This is a mountain mansion, with mist and dew, and dense and dense.
Its name is Luochuan. It is the place of the underworld scenery. It is surrounded by water. It is hazy and illusory. Sometimes, it can also see gorgeous visions.
Today, Luochuan is very lively. It is full of red silk and red carpet. It is very beautiful, like a red ocean.
Yes, this is where Chu Ling married Yao and shun.
In the sky, a Taoist shadow fell, most of them were invited to join the wedding hall. They were not empty handed, with a congratulatory gift.
On the mountain, people gather and move. Jade tables are placed at random. Each table is decorated with jade fruit wine.
There are many people who exchange greetings with each other. If you know someone, you can choose a table. Before the ceremony starts, you can have a good chat.
"What is the origin of Yao and Shun?" Many old men will gather at a table, sit with their hands in their hands, and look around in all directions.
"I also want to know." Some people sighed, "you can even invite Tianming to the throne. That's the quasi emperor level!"
"This face, shoulder to shoulder hell." Too many people stroked their beards, "how frightening is the identity of Yao and Shun?"
Outside the bustling, mountain a farewell garden, but very quiet.
Chu Ling stands by the fence and looks at the entrance of the mountain mansion.
Her mood, the most painful, expected Ye Chen to come, has not seen for many days, even miss, he is still well.
But at the same time, also do not want ye chenlai, to see the beloved and other people marry, that kind of pain, must be tearing heart and lung.
This big play is really cruel. The feelings he deduces for him are calamities. If they are too much, they are all painful.
Hazy, she saw a figure, dressed in plain clothes, white hair fluttering, stepping on the stone steps, step by step up the mountain.
It was Ye Chen, who came after all, calm to no breath.
Chu Ling cried, covering the Jade mouth, across the misty clouds, it seems to be able to see that face, the vicissitudes of life haggard people pain.
She had seen it before. When Chu Xuan died in the past, it was like this. If he had no soul, he was like a puppet.
She couldn't imagine how much pain Ye Chen would feel when he came.
Luochuan mountain mansion, because of Ye Chen's arrival, becomes lively. Although it is only a younger generation, it attracts the attention of the whole audience.
"The holy body has really come. Is it for abuse?" Some people sigh, Chuai hand, a bit of an accident.
"It's not easy to be so tough."
"It's not going to be a smash." Someone touched his chin, "there is emperor do backstage, anything can come out."
"Don't say it. It's possible." Many people are sitting upright, eyes are shining, always feel that there is a big play.
Who is the holy body? If he makes trouble, the world will be overturned.
In the past six months, from the previous disturbance of reincarnation to the evil sea swallowing edge, the movement is getting bigger and bigger, they are used to it.
Now there are so many people, including Tianming generals. If this happens, the picture should be very eye-catching.
In the sound of discussion, ye Chen passes quietly with a calm look.
He went to the corner, found the most inconspicuous table, and sat quietly, like a stone statue, motionless.
A pair of eyes, some dull, even say... Empty.
He didn't come to make trouble. If Chu Ling had him in his heart, it would be useless for anyone to stop him. If only she said a word, it would be no harm to die.
However, Chu Ling had no one else in his heart. How about making trouble? How about grabbing it? He was just a puppet without intention.
Perhaps no one believes that, this time, he is to send blessing, the former dust has already, persistence has no benefit.
Trouble, even the last trace of dignity, will be gone.
His existence, let many quasi emperor class all show a different color.
The old folks could see that ye Chen didn't want to make trouble. If he ran to make trouble, he would not be so calm.
His state of mind and courage really made them blush.
This matter, if they do, absolutely can't bear it, as early as his mother with a vote of people, run to smash the field.
Also married, become your sister's kiss, since I am not married, we will shoot two scattered, turn over the face, kill all.
"Is that Yao and Shun?" I do not know who's a word, attracted a lot of eyes, are gathered to the hall.
But in front of the hall, a figure appeared, dressed in red bridegroom's clothes, standing quietly, with purple hair, fluttering in the wind.
