Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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At night, it gradually deepened, and everything was silent.

The autumn wind was blowing, and the woman in the dream left again, and came silently, and walked silently, and then looked at Qin Mengyao, who had been drinking unconscious, fell asleep on the stone table, and occasionally a nightmare or two , Have a name called Zhao Yun.

"Ask what is love in the world, and teach life and death."

Ye Chen sighed, but she was not idle. On Qin Mengyao, she flipped around and wanted to find some baby or something. When she was done, she sent the girl back to the underworld, and Qin Mengyao woke up to find out, Want to find him to settle accounts, can not come to the heavens, so what are you afraid of.

The egg hurts that Qin Mengyao had nothing but the fairy clothes he was wearing.

"Anyway, it's also a general, not at all authentic." Looking for no fruit, Ye Chen poked his lips, but he couldn't, he gave people clothes! Although he is thick-skinned, he still has a bit of temper.

Qin Mengyao has fallen asleep. If he is still awake, he will be beaten for a while, just like you, and still have a face? Are you authentic while someone is drunk and stealing a baby?

"Your junior family is very promising." The Emperor on the Ming Mountain in the world has a meaningful face.

"The folk customs are so good, and the habits are good." Emperor Huang said in a serious way, saying very shamelessly, that the ancient and holy body is dignified, and does nothing serious, and cleans up the work of stealing chickens and dogs.

But these two great, still underestimated Ye Chen's urine.

In the scene in the garden, there is some lawlessness. What about the cruel man who slaughtered the emperor is bleeding blood to Qin Mengyao? It's a rare trip, so you have to leave something, and if you don't have a baby, let's put some blood.

Di Huang rubbed his eyebrows. Ye Chen was so straightened that he lost his face and lost all his face.

The Emperor of the Underworld is still reliable. In view of Ye Chen's excellence, he personally ordered: Whenever in the future, the underworld strongmen are immersed in the heavens by Ye Chentong, there is no need to think about it. In order to fight, don't save face for Emperor Huang.

Ye Chen knew nothing about the underworld, and was still bleeding Qin Mengyao for a whole bowl. He had no worries about what would happen to Qin Mengyao, a holy king, and there was nothing to bleed.

Under the moon, Qin Mengyao's blood was purple, glittering, and a stream of immortality was flowing. Her blood was not weak and contained magnificent sperm, which was much more precious than Yuan Jing.

Just before dawn, he sent it back.

I heard that after waking up, Qin Mengyao went straight to the first Yan Luo Hall, and went to the Temple of the First Yan Luo. He was beaten one by one for nothing. It ’s because Ye Chen was also the Hall of the Palace. When they arrived, the people in the temple did not know why they were beaten.

In the early morning, Ye Chen went out cheerfully and traveled for a few months. He did not forget to set up a stand, and went to Xiaoyuan opposite to take a look.

The old man got up early and was cooking a fire. His grandson was very sensible and took small steps to help the old man get the tableware.

Ye Chen did not bother and went to the bustling street.

Today, there are not many ordinary fortune-tellers. There are people from Puxian Town, but there are also admirers. Until the evening, there is still a line of elders.

Yang Xuan and Shangguan Yan came, one with a big face and a dark face and one with a swollen nose. Peeping last night was not light. It was nothing. God knew it was the daddy ’s goods and kicked them. It's big.

The two came here to find Ye Chen's fortune-telling, and who was the one who beat them up last night.

Forget it, Ye Chen naturally let it go. After finishing the calculation, they scolded the two of them with a good scold, a master of martial arts, went peeping in the middle of the night, and shamelessly, neither of them could lift their heads.

After that, Puxian Town became lively. The mad Yang Ge and Xia Lan, each holding a sword and holding a sword, chased and killed the two in the street, causing the whole street to jump.

"Life is like a play, it is wonderful." Ye Chenchen set out, watching with interest, and more and more felt that his ability to pit people was already in full swing.

At night, Ye Chen finally saw Xiao Yang Lan. The little guy was still very kind to Ye Chen. The look of two or three years old was pink and dumb, like an elf, but unfortunately, it was the life of a lonely star. If it were not for the condemnation of this age, she was destined to be lonely all her life.

Out of Yang House, he did not return to the small garden and went to the old tomb.

The Yinyue Princess was still there, and her cultivation was still a little better.

Ye Chen took half a bowl of Qin Mengyao's blood and merged into that source crystal. The essence of the source crystal rose instantly. The entire main tomb was full of spirits, hazy, illuminated by immortals, and brilliant.

The Yinyue Princess was amazed. She had such a majestic divine power in her blood alone, and it was difficult for her to understand.

"This is a special bloodline. When you go to the Xiujie in the future, you will see more and stronger." Ye Chen explained with a smile, and explained the bloodline mystery to the princess, including God possession.

The princess listened intently, and she remembered every word that Ye Chen said.

This shake is another three days.

Until the night of the fourth day, Ye Chen only came out of the tomb and walked slowly in the mountains and forests, looking up at the starry sky. The luck of this world is converging toward the south. That is the luck of the emperor. Gradually moving towards reunification. Before that, war was inevitable, and only three princely kings remained. The situation of three-legged standing would soon be broken.

If, as he said, half a month later, the three princes fought, a two-on-one lineup, with three parties participating in the army, with millions of troops.

