Quietly, the night faded, and the first red glow appeared in the east, and a new day came.

Only then did Ye Chen open his eyes.

With his loud roar, a turbid aura was swept out of his body. His aura was much thicker than before. One night of cultivation of internal energy was enough to be as good as others for ten years. It was a blessing that Lao Yang was not here, otherwise he would have been shocked and he would have been quiet.

"Work." He stretched his waist hard and Ye Chen stepped out.

Embarrassingly, after stepping on the empty space, the great Emperor Chu fell from the roof, but it was nowhere to be on the ground and hung upside down on the tree without breathing, and the branches were broken.

Then, the bang sounded very dull.

Ye Chen finally had close contact with Dadi in the posture of a handsome man. A large character board was neat, and the hard bluestone board was smashed and cracked, making a human form faintly embedded.

"I have to practice light skills after taking the time."

Ye Chen covered his old waist, got up embarrassedly, and limped in his fortune-telling outfit.

The streets of Zhuxian Town are very lively.

When Ye Chen came, Mr. Yang was already waiting there. Seeing Ye Chen, he hurriedly met him. The old man was very diligent and didn't need Ye Chen to do anything. Everything was neatly arranged.

"The method of cultivating your mind that I gave you is effective." Ye Chen said casually.

"It works, it works so well." Old Master Yang was so excited that he couldn't stop smiling. "Last night, as my friend taught me, I breathed a big Zhoutian, and I suddenly felt a little younger in the morning."

"It's fine, twenty years, don't waste it."

"How can it be!" Old Master Yang smiled and sat down, "You guys, let's calculate the marriage for me!"

"Why, don't you want to guard this boy anymore?" Ye Chen smiled at Lao Yang.

"I'm not hiding it from my friend, I also want to have a passionate love in my lifetime." Yang Ge Lao held his hands and smiled a little embarrassedly, but his words were very serious, which really made him suffer. The little brother was sealed for decades and I don't know if he was born or not.

On this side, Ye Chen was amused, covered his forehead, and laughed tremblingly.

A man over fifty years old, Yang Ge Lao said this, which shocked the world and made ghosts cry. A passionate love exposed Lao Yang's restless heart.

"Don't joke, my friend, I'm not kidding." Old Master Yang said embarrassedly.

"Don't joke or joke, come on, let's do it." Ye Chen immediately rolled up his sleeves, closed his eyes slightly, and kept pinching his fingers. He looked like a charlatan.

Soon, he opened his eyes again, didn't say anything, but just picked up the teacup.

"How is it?" Mr. Yang got closer.

"There is still a marriage, I'm afraid that you, an old bone, will not resist the beating!"

"What...what means."

"Your future wife is also a martial arts master, and she has a great origin!" Ye Chen stroked his beard and said meaningfully, "The most important thing is that she has a bad temper. If she gets it on the bed, she can beat you into a pig's head in minutes. Is that understandable?"

"No!" Yang Ge Lao sat down right away, looking at Ye Chen with disbelief, "In this land, there are no more than ten people who are better than old people. As far as I know, there are no women among those ten people, and the remaining third-rate characters are definitely not my opponent."

"There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. This world is a crouching tiger and hidden dragon."

"I believe this." Old Master Yang laughed and leaned forward again, "When will we meet?"

"If you are destined to meet you thousands of miles away, you will go whatever you should do if you are not destined to do!"

"I counted on my fingers and said, your master will definitely not like you." Yang Ge Lao said, and then stood up. If he hadn't been afraid of Ye Chen's master, he would have beaten Ye Chen.

Mr. Yang left and cursed.

Ye Chen is not reliable anymore and he still laughs secretly.

Others don’t know, would he not know that the reason why Mr. Yang Ge has never married and had children is not that he doesn’t want to marry or that he is not close to women, but that he cannot do it himself. He has cultivated the two internal forces of cold ice, and has endless troubles, which has left him with another kind of criticism, commonly known as: impotence.

This time, the reason why I wanted to have a passionate love was because the criticism was eliminated. My little brother woke up and regained his former heroic spirit. He was unfair and unwilling to be lonely, so he naturally wanted to taste the taste of meat, men!

When Ye Chen was laughing, he suddenly heard a cold wind gust on the opposite side.

When Ye Chen raised his head, he saw a man in black sitting at the table, wearing a black cloak and a cloak. He couldn't see his face. However, these were hard to escape Ye Chen's peek. The person who came was a middle-aged man. Under the cloak, there was a cold face with clear edges and angularities. There was a scar on his left face. His eyes were very indifferent and had no emotion.

