Chapter 2107

Night, quiet and quiet, bright moonlight, full of small garden.

At the foot of the wall, ye Chen squatted at the foot of the wall, holding his head in both hands. As a prisoner of reform through labor, he could see clearly the footprints of a woman. His good hair was more disordered than a chicken coop.

This picture is quite pleasing to the eye.

The great king of Chu, who was so powerful that he was deceived and abducted all the way. The great emperor had slaughtered more than one statue. However, he was obedient by the evil gods.

"It's undeniable that this God's attack... Is a little heavy." Not far away, the evil devil is sitting gracefully with his legs raised. He is facing the small mirror, taking care of his hair and beating Ye Chen well. That's called a happy life.

Ye Chen was so tearful that he was beaten to tears.

At this time, he will be serious and scold the king of man a hundred times. Is this the person you're looking for? Crazy!

"If we are beaten, we will not take revenge." Evil smile, or as magic.

Hearing this, ye Chen almost jumped up, an impulse to scold his mother. In an instant, he was filled with eight channels of extraordinary classics. You crazy girl, you beat Laozi, but you don't want to take revenge? You want to be beautiful, don't wait for me to be stronger than you, the first to lift your canglan world.

"I have nothing to do today. I went to the gate of heaven." The evil devil finally received the small mirror, gently side eyes, looking at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Did you go to Dachu?" Ye Chen gets up in a hurry and hopes to hear about his wife and children from evil spirits.

The evil spirits smile without saying anything. They just flick their sleeves. A water curtain turns into a mirage in front of Ye Chen. What is shown in it is the hometown of big Chu. The picture is fixed on the Hengyue mountain or the beautiful mountain peak. All the women are there, looking at the starry sky quietly.

Ye Chen's eyes are hazy. His hometown is so beautiful. Mountains, rivers, plants, trees, people and shadows are just like those in his memory. He has been practicing in the world for 70 years. That land is the sustenance of his soul.

"I'm going home." Ye Chen looks at the devil.

"When to wait for that man, when to let you go."

"Who the king of man wants me to wait for." Ye Chen did not squint, this question, he did not know how many times to ask.

"In his years, you will know." The evil spirit's light language, such as the ethereal fairy song, "you just need to understand that you have to wait for her, and you should wait for her, no matter for a century or a thousand years. This is the practice of Xianlu, and it is also the predestination of cause and effect. "

Ye Chen is silent, drooping his eyes, no longer questioning, because he knows that evil will not say.

Seeing ye Chen speechless, the evil devil got up and looked at nothingness quietly. He said leisurely, "this time, it's still the previous problem: do you know where the man king was robbed."

"You have been to Da Chu. You should have seen Donghuang Taixin. You should also understand that no one in this world can find the man king who should be robbed. He is the ancestor of Zhoutian. He is the existence of Wu Xiang. He has broken too many natural secrets all the way. His robbery, from the beginning, is the supreme taboo." Ye Chen sat under the tree, his voice was calm and his voice was hoarse. It was not that he didn't say it, but he didn't know. Although he was a descendant of the Zhou Dynasty, his way of doing was a thousand miles away. RenWang was not an ordinary person.

This time, the evil god was silent. What ye Chen said at the moment was the same as that of Donghuang Taixin.

The breeze was blowing, and she was gone, quietly.

On the night of the moon, I fell into peace again.

Under the old tree, ye Chen sits there, burying his head and drooping his eyes, like a stone statue. He does not move. He can only see the vicissitudes of his face through the cracks in his hair.

Night, quietly dispersed.

On the new day, he returned to the fortune teller, and the long lines of divination all arrived at the east of the town.

"When did you learn fortune telling?" In the teahouse opposite, Yang Xuan murmured that he was also an old friend of the swordsman. He knew Ling Feng quite well, but he never knew that the swordsman was good at divination. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not believe it.

From ye Chen that received the vision, Yang Xuan also glanced at other place.

Zhuxian Town seems to be ordinary, but in fact it is a mixture of good and bad people. There are too many martial arts experts in Zhuxian Town. They play various roles and wait for him to appear.

"Yinshan old dog, wait for me." Yang Xuan secretly scolded.

"Get out of the way." As he watched, his fierce drinking resounded through the street.

Looking from afar, we can see that they are a group of soldiers with long swords on their waists. They are very fierce and arrogant. They push the street people blocking the road to one side. The method is very rude.

They, surrounded by a man, is their leader. He is a middle-aged man, wearing armor. Judging from his rank, he should be a general with a fierce face and a strong back. There is a scar on his face and a pair of big eyes. He has the dignity of a superior man when he is walking and walking.

Passers-by did not dare to provoke, tacit understanding to hide on both sides, the government's people, can not be provoked.

During the talk, several people had arrived. All the fortune tellers were expelled. The general scar, throwing his cape, sat down at the table. Needless to say, he came to divination. His bodyguard was very dedicated. He stood in two rows in neat order, and the passers-by did not dare to approach.

"I hear you're a good fortune teller." Scar general smile, comfortable rubbing his neck.

