In the room full of purple flowers and greenery, even the bed is woven from the vines of flowers, and then flowers of seven colors are born.

Zi Yao lay quietly among the flowers, she became the center of beauty, all the flowers were eclipsed in front of her, in this beautiful room, Zi Yao was the main part.

Yechen sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Zi Yao's hand, and silently looked at her sleeping beauty.

Zi Yao's strength is still stuck in the original, and for the current Yechen forces, it is already the bottom of the existence.

But the passage of time has made Yechen's gratitude and ease to Zi Yao stronger and stronger, and Yechen's mind often appears in the moment when Zi Yao shoots one bow and arrow after another with a stubborn face, so resolute, so desperate.

"Come on, you'll be able to wake up soon. Maybe I'm not the opponent of the elf goddess now, but don't worry, the moment he comes, I will definitely take his life. This is, my promise to you. Yechen's voice was soft and soft.

"Once, the elven goddess was so far away from us, I didn't expect it, but now I have the power to provoke her. It's ridiculous to say that the current elf goddess is not my main goal. In the past, I was so insignificant, going to the starry sky battlefield was a life of death, and now, I have to worry about the fate of the human race. ”

"The strength is different, the vision is different, and the responsibility is different. ”

"I'll wait for you to open your eyes, I want to make you happy every day in the future, this day is no longer far away......"

Yechen spoke softly, and after talking for a long time, he reluctantly left the hut where Zi Yao was.

Outside the hut, the dragon-blooded warriors had dispersed, leaving only Ye Zixuan and the others around Yechen.

Looking at the women in front of him, Yechen was in a trance. In the past, at this time, all the women supported Zhang Yun to come, Zhang Yun always stood in the middle to greet her, and she was always the first to call herself.

Now that Zhang Yun's position is standing with Ye Zixuan, Yechen is a little uncomfortable.

Even if he cultivates to the world, even if he shatters the stars with a snap of his fingers, family affection is still an inseparable part of Yechen, and no matter how weak Zhang Yun's strength is, it is also Yechen's dependence.

"Husband!" Ye Zixuan said slowly, "The concubine has prepared a dinner for His Majesty, whether the husband wants to bathe first or eat first." ”

"Let's set up a banquet, this time we won't hold a family banquet, gather the dragon-blooded warriors, we will set up a celebration banquet, and drink him for three days and three nights. Yechen smiled. That decisive battle in the starry sky was a rare victory for the human race, but because of Yechen's "death", everyone did not put on a celebration banquet, Yechen wanted to take the opportunity to make up for it, and also got drunk with many brothers, these people are all people who sold their lives, and they can fight hard without hesitation when they give an order.

"I'll arrange it. Song Yurou said softly, this gentle woman who Yechen brought over from Tianheng like water has now become Ye Zixuan's right-hand man.

After finishing speaking, Song Yurou turned around and left.

Yechen smiled at Meng Xinqi: "Xinqi, is there enough wine this time." ”

Meng Xinqi said proudly: "Miss Ben found a star, and then hollowed out that star, and buried it all in the jar, and you can drink it all if you have the ability." ”

"Hahaha, okay, now you have to order someone to dig a million jars first, and then continue digging if there is not enough to drink. Yechen smiled.

"Okay, you wait!" Meng Xinqi also turned to leave.

Yechen hugged the women out of the purgatory space and came to the Colorful Palace.

For Yechen, it has been more than 10,000 years since he returned here.

Breathing in the air of the Martial God Continent, Yechen seemed to feel that the air was much fresher.

Looking down, Shenwu City has completely changed after decades of development, the entire imperial capital has become extremely prosperous, the imperial capital is outside the country, and the sails are like clouds on the Lanjiang River.

The smiling faces of the people shuttled between the cities, and on the fields, the fishermen cast their nets vigorously and pulled out the abundant fruits.

Even among these ordinary people, there are many martial artists, and the richness of the aura of the Martial God Continent has made many people's talents improve.

"Husband, it will take two hours to prepare the banquet. Ye Zixuan said.

"I'll go out and I'll be back later. Yechen said, and then disappeared.

When it reappeared, it was already a cold and snowy environment.

The white of the sky covered the mountains and the earth, and the howling cold wind was like the wail of a terrible ghost.

Yechen even felt that several masters of cultivating the power of ice lurked between the ice and snow, swallowing the power of heaven and earth.

This was formerly the territory of the Bearren Clan.

Yechen entered the secret realm by chance in the past, encountered pus-filled zombies, and learned the nameless swordsmanship.

This time, Yechen came specifically to find zombies.

The entrance to the secret realm is not difficult to find, and as Yechen steps out again, Yechen appears at the entrance of the secret realm, and then steps into the secret realm.

Originally, the secret realm where the bear people came to practice, now there are no human figures in sight, and the entire land has become desolate.

Yechen found the hut he was once familiar with, and the pus-shedding zombies lived in this hut at that time.

Standing outside the hut, Yechen took a deep breath, then hugged his fists and said, "Junior Yechen, come and meet your seniors." ”

The wooden door of the hut opened automatically, and a calm voice came from inside: "Come in." ”

Hearing this, Yechen was overjoyed, but at the same time, he was secretly worried.

Lan Wen's origin is very important, and Yechen has a hunch that Lan Wen may be involved in some big secret, which makes Yechen have to be nervous.

Entering the gate, Yechen saw a transparent phantom standing in the hut, quietly looking at Yechen.

The appearance is still the appearance of a pus zombie, but now standing in front of Yechen is just a soul, and even ...... Not even a soul.

"Senpai, you!" Yechen said in surprise.

The soul spoke up and said lightly: "I went to find someone to compete with the sword, and I guessed that you were going to come to me, so I left such a divine sense, I have seen everything you have done, your talent is okay, although it is not worthy of Miss, but it is also considered to be in this era." ”

"Senior, you have all seen it in the ......," Yechen said, and before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the phantom and said, "I also know everything about you on the starry battlefield." Now, you are not qualified to know the secret of the young lady, and I will not tell you this answer now. ”

"Senior, your news, is it lagging behind, I killed twenty high-level gods a day ago, two of them were in the late stage of high-level gods, and they were killed with one blow. Yechen said in a deep voice, obviously very unavoidable, "The news you know, is it when the junior is in the next god?"

(End of chapter)