In front of the Yaoyue Palace, there was a silence. The disciples and elders of the Yaoyue Palace were pounding their hearts. Many people were still using their sleeves to wipe their cold sweat, and they did not dare to make a sound, for fear of angering each other. These four people were not just making fun of it. Not to mention the martial arts myth, just talking about the sword saint, the sword maniac and Yang Xuan, they could destroy the Yaoyue Palace. No one present could escape.

For a moment, everyone's eyes when they looked at Mr. Yang... changed. Being able to invite these four great gods proved that his face was not ordinary.

"I'm here to pick up my sister-in-law this time, I don't know if it's convenient." The long-lasting jing was finally broken by Ye Chen's smile. As the saying goes, "Friends first and then soldiers are later. If you invite Yuegong to make things difficult for Yang Ge Lao, he doesn't mind giving these women a good lesson."

"Fang...convenient." Elder Yan Yueda said with a smile.

Convenient, can it be inconvenient? Since the martial arts myths are given to them, they have to continue, otherwise, the next time they will be a discussion, it will be a huge catastrophe, and the entire Yaoyue Palace will be removed from the world.

"That's really annoying." Ye Chen smiled, and said nothing more. He simply found a stone chair, took out a wine pot, and drank it leisurely.

"I ran all the way and my legs hurt." Shangguan Jiu and Yang Xuan also sat down. One raised his legs and looked at this and that. The other held a purple gold knife and wiped it hard with a rag, as if saying: We are going to fight if we don't agree.

The Sword Saint is more subtle, walking slowly, enjoying the mountain scenery.

The most exciting thing is Yang Ge Lao. He clenched his hands tightly and sweated. He thought there would be a fierce battle. Who would have thought that such a simple thing was all thanks to Ye Chen and the Sword Saint. The power of the four of them was better than anything else.

Looking at the opposite side, Elder Yao Yuezhong and his disciples didn't dare to move, they were all in a proper manner, and they were really scared.

Soon, Xia Lan was released and dressed in plain clothes. Although she committed the serious crime of Yingyue Palace, Yingyue Palace did not punish her. Except for her haggard face, everything was well.

Before coming, the elder who let her down had already informed the whole story and the major events in the world in the world as soon as possible. Xia Lan was shocked... until now.

On this side, Lao Yang could no longer help but pounced over. A big man cried so hard that he cried.

Xia Lan also had tears in her eyes, and the picture was very sensational.

Ye Chen stood up and smiled at the ten elders of the Yaoyue Palace, "Dear seniors, I hope that we will not disturb them in the future."

"I... I don't know." Elder Yao Yueda smiled dryly.

"This is the best." Ye Chen smiled and turned around, but he didn't take the road away. He walked out one mountain after another.

Ling Feng also broke his etiquette and bowed to Elders Yaoyue, and left with light skills.

However, Shangguan Jiu and the other two kicked Lao Yang when they left, "I still cried, I left."

The two finally separated, Yao Yue wiped her tears, faced Yao Yue Palace, faced the disciples and elders of Yao Yue Palace, and knelt on the ground with a bang. She has been here since she can remember. She may not be able to return for her life after leaving. She needs to kneel down to finish the past.

The ten elders of Yaoyue all wanted to step forward, but they did not move their steps. They turned slightly and waved their hands gently, "Let's go! From today on, you will have no connection with Yaoyue Palace."

Xia Lan cried and bent over and kowtowed three times, like a child without a mother, saying goodbye to his hometown.

Mr. Yang Ge helped Xia Lan up, turned around slowly, and gradually drifted away.

Why!

Behind him was a sigh. Although he was holding back his heart, Elder Yaoyue was still secretly looking away. Looking at Xia Lan's back, he was as if he was looking at the little girl who was ignorant of the world. In a flash, it had been decades, and what should have left was finally leaving.

The disciples of the Maid of the Yaoyue Palace looked at Xia Lan, but they all had a lot of yearning, and they could not hide their envy.

Born in the world, no one will be ruthless, and they are no exception. They have long been tired of this cold palace and hope that there will be a great hero to take them away.

Unfortunately, that pitiful hope is a sad luxury after all.

After leaving the Yaoyue Palace, Ling Feng, Yang Xuan and Shangguan Jiu ran to the other side and made an appointment to go to Zhuxian Town together to ask Ye Chen for advice.

Ye Chen, Yang Ge Lao and Xia Lan, set out on the way home together.

The war horses were neighing and galloping all the way.

Ye Chen's horse seems to be faster, or maybe it was done on purpose and didn't want to be a light bulb.

Behind, Lao Yang and Xia Lan were sitting on the same horse, which was so irritating.

Especially Lao Yang, he never stopped talking about Guishan all the way. Xia Lan covered his mouth several times, shocked Ye Chen's strength, was curious about Ye Chen's identity, and was grateful for Ye Chen's actions. He was really their noble person.

This marriage is destined by heaven, but rather Ye Chen led the red dust line and pointed the mandarin couple's score.

As it was getting late, the three of them strangled the reins in front of a city.

This ancient city is close to the southern border. The eight princes have not yet reached this point. There are quite a few people in the city. Most of them are packing their luggage and preparing to escape. At first glance, they look desolate.

