Night, gradually deep, all quiet.

Autumn wind blows, the dream woman goes again, come quietly, also quietly, and then look at qinmengyao, has drunk unconscious, lying on the stone table asleep, occasionally oneortwo voices of dream, have a name Zhao Yun.

"Ask what the world is, teach people to live and die together."

Ye Chen sighed in his mouth, but he was not idle in his hand. In qinmengyao, he turned around and turned around, and wanted to find something precious. When the matter was finished, she sent the mother's son back to the underworld. Even if Qin Mengyao woke up and found that he would not be able to find him to settle the account, he could not come to the heaven. That was still afraid of anything.

Egg pain is, Qin Mengyao body, except for the fairy clothes, nothing.

"It's also a general, not really." Looking for fruit, leaves Chen skimmed mouth, can not, give people clothes pickpockets! He is a bit of a bit of a tactful man, though he has a thick face.

Also thanks to Qin Mengyao asleep, if still awake, will beat him a meal, on your son, and face said not authentic? When people are drunk and stealing baby, you are authentic?

"Your family, my family, has a chance." The Ming emperor on the world's Mingshan mountain has a profound meaning.

"The custom is good if the people are so." Emperor Huang said with great care, and said with no face, the hall is barren and ancient, does not do business, and does the activities of stealing chicken and dogs.

But these two supreme, or looked down on the urine of Ye Chen.

In the garden, there is a little lawlessness. The cruel man who killed the emperor is bleeding qinmengyao? It's hard to come. There is something left behind. If you don't have any baby, let it go.

Emperor Huang knead his eyebrows, ye Chen so whole, why let him face, face all lost.

Or the Ming emperor depends on the spectrum. In view of the outstanding yechen, he made a personal order: but in the future, the strong people in the underworld are sent to the heavens by Ye Chentong. Don't think about anything. Beat the emperor to death first, and don't leave face for Emperor Huang.

The matter of the underworld, ye Chen did not know, still giving qinmengyao blood, a whole bowl, no worries about what the Qin Mengyao will be like, a holy King peak, let some blood also be nothing.

Under the moon, Qin Mengyao's blood, purple, glittering, a continuous stream of immortal Qi overflows, her blood is not weak, contains a magnificent essence, which is more precious than the source crystal.

It was just before dawn that he had sent it back.

Hearing that Qin Mengyao woke up, he was mad and went to the first Yanluo hall. He beat the general of the hall. He beat him for nothing. He was also the general of the hall. When he arrived, everyone in the hall didn't know how to get beaten.

In the morning, ye Chenyue hehe went out of the door, and traveled for months. He did not forget to set up a stall to calculate the divination. Before walking, he went to the opposite garden to see it.

The old man also got up early, was making a meal on fire. His grandson was very sensible, and he stepped in a small step to help the old man take the dishes and chopsticks.

Ye Chen did not disturb, went to the busy street.

Today, fortune tellers are not ordinary. There are people from Zhuxian Town and Murong. Until evening, they are still in line with the long line.

Yang Xuan and Shangguan nine came. A big face was very black, a nose was swollen. Last night, he peeped. He was beaten. It was nothing. God knew it was the product of the pit father. He kicked them one foot, and the later things were big.

The two came here, and they came to find Ye Chen to calculate who kicked them last night.

After that, ye Chen naturally gave it up. After that, he took the two men, a good scold, a martial arts expert in the hall, to peep in the middle of the night, and he would not have to face, and the two people who scolded could not be lifted.

After that, Zhuxian Town was lively. The Mad Old Yangge and xialan, one carrying a knife, one carrying a sword, chased two people in the street, making the whole street gallop.

"Life is like a play, wonderful." Ye Chen started with his hands, and he was interested in it. He felt that his ability to mine people was already pure and green.

At night, ye Chen finally saw little Yang Lan, the little guy to Ye Chen, or very kind, two or three years old appearance, powder doodle, like a little elf, unfortunately, is a god evil star of the fate, if there is no such era of the body of scourge, she is doomed to be lonely in her life.

After leaving Yang mansion, he did not return to the garden and went to the old tomb.

The princess of Yin moon still stayed there, and her cultivation, but also a point of refinement.

Ye Chen took half bowl of Qin Mengyao's blood and integrated into the source crystal. The essence of the source crystal suddenly rose, and the whole tomb was full of energetic, cloudy, beautiful decoration.

The princess of the lunar month was surprised, only blood, there was such a magnificent power, with her cognition, difficult to understand.

"This is a special blood line. You will go to the world later and meet more and more stronger." Ye Chen explained with a smile, and explained the meaning of blood vein for the princess, including shenzang.

The princess listened quietly, and she remembered every word Ye Chen said.

It was another three days.

Until the night of the fourth day, ye Chen came out of the ancient tomb, and slowly walked in the mountains and forests, looking up at the stars quietly. The atmosphere of the world was gathering towards the south, which was the Qi luck of the emperor. That is to say, the world is gradually moving towards unity. Before this, war is inevitable, with only three kings and three kings standing in full swing, which will be broken soon.As he said, half a month later, the three great princes began to fight, which was a line-up of two to one. The three sides participated in the war with a total of millions of soldiers. The dead were everywhere and the blood flowed into a river.

