Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1579: The same is a bitter life
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Nian Cishan thundered, and he was about to collapse, sullen, and raged in the sky, and the snow was still.
The young nun and the old nun tremble and come in a hurry.
From afar, I saw a scary scene: The Fairy without Tears was pinched by the Ye Chen and lifted into the air.
"Daoyou, you ..." The old nun expression changed dramatically.
"Roll." Ye Chen thundered with eternity, and the eardrum of the old nun ruptured and collapsed to the ground.
The little nun was terrified. His face was pale white. The little body was trembling and he did n’t dare to move. Ye Chen was too scary.
"Answer my question, when will the city without tears come." Ye Chen has a pair of blood eyes, staring at the fairy without tears like a beast with a mad hair.
"I don't know." The fairy without tears said indifferently, indifferent expression, no one's emotions fluctuated, without tears is ruthless, she is like a puppet, I don't know what is pain.
"A good one, I don't know." Ye Chen's eyes were cold and cold, and the golden palm thunder raged, and the cold was dead.
The tearless fairy ’s body is stained with blood, and her flesh begins to shatter. The same Saint, she has no resistance.
Ye Chen moved killing intent, killing her instantly.
"Ye Chen, don't stop." The female voice suddenly sounded, and a peerless woman appeared, it was Bei Sheng.
"Get off." Ye Chen is cold and the Quasi Emperor sword manifests. He turns his sword over and cuts out the galaxy. He is overbearing.
Because the north hall of the church, before being stepped forward, it was slashed with a sword. With her combat power, she is also difficult to beat Ye Chen.
She gritted her teeth tightly, rushing to block again.
Of course, before she left, a calluse-covered hand rested on her shoulder, and she was suspended for a while.
Look at the person who banned her again and take a closer look. Is n’t that the old man who sells wine in the small town under Cishan?
The old man is still wearing a big cotton jacket, like a sloppy old man with an old pace, but he is unpredictable.
He was so strong, he only flicked his hands gently, and saved the tearless fairy, and Ye Chen was also banned by him.
Ye Chen eyes are red, the blood of the ancient holy blood is boiling, but it ca n’t break the imprisonment, and Magic Power is also sealed.
"Go with me, she didn't lie to you." The old man's words were gentle, and he pulled Ye Chen out of Nian Cishan.
Beijing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the jade hand flicked, extinguished the dark wounds for the old nun, and erased the memory of the little nun. Then he looked at the fairy without tears.
The tearless fairy belt is bloody, but expression is calm, surrounded by Shenxia, which covers the scars of the whole body.
"Too indifferent, really overbearing." Bei Sheng whispered, also turned away and chased Ye Chen.
Here, the old man has brought Ye Chen back to the ancient town and appeared in an ordinary farmhouse.
"Fang brewed wine, warm up." Old man Rucihe's grandfather handed Wen a pot of muddy wine.
"Senior, who the **** are you." Ye Chen quietly looked at the old man, a pair of blood eyes, also dispersed the blood, and concentrated the tyranny, there was a trace of clear and bright.
"Like you, a life-threatening person." The old man struck his head, looking up at Lian, his old face was full of memories, "My wife is also in the city without tears."
"This ..."
"What a bridge! It's really helpless." The old man shook his head and smiled dryly, expression vicissitudes.
Ye Chen was silent, picked up the hip flask, and poured a punch. Both he and the old man were indeed miserable.
The old man should be more fortunate than him. Try to go over the bridge, and he has no chance.
I do n’t know why, he gave birth to a anger towards the lingering city without tears, and the world is clearly affectionate. Why is there no tears, leaving Hongchen full of martyrdom
He really can fool people and give hope, but he is more disappointed than despair. The invisible big hand is just so desperate to fate.
The farmhouse became calm, and both of them were only concerned about drinking.
I do n’t know when, the old man seems to be tired, he fell asleep holding the jug, Quasi Emperor dignified, sleep also sleepy.
Ye Chen drinks alone, a pot of muddy wine, the more bitter, the more sorrowful the world feels, and it makes people tremble.
It was dark night before he got up and wobbled.
Out of the town, again the vast earth, heavy snow flying, buried a series of footprints behind him.
He went on the road again, not knowing where to go, stepped through ancient cities and found one after another.
A lover will eventually become a family member. He is happy to see this warm picture, and has also completed a pair of lovers.
But after a long journey of more than two hundred years, he was still alone, with a humble figure and a lonely unaccompanied person.
So, March passed quietly, and he went out of the desert.
He is a bit old, with hair already white, his eyes are wrinkled, his beard is old, his eyes are dim, his raised back is also curved.
Now, he no longer needs to cover his body with a black robe and cover his face with a ghost, because his old form and rickety body at the moment is the best cover.
Who would have thought that an old man who seemed to have passed by would be 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' who swallowed the mountains and rivers.
It's a quiet night again, the stars are bright.
He walked out of an ancient city with reincarnations, and two of them, a pair of partners in his previous life.
He made another pair, and blessed him silently.
But the breeze blew, but he couldn't help bending down, coughing up blood violently, his breath was low, and he was despondent.
His repair fell to the Saint level and became Quasi Saint.
This night should be a memorable day.
The years are irritating, and it ’s best to use him to interpret them, but it ’s best to be fenghuazhengmao, but it is rapidly aging.
"How long do you have to follow me." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice was hoarse and extremely dry.
Behind, the space is distorted and a peerless woman walks out.
She is the North Saint. Under the bright moonlight, she is like a dream, holy and flawless, like a Hongchen fairy.
Since Cishan came out, she followed Ye Chen all the way.
