"I can't wait." Ye Chen takes a breath.

Inexplicably, there is still some tension in his heart. The psychic contract has been printed. He may be channeled to the heavens at any time.

I'm going back to my hometown. I'm so homesick.

For others, he died only a year or two, but for himself, it was a thousand years.

All the way too tired, the heart has been old, want to return to the roots.

On one side, Qingchuan's eyes are bright, and he rubs his hands hard. He is eager to have a try. He looks more excited than ye Chen.

Just imagine, if ye Chen goes back, the sky will certainly fry and boil.

He didn't have to look at it, but he knew how wonderful people's expressions were.

In addition, the princes of Honghuang clans, who were forced by various cattle, bullied and bullied the four sides, causing too much blood robbery. Ye Chen, the holy body of the ancient times, would be their nightmare.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he was, and his mind was already imagining that picture.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing. He buried his head in joy. All the people who saw it raised eyebrows: This product, is it sick!

Qingluan coughs and kicks Qingchuan aside.

Qingchuan is embarrassed, undeniably, he is a little excited.

The mountain is not peaceful. There are people coming, both men and women, and their accomplishments are not very high. The strongest one is the sage.

They came from all ethnic groups, such as Qingchuan. They stayed in Zhutian as Tongling animals. They all came back soon after.

See ye Chen when, everybody is excited almost kneel that.

Ye Chen, the holy body, has long been dead, and no one knows about it. The myth he created is still sung in the starry sky.

But who would have thought that the holy body was still alive and in the spiritual realm.

Not long ago, he slaughtered a half emperor against heaven, and half emperor was also an emperor. In sum, he slaughtered three emperors in one lifetime.

I'm lucky to be able to see the cruel man in the legend.

Ye Chen smile, not idle, one after another to ask, ask the host of people, maybe still acquaintances.

Unfortunately, I couldn't find it. I haven't heard of any.

Qingluan is very efficient. She collects the detailed information of the host and gives it to Ye Chen for searching.

All for the sake of safety, take those hosts back to the great Chu, and then conduct psychic call, so as to avoid accidents on the way.

"I live in my family recently. Don't run outside if you have nothing to do." Qingluan said with a smile, "you need to borrow your psychic contract."

"Yes." Everyone nodded, and everyone was happy.

"After staying with the holy body Ye Chen for a long time, you will have face when you go out."

"Just like you." Ye Chen said deeply.

"Boy, don't worry about it! I'll take care of your daughter-in-law. " Ming Jue patted Ye Chen's shoulder, revealing two rows of white teeth. Although he was smiling, he could see that he was not normal.

"I'm leaving. Let's find a place to drink!" Ye Chen has a profound way. He hugs Ming Jue's neck, regardless of whether he is willing or not, he drags along and goes straight to the mountain.

Soon, they heard the scream, wailing, domineering side leakage.

From afar, the mountain where they went was booming.

That is Ye Chen in the Great Exhibition of divine power, holding a leg, hit the ground again and again, not blowing, falling to death.

The corners of people's mouths twitch, especially the psychic animals. Their hearts thump. They don't have to look at them. It's painful to listen to them.

As early as I heard, ye Chen's temper was not very good. I started to work when I didn't agree with him. Today, I can see that it's the legendary urine.

Another look at Chu Ling, Bai Zhi and Qing Luan, three girls are tacit understanding, one holding a small mirror, only care about hair.

I don't know why, listening to that scream, I feel inexplicable.

Is happy, just want to laugh, you say God is not magical.

Not long after, ye Chen came back, the Shuang character on his face was a big close-up, the board was neat.

As for mingjue, he had just wandered through the gate of ghosts and was sleeping soundly? Ye Chen is hanging on the tree.

A small episode in the past, people have left the peak, leaving the last time for ye Chen and Chu Ling.

The mountain peak is quiet. It's really a world of two people, no one bothers.

The outside world is very lively, and the spiritual world of the heavens is very conscious and announces the spiritual realm. Ye Chen is the holy master of the spirit world.

As soon as the news came out, the spirit world shook and all sides came to cast.

No one from all ethnic groups objected to it, which affected a lot of loose cultivation and the cohesion of the spiritual realm. Ye Chen... Climbed to the peak.

On the second day, reincarnated people in the spiritual realm gathered at the peak.

Ye Chen cooked himself and made a table of delicacies.

The picture is sensational, with tears and laughter, talking about the past, reading the extraordinary years, also looking at the hometown of big Chu.

There are no saints and subordinates here, only native people.

Fortunately, all reincarnations are still alive. When ye Chen returns to the heavens and finds the hosts, he can call them.

Night, gradually deep, hometown people drink Lingding drunk, hook shoulder to shoulder, stagger down the mountain, full of wasted time."Excited or not." Chu Ling holding Ye Chen, flashing beautiful eyes, not familiar with the world's smile, such as a little girl.

"Excited." Ye Chen laughs at nothingness, looks vicissitudes, seems to be able to see the great Chu mountains and rivers across the endless ethereal.

The starry sky of the universe is still so vast and profound.

Drift sand wandering, floating to the depths, no beginning, no end, gathered into a star river, witnessed the vicissitudes of the sea.

Stars, flashing light, outline the beautiful picture.

