At night, the fairy mountain of qingluan nationality is still so restless.

The border has been set up, and many guard arrays have been revived. Too many younger generations have been sent away. They always want to leave incense for the family.

In the attic, ye Chen has not yet woken up and is solemn.

Qingluan came several times, but she did not bother. She put on the war clothes and was ready to fight for the family at all times.

Late at night, ye Chen opened his eyes and stretched himself.

The body of the ancient sage has healed, and the power of the emperor's way to penetrate the underworld has also been eroded. His face is ruddy and his blood is magnificent.

"Master, you should have told me." Ye Chen dry cough looking at nothingness, "thanks to the quick response, or die."

He is more honest and less confident.

This is to prepare to take Emperor Huang back to the heavens, and put on a good force.

But now it seems that the desire is too beautiful, the reality is bullshit, or honest is better, save the beating.

Thinking in his heart, he took the jade slips that Emperor Huang gave him.

There are two things in the storage bag. One is the holy blood of Emperor Huang, and the other is the jade slips. Obviously, it is not simple.

But see his finger a little hard, jade Jane is pinched to pieces.

In his eyes, he saw a drop of blood floating out, hanging in the air, with a trace of breath, which made Ye Chen quite familiar.

However, he did not wait for him to recognize, a God consciousness will rush into his God sea.

That divine knowledge, melting into a story: it is about the spirit of Chu, recording all the secrets of the past, the causes and consequences are all there.

Ye Chen Zheng, pedal back a step, body huge tremor.

Yes, he understood: Chu Ling's love for him has not changed from beginning to end. The child in her womb is surnamed ye.

No wonder, no wonder there is a baby at the bridge.

Calling him, it is his child, as early as the death of Chu Ling, has been pregnant, with her to the underworld.

Everything is a play, which is a great play performed by the spirit of Chu and the Jade Emperor.

Only for him to create love, forcing him to Nirvana transformation, to conquer the human way, with good intentions, until today he understood.

His eyes, instant wet, rolling tears gush out of his eyes.

For a thousand years, his stillness of mind raised waves again.

A woman who had been forgotten and put down by him was melted into his eyes and engraved in his heart to form a picture.

Time is too long, as strong as him, also can't suppress.

His world is full of darkness, even the wind is cold, so he can't help curling up.

A thousand years later, the truth came out. She had been waiting for him.

Without much thought, he quickly wiped away his tears, put his hands together, and quickly changed the Dharma formula. What he did was the emperor's way to Tongming.

Hanging in the air that drop of blood, slowly into the earth.

Why is it so familiar? Isn't it just the blood of Chu Ling? With her blood, it can pass through the underworld, and then continue the edge.

Emperor Huang's ancestors had arranged for them to draw the red line.

He was determined that the nine immortals tune that helped him to wake up must have been played by Chu Ling. The music was sad and mixed with too much emotion.

"The way of the emperor is to pass through the underworld." His seal formula was finally set.

The earth trembled, an ancient Sarcophagus, gradually protruding from the ground, an inch, two inches, although slow, but not stagnant.

This time, silk is not hard, Chu Ling is a saint, the same level do not pass the Ming, than the supreme emperor Tongming, too easy.

As he spoke, the coffin had come out completely and stood in front of him.

Then, he saw the coffin cover fall, the coffin also fell.

Only the spirit of Chu stood still, like a puppet. His face was dull, his eyes were empty, and his jade shoulder was covered with years of dust.

At the moment, she seems to have just climbed out of the grave.

With a wisp of wind, blowing away the dust on her shoulder.

And her empty eyes, also gradually have a person's emotion, the peerless woman, faded the lead, reappeared the former demeanor.

Time, as if in this moment frame, engraved with eternity.

Her eyes, a trace of water mist, in the moonlight condensation into frost, hazy tears, blurred the line of sight.

His eyes were full of tears and his face was full of vicissitudes.

This glance, for him, is a thousand years, six samsara, wasted time, every minute, is a knife.

"Ye Chen, will you fall in love with Chu ling'er again?" Chu Ling choked, tears whirled in his eyes, and his cheeks were covered with tears.

"I'm sorry." Ye Chen cried, and took a step to embrace Chu Ling, rolling tears, wet her clothes.

Put her down for a thousand years, love her again, just a moment.

A love robbery, his heart and lungs of pain, her heart is not like a knife, he has more pain, she has more pain.

Chu Ling also cried, cheek buried in his chest, greedy to feel his temperature, greedy to listen to his heartbeat.

The baby in her belly is crying, too.

It's not easy for parents to suffer all the way. The little guy is very sensible and can clearly feel it. This is blood dissolving in water."I'm so touched." Ming Jue Chuai hands, just sigh.

"After so much suffering, I finally came to this day." Angelica light language a smile, beautiful eyes misty, some envy.

Love is so wonderful, even if time goes by, we can't hide our love. On the other side of the Star River, we will wait for that person.

"You... Won." Emperor Ming shook his head with a smile.

Emperor Huang smile, no words, very pleased.

Finally, there was no danger. His plan was not in vain. If ye Chen died, it would be her greatest regret.

On the eaves of the house, ye Chen and Chu ling'er are close to each other.

Ye Chen, such as a child, lies on Chu Ling's legs, looking at her lower abdomen, as if to see her belly pink dolls.

That's his flesh and blood. It's still sealed.

When he looked at him, the little baby was also looking at him, with big eyes flashing and sometimes giggling. The blood was thicker than water, which was very kind.

Chu Ling tenderness like water, caressing Ye Chen's vicissitudes of white hair, "she has not been named, do dad, take one!"

"Ye ling'er." Ye Chen did not want to think, immediately a smile, "have my surname, have your name, our children."

"Good." Chu Ling smiles and is going to be a mother.

"Three hundred years. When will she come out?" Ye Chen ears stick up, always feel the little guy is kicking him with his feet.

"The emperor was born with the cause and effect, and she was born in the next generation." Chu Ling smiles.

"Yes, too." Ye Chen ha ha smile, still don't forget to intimidate to the little guy: little thing, be honest.

The feeling of being a father is really good and wonderful.

Although in the world, he has been a father for 100 years, but it is illusory. In reality, it is a little nervous.

"Ye Chen, I'm homesick." Chu ling'er buried in Ye Chen's arms, gently rubbing, whispering.

"When we help qingluan's family out of crisis and find reincarnations in the spiritual realm, we will go back." Ye Chen smiles tenderly.

The night sky is as deep as that, and the stars are bright.

I don't know when, Chu Ling fell into a dream, hands around the embrace, fingers clasped, sometimes also dreamy big Chu.

Ye Chen smile, slowly get up, holding her back to the attic.

He should be filled with emotion and sincerely grateful for the emperor's famine. If there was no love robbery, he would probably fall into the world.

Although the injury is not light, but it is finally a positive result.

It's suffering, it's fate; it's pain, it's surprise.

Reflecting the bright moonlight, he also went to sleep, holding his wife and children, for the first time in thousands of years.

"Don't sleep! Call us in On the mountain, the monkey was in a hurry, and he jumped up and down.

Angelica dahurica side eyes, Emperor Huang and Ming Di look back, all see this goods, meaningful, for the sake of chasing girls, to see the children urgent.

"I'm in a hurry to help." He laughs.

"Dandy." Angelica white one eye, lazy to take care of.

"Take good equipment, so as not to suffer losses." Two soldiers in the body are generous.

"Don't you want to bring ye Chen one?" Bai Zhi asked.

"He's done. He's got a lot of talent?" The emperor of the underworld said with a smile, "besides, the emperor soldiers of the underworld can't leave too much."