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Chapter 2150: Obligation

Han Xin left, but Ye Chen shook his head sighed and said that he would not calculate what happened next, all depends on Han Xin's choice. If he insisted on being a prince, his life would not last long. Since ancient times, his achievements have been so great that he will cause death, let alone the newly established dynasty. If you think the emperor is a brother, the king regards you as a disaster. You can share the hardships with him, but you will not be able to enjoy wealth with him.

However, Han Xin did not obey his good words and claimed to be of great merit. Even the Emperor of Han did not dare to touch him. However, he underestimated the Han Dynasty. Since the ninth month of Zhuxian Town, he was called guilty of treason, and his life has truly come to an end.

What's ridiculous is that it was not the Emperor of Han who killed him, but the Han Dynasty, a famous general who was famous all over the world. He did not die on the battlefield, but died tragically at the hands of a woman.

When a cunning rabbit dies, a lackey is cooked; when a bird dies, a good bow is hidden.

When life and death were dying, Han Xin realized the profound meaning of Ye Chen's words. Unfortunately, he understood it too late. He even earned a charge of treason until he died. He was the loser and was destined to be infamous for thousands of years.

His death caused an uproar in the world.

The people who don’t know why really think that Han Xin is a traitor, but they all know it a little bit. It’s just that he is deeply rooted in the court. The Emperor of Han may not even sleep. If the heroes do not know how to advance and retreat, they will dig their own graves.

Under the moon, Ye Chen quietly looked up at the stars.

Han Xin's life star is already in the sky, and the general who is hard to see for five hundred years will eventually become dust.

In a quiet moment, March passed by in a hurry.

It has been ten years since Ye Chen came to Zhuxian Town.

Even Ye Chen himself didn't believe it, and he stayed in the ancient star of the mortal world for ten years. For those moments, he thought he was just a mortal, working from the sunrise and resting from the sunset, without any intrigue or sword light and shadow, everything was dull.

Late at night, the evil demon came, his face was quite pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding from time to time, and even his breath was weak. He could tell at a glance that he was injured, and his soul was affected, and his origin was severely damaged, and there was a look of pain in his beautiful eyes.

Ye Chen frowned. There were not many people who could hurt evil demons so much.

"There is something that I need your help, I don't know if it's convenient." The demon sat down, his words were so painful, and his legs were crossed and he was still serious.

"I have to go up the sword and the sea of ​​fire, I am obliged to do anything." Ye Chen immediately patted his chest and said with great righteousness. The evil demon seemed to be discussing with him, but in fact it was useless. Whether he agreed or not, it was no different. Since he knew that the results were the same, it would be better to show loyalty. If this woman was happy, could she still appreciate him some treasures?

The evil demon raised his eyebrows so much that he was moved by Ye Chen's words.

Since Ye Chen said this, she was not polite. She raised her hand and drew a halo for Ye Chen to prevent him from slipping away. Only after the matter was done did Ye Chen's seal be opened.

Then, the picture became a little disharmonious, and to be more precise, a bit bloody.

That's right, it's bloody: the evil demon will bleed him again.

Ye Chen pulled the corners of his mouth straight, and he couldn't move or talk. He just watched the evil demon bleed him, and he didn't stop.

This scene made me feel inexplicably comfortable when I saw the two supreme emperors in the underworld.

Ye Chen has always bleed to others, but today, he was finally released by others.

The evil demon's actions are not funny, but it really requires Ye Chen's blood. Every drop of the ancient holy body contains true energy. Swallowing this holy blood is much more useful than taking spiritual medicine. The evil demon is not stupid. He doesn't take the magic medicine, so he thought about bleeding Ye Chen.

Look at Ye Chen's face, it's so dark. You crazy woman, you came from all over the world and just bleed me! Is it still convenient? What you said is nice?

At some point, the evil demon stopped, pulled the aperture, and sealed Ye Chen again.

The sad Ye Chen was shaking, unable to stand steadily, and his head was dizzy. He had several bowls of blood on his back. It would be strange if he didn't feel dizzy. If it were an ordinary person, he would have been lying there long ago.

"This is what you said, I didn't force you." The demon shrugged.

"Can you be more real?" Ye Chen couldn't help but curse.

"You are in good health, it's okay to put a few more bowls." The demon smiled.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, and the corners of his mouth twitched. This reason was quite fresh and refined. He was speechless when he heard about this god of pit.

The evil demon disagreed and sat cross-legged in the air, fused with holy blood, and was quiet to heal the wounds.

