"Don't give me all these tricks to fool people, Doumen or something, come out for me immediately. ”

This was Ye Yingchen's experience when he was a child, and of course he knew the pain at that time. There is no need for some 'well-wisher' to take him to relive the memories again.

Besides, it's not a pleasant memory, and the pain is not to be remembered.

"Doumen doesn't have to, I'm also a Ye family. Naturally, there is no reason to hurt one's own family. ”

As soon as the words fell, a ghost with the lower body turned into a cloud appeared out of thin air.

The man's eyebrows are somewhat similar to Ye Yingchen, their blood is connected, and their appearance is the same. This is an indisputable fact that proves the family.

Ye Yingchen knelt down on one knee and saluted the man: "The younger Ye Yingchen has seen the ancestor of the Ye family. Dare to ask the ancestors for their names. ”

The man stroked Ye Yingchen up: "Nephew, your family doesn't have to be so polite. I was originally a nameless and pointless person, but fortunately, His Highness Nighthawk Luo was drooping. It's really my pleasure to let me, who is dead, guard his grave. ”

Ye Yingchen looked at the man in front of him, if he had to count it by generation, he should be an ancestor who he didn't know how many generations.

The question of generation... It's really stumped by the smart Ye Yingchen.

However, since it is the ancestors of their own family who keep the inside story, some things are naturally easy to ask.

"Ancestor, do you know why the Vermilion Bird Beast at the outer gate is so angry when he sees his nephew?"

Some guesses were made through Ye Yingchen in the Doumen, but guesses can only be regarded as guesses, not as fact records. Seeing the ancestors of the Ye family, wouldn't it be better if they could get the answer positively.

The man thought for a moment: "Suzaku is the most stubborn of the four divine beasts. At the beginning, His Royal Highness had a kindness with the divine beasts, and the four divine beasts agreed to come to the imperial tomb to guard the tomb. As soon as they entered the Imperial Tomb, they were restricted from leaving the place where the Imperial Tomb was located. Moreover, under the action of His Highness's internal force, all the divine beasts entered a deep sleep. I think Suzaku is probably quite dissatisfied with His Highness's approach. ”

The highness referred to in the man's words is naturally Nighthawk Luo, because they are the people of a dynasty.

"But why did the ancestors set restrictions on this place?"

"Because the cheats ......"

Ye Yingchen's curious gaze met the man's complicated eyes. The man conjured up a notebook out of thin air and handed it to Ye Yingchen: "Since you have cleared the customs, he is naturally yours." But whether you can get it down depends on your ability. Uncle is here to hand over the cheats to you, and you need to go the rest of the way. ”

With that, the man's figure disappeared in front of Ye Yingchen. A fight with Suzaku also made him bruised all over his body, and the fight just now was just to test the other party's purpose. Where does he still have the strength to fight now?

Ye Yingchen opened the cheats with his blood-stained fingers, and a powerful black energy came from the cheats that sucked his whole body in.

I don't know why Ye Yingchen didn't feel any pain, and his body didn't listen to the call and took out the secret book and began to cultivate. The profound martial arts mastery continued to enter Ye Yingchen's body, and Ye Yingchen's internal strength continued to improve. Ye Yingchen felt that his energy had doubled after doing a few movements, and all his previous injuries had healed.

I didn't expect there to be such a magic skill in the world. Ye Yingchen was both expectant and excited, allowing his body to practice by himself.

Every time the body makes a movement, the golden light on Ye Yingchen's body will be one point stronger.

In this way, day after day, Ye Yingchen did not eat or drink and let his body practice independently. The strange thing is that he is not hungry at all after not eating for a long time, and the number of days of practice gradually increases. The oddities gradually increased, and judging from the current situation, Ye Yingchen concluded that he must have been sucked into the book, but he who had been in the book these days had not been able to get a trace of contact with the outside world.

What's wrong with him, Ye Yingchen actually had a little bit of a desire to retreat in his heart. And his body can't act under self-consciousness at all, which makes Ye Yingchen feel a little redundant.

Just as the thought of terminating his cultivation came to him, he was taken into another picture.

As he continued to cultivate, he felt that the energy in his body was constantly increasing, and he sensed it through close energy. Ye Yingchen was surprised to find that there was no one in the entire Nighthawk Luo Empire who was his opponent.

To be honest, he was a little happy at that moment. After all, who doesn't want to be the most powerful in the world, Ye Yingchen sits on the throne. Now my father was sitting and feeling the worship of the crowd towards him.

