Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"Say, I say." When the king wanted to beat him, the black fat man named Tang Sanshao, counseled again, docilely like a little lamb. "When the elders of my family said that my mother-in-law was in my blood, The state of succession is limited, so he can freely control the blood's succession limit since he was born. "

"It's the same as the old man's speculation."

"Does this work?" Ye Chen raised an eyebrow.

"It is difficult to open the mysterious boundary of the blood following, let alone to give birth in the state of the blood following the boundary. The odds are infinitely close to zero, and it depends on the good fortune." Prince Teng snake clan is mostly the same encounter. Even if he can freely control the blood succession limit, he also needs to sacrifice Shouyuan. At the same time, once more, similar to Tian Zhao, the power of domineering will be disastrously consumed. "

"I am ignorant." Ye Chen shook his head.

"Don't stop, continue." Ren Wang kicked Tang Sanshao, "Why can it increase across two realms."

"Xun Niang died after giving birth to her." Tang Sanshao said, his eyes dropped subconsciously, and a little more pain. "All the power left before her death was incorporated into her body, and once with her, she lost once. This time, the power is exhausted and I can no longer increase across borders. "

These words made Ye Chendun feel guilty.

If it weren't for him, Tang Sanshao wouldn't have to spend his life, open the blood to continue the boundaries, and he would not waste the power of his mother-in-law. This battle cost Tang Sanshao a terrible price.

The king is also coughing, and I'm sorry Tang Sanshao.

Who would have thought that a handsome little black fat man still hid these stories. I knew that, so I should sit down and have a good talk, but now it's better, and it makes people and children miserable.

"I have explained, let me go!" Tang Sanshao laughed.

"Who passed you the law of breaking the battle." The king asked again, and untied the immortal rope.

"This uncle can't say."

"Let's pull this and stew it!" Ren Wang touched his chin.

"Reliable."

"It's not that he didn't say that, but that senior didn't let him say that." Tang Sanshao said in a hurry, fearing that others would scare him. The two nasty goods in front of him might really stew him.

"You don't say, the old man also knows who it is." The king smiled and sacrifice a water curtain.

In the water curtain, a figure is reflected, but it is a young man, with eyes like stars, black hair like a waterfall, can be described as the immortal style, leisurely, and seemingly ordinary, but has the power of the king of the world. Yun Yun is a natural god, like a living fairy.

Tang Sanshao looked up, held his head for a second, and then lost his head.

This little action was seen by both the king of men and Ye Chen. Needless to say, the predecessors who spread the method of breaking the formation of Tang Sanshao are the people in the water curtain. The expression of Tang Sanshao confirms the guess.

"Being him, I'm not surprised." Ren Wang said leisurely.

"How do you know?" Ye Chen asked.

"The son of the plane, Xichen." The king said, whisking his hand to close the water curtain. "Only he can run back and forth on all planes of the heavens and the world. Only the emperor cannot come out, and no one can catch him."

"Xichen." Ye Chen murmured to himself, never heard of the name, but the son of the opposite plane has long heard of it. According to legend, the son of the plane can ignore the barriers of the plane and can freely move through the planes. The king said that if the emperor cannot come out, no one can catch the son of the plane. Naturally, the planes mentioned here do not include the underworld heaven and the demon realm.

"You can be favored by Xichen, you little black fat man, good fortune." Ren Wang booed.

"Can I leave?" Tang Sanshao whispered.

"Let's go!" The king waved his hand, and there was another ray of fairy light in his sleeve, which did not fit into Tang Sanshao's brows.

"This is good." Tang Sanshao smiled, twisted his fat body, and ran faster than the rabbit. For fear of the king's remorse, he would take it back.

Here, Ye Chen also solved the Emperor Dao Fuxi array and released the two black and white kings.

Then he and the king disappeared one after another.

When the two left, the black and white saints were relieved, and they really walked away at the gate of the ghost.

"Leave, go to Dachu." Tang Sanshao turned and was in a good mood.

"Really going to Dachu?"

"He wants to be the son-in-law of the Eucharist, that little leaf spirit, the thief likes."

"I heard that the Eucharist's temper is not so good." The two holy kings coughed. "His wives also tend to be violent. They think that the young master still has no way to find excitement."

"Don't make trouble, I'm so handsome, they definitely like it." Tang Sanshao said, shaking his head, not forgetting his hair, running and bumping, fat flickering.

I don't know what it would be like to let Ye Chen hear this conversation.

I do n’t know if you tell Tang Sanshao that the holy body was fighting with him before, will you cry on the spot? The son-in-law who had not yet become the Eucharist had a fight with Laozhangren.

Speaking of Da Chu, the Jade Girl Peak at this moment is exceptionally peaceful.

All the girls were there, most of them holding their chins, looking into the distance, their eyes were blurred, and their expressions were dark.

Twenty years, Ye Chen has been away for twenty years.

Every day and night, I missed his return, but the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. After waiting for twenty years, Ye Chen did not wait.

