A long time no see, choking and hoarse, unable to tell the vicissitudes of life, a great cycle of reincarnation, and the years of age.

Xiong Er was stunned and stared at Ye Chen in a daze, with charming little eyes, round and shining with a shocking light.

"Why, can't you recognize me?" Ye Chenyou smiled.

"Am I sleeping in a daze?" Xiong Er scratched his head.

"It's easy to deal with." Ye Chen walked over, rolled up his sleeves, and without saying a word, he exhaled his palm.

The slap was very crisp. Xiong Er was stunned by his sleep, but Ye Chen slapped it into a confused state.

"Are you still confused?" Ye Chen clapped his hands and smiled.

"Damn." Xiong Er suddenly howled, and said with a domineering word, which shocked the world and the ghosts and gods.

"Idiot, are you sick! What a howling in the early morning."

"You bitch, don't take medicine! You're stepping on shit!"

It doesn't matter if Xiong Er shouted, and the whole Hengyue was blown up, and curses were everywhere, one after another, and it was very lively.

Ye Chen blocked his ears. It has been three years since the people in his hometown are still so energetic and can't breathe even if they scold them.

The most awesome thing is the one around him, who is not tall but has a loud voice, and his howling overwhelms all the scolding.

"He's back, he's back, Ye Chen is back."

"Ye Chen?" Surprised everywhere and resounded throughout Hengyue. There were people climbing the sky and people going down the mountain. The elders and disciples of the outer sect all rushed into the inner sect.

Or in other words, the entire Hengyue Sect came.

The crowds were surging like streams, gathering under the Jade Girl Peak, forming an ocean and covering the earth.

When everyone saw Ye Chen, their bodies trembled violently, their eyes were prominent, and their minds were dizzy and unbelievable.

At this moment, the vivid people all became stone carved statues, staring blankly, and no one said anything.

The heaven and earth are so quiet that they can hear, and the sound of the beating of the heart is extremely consistent, like the pulse of the earth.

"I...I'm not right!" Xie Yun opened his mouth, "Or, I haven't woken up, is it another dream?"

"I deserve to be beaten so much, it's like Ye Chen's urination." Situ Nan touched his chin, his face full of meaning.

"My Buddha is merciful, it looks like it." As soon as Long Wulong touched his big bald head, he turned on the mode of a charlatan.

"Master, is it you?" Xiyan was trembling so hard that she was full of tears, staring at her, for fear that in a trance, he would become a dust of history and an illusory dream.

"Ye Chen, is it you?" Lin Shihua, Shangguan Yuer, Biyou, Luo Xi, Liu Ruyan, Haotian Shiyue and the others were all tense and their eyes were whirling.

Everyone was breathing, unable to tell the truth and illusion, and only hoped that he could say that sentence in person.

Ye Chen smiled with tears in his eyes and said, "Ye Chen is back."

In a word, everyone trembled again, as if they were struck by lightning. They were rumbling in their minds, with mixed emotions, shocked, puzzled, excited, confused, dizzy, too many emotions.

In a word, everyone cried, and their crystal tears blurred their vision and their minds.

The Holy Lord of the Heavenly Court, who was terrifying in the Eight Desolations, finally returned, but he was still as vicissitudes of life, covered with the dust of time.

"I knew that Ye Chen would come back to marry Xiyan." The little girl threw herself into his arms, wrapped her hands, as if she had to use all her strength to integrate him into her body. Tears wet his chest, listening to his heartbeat greedily, and greedily sucking his warm breath.

"Be gentle." Ye Chen smiled, but his mouth was bleeding. Xi Yan was so powerful that even the ancient holy body could not withstand it.

"He's back, he's back." His confidantes covered their jade mouths, and tears couldn't stop flowing, crying and laughing, as if they were crazy, they forgot the time.

"He's back, he's back." Yang Dingtian and others also burst into tears, each crying like a child.

"He's back, he's back." Xie Yun's disciples wiped away their tears, put their hands into the storage bag, and took out the guys who were fighting after the matter.

"Come on, Xi Yan, stand aside." Xiong Er stepped forward, pulled Xi Yan away, and smashed Ye Chen's forehead with a stick.

After a meeting, Ye Chen was beaten so hard that he looked like a star. He just called Xiong Er and now he was hit by a stick.

"Come on, just do it farther." Before he could gain a foothold, Xie Yun, Situ Nan, and Huo Teng rushed over and drowned him. His nose was not the nose, his face, and he was very angry. He even scolded him while kicking, "I won't go home."

The scene was out of control for a while, and it was a mess.

The ones who beat Ye Chen were beaten up one after another, and they were overwhelmed by the crowd. Perhaps there were too many people and no one outside squeezed in.

OK! The dignified Holy Lord can’t see anyone at all.

"Are you so sick?" Ye Chen cursed loudly. Even those who were hammered could not stand up. He finally crawled out of the crowd, but the next moment, he was dragged back.

If he didn't blow, he wouldn't dare to look up. There were so many people who beat him up, and he would kick him in the face.

The older generations all had a dry cough. Is this a welcome ceremony?

There are a few old people who are not serious, such as Chow Tai Fook, and Pang Dachuan, who are still eager to try it out.

Ye Chen's confidantes burst into tears and laughed.

