Chapter 3321

In ancient times, there was a great famine.

The empress stood quietly, looking up at the misty, looking through the void, but not through the illusory, even more hope not to wear the original time and space, even the highest peak.

So far, ye Chen has been away for many days.

But she knew that the time velocity of the two space-time must be different.

Maybe it's been over a hundred years.

Chu Lingyu and hongchenxue are also waiting in silence. They don't want Ye Chen and Hongchen to have an accident. If either of them has a change, they will never come.

Boom! Boom!

There is no end to the famine, and every few days, there will be such a scene.

Today, it is different.

There are calamities in the holy devil's domain, the evil Kingdom's domain and the heaven's devil's domain, and they are all at the same time. Throughout the two eras, this is unprecedented, and the movement is not generally great. But as everyone knows, at least two of the three demons who are in the process of famine will be buried in the natural calamity, because there is only one quota for the emperor.

In fact, it's more embarrassing than you think.

At least two people died, obviously not enough. The three regions were directly covered, no one advanced, and they were all scared out of their wits. The same instant of Tianjie was also buried in the same instant.

"Damn it."

Don't say that a generation of saints and Demons frowned. What's the situation? One by one, the other by death. It's in the dark that there's no creation?

No one gave the answer.

Some secrets are unknown to heaven, let alone them.

On this day, there is more than famine.

Just as the universe was silent, there was a dark sun coming out, and then the second, the third, and the seventh.

It's just that it's all illusory.

"Another devil to attack seven evil spirits?" Too many new emperors frown. Although they can't see clearly, they can see that the power of destruction is slowly gathering.

"No surprise."

The God is holding the wine pot, and his words are long. Last time, the God demon Chong Qi Sha was destroyed by the future man and ye Chen. It is only temporary. The heaven is in the right place, and the devil is there. It is only a matter of time before it is revealed.

"Time is running out. Don't be sorry."

The Ming emperor stroked his beard. He said it deeply. He also glanced at emperor Zun, including Xuandi and guidi. His eyes were slanting.

The moral! It's still very obvious:

the one called mengmo should lift his face when he should.

Is this a matter of face?

Emperor Zun is honest and sincere. If he doesn't want to face, he can turn mengmo home. It's easy to do. The problem is that he doesn't resist beating! The girl will kill him.

"These four teasers."

Many heavenly masters took a deep breath, and the illusion of the demons attacking the seven evil spirits came out. The end of the era was gradually drawing to an end. The whole heaven was actively preparing for war. As for these four goods, they were still discussing their daughter-in-law. They were either special products or treasures. It seemed that they had not done a serious thing.

Just get used to it.

The emperor of the heavens is very calm. The people are so unreliable when they are not reliable. When they are serious, they are all crazy and fight fiercely.

Original time and space.

Ye Chen sits on his knees in the blank universe. He does not realize Tao, but listens to the eternal immortal music. The continuous sound of Qin still seems to be heard through.

The music is melodious, ancient and wonderful.

Compared with it, ye Chen wants to know who is playing the piano. It is not a common God to play such an immortal tune. I don't know whether it is a coincidence or a deliberate one. He can lead the little girl away. If he learns this music, he can probably lead her to him in the changed time and space. If he can find it, it is hope.

This is a sitting for many years.

Although there is no concept of time in the blank universe, ye Chen has eternity, which can be recorded for more than 1000 years.

For a thousand years, his lines have not moved.

And Xiaowa, also has not returned for a thousand years, only that eternal song will ring through every hundred years, and every time I listen to it, it seems that there are different stories, including sadness, lamentation, joy, and vicissitudes. A piece of music has played out thousands of emotions, and each note is a beating eternity.

Of course, he didn't spend a thousand years in vain.

Every time there is a piece of Qin music, he will engrave it with Tao, and then it will evolve in eternity. Rao is the one who has studied for more than a thousand years, but has not found the true meaning of the music.

So, a hundred years later.

The eternal song, seems to be annihilated, full of 100 years have no echo.

In the 200th year, the baby came back.

Ye Chen only opened her eyes until now. The little baby who came back from the trip seemed to be more depressed than before. She shrugged and pulled her head. She had no spirit and spirit. She did not smile that day. Even when she passed by, she had no reaction.

"Lovelorn?"

I have never seen such a child, no matter which one, such as a small child, is driven out of the home.

Of course, this is just a metaphor.

There must be an unknown secret to why Xiaowa is so.This year, the baby fell asleep.

Before ye Chen left, he stood by the side of Xiaowa's body. He was studying it and peeping at it. He wanted to know what the existence above heaven had experienced and what kind of story it was hiding.

However, there has been no result for a hundred years.

In the 300th year, I heard the music resounding, graceful and dreamy.

The baby did not move, sleeping peacefully.

Ye Chen did not move, and closed his eyes with his knees crossed, and his meditation branded the eternal song.