At night, the three of them found an inn.

The guy Yang Ge was a little anxious. After dinner, he fooled Xia Lan back to the room and closed the door tightly. In just three or five seconds, he heard the creaking sound of the bed. Ye Chen was so sad. This action was so slick! Didn’t he take off his clothes?

Without the two, Ye Chen became quiet. He went to a small restaurant, and ordered a pot of turbid wine by the window, drank quietly, and looked up at the starry sky. The moon tonight was particularly round. In the mortal world, it should be the Mid-Autumn Festival and reunion festival.

"Customer, it's closed." It was late at night when I saw someone coming up. He was an old man, over 70 years old and amiable. He should be the shopkeeper of this small restaurant.

"Old man, sit down and have a drink?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

The old man hesitated for a moment, but still walked over and smiled kindly.

"Everyone is running away, why don't you leave?" Ye Chen said, filling the old man with a cup.

"I'm old, I can't run anymore." The old man smiled and shook his head. His turbid old eyes still had a moment of daze. He could not hide the vicissitudes of time, nor could he hide the sadness and sorrow. Usually, people with such a demeanor all hide stories. He should be lonely and helpless, and he doesn't want to leave his hometown, and the children who are still waiting for the war, wait... and then wait for a white head.

Ye Chen stopped asking, and understood the old man's state of mind very much.

With a simple dialogue, both of them were silent.

The old man seemed to have forgotten the time. He was here to call Ye Chen to close, but now he is drinking one cup after another, as if he is drowning his sorrow. As he drinks, he suddenly cries, his face full of tears and crying. He doesn't need a glass of wine. He just drinks in front of the wine pot and drinks it straight on the table.

"My son, when will you return? Dad can't hold on." The old man's dreams were extremely hoarse, and tears were still flowing in the corners of his eyes in his sleep.

Ye Chen rubbed his eyebrows and shouldn't have asked the old man to drink, so that people remember sad things. Even though he knew that the child had probably died on the battlefield, he still had illusions in his heart, waiting hard, and deceiving himself for decades, he wanted to take a look at his child before he died.

Why!

With a sigh, Ye Chen carried the old man back to his room, and helped him close the store door before going back to sleep.

In the early morning, before the sky was dawn, noisy shouts were heard, "The enemy is coming, run away!"

This voice caused the entire ancient city to fall into chaos. People were like a tide, rushing out of the ancient city, driving cattle and horses, dragging their families and crying from babies, all prepared enough food and fled desperately.

"Damn war." Xia Lan sighed on the horse's back.

"Where there are people, there are not only the world, but also the chaos." Yang Ge Lao was also full of compassion.

Ye Chen said nothing, closed his eyes and immediately raised his whip. Although he wanted to save the world, he was not a savior. The change of dynasties was a necessity of history. This stage was inevitable in all dynasties, and he was an outsider and could not participate.

In this way, the three of them did not stop all the way, and they arrived at Zhuxian Town five days later.

Xia Lan and Lao Yang went back, while Ye Chen went to the direction of Lao Tomb.

As soon as he entered the ancient tomb, Empress Yin Yue knelt down with a pounce, "Thank you for helping me."

Ye Chen hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "I said sister-in-law, I will end my life if I am like this when I go back."

The Yin Yue Princess stood up, her eyes were full of gratitude. She knelt before, because of feelings. Ye Chen was indeed a great benefactor. Otherwise, the spiritual power of Yuan Jing had already been exhausted at this moment, and his husband had already been in the underworld.

"Don't meet me in the future." Ye Chen smiled, stepped onto the stone platform, glanced at Qin Xiong. His last breath was still there, all of this was Yuan Jing's credit.

Speaking of Yuan Jing, Ye Chen raised his head and looked into the air.

The source crystal at this moment was reduced by several times more than before, and the devil had swallowed too much spiritual power, and its luster was much dimmed.

Ye Chen brushed his hand and took out the source crystal ring of the old Taoist Yinshan Mountain, supported it with internal force, and the two source crystals were fused together at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their spiritual power was much more powerful.

"What is the old Taoist in Yinshan?" Emperor Yinyue said in surprise.

"You still recognize the old Taoist Yinshan?" Ye Chen smiled.

"The ancestors have some origins." The Imperial Princess Yin Yue nodded, "About it, he had to call me uncle, the little kid, whose understanding of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams is definitely not below me. This ring is a family heirloom from the Yinshan lineage, which can help people prolong their lives. Their family members are old birthday stars. I didn't know the ring artifact back then, but now I understand that it was made by Yuan Jing, but I didn't expect it and fell into the hands of my predecessors."

"My relationship with him is a bit irrelevant." Ye Chen coughed dryly, but he didn't say anything about that night, including the affairs of Guishan, the affairs of the martial arts world, and the defeat of the King of Yan.

Emperor Yin Yue was not interested in these things. The dust returned to the dust and the soil returned to the soil. She had already taken it lightly. What she cared about was the reincarnation of Qin Xiong.

It was late at night that Ye Chen left the ancient tomb, and there was no threat from the demon. Qin Xiong would be in danger if he was reincarnated. He just waited for him to unseal and resurrected him.
Chapter completed!