Of course, among the crowd are: An Qing, Yechen Xuan, Shiyin, Really Good-looking, and July ...... And his father.

Because he gained great power, golden energy lingered in the palm of his hand. Injected into the mother's dead body, under the strong urging of powerful energy. The mother's skin regained its bloody color, and it was not long before her eyes were opened.

"Chen'er. ”

The gentle voice of her mother came, and a smile tugged at the corner of Ye Yingchen's mouth. He doesn't need hugs anymore because he's grown up.

Just stand here and watch my mother be happy.

"Mother, take your time. ”

After finishing the meal with her mother, she left the room to leave her mother with a faint greeting.

The mother nodded with a smile, and at that moment Ye Yingchen thought to herself: If her mother hadn't left them so early, then Ye Chenxuan could also remember what her mother looked like.

"That's good. ”

The corners of Ye Yingchen's mouth were full of smiles, and he returned to the picture he entered at that time.

Ye Yingchen continued to train unconsciously, and his internal strength was still growing wildly with the training.

After some more days, Ye Yingchen was still in a state of unconscious training, watching his internal strength getting stronger and stronger, Ye Yingchen once again had the idea of wanting to give up.

Ye Yingchen has not forgotten the days of endorsement day and night in the past, the world is about balance, and no matter how good a person is, if he is unique, he can't escape the fate of being abandoned.

"Is there really such a good pie in the world?"

Ye Yingchen gradually found his own mind in the unconscious. When people enter an unconscious state, especially when their hands and feet are out of their control, it is difficult to make independent judgments. But Ye Yingchen found it, and the knowledge he had accumulated over the years before his miraculous achievements suddenly jumped out of his mind. Separated his brain from his body, his mind was as clear as a clear spring, even though his body was still out of control.

"Stop! This is my body! I command you to stop now!"

One commanding word after another, the wires of thought flow into the body. Ye Yingchen's non-stop cultivation body finally stopped.

"Hoo ......"

Ye Yingchen let out a long breath, regaining his freedom. The feeling of exhaustion from the body's long-term cultivation followed.

But fortunately, he is now free and can control his body with his thoughts. If there is inhalation, there will be output, and this is a good circulation.

Released, he is brought into a picture again, this time no longer the protagonist of the picture.

A man is the same as him, entering the environment of cheats and constantly cultivating, but the difference is that men have been cultivating. There was no resistance from beginning to end.

The man's purpose is very resolute, he wants to be the most powerful god on this continent, and he is willing to sacrifice everything for this.

One day... One day... Another day. As the sun and moon changed, the man did not resist at all, and even after regaining consciousness, he still allowed his body to continue to be controlled.

Ye Yingchen looked at the man for a long time, and he had seen the portrait of the man. What's more, there is no one in the entire Nighthawk Luo who doesn't know him, he is a man who is famous in the entire continent - His Royal Highness Nighthawk Luo.

The man allowed his body to keep cultivating, and the black energy became stronger and stronger. Through the picture, Ye Yingchen can feel a strong oppressive force, and you can imagine what kind of existence Nighthawk Luo was in the mainland at that time.

The man cultivates successfully and crowns the throne. Fighting on the entire continent, the soldiers and horses are blended, and the internal forces are facing each other. A man's super internal strength can always defeat the enemy.

A few years have passed, and the country of men has continued to grow. While the people kept cheering, no one noticed that the man's body was getting weaker and weaker.

Finally, the man fulfilled his desire to unify the continent, and he gave the continent a nice name - the Nighthawk Luo Empire.

After that, the man was not immersed in the sound of dogs and horses, but secretly ordered someone to build the imperial tomb. After the successful completion of the Imperial Mausoleum, Nighthawk Luo left the imperial throne and came to the Imperial Mausoleum alone.

The man who retreated from his gorgeous costume looked simple and pure, and Nighthawk Luo slowly lay down in the imperial coffin.

Close your eyes, and your eyes reverberate with his heart-warming life. He's got everything in order. Although his life was short, he can be remembered by many people. Nighthawk, who had written his own myth, fell into a deep sleep......

"Goodbye, legend of Nighthawk. ”

The man's voice rang out, and the coffin slowly closed. Together, they become quiet, the slumbering of the slumber, the watchfulness of the watch.

Everything will have to be decided for the children themselves when they come.

Natural selection is different due to different experiences and different needs.

Is it a long-term life, or a short-lived creative peak?

In the end, it all comes from different needs in the heart.......