She is the only person who witnessed him from glory to bleakness, whether it is Xiu Wei or Shou Yuan.
She did n’t know what happened to Ye Chen and what kind of story he hid, but today ’s 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique', in this form, looks inexplicably distressing.
Is the hero late? Still these days are too ruthless.
"How could you become like this." Bei Sheng nibbled at his teeth and looked at Ye Chen, only to feel the pain in his heart.
"Are you scared?" Ye Chen smiled hoarsely. Xu was tired and sat under an old tree to rest.
"The Holy Body shouldn't be like this." Bei Sheng stepped forward and saw the old face, the messy white hair flapping in the wind, which made her unable to resist.
"From the perspective of the North Saint, what kind of body should it be." Ye Chen pulled out the jug, his eyes dim and dull.
"The bloodline shouldering shoulders with the emperor should be soaring in the sky." The North Shengji made a medicinal pill and pressed it into the back of Ye Chen, which is a Dan that supplements Shouyuan.
Of course, although the level of Spirit Pill is not low, it can supplement one hundred years of life, but after being submerged in the body of Ye Chen, it is actually resolved by a mysterious force.
Bei Sheng frowned, deep frowning, "Weekly evolution."
"The eyes of the Jiuli people are not ordinary poisonous." Ye Chen smiled, "It is indeed Zhou Tian."
"Who is full-bodied, actually tells you this Secret Laws." Bei Sheng's face was ugly, even dignified.
"I should thank him for being." Ye Chen holding the hip flask, can not help but remember, Zhou Yi did not hide him, because with this Secret Laws, he did find many reincarnated people, this is a gift .
"He is a lunatic, you are also a lunatic."
"So excited, could it be that I'm in love with me?" Ye Chen looked up and looked at Beisheng with interest.
"So old, who will look at you." Bei Sheng scratched Ye Chen hard, "The ancient ruins have stripped off my clothes, I haven't sought you to settle the accounts, and I have Cishan cut my sword, I will give it all Do you remember? "
"Second seconds." Ye Chen consciously carried out the burning silence, "I have to guard against it, and I will be destroyed if I don't keep it properly."
"There is no time to joke with you." Bei Sheng wanted to laugh angrily, and then pointed to the front, "That is the ancient river, crossing the river is the Beiyue state, go to the ancient city of Chiyue to wait for me, I find someone Save you. "
As he said, Bei Sheng stepped into the void and turned away.
Ye Chen shook his head with a smile, drank his last sip of wine, and got up, no hope for Bei Shengsi.
Even the gods of swords are helpless, he really ca n’t think of anyone who Bei Sheng can find to see him for his illness, it ’s useless.
In front, there is indeed a big river with rolling waves and magnificent momentum, which is the boundary between Xixi Desert and Beiyue.
This is an ancient river with tens of millions of miles.
There are also ancient legends about this river. It is said that the blood of Heavenly Emperor in ancient times was melted into the earth and transformed into a river, witnessing the vicissitudes of the world.
Ye Chen walked to the sky, overlooking the ancient river, and found the vicissitudes and the majestic power.
Crossing the river, the vast land, all the way north.
On the 3rd day of Shaw, a small ancient city came into view. The unknown is the ancient city of Chiyue.
The ancient city of Chiyue is still bustling and bustling at night, with red lanterns hanging high and shouting and shouting.
There are mortals in this city, and there are a lot of street performers, which attracted a lot of applause. There are people watching the attic on both sides. The arch bridge on the river is the most lively.
Ye Chen moved Zhou Tian, but did not find reincarnation.
After crossing the street, he stopped in a small winery, begging for Beisheng, to see who she was looking for.
"I heard that Immortal Clan and the Phoenix clan also confessed themselves." There was a discussion at the table next to them. A sullen youth sprayed Zheng Huan, causing many people in the restaurant to watch.
"I listened to it a little bit. There are God Clan and Demon Clan, and I have confessed myself. I do n’t know why."
"Immortal Clan God Son, Princess Immortal, God Clan God Son, and Mozu God Son are very popular every time. Recently, they are very happy."
"Then it's more than joyful, it's unbridled, it's chaos everywhere, and many people are suffering."
"What about the Eucharist? Why do n’t you hear the news, tidy them up."
"Wait! Be sure to come to Beiyue." An old guy said meaningfully, "Donghuang, Zhongzhou, Nanyu, and Ximo have all gone, and the next stop is Beiyue."
"It seems that my form is really a good cover-up." Ye Chen shook his head and smiled, then sat there without a mask, did not recognize it?
The breeze is blowing, with a woman's fragrance, Bei Sheng is coming, and he is carrying a man, but he is a big bearded old man.
Seeing that bearded old man, Ye Chen suddenly froze.
Well, is n’t that just acquaintance Yan Laodao?
Ye Chen has a strange expression, and is very shocked to the people found by Beisheng. Who ever thought that it would be Yan Lao Dao.
Yan Lao Dao was also stunned. While drinking, he was brought by Bei Sheng, saying that it was saving people, and his relationship was saving Ye Chen.
"Looking at the expressions of you two, it is obvious that you know each other." Bei Sheng sat down and watched with interest.
"We are good friends." Ye Chen couldn't help smiling.
"Zhou Tian's backlash has become so fierce?" Yan Laodao frowned, his face a little ugly.
"Saved him and owed me the favor, even if it was paid back." Bei Sheng prides himself, "Don't be useless."
"I can't save it." Yan Lao Road said helplessly.
"Then find your hometown, he is good at this matter."
"Fu Xi Old Ancestor Shenlong did not see the end, I will find him." Yan Lao Road wondered.
"Then I don't care, I can't save him, you die."
"Hey ...!"