It was another silent night, and the peaks of Qingluan Mountain were quiet.

Under the old tree, Chu Ling'er sat gracefully, sitting gracefully, with a light smile, showing the tenderness of her daughter's family.

And Ye Chen, just one or two feet away, was holding an easel, holding a paintbrush, sketching stroke by stroke.

The flowers are full of moon, and the atmosphere is really romantic and enviable.

However, when I went to see the paintings painted by Ye Chen, the so-called romance was only a wave, and that painting was really fragrant.

Chu Ling is obviously wearing clothes, but what he painted is naked, and the whole thing is... Body photo.

Besides, the painter is absolutely master-level, and he portrays Chu Ling's white carcass to perfection, which is very charming.

This mood, this pursuit, this realm, there is really no one.

It is worth saying that every stroke of this product, the small tent on the lower body will be raised for a point, and the board will be neatly said.

"Not yet?" Chu Ling didn't know how many times he asked.

"Don't worry!" Ye Chen said, sketching again, then took two steps back, touched his chin and admired, "Not bad." ”

"A painting for more than three hours, did you deliberately entertain me. Chu Ling didn't believe it, and came over rubbing his neck.

When she saw the scroll, she was struck by lightning.

Is this her? Yes, it's her, Chu Ling'er, who is naked, has a good figure, and she should be convex and convex.

Suddenly, her cheeks turned red, I don't know whether she was ashamed or angry, you have been painting my naked body.

"Not bad!" Ye Chen threw the brush, shook his head very chicly, and didn't forget to pick up his hair.

"Ye Chen. Chu Ling was crazy and stomped his feet angrily.

Her scream was quite magnetic, and the decibel was so high that everyone in her sleep sat up suddenly.

Too many people looked at Qingluan Peak with strange expressions.

These two people are really restless, they don't sleep in the middle of the night, they are shocked, and we can't sleep.

Qingluan Peak was lively, Ye Chen even ran in front of him, Chu Ling carried an iron rod, and was angry and chased after him.

Shameful, too embarrassing, knowing that he was shameless, I didn't expect it to be so shameless, the funny thing is that she is still very cooperative.

"Why don't you draw mine too?" Ye Chen grinned.

"You're still going to be shameless. "Chu Lingyang is about to beat.

"Stop. Ye Chen waved his hand, suddenly stopped, glanced up at the starry sky, and then looked at his body, and there was light manifestation.

Not to mention, Chu Ling'er really stopped, and the raised iron rod was fixed in mid-air, quietly looking at the light on Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen's body... In the unreal, the psychic contract imprint manifests, a mysterious power, enveloping his body.

Obviously, Qingchuan's host in the heavens... Li Chuansheng, in the psychic Qingchuan, but the psychic contract is in Ye Chen's body.

"I'm leaving. Ye Chen smiled, gently stroked Chu Ling's cheek, and his obscene expression dissipated, his eyes full of warmth.

"Stay safe. Chu Ling was not angry, and the previous shame and anger disappeared in an instant because of Ye Chen's words.

"Wait for me. Ye Chen smiled and covered his face with a ghost mask, he was a celebrity, but he didn't want to be seen and cause unnecessary trouble, so he was relieved to wear a mask.

"I like it so much, take it!" Chu Ling glared at her, and took her naked picture... Stuffed over.

"If the daughter-in-law gives it, you have to take it. Ye Chen smiled, took it and put it into his arms, this... But baby.

As soon as the words fell, his body became transparent, and then turned into a ray of light, which pierced into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Chu Ling raised his head and waved his hand gently, his heart empty.

After experiencing life and death, I don't want to be separated again, even if it's a few months, or even a few days, I don't want to just look for it in my memory.

Bai Zhi, Shen Jue, Qing Luan and Zi Xuan also came.

Before the three-day time limit arrived, Li Changsheng was most likely in danger, and he had no choice but to help him fight.

"The heavens and all the realms are going to be lively. Shen Jue sighed.

No one refutes this sentence, but agrees with it.

Who is Ye Chen, a born living treasure, and a born god of war, his existence confirms a truth: wherever you go, it will be lively.

This time when he goes back, with his urine nature, it is strange that the world is in turmoil, and if he doesn't do the flood and wilderness clan, it won't be Ye Chen.