This war lasted for three years. The king of Chu and the king of Han won and captured the capital of the state of Qin. The king of Qin was defeated and committed suicide, indicating the collapse of the state of Qin. The world has changed from a tripartite situation to a confrontation between the north and the south. It is known to all that one of the king of Chu and the king of Han will unite the country in the future That war will unify the country and the river.

The morning sun, or so warm.

Ye Chen in front of the table, holding chin in both hands, bored.

Another three years later, the man he was waiting for still didn't come. He didn't know how long he had to wait. He only knew that the practice would be extremely long.

as like as two peas, he has gone out more than once in three years. He has seen the ancient city and village. He wanted to see whether the ancient star was really reincarnation. Unfortunately, he never found the same soul of his own life. For this reason, he was more puzzled. There was no reincarnation.

Not long ago, Yang Pavilion old and Xia LAN came, also with little Yang Lan.

Yes, Xia LAN is still alive and has lived for another three years.

Compared with her, Xiao Yang Lan is a little strange. For three years and three years, she has been six years old, but she is still two or three years old. Every time she appears, she will attract strange eyes. Yang Ge Lao comes to Ye Chen every day, hoping to have a reasonable explanation. How can she grow old without growing a leader.

Ye Chen knows it well, but he can't say it. The problem is not Xiao Yang Lan, but ye fan. At the moment, he doesn't have to look at it. He knows that ye fan, like Xiao Yang Lan, stops at two or three years old. This is the mutual complement of life forms. How long it will take to grow up is still unknown.

"It's... It's getting dark." I don't know who was surprised all his life, which made the people look up.

Early in the morning, the sky was bright and the sky was dark. I thought it was going to rain, but the problem is, there is no sign of rain!

"Friar." Ye Chen frowned.

As soon as he said this, he heard the thunder and lightning of nothingness.

Then, a bloody figure appeared in the empty sky. He was an old man, dressed in a bloody boa robe and leaning on a dragon's stick, stood like a God in the empty sky, looking at all living beings.

"Fairy... Immortal?" The people of Zhuxian Town opened their mouths, and there were a few people who had already crawled down to pray for God's blessing.

"Is that the immortal?" Ling Feng three people also out of the door, Zheng Zheng looking up at the sky.

"Blood swallowing magic skill." There are so many people, only Ye Chen's face is hard to see. He recognizes that the skill of the old man in blood robe is extremely evil. He needs to nourish his body and soul with the blood of living creatures. He came here for the obvious purpose of swallowing the blood of ordinary people to help him practice.

Hum!

When ye Chen looked at it, Xu Tian moved and trembled, and a strong pressure came. In an instant, the sky was roaring with the sky, and the people of Zhuxian Town also spewed blood and could not move.

Among them, ye Chen is also included. He is a monk of spiritual emptiness. His prestige is not what ye Chen can bear.

"All living beings are ants. It's my great fortune to merge with me." The old man in the blood robe opened his mouth. His voice was like thunder, but it was ethereal. It was like the judgment of God. It was full of endless magic. It rang through the heaven and earth. His fierce face was like a ghost, and his smile was gloomy and terrible.

Many people were swallowed into the empty sky, turned into pieces of blood mist, and integrated into the old man's body. His look was very enjoyable and comfortable.

This scene, see the mortals, look pale.

Isn't that a God? Don't you want to protect people? Why kill the living.

"Ye Chen." Yang Xuan, Ling Feng and Shangguan Jiu are all struggling to turn their heads. They are calling Ye Chen, expecting him to be an immortal and save the world.

"Canglan." They are calling Ye Chen, but ye Chen is calling for evil spirits, a condensation state, which is a god like existence in the world, not to mention a spiritual emptiness state, which can not be countered by his half immortal.

However, there was no response to his call.

"How could it be so?" The imperial concubine of Yinyue, who is in the ancient tomb, is shaking her body. The pressure of her spirit is so strong that she can't even carry Ye Chen.

"Tremble!" The evil old man in the blood robe laughs ferociously, like a devil, devouring the blood of living creatures.

In the scream, more people were sucked into the air and turned into blood mist.

"Mother." Little Yang Lan's cry, is very clear, she was sucked away, petite she, without any resistance, looking at her parents, crying all over her face.

"No..." Old Yang Ge and Xia LAN screamed and both went crazy.

However, they are all mortals, do not say to save people, can not move.

"Canglan, canglan." Ye Chen is still calling. Her eyes are covered with blood and her eyes are red with blood. She has never felt that she is so useless. She can't help but watch Xiao Yang Lan be caught. Without accident, she will turn into blood mist and be swallowed up by the old man in blood robe.Blood?

Speaking of the word "blood", he seems to think of something, thinking of Qin Mengyao's blood, that is the blood of the holy King's peak, or a kind of overbearing blood.

Immediately, he moved the palm of his hand, stretched out to his waist, grabbed the hanging wine gourd, and put Qin Mengyao's blood in it.

With the click of a sound, the wine gourd was caught and burst, and the blood in it instantly burst out, one by one, into his body, turning into a terrible force.