Sighing with emotion, ye Chen has stepped into Jieming mountain.

Behind him, the pair of eyes, both awe in the eyes.

It's not easy to be trapped in love and get rid of the emperor in such a short time.

How hard it is to bear the pain that others can't bear.

The world began to believe that the invincibility of the holy body Ye Chen did not depend on strength alone, but also on his heart as iron as stone.

Inadvertently, too many people can not help looking at Zhao Yun.

If you say evil, this guy and ye Chen can be said to be equal.

These two goods, don't be too natural, a beat lying Ming Jue, a fight against Angelica dahurica, do two supreme, very no face.

Suddenly, too many people stroked their beards and warned themselves in their hearts: please don't mess with these bitches.

Even the supreme face also dare to break, what dare not do.

Zhao Yun coughed, turned and left. It's none of my business.

Mingjue also coughs. He was very angry. After the first world war with Zhao Yun, he was even more infuriated. The thief was disgraced.

As soon as he left, the onlookers left in succession. Before leaving, they did not forget to salute Jieming mountain.

Many people also murmured that the emperor was really calm.

In front of the boundary hell mountain, there are only Angelica dahurica, and some of them laugh at themselves.

In terms of blood, her lineage is infinitely close to the Honghuang Yuanfeng, and in a certain sense, it is stronger than the ancient holy body.

In terms of background, he was an apprentice of the emperor. Since he began to cultivate Taoism, he inherited the immortal Dharma, which ye Chen could not compare with.

In terms of her accomplishments, she has been a saint for a hundred years, and her realm has reached the bottleneck. Only a tiny difference is that she is the quasi Saint King, which is better than ye Chen.

On the contrary, she failed. On the premise that her advantage occupied the whole, she lost in a mess. The so-called arrogance became a joke.

She belittled Ye Chen. His disposition, practical ability and breadth of mind absolutely crushed her. Defeat was inevitable.

There are people outside the people, there are mountains outside the mountains, this era, too extraordinary.

Once again, she had no choice but to shake her head. She stood on the top of the mountain since she was a child. However, she was short-sighted because she stood too high.

Thinking, she also collected breath, followed in.

Ye Chen's boy is so ferocious that he doesn't take it lightly. She is seriously injured and needs time to recuperate.

Ye Chen walks slowly in Jieming mountain to the small bamboo forest.

Emperor Huang is there, leisurely and sitting, a generation of godless monarch, dressed in plain clothes, xianfengdaogu, quietly cooking tea.

"Ye Chen, younger generation, I have met my ancestors." Ye Chen salutes.

"Come and sit down." Emperor Huang said with a smile.

Ye Chen came forward, half a year later, and once again sat opposite the emperor's wasteland. Although he was supreme, he did not have the slightest dignity.

He should be very honored, the generation of the supreme, should personally pour tea for him, such things spread out, most people do not believe.

Looking at the haggard leaves Chen, Emperor Huang can not help sighing.

Ye Chen came to such an end because of him.

The supreme also has love. How much he loves Yueshang, he knows how much Ye Chen loves Chu Ling. He knows Ye Chen's state of mind.

But if he did it again, he would not hesitate.

Strange only strange, six samsara is too terrible, this cruel, although the process is cruel, but can save Ye Chen, help him nirvana.

Long ago, he was defeated. He did not want Ye Chen to lose.

The ancient regret has wasted our ancestors. We must not let the later generations die, even if the means are cruel.

"Master, I have become a saint. Can I go back to heaven?" Ye Chen opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and could not cover the vicissitudes of life.

"Can you put her down?" The emperor's words are long.

"Put... Put it down." Ye Chen said, trying to squeeze out a smile, is far fetched, the heart is also in faint pain.

"Whether it can be put down is not decided by the mouth, but by the heart."

"The younger generation put it down. Please let me go through the barrier."

"In your present state, I can't let you go." Emperor Huang gave a faint sound, with a trace of supreme majesty.

