make love...!

In the early morning, just before dawn, the sound of firecrackers rang out in the ancient city. The streets with few people suddenly became bustling.

Under the old tree, ye Chen, who was sleeping, was awakened. He got up slowly and looked around the busy street. Then he put on the ghost mask and walked into the noisy crowd without being noticed by anyone.

"The Liu family married their daughter." The streets are bustling with such sounds.

"It is said that it is Prince Liu Che. The Liu family has caught a golden tortoise this time." Someone sighed, "Liu Qingquan is going to be a great success. He is the future Abbot! It can't be easily provoked. "

"Uncle, what a fart." Some people spit, "what is Liu Che? Everyone in Tianxiang country knows Liu Che, but what is Liu Che? If you want to be beautiful, Liu Che's concubines are not 1000 or 800. Which one will come to a good end? He is just the Prince now. If he is a monarch, he must be a tyrant. "

"That's right." Someone sighed, "poor daughter of the Liu family!"

In the tide of discussion, ye Chen's pace does not decrease, just like a passer-by, leaving no obstacles.

In front of them, the procession of welcoming relatives is huge. The bodyguards of Prince's residence set out in front of them. The bells and drums are shaking and the firecrackers are blaring together. They are all dressed in red. In the crowd, they are like a red dragon.

Eight lift sedan chair, hung in red silk jade chariot, dressed in wedding dress, Liu Ruyan sat in it, like a stone statue, motionless, with tears left in the corner of his eyes that had not been dried. His face was sad and pitiful.

"I don't even know your name." Choking voice, her beautiful eyes in the mist lingering, in the thousands of eyes, condensed into frost, she should sigh marriage, the sad fate of nature.

"Forget the ancient city, and you can come back in this life." Her sad smile, set off the bead curtain, through the small window, look vaguely at his hometown, want to all here, engraved in memory.

Prince Liu Che is cruel and ruthless. His crown prince and his concubine will die in other places. Without accident, she will become one of them. Her fate is so miserable.

This is life!

She laughs with tears, sad and pitiful.

However, at the moment when she took back her eyes, she caught sight of a thin figure in the sea of people. Without luggage, it was a journey of dust. Even though it was back, it was full of vicissitudes.

Oh, yeah?

Noisy street, suddenly became lively, because the bride jumped sedan chair.

This!

A whole street people, collective Leng there, stunned to see wearing a wedding dress Liu Ruyan, she all the way stumbling, crazy general constantly pick up the crowd, do not know what to look for.

Behind him, the bodyguard of the prince's house has rushed forward and stopped him, "princess, don't make it difficult for us to do it."

Liu Ruyan stopped, his face full of tears.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Tears blurred her vision, the thin back disappeared, some just come and go.

Here, ye Chen has flown out of the forgotten ancient city, like a divine light, across the sky.

A quarter of an hour later, he stopped at another mortal ancient city.

As soon as he forgot the ancient city, his divine sense covered the whole ancient city. All the temples and pavilions and all the peddlers were captured by him one by one. He did not find a monk, nor did he see the figure of Chu Xuan.

He left again.

Next, he constantly haunted the ancient cities among mortals. He was really like a passer-by, coming and going in a hurry. In his eyes, the rivers and beautiful mountains and rivers were just like clouds passing by.

After all, he went out of Tianxiang country, came to another mortal country, and fell into a majestic palace.

Come out and see me!

He stood on the golden Luan hall, and the divine sense spread across the palace, which could only be heard by monks.

Soon, a young friar with a whisk came blundering. Maybe he ran so fast that he lost his shoes. As soon as he stepped into the Jinluan hall, he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"See... See you." The young monk was crawling over there. He was afraid to make a sound. He was not a fairy. He was thin like a monkey. He was more like a thief. His eyes were sunken and his body was uncomfortable. He was moist with spiritual power, but he was still in shape and bones. He did not do much when he saw that.

"Which faction are you a disciple of?" Ye Chen spoke faintly.

"Master, I'm a disciple of the xuanzi generation of Feiyun gate, Li Xiao."

"Feiyunmen." Ye Chen murmured to himself and thought about it for a while, but he didn't have any impression. Maybe Feiyun gate is just a small school of Jiuliu. I haven't even heard of him, the experienced Heavenly Master.

"I want to find her." Without further questioning, he took out a painting scroll and dropped it in front of the young monk. Then he left a magic sword with golden light, which was a top-grade one.

Spirit?

The young monk's heart beat and his eyes were shining.

He was a disciple of a small sect. Because of his poor cultivation and talent, he was assigned to the mortal world to be a national teacher. He never saw a top-grade spirit weapon. Even his original magic weapon, peach wood sword, was only ordinary. He had used it for more than ten years. Now he can see the top grade. How can he not be excited."Thank you very much. I'll do it now." The young friar is very happy. He is a national master. The emperor has to listen to him. If he wants to find someone, he will send a notice, and soon there will be news.

However, when he picked up the portrait of Chu Xuan, he was stunned for a moment, "this man... Looks so familiar?"

"Have you seen it?" Ye Chen stepped on it with one step. Maybe it was too powerful. A gust of wind blew the young monk down.

"Yes, I have." The young monk got up in a hurry and scratched his head first. Then he said with certainty, "it should have been last year. He came to look for someone. Well, he came to look for someone."

Said, he also turned out a portrait from the tattered storage bag, presented to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took over, but did not go to see, do not need to see, that portrait of the people, in addition to him, there will be who.

Keep looking!

Ye Chen whoosh of a sound disappeared in the hall, before leaving also left a body.

What are you looking at? Look for it!

See young friar stupefied, ye Chen Fen body front kick a foot.

Ye Chen has already flown out of the palace, gasified out thousands of branches, and flew in different directions. Most of them go straight to the palace of mortal kingdom. It will be easy to find their masters.

I don't know how long it took him to stop at the top of a mountain, quietly looking around the four sides, waiting for the separation.

"Boss, there's something we don't know whether to say or not." In the Danhai sea, the immortal fire and the sky thunder spread the words.

"Say it." Ye Chen gave a faint sound.

"It seems, seems, maybe, maybe, that the woman of Liu family in the ancient city has saved you." Xianhuo and Tianlei shake for a while. Maybe they are involved in emotional entanglement. They directly combine many pictures into divine consciousness and pass them on to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen instantaneously absorbed the divine consciousness picture, and could not help frowning slightly, murmuring to himself, "no wonder that the sound of the piano is so familiar."