Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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"Why do you ask that?" The female saint body returned, and the meal in her mouth swallowed.

"Nothing, just curious." Ye Chen shrugged and was quite sensible, constantly filling the female holy body and filling people with rice bowls, as if to say, "Eat, what you make, even if it ’s unpalatable." Finish, do n’t take the porcelain work without that diamond!

The female saint body is also on the road, and simply pick up the plate, and the remaining dishes are all poured into the Yechen bowl. This set of actions also seems to be saying: you ca n’t finish eating and kill you.

A picture of a male Eucharist and a female Eucharist, which is intertwined with each other. Although it is not very harmonious, it is also difficult to hide the warmth. It is like a couple, a special living treasure, a beautiful show of love, dedicated to those single dogs. Look, this so-called single dog is obviously referring to Emperor Ming. As for Emperor Huang, people have daughters-in-law, but they have died.

A breakfast was eaten in an extremely strange atmosphere.

Ye Chen was suffocating and stretched lazily.

The expression of the female saint body is not very optimistic. A badly tasted breakfast, she ate directly, and she was almost sick with Ye Chen. Ye Dasha had even scratched the bark. This unpleasant breakfast is only pediatric.

"Thunderfield has been searched, go to other planes!" Ye Chen smiled.

"It's easy to say." The female saint's body is also straightforward, Yushou flicked and opened a gate of the domain.

Ye Chen was the most active and stepped in.

But when the female saint walked away, she could not help but glance at the small garden, the eaves, and the ancient city. It was here that she collected the first bunch of flowers in her life, and for the first time tilted her cheek to the shoulder of a man, and for the first time. Cooking while cooking, the taste is not bad, but it is also quite memorable.

This is also the first time that the feminine saint body of Fenghua has a smile named tenderness, and this mortal town is also destined to carry her a beautiful memory.

Slowly closed her eyes, she also entered the domain door.

The two reappear, they are other domains, their waters.

It is really a realm as its name hangs in the emptiness, all eyes are full of water, you can see islands of different sizes, such as pearls, inlaid in the vast ocean.

Compared to the ice, thunder and fire, the boundaries of this water are not generally vast. The three domains combined may not be as large as this water, and the spiritual power is not as thick as the water. The clouds and clouds on the sea give this area The world adds a touch of mystery.

Ye Chen had taken the map, floated in front of him, outlined with a pen, and planned a route.

The female saint body is leisurely, frowning in front of the small mirror, coming out from Thunderfield, as if paying more attention to the image, it is beautiful, with a simple eyebrow, creating a thousand styles.

After three or five minutes, Ye Chen collected the map and went straight to the nearest island. When she arrived, she did not see the change of the female saint, causing the female saint to be slandered for a while.

Not long after, the two settled down and fell into an island with an ancient city on it, which is quite vicissitudes and ancient.

Unfortunately, there are no reincarnated people and no people should be robbed. As for the person who hides the origin of the demon in his body, he has not seen it, so that they have not died before and after, the two came out and ran down to another island.

At this time, Ye Chen's luck did not seem to be very good. After searching for islands, he could not find the reincarnated soul.

At the thirty-second island, Ye Chen had something to gain. He searched for a reincarnated person, who belonged to the Haotian family of the previous life. In terms of seniority, Haotian Shiyue had to call his uncle.

Ye Chen solved the memory of his predecessor, which is inevitable.

Every time at this time, Ye Chen will consciously absorb the power of reincarnation. When it is done, she will always give the female saint the body, throwing away a charming little look: Seeing no, the method of ingesting the power of reincarnation, I have learned.

In this regard, the female body is expressionless, and only covers her mouth with a smile at the bottom of your heart. If your mother did not demonstrate for you, can you learn it?

It was getting dark, and night fell.

The waters under the moon are shimmering, and the small islands are more like pearls, shining with gorgeous light and dotted with wonderful pictures.

Ye Chen was extra busy and didn't stop for a day.

By the sixth month, the two had fallen on a small island, which was the last unfinished island in the waters. Regrettably, Ye Chen had not gained anything.

It was also night, the two did not leave, and they rested.

The female saint voluntarily volunteered and made a dinner, which tasted a lot better than the previous breakfast, but these are not important, whether they are delicious or not, Ye Chen has to finish it, and she must also eat very much. Incense, because, because it is made by the female saint, if you do n’t eat, you will suffer. The witty Ye Dao already knows this.

In the early morning, the female saint body opened the door of the domain, and it was a new journey.

The new territory has a different kind of scenery.

In the years that followed, Ye Chen was still so diligent that all the fields he had found, whether they were large or small, or stayed for a few days or months, were rewarded, or returned without power, and shuttled through the major fields. , Day and night, repeat the same mission.

