As the wine spilled on the ground, Ye Xuan's words fell to the ground.
Behind that huge tomb, it slowly split apart.
A big, skinny hand poked out of it.
The big hand was on the side, as if the owner of the big hand was using the force to sit up.
After a while.
A skinny man wearing a bloody robe with disheveled hair sat up from the grave.
He sat there for a long time, seeming to be thinking about something.
He... seemed to have slept for a long, long time.
It lasted so long that it felt like countless epochs had passed.
It seems that a lot of memory has been lost.
He needs some time to think about it.
"... Ye Bu Gu."
"Looking for foster father."
The man in the blood robe spoke in a low voice. Perhaps his throat was dry and hoarse because he had slept for too long, and he sounded like a ghost.
But after saying these six words, the thin figure of the man in blood robe gradually swelled up at this moment.
In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a young man.
He raised his head slightly, revealing his eyes as dark as night.
Very clean, yet with a hint of arrogance.
He climbed up from the grave, climbed to the tombstone and sat down, looking at the young man in black robe who was pouring wine in front of the tombstone.
Because the young man in black robe lowered his head, he could not see his face clearly.
But sensing the unique temperament of the young man in black robe, he knew who was coming! "Father!"
The young man in blood robe jumped down from the tombstone and jumped in front of Ye Xuan, looking at Ye Xuan in great surprise.
Ye Xuan looked at the excited young man in blood-robed clothes and couldn't help but smile. He reached out and handed the snow-raised sword gourd in his hand to him.
The blood-robed young man was slightly startled, but he still accepted the Daxue Yangjian Gourd honestly. He looked at Ye Xuan and said excitedly: "Father, my child has finally found you!"
Ye Xuan pointed at Daxue Yangjian Gourd, indicating that he would drink first and then talk after finishing the drink.
When the young man in blood robe saw this, he didn't talk nonsense, he raised his head and started to pour heavily.
"Ahem..." This was good. The Eternal Demon Emperor Ye Bugu, who had drank all the spirits in the world, was choked and his face was red at this moment.
But Ye Bugu didn't feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he said with a surprised look on his face: "Father, what kind of wine is this?"
Although he didn't drink much, the power in the wine made Ye Bugu clearly feel that his body had regained some vitality! This was something unprecedented.
Since he woke up for the last time, he has no longer been able to feel the vitality of this body.
He even had an intuition that as long as he walked out of Tianyuan Cemetery, this body would be reduced to ashes in an instant.
It was as if it had never appeared.
This is why he never left.
Although the power of Tianyuan Cemetery is a bit strange, this power will allow them to survive in another form.
At this moment, the restoration of vitality seems to prove that this body is not completely dead! "If it tastes good, drink more."
Ye Xuan said softly.
Ye Bugu heard the words and started drinking again without saying a word.
With the experience just now, I didn’t get choked again.
After Ye Bugu took a big sip, he was filled with admiration, but still returned the Snow-raised Sword Gourd to Ye Xuan.
No matter what, this belongs to my adoptive father. No matter how delicious it is, don’t drink too much. Otherwise, what would your adoptive father drink?
Ye Xuan grinned and took back the Daxue Sword Gourd.
As father and son, there is no need to say anything more.
"Father, who are these two?"
Ye Bugu naturally also discovered the ancestors of Qiankun and Kuangnu standing not far away, and couldn't help but ask.
Ye Xuan refers to the ancestor of Qiankun: "Qiankun pot, you have to call seniors."
Later, he pointed to the slave: "The slave, you have to call the predecessor."
Qiankun's ancestors and slavery did not lonely at night.
Night is not lonely and arched back: "I have never seen two seniors at night."
Later, Ye did not lonely with a look back, looked at Ye Xuan, and grinned: "Righteous father, you have a blood relationship with me!"
Ye Xuanxuan was not alone at night.
Night can't help shrinking his head, and laughed: "Just kidding the righteous father, don't be angry."
Ye Xuan didn't really get angry, but there was a layer of haze in his heart.
Seeing Yosi Yiye is not alone, he actually doesn't understand.
Why the Lord of the Funeral Emperor detained his life soul into the era of mythology, and everything that happened could affect all the years in the future.
And with the help of the years and too much virtual beads to return to ancient times, everything that happened would return to the right track. Even Xiao Qiankun, the memory of the slave would be erased.
The cultivation of his breakthrough in ancient times has also been turned into black.
If there are not years and too much pearls, will his memory be erased?
This is also worthy of this.
Because his emperor soul is the most horrible state of soul power since ancient times.
Never reached that level.
But because of this, he didn't understand all this.
Even he even had a horrible idea.
He ... it was the Emperor Night Emperor in itself, and then Ye Xuan.
But this is not explained at all.
"Father?
Are you angry? "
Seeing that Ye Xuan didn't reply, I couldn't help asking at night, a little scared.
When the righteous father taught him that year, he was extremely severe. He still had a psychological shadow now.
Ye Xuan recovered his thoughts and smiled slightly: "It's okay."
"That's good."
Never relieved at night.
That look does not look like an eternal Demon Emperor.
Although the Emperor Emperor is an eternal demon, he is not alone at night.
It is the righteous son of the Emperor of the Night! At this moment, in front of his righteous father, even if he is an ancient Emperor, that is the righteous son.
Ye Xuan gripped with the void and condensed two large bowls.
The heavy snow raising sword gourds automatically drifted, and the two large bowls were filled with wine.
"Are you?"
It is a bit confused at night.
Ye Xuan waved gently, one of them flew in front of the night, and he said softly: "Today we are two father and son, not drunk."
Never smells lonely at night, grin: "Okay!"
Speaking, he picked up the bowl and finished.
Ye Xuan is not behind.
The ancestor of Qiankun not far away saw that scene and made a look at the slavery, ready to retreat.
The slave is one -eyed, and I didn't seem to see it.
The ancestor of Qiankun couldn't help his eyebrows and coldly, and said angrily: "Your mother, can't you understand the eyes, go further."
The slavery looked back without refuting, and followed Qian Kun's ancestor to go a little farther.
Leave Ye Xuan and Ye Wu or Lonely Father and Son, drink while drinking.
This time, Ye Xuan didn't conceal too much about Ye's loneliness, and told many things about Ye Nosan.
When Ye Bu alone heard those deeds, his eyes were reddish: "Actually, the child has long known that you must be a peerless existence, especially after I became emperor, more convinced this."
"It's just that you can hide it, even if I become emperor, I can't inform your a little news."
When it comes to this, the night is not lonely a little grievance.
Ye Xuan smiled and cursed: "Come on, you have become an eternal demon emperor, and it looks like a little grievance."
The night did not hear the words and grinned again: "That's also, if the descendants see it, how much words!"
Ye Xuan's drinking action suddenly stiffened. This chapter has been completed!