Chapter Two Thousand and Thirty-Two: Really Follow Me

The king of people led Ye Chen, walking all the way, with no purpose or direction, and the sound of the impact of the iron chain was still so crisp.

The two of them seem to have become a starry sky and a beautiful scenery.

But everyone who sees it, will touch the chin meaningfully, this goods, high-end atmosphere and grade! People are walking dogs, he is good, leading a person to walk in the starry sky.

The king of people has a two-faced face, shaking his head and shaking his head, which is very out of tune.

This is also thanks to the Nine Emperors of Great Chu in the calamity, and also thanks to them not knowing, if they know, they will definitely kick him to death, and treat my Great Chu Emperor as a dog, you are going to heaven!

Behind him, Ye Chen's steps were still stiff, he didn't have a cloak, and he didn't need to wear it anymore, just because his long unkempt hair had covered his face, and he didn't know who he was if he didn't come forward to identify him.

In the illusion, he is really miserable, forced to listen to the words of the spell, and forced to look at the bloody picture, repeated again and again, and replayed again and again.

He knew it was an illusion, but so what, in this environment, memories were branded again and again, and they couldn't be erased, and after a long time, even if they weren't crazy, they would fall into a mess.

The madman of the king of people, as if he wanted him to never be born in the illusion, everything, just to ask him for an answer.

This period of practice is extremely long, and there are so many places where monks gather, when they talk about interesting stories about the starry sky, they always talk about it: there is an old man wearing a cloak, leading a man to walk through the starry sky, and his temper is not small.

For this reason, many people also ran to see it, sighing and smacking.

This fucking era has changed, there are idle people who hurt every year, and there are a lot of them this year, or how can I say that I am a quasi-emperor, capricious.

In the starry sky, the king of people did not stop, drinking wine and humming a small tune.

He may not know that he has become a clear stream in the heavens, and everyone has slipped to the supergod, and he is definitely a king, taking his bronze to travel the mountains and rivers, and he is very happy.

Since the sixty-first year since leaving Great Chu, Ye Chen's hair has turned white.

In the sixty-third year his nails were longer than his fingers, and his beard was over his breast, and it was unkempt like a hairy monster.

For the first time, the king of people was kind and released Ye Chen out of the illusion.

Out of the illusion, Ye Chen stumbled one step at a time, and fell into the starry sky, but he didn't get up for a long time, and he was haggard and human.

"If you kill Ye Fan and can save the common people, how will you choose. The king of people looked at Ye Chen with a smile, it was still the problem of the year.

"Choose your sister. Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, and it was also extremely vicissitudes, he was angry but weak, in a word, it showed the strength of the Holy Body.

For three years, he looked at the bloody picture all the time, and he didn't listen to the demonic words all the time.

Even, in his mind, there were two more voices, or rather, there were two more people, one persuaded him to kill Ye Fan, and the other persuaded him to save the common people, always opposite.

He knew that it was a demon in his heart, which was always disturbing his mind, and even if he had the meaning of compassion, it could be swallowed up.

"If you don't choose it, then go back and stay for a few more days. The human king stretched his waist and was once again stuffed back into the illusion by Ye Chen.

And he, with the sword, flew into the depths of the starry sky, unhurriedly.

It's really as the Emperor of the Underworld said, he and Emperor Huang didn't treat Ye Chen as a person, it was a tempering of the dead, as if in their hearts, such a demon like Ye Chen, they couldn't play to death.

Three days later, he stopped, and then fell on an ancient star.

Immediately, I heard a rumbling sound from the ancient star, and the movement was still very loud.

When I got closer, I realized that the king of people was fighting with people, and the other party was also a quasi-emperor, but he couldn't raise his head when he beat him.

The two quasi-emperors fought, and the fluctuations were not small, and the monks of the Quartet were attracted a lot, and when they saw that it was the king of people, they couldn't help but be stunned.

The sighs and tongues are continuous, they are all kings, and they can't help but give a thumbs up, this guy is the real urine, holding a person, not delaying him to fight, and he is also forced violently.

Soon, the war was over, and the slut of the king of people came out with Ye Chen in his hand, and he was still carrying a storage bag in his hand, needless to say, it was the spoils of his battle.

Besides, the quasi-emperor has been fucked, and a whole big character is posted on the ground, and the world doesn't know why he was beaten.

"If you can't give it to me earlier, you can't beat me, you have to find excitement. The king sat on the flying sword, tore open the storage bag, and grabbed a bronze mirror from within, which was a magic weapon.

This bronze mirror is very extraordinary, well, more precisely, the words engraved on the copper mirror are very extraordinary, golden, and full of divine brilliance.

It is the Dunjia Heavenly Character, there are more than a dozen, and it is these Dunjia Heavenly Characters that have created the extraordinary nature of this bronze mirror.

"I'm so good-hearted!" said the human king, took out Ye Chen's ding, and engraved more than a dozen Dunjia Tianzi characters.

