Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 2107: General Scars
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At night, the quiet and quiet, the bright moonlight sprinkled the small garden.
The foot of the wall, Ye Chen squatted peacefully, holding his head in both hands, like a labor reformer, all over his body, clearly visible, but the footprints of women, good hair, more chaotic than the chicken nest.
This picture is quite pleasing.
The Grand Chu emperors of the Megatrons have been kidnapped all the way, and they are all omnipotent. Heavenly Emperor has slaughtered more than one respect. What is the record of heavens defying, but it is obedient by the evil spirits.
"It is undeniable that the God started ... is a bit heavy." Not far away, the demon tilted Erlang's legs, sitting elegantly, facing the small mirror, taking care of his hair, and beating the Ye Chen, That's called a hearty.
Ye Chen's tears were high, and 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' was crying.
Every time at this time, he will be serious in his heart, scolding the king a hundred times, this is the person you are looking for? Neuropathy!
"We are beaten back and beaten, without vengeance." The demon's smile is still so magical.
After hearing this, Ye Chen almost jumped up, an impulse to scold the mother, and it suddenly bursts with the eight classic pulses. You crazy girl, beat the Lao Tzu, do n’t want to be vengeful? You want to be beautiful, don't wait for the master to surpass you, the first to lift your turbulent world.
"I have nothing to do today, so I went to the Zhutian Gate." The demon finally closed the small mirror and looked gently at Ye Chen.
"You have gone to Grand Chu?" Ye Chen got up in a panic, hoping that full of eyes hoped to hear from the demon and hear about his wife and children.
The demon laughs without saying a word. He just flicks his sleeves and a curtain of water turns into Ye Chen. What appears in it is the hometown of Grand Chu. The picture is finally fixed at Hengyue. It is still that pretty mountain. All the women Now, quietly looking up at the stars ...
The swaying gods of Ye Chen look hazy, the hometown is so beautiful, one mountain and one water, one grass and one tree, one person and one shadow, as well as the memory, kind and warm, Hongchen practiced for seventy years, That piece of land is his Soul's sustenance.
"I'm going home." Ye Chen looked at the demon.
"When to wait for that person, when to let you go."
"Who does the king let me wait for?" Ye Chen did not squint. This question, he didn't know how many times.
"You will know it when he is young." The whisper of the demon, such as the fairy tune, "You only need to understand that you have to wait for her and wait for her, no matter how many centuries. This is the practice of Xianlu , Also a fate of cause and effect. "
Ye Chen was silent, lowered his eyes, and stopped asking, because he knew that the demon would not say.
Seeing Ye Chen saying nothing, the demon got up, looked at the void, and said leisurely, "This time, it is still the previous question: you know where the king should be robbed."
"You have been to Grand Chu, you should have seen Donghuang Taixin, and you should understand that in this world, no one can find the king who should be robbed. He is the ancestor of Zhou Tian, and he is a phaseless existence. Too much of the sky has been broken all the way, and his robbery has been a supreme taboo from the beginning. "Ye Chen sat under the tree with a calm tone and a hoarse tone, not because he didn't say it, but because he didn't even know, For the succession of Zhou Tian, but his cultivation, there are a thousand miles away, the king of man ... is not an ordinary person.
This time, the change of Evil God is silent. What Ye Chen said at the moment is exactly the same as what Donghuang Taixin said.
The breeze was blowing, and she was gone, quietly.
Moon night, it fell into silence again.
Under the old tree, Ye Chen sat there and buried his head like a stone statue, motionless, and could only see the vicissitudes of his face through the gap of hair.
At night, quietly dispersed.
On a new day, he sat back to the fortune-teller again, and those who were looking for him to gossip, the long line went to the head of Zhendong.
"When to learn the technique of fortune telling." In the opposite teahouse, Yang Xuan whispered, he was also a former friend of the sword saint. Seeing it with his own eyes, he didn't believe it.
Since Ye Chen has gazed, Yang Xuan glanced at him again.
Zhuxian Town may seem ordinary, but in fact it is mixed with dragons and dragons. There are too many martial arts masters, playing various roles, just waiting for him to appear.
"Old dog Yin Mountain, you wait for Lao Tzu." Yang Xuan secretly scolded.
"Blinking open, flashing open." As he watched, he drank fiercely, resounding through the street.
Looking away, I realized that it was a team of soldiers with long swords on their waists and heavy arrogance. All the arrogance and arrogance pushed the street people to the side. The means were very rude.
They are surrounded by a person, but their head is a middle-aged man, wearing armor, looking at his rank, it should be a general, with a fierce look, a tiger on his back, a scar on his face, and a pair of big eyes Jiongjiong, between the dragons and the tigers, has the majesty of the superior.
People do n’t dare to provoke them. They hide in a tacit understanding on both sides.
Several people have arrived during the conversation. All those who came to fortune-telling were expelled, and the scarred general, sitting at the table with a flick of his cloak, needless to say, came to divination, his personal guard, Very dedicated, standing in two rows neatly, passers-by did not dare to approach.
"I heard that your fortune-telling is accurate." General Scar scared and rubbed his neck comfortably.
"Okay." Ye Chen smiled, without fear, when the General Scar came, he knew who he was.
