you to carry me again."

Yang Hu chased after him and wanted to grab Yanqing back. He carried her on the mountain and water. Under the night sky, thousands of lamps only shone on him and Yanqing.

But as soon as he chased after Yan Qing and Hao Yu disappeared. He looked around in panic and saw Yan Qing again on the surface of the light and misty river.

Yan Qing looked at him in embarrassment and said, "Senior Brother, I am no longer Yan Qing. I am Jian Jia now, Hao Yu's wife."

"No, you can only be Yanqing!" Yang Hu roared and flew towards the river, but was hit by the huge waves that made his whole body hurt. He instinctively reached out to grab it...

"Are you awake? Is your body still painful?"

Yang Hu opened his eyes and saw a young woman with an ordinary appearance sitting by the bed, looking at him nervously. The man standing behind her was glaring at him with an unkind look on his face.

Although the man had normal appearance and clothes, he could not hide the aura of other nobles. His wild eyes were not good at glaring at his...hand?

Yang Hu saw that he was holding the young woman's hand, so he hurriedly let go and stood up to apologize to them. He thought that he had mistakenly regarded her hand as Yan Qing's hand in his dream.

"Don't move, you can't move this body." The young woman quickly stood up and pressed his shoulder.

Yang Hu lowered his head and saw that he was injured, so he remembered that he was hit by a bird and fell to the bottom of the cliff.

"You saved me? Where is this?" Yang Hu looked at the young woman and said.

"This is a guest house in Long Leg Country. We passed by the bottom of the cliff and saw you fainted with injuries, so we rescued you." The young woman helped Yang Hu lie down, sat back on the edge of the bed, and said gently. "Do you want something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry." Yang Hu shook his head and said, "Why doesn't it hurt if I have any injuries on my body?"

"Because you kept crying for pain, I'll give you some Mafei San." The young woman bit her lower lip and widened her eyes, as if she was trying hard to hold back her smile.

"Yanqing?" Yang Hu subconsciously grabbed the young woman's hand and asked tentatively.

The young woman was so impressed by the smile that Yan Qing was so impressed. Every time he was injured and cried, Yan Qing would give him the ma Fei San. Yan Qing always said that he cried out in pain, like a spoiled child, and she couldn't help but want to laugh when she looked at him.

The young woman didn't pull her hands back, but just stared at Yang Hu blankly.

The man glared at Yang Hu in anger, pulled the young woman's hand back and held it tightly, and said, "We and my wife have saved you. If you don't thank you, you will be more flirting with my wife."

Yang Hu looked at the young woman and remembered that Yan Qing had a big belly. It was impossible for him to appear here. He could not use his spiritual power to use his spiritual power and said disappointedly: "I'm sorry! I recognized the wrong person."

The young woman glared at her husband, then turned to Yang Hu and smiled: "Your injury will take about two or three days to heal. You must be calm and recuperate and don't worry about your body."

"Okay, thank you. Did you see a bird beside me when you saved me?" Yang Hu thought of the peng bird that fell from the cliff with him, and asked.

"Some." The young woman took out a sparrow-sized penis from her sleeve and held it in her hand pity. "Why are you injured in your body besides falling, but also being hurt by birds?"

"Because I rode it off the cliff and encountered a large group of vultures attacked."

Yang Hu reached out to take the peng, but the young woman shrank her hand holding the peng to her chest and stretched out her hand to caress its feathers with pity.

"This cliff can only be climbed down with bare hands. If you want to take shortcuts, you will be attacked if you are injured at the least, and you will die at the worst." The young woman said.

"Thank you, remind me. Please return my bird to me." Yang Hu endured his annoyance and made his tone as gentle as possible.

"We and my wife saved you. In return, should you give us this bird?" said the man.

Yang Hu looked at the man with a little annoyedness. Isn’t this a reward too direct?

"Yeah yeah..." The young woman nodded repeatedly and begged with a smile. "I have a destiny to be with this bird. I like it when I see it, so I can give it to me!"

"Okay..." Yang Hu couldn't resist the plea in the young woman's eyes, and nodded unconsciously and agreed, his eyes...

"Great, thank you." The young woman happily retracted her sleeves and stood up. "You can rest first, I'll cook something for you to eat."

The young woman walked to the door, suddenly turned around, looked at Yang Hu and said, "Don't you ask our names?"

"Uh?" Yang Hu, who was in deep thought, reacted after a while and smiled gently. "Can I just call you Aqing?"

A hint of relief flashed in the young woman's eyes, and she nodded vaguely and walked out the door. The man who had been holding the young woman turned around incredibly and looked at Yang Hu.

After the couple went out, Yang Hu got up from the bed with a smile, looked at the seat where Ah Qing sat, and whispered: "So you are so close."

The action of silence and the look of begging people... even if he disguises himself as different, he would not admit his mistake - she is Yan Qing, who he cares about.

Although Yan Qing is by his side, he still wants to leave, and now he is about to leave. After leaving the Long Leg Country, he can use his spiritual power to recover the injuries on his body.

