Under the moonlit night, Ye Chen walked northward, gradually moving away, until his back was blurred, and he still looked back and looked at Tianxu. He liked the stone of enlightenment. If he had not had a mission, he would have continued to realize the truth. He would have been beaten if he was beaten. He had been used to it.

When he reached a deep mountain, he fell into it and gave the Emperor's Dao to the Underworld.

Unfortunately, the heavens are still isolated from the underworld, and it is difficult to get out of the underworld.

Ye Chen couldn't help but raise his eyes and looked up at the illusory, as if he could see the two supreme emperors on the Netherworld Mountain across the human and underworld. His eyes were still as hopeful as he hoped that the emperor would return and take charge of the heavens. Now the ten thousand realms are really too weak.

The Emperor of the Underworld was speechless, and the Emperor Huang was speechless, so he did not dare to force himself to open the channel.

Ye Chen left again, crossed a magnificent river, and crossed the vast earth.

Today's Xuanhuang has a more evil spirit than in the past. After the invasion of the demons, many ancient sites have collapsed and remained in the war, stained with undried blood, to warn the world that they are still alive, and they are all exchanged for the lives of countless heroic souls.

Three days later, Ye Chen appeared again in the Kunlun Ancient City in Zhongzhou.

Kunlun City at night is still prosperous, ancient and vicissitudes.

In short, he has been around for 170 years. In the future, the ancient city of Kunlun is still so ethereal, but there are many familiar faces, which is the legendary change of things and people.

"I didn't expect that the Holy Body was so cute when she was a child. Look at this little cock."

While walking, Ye Chen suddenly sighed and passed it on from a tea stall. He looked at it with his eyes fixedly and realized that it was a young monk holding a scroll of paintings, his eyes shining.

Not only the young monks looked at it again, but people were surrounded by people, and they were all sighing.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and glanced at the side, looking at the scroll through the figure.

At this time, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. It was not an ordinary scroll, and the picture on it was the Great Chu Hengyue Sect: a chubby little doll, carried by Xiong Er, and she was lifted up like that. Xie Yun and his talents were not idle either, rubbing their hands one by one to play the doll's little dick.

"Are you sure...he is the ancient holy body?"

"If you want to change your life, Ye Chen has been reborn as a child, and everyone in the world knows it."

"This glorious history is urinary."

Everyone talked and talked, chattering, which attracted more people to watch, both older and younger generations, and even the owner of the tea stall was squeezed out.

Who would have thought that the Holy Lord of Heaven, who was so angry that he had such a pleasing experience, was lifted by someone and shot his little cock. He even thought it was wonderful.

Looking at Mr. Ye again, he was already rubbing his eyebrows hard.

That's right, the little doll that Xiong Er carries in the scroll is really him. It was in his previous life. When he was studying the wordless heavenly book, he became only two or three years old. During that time, it was his lifelong shadow. When he recalled it, he suddenly felt pain.

So, the question is, how could this scroll run to the ancient city of Kunlun?

It is obvious that someone brought it here. As for that person, it needs to be said to be the Wutian Sword Lord. To be more precise, he was the Wutian Sword Lord who responded to the disaster, whose name was Mo Qin.

In the past, on the way back to Da Chu, Mo Qin looked for them to ask for the way, and by the way, he also sold a lot of pictures, all of which were related to Mr. Ye.

As it turns out, Mo Qinzhen arrived in Xuanhuang, and Zhen sold his paintings.

Maybe, the people of Xuanhuang Continent have already got a share?

Not to mention, this is true. Ye Chen has seen crowds of people along the way. There are always one or two people holding a scroll in their hands. Each one is about him, such as giving a hentai sack to his wife, and attempting to take the wife to the kiln.

Ye Chen felt dizzy and had scolded Mo Qin thousands of times.

What about Wutian Sword Master? I have never brought such a trick on my younger generation. I have been completely cleaned by your pictures. Now I am in trouble. When the heavens are weak, the entire world is in sorrow. Is it appropriate for you to do this?

With a curse in his heart, Ye Chen entered a restaurant.

