Immediately, Hongchen Xue's delicate body trembled, and her blurred eyes were filled with a trance light. The pain moan sounded immediately, and the sea of ​​gods buzzed. She staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiuxian stepped forward, first glanced at Hong Chenxue, and then stared at Ye Chen, "You bear boy, what did you do to her? Why did she become like this?"

"Don't worry, I won't hurt her." Ye Chen found a little comfortable, then took out the wine pot.

"If she has something to do, she will look good as you." Xiao Jiuxian said intimidatingly and looked at Hongchenxue again.

Ye Chen smiled and did not respond. He sat on one side, drank slowly, waiting for her to return.

Hongchen Xue's delicate body was still trembling. As the fairy light merged into it, a story that was sealed slowly unblocked. It was a memory full of holes and a touch of devastated love.

She recalled, remembered the past, remembered the hometown of Dachu, and also remembered her own name. Her name was Zhong Xiao, also known as Hongchen Xue, who was the Holy Lord Huang and the disciple of Hongchen.

I don’t know when I saw her no longer trembling, her eyes covered with tears, and she was stunned.

Even though he was wearing a mask, she could recognize who it was with his deep eyes. It was Ye Chen, the ancient holy body that was mighty in the world, and the commander of the Great Chu who was so arrogant that he was the Great Chu who was the Great Desolate.

"Welcome to return." Ye Chen smiled, took off the ghost mask, revealing the face exactly like the world, which was also engraved with vicissitudes and traces of time.

"How could this be?" Hong Chenxue cried, and crystal tears shone across her sad cheeks.

"If you don't explain too much, you can digest it yourself." Ye Chen sacrificed his spiritual consciousness and rolled up the answer.

The wisp of spiritual consciousness flew into her divine sea and turned into pictures and many words. She understood and saw through it. It was reincarnation, but everything was so unreal.

Suddenly, she stepped forward and hugged Ye Chen, and crystal tears wet his chest.

The past and present life are like a dream. In one moment, two hundred years, the last memory is the Nanchu City Wall:

The dark sky and the bloody land, she turned into the snow of the world, dyed the beautiful mountains and rivers, with sorrow, pain, and worldly sorrow, and entered the next cycle.

He did not disappoint the people of Wanyu, slaughtered the emperor, and claimed the blood debt for the heroic soul who died in battle, leaving an immortal myth for the freshly dyed hometown of Dachu.

In the elegant room, there was tranquility, only her choking sound and sad tears.

On one side, Xiao Jiuxian's open mouth has not closed for a long time. This is like this again. Why did he still hold it? Why did he still cry? I put it here, isn't it a bit redundant?

Looking at Ye Chen again, blood was already leaking from the corners of his mouth, and the bones in his body were shattering one after another. Hongchen Xue was too strong, and his old waist was broken by his hug.

But he knew that Hongchen Xue was not holding him, but her master. Even after his past and present life, she still loved Hongchen. The snow in Hongchen was just dancing for him.

"I said, you will treat me as a fantasy!" Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"Get out of here." Hongchenxue finally let go, and she didn't forget to kick him after finishing her work. However, when it comes to Hongchen, she pulled Ye Chen back again, full of hope.

"There is still world." Ye Chen said, then bent down and coughed with a mouthful of blood.

"Does...really?" Hong Chenxue thought it was a dream, but she still held Ye Chen's collar tightly. Before the tears at the corners of her eyes were dry, her eyes were filled with tears, and she cried into tears.

"I don't have time to have fun with you." Ye Chen broke away from Hongchenxue's jade hand and sat on the ground, still coughing up blood. "Your master's wife has gone to find him, I don't know if she has found it."

"Master's wife? Chu Lingyu?" Hong Chenxue was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

"Sword God's disciple, so many people, she has a face." Ye Chen replied.

"The master's wife is actually the disciple of the Sword God, I'll go find them." Hong Chenxue said and turned around, but took two steps, stopped again, and smiled lonelyly, "It should be unnecessary for me to go."

"Or don't look for Hongchen anymore, it's all right." Ye Chen said meaningfully, "We are exactly the same, there is no difference. The most important thing is that my kung fu is very good in bed."

"I'm taking off all, do you dare to go there?" Hong Chenxue glanced at Ye Chen's guy fiercely.

"No...I don't dare." Ye Chen coughed dryly, feeling a cool part of his body. He might have been taken away by someone if he was not careful one day and took it back for stewing.

"What's going on with you two?" Xiao Jiuxian, who was confused, looked at Hong Chenxue and Ye Chen with some confusion, "What's the master's wife, what kind of Chu Lingyu, why did the Sword God disciple appear?"

It doesn't matter if she doesn't say anything. When she interrupts, Hong Chenxue subconsciously glances at her side, looks up and down at her, and then looks at Ye Chen after finishing her work, "Is Xiao Jiuxian... Xiyan?"

"I hope so too." Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, "It's a pity that she is not."

"No?" Hong Chenxue frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at Xiao Jiuxian again, muttering, "There are people in this world who look so similar, regardless of appearance, temperament or talent."

"What are you talking about? Who is Xiyan?" Xiao Jiuxian was a little crazy when she heard it, and her big eyes flashed at Ye Chen, but Ye Chen was silent and did not respond.

"Xiyan is his disciple, you look exactly the same as her." Seeing Ye Chen's silence, Hongchen Xue said slowly, "Her talent is not inferior to you, and even higher than you."

