Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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At night, quiet and solitary, bright moonlight, sprinkled the small garden.

At the foot of the wall, Ye Chen'an squatted there, holding his head in his hands, like a prisoner in labor camp, and his body was clearly visible. It was women's footprints, good hair, and messier than a chicken nest.

This picture is quite pleasing to the eye.

The great Emperor Chu of the majestic heavens was abducted all the way, and everything was done. The emperor slaughtered more than one statue. What a record of being against the sky, he was convinced by the evil gods.

"It's undeniable that my **** ... is a bit heavy." Not far away, the demon leaned on Erlang's legs, sitting gracefully, facing the small mirror, taking care of his hair, and treating Ye Chen a good meal. A lighthearted.

Ye Chen burst into tears, and the ancient Eucharist was beaten and wept.

Whenever this time, in his heart, he would be serious and scold the king a hundred times. This is the person you are looking for? Let's go crazy!

"We're beaten and beaten, without revenge." The demon's smile was still so magical.

Hearing this, Ye Chen almost jumped up, an impulse to scold her mother, and she was full of strange sutras in an instant. You madmen, have stunned Lao Tzu, and you still have no revenge? You want to be beautiful, don't wait for the little master to beat you, the first one to lift your blue world.

"I have nothing to do today, I went to the gates of the heavens." The demon finally closed the small mirror, and turned his eyes gently, looking at Ye Chen with a smile.

"Have you gone to Dachu?" Ye Chen got up in a hurry, full of hope, looking forward to hearing about the wife and children from the demons.

The demon laughed without saying a word, only flicking his sleeves, and a curtain of water turned into Ye Chen's eyes. What appeared inside was the hometown of Dachu. The picture was finally fixed in Hengyue, or the pretty mountain, where all the girls Now, quietly looking up at the stars ...

Ye Chen looked dazzling, his eyes were hazy, his hometown was so beautiful, one mountain, one water, one grass, one tree, one person, one shadow, just like the memory, warm and kind, red dust practiced for 70 years, that piece Land is the sustenance of his soul.

"I'm going home." Ye Chen looked at the demons.

"When to wait for that person and when to let you go."

"Who the **** did you let me wait for?" Ye Chen didn't squint. He didn't know how many times he asked this question.

"In other years, you will know for yourself." The whisper of the demon, such as the fairy song of the magpie, "You just need to understand that you have to wait for her, and also wait for her, regardless of the century or millennium. Causality. "

Ye Chen was silent, lowered his eyes, and stopped questioning, because he knew that the demon would not say.

Seeing Ye Chen not saying a word, the demon got up, looked at nothingness, and leisurely said, "This time, it is still the previous question: you know where the king of the king should be hijacked."

"If you have been to Dachu, you should have seen Donghuang Taixin, and you should also understand that in this world, no one can find the king who should be robbed. He is the ancestor of Zhoutian. This is the existence of phaselessness. After too many opportunities, his robbery has been a supreme taboo since the beginning. "Ye Chen sat under the tree with a calm tone and hoarse tone, not that he did not say it, but that he did not know at all. He was passed on by Zhou Tian, ​​but his way of doing it was ten thousand miles away, and the king ... is not an ordinary person.

This time, the evil spirit changed, and what Ye Chen said at the moment was exactly the same as what Dong Huang said.

The breeze blew and she was gone, silent.

Moonlight, and then fell into peace.

Under the old tree, Ye Chen sat there, burying his eyes, like a stone statue, without moving, he could only see the vicissitudes of his face through the gap of the hair.

Night, quietly dispersed.

On the new day, he sat back to the fortune teller and asked him for a divination.

"When to learn fortune-telling." In the tea house opposite, Yang Xuan murmured, he is also a friend of the sword master, who knows Ling Feng quite well, but never knows that the sword master is also good at divination, if not for his own eyes He didn't believe it.

Since Ye Chen closed his eyes, Yang Xuan glanced at him again.

Wuxian Town looks ordinary, but in fact it is a mixed fish and dragon, hiding too many martial arts masters, playing various roles, just wait for him to appear.

"Yinshan old dog, you wait for Lao Tzu." Yang Xuan secretly cursed.

"Flick off, flash off." He screamed fiercely as he watched, ringing the street.

Looking away, I realized that it was a group of soldiers with long swords on their waists, and they were very suffocating. They were all arrogant and arrogant, pushing the street people in the way to the side, the means was rude.

They are all surrounded by one person, but their head is a middle-aged man wearing armor and looking at his rank. It should be a general with a fierce look, a tiger-backed waist, a scar on his face, a pair of big eyes, a dragon Between the tiger steps, the majesty of the superior is quite.

Passers-by did not dare to provoke, and tacitly hid to both sides.

During the conversation, several people had arrived, and those who came for fortune-telling were expelled, and General Scar was sitting at the table with a cloak, needless to say, he was a guarantor. His personal guard was very dedicated. Standing neatly in two rows, passers-by who watched were afraid to approach.

"I heard that your fortune-telling is accurate." General Scar Scar laughed and rubbed his neck comfortably.