The Yutai Kingdom, which has long legs, has what he needs. Only after seizing these things can he have enough ability to protect Yan Qing. Now... Yan Qing is the safest only if he stays by the prince of the heavenly realm, although he doesn't want to admit it...

Yang Hu opened the door in a slow pace, walked through the corridor, and stepped onto the stairs to leave quietly. When he walked up the stairs, Jianjia happened to step onto the entrance of the stairs with a bowl of porridge.

At this time, there were many people coming and going in the inn, and the two of them stood there quietly and were completely unaffected by the pedestrians.

"Where are you going?" Jianjia stood there, staring at Yang Hu sadly.

"I'm going to Yutai Country." Yang Hu avoided Jianjia's gaze and lowered his head and said softly.

"We finally rescued you, I don't allow you to go..." Yan Qing said hoarsely. "And I know what you are going to Yutai Country, and I don't allow you to continue."

That day, Haoyu tied her, who was still unconscious, to her back, and climbed to the bottom of the cliff in one breath. He found Yang Hu and took him back to the inn for treatment.

Jianjia originally planned to take advantage of Yang Hu's time to recover from the injury and think of a way to persuade him to turn back. But unexpectedly, after he woke up and recognized her, he immediately rushed to leave. She had heard of that Yutai Kingdom, there were many spiritual beasts, so his purpose should be this?

Haoyu, who was following Jianjia, had a bitter face. Jianjia used two "no" in a row, not a strong command, but a woman's spoiled and tactful begging. Haoyu suddenly felt that this "like a brother or a father" was really not enough to describe Yanqing's feelings for Yang Hu.

"Yanqing, I can't go back at the beginning." Yang Hu held the escalator and walked slowly to Jianjia, leaned over to look at her, and said with a slight pleading. "Can I do what I should do, okay? I promise you that I will never go to the point you are worried about now."

"Then..." Jianjia blinked, endured the tears that were about to rise, and said hoarsely. "It can only be a spirit beast, not an immortal."

"That day, on the edge of the cliff... did you see it?" Yang Hu's eyes were embarrassed, and he curled his lips and smiled. He knew that Jianjia would know that it was because he had passed his pulse, but he didn't expect to see it for her. At that time, he...

"Yeah!" Jianjia held the bowl with one hand, took out the jade* from her arms and dragged it into her hand, and said softly. "These are a few wisps of breath I took back from the edge of the cliff. Senior brother did something wrong, Yanqing will make up for it."

"Senior brother promises you that you will never ask the immortal to suck it again." Yang Hu stared at Yu** and said guiltily.

"Yeah!" Jianjia put away the jade**, held the bowl of porridge to Yang Hu's face, and said with a smile. "Senior brother must drink this bowl before he can leave."

Yang Hu took the porridge and drank it in a few sips, frowned and returned the bowl to Jianjia.

Jianjia took the bowl and smiled and said, "Is there any bitter taste you hate the most?"

"Is it a pearl?" Yang Hu looked at her with a smile.

"It's a thousand-year-old pearl!" Haoyu, who had been silent all the time, reached out and hugged Jianjia into his arms, and said. "The little pearl that she couldn't bear to eat even when she was hungry is almost all used on you. You kept saying that I can't give Jianjia a stable life, aren't you still worried about her?"

Yang Hu looked at Haoyu without emotion and said softly to Jianjia: "Yanqing, take good care of yourself and don't worry about me." Yanqing will always be his Yanqing, not someone's Jianjia!

After saying that, Yang Hu walked sideways by Jianjia and walked out to the gate of the guest house. Jianjia chased after him, grabbed his hand and said, "You must remember to promise me."

Yang Hu said "um" in a low voice, pulled his sleeves back and left without turning back.

Haoyu possessed Jianjia's arms and said angrily: "He has left, please put his mind back on me."

"You actually indulged your senior brother to suck the soul of the spirit beast. Do you still have any sense of right and wrong in your heart? Those spirit beasts also have life!" Xi Yi glared at Jian Jia angrily and said.

Jian Jia snuggled into Haoyu's arms and said nothing. She knew that Yang Hu was wrong to suck the spirit of the spirit beast, but he could no longer turn around. And she could not kill Yang Hu for the sake of the spirit beast. She could only hope that Yang Hu would take advantage of her determination to make up for his mistakes and suck less suck the spirit of the spirit beast.

"Okay!" Haoyu looked at Xi Yi impatiently and said, "Now, tell us where we are going next."

"Go to Yutai Country." Xi Yi looked at Haoyu with his chest in his arms, as if he was watching the show. She knew that Haoyu was about Yang Hu, and she was in a state of anxiety. If she met Yang Hu in Yutai Country again and staged a deep brother-sister relationship... it would be too interesting.

Anger arose in Haoyu's eyes, and he shouted to Yi Tianwen: "Set off!"

Jianjia looked at Xiyi lazily. She didn't think there was any good show for Xiyi. Even if she met Yang Hu in Yutai Country, she would still meet and disagree with each other - Yang Hu didn't want her to see such herself. But Haoyu seemed to be a little chewy.

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