"Not bad." Ye Chen smiles, without fear. At the moment when general scar comes, he knows who it is.Now, outside Zhuxian Town, there are ten thousand troops stationed in laofen. The ten thousand troops are led by the man in front of him. He is a real general with heavy troops. He is brave and good at fighting. The king of Yan sends him to guard the ancient tomb. We can see how much we attach importance to the old tomb.

There are ten thousand armies in the world, and the battle is not small. Ordinary people, even experts such as Yang xuanna, are quite afraid. If general scar wants to give an order, he can level down Zhuxian Town.

"Come on, have a divination with general Ben." Scar general smile, hard to hide is fierce color.

"But I don't know what, general." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"At will."

"That's not good or bad." Ye Chen picked up three copper coins and scattered them on the table.

General scar glanced at it and did not speak. He did not know anything about divination when he was fighting. He only waited for ye Chen to understand the divination.

"This hexagram image, yin and Yang collide, three auspicious and nine ominous. Recently, the general is afraid of disaster." Ye Chen said leisurely.

"Master, I'm going to die soon?" General scar smiles at Ye Chen. His smile is quite insidious.

"It's true in the divinatory symbols."

"Nonsense." Before general scar opened his mouth, the bodyguard behind him suddenly drank and drew out the long sword hanging from his waist.

"Presumptuous." Scar general cold hum, casually waved his hand, drank back that bodyguard, blink of an eye, and interested to see to Ye Chen, "you pour say, where does the disaster come from?"

"I can't work out for the time being Ye Chen sighs and plays again. He is joking. How can he not figure out? He can see through at a glance, but he doesn't want to say.

"Interesting." Scar general's mouth slightly tilted, did not embarrass Ye Chen, got up and walked, striding into the restaurant.

This time, he came to drink and have fun. He ran to fortune telling. He had never seen a battle before. Since he was born, he did not believe in fortune telling. He should fart about the divination of Ye Chen.

He left, a group of soldiers, also followed, before leaving, all coldly glanced at Ye Chen, even fortune teller money did not give.

Because they, the guests in the restaurant, were all expelled. They were not so arrogant that no one dared to provoke them. Otherwise, most of them would be killed.

The shopkeeper of a restaurant is even more magnanimous and dare not make a sound. He is flattering and respectful.

This is a group of evil spirits, but we have to treat them well.

Drink!

Today's restaurants are more lively than ever before. Most of them are unscrupulous laughter. All of them are full of arrogance. If you look at this posture, you are not prepared to pay for the meal. It's a real overlord's meal.

Ye Chen didn't look at it. He sat still. If he was too arrogant, he would be struck by thunder.

After a while, Yang Ge Lao came out, moved a chair, sat next to Ye Chen, and said meaningfully, "those people, the printing hall is black!"

"Even you can see, that proves that... Is really black." Ye Chen is bored.

"What a great official? If you offend me, destroy them. " Yang Ge old low voice scolds a way, also can't bear to see that gang arrogant and despotic.

However, he is dead and doesn't want to cause more troubles.

If you put it in that year, the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger. If it doesn't agree with each other, it will be his mother's work.

Eighteen years later, another animal, ah, bah, a hero.

I don't care about it.

"You know the origin of the man in the opposite teahouse." Old Yang Ge poked Ye Chen. "I can see that he is easy to tolerate. He is definitely a martial arts expert. His internal power is very strong."

"The Wulin ranks third, Yang Xuan."

"Yang... Yang..." Yang Ge was so surprised that he said two words, but he didn't say his name. He was afraid that the voice would be loud and heard by outsiders. If the name was said, Zhuxian Town would be very busy.

Looking at Ye Chen's expression, Yang Ge Laodu is not joking. The person in the teahouse opposite is really Yang Xuan.

For a moment, Lao Yang's expression became more wonderful.

Who would have thought that the Yan King's pursuers all over the world were hiding in Zhuxian Town. Moreover, they were in the opposite teahouse. Before that, they even kicked him and almost broke up.

"Wulin ranks third. It's really bold." After being shocked, Yang Ge can't help but sigh. Knowing Yang Xuan's intention, Zhuxian Town is also the safest place. If he were to be his own, he would take refuge here.

He should be very honored to meet Yang Xuan, a top expert today.

"No, sir."

"Go away."

When old Yang Ge was sobbing, there was a lot of noise from the restaurant, including the pleading of the shopkeeper and the hissing of the general scar.

Then, I saw the shopkeeper flying out of the restaurant and hitting the ground heavily. He coughed up blood and had footprints on his chest. It was obvious that he had been kicked out.

"Dad." A call, out of the restaurant, with a cry, is the restaurant manager's daughter.

"Little lady, don't run away!" General scar was drunk and full of lust and evil. He was tearing the clothes of the shopkeeper's daughter.Everything, too abrupt, street people listen to really.

At this moment, even Yang Xuan in the opposite teahouse opened the window. It's not hard to imagine what happened in the restaurant. It must be general scar and despise the shopkeeper's daughter.