"It's okay." Ye Chen smiled without fear, and the moment General Scar came, he knew who it was.

Today, there are 10,000 troops stationed in the old grave outside the town of Wuxian, and the 10,000 army is led by the man in front of him, holding heavy soldiers, authentic generals, and fighting bravely. King Yan sends him to guard the tomb. It shows how much attention is paid to that old grave.

The battles of 10,000 troops in the world are not too small, not to mention ordinary people, even masters such as Yang Xuanna, are quite daunting. If General Scar is willing, you can set foot on Puxian Town with an order.

"Come, make a divination with the general." General Scar smiled, but it was hard to hide the fierceness.

"But I don't know what the general is," Ye Chen laughed.

"random."

"Then it is fierce." Ye Chen saved three copper coins and scattered them on the table.

General Scar gave a glance, didn't speak, and fought against him. He knew nothing about the divination, and only waited for Ye Chen to solve the divination.

"This hexagram is a combination of yin and yang, with three good lucks and nine evils. Recently, the general is afraid of misfortune." Ye Chen leisurely said.

"The meaning of the master, this handsome is about to die soon?" General Scar Scar smiled at Ye Chen, his smile was quite ridiculous.

"It's true on hexagrams."

"It's nonsense." Before the General Scar opened his mouth, the guard behind him screamed, and the long knife hanging from his waist was drawn out.

"Presumptuous." General Scar gave a cold hum, waved his hands freely, drank the guard, turned his eyes, and looked at Ye Chen with interest, "You talk about where the trouble comes from."

"Poor roads are limited and can't be counted for the time being." Ye Chen sighed and played again, and joking, how could he not count it out, it was clear at a glance, but he did not want to say anything.

"Interesting." General Scar's mouth slightly tilted, not embarrassed, Ye Chen, got up and left, striding into the restaurant.

This time, he came to drink for fun, to run fortune-telling, and only rose for a while. He licked his blood on the tip of his knife. He had never seen any battles. Since birth, he has not believed in fortune-telling. When farting.

He left, and all the soldiers followed, and before he left, he gave a cold glance at Ye Chen, not even fortune-telling money.

Because of them, the guests in the restaurant were all kicked out. It was not ordinary and arrogant. No one dared to mess with them, otherwise, most of them would fall to the ground.

The restaurant shopkeeper was even afraid to say a word, flattery flattered, respectfully.

This is a bunch of evil spirits, but we have to entertain them.

drink!

Today's restaurants have become more lively than before, mostly with unscrupulous laughs. Each of them is arrogant. Seeing this situation, I didn't plan to give money for dinner.

Ye Chen hadn't seen it. He sat securely and was too arrogant.

Not long after, Yang Ge came out old, moved a chair, and sat there next to Ye Chen, meaning meaningfully, "The people, Yintang is black!"

"Even if you can see it, that proves ... it's really dark." Ye Chenbai said boringly.

"Amazing as an official? I provoked the old man and destroyed them." Yang Ge said in a low voice, and couldn't get used to the arrogance of the people.

However, he has disappeared and does not want to have more troubles.

If this is put back then, the newborn calf is not afraid of the tiger, and it doesn't agree with one another.

Eighteen years later, there is another animal, oh yeah ... man.

Ye Chen said nothing, and was indifferent to such things.

"The man across from the tea house, do you know where it came from?" Yang Ge poke Ye Chen, "I can see that he is easy to overdo, he is definitely a master of martial arts, and his internal force is scary."

"Wulin ranks third, Yang Xuan."

"Yang ... Yang ..." Yang Ge was shocked and said two Yang characters. He didn't say his name, for fear of loud sounds, and was heard by outsiders. If this name is spoken, Xixian Town will be lively .

Seeing Ye Chen's expression, Yang Ge Lao Du is definitely not joking. The person in the tea house opposite is really Yang Xuan.

For a while, Lao Yang's expression became particularly wonderful.

Who would have thought that those who were hunted down by the king of Yan Manchu were actually hiding in this Xianxian town, and, just opposite the teahouse, had previously kicked him and almost gave him away.

"Wulin ranks third, and it is really bold." After the shock, Yang Ge couldn't help sighing, knowing Yang Xuan's intentions, even though Xianxian Town was dangerous, it was also the safest place.

He should be very honored, and today I saw Yang Xuan, a master.

"Grandpa, no!"

"roll."

When Yang Ge sighed, the restaurant made a loud noise, the beggar of the restaurant owner begged, and the scar of the general was hissing.

Then, I saw the shopkeeper, flew out from the restaurant, and smashed heavily on the ground. The coughing blood in the mouth and the footprints on the chest were very eye-catching.

"Dad." He called out and came out of the restaurant with a crying cry, the daughter of the restaurant's shopkeeper.

"Little girl, don't run!" General Scar was drunk, and his face was kinky. Evil, tearing the shopkeeper's shirt indiscriminately.

Everything came too abruptly, and the street people really listened.

At this moment, even Yang Xuan, who was opposite the tea house, opened the window. It is not difficult to imagine that what happened in the restaurant must be General Scar, and the daughter of the shopkeeper, which caused trouble.