Blink, but three years ago.

In the past three years, the floods have not been disturbed, and the heavens are still quite calm. Most of the quasi-persecutors who have been robbed have returned, but more than 90% belong to the floods.

However, the tide of robbery is not over, and the famine still has some scruples. They dare not start wars arbitrarily, and all the races are dormant.

In the fourth year, the sealed Donghuang Taixin regained consciousness from the deep sleep, and the vicissitudes of life could not be covered. Compared to that year, there was a lot of silence, and it would always stand in front of the monument in the dead of night. , Quietly looking at the fragmented Yuanshen jade card, and inadvertently, looking at the sword injustice jade card, flashing bright light, that is a portrayal of life, giving enough time to the days, the heavenly sword gods will be in opposition God returns.

On a quiet night, the goddess Kunlun stood in front of the monument again, not stern or silent.

Behind him, the space was distorted for a while, and the son of the plane, Xi Chen, walked out from the inside to see its shape, slightly tired.

"Where is Ye Chen?" Dong Feng whispered.

"God knows." Xi Chen shook her head helplessly. He was looking for each other in a realm. He didn't see Ye Chen's trace, or someone took Ye Chen and deliberately avoided him, so that they would always be coincidental. Unexpectedly, there are so many domains, it is not easy to find them.

The son of the plane has been wondering, where did the tenth emperor of Da Chu go? If the world evaporates, for a few moments, he almost thought that Ye Chen had been killed.

Fortunately, Ye Chen's Yuanshen Jade card is still there, shining with a full frame of light, which proves that the life is good, I do n’t know, which corner to run to go to the waves, and looked for three For more than a year, I just couldn't find it, you said it was irritating.

Dong Huang was too silent, Dai Mei frowned slightly, and always felt an ominous premonition, and it was this ominous premonition that caused her to wake up from her deep sleep.

Xi Chen sat for a long time, then left again, and continued to find Ye Dasha.

Before leaving, he also went to see the God of Creation, sealed for a few years, and still asleep. The origin of the demon in his body has not decreased at all, but has increased. If it was not suppressed by the imperial soldiers, it would have been turned into a demon.

In the fifth year, Ye Chen and the female saint embody the body style.

This area is very interesting. The howling winds raged day and night in the heavens and the earth. There must be dozens of levels. During the tracing journey, people always saw people flying in the air, all of them were wind. The monk was okay. The wind was small and fell and he could not die. Speaking of mortals, he was afraid to go out, for fear of going to heaven without paying attention.

On the top of a hill, the dedicated Emperor Chu, buried his head and marked it on the map.

It ’s been five years since he left the heavens, and he does n’t even know that he has been away for so long, but his journey was not unrequited. He met every one of the robbers and looked for a lot of people who have the origin of the devil. One by one.

The reincarnation has also found a lot of it. Each time it is found, it will be a small opportunity. The power of reincarnation will gradually accumulate as the years change, and the understanding of the law of reincarnation will gradually become the essence.

What makes his eyes sad is that there are still too many reincarnated people, such as Dragon Lord, Tiger Baby, Ye Xingchen, Daohuang, King Ouyang, Shen Xuanzhang ... or there is no news, even him Without any faith, I always felt that those heroes had already become a historical dust.

To her side, the female holy body stood upright, but this time, she didn't draw her thrush, didn't care about her hair, and just looked at Ye Chen quietly.

For five years, she has followed Ye Chen for five years, and she is used to all the wind and dust. Whenever she arrives in the last city of Yumen, she will cook like a wife, cook a meal for five years, and his mana is not good at all. But the culinary arts are at their peak, absolutely master-level.

Under the starry night, she looked at Ye Chen with a touch of tenderness, all of which was the precipitation of five years, and the companionship of tenderness was a complex color, which became increasingly dense.

I do not know since when, she did not dare to look directly at Ye Chen's eyes, only when the years were quiet, secretly to see, hazy heart, I do not know if it is drunk or guilty.

"Hey, what do you want?" Ye Chen rushed up to see her in a daze and waved her hand.

The female saint's thoughts were interrupted, and she panted her eyes and looked around to avoid Ye Chen's eyes.

"What is the situation in Borneo, so small?" Ye Chen looked weird. He didn't need to look through the map, just looked up, and he could see the sky at a glance. I can't estimate its territory. The circle is only a few dozen miles, but in Wanwan. The smallest area has only one ancient city.

The spiritual power here is thin, and it is not suitable for immortal cultivation. Even if there is a monk, it will never surpass the real sun.

