Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1258: Large movie
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In the middle of the night, Ye Chen took his palm.
Su Xin'er is still knee-crossed there, bathed in the moonlight, very bright and clean.
Ye Chen walked to the top of the mountain and took out two scrolls, a pair of Chu Xuan (Chu Ling) and a pair of Hongchen. Under Star Radiance, both of these scrolls are mysterious, making him invisible.
I do n’t know when, he just took the scroll, took a mirror from storage bag, and quietly looked at his face.
Of course, strangely, there is no face in the mirror, as if he is a non-existent person.
Ye Chen smiled, there was a touch of sadness in the smile, no one knows what kind of meaning does this kind of laugh represent, and no one knows, why the mirror ca n’t show him, that mysterious answer, maybe Only he knows it, the more he knows, the more he makes his heart tremble.
The breeze blew, and the mirror in his hand turned into fly ash, which passed away with the night.
Under the starry sky, his back is slightly bleak, and the breeze is puzzled, constantly touching his black hair, slapping his face again and again, but he can't hide the ancient vicissitudes.
His eyes became dim, with more sadness in his smile, like a statue standing.
Below, Su Xin'er woke up and walked quietly to the top of the mountain, trying to speak, but he said nothing.
Bite her teeth, she finally went around behind Ye Chen and gently pinched the shoulder of Ye Chen, just like a well-behaved maid, to exhaust her young master.
The night was getting deeper, and Ye Chen's eyes were shaking, seeming to be really tired, and he gently crooked to Su Xin'er's leg.
Su Xin'er smiled lightly, constantly flicking his black hair, gently stroking his face.
Nothing to say all night, and then dawn.
In the early morning, the warm sunshine flooded the earth, which covered this fairy mountain with a gorgeous fairy costume.
During sleep, I feel that a woman's fragrance keeps rushing towards me, Ye Chen opens his eyes subconsciously.
Then, Ye Chen hurriedly stood up, feeling the saliva in the corner of her mouth embarrassedly.
Looking at Su Xin'er again, a lot of wet skirts were wet with saliva from Ye Chen. If she had n’t seen it with her own eyes, she did n’t even know that the heavenly Saint Lord was sleeping and drooling.
Unexpected!
Ye Chen gave a dry laugh, turned slackly, and walked down the mountain in one step.
Su Xin'er grinned and followed.
The Murong Family Hall has been promoted by the people. The Murong Family Old Ancestor, Saint Lord and the elders are all present, and they are all dressed very solemnly.
Ye Chen came in, followed by Su Xin'er.
Huh?
They have a sharp eye, and they whispered.
This ...!
Banman and others looked at Ye Chen, and their eyes fell on Su Xin'er, and their eyes also looked at Su Xin'er's lower body in unison, her group of wet large pieces of the lower body was still very eye-catching.
Seeing this, Su Xin'er hurriedly took out a white robe and covered his lower body.
Many people waited with strange eyes, and they looked at Ye Chen one after another. It seemed that there was a sentence in your eyes: Did you take my aunt?
Seeing the strange eyes of everyone, Ye Chen could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
For a time, the atmosphere in the hall became strange. A group of old guys in Murong family stared at Ye Chen. A group of people touched their chins, and a group of people slapped their beards like a monkey.
Do n’t do it!
Ye Chen gave a dry cough, which was as embarrassing as Su Xin'er.
Come here!
The quietness in the hall was broken by a sound from outside, and the big man of the big man rushed into the hall like a stream of light.
Behind him, a majestic figure emerged slowly, tall and tall, like a mountain with tenacity, and red. With naked arms and red. With naked feet, the whole body haunted the thunder, the muscles were like dragons, full of explosive force, a pair Big eyes like copper bells shone brightly.
That is the Holy King?
The Murong family expert looked at them one after another, and they looked up in unison, because the Holy King Barbarian looks very tall.
Holy King!
The people in the room took a deep breath and hurriedly greeted them. Their eyes were full of awe. Faced with the Holy King Barbarian, it was like facing a giant mountain. The breath of the Holy King was extremely heavy.
Have seen seniors!
Murong's family, whether it is Old Ancestor, Saint Lord or elders, respectfully performed a salute at this moment.
The saint king barbarian smiled, a pair of eyes of the size of a brass bell, kept looking at the scene until he looked around for a while, and finally looked at the barbarian, "Which is my daughter-in-law."
"This and this." Manxiong smiled and pulled Manchu to his side. "This little girl, I can't look at it."
"Barbarous ... barbarously seen seniors." Barbaric today is extremely reserved, especially in front of a holy king.
"It ’s good to call your father." The saint king barbarian revealed two rows of white teeth. The more he looked, the more joyful he was, and he looked at it. It is an extraordinary Magical Artifact, which is specially for the protection of 'Nascent Divinity', and the Murong family who watched can't help but be surprised.
"The Holy King shot, it was really generous." Ye Chen sighed sounded, as if he also saw the extraordinary of the Shenzhu.
"Thank you dad yet." Manxiong grinned.
