Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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In the noise, night came quietly.

Xinghui reflected, the banquet did not end, but the more they drank, the more the monks of Dachu were very understanding, sacrificed pearls, and followed the gates of Dachu under the moon. Every day, a good wine banquet is a night banquet.

However, this night banquet is of historical significance. It is the first time that the human world and the underworld have merged. Such a vast scene has never been seen in the history of the heavens.

Therefore, Da Chu under the night, not only is not calm, but more lively.

Ye Chen did not stop, carrying the wine jar, still walking all the way down.

He met Qin Mengyao, and since he came to Dachu, he took Ji Ningshuang's hand. There seemed to be no end to every word. Zhao Yun was inseparable from him.

Ji Ningshuang chuckled, knowing nothing, and attracted too many listeners, feeling the experience of the East God Yaochi, and shocked Zhao Yun's strength to be able to compete with Ye Chen.

Chu Ling and Chu Xuan are also there. As a former Neihe Bridge God, Chu Ling seems to be a Taoist friend. Ye Chen pours wine all the way, she introduces all the way to Dachu. Yan Luofujun, down to Yin Cao Xiaogui, she recognized.

The girls could not help but sigh, and Chu Ling said that they also wanted to run around the underworld.

And the people in the underworld even booed, who had thought that the Neihe Bridge God of the year was actually a person of Da Chu or Ye Chen's wife. Too many people did not know about this relationship.

At the same time, he could not help but slap his tongue. The Emperor of the Dark Road was too cruel, and he was in a turmoil in the underworld. At that time, Ye Chen should have suffered a lot of pressure. , One out is the weakest emotion straight.

If this is not the case, Ye Chen would not be able to cross the border, let alone go through six reincarnation.

At this point, the emperor's actions were very wise.

The banquet was lively and the younger generations were the most active.

Ye Ling suddenly became the elder sister, holding Xiao Yefan in one hand, holding Yang Lan in one hand, leading a group of younger brothers, walking around, a group of young people, always curiously looking at the people in the underworld, especially the judge, black and white Impermanence, Niutou Mamen and Meng Po will always give people a circle, just like watching monkeys, with big eyes one by one.

The judge is embarrassed, and black and white is also embarrassed.

No way, who makes them too famous will always be used to frighten children by mortal people, and now you can see real people, who can not be curious, as rumors say, all the fierce gods, children see you Those who dare not speak are afraid of being abducted.

"Don't run around, keep up."

Ye Ling was a big sister, but she didn't have the majesty of her big sister. She was an old-fashioned curious girl. She was absolutely second to none in terms of playfulness, and she also won the father's true story.

In theory, she is also considered a half-world person. When Chu Ling died, she was pregnant with her. Such things, so far, still make people sigh.

"Everyone in their family is a demon!" Looking at Ye Ling, Ye Fan, and Yang Lan, the great gods of the underworld, I don't know how many times I'm feeling sorry.

Not only people in the underworld, monks in the heavens go to Jade Peak, it is the same, there are ancient ancient body, Yaochi fairy body, Taishang fairy body, Tao spirit body, mysterious body, holy spirit body, Tiansha Lone Star, and God's condemnation. The body ..., too many and too many terrible blood, gathered together in a family, if all grow up, it is more scary than the tradition of Emperor Taoism, who dares to mess with it.

For some reason, the atmosphere of the banquet changed, adding a bit of sadness.

The wine table that Ye Chen walked through, too many strong men in the underworld, drunk drunk, useless to dissolve the drunkenness, one glass after another, one after another, and tears flowing in the corners of his eyes.

Too many people like this.

Most of them are old veterans, most of them are returning to their hometowns. The comfort of the soul is rare and wild. Once at the wine table, they have vented their long-depressed emotions. They just want to be a drunk, to paralyze the mind, not to remember it. The memories of the vicissitudes of life are tears.

Ye Chen silently, only a quiet drinker, several times, was also pulled away by Lao Ming, like a late grandfather, pulling his grandchildren, choking on the ancient past, words choked, full In memory, the word is endless.

In this regard, Ye Chen will listen quietly. Perhaps, one day, he will become a lonely person like these old Ming generals, remembering alone.

The night was getting deeper. The lively banquet was quiet a lot. Every drunk man was lying on the wine table and whistling and sleeping. There were also a lot of people, holding the wine jar far away and going to their hometown. Look, endless years, really homesick.

Hey!

Ye Chen sighed again, turned silently, rushed to the side of Dachu, and went to find Emperor Huang.

However, halfway through, the goods changed direction and went to Hengyue.

In the middle of the night, he entered the female Eucharist's room.

Then, the red face of Zhengxiang who slept was taken out by him, and it was rare to see Emperor Huang, all holy bodies. There were only three holy bodies in this era.

"You are sick!" The female body is being held, her small face is extremely dark, her eyes are flaming, she is dreaming? He was taken out of the bed and no shoes were worn.