Maybe he came too early and did not see Xichen. His spiritual sense dispersed and he could not find the son of the plane. He had to find a place by the window, lit a pot of turbid wine, and wait quietly.

This pot of wine is really uncomfortable to drink.

The restaurant is already full of figures, and there are always those individuals who take out the collectibles’ scrolls, which makes it even more lively, either in groups of three or May Day, and team up to appreciate them.

For this reason, Ye Chen's glorious deeds were taken out and said that no matter where the lively master went, he did great things that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods. It has been praised by the world today.

Ye Chen felt very embarrassed, and even drinking, he always wore a cloak.

It’s so popular that the tenth emperor of the Great Chu really has become so popular that it has become so popular that it has spread all over the heavens of the ten thousand realms.

At this moment, it is a blessing that Mo Qin is not here, otherwise he will be hammered. Regardless of whether you are a person who is a robbery, you will beat him up first, and strive to beat Wutian Sword Lord into Wutian bitch.

"Your sister, just drink it yourself and let it go!" A big scolding came from the cauldron. The guy named Nai Qi was thrusting his four donkeys' hooves and rushed around in a hurry.

Ye Chen did not reply, and used his thoughts to rush the divine whip.

Then, King Qi lay down, and Ye Chen's ears became quiet. It's just a strange thing. King Qi was so scared that no one was fighting. The emperor was worried that no one would beat him? You jumped out and looked for him to fight.

"The holy body is so leisurely!" The clear and spiritual female voice suddenly rang.

Before he finished speaking, he saw a woman sitting opposite Ye Chen. After a closer look, he turned out to be Bei Sheng. He had three thousand black hairs and dressed up as a man, so handsome that he was so bad.

Ye Chen was stunned, "Why are you here?"

"I came here to send a message by someone." Bei Sheng said, sending a wisp of spiritual consciousness.

Ye Chen read it, it was Xichen's, and he couldn't come for the time being, which was embarrassing. If he had known this, he would have been at home with his wife and children. Or, in the sky, he could understand the truth. If he could not do it, he would be able to go shopping for some treasures. It would be better than being let go of a pigeon. If he couldn't come, he would have said it earlier!

"You big Chu, the losses are heavy." Bei Sheng whispered.

"It's not just miserable, it's simply miserable." Ye Chen sighed.

"The same is true for our clan." Bei Sheng's eyes had a look of sadness, he became much haggard, and he could still see the corners of his mouth, blood flowing, and his face was slightly pale.

Ye Chen didn't speak, but just looked at Bei Sheng quietly, his eyes narrowed into a line, and found a trace of the origin of the demon from Bei Sheng's body, and it had become one with Bei Sheng.

Moreover, looking at the Northern Saint's Spiritual Expression, she obviously did not know that there was the origin of the demon in her body.

Yes, the origin of the demon is hidden very deeply, and most people cannot notice it.

Being stared at this, Bei Sheng was unnatural all over his body. He saw that the fairy light was covered with dusk, and the fairy light she was watching seemed to appear and merged with mysterious power.

Ye Chen rubbed his eyes, and was shaken by the fairy light and his eyes were darkened.

"Two friends, don't you want a baby?" As he spoke, someone came again. He was a vulgar old man with his old hand in his arms and smiling. His old yellow teeth were still stained with vegetable leaves. If a person like him had been placed in Da Chu, he would have been beaten and cried for 800 times.

Bei Sheng said nothing, and Ye Chen rubbed his eyes and waved his hands.

"Look first, it's not too late to talk about it." The vulgar old man laughed, more conscious than the Northern Saint, so he simply sat down and took out the treasure from his sleeve: a series of paintings.

Yes, it’s the picture scroll, Qingyishui is all Ye Chen.

When Ye Chen saw it, he pulled the corner of his mouth and almost turned the table up.

The expression of the Northern Saint was particularly wonderful. Looking at the paintings, I seemed to have forgotten the pain. The glorious deeds of the Tenth Emperor of Great Chu were all eye-catching.

"It's a baby!" said the vulgar old man, then he put away the scroll, stroked his old beard, and his waist was so straight that he was sure that they would want it. This is a baby.

