Under the eyes of the public, ye Chen walked down from the sky, all over the body, without a trace of brilliance, ordinary, like a mortal.
Then, it should be the return of the emperor's way. The world may not feel much about it, but the four Supreme masters of heaven, earth and man are oppressed.
"The holy body of emperor Cheng is really different."
Quite a lot of talents gathered around Ye Chen, and surrounded Ye Chen in three circles and outside three circles. Each of them held hands and swept up and down. Some of them were restless. Sometimes they even reached out and pinched Ye Chen's small arms and legs. It seems that they still want to give ye Chen some blood.
The old people are much more reserved. Standing not far away and stroking their beards, they have a rather unreal feeling. As they watch ye Chen grow up, the little guy has become a myth and the legend has become immortal.
"In the future, you have to take it easy. This product can kill us with a fart."
"This metaphor is so vivid."
"Brother and sister! It's more reliable to replace your bed with iron. "
"It's the shaking of the mountains."
A group of talented people are still chirping. When they are around Ye Chen, they do not forget to tell Nanming Yushu to wash them. Emperor Cheng's holy body is not for fun. If one is not done well, it will kill people.
After that, the talent went to heaven.
"Go home."
Ye Chen smile, with his wife and children, gradually away.
After death, the world is still not enough, is to see them go.
The heavens, again emperor, or a holy body.
And they are all the witnesses of myth.
"Most people in later generations are embarrassed."
Too many old men stroked their beards and spoke with great sincerity. One yechen and one yaochi were pestered in front of each other. The probability of preaching was not too much. The two emperors were so rebellious.
It's more peace of mind. Ye Chen points out against the sky, so you don't have to worry about the invasion of foreign lands. It's hard for anyone to use it.
This night, doomed to sleep.
At night, ye chenpan in the old tree, closed eyes pan knee.
If you have become an emperor, you have to integrate Tao.
Nanming jade gargle is there, holding their cheeks one by one, encircling Ye Chen. Have they met the emperor Cheng's ancient sacred body or met for the first time? It seems strange at first.
But no matter how you look at it, it's not as clear as yaochi.
The emperor's vision is quite high. Since ye Chen sat down, Yao Chi has not known for how long. Ye Chen's origin and blood are still there. She has been integrated with the emperor's Taoism. She has a mysterious power. She knows only those powers. As a great emperor, she does not have them.
There is also the brand of the emperor, far from her comparable.
The same emperor, ye Chen gave her a very depressed feeling.
From ye Chen's eyes, she looks to Ye Ling.
The little girl, since returning to the Jade Maiden peak, looked at her body curiously, adding a layer of fairyland.
Today, she is an imperial daughter, and her father has become an emperor. She also benefits from the fact that her blood dissolves in water and is nourished by divine power.
The next day, before it was bright, there was a surge of people.
Overlooking the star dome, you can see a stream of human figures, flowing from all directions of the starry sky into Da Chu, which is shared by both the old and the young.
They did not come to visit the mountains and rivers, but to listen to the heavenly voice of the emperor's way. The heavenly sound of Ye Chenrong is more precious than the artistic conception of the emperor's way. When listening to the heavenly sound, they have an epiphany, that is, nature.
In those years, when Yao Chi became emperor, they all came.
Today's black mountain is a holy land, and it has become a big one.
Holy land, isn't it? One door, two emperors, unprecedented, outstanding as ye Chen, (March 9, 2020)
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