Here, Ye Chen's consciousness drifted away, only to feel that his body was twisted.

He was in a mysterious passage, the light was bizarre, and the flow of light reversed time and subverted space.

It was the first time he had been channeled, and it was really fresh enough.

Spiritism is unconventional, ignoring the field of vision and the domain plane, but compared with the emperor's path, it is still a big level behind.

Soon, he was pulled out of the passage by a mysterious force.

Reappearing, it is a group of mountains, the peaks are high and steep, the ancient trees stand tall in the sky, and occasionally you can hear the roar of demon beasts.

Ye Chen stood, gently raised his head and closed his eyes slightly, letting the starlight and moonlight fall, only greedily inhaling the breath between heaven and earth.

The feeling of being lost for a long time, the breath of a long time, and enjoying it comfortably.

He didn't need to ask, he knew that this was the heavens, and the breath of his hometown was still so kind and warm.

At this moment, no matter how hard my heart was, I wanted to cry excitedly, and I finally came back after a lot of hardships and hardships along the way.

"You... Who!" Ye Chen was enjoying it, and an inappropriate word sounded, and his tone was extremely puzzled.

The one who spoke was a young man, and he was on Ye Chen's side.

He is dressed in white and has purple hair, his appearance is very ordinary, nothing unusual, and his cultivation is not very high, he is only a quasi-saint, or a junior level.

That's right, he is Li Changsheng, the host of Qingchuan, he is the one who performs spiritism, and he is also the one who channels Ye Chen.

It's just that what shocked him was that this was not his psychic beast, his contract spirit beast was a Qingluan.

Also, who is this masked man he psychically revealed? All doubts have turned into two words: confused.

"You are Li Changsheng. Ye Chen looked sideways.

"It's... It's me. Li Changsheng nodded, his expression was a little jealous, as if he smelled a terrible aura from Ye Chen.

"Where is this!" confirming the identity, Ye Chen continued to ask.

"Chichen Star. Li Changsheng replied, he was a little confused, your sister, who is asking whom!

"How far is it from the Mysterious Wilderness. Ye Chen asked again.

"This, I.... ”

"You two are funny, are you going to fight? Can you have a snack? Before Li Changsheng finished speaking, he was interrupted.

Ye Chen saw the other side at this time, and there were still servants with him, a young man in a black robe, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, and an old man in a white robe.

The three of them all had blood-red eyes, fierce and vicious, carrying killing swords, and the evil aura was surging, like three robbers licking blood at the tip of the knife.

Li Changsheng hurriedly clenched his sword, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the three people opposite with interest, all of them were quasi-saint-level, one to three, no wonder Li Changsheng was psychic.

"Who the hell are you!Qingchuan?" Li Changsheng stared at the other side while transmitting Ye Chen, "What's the situation." ”

"Stay baby, fuck off. Ye Chen didn't reply to Li Changsheng, this was said to the servant opposite, it was very strong.

"Hey!" The black-robed young man stopped doing it, and ascended to the sky in one step, without saying a word, Ling Tian was a sword.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, he just raised his hand casually, wiped out the sword, and flew out with the black-robed young man.

This flight, I don't know how far it flew out, it was like a streamer, crashing into more than a dozen mountains all the way before it fell.

At this moment, the world was quiet, not only Li Changsheng on his side, but even the middle-aged and old man on the opposite side were also shocked.

With a casual palm, he flew a quasi-saint, as long as his brain did not enter the water, he knew that Ye Chen was not simple, and the weakest was also a saint.

"You... Who are you. The purple-robed middle-aged man and the white-robed old man trembled all over, watching Ye Chen retreat again and again in horror.

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation, this is an absolutely suppressed situation, who would have thought that Li Changsheng's psychic person would hang like this.

Compared with them, Li Changsheng was excited, he wanted to channel Qingchuan, and the lineup of two to three was the most unfortunate and could escape.

can look at this scene, the person in front of him is much more hanging than Qingchuan.

For a while, this guy's waist board was so straight that it was called a straight one, no matter who he Ye Chen was, this was Lao Tzu's psychic.

As he spoke, Ye Chen had already waved his hand, and the middle-aged and old man, who were still regressing, knelt on the spot, and the two big characters were on the ground.

"To answer my question, how far is this from the Mysterious Continent. Ye Chen accepted the treasure and continued the previous question.