"Going to see the Eucharist, how can I be without you." Ye Chen grinned, the female Eucharist likes to see his face dark, he likes to watch the female Eucharist mad, and looks cute.

The female saint body simply stopped talking, fearing that it would be suffocated if you talked about it. You go to see the Emperor's wasteland, it's all about the old lady, you are intentional, and I'll itch my hands if you don't.

Ye Dasha didn't take it for granted, striding forward, his waist was quite straight, he was beaten by the female holy body, and he ran all over the field. Does he remember it? That would raise my eyebrows and exhale.

To say that the female holy body is also big enough, she is being held up like that, she can still fall asleep, her little arms and calves are all twirling, and when she looks a long way, she looks more like a rabbit.

Not long after, a grove of peach blossoms, Ye Chen appeared again.

Emperor waste was sitting under the old tree, quietly engraved with woodcarvings, and he carved it, since Donghua the female emperor, Zi Xuan sat aside, like an ice sculpture, quietly watching Emperor waste, although it was disabled Soul, but what she reveals in her beautiful eyes, is the tenderness of the woman, I do n’t know if it is the emperor ’s, or her, Yue Yue loves Emperor Huang, why is n’t she?

The arrival of Ye Chen drew Zi Xuan's eyes and saw Ye Dashao holding the female Eucharist, the corners of her mouth could not help but twitch. It was the female Eucharist, the female Eucharist that was infinitely close to Dacheng. Emperor Huang and Emperor, no one is an opponent in the single war.

Today, Ye Chen is holding him, the picture is really lawless.

Emperor Huang is more calm than others. As early as in the underworld, Ye Chen has seen the urine of Ye Chen. It is still good to hold her like this, and it is good to urinate without holding her.

"I've seen the ancestors." Ye Chen put down the female Eucharist and gave a gift.

It was the female body, yawned, glanced at Emperor Huang, and found a comfortable place to sit down, hugged both knees, and continued to doze, it seems that she has not yet woke up.

"Wait a moment." Emperor Huang smiled back and continued to engraved the woodcarving.

"Not in a hurry." Ye Chen smiled, drank out the hip flask, and drank while looking at the Taohua Forest with nothing to do. Sometimes, she also ran to the female saint's body. It was nothing more than fun. What was sleeping in the middle of the night? It is so edible and so sleepy.

Every time at this moment, the female Eucharist will be anxious, and said very cutely.

And this scene in the peach blossom forest is also of historical significance. There are different generations of the Eucharist since ancient times. In this era, there are actually three Eucharists, and they gather in this little Taolin in the mortal world. The quasi-empire class, two men and one woman who has not yet crossed the emperor's ranks, has no precedent since ancient times, and it can be called a myth.

Zi Xuan's heart was a witness to this historical scene. If Hong Yan and Ye Chen were given enough time, they would also be a great sanctified body in his years.

Imagine that the three enlightened holy bodies are all in the same life. How brilliant this era should be, and it will definitely be better than the era of Emperor Xianyu. Although there is no emperor, there can be three men who are more scary than the emperor. The three of them are also capable of turning the tide.

It is a pity that she has not seen the female holy body so far. She had heard about the spiritual realm in the past. She did not know why the female holy body helped the demon and why it was against the heavens.

She was more curious, Ye Chen's relationship with Hong Yan, the enemy? Old friend? As a lover, she prefers the third situation, and also prefers Ye Chen and Hongyan to be able to connect together, maintain inconsistencies, and combine the Eucharist with the Eucharist, and can create a more terrible blood.

After half a column of incense, he saw Emperor Huang received the carving knife, and the female emperor Xianrong was vividly carved by him.

Ye Chen is no longer a female holy body, hurriedly came, sacrificed a fairy fire.

Emperor Huang collected the woodcarving, and then got up and applied the secret method. From the fairy fire, he took a trace of the soul, which was only a trace, thinner than his hair and almost invisible.

That is Nian Wei's soul, almost seeing no soul power, swaying with the wind.

Seeing this world's soul, Ye Chenxin suddenly felt a pain again. A slim woman, with only a trace of soul left, was filled with guilt and filled her heart.

Emperor Huang has already brushed his hands, and a palm lotus lamp is added to the palm of his hand. The whole body is green and engraved with ancient immortal patterns and dyed with gorgeous fairy tales.

Then, a trace of Nian Wei's soul was introduced into the Baolian lamp and turned into a small flame, weak and swaying in the wind, flashing a dim purple halo.

Ye Chen's eyes did not squint, and her eyes were slightly squinted, and she could see that Nian Wei's soul was gathering her soul power, and the lotus lamp was even more shining with fairy light, nourishing her soul.

"Close up, don't let it see the sun." Di Huang said, hung the Baolian lamp in the air, "In his years, he will reunite with three souls and seven souls, and then return to earth."