It was the Dharma body of Yao and Shun, Emperor Huang. He did not wear a mask and covered his true face with the emperor's Dharma, which Yan Luo did not have to see.
All of them showed deep feelings and looked at Yao and shun.
This person, muddleheaded to come out, do not know what origin, robbed the holy body daughter-in-law, but also invited so many strong people.
He wanted to peep at him, but his eyes were shaken, which made a lot of old guys frown. This man is too mysterious.
Yao and Shun were silent and stood still. He did not look at any one person, including Ye Chen. He did not need to look at it, but understood everything.
Ye Chen is also the same, sitting quietly, no reaction, only a wisp of white hair, slapping in the face with the wind."Here comes the bride." When all the people sat down, they heard the master of ceremonies shout, and all of them got up and looked at one side.
Chu Ling appeared, wearing a phoenix crown and Xialin, and with the help of two women, he stepped up the cloud terrace and went to Yao and shun.
Women in this world are the most beautiful brides.
Now she is really gorgeous, beautiful as a dream, everything in the world, because of her and gloomy.
The present people were fascinated, and even a group of quasi emperor level old Ming generals were inexplicably moved, and their old eyes were infatuated.
Ye Chen raised her eyes, motionless, only quietly looking away.
Although the distance is no more than a thousand feet, it seems to be standing on the other side of the Star River, crossing the time, far away than the life and death.
That is his favorite woman, wearing a wedding dress, but not for him, the world's Yan Ran, also only for others to smile.
Chu Linglian moves gently, step by step, and soars upward, pressing the mist in her eyes and shaking her delicate body.
She knows that everyone is looking at her, but only one pair of eyes is the most true, hiding in a small corner, secretly looking at her.
She wanted to look back at him, but she couldn't.
All kinds of planning, only this step, once back to the eyes, is to give him hope, all the hard work, in vain.
Indeed, suffering, not only can not see, but also forced to smile.
Need to be in the eyes of the public, showing the world's sweet.
In order to tell the world that she is very happy, in order to tell him that I am another man's wife, no longer love ye Chen.
In the corner, ye Chen got up and walked quietly to the foot of the mountain.
She went east, rocked up to his bridegroom.
He went west, step by step with low eyes facing down, dressed in years of dust, against the vicissitudes of life, a back, bleak and lonely.
This is the relationship, once in love with people, back to back.
Cause and effect, love and fate, in silence, go further and further.
The ancient love, always but a prosperous, just like the sky fireworks, a gorgeous life, in the dim end.
On the vast earth, step by step, he walked alone.
All the way to meet the lonely soul, also for its walk, hide far away, as if unable to bear his sorrow and sorrow, war and pain.
Overlooking heaven and earth, he is so small, no one to accompany, no one to accompany, his back bleak, a wisp of white hair fluttering.
He didn't know how long he had gone. He only knew that Luochuan's wedding ceremony had come to an end, and the people who went to congratulate him had already left.
When many people set foot on the sky, they inadvertently saw him.
Oh! All those who see it are sighing with emotion.
What kind of story is this? It's a perfectly matched couple. How can it be such an ending? It's like a stranger.
No one came forward, even if they went up, they didn't know what to say.
Tell you another daughter-in-law? Take him to Qing. How about some money? Don't make a fuss. Ye Chen is still in love with Naihe bridge God.
I don't know how long it took before ye Chen stopped.
In front of us, there is a big mountain, towering and majestic. It is a symbol of the underworld: Jieming mountain.
In front of the mountain, there is a beautiful shadow standing quietly. Its face is unique, and it doesn't eat people's smoke and fire, and doesn't provoke the worldly dust.
She, needless to say, is Angelica dahurica, the disciple of Emperor Huang.
Look at its posture, as if already here, as if waiting for ye Chen, look indifferent, a pair of beautiful eyes, no ripples.
"Please tell the fairy that ye Chen wants to see the emperor's ancestors." Ye Chen's words are plain, and his voice is still so hoarse.
"Defeat me, and you can enter the mountain." Angelica dahurica light way.