Now, outside the town of Zhuxian, there are ten thousand troops stationed in the old grave, and that ten thousand army is led by the person in front, holding the heavy soldier, the general of genuine, and brave and warlike, Wang Yan sent him to guard Looking at the ancient tomb, we can see how much we value the old grave.
In the world of 10,000 troops, the battle is not too small, let ’s say ordinary people, even masters such as Yang Xuanna, are also quite afraid, if General Scar is willing, you can step down Zhuxian Town with an order .
"Come on, gossip with this general." General Scar Scar smiled, and it was hard to hide the fierce color.
"But I don't know the general, what to count." Ye Chen laughed.
"Random."
"Then it's a good thing." Ye Chen took three coins and scattered them on the table.
General Scar gave a glance, did not speak, and went to war with him. He did n’t know anything about the hexagrams, only Ye Chen solved the hexagrams.
"This hexagram image, yin and yang, three luck and nine evil, recently, the general is afraid that there will be a disaster." Ye Chen leisurely said.
"The meaning of the master, the coach is about to die soon?" General Scar Scar smiled at Ye Chen. His smile was quite bleak.
"In the image of the hexagram, this is indeed the case."
"A lot of nonsense." Before the general Scar said, the guard behind him shouted, hanging a long knife around his waist, and then pulled out.
"Indiscriminate." General Scar scared sneerly, waved his hand casually, drank back the guard, and then turned to look at Ye Chen with interest, "You talk about it, where is the disaster."
"The poor Dao cultivation is limited and can't be calculated for the time being." Ye Chen sighed, and acted again, jokingly, how could he not figure it out, seeing it at a glance, just reluctant to say it.
"Interesting." General Scar's mouth slightly curled up, not embarrassed. Ye Chen, got up and walked, strode into the restaurant.
This time, I came here to drink and have fun. I came to fortune-telling, and he only got up on a whim. He licked the blood at the tip of his knife. He had n’t seen any battles. Ye Chen The hexagram image, right to fart.
He left, and a group of soldiers followed him. Before leaving, he glanced coldly at Ye Chen without even giving the fortune-telling money.
Because of them, the guests in the restaurant have been kicked out. It is not ordinary arrogance. No one dares to provoke them, otherwise, most of them will fall to the ground.
The restaurant ’s shopkeeper is so dare not to make a sound, flattering and flattering smiles, respectfully.
This is a gang of evil spirits, but you have to entertain.
Drink!
Today ’s restaurants have become more lively than they used to be, and they are mostly unscrupulous laughter, all of them are bullish, seeing this posture, they are not prepared to give money for meals.
Ye Chen has n’t even seen it yet. Sitting peacefully, too arrogant, will be struck by thunder.
Soon, Yang Ge came out old, moved a chair, and sat next to Ye Chen, with a meaningful meaning, "That group of people, Yin Tang is black!"
"Even if you can see it, it proves that ... it's really black." Ye Chen said boringly.
"What's so great about being an official? Annoy the old man, and destroy them as usual." Old Yang Ge whispered, and he was not used to the arrogance of the gang.
However, he is hidden in the world and he does n’t want to have more trouble.
If it is put in that year, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and it doesn't fit any words, and his mother's work has already begun.
Eighteen years later, it was another animal, ahhh ... a hero.
Ye Chen is speechless and indifferent to such matters.
"The man opposite the teahouse, you know what the origin is." Yang Ge poked Ye Chen. "Old can see that he is easy to be too easy. He is definitely a master of martial arts and a terrifying internal force."
"Wulin ranks third, Yang Xuan."
"Yang ... Yang ..." Yang Ge was amazed and said two words of Yang. He didn't say a person's name. He was afraid that the voice would be loud and heard by outsiders. If the name is said, Zhuxian Town will Very lively.
Looking at the expression of Ye Chen, Yang Ge is surely not kidding. The person in the teahouse opposite is really Yang Xuan.
For a time, Lao Yang's expression became particularly exciting.
Who ever thought that the people who were killed by Yan Wang in the world were hiding in Zhuxian Town, and, just opposite the teahouse, he kicked him and almost kicked him off.
"Wulin ranks third, and it is really bold." After the shock, old Yang Ge couldn't help but sighed. Knowing Yang Xuan's intentions, Zhuxian Town is dangerous but safest place. This refuge.
It should be an honour for him to meet Yang Xuan, the best master today.
"Master, don't do it!"
"Go."
When Yang Ge was old sighed, there was a loud noise from the restaurant, there was an entreaty from the restaurant ’s shopkeeper, and there was also a general scream from the general.
Later, I saw the restaurant head, flew out of the restaurant, and hit the ground heavily. The big mouth coughing up blood and the footprints on my chest were striking.
"Dad." There was a call and it came out of the restaurant, with a crying cry, but the daughter of the restaurant's shopkeeper.
"Little girl, don't run!" Ling Ding, who was drunk by General Scar, was drunk and kinky. Evil, tearing the clothes of the daughter in charge indiscriminately.
Everything came too abruptly, and the street people listened really.
At this moment, even Yang Xuan, who is opposite the tea house, opened the window. It is not difficult to imagine what happened to the restaurant. It must be General Scar, and the daughter of the shopkeeper was light, which caused the disaster.