With a sigh, Donghuang Taixin walks lightly into nothingness. She brushes her hands and draws Ye Chen into her long sleeve.

The goddess of Kunlun, with great powers, stepped out of the great Chu.

After her, there are many people in tianxuanmen.

Without exception, they were all quasi emperors, and the nine emperors were among them. However, they did not take the soldiers of the supreme emperor, nor did they go to fight.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to tell him about it." Moon emperor light language, "Naihe bridge is a yellow spring road."

"At least, no regrets." Yan Huang opened his mouth.

"We should call the world of mortals and the sixth way." The king of war said, "if you use a strong one, you may not lose."

"Don't underestimate the city without tears." The emperor of Chu gave a faint voice.

The emperors do not speak. It is obvious that the world of mortals and the six principles can not be released. Even if they are released, they will not necessarily fight the city without tears.

All, also need to rely on Ye Chen himself, big Chu can not intervene.

In the vast starry sky, the city without tears is floating, and the immortal light overflows everywhere.

On the bridge of Naihe, the emperor to be who sells wine is still walking with an old step, and his waist is bent under the pressure of the dark.

As strong as the emperor to be, he also walked with difficulty, and his old body continued to split.

On Naihe bridge, he was not alone. There were more than a dozen figures, young, middle-aged and old, with tears in their eyes.

They are also like the emperor to be selling wine. In the city without tears, there are also their lovers who are haunted by countless days and nights.

Even though this is a dead end, but still one after another.

When the breeze blows, three or five shadows turn into fly ash.

After that, some people fell down again and again. Before they reached the end of the bridge, they turned into historical dust and passed away with the wind.

On the Naihe bridge, there is only the old emperor to be selling wine.

His back, bleak and lonely, old and shapeless.

He was close enough to the bridge, but his steps became heavier and heavier, his legs trembling, ready to kneel down.

After all, he fell down and didn't get up again.

At the end of life and death, those turbid old eyes are covered with ancient tenderness, and death is calling.

Crystal tears, hazy his eyes, in a trance, but also can see a beautiful shadow, dancing in the moon.

Emperor Zhun was infatuated, but he failed to cross the bridge.

Sigh everywhere, sad, gorgeous Naihe bridge, buried too many souls, before leaving with regret.

From the beginning to the end, no half of the city without tears walked out.

"How can you do this?" Small nine immortals gas however, scolded a, then hid behind Kui Niu.

"Keep your voice down, my aunt." Little ape emperor covered the mouth of small nine immortals, "that city can be fierce?"

"I can't get angry." Small nine immortals drum drum small mouth, "clearly is a lover, but let people Yin and yang two separate."

Her words, to the point, resonated with all quarters.

There are lovers in the world who get married. Is this a bad ending?

However, no tears of the city, to separate the sentimental.

A beautiful city, why don't you do anything? Return to the immortal city? It's a wonderful irony.

For a time, the spectators scolded the city without tears a thousand times.

"So... Are those nine ruthless people of Da Chu?" Some people are surprised, looking at one side, provoking the eyes of all directions.

In the starry sky, the God rainbow is constantly, and the Nine Emperors of the great Chu are among them. Their honor has already been spread all over the sky.

"It's really them, as well as the gods of heavenly swords and Dan Zun."

"It's the race we're going to play in this time." Recalling the past, too many people are trembling in their hearts.

"I don't want to fight the city without tears!" I do not know who is the whole sentence, so that everyone's eyes are instantaneous bright.

The Nine Emperors of the big Chu, a top of the fierce, one day angry Gan four clans, even the Lingshan was destroyed, absolutely strong and domineering.

The city without tears is old and powerful. A emperor to be was killed instantly. The terror is boundless and can be shoulder to shoulder with the forbidden area.

If the two sides are antagonistic, the days will be lively.