"Thank you ... Thank you Dad." He was even more terrified, and his head was a little dizzy. He never wanted to meet for the first time. A holy king gave her such a precious pearl, which made her feel unreal.
"I said, your feet are fast!" Ye Chen poked the man.
"What foot strength, thousands of miles voice transmission." Man Xiong squeezed his hair, "I have checked, Ji Yangzong is not close to here, at least half a day away, let us give him a guard."
"Visually, you can pick up the baby again." Ye Chen rubbed his hands.
"I said, am I calling your aunt or your sister?" Manxiong looked at Su Xin'er.
"This ....." Manxiong froze at the question of Su Xin'er.
"What kind of sister is called aunt." He stomped on the foot, and he didn't forget the same man, "No big or small."
"Anyway, aunt will be aunt."
"Well, for a whole time, our two generations have been reduced by one level." Ye Chen's expression is a little strange.
"Senior King, please." When several people spoke, Murong's expert had invited the Saint King barbarian to the banquet.
It is worth mentioning that the Saint King Barbarian sits cross-legged and is taller than the people present, and he does not use chopsticks to eat. He grabs directly with his hands. Besides the Murong ’s wine glass, he simply does not use it, but directly. It ’s very simple to use the wine jar, and one jar after another.
The main thing is that the meal of the Saint King Barbarian is not so large, and the banquet prepared by Murong is not enough for him.
Murong's family is stunned, but they will never be stingy with meals, and then change to another table after eating.
Fat!
After three tours, the Saint King Barbarian patted his belly, took out his large mace, and continuously nourished with a kind of purple blood.
Dragon blood!
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the source of the purple blood.
And the Murong family members were shocked by the mace of the Saint Barbarian, but it was a fierce weapon. If a rod fell down, Saint might not be able to carry it, let alone them.
Boom!
As everyone watched, there was a rumbling sound from afar.
After hearing the sound, everyone got up, and at a distance, they saw the clouds rolling, as if thousands of horses and horses were running, crushing the sky.
The people of the Extreme Sun Sect were killed, the battle was huge, and the shadows were overwhelming.
In the room of speaking, Ji Yangzong expert has already been killed, covering the sky and covering the sun, and surrounding Murong ’s house is impenetrable, like a vast ocean. There is always a posture to engulf this fairy mountain.
Boom!
As the sky shuddered, an Saint of the Extreme Yangzong stepped forward, with a cold voice like a thunderous thunder, "Murong Family, I'm so brave to wait, even the people of my Extreme Yangzong dare to kill. "
"They should kill." Murong's family Quasi Saint faintly, did not succumb under the pressure of Saint, the Holy King sits in town, they are afraid of a bird.
"Okay, very good." Ji Yangzong Saint laughed angrily.
"Kill me." Another Saint has already, suddenly raised his sword and scolded the world.
"Kill." The extremely positive Sect expert came from all over the world, either Killing Formation, or the powerful Divine Ability, or the killing Magical Artifact, all sacrificed at the same time, like the ocean, covering the whole fairy mountain.
Surely, at this moment, a huge spiked mace suddenly appeared, and a rod swept across the sky. The polar Yangzong expert that just rushed up was instantly wiped out by the sweeping dust, even Sovereign Realms, Quasi Saint Unable to be spared, the blood mist that burst exploded instantly covered the void sky.
This ...!
Jiyangzong expert expression changed drastically and looked at the Murong Family in front of the Immortal Mountain in shock.
There, the barbarian of the Holy King has already come out, and every step of the walk is trembling on the sky.
The three Saints of the Extreme Sun Sect narrowed their eyes and stared at the man, "Murong's family has Saint."
Compared with the people of the Jiyang Sect, Murong ’s expert is particularly inspiring. The Holy King of genuine is a giant god. It is so powerful that no one can shake it.
Manxiong also flew out of the Immortal Mountain and ran to the Saint King Barbarian, and he did not forget to point to the opposite polar ancestor expert, "Dad, is this group of cubs, beat your daughter-in-law yesterday."
"Why fight me." The Saint Barbarian opened his mouth, and Cancan stared at the three Saint in front of the Jiyangzong.
"Crude savage, Xiu wants to speak with rhetoric." Ji Yangzong said Saint coldly.
"Dad, this boy scolds you." Manxiong picked his ear.
"I heard it."
"Where are the barbarians, get away." A Saint of Ji Yangzong froze, suddenly raised his palm to shoot, the huge palm prints, covered the sky, like mountains, heavy, with strong coercion.
The Saint Barbarian also moved. Without saying a word, he picked up the mace and hit.
Boom!
The sky trembles, and the palm print of the Jiyangzong Saint bursts instantly. Even the Saint of the Jiyangzong flew out on the spot, and one of the arms exploded into blood mist.
This .....!
Jiyangzong expert is shocked again, knowing that the Saint King Barbarian is strong, but he does not know that he will be so strong.
He is a holy king?
Jiyangzong Saint looked at the holy king barbarian in horror.
In a word, Ji Yangzong expert took a step back and could fly Saint in one stroke. It has proved everything. The barbarian on the other side is not a Saint, but a holy king.