Ye Chen didn't know this, he was suffering in the illusion, not only the demonic words and bloody pictures, but also the voice of the demons, the triple pressure, destroying him.

The king of people is on the road again, he is on the road this way, the starry sky is very unpeaceful, this guy doesn't know what nerves to have, if there is nothing to do, he will find someone to fight, but wherever he goes to the ancient star, there is always a big movement, up to the quasi-emperor down to the heavenly realm, he has beaten.

This is really his good intentions, the frame is by no means in vain, every time there is a harvest, and he has found a lot of Dunjia Tianzi.

How else can you say that he is very capable? Whoever has Dunjia Tianzi, he is clear, and he is looking for a quasi-child.

In the blink of an eye, it is the sixty-seventh year, and the human king is still so alive, but Ye Chen, who he is leading, is extremely miserable, and the domineering holy body is now skinny.

Again, the king of people released Ye Chen, and asked the same question back then, "Ye Fan and Cangsheng, how do you choose." ”

"Choose, you, sister. Ye Chen's words can be described as domineering, spraying the spittle on the face of the king of people, and his bloodshot eyes looked extremely terrifying.

"You pee, it's really up to me. The human king wiped his face casually, and then stuffed Ye Chen back into the illusion.

"You're full!" Before the king of people could get on the road again, a loud curse sounded, from the long sleeves of the king of people.

It was a female voice, listen carefully, it is the voice of Donghuang Taixin, who has resumed his cultivation, and he has seen the picture here with his great divine powers.

"Don't worry, the old man is measured. The king replied with a smile.

"If something happens to him, the old lady will kick you to death. Donghuang Taixin scolded again, standing in front of the phantom water curtain, her beautiful eyes were on fire, and she could see the picture of the king of people clearly.

"Big breasted, it's you. After the king finished speaking, he hurriedly cut off the peep, turned around and disappeared.

It doesn't matter what he said, Donghuang Taixin exploded on the spot, if he knew where the king of people was, he would definitely kill him and beat him.

Compared with her, the old man and the old man are much calmer, brushing their beards vigorously, and sometimes they will peek at the two seats of Donghuang Taixin*, indeed, those two steamed buns are really not small.

Donghuang didn't speak, and the thief who slapped him loudly.

The old man is also a difficult brother, and he flew out of the Tianxuanmen together.

Here, the king of people crossed the starry sky again, sat on the flying sword, kept calculating with his fingers, muttering, and chattering.

In this way, three years have passed, and it has reached the seventieth year of leaving his homeland.

In the past ten years, Ye Chen has formed a number of corpses, like an old monster, every time he is taken to the ancient city by the king of people, he will scare the little doll into crying, strange and strange, Ye Chen's appearance at the moment is too scary.

The monk in the starry sky, to Ye Chen, that's called a mercy! I have been led by someone for ten years, and I am a good person, and I was stunned to be slipped into a monster, and I am so aggrieved to live, it is better to commit suicide and blow myself up.

It was another quiet night, and the king of people led Ye Chen to a mortal ancient star, entered the ancient city, and rented a small garden.

At the end of ten years, he released Ye Chen out of the illusion for the third time.

At the same time, he gently flicked his hand, and the two spells imprinted on Ye Chen's Divine Sea were erased by him, and Ye Chen was quiet.

After doing this, he found a recliner and lay down comfortably.

On the ground, Ye Chen, who had returned to his mind, was half-kneeling there, panting violently, his long hair covering his face, and he could only see his bloodshot eyes through the hair, his eyes were sunken, and his eyes were crazy.

It's been twenty years, he has been devastated for twenty years, the first time there is no bloody picture in front of him, the first time there are no spell words in his mind, and it is also the first time, so relaxed.

However, he still can't give an answer, and if he is trapped for another hundred years, thousands of years, or even ten thousand years, he is the same, the six reincarnations have all broken through, and the tenacity of his state of mind is harder than Xuantie.

For a long time, the small garden was quiet, the king of people gently shook the reclining chair, and Ye Chen was also silent.

"This time, why don't you ask. Ye Chen staggered up, broke the tranquility with a word, and looked at the human king without squinting, and as his words fell, his long hair and nails returned to their normal human state

"If you ask, you won't say, so why bother with being bored. The king of people said leisurely, from beginning to end, he didn't open his eyes, but the more he was like this, the more Ye Chenhu was suspicious, a whole twenty years of heart refining, but he didn't ask, the king of people is so boring?

"Did you figure out something. Ye Chen stared at the human king.

"The old man has calculated a lot, but the heavenly machine can be leaked. The king of people smiled, "Just like the old man asked you a question, you can't answer it, and I can't reply either, understand?"

"Twenty years of heart refining, this is the result?" Ye Chen frowned.

"Twenty years have not forced an answer, it does not mean that there is no answer, the practice of refining the mind, there should be nirvana, but not in this day, in other years. When you really stand at that height, you will find that the so-called right and wrong are ridiculous and false, and when you are really powerless, you will also understand that it is not that you do not choose, it is you who ...... No other way. ”