"Is that the Nine Emperors of the great Chu?" After the release of the big families, such as the ancient dragon, barbarian, Xuanwu, Kui Niu, these ancestors, are hidden in the dark, all looking to the other side.

"The peak of the Nine Emperor to be, this battle, hang up and blast my God!"

"It's no wonder that the four major races are not able to raise their heads."

"Up to now, I haven't understood. Where is the big Chu The old ancestor of the Dragon nationality stroked his beard, full of doubts.

In the comments, the Nine Emperors of the great Chu and the eastern Huang Taixin have already fallen. There are twenty emperor to be, and they are threatening the starry sky.

"Long time no tears." Donghuang Taixin whispers, stands in the starry sky, and looks at the city without tears.

"Long time no see." No tears in the city, is finally out of the words, a word ethereal, like the sounds of heaven falling from the nine clouds, very beautiful, but with supreme indifference.

"Can you ask no tears to please someone? It's a big Chu favor." The gods of the Heavenly Sword also opened their mouths, and a word was plain and light."No tears... Is heartless, just like your sword... Not Tao." No tears, the words are long, a word spread all over the world.

"What a tearless one." The tender words suddenly rang out, which came from the heart of Donghuang Taixin. To be more accurate, it should be from her sleeve, and ye Chen was talking.

He came out to see the city without tears.

His appearance, let square friars, suddenly a Leng.

Only because, ye Chen's appearance of two or three years old, powder Du Du Du, meat Huhu, is really lovely, and the tone is not small.

"If I step across the bridge, I can take her away." Ye Chen ignores the four sides, a pair of eyes only stare at the city without tears, the words are flat and light, the tone is not haughty.

"Nature." No tears, no words, no joy, no sorrow.

"What you say... What you say." Ye Chen is the master of vigorous action, stepping on the starry sky, boarded the bridge.

"Who is that little fellow?" See ye Chen on the Naihe bridge, eight sides surprised Leng, did not expect Ye Chen also ran up.

"The emperor to be kneels down, a heaven realm, play?"

"There's no denying that he's still cute."

"I pinched my fingers. He didn't come here to find his daughter-in-law, but came to find her." Some people say something meaningful.

"It looks familiar." "Little ape emperor and Kui Niu and others touched their chin," the total feeling... Seems to have seen where. "

"I hope he can create the myth again." The Nine Emperors took a hard breath, and their eyes were full of hope.

Ye Chen stands at the head of the bridge, closing his eyes slightly and calming his heart.

When I got on the Naihe bridge, I realized that the bridge was not simple. There was a kind of pressure in the dark, which was as heavy as a mountain.

Moreover, he was determined that the more he went to the opposite side, the greater the pressure.

On the other side of the bridge, a figure appeared.

It was a woman, also covered with a veil, wrapped in fairyland, her hair was like water waves, her threads were dyed with brilliance, her eyes were beautiful, and she was indifferent, calm and uninhabited.

Hazy, she is like a dream, although standing on the bridge, but like a distant dream, can not be expected.

She is a banishment immortal, holy and impeccable, and does not stir up the dust.

Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked at the woman on the opposite side. His eyes were filled with tender tears, which blurred his sight.

It's her, that's her. Without the need for evolution and asking questions, he can recognize her at a glance on the bridge.

Three hundred years wasted, three hundred years of vicissitudes, three hundred past lives and this life, he finally found her.

Old memories, past events, all come back in a flash.

Naihe bridge, two bridgeheads, one bridge side, one bridge side, he is looking at her, she is also looking at him.

But more than a hundred Zhang, during this period, it seems as if separated from the vicissitudes of life, two eyes at each other, in the world of mortal old years.

His eyes are full of tears, her beautiful eyes are confused, in the dream, she saw him more than once, strange but very familiar.

"Chu Xuan, wait for me. Your Ye Chen is coming to pick you up."

Ye Chen choked, hoarse voice, two lines of tears across his face, reflecting the starlight, even the tears, also carrying vicissitudes.