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In the sigh of emotion, Ye Chen had already stepped into the Realm Stygian Mountain.

Behind him, those pairs of eyes were in awe.

Trapped by love, it is really not easy to get out of it in such a short period of time, and defeat the emperor's disciples.

How difficult it is to endure what others can't endure and carry the pain on your back.

The world began to believe that the undefeated record of the Holy Body Ye Chen did not only rely on strength, but also on the iron-like heart.

Inadvertently, too many people couldn't help but look at Zhao Yun.

If you talk about demons, this guy and Ye Chen can be said to be on par.

These two goods, don't be too naïve, one fights and the other defeats Bai Zhi, making the two supremes very faceless.

Suddenly, too many people brushed their beards, and they all warned themselves in their hearts: Don't mess with these two sluts if you mess with anyone.

Even the supreme face dares to fold, what else dare not do.

Zhao Yun coughed dryly, turned around and left, and turned around to deal with Lao Tzu's bird.

He was already very popular, and after the battle with Zhao Yun, he was even more popular all over the underworld, and the thief was ashamed.

As soon as he left, the spectators also left, and before leaving, they didn't forget to salute the Realm Styx Mountain respectfully.

There are also many people muttering that the emperor is really calm.

In front of the Underworld Mountain, only Angelica Angelica remained, and she laughed a little self-deprecatingly.

In terms of bloodline, her bloodline is infinitely close to the Flood Desolation Yuanfeng, and in a certain sense, it is stronger than the Desolate Ancient Holy Body.

In terms of background, he is an apprentice of the emperor, and since the beginning of his cultivation, he has inherited the immortal law, which Ye Chen can't compare.

In terms of cultivation, she has been a saint for a hundred years, and her realm has reached a bottleneck, only a trace away, she is a quasi-saint king, and she is also stronger than Ye Chen.

But on the contrary, she lost, and on the premise of taking advantage of the advantage, the defeat was a mess, and the so-called arrogance suddenly became a joke.

She underestimated Ye Chen, his temperament, actual combat ability, and mind absolutely crushed her, and defeat was inevitable.

There are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains, this era is too extraordinary.

Again, she shook her head helplessly, standing at the top since she was a child, but because she stood too high, she was short-sighted.

Thinking to herself, she also took a breath and followed in.

Ye Chen's kid was too fierce, and his attack was neither light nor heavy, so that she was seriously injured and needed time to recuperate.

In the Realm Stygian Mountain, Ye Chen walked slowly and arrived at the small bamboo forest.

The emperor was there, sitting leisurely, a generation of godless kings, dressed in plain clothes, fairy wind bones, quietly brewing tea.

"The younger Ye Chen, I have seen the ancestors. Ye Chen saluted.

"Come and sit. Emperor Huang smiled, a gentle word.

Ye Chen stepped forward, and after half a year, he sat opposite the Emperor Wilderness again, although he was the supreme, he did not have the slightest majesty.

He should be very honored, a generation of supreme beings, actually poured tea for him personally, and most of them were not believed.

Looking at the haggard and vicissitudes of Ye Chen, Emperor Huang couldn't help but sigh.

Ye Chen ended up like this, all of which were caused by him.

The Supreme also has love, how much he loves Yue Xuan, he knows how much Ye Chen loves Chu Ling, and Ye Chen's state of mind, he knows it.

However, if he had to do it all over again, he would not hesitate.

It's just weird, the six realms of reincarnation are too terrible, this ruthlessness, although the process is cruel, can save Ye Chen and help him achieve nirvana.

Eternal years ago, he was defeated, and he didn't want Ye Chen, so he was also defeated.

The ancient regret has ruined the ancestors, and it must not be allowed to be allowed to future generations, and they will also suffer, even if the means are cruel.

"Senior, I have become a saint, can I return to the heavens? Ye Chen spoke, his voice hoarse, unable to hide the vicissitudes of life.

"Can you let her go?" said the emperor lightly, his words leisurely.

"Put... Put it down. Ye Chen said, trying to squeeze out a smile, it was very far-fetched, and his heart was also aching faintly.

"Whether or not to let go is not up to the mouth, but to the heart. ”

"The juniors put it down, and asked the seniors to let me go through the level. ”

"In your current state, I can't let you go. Emperor Desolate said lightly, with a hint of supreme majesty.

"Then I... When will I be able to return to the heavens? Ye Chen asked.

