With Ye Ling and Tang San Shao running away, the Naihe bridge slowly dissipates.
Then, there is the city without tears. In the ethereal world, it gradually turns into nothingness. No one knows when it will come again, and what star territory it will be.
At the end of the show, the monks from all directions retreated one after another.
People's manners are still in the air. It's true that every time a city without tears comes, there are surprises every time. You can always see someone opening the blood boundary. But this time, Tang sanshao is more urine than ye Chen and Tian Jiu, and easily passes the barrier.
Speaking of Ye Chen, too many people are quite sorry.
This time, they came all the way, not only to see the city without tears, but also to see the holy body and honor. However, when the city of no tears disappeared, ye Chen did not appear.
The starry sky, gradually empty, quiet.
It's quiet here, but on the other side, it's full of excitement. Tang sanshao escapes into a dead ancient star, but ye linger catches him and presses him on the ground, which is a good beating.
Screams, loud.
The picture is also bloody.
I don't know when, ye lingcai stops, and the iron bar in his hand is broken.
That's it. Ye Ling wants another one.
The third young master of the Tang family, like a dead pig, was lying on the ground, wriggling from time to time. His round body was almost beaten into a lump. Otherwise, he was the daughter of the holy body Ye Chen. His attack was fierce and he was fighting to death.
"And pretend to be dead. Get up for me." He gave a good kick.
Don't say, Xiaohei fat man really got up. Ye Ling was very good at fighting, but he resisted beating. His twisted body also returned to normal. He wiped a handful of nosebleed and rubbed his black hand like a normal person. Happily, he came up. The thief deserved to be beaten.
Well, maybe his teeth are white, but they're not really white.
"You have to laugh." Ye Lingqi pulled three little's ears.
"Make it up. I'll make it up to you." Three young on the pain of the grin.
"It's like a human word." Ye ling'er didn't have a good airway. She finally let go. With a wave of her hand, she pulled away Tang sanshao's storage bag. "Baby, it's all mine."
"I can give it to you. When will we get married?" Tang San Shao, with a straight smile on his face, was eager to try. "We have a strong Kung Fu in bed, and we can do it for ten days and a half months
Ye Ling had no words. He only squinted and scanned the little black fat man up and down, especially in Tang sanshao's pants and crotch. He stopped for an extra second, thinking that if he kicked down, he would feel extremely sour, and then the pig killing scream would be very pleasant.
Tang sanshao is not natural, or rather chilly.
Subconsciously, he covered his pants and crotch. This is a treasure, but ye Ling can't take it away and stew it. For the rest of his life, he points to it and mixes with it. He is not a eunuch.
"Today, it's destined to be a big harvest." All of a sudden, a smile rang through the void.
Before the words fell, he saw four figures on the sky, all covered with black robes. Although they all tried to cover the origin, they could not hide such a trace or two, revealing the desolate spirit.
"The great famine." Three little suddenly color change, step out, block in front of Ye Ling body.
Even Ye Ling, who was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, looked dignified.
"Later, I'll put off time. You can take the opportunity to leave." Tang San Shao preached.
"According to the development of the plot, I should be very moved?"
"If we are lucky enough to survive, would you please let me sleep for a night?"
"Still in the mood * * I, look for a fight!"
"Ye Chen's daughter is really beautiful." When the two treasures were amused, the great sage standing in the East gave a quiet smile and licked his scarlet tongue. His white teeth were exposed, and his scarlet eyes were full of green light, just like a devil.
Tang San Shao has already taken out the guy and wants to open the blood limit immediately.
At the moment, he is no longer playing tricks and selling good, but more like a man of iron and steel. At least, until this moment, ye Linghu is still dead behind him, ready to fight hard.
"Bullying us is no skill." Ye Ling snorted coldly.
"Ye Chen is a turtle with a shrinking head. If he catches you, he will show up." The great sage of Honghuang, standing in the north, has a more gloomy laugh. His neck seems to be very uncomfortable. He always twists and twists, and the corners of his mouth are slightly cocked. His face is pleasant and his smile is quite playful.
"If you like to twist your neck like this, I'll give you enough." A light words, ring through the empty sky, cold and dry, like a king, in sentencing the people.
"Who?" The great sage suddenly drank.
However, it was a sword light, as fast as lightning.
Poof!
The blood was gushing and dazzling. The head of the great sage of Honghuang was cut off in an instant, and his real body was also killed. When his head fell, he still looked at the place in disbelief. When he arrived, he did not see who was the hand. He was a great saint of Honghuang nationality. He was instantly killed. If it was spread out, he would not be laughed off.The picture is so bloody that Tang San Shao can't help swallowing.
In a flash, a great sage of the flood and famine, how much hanging this is!
Ye Ling is more calm than others. She has seen Ye Chen butcher the emperor for three years in her mother's womb. In his eyes, only her father ye Chen is really powerful.
"Who, get out of here." The other three great saints' fury has been combined into one place. The other can kill the great sage instantly, and most of them are a quasi imperial level. You can't take it lightly.
The space is distorted for a while. Ye Chen walks out slowly, still wearing a cloak. He can't see his face clearly. Along with him, Ji ningshuang and Su Sha cover his face. He and ye Chen, one south and one north, block up the three great sages of the flood and famine in the empty sky. It seems that they are ready to go to a mass destruction.