In the starry sky, a beautiful shadow moves forward in silence, with white clothes, white hair and white Cape. The whole body is haunted with Xianxia, surrounded by gorgeous Fairy Light.

She is really like a fairy in the sky. She does not eat people's smoke and fire, does not stir up worldly dust. She is extremely elegant and holy.

This woman, take a closer look, is not it Ji ningshuang?

Her face is peerless, but also haggard, eye corner still has tear mark, delicate body is thin, the eye son is dim, sad beauty makes people pity.

Finally, she forgot to leave Xuanchuan.

She is like a wandering soul. She has been wandering for a long time. She wants to return to the great Chu. However, there is no one named Ye Chen in that mountain and river.

In front of an ancient star, she stopped for a long time.

This ancient star is far away from the prosperity of the sky and is infinitely close to the edge of the universe. There are creatures in it, but they are all human beings.

"To be mortal." She murmured softly, and had been to the ancient star, but in the sky map of Shenhai star, there is its mark.

Its name is ordinary, and there is no trace of a monk.

She stepped into the past life, 300 years of this life wasted time, a little tired, to live in seclusion, do not ask about the world disturbance.

She will have children here and be an ordinary person.

On the highest mountain of Huafan star, she falls down gently.

The ancient star is not big, but there are big mountains, there are Changchuan flowing eastward, and there are small villages under the mountains and on the banks of Changchuan.

Everything is ordinary, ordinary and comfortable, peaceful and peaceful.

When I was watching, I suddenly saw that the cold wind was raging, and it was full of wild air. It was cruel and bloodthirsty. Black clouds covered the vast starry sky.

Ji ningshuang looks back and looks at the empty sky behind her. She is an old man with a long boa robe.

It was a emperor to be. His blood was flowing and his blood was magnificent. His eyes were scarlet. He was deep and boundless.

"Taowu people." Ji ningshuang frowned and went out of forgetting Sichuan. The people who heard the most were Honghuang and Taowu. They were the big families in Honghuang. They were absolutely terrible.

"I was passing by, but I didn't want to. I met the immortal body of yaochi. It's really natural." The bloody old man licked and licked his tongue, his face was greedy and ferocious, his eyes twinkled with lustre and filthy light.

"There has been an armistice agreement between the heavens and the famine. Do you want to stir up the flames of war again this time?" Ji ningshuang said.

"Kill you secretly, who will know." The bloody old man grinned grimly and tried to suppress Ji ningshuang.

The emperor's hand, how terrible, the sky has collapsed.

Ji ningshuang looks dignified, but she wants to escape, but the problem is that she has already been imprisoned by Zhun Diwei and can't move at all.

However, in this moment, a crystal jade hand suddenly revealed, I do not know where it came from, from a distant time.

On the spot, the old man with bloody hair flapped and turned over for 800 Zhang. The domineering God's body exploded and was nearly destroyed.

Ji ningshuang was surprised. She didn't expect that there were powerful friars in the small ancient star. She must be the emperor to be, a terrible emperor to be.

"Who is it? Get out of here." The bloody old man was enraged and turned into his own body. He was as huge as a mountain, and his rage was raging. His eyes, big as a wine jar, were staring at the sky.

His roar, then did not get an echo, is a crystal jade hand, across the vast shot, gorgeous and holy.

This palm, more domineering, on the instant back to the cow coax blood hair old man, this instant was beaten back to the human form.

Blood, such as rain pouring, dangling all over the sky, dyed red heaven and earth.

This time, Taowu blood hair old man counsels, did not think, turned to run, it is clear that he is far from the opponent.

"Thank you for your help." Ji ningshuang bowed over and saluted that side. It was a great favor to save lives.

But see that side, there is a woman in green emerged, slowly, strange footwork, as if stepping on the river of time.

Her body, no immortal light lingering, ordinary, no friar breath revealed, just like a mortal.

Ji ningshuang can see that she has returned to nature, with only two palms. She must be a great supernatural power against heaven.

Besides, her face can be called peerless, perfect to flawless, beautiful eyes clear, so that everything in the world, are dim.

The woman in green arrived. Although she was near, in Ji ningshuang's eyes, she was more distant than her dream, and her desire could not be reached.

"The curse of heaven." Qingyi woman's light lips slightly open, look indifferent, a word like the sounds of nature, very beautiful, eyes quietly looking at Ji ningshuang's lower abdomen, one can see the clue.

"Emperor Xuan." Ji ningshuang is also light, staring at the woman in green. Her eyes are fixed on the line in her eyebrow. It is an emperor's pattern, which represents a person's identity."She... The sister of Xianwu emperor?" Ji ningshuang looks in a trance. She knows the pattern of the emperor. There is no second person who can carve the pattern of emperor's reverence on his eyebrows.

Emperor Zun's sister, the existence of the legend, was still in the world. Ji ningshuang's peaceful state of mind was full of waves.

"Run, run again!" When the two girls were whispering, the voice of scolding came from the sky. The bloody old man of Taowu nationality who had escaped before came back, and was beaten back.

If you look at the person who beat him back, he is really an acquaintance. He is the Sixth General under the throne of emperor Xianwu: Hua Qingluo.

The only one who dares to walk around under the emperor's robbery is him.

Or how to say is the God general, suddenly very, Taowu blood hair old man, the hall is a quasi emperor, Leng is kicked to death by him.