"His disciple?" Xiao Jiuxian raised his eyebrows, but he was a little unconvinced. "I don't believe that there are people in this era who are more talented than me, and I will compare with her in the future."

Hong Chenxue smiled and did not say anything again. Instead, she looked at Ye Chen silently. As a native of Great Chu, how could he not know Ye Chen's disciples, how could he not know the love between their masters and disciples?

She vaguely remembered more than two hundred years ago, Ye Chen carried the tiger baby on his back and Ji Ningshuang was surrounded by the army of demons with Xiyan on his back, and even forcibly killed a demon king for their disciples to bury him.

The past is too long, but the memory is extremely clear. Even after reincarnation, I still cannot forget it.

Ye Chen was also silent, holding a pot and drinking, his expression became blurred and vicissitudes. A sad and ancient word still echoed in his ears: Ye Chen, I will wait for you in the next life.

The elegant room was silent again, Ye Chen was drinking quietly and did not speak, and the snow in the world was silent in his longing.

The most confused person was Xiao Jiuxian. He scratched his little head, looked at Ye Chen, and then looked at Hongchen Xue. He didn't know what secrets they were hiding. It is worth affirming that they must have a story.

When Xiao Jiuxian was confused, Ye Chen had already drunk a pot of wine. He smiled first, and then slowly walked to the window to send a message to the bald old man and the young man with purple hair, "You two, come up."

Below, the purple-haired young man and the bald old man who were drinking and eating were so excited were stunned. They looked at each other first, then turned around and looked at the private room.

When they saw that it was Ye Chen, they were stunned, as if they recognized it as the private room of the Dan Zun Hall. It was because it was the private room of the Dan Zun Hall that they were amazed and did not know that Ye Chen was in that private room.

Since it was the Danzun Palace, the two guys did not dare to neglect themselves, no longer drank or eat, patted their butts and left their seats, and ran up, fearing that they would be displeased by Ye Chen.

"You must have seen them." Seeing the two of them coming up, Ye Chen smiled at Hongchenxue.

"I've seen it since." Hong Chenxue smiled, "The purple-haired young man is my disciple of Yanhuang. That bald old man should be from the Royal Family of the Great Chu. He has been to my Huangling Mountain."

"I don't know what you two are talking about." Xiao Jiuxian curled his lips and looked at Ye Chen more. It was this kid who sacrificed the fairy light and turned Bi Yao into a strange and strange thing.

"He will always know in the past year." Hong Chenxue chuckled and turned around and walked out of the elegant room. The purple-haired young man and the bald old man had just arrived at the door and didn't even say a word, she pulled him in.

The two old men guarding the door were stunned. The goddess of the Danzun Temple today was a little different. She was very cold on weekdays. She had never seen her so enthusiastic.

Compared to them, the purple-haired young man and the bald old man were even more shocked and felt very unreal. You should know that the one who was pulling them was the goddess of the Danzun Temple. What an identity he was.

Moreover, the two guys were still blinded at this moment, and for some reason, they had such honors in.

Ye Chen simply didn't say anything, and two more immortal lights scattered into the eyebrows of the two.

The next scene was like snow in the world. The two guys squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms, growling in pain, and heart-wrenching pain that had already ruined their minds.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Jiuxian muttered, looked at Ye Chen, and moved to the side consciously, for fear that Ye Chen would give her a fairy light, which would be too weird.

"Wait!" Ye Chen ignored Xiao Jiuxian's strange eyes and took out the wine pot again.

"You have been suffering alone over the years!" Hongchen Xue stood beside him.

"It's good to know." Ye Chen handed over a storage bag casually, "Your master has your wife to look for, don't be idle. When the two of them unblocked, they will go on their own to look for it."

"It's a pity that Master is not here, otherwise it will save a lot of trouble." Hong Chenxue took the storage bag, "I have been away for a hundred years and have no news. If he is here, things will be much easier."

"The Dan Zun is in the Great Chu." Ye Chen couldn't help but send a voice. When he dreamed of returning to the Great Chu, he not only met the Emperor of the Great Chu and the Sword God in the Tianxuan Gate, but also the Dan Zun.

"No wonder you act so low-key." Hongchen Xue said slowly, "If the Great Chu Emperor is in the heavens and the ten thousand realms, and if Kunlunxu is unprovoked, we can use their power to find people. Unfortunately, even Master and Sword God are not here, so we can only search for them by ourselves."

"I'll always come back." Ye Chen smiled leisurely and walked to the window of the private room. His eyes narrowed slightly toward the central cloud tower below, staring at the old man with crane hair.

It was a small tripod, ancient and vicissitudes, simple and natural, and there was no sign of surprise.

He also has such small tripods, and there are several, exactly the same as those in the hands of the old man with crane hair. It is worthy of recognition that they are all small demon tripods in the Demon Abyss, with pure demon blood inside them.

"Why, are you interested in that little tripod?" Seeing Ye Chen so excited, Hong Chenxue and Xiao Jiuxian also came over, looked down from above, staring at the little tripod in the hand of the old man with a crane.

"I will definitely win." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth because the little tripod was too extraordinary.

[Author’s off-topic]: Today is the birthday of a book friend. His name is Chen Yu. I wish him a happy birthday. I wish him good health every year and all the best every year.
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