The cold wind that had been before came from this middle-aged man.

He should be a killer, with a strong anger that has been engraved into his bones.

This type of people walk with cold wind.

"So many fortune tellers, but they just come to me. The hero is very sensible." Ye Chen smiled.

"You are not simple." The middle-aged killer said indifferently.

"oh?"

"I have been observing you for several days. Mr. Yang came every day, with a respectful look, so it is not difficult to guess."

"I really want to do it." Ye Chen laughed, "Tell me! What's that."

"Good and bad luck."

"Ten deaths are gone." The middle-aged killer was simply, and Ye Chen also gave the hexagram with just one look, because there was a black air in the middle-aged eyebrow seal hall, which seemed to appear and disappear. It was a disaster and a bad air. This kind of tolerance was a sign of death.

"Thank you." The middle-aged killer put a few copper coins and stood up.

"I know I'm dead, but I still have to go?" Ye Chen picked up copper coins and smiled happily.

"I don't care about life and death, but only know the tasks." Middle-aged people's words were still so cold.

"What about her? You don't know?" Ye Chen held his hand and said indifferently, "A woman has waited for the flowers to fade every year, and how many decades will there be? Even if you want to die, you should say apart, so as not to delay the remarriage. Do you think so?"

After saying a word, the middle-aged man frowned, sat down slowly again, narrowing his eyes slightly.

At this moment, he should understand why Mr. Yang came every day, because the fortune teller in front of him was indeed too extraordinary, as if he knew everything, as if he could calculate everything.

"Why, don't go?" Ye Chen smiled.

"Please give me a guide to see you." The middle-aged tone became much more humble in an instant.

"It's easy to say." Ye Chen took the paper and pen and wrote a text.

When middle-aged man took it, he glanced at it and his eyes lit up instantly. Ye Chen passed it on to him, which was the method of turtle breathing and holding breathing. Its function was to make the practitioner's heart stop beating for a period of time. In that form, it would be like a dead person.

Ye Chen’s meaning is very obvious.

Middle-aged people also understand that this is to make him pretend to be dead! Not only can he be spared from death, but he can also leave the killer organization. As for how to do it, it depends on whether his methods are clever.

"Thank you, senior." Middle-aged man stood up again, saluted respectfully, and turned around and left.

"Another good relationship." Ye Chen smiled. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he calculated that woman, standing under the peach blossom tree every day, looking away from the distance. His day by day was really distressing. He had experienced too many deaths along the way, breaking up and reunion, and he was the most shameful thing to see when he was separated by life and death. The noble immortal also hoped that lovers in the world would eventually get married. It was not that compassion was overflowing. This was his beautiful dream.

The sky gradually became darker again.

Ye Chen, who was idle, yawned and began to pack up his clothes.

Just as he was about to leave, he couldn't help but glance at the powerful internal force fluctuations not far from the street, and there were more than one wave, at least dozens of martial arts masters. Although they were all dressed up in Qiaozhuang, they could not escape his magical eyes. He was also very sure that those dozens of people were in the same group.

In addition to martial arts masters, there are also strangers.

The so-called strangers are people who are proficient in extraordinary skills, such as fortune tellers, tomb robbers, and ghost hunters. They all know some of the Yin and Yang and Five Elements, which are all very evil.

There are at least a dozen strangers who followed the martial arts masters, each of whom revealed a mysterious aura, but the stronger one is the yin aura. Don’t think about it, those strangers have often dug up people’s ancestral graves. To put it bluntly, they are tomb robbers, who usually specialize in tomb robbers Taobao.

While talking, martial arts masters and strangers all entered the restaurant. It seemed that they had already booked the restaurant and would stay here tonight. Before entering, several people glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows. In the small Zhuxian Town, there are so many martial arts masters and many strangers. It would be strange if they are not abnormal. If you come here, you must have an unspeakable purpose.

Soon, Mr. Yang came out and pulled Ye Chen aside, "My friend, the people who just entered were all martial arts masters and many strangers."

"I'm not blind." Ye Chen just patted the dust on his body.

"What are you doing, I can calculate it."

"What else can a martial arts master and a stranger do besides robbing tombs?"

"You mean, their target is the old tomb in Zhendong?" Yang Ge Lao said tentatively.
Chapter completed!