Emperor Huang was silent, did not speak, only gently brushed his sleeves, and the next moment, he saw a woman appearing in the small bamboo forest.

Take a closer look, it is Bai Zhi, his disciple of the emperor.

Bai Zhi was stunned, she had just entered the boudoir, ready to heal, and before she could breathe, she was brought by the emperor.

It's also thanks to not taking off your clothes, otherwise... It's really embarrassing.

This girl was very puzzled, I didn't know what Emperor Huang was looking for her for, Ye Chen was even more puzzled, I didn't know what Emperor Huang was singing.

"When you can draw Angelica Angelica, when will you go through the level. ”

Under the puzzled gaze of the two, Emperor Huang got up, brushed his sleeves and left, his body was illusory step by step, until he disappeared.

Ye Chen frowned, a little surprised, just... Is that simple?

Bai Zhi's expression is strange enough, Shizun called her, is she a model? It was a bit of a surprise.

Here, Ye Chen had already taken out a pen and paper and hung it in mid-air.

Bai Zhi simply cut her hair, and then found a place to sit down, this kind of thing is also the first time for her.

Ye Chen's eyes were calm, his expression did not have the slightest emotional wave, he glanced at Bai Zhi, then waved his hand and painted quietly.

Bai Zhi's expression was indifferent, like a statue, motionless.

From time to time, he would also raise his eyes and glance at Ye Chen indiscreably.

She has always been aiming for her master, and she has made a grand wish that one day, she will surpass her master.

But the appearance of the Holy Body Ye Chen has become another target for her.

The emperor competes for power, only by defeating him can he reach the pinnacle, and only by defeating him can he be qualified to surpass the emperor.

The bamboo forest fell into calm, with only a wisp of wind blowing.

One person sitting, one person painting, this scene is a little weird.

Not long ago, the two were fighting outside the Stygian Mountain.

It's only been a long time, and it's a whole piece, and the atmosphere is really embarrassing, and it's really unnatural to be stared at by such a man.

If it weren't for the master's personal order, she wouldn't have sat here honestly.

Time passed minute by minute, Ye Chen's pen was like a god, and he never stopped brushing one stroke at a time, which can be said to be done in one go.

On the white scroll, a woman's prototype has been outlined.

Ye Chen's painting is still good, the painting is lifelike, with a smile and a hair, all of which are very expressive.

I don't know when, I saw him stop, looking at his painting in a daze, his expression was in a trance, and his eyes were hazy.

"You... Haven't drawn it yet?" Bai Zhi glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was silent, as if he hadn't heard it, he was still looking at the painting, and he could see that there were tears flashing in his eyes.

Bai Zhi frowned, what are you doing, draw a picture, why are you still crying.

Or is this girl really good-looking... Too pretty?

Ye Chen smiled, subconsciously raised his hand, and gently stroked the scroll, his eyes were full of warmth, just like looking at his wife.

"Now that I've finished drawing, I'm leaving. Bai Zhi couldn't sit still, so she got up immediately, and her lotus steps fluttered, and her posture was like a fantasy.

Xu was motivated by curiosity, and when she passed by Ye Chen, she subconsciously glanced sideways and glanced at the painting drawn by Ye Chen.

I also want to see what Ye Chen has painted her like, she is so fascinated by it, and she is still in tears.

This look, it didn't matter, so she stopped on the spot.

On the portrait, where is her, it is clearly another woman.

More precisely, it's the god of the bridge... Chu Ling'er.

For a while, Bai Zhi's chest rose and fell violently, and sparks bloomed in her eyes, and it seemed that there was a sign that she was going crazy.

The old lady is really idle, sitting for so long, feeling that you are following my appearance, painting other women, it's too annoying.

I just want to ask, what is the value of my existence, do you have fun with you?

Ye Chen, who was silent, had nothing outside in his heart, and he didn't feel that Bai Zhi was looking at him, and he had that pair of eyes that wanted to eat people.

He was still looking at the painting, the painting of Chu Ling.

He didn't know that he was obviously painting Bai Zhi, but he drew Chu Ling by ghost, and portrayed her vividly.

Obviously, he can't forget Chu Ling, and he can't let go of his most beloved woman, even when he paints, he also paints her appearance.

How can he let go, that is the woman he loves the most, three hundred years of love, he said to let go and let go, he thought he couldn't do it. Reading, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.