Between the words, a person came across in the air and landed on the Jade Peak.

It was a young man with a tough **** body, a powerful instrument Yu Xuanang, blood and blood surging like rivers and seas, deep eyes, twinkling stars, and torn lightning all over his body.

Ye Fan, he is Ye Fan, he has returned.

The daughters have stood up, with a gentle smile from their mother. Ye Fan, who was then grown up, looks like Ye Chen, and also has a certain beauty of Ye Chen. The father of the tiger has no dog.

Ye Fan smiled and didn't say a word, but his eyes always went to see a boudoir, and that boudoir, who had lived with his mother at that time, had been gone for twenty years.

At that time, he did not understand, and did not understand what is far away. He grew up and realized that the so-called distant distance is the separation between life and death, leaving only memories and nostalgia for his mother's vicissitudes.

Looking at this child, all the girls sighed, and they could not help thinking of his glorious mother-in-law.

Twenty years have passed, Ye Chen has walked for twenty years, and Ji Ningshuang has also walked for twenty years. The bitter child is this poor child. For twenty years, how long he has never seen his father and mother.

"My dear ladies, I'm back." Chen Jing was finally broken by a call of clear spirits.

Xu Tian landed another person, but a woman, dangling in white, like Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, is also a face of peerlessness, and also does not mess with the world, such as the fairy of the nine heavens.

Needless to say, Ye Ling is running home.

Seeing Ye Ling, Chu Ling didn't speak. She just looked around on the ground and looked around. It seemed like she was looking for something, but she didn't know whether she was looking for a brick or a stick.

Looking at the girls, the movements are also very consistent: rubbing the eyebrows.

No wonder they are like that, because Ye Ling is a living treasure, it's too good to do things. Since going out for the first time ten years ago, they haven't stopped, stealing things, selling aphrodisiacs, hitting the virgins, and tying the maiden.

It can be said that the shameful things that his father Ye Chen did in the past, her daughter, did not pull down the same, and there is nothing worse than it, wherever it is lively.

For this reason, the world also gave her a name: the mixed devil.

Because of her, many ancestors and lords of the hidden religion rushed to Yunvfeng for tea when everything was all right.

All heavens know that the Eucharist has a good daughter.

No one would have expected that it was not his son but his daughter who inherited Ye Chen's skill.

"Dear mothers, don't you think I am." Ye Ling smiled.

Talking, she also put down the sack she was carrying and released a 15-year-old girl.

The young girl was born with a beautiful life. Xiaojiabiyu had big eyes like water, lingering around Guanghua, like a holy lotus flower, and a gorgeous vision all over her.

At the sight of the girls, the corners of their mouths jerked.

Obviously, this young girl was **** by Ye Ling. Ye Lingxi tied the maiden, and all the heavens knew.

It turns out that this is exactly the case. The girl was frightened and her face was pale. She was playing in the stars and met Ye Ling. The two also had a good chat, but when they talked, Ye Ling pretended to be her. It's in the sack, and it's here again, it's terrifying.

"Brother, I'm looking for your daughter-in-law." Ye Ling patted Ye Fan, blinking his eyes, "I don't like it."

Ye Fan couldn't help crying and laughing, he felt that his elder sister tied his maiden everywhere, to his wife!

"Ye Ling! Come here." Chu Ling covered her heart with one hand and greeted Ye Ling with one hand.

Ye Ling was also very good. He walked over, but walked instead of walking, turned his head and ran, only because Chu Ling had a stick in her hand, and there was a spark blooming in the beautiful eyes.

"Mother, am I biological?"

"Dare to pout."

Soon, Yunvfeng became lively, Chu Ling came up with a bad temper, and held the stick to chase Ye Ling, the daughters Ladu could not hold it, a daughter, a mother, really interesting.

Ye Fan is okay and has long been used to it.

The daughters are also okay, they have long been used to it.

But the young girl who was bound by Ye Ling was a little timid, and was already scared with tears.

Jade Peak is lively, and the sky is lively.

A starry sky, swollen blood and mist, Ye Chen urged the Pharaohs to destroy the three Kings who robbed him.

It has been three months since leaving the ancient star.

Over the past three months, his understanding of the formation has been further improved. The number of holy kings that he killed with the formation method has been no less than a few hundred, including a semi-disabled holy saint.

It was another peaceful night. He sat on the sand of Xinghe River, drinking quietly, and watching Da Chu from afar.

The King of the People is also, squeezing his hands and whispering, sometimes raising his eyes, glanced at the nihilism, sometimes squinting his hands, and calculating evolution, such as a neuropathy, deities.

He didn't know when he got up, looked at one side, his brows frowned, his face was ugly.

"What's wrong." Ye Chen also stood up and looked in the direction that the King of Kings looked at. Unfortunately, he is not a quasi-perfect emperor, and he has no vision of the heavens, and he sees nothing.

"One of the people who Wu Dachu should have robbed the world, one was buried." The king shook his head with a sigh.