"Well, who are you The great sage hissed, but he was sweating.
Ye Chen did not pay any attention to it. He stepped down and disappeared in a flash, and then appeared again. It was in front of the great sage, with a palm full of seal characters. He blessed the emperor and smashed his head.
No matter in the same order, the third great sage of Honghuang was killed by Ji ningshuang.
Four great saints were destroyed, three were destroyed, and the fourth one was frightened and fled to heaven.
Unfortunately, he can't go, was nine in one God war, directly sent to the netherworld.
Under this, the heaven and earth are finally at peace.
At the bottom, the half open mouth of Tang sanshao has not been closed for a long time. Four great saints of Honghuang level just met each other. They were killed by the regiment. Just watching, they all felt excited.
Ye Ling, however, was in a trance. He always felt that the two men were very familiar.
"Thank you for your help." Tang San Shao arched his hands, but he was very polite.
Ye Chen falls, ignore small black fat, see Ye Ling only, "wench, can have want Father."
Said, ye Chen picked the cloak, also pulled the cover secret method, revealed the loving father's smile.
Yuping as like as two peas, and staring at the face of Ye Chen, just like the memory of childhood, the wonderful feeling of blood thicker than water is full of heart.
For a time, her eyes were filled with water mist, condensed into frost, gushed out of her eyes, and could not stop. For 170 years, she had not seen her father for 170 years. At that time, when ye Chen left the Jade Maiden peak, she was only a two or three-year-old baby.
"And you know to come back." Ye Ling drooped her eyes and sobbed. She was very aggrieved.
"Father's fault." Ye Chen's gentle smile gently wiped away her daughter's tears.
At this moment, Ye Ling finally couldn't help but fall down in Ye Chen's arms. As in his childhood, he cried like a tearful man. For many years, his father's embrace was the warmest.
"Is this my holy father-in-law?" Tang San Shao muttered. He pinched his lips with his fingers and looked again and again. I don't know why. He seems to have seen this man in front of him.
Ye Ling is still crying, the crystal tears, wet Ye Chen's chest.
When she cried, Tang sanshao also had a little sore nose. He also wanted to join in and give a warm hug. To his embarrassment, he looked around and didn't know where to start.
Helpless, he glanced at Ji ningshuang, forced out two tears, ready to give Ji ningshuang a hug, have to cooperate with a sensational picture, at least a beauty.
"Little fat man, look for a fight!" Ji ningshuang said.
"I... I didn't want to hold." Tang San Shao laughs and feels chilly all over. The woman in front of him is not easy to be provoked. Even the sage can hold him for a second.
At the moment, Ye Ling has already got up from ye Chen's arms and lifted away Tang sanshao's tearful eyes. He only saw Ji ningshuang. The voice of Ji ningshuang's words was quite similar to that of a person in her memory. She was very gentle and beautiful. After one hundred and seventy years, she still remembered clearly, as well as the beautiful eyes of Ji ningshuang.
Ji ningshuang gently smile, covering the face of the plain yarn, slowly fade away.
"You..." Ye ling'er's eyes widened beyond belief. She had only guessed before, but at this moment, she was really sure that the woman in front of her was Ji ningshuang, Xiao YeFan's mother, and her mother. She told her stories under the moon, and stroked her small face in the dead of night to lull her into sleep.
But she couldn't believe her eyes.
At that time, when Ji ningshuang left, she was only two or three years old. She didn't know which way to go. She didn't know that Ji ningshuang was dead until she grew up. Now, she saw the living Ji ningshuang standing in front of her eyes. How dare she believe that the gentle mother is back?
"Ling'er, you miss me." Ji ningshuang's smile is still so gentle.
"Jiu Niang." Ye Ling choked and stepped forward and threw Ji ningshuang in his arms.
This time, she was no longer depressed. She finally cried out, thinking that Ji ningshuang had already passed away, but she did not realize that she was still living in the world. This surprise caught her by surprise. In 170 years, she missed her father and also thought about her mother.
"Jiu Niang?" Ye Chen picked his eyebrows and touched his chin. He couldn't help muttering. He was curious about his precious daughter. According to which standard, Ji ningshuang was named.
Is it chest circumference?
How about this father? Such a sensational picture, even think of such a dirty problem, but also chest, you ya imagination, how so rich?"Isn't the Eastern god of xuanhuang dead?" Tang sanshao, on one side, looks confused. He is sure that he is right. The immortal appearance of yaochi has been spread all over the world. He is lucky to have seen this one in front of him, which is much more beautiful than the one on the portrait.
Thinking of this, he glanced at Ye Chen again and said in secret that he was an old father-in-law! With so many beautiful girls, I'm so handsome. Why don't people care about me?
"This little fat man, what did he grow up with? Why is he so black?" Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiuyi, left and right, picked at the mouth of the cauldron, sighing and smacking their tongue. If they didn't look carefully, they didn't know that this was a person. The black was too touching. They had never seen such a black one.
At the moment, even Yang Lan looked up at Tang San Shao curiously.
In her eyes, it seems that this big black lump is also a person?