This is precisely the fact that when the two came to the only ancient city in this area, there were indeed not many monks, ninety-nine are all mortal, and the highest monk realm was only the first in the realm of the sun, a late old man , Shou Yuan's not much kind.

Hey!

Ye Chen sighed, took the jug, and walked all the way. He has done this all these years. Even though there have been reincarnated people, most of them have been buried in the years. A pot of muddy wine is a memorial service. Da Chuying soul, no matter how difficult it is to return home.

He is still very kind, sacrificing the source stone, condensed into the source of the spirit, and integrated into this world, to gather spiritual power and provide the source of cultivation for the old monks.

Again, the two stopped to rest.

The picture in the garden is still very warm. In front of the stove, the female holy body is busy.

Under the moon, she is quiet and beautiful, with a touch of vanity and a ray of ordinary fireworks.

Not far away, Ye Chen held her chin in both hands, and looked at her boringly. Every time she arrived, the female Eucharist would cook a meal. He was already used to it. She in front of the stove was like a very gentle wife. Rao is The Lord of Heaven will see it for a moment.

Tonight's dinner is slightly different from the past. The female celestial body's eyes are hanging from beginning to end, as if there is no appetite and almost no use of chopsticks.

Ye Dashao is different. You should eat and drink. The appetite is good, but you don't realize that the female saint is different.

After dinner, Ye Chen touched his chin and walked in the garden. I do n’t know what he was thinking, and sometimes he looked at nothingness. He murmured a moment or two. He secretly speculated about the position of Optimus Magic column. If you don't see the magic column, it's mostly in the heavens.

Accompanied by a spring breeze, the female holy body slowly walked over and handed Ye Chen a pen.

"Why." Ye Chen stunned.

"Help me thrush." ​​The female saint whispered.

"This ..." Ye Chen coughed, but still took over the brush.

The female holy body sat down, and after many years, staring at Ye Chen again, her eyes were like water.

Look at Ye Chen, it's a little bit calm.

It ’s not blowing, his hand holding the pen is trembling, killing him, or shamelessly, but this thrush is the first time he has done it. If it is skewed, it will hurt his muscles. The slap of the female Eucharist is powerful enough.

I have to say that the tenth emperor of Dachu is still quite talented. He has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run. Chuling often has thrushes, and he will also be more proficient.

This process was extremely long. Ye Chen bent over, drawing carefully, and the palms were sweaty.

The female holy body is like an ice beauty, with no movement, and tenderness under the moon, accompanied by that brush, turns into an inexplicable relationship.

For half an hour, Ye Chen closed his pen, took a sigh of relief, went to a small mirror, and put it in front of the female holy body. "First painting, no experience."

The female holy body finally showed a slight smile. She in the mirror was very beautiful. Ye Chen's brows were very good.

Seeing her smile, Ye Chen was pardoned, and Ma slipped away, afraid of the pussy, and then made strange requests, he was frightened and was honest.

The night gradually deepened.

Under the old tree in the garden, Ye Chen fell into a deep sleep and waited for Tianming to continue looking for people.

The female holy body arrived quietly, stretched out the jade hand, gently lifted off Ye Chen's dangling white hair, caressed the vicissitudes of her face, and looked dimly.

At this point, she didn't know why Fang Xin was suffering for him. It was a certain night, a crazy little holy body that healed her wounds by half the source, treated her as an author, and offered sacrifices without reservation.

It was a moment of gratitude and a moment of guilt, intertwined with the roots of love, and gradually came to fruition of this love in the five days and nights.

The heart of a woman is the most difficult to understand, because she is standing too high, and I do n’t know the fireworks on the earth. People like her are most likely to be entangled in love. At a certain time, she meets a specific Emperor Chu. The years have outlined this intergenerational relationship.

But she still brushed her hands and took a jade bottle out of Ye Chen's body.

The golden liquid contained in the jade bottle was, to be precise, the blood of Emperor Huang, which was taken away by her.

Also taken away were the blood of Yan Luo, the blood of the judge, the blood of the underworld soldier, or the blood of the underworld people, all taken by her.

In the light of the moonlight, she turned silently and drifted away, only her strand of hair drifted back and fell into Ye Chen's hands, carrying the faint fragrance of the woman.

Because she left, the garden returned to peace, and the sleeping Ye Chen fell into a dreamland, and she did not know that the female Eucharist had left.

"What's the meaning of her time?" On the world Mingshan, the Emperor raised an eyebrow.

"Obviously, she didn't want me to return to the heavens." Emperor Desolate Road, the bright golden eyes, twinkling bright and dark eyes, looked at the female Eucharist for five years, her kind of abnormal behavior, Have proved everything, love Ye Chen is true, it is true to lie to him.