Piano music, come fast, go fast.

Look at the sleeping baby, but there are strange changes, inch by inch changed shape, or from the appearance of a child, grow up into a graceful little boy.

"It's so raw."

Ye Chen fixed eyes gaze, young form of baby, like a person.

Like who?

Like Zhao Yun.

is not as like as two peas grow up to the youth, but it is exactly the same as Zhao Yunsheng. Whoever saw it is carved out of a mold.

"This is your secret?"

Ye Chen holds his hand, sits cross legged, and looks up and down at the baby. In his mouth, you refer to Zhao Yun. He knows that the goods are not simple, involving eternal immortal domain, while Xiaowa also involves eternal immortal realm. They may have some strange relationship. Maybe they are twin brothers or parents.

"Interesting." Ye Chen said deeply.

I don't know why, seeing this face of Xiaowa, my hands are a little itchy. I don't know whether it's Xiaowa or Zhao Yun.

Obviously, it is the latter.

Under his witness, Xiaowa grew from young to middle-aged, and then to old age. The vicissitudes of an inch, the aging year by year, until a dust, scattered in the boundless unknown, even ye Chen, can no longer trace.

He knew that the baby was still there.

It's just that the little guy changed his way of being.

Blink of an eye, another hundred years.

As ye Chen expected, a grain of dust reunite, and then gathered into a small child.

However, it still did not wake up.

The wonderful sound of the piano, which is also set against the scenery, resounds through the unknown again after a hundred years, with a touch of sadness, but also with a touch of sadness, which has been ringing for a hundred years.

"It should be a woman."

Ye chennan's words, listening quietly with her eyes closed, seem to see a beautiful shadow. Dancing under the moon, playing the piano in the clouds, and smiling and frowning, it is like a dream that she has played an eternal song, stirring up legends and myths.

But ye Chen exhausted his eyesight and failed to see who it was.

However, no matter where you look at it, it feels a little familiar.

I don't know. He knows it.

It's interesting to see how many secrets are hidden in eternity and beyond the universe, whether he is ignorant of the truth or not.

The piano stopped again.

Look at the word Xing Xiaowa, again wake up, a person sitting there in a daze.

Strange changes, staged again.

Or that baby, with the naked eye visible speed, grew up into a teenager.

"It's so raw."

Or this sentence, ye Chen again carried a son, and look strange.

When the baby becomes a young man, I feel a little confused.

this time, as like as two peas, Zhao Yun's face was not the same as his leaf, but it was exactly the same as his leaf Chen. He looked at it and thought he was looking at it in the mirror.

How to do, still itchy.

Ye Da Shao's a look, very good show this words.

Thanks to the absence of heaven and man, otherwise, we will be happy.

Even if you look at your own face, are so itchy, you can see that ye Chen, is not popular, casually carry out a, want to beat you!

Bullshit is bullshit.

At the critical moment, the tenth emperor of the great Chu is still very reliable. All the time he is watching, he understands that the little baby grows into Zhao Yun, but it is very strange to grow into him.

Ah!

When he looked at it, the baby suddenly roared with all her strength. She looked up to the sky and roared. Her anger was also mourning. Every sound came from her soul.

No, no, No!

After that, it is the baby's sobbing, kneeling there, such as a humble prisoner, dishevelled long hair, half of his face covered, crying tears.

It is eternal tears, flashing is the light of vicissitudes.

Ye Chen is silent, baby cry too painful, he seems to feel the same, the soul is also a burst of pain, subconsciously to touch the corner of the eye, it is moist.

What's going on.

This moment, an unprecedented confusion, cage dusk Ye Chen mood.

Doubt fog, too much doubt fog.

If Zhao Yun has something to do with Xiaowa, he can't get rid of it. Otherwise, there are so many people. Why do they become them because of eternity?

Ha ha ha!

The baby was as mad as if she had been howling and crying. The more she laughed, the more tears she had in her eyes, she did not know whether she was crying or laughing. She was really like a madman.It is gone, dishevelled, such as no soul, also like a corpse walking meat, not drinking, not drunk, but walking all the way unsteadily.

Ye Chen follows silently, from the small baby's body, saw does not know is his back, also has Zhao Yun's, one cries, one smiles, one cries.

Gradually, he couldn't keep up with the baby.

It is out of the universe again, or so crazy, across the barrier of the universe, it seems to be able to hear his crying and laughing, with that suddenly sounded eternal song, interwoven into a funeral song, listening to Ye Chen can not help tears.

Since then, for 800 years, he has never seen her again.

There is also the eternal song, which has not been played in these 800 years.

Ye Chen is still waiting, waiting for the piano sound, but he has not learned it; he is also waiting for Xiaowa, who has not yet figured out its identity. He has come to the most original time and space, and Ben Qingming's mind has lost a layer of confused and hazy at dusk.