His scream at this moment seemed to have become the most wonderful note in the world, and the long-lost sound proved that he was alive.

At some point, the howling screams of ghosts and wolves were destroyed.

Xie Yun and his treasures of life were all gone, and they were sweating profusely, and the words "Fun" were engraved on their faces.

Look at Ye Chen again, he lay on the ground with a big word, all over his body, except for footprints, and he was kicked out of human form, which was no different from a lump.

He was too heavy to beat him to death. It was a pity that the Holy Body resisted the beating. If it were an ordinary person, he would have died eight hundred times long ago.

Facts have proved that the people in my hometown are still very energetic, and this welcome ceremony is different from other forces.

"Wow, so many babies, it's worth selling it out."

"This little bead is still shining, don't rob it, mine."

"I like this heavy sword, and I am the most advantageous to carry and smash people."

Although the group of beasts did not fight again, they did not leave. They surrounded Ye Chen's servant and took away the storage bag. Any valuable things on them were left.

If the occasion hadn't been wrong at this moment, Ye Chen would have stripped him of all his clothes and left a pair of flowery shorts.

This is the custom of Da Chu. Like the specialty of Da Chu, it has long been carried forward by the people of this land.

It’s a pity that Ye Chen still underestimated the urinary nature of his hometown and shot him, the shameless master, on the beach.

Shangguan Yu'er and the others couldn't bear to watch it anymore, Xiong Er and the others surrounded Ye Chen, and they surrounded them.

The screams started again, and the beauties were all angry, and the action was not light or heavy, and the picture was a bit bloody.

The people present were thrusting their mouths straight and their hearts were thrilled.

In those days, it still applies now. It doesn’t matter if you mess with Ye Chen. Don’t mess with them, the consequences are very serious.

"Set up wine." Yang Dingtian spoke, very excited.

He has always been accustomed to the point, but he is rarely so wild. He is a little old, but now he is getting younger and younger.

"Drink." The people of Hengyue were so excited that they roared, and their voices shook the world.

Soon, the banquet was held, and every mountain peak was filled with wine. Among the mountains, the foot of the mountain, the attic, the battle platform, the palace, and wherever you could see, there were crowds of people. As if there were a grand event, the atmosphere was warm and the flowers were blooming.

There are also banquets on Jade Girl Peak, a table with a foot of hundreds of feet, and a whole circle, including older generations and younger generations.

Ye Chen woke up and looked at Xiong Er and the others with a dark face. This welcome ceremony was so fucking happy.

"Don't care about those details." Xiong Er hugged a lamb leg, gnawing it smelled fragrant, the kind that was shameless.

"We're also beaten up, two Qing." Xie Yun covered his face, with a panda eye on one side, and Banban was in a slight state.

"We don't have to take revenge." Situ Nan was bleeding from his nose, and he said that, and he didn't forget to look at Xiyan and the others.

"Don't pay attention to him, drink the soup." Xiyan smiled, holding the fish soup in one hand and the spoon in the other, it was like a virtuous young wife, and the soup was directly sent to Ye Chen's mouth.

"This husband is so sweet." Ye Chen smiled.

"By the way, how did you survive?" Huo Teng said.

This sentence attracted everyone's eyes to Ye Chen, and they also wanted to know what happened back then, but they saw Ye Chen turn into ashes with their own eyes.

"It's hard to describe it in detail in the future." Ye Chen said with a smile.

Everyone was silent and thought they knew Ye Chen very well. They never reported good news but not bad news. Every word was hard to describe, and it was full of many vicissitudes. His journey home must be extremely difficult and he must have gone through countless hardships.

The beautiful eyes of the girls turned red again, and tears were circling.

There are so many people in the world, why did he die alone? His past and present life are so hurtful.

Yang Dingtian and the older generations were full of guilt.

They are the older generation who should have supported the sky for future generations, but they have caused one younger generation to charge into battle again and again.

He should be in his prime, and was comfortable under the protection of his ancestors, but again and again, carrying the whole world.

Ye Chen smiled, not because he didn't say it, but because that story was too long and so long that it made people want to cry.

For Hengyue, it was only three years, but for him, it was a thousand years of reincarnation. People's hearts were old and old. They were obviously very young, but they were already young.

"Stop talking about anything, drink." Ning Ji at the scene was broken by Xie Yun's throat and picked up the big wine jar.

"Drink." Hengyue's disciples suddenly became energetic. Hulala stood up one after another, and their movements were very consistent. They pulled their shirts and carried the wine jar, bare-handed, and looked like they would never finish drinking forever.

"Come on." Ye Chen laughed. The Holy Lord of the Great Chu Heavenly Court will never be timid, and even the wine jar is the largest.

"Drink." The elders of Hengyue also put down their figure. People in the same sect, regardless of age, would raise the wine jar.

Hengyue is lively, and the outside world is even more lively, rumbling.

Looking down at the world, it was a sea of ​​people, either moving flying swords, mounts and spirit beasts, flying clouds and fog, or stomping on the flying rainbow, the target was Nanchu Hengyue.

I don’t know who it is, the news came out: Ye Chen is back.

The three sects, nine halls and eighty-one sects in the Heavenly Court were all alarmed.

The scene was huge, with tens of millions of monks, like a layer of dark curtains, covering the sky and covering the earth, and magnificent.
Chapter completed!