Bei Sheng was still silent, looked sideways and glanced at Ye Chen.

Young Master Ye became smart and pulled his cloak down. With his skin, he felt quite embarrassed. If he did too many shameless things, Erpi's face would blush.

In this way, the atmosphere at the wine table was instantly unstoppable.

The vulgar old man waited for a long time but failed, so he left in a furious manner and went to sell it there.

Next, these things happened frequently.

More than a group of people came, they all carved about Ye Chen's paintings. The pixels of the picture were more than one level different from those of Mo Qin, and most of them were copied later to sell for money.

It’s not that Ye Chen’s paintings have supported many people? If you buy a painting, there will always be someone to buy it. This is the legendary celebrity effect.

The Northern Sheng was quite understanding, so he bought it, a complete set so that he could take it back to his family and be a textbook for his younger generations. Those who dared to learn from Ye Chen would be dragged out and beaten to death.

"Well, when will Senior Xichen return?" Ye Chen coughed dryly, changing the topic.

"I don't know." Bei Sheng replied very casually.

"Can you know where he went?" Ye Chen asked again.

"I don't know." Bei Sheng returned casually, just looking at the scrolls in front of Ye Chen, one by one, and really forgot the pain and was fascinated by seeing them.

Ye Chen didn't ask anymore, but simply got up. He couldn't cover it anymore. Since Xichen didn't come, then go around elsewhere. It would be better to find a place without anyone, and it's okay to have a crack in the ground.

He stood up, Bei Sheng collected the scroll, and then stood up and followed closely.

"There is something else?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.

"I borrow your reincarnation eye and give people a medical treatment." Bei Sheng said lightly.

"I'll be ill when I see you."

"Don't talk nonsense, follow me." Bei Sheng said, and ascending to the sky in one step.

Ye Chen sighed and followed through with no time. He really wanted to educate Beisheng and ask me to see a doctor. He said it was already! You still have time to read the picture scroll, and you have enough leisure.

One by one, one by one, one behind, and one by one, they escaped into the Space Domain Sect.

In the passage, Bei Sheng was much more normal, but he didn't dare to look directly at Ye Chen. He always remembered the ancient ruins of that year. The shameless bitch in front of him stripped her clothes. Every time the two of them were alone, a blush flashed across her cheeks.

Ye Chen is the same, he is too big to lose his tail, so he deliberately avoids it.

The conscience of heaven and earth, and then God knew that the Northern Saint was a woman.

No one said anything, and the atmosphere was once awkward. Only the corners of the two of them were bleeding from their mouths. Ye Chen was fine, but the Bei Sheng had a slightly unstable breath. Most of the time it was the invasion of the demon, and the injuries were not healed. In addition, the poison of the demon origin made her in a very poor state.

"Do you know that there is the origin of the demon in your body?" Ye Chen finally spoke.

"The origin of the demon?" Bei Sheng was stunned, indeed unaware of it.

Ye Chen brushed his hand and used the power of the sky to clear the cover in the dark, so that the Northern Saint could clearly see the origin of the demon, hidden deep enough that it was almost invisible.

"How could this be?" Bei Sheng Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his expression became ugly.

"I, who is also carrying the origin of the demon, also want to know." Ye Chen shrugged.

Bei Sheng couldn't help but raise his eyes and saw the bleeding from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, which was exactly the same as her condition. She should have understood why Ye Chen had always had bleeding from the blood before the battle with Kui Luo. It must have been infected with the origin of the demon at that time. She should also understand that such a devil's origin would be difficult to eliminate, otherwise, with the means of the Great Chu, how could Ye Chen not be cured?

"Where does the origin of the demon come from without the devil?" Bei Sheng said in confusion.

"Don't underestimate the demon, are you very capable?" Ye Chen sat down and carried the wine pot. The blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth could not be wiped out. In the end, he simply stopped.

"Will we turn into demons?" Bei Sheng pursed his lips.

Ye Chen took a sip of the strong wine and smiled slightly, "Maybe."
Chapter completed!