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Three days quietly, quiet night, Ye Chen returned to the ghost town.

This will be the last time he will walk on the streets of the ghost city, the prosperity of the underworld, not the weak sun, and the bustle.

He is a celebrity, and whenever he appears, he attracts attention from all directions.

In the past year, the hottest thing in the underworld is this product, and the battle of the Shura Sea has made it a holy body.

He and Zhao Yun suppressed the limelight of the supreme disciples.

Now, Zhao Yun is gone, and no one in this young generation of the Netherworld can match him Ying Feng, who is truly invincible at the same level.

In a wine shop, Ye Chen stopped and stepped in.

As soon as he walked in, the owner of the liquor shop came up, "General, you persuade her, she has been drinking for three days and three nights." ”

As he spoke, the owner of the liquor store did not forget to point to the corner.

On a table in the far corner, a woman was drunk and hazy, and on the table and on the ground, there were crooked wine jars.

The people in the wine shop all pointed at her and sighed.

That drunken woman, needless to say, is Qin Mengyao.

After Zhao Yun left, she came to this wine shop, and she drank it for three days, like a female drunkard, drunk and dreamed of death.

"Serve the wine. Ye Chen handed the boss a storage bag.

"Also... "The owner of the wine shop was a little caught off guard, and asked you to persuade people, you are good, and let her drink.

"Up. Ye Chen let out a faint voice and walked over slowly.

He went to the table in the corner and sat opposite Qin Mengyao.

Qin Mengyao didn't seem to see it, she just cared about drinking, drank one jar, threw it away, and then carried another jar, and the amount of wine was speechless.

After not seeing her for three days, she was a lot haggard, her hair was messy, she had no energy, she was a little sloppy, and she was really like a female drunkard.

"You and I, it's really alike. Ye Chen also opened an altar.

Like, how can it not be like, they are both fallen people at the end of the world.

The person she loved, returned to her hometown, and it will be difficult to see each other again for the rest of her life,

The person he loves is already an adult wife, and there is no Ye Chen in his heart.

A man and a woman, who share the same illness and sympathy, all have their own love, but they are also scarred, lost their lovers, and have no regrets.

"Ye Chen, we... Let's make a pair!" Qin Mengyao got up, and across the table, a pair of jade hands held Ye Chen's face.

This girl is drunk and hazy, with a pair of beautiful eyes, watery.

I don't know if I'm stupid, or my heart hurts too much, and I want to find someone to comfort her, and it just so happened that Ye Chen was sitting opposite her.

"Okay!" Ye Chen shrugged, she joked, he also joked, everyone is drunk, who cares who is who, amused!

"Think beautifully. Qin Mengyao pursed her lips, and then lifted her head up and poured it violently, dripping all over her cheeks, I don't know if it was tears or wine.

Ye Chen smiled, also carried the wine jar, and just looked up and poured it.

Two bitter people sat opposite each other, and the wine was one jar after another.

The owner of the wine shop was not calm, and he came over more than once, but he was kicked back, and he didn't dare to step forward to speak.

It's okay to drink, just don't make trouble, we have a small business.

It was getting late, and the two got up and walked out of the wine shop.

On the street, the two hooked shoulders and put their backs together, like good buddies, one carrying a wine jar, drunk and staggering.

I'm going to you! It was suddenly lively.

What kind of combination is this, a Ye Chen, a Qin Mengyao.

The underworld generals under the Yama seat, what kind of trouble is this?

Don't you want to be so swaggering, you two... But the underworld! Pay attention to the image of the line, like this, what kind of system.

Many people touched their chins, which was meaningful.

Not to mention, these two people, if you take a closer look, they are indeed a good match.

Ye Chen and Qin Mengyao ignored it directly, drank all the way, talked and laughed all the way, and they were really drunk.

The world doesn't know, but the old guys are looking at the underworld.

