C770 (2/2)

Right now, Yang Chan was just a girl who was completely immersed in love. Her mind was completely muddled by the so-called love, as if the man in front of her was the entire world, and nothing else mattered.

Yang Chan was originally the Third Saintess of the Hua Shan under the Jade Emperor's personal orders. Her duty was to guard the Hua Mountain, and now that she had left her post, it could be considered a great crime.

It was just that Yang Chan had forgotten about this problem, so it was even more impossible for Li Dao to recall these details.

When a man was in love with a woman, he was full of thoughts about how he could get everything from her. Of course, the most intuitive display would be the girl's body.

When a woman loves a man, she just wants to be by his side at all times and tie him to her forever.

Li Dao definitely did not have this kind of low interest. He only very simply liked a naive and kind girl like Yang Chan because staying with this kind of girl would relax her mood a lot.

As for the Heavenly Court, Li Jing had already gathered 100,000 heavenly soldiers. Yang Jian had brought the Howling Celestial Dog, the six brothers of Plum Mountain, and the eight hundred Grass Deity, descending majestically to the mortal world.

When they arrived at Mount Hua, Yang Jian and Li Jing discovered that they had missed their target. Yang Chan was not at Mount Hua.

Li Jing stood to the side and did not say a word. Yang Jian frowned his handsome eyebrows and fell into deep thought.

After a moment, Yang Jian shouted coldly, ”Where is the Howling Celestial Dog?”

”Master, I'm here!”

”Quickly track down Yang Chan, there is no mistake!”

”Yes, Howling Heavens accepts the orders!”

Dressed in black, the Howling Celestial Dog took two steps forward, drew a circle in front of its chest with both of its hands, and then placed them on its nose. It read, ”Heaven and Earth have no limit, ten thousand miles of pursuit!”

The Howling Celestial Dog was a prehistoric species, and it was also a dog. Its sense of smell was definitely terrifying.

He had followed Yang Jian since a long time ago, so he naturally remembered the smell on Yang Chan's body. It could be said that, as long as the Howling Celestial Dog had seen someone, they would remember their smell, and as long as it was not the Tathagata Buddha, then no matter where Old Lord Taishang hid, he would not be able to hide from his nose.

Everyone looked at the Howling Celestial Dog. After a while, the Howling Celestial Dog opened its soybean-sized eyes and looked at its owner, Yang Jian.

”Master?”

The Howling Celestial Dog hesitated for a moment before probing. As a dog, even if it became a deity, it could not be said to have profound intelligence. It was uncertain about Yang Jian's attitude.

”Speak, where is Yang Chan!”

The triple-edged two-edged blade in Yang Jian's hand shone with a cold light under the sunlight, while a three inch vertical scar jumped out from between his eyebrows.

Yang Chan was not in Hua Shan, so there was a high chance that she had been set up by someone. Being in love with a mortal called Liu Yanchang, Yang Jian's mood was both heavy and cold.

The Howling Celestial Dog felt the killing intent from Yang Jian, and its body trembled as it said, ”Yang Chan is currently at the West Lake.”

Without saying anything, Yang Jian turned around and flew in the direction of the West Lake, leaving a figure behind. His black cloak fluttered in the wind.

”Is Second Brother Yang alright?”

The teenager, Third Prince Nezha, looked worriedly at Yang Jian's back, but unfortunately, no one could answer his question.