This battle lasted for three years. The King of Chu and the King of Han won, and captured the capital of Qin Kingdom. The Qin King's defeat and suicide marked the collapse of Qin Kingdom. In this world, the situation of the three-legged standing has become a North-South confrontation. Everyone knows that in the future, the one who will dominate the country will be one of the King of Chu and the King of Han, so it won't be long before the flames of war will reignite the north and south of the river, and that battle will bring rivers and mountains together.

The morning sun is still so kind.

Ye Chen at the table, with his hands on his chin, was bored.

It's another three years, and the people he waited for haven't come yet. He doesn't know how long he has to wait, only that this practice will be extremely long.

In the past three years, he has gone out more than once, appearing in ancient cities and villages. He wanted to see if this ancient star really has reincarnation. Unfortunately, he never found the same original soul. Because of this, he was even more confused. There was no reincarnation. The natural soul of Wang Qizi's life is unexplainable. The contradiction between the front and back is very puzzling.

Not long after, Yang Ge Lao and Xia Lan came, and they also brought Yang Yang.

Yes, Xia Lan is still alive and lived another three years.

Compared with her, Yang Lan is a bit weird. She has been six years old for three years and three years, but she has not grown at all. She is still two or three years old. Every time she appears, she will attract strange eyes and engage in Mr. Yang Ge, who comes to Ye Chen every day, expects a reasonable explanation. He can only grow old and not tall.

Ye Chen knew it well, but he could n’t say that the problem was not in Xiao Yang Lan, but in Ye Fan. At this moment, he did n’t have to go to see that Ye Fan, like Xiao Yang Lan, stopped at the age of two or three. This is the life and death of each other, and how long it will take to grow up is still unknown.

"Heaven ... heaven is dark." I wonder who was amazed all his life, causing the people to look up.

Early in the morning, the sky was dark, but it was getting dark, thinking it was going to rain, but the problem was that there was no sign of rain!

"Monk." Ye Chen frowned.

As soon as he said this, he heard nothing rumbling, and the lightning flashed.

Then, a blood-colored figure manifested in Xutian, but he was an old man, wearing a blood-colored python robe, holding a dragon stick in his hand, like a god, standing in Xutian with a playful look, overlooking all beings.

"Immortals ... immortals?" The people in Puxian Town all opened their mouths. There were so many people who had been stunned and prayed to God for help.

"Is that a fairy?" The three Lingfengs went out of the door, and looked up at the sky.

"Swallowing blood magic skills." So many people, only Ye Chen's face, ugly to the extreme, recognized the practice of the old man in the blood robe, extremely evil, need to nourish his body with the blood of the soul, he came The purpose is obviously to swallow mortal blood to help him cultivate.

Hum!

When Ye Chen watched, the virtual sky trembled, and a powerful coercion immediately swelled into the sky, causing the sky to swell, and the people of Puxian Town also spurted blood and couldn't move.

Among them, Ye Chen is also a monk in the spiritual realm. His coercion is not something Ye Chen can handle.

"All living beings are ants, and they are fused with me. It is a great fortune for you." The old man in the blood robe opened his mouth, sounding like thunder, but he was extremely intimidating, like the judgment of God, full of endless magic, resounding in the heavens and earth, the fierce face, like one Evil, grinning and terrifying.

The screams suddenly started, and many people were swallowed into the sky, and turned into a piece of blood mist, melted into the old man's body, his look was very enjoyable and extremely comfortable.

This scene, looking at mortals, looks pale.

Isn't that god? Do n’t you want to protect Cangsheng? Why slaughter souls.

"Ye Chen." Yang Xuan, Ling Feng, and Shangguan Yan turned their heads in a difficult way, calling Ye Chen, looking forward to him as an immortal, capable of turning the tide and saving the world.

"Cang Lan." They are calling Ye Chen, but Ye Chen is calling for a demon, a condensed spirit state, which is a god-like existence in the world, let alone a spiritual illusion, not his semi-immortal, so Competitive.

Of course, there was no echo of his call.

"How could this be." The Yinyue Princess, who was in the tomb, was also shaking for a while, and the pressure of the spiritual realm was too strong, and even Ye Chen couldn't carry it, she couldn't carry it.

"Just shiver!" The eerie laughter filled the sky, the evil old man in the blood robe, the laughing cricket, like a demon, swallowed the blood of souls unscrupulously.

In the scream, more people were sucked into the air, and then turned into blood mist.

"My dear." Xiao Yang Lan's cry was so crisp that she was sucked away, the petite her, without any resistance, looking at her father and mother, crying with tears on her face.

"No ..." Yang Ge Lao and Xia Lan screamed, both going crazy.

However, they are all mortal.

"Cang Lan, Cang Lan." Ye Chen was still calling, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were red with blood. I never felt so useless. I watched Yang Lan being arrested, but there was nothing she could do, no accident. , She will turn into a mist of blood, swallowed by the old man in the blood robe.

blood?

Speaking of blood words, he seemed to think of something, thinking of Qin Mengyao's blood, which was the blood of the Holy King peak, or a kind of overbearing blood.

Immediately, he moved his palm hard, reached to his waist, grabbed the hanging wine gourd, Qin Mengyao's blood, and packed it inside.

With a click, the wine gourd was caught and burst, and the blood inside burst out instantly, and a trace of it melted into his body and turned into a terrible power.