They're drunk! They're drunk! It's all lost, what image do you need, the underworld will also be human, and it will hurt.

The flying dragon is coming, and he hugged the drunk Qin Mengyao.

After finishing the matter, he didn't forget to glance at Ye Chen, his expression was mixed, with jealousy, awe, and a little anger.

In the past, he was in the hands of Ye Chen, and he was defeated.

Afterwards, it provoked a bigger **, the underworld generals of the Nine Palaces, more than half of them were wiped out by this fight, and the rest were crippled.

Thinking about it at the moment, I really regret that I provoked this evil star.

All of this is because of the bridge god, he didn't get it, and Ye Chen didn't get it either, so it can be regarded as sympathy!

Qin Mengyao fell asleep, with tears in the corners of her eyes, and murmured in her dreams.

The Flying Dragon General carried her on his back, and before leaving, he glanced back at Ye Chen, carrying the wine jug, swaying all the way.

He's really drunk and will leave tomorrow, it's rare to be debauched.

He came out of the ghost town, like a drunkard, like a lonely soul, reflecting the dim starlight, wandering on the vast land.

This walk, I don't know if I have gone through wine, until the night has dispersed.

In front of a mountain mansion, he stopped, dissolved the wine, stood quietly, looked at the mountain mansion, and did not speak for a long time.

In front of him, there was Luochuan Mountain Mansion, and Chu Ling was inside.

The former lovers, now that they have let go, they still say goodbye, and they can't be husband and wife, but at least... Or fellow villagers.

Soon, a shadow came out, it was Chu Ling'er.

is still so beautiful, the clothes are fluttering, not stained with the dust of the world, a pair of beautiful eyes are like water, and there is no earthly pollution.

The moment she saw Ye Chen, her delicate body trembled violently, her heart hurt suddenly, and she wanted to cry in pain.

In his eyes, he couldn't see Chu Ling'er anymore, he let go of her, Ye Chen no longer loved Chu Ling, everything was in the past.

Three feet away, she stopped slightly, for fear that if she took another step forward, she would not be able to help but throw herself into his arms, and her previous efforts would be wasted.

The two of them are like that, like stone statues, stepping into the ice sculpture.

The distance of three zhang seems to be like a chasm, separating life and death, as well as the past and present lives, so far away that there is no boundary.

Even if he has put it down, he still can't help but be in a trance when he looks at her.

He wanted to raise his hand and touch her cheek at the end, but he finally held back, and the relationship in his previous life had already been broken.

She also wanted to raise her hand, wanting to brush away the pain that shouldn't have been there for him, but she couldn't bear it, this scene still has to be acted.

The breeze blew, ruffling her clothes and his white hair, strands by strands, slapping on the vicissitudes of life.

"I... Going to go. Ye Chen smiled, his voice hoarse.

"Then you... Can be returned. Chu Ling smiled softly, acting calmly and calmly, and was very close to pressing the urge to cry.

"Not back. ”

"All the way... Treasure. ”

"Yes. Ye Chen smiled and slowly turned around.

"On my behalf... Say hello to my sister. Chu Ling chased a step, and suddenly stopped, even if he took a step, he didn't dare to step again.

Ye Chen didn't reply, only turned his back to her, waved his hand gently, his back was gloomy, and he was also very lonely, stained with the dust of the years.

Chu Ling's eyes moistened suddenly, and layers of mist condensed into frost, and crystal tears flowed all over his cheeks.

The back gradually faded away, blurring in her vision.

This departure may really be goodbye, never to see each other again.

She covered her jade mouth, afraid that she couldn't help but shout out, and she couldn't help but say all the words of three hundred years: Chu Ling still loves Ye Chen, and the child in Chu Ling's womb is Ye Chen's.

In the womb, I can still hear the baby's crying, wah-wow crying.

Daddy's pain, Daddy's tears, she could feel it, the person who made her feel unusually kind, gradually drifted away. Reading, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.