"Xie Xianxian." Ye Chen stepped forward and carefully accepted it. This Baolian lamp is a magic lamp for soul-cultivation.

"Ru, who is it?" Here, Emperor Huang has looked at the female body, as Ye Chen had done before, without squinting. There should be a pair of golden eyes that can be glamorous, and there is no wave in the ancient well.

After hearing this, Ye Chen and Zi Xuan also turned around and wanted to know the answer.

"Ba Yuan didn't dare to talk to me like that, ru, he was more prosperous than him." The female saint body didn't look up, and they both held a spiritual fruit and buried the right incense.

The Emperor was silent, and the light of deep meaning flashed in his eyes. As he expected, the age of the female Eucharist was earlier than the first Eucharist Bayuan. Its seniority was far beyond imagination, at least, it was lower than that of the Emperor Still high, otherwise, Emperor Ming could not have seen her.

Therefore, he couldn't figure it out, and was even more curious about the origin of the Eucharist.

He could not help but stare a little at the point, and took a peek at this female Eucharist, which was no different from the male Eucharist, and it was an innate Eucharist, not the kind of a monk.

"I said Xiaohong! Everyone is a holy body. Don't hide it! It hurts your feelings." Ye Chen took the jug and took another spirit fruit, ready to send it to people.

I never thought that the female Eucharist exploded. The spirit fruit that had not yet been eaten and smashed it. Every time I heard the words Xiaohong, especially from Ye Chen's mouth, it was inexplicably hot.

"Senior, why not try to search the soul?" Ye Chen said.

"Useless." Emperor Huang shook his head lightly. He is a great sacred body. If he searches for the soul, why do he need to do it? The previous look was more mysterious than the search for the soul, but he did not see the slightest clue. There are restrictions on it, and the Great Emperor may not be able to find it when he comes.

"This way, you can only use strong." Ye Chen took a deep breath, and found a small gourd in his arms, which contained the magic potion of his characteristics: Dachu specialty.

Emperor Huang shook his head and smiled, and a whisker made the female Eucharist fall asleep.

Zi Xuan is also sensible, sacrificing a layer of clouds and protecting Honglian. At this moment, she is a mortal body, but she cannot catch cold. The main thing is that she has a motherhood and she is really cute.

Ye Chen had a cough, and Ma Liu accepted the special product. Obviously, Emperor Huang refused to use this method.

As for the Eucharist, it was very helpless to say that it really forced the style to be very high, and even the Emperor was not in the eyes, and asked what he did not say, if he was old, what would it be worth.

However, it is precisely because of this that she proves her mystery more, and in her era, there must be a presence beyond the emperor, who has seen what Xeon is, and this is why God is scarce.

"Can her ancestors unlock her curse?" Ye Chen looked at Emperor Huang.

"Misunderstanding the curse will hurt her foundation." The Emperor deserted and did not intend to lift the curse for the female saint. At least, she must first understand her origin and determine her position.

"I thought this would be fine." Ye Chen said in earnest, but he can't solve it now. With the temperament of the female saint, once he has recovered, he must first clean up him, and then, in case the forbidden curse is ended , Inattentive let him run away.

When he muttered, Di Huang took a picture of Baiyulong from his Shenhai.

The dragon chair under the moon is full of glory. Under the fairy light of the twilight, there is an inexplicable Tao Yun flowing, and there is a touch of women's fragrance, no matter whether Tao Yun or Women's fragrance, it is ancient.

Emperor wasteland stood quietly and looked at the dragon chair quietly. He was just as curious about the secrets of the ancient heavenly court, and most of this dragon chair could unlock the corner of the ancient secrets.

Suddenly, he applied the deduction secret method, using the Taoist remnants on the dragon's chair to evolve to the utmost, and pursued step by step. The source of Taoist is the commander in chief of the ancient heaven.

Ye Chen was silent, so was Zi Xuan, waiting quietly.

The Peach Blossom Forest was instantly dead and quiet.

Emperor Huang's deduction mystery seems to involve laws, so that the flying peach petals are fixed in the air, and even the breeze blowing is fixed.

In this scene, Ye Chen's eyebrows look slightly wrinkled, like his eternal thought.

However, the rule touched by Emperor Huang, which has nothing to do with time, is a certain force of deduction, disturbing the established Qiankun, and returning this land to its original origin.

Hum! Hum!

Because of the imperial waste, the dragon chair trembled and trembled, and he wanted to explode. He couldn't bear the power of the imperial waste. It was not the master after all, and it didn't have the magical power.

When I went to see the Emperor Wild, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was pale. It seemed to have been backswept in the deep. It was not the dragon chair that was strong, but the dragon chair's master was strong. Strong, not even his great Eucharist is enough.

Zi Xuan was shocked, Ye Chen was also shocked, how strong the master of the dragon chair was.