Chapter 1258

Late at night, ye Chen this just closed palm.

Su Xin'er's knee is still there, bathed in the moonlight, bright and incomparable.

Ye Chen went up to the top of the mountain and took out two paintings, a pair of Chu Xuan (Chu Ling) and a pair of red dust. Under the starlight, these two paintings were full of mystery, which he could not see through.

I don't know when, he just took out a mirror from the storage bag and looked at his face quietly.

However, strangely, there was no face in the mirror, as if he was a nonexistent person.

Ye Chen laughs, there is a touch of sadness in the smile, no one knows what the meaning of his smile represents, and no one knows why the mirror can't show him, the mysterious answer, or maybe only he knows it. The more he knows, the more it makes his heart tremble.

When the breeze blows, the mirror in his hand turns into fly ash and disappears with the night.

Under the starry sky, his back is a little bleak, the breeze does not understand, constantly touching his black hair, slapping on his face again and again, but always can not cover up the ancient vicissitudes.

His eyes became dim and his smile was more sad, like a statue standing.

Below, Su Xin'er wakes up and walks quietly to the top of the mountain. She wants to talk, but she doesn't say a word.

After biting her teeth, she finally went back to Ye Chen's back, gently pinched Ye Chen's shoulder, just like a clever servant girl, she wanted to brush off her fatigue for her young master.

Night gradually deep, ye Chen's eyes shake, seemingly really tired, gently tilted to Su Xin'er's legs.

Su Xin'er smile, constantly stir his black hair, gently stroking his face.

A night without a word, the twinkling of an eye dawn.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine sprinkles all over the earth, covering the immortal mountain with a layer of gorgeous fairy clothes.

In the deep sleep, I feel that the fragrance of a woman is constantly rushing towards her face, and ye Chen subconsciously opens her eyes.

Then, ye Chen stood up in a hurry and felt the saliva left in the corner of his mouth awkwardly.

Take a look at Su Xin'er. Her clothes and skirts are wet. They are all dyed by Ye Chen's saliva. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she didn't know that the God of heaven was still drooling when she was sleeping.

Accident!

Ye Chen dry smile a, Ma Liu's turn around, step down the mountain top.

Su xiner chuckled and followed.

The main hall of the Murong family is already driven by human figures. The ancestors, the saints and the elders of the Murong family are all present, and each of them is dressed solemnly. They are always ready to welcome the holy king.

Ye Chen came in, followed by Su Xin'er.

Eh?

They were sharp eyed, and they all said softly.

This!

Manman and others take a look at Ye Chen, and their eyes fall on Su Xin'er's body, and the eyes are also very consistent to look at Su xiner's lower body. Her lower body is a group of wet or very eye-catching.

Seeing this, Su xiner hurriedly took out a white robe and covered her lower body.

Savage and others look strange in their eyes, and they all look at Ye Chen. In their eyes, it seems that there is such a sentence in their eyes: did you put my aunt on?

See everybody's eyes son strange, leaf Chen mouth corner can't help but pull.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became strange. A group of old people of Murong family all watched Ye Chen. A group of people touched their chin and a group of people stroked their beards, just like watching a monkey.

Stop it!

Ye Chen coughed dry, and Su Xin'er was generally embarrassed.

Come on, come on!

The silence in the hall was broken by a sound from outside, and manxiong's big man rushed into the hall like a streamer.

Behind him, there is a majestic figure slowly emerging. He is tall, tough, and red. His bare arms and bare feet are full of thunder. His muscles are like a dragon, full of explosive power. His big eyes like copper bells are shining with bright light.

Is that the king?

The strong men of the Murong family looked up one after another, and looked up in unison, because the king man was so tall.

Holy king!

All the people present took a deep breath and rushed to meet them. Their eyes were full of awe. Facing the king's barbarians, it was like facing a huge mountain. The breath of the king's breath was extremely heavy.

See you, master!

Murong family, whether it is the ancestor or the Lord or the elder, all respectfully saluted at this moment.

The saint Wang man laughed. His eyes, the size of a copper bell, kept glancing at the scene until he glanced around. Finally, he looked at manxiong and said, "which is my daughter-in-law?"

"This one, this one." Manxiong, with a smile, pulled barbarian to the side, "this little girl, good-looking."

"Pretty... Rude. I've seen you before." Today, he is very reserved, especially in front of a holy king.

"Just call dad." The saint Wang man showed two rows of white teeth. The more he looked at it, the more happy he was. Looking at it, he did not forget to take out a bright pearl, which fell into the heart of barbarian eyebrows. It was an extraordinary magic weapon, especially for protecting the yuan God. The Murong family members were shocked."The king's hand is really a big one." Ye Chen sighed, as if he also saw the extraordinary God bead.

"Thank you, Dad." Manxiong grinned.