Ye Chen sat on the ground, staring at the evil demon with a dark face. He gave me so much blood, but he gave me some tonics! He also knew what a face was.

But the evil demon didn't hear about his expression and was only focused on healing his wounds.

Not to mention, Ye Chen's holy blood was really used to her injuries. The ancient power contained in the holy blood wiped out the hidden wounds for him. By the way, even his fairy body was refined. After a few bowls of holy blood, the aura of the evil demon became much more majestic, and the momentum was still rising all the way. It seemed that he was still stance to break through the peak of the quasi-emperor.

At this moment, a sudden rumbling sound was heard, and the whole world trembled.

Ye Chenhuo stood up and looked up at the starry sky in shock. It was a sign of the imperial punishment. Needless to say, even the evil demons attracted her. She was a great god of prehistoric power. After being resurrected with her soul, she was a real peak of quasi-emperor. If she gave her a little chance, there was a possibility of becoming an emperor. If she could really help her become an emperor, it would be worth it to give him a few more bowls of blood.

Unfortunately, the thunder comes and goes quickly, and the Void returns to peace.

The evil demon vomited blood, not because of the injury, but because of the emperor's God's punishment, he only took half a step, but he finally failed to cross it. There was a natural barrier between her and the emperor.

"Or why don't you give me some blood?" Ye Chen said tentatively.

"Do you think it's so easy to become an emperor?" The evil demon was amused again.

"That's because I'm thinking too much." Ye Chen coughed dryly, not because he looked up to the Holy Blood, but because he underestimated the Emperor. As the evil demon said, if the opportunity is not right, even if he swallowed the Great Holy Body Emperor Huang, he would still be unable to get the throne. Otherwise, so many quasi-emperors would have been awarded the emperor long ago.

The evil demon left again. Before leaving, he finally left some tonic for Ye Chen.

The woman was in a very good mood and had an ancient holy body. It was really good. When she was injured, she would just run away to release some blood to Ye Chen, which would save a lot of magic medicine.

I don’t know if Ye Chen heard this, would he jump up and curse.

There was nothing to say all night, dawn was dawn in a blink of an eye.

In the early morning, Ye Chen carried his outfit and left the small garden with a sloppy look, and arranged his outfit in peace. At this time, Yang Xuan and others would appear as soon as possible. There is also Yang Ge Lao, who must do a fortune teller every day, and they are the kind who do not give fortune telling money.

It’s nothing for Yang Xuan and the other three, but Yang Ge Lao is okay. He can live for more than twenty years after leaving behind the past ten years.

However, today's Xia Lan's face became a little pale.

Ye Chen looked at it and realized that the Yin-Yang Immortal Pattern in her body had begun to decline. Although the speed was slow, it was not a good sign. His fate was dead and was supported by the Yin-Yang Immortal Pattern. Even if he was not sure how long Xia Lan could survive.

Xia Lan should have known this in her heart and had already accepted her fate.

Ye Chen is powerless. Once the Yin-Yang Immortal Pattern fades, no one can save her. It’s a pity that Mr. Yang is still in the dark and does not know that his wife is a living dead person.

As night fell, Ye Chen put on his cloak, put on his head and left Zhuxian Town.

Every once in a while, he would go out, or in a few days or months, appear in ancient cities of all sizes and stop in villages, just to find the same soul of his destiny to prove that this ancient star has reincarnation. Just look for another one and the contradiction will be resolved.

This time, he walked longer and farther, and for a full ten years, he had not returned to Zhuxian Town.

Over the past ten years, he has gone to so many places, sleeping all the way, just like in Dachu, looking for reincarnation. Anyone with a living world has his figure, and no one can accompany him, but only loneliness and bleakness are full of vicissitudes.

However, after searching for ten years, he had not found the same natal soul.

The soul of the birth has not been found, but it has seen many prosperity in the world. Although the Han emperor was cruel to his meritorious officials, he was also a benevolent and righteous ruler to the people. There was no war in the world and the people were healthy.

It was another quiet night. He settled in the mountains and forests and lit a bonfire.

The flames swayed and smelled the fragrance of a woman again.

He knew that the woman dreamed of him again. For ten years, every three or five days, she would dream about it. Moreover, she would dream wherever she went, and every dream would be accurate.

"Follow me all the way, I won't owe you money, right?" Ye Chen said with a smile.

Obviously, there will be no echo, or he will not hear it.
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