"Then when can I go back to heaven?" Ye Chen asked.

Emperor Huang did not speak, did not open his mouth, only gently brushed his sleeve, the next moment, he saw a woman, appeared in the small bamboo forest.

Take a closer look, it is Angelica dahurica, the disciple of his emperor's famine.

Baizhi was stunned, just entered the boudoir, ready to heal, this breath has not yet breathed, it was Emperor Huang brought.

Well, it's not embarrassing to take off your clothes.

This girl, very confused, I do not know what Emperor Huang came to her for, ye Chen is more confused, I do not know what Emperor Huang sings.

"When to draw Angelica dahurica, when to let you go through the barrier."

Under their suspicious eyes, Emperor Huang got up and left, his body was illusory step by step, until it disappeared.

Ye Chen frowned, a little surprised, so simple?

Angelica dahurica expression, also have enough strange, master called her, is to be a model? It's a bit of a surprise.Here, ye Chen has taken out the paper and pen, hanging in mid air.

Baizhi simply cut hair, then found a place to sit down, this kind of thing, she is the first time.

Ye Chen Mou son is calm, look does not have the slightest emotion billows, looked at Angelica dahurica, then waved the hand, calmly painted.

Angelica dahurica looks indifferent, like a statue, motionless.

From time to time, will also raise the eyes, micro can not be checked to see ye Chen.

For a long time, she always takes the master as her goal, and has made a great wish that one day, she will surpass her master.

But the appearance of the holy body Ye Chen became another target of her.

Only by defeating him, can he reach the peak, and only by defeating him can he be qualified to surpass the emperor's famine.

Bamboo forest, into a calm, only a wisp of wind blowing.

One sitting, one painting, this scene, some strange.

Not long ago, they were still fighting outside Jieming mountain.

How long has this just passed? It's really embarrassing to be watched by such a man.

If it was not for the master's personal order, she would not sit here honestly.

As time goes by, ye Chen's strokes never stop, which can be said to be completed in one go.

On the white scroll, a woman's prototype has been outlined.

Ye Chen's painters are still good. The paintings are lifelike, with a smile and a trace. They are vivid.

I don't know when, just see him stop, staring at his paintings, trance, eyes also hazy.

"You... Haven't finished yet?" Angelica dahurica glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen doesn't speak. If he doesn't hear him, he is still looking at the painting. He can see that there are tears in his eyes.

Angelica dahurica frowns, do what, draw a picture, how also cry.

Or is this girl really... So beautiful?

Ye Chen smiles, subconsciously raises his hand, gently caresses the painting scroll, the eyes are full of warmth, just like looking at his wife.

"As soon as I've finished, I'll go." Angelica dahurica can't sit down, immediately get up, lotus step lightly, God posture like fantasy.

Xu is curious. As she passes by Ye Chen, she subconsciously glances at Ye Chen's paintings.

Also want to see, ye Chen in the end to draw her what kind, unexpectedly see such a trance, see also leaching tears.

It didn't matter. She stopped on the spot.

On the portrait, where is she, it is clearly another woman.

To be more accurate, it is the God of Naihe bridge... Chu ling'er.

For a time, the chest of Angelica dahurica fluctuated violently, and the sparks in her eyes were blooming. It seemed that there was a sign that she was going to get angry.

I'm really free. I've been sitting for so long. I feel like you're following my appearance and painting other women. It's very irritating.

I just want to ask, what is the value of my existence? Do you have fun with me? You didn't draw me. You said it earlier!

Silent Ye Chen, the heart has no foreign things, since also did not feel the angelica dahurica in looking at him, and that pair of eyes to eat people.

He, still looking at the painting, the painting of Chu Ling.

He also did not know, clearly is in the painting Angelica dahurica, but the spirit of Chu was drawn, portrayed her vividly.

Obviously, he can't forget Chu Ling, and he can't let go of his favorite woman. Even painting is also her appearance.

How can I put it down? That's my favorite woman. After 300 years of love, he said he could not put it down.