"Thank you, Dad." Barbarism is even more frightening. Her mind is still a little dizzy. She never wanted to meet her for the first time. A holy king gave her such a precious pearl, which made her feel unreal.

"I said," you're very strong. " Ye Chen stabs manxiong.

"What kind of foot strength, a thousand miles of sound." Manxiong pursed his hair. "I checked that jiyangzong is not close to here. At least it needs half a day's journey. Let's wait for him."

"Visual inspection, you can pick up the baby again." Ye Chen rubbed his hands.

"I said," I call you aunt or your sister. " Manxiong looks at Su Xin'er.

"This Manxiong's words stunned Su xiner.

"What sister, called aunt." Savage ruthlessly stepped on a foot manxiong, and then did not forget the same manxiong, "no big no small."

"All right, Auntie is auntie."

"Well, we've both been reduced by one level in terms of seniority." Ye Chen has a strange expression.

"Master king, please." When several people speak, the strong Murong family has invited the saint Wang man to a banquet.

It is worth mentioning that the saint Wang man people sit cross legged, higher than all the people present, and eat without chopsticks, and directly grasp with their hands. Besides, Murong's wine cup is not used at all, but directly used the wine jars, and one jar after another is very simply said.

The most important thing is that the amount of food of the saint Wang man is not so large that the wine and banquet provided by Murong's family are not enough for him to fill his teeth.

Murong's family were stunned, but they would never be stingy about their meals. After eating one table, they would change to another.

Full!

After three rounds of wine, the saint Wang man patted his belly, took out his big wolf toothed stick, and kept watering and nourishing it with a kind of purple blood.

Dragon blood!

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and saw the source of the purple blood.

The Murong family were shocked by the wolf toothed stick of the savage king. It was a fierce weapon. If it fell, the sage might not be able to carry it, let alone them.

Boom!

As the crowd watched, a roar came from the distant sky.

Hearing the sound, everyone got up and saw the clouds rolling in the distance, as if thousands of troops were galloping and crushing the sky.

The people of jiyangzong were killed. The battle was huge and the shadows were overwhelming.

As he spoke, the strong man of the Jiyang sect had already killed him and blocked out the sky and the sun. Murong's family was surrounded by water, like a piece of Wang and Yang. He always had the posture of swallowing this piece of fairy mountain.

Bang!

As the empty sky trembled, a saint of Jiyang sect stepped forward, and his voice was like a thunderbolt. "Murong family, you are so brave. Even our people of Jiyang sect dare to kill."

"They should kill." Murong family Zhun Sheng a faint voice, did not yield under the pressure of saints, there is a king sitting in town, they are afraid of a bird.

"Good, good." The sage of Jiyang sect was very angry and laughed.

"Kill me." Another sage had suddenly raised his sword and denounced it.

"Kill." The strong people of the Jiyang sect came from all over the world. Either the killing array, the powerful magical powers, or the killing magic tools, were all sacrificed at the same time, like the ocean, covering the whole fairy mountain.

However, at this time, a huge wolf toothed stick suddenly appeared. A stick swept across the empty sky. The strong man of the Jiyang sect who had just rushed up was wiped out in a flash. Even the emperor's territory and the quasi Saint were not spared. The burst of blood mist immediately filled the empty sky.

This!

The strong man of the extreme Yang sect changed his face and looked in shock at the front of the fairy mountain of Murong family.

There, the king man has already come out, every step, step on the sky tremendously.

The three saints of jiyangzong narrowed their eyes and stared at the man, "there are saints in Murong family."

Compared with the people of Jiyang sect, the strong people of Murong family were especially excited. The real king is a giant God. It is so powerful that no one can shake it.

Manxiong also flew out of the fairy mountain and ran to the holy King man. Later, he still pointed to the strong man in the opposite extreme Yang sect. "Dad, this group of cubs beat your daughter-in-law yesterday."

"Why hit me." The man of the holy King opens his mouth, and cancan's eyes are fixed on the three saints in the front of the Jiyang sect.

"You savage, don't be so careless." A sage of Jiyang sect gave a cold voice.

"Daddy, this son of a bitch scolds you." Manxiong pinched his ears.

"I heard that."

"Where are you from? Get out of here." A sage of the Jiyang sect suddenly raised his hand and clapped it. The huge palm print covered the empty sky, like a mountain heavy, with a strong pressure.

Saint Wang man also moved, did not say a word, picked up the mace and hit.

Boom!

The empty sky trembled, and the palm print of the sage of the extreme Yang sect cracked instantly. Even the sage of the extreme Yang sect flew out on the spot. In the inverted flight, one arm burst into a blood mist.This!

The strong man of Jiyang sect was shocked again. He knew that the holy king was strong, but he didn't know how strong he was.

Is he the king?

The sage of the Jiyang sect looked at the king man with fear.

In a word, let the strong men of the Jiyang sect step back and beat the saints with one stick, which has proved everything. The barbarians on the other side are not saints, but a holy king.