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In the primeval mountain forest, Ye Qingxuan, whose hair was already half white, sat on the ground, running Xuan Gong, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and finally he even took out a few pieces of high-grade Yuan Jing, but he still couldn't stop his aging. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't know what secret technique he had been in, and he felt like his body was suddenly hollowed out, as if something was missing.

In the end, he realized that his life source was gone, like a duckweed without roots, and it would soon be annihilated in this world.

No matter how hard he tried, he drank bottle after bottle of life essence, and ate pill after pill, but he still couldn't stop the loss of vitality in his body.

His hair turned white one by one, his flesh withered little by little, and his face became old, like a drooping old man in a blink of an eye, when it was time to decay.

Ye Yaochi also took out one thing after another at this time, any of which was worth a lot of money when placed outside, but it was of no use to Ye Qingxuan.

A whole day passed, Ye Qingxuan tried any way he could think of, full of nostalgia for life, unwilling to disappear into the world like this.

But the cruelty of reality shattered his last luck, and after one night, Ye Qingxuan became calm, sat there quietly, ruffled his hair, and watched them turn white one by one, and the look in his eyes gradually became peaceful.

He is like an old man who is dying in the world, remembering his life, with page after page of memories, counting the last little time, living like a year, and cherishing it incomparably.

The enchanting and arrogant eldest sister Ye Hongfei who flirts with him from time to time, the sister Ye Hongyan who is as cold as frost but is as gentle as water to herself, the charming and charming water phoenix who is like a goblin, and his father Ye Yunge, who gets drunk all day but watches him grow up at the age of one, and the eldest uncle Ye Yunshan, who treats him as a parent, and the sixth uncle Ye Yunfei, who often goes home to bring him gifts, as well as the grandfather Ye Cangxiong, who has been guarding the Ye family for decades with a majestic face, and the three Ye Qingtian who is talking about fighting him, and the ink ghost ballad who blew up a wisp of Yuan Shen for him not long ago, and the second brother Ye Qingyu who opened the city protection array for him......

Familiar figures kept flashing in his mind, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth gradually became soft, gentle as water, and long.

This is probably his life, there are many regrets, there are also many memories, bad, good, flaws make people's lives look more complete.

Ye Yaochi looked at the face that was getting old, but as bright as the sun, and her eyes gradually became complicated.

When she saw Ye Qingxuan for the first time, he was the cultivator of the Pantian Realm, and she felt that he was too far away from the king, and he was not worthy of the king's bloodline at all.

But in less than a year, she secretly saw him pushing all the way, and now he is standing at the top of the younger generation, few people can beat him, even if he was a young king, I'm afraid it's just that.

Along the way, she saw his calculations and plans, his sunny and warm side, and his murderous side, and she watched him grow at an astonishing rate, which made her feel beyond her reach.

Such a character is worthy of the king's blood.

Before she knew it, she confessed to his identity.

It's just that now when she sees him like this, she doesn't know how to face it, and the task given to her by the king is to take care of him and be his protector, but now, she seems to have broken her word.

"My mother's ...... What kind of person is it?" he suddenly spoke, pulling Ye Yaochi's thoughts back.

Ye Yaochi was stunned for a while, but she didn't know how to speak.

"Did she think about me, you say?" he whispered again.

Ye Yaochi opened her mouth, but she still didn't speak, because Wang's mind was not something she could guess, but on the other hand, she couldn't bear to lie to him.

"My mother, are you good-looking?" she looked at him with childlike apprehension and longing.

So she nodded emphatically: "The king is a woman who amazes the world." ”

Ye Qingxuan showed a satisfied smile, like a child getting a favorite toy, the smile on the corner of his mouth was soft and warm.

"Daddy was born as handsome as me, and it seems that they are a good match!" he joked with a laugh.

Ye Yaochi's eyes suddenly became sour, and there was a tingling pain in his heart.

He was silent, his eyes gloomy, and after a long time, he said: "If it is possible, see my mother in the future, and bring me a word......

"What?"

"I miss her so much. ”

She hadn't cried since she was born and suddenly burst into tears and couldn't cry.

He slowly stood up with his halberd, looking at the magnificent and boundless splendid rivers and mountains from afar, his eyes were full of nostalgia, after all, he could not stand on the top of the heavens and look at the most beautiful scenery in this life.

He was ambitious, he was invincible, he struggled, he felt warmth......

Now this scene has become a luxury that only nostalgia remains.

Perhaps, this is life. He muttered to himself.

He took one last fond look at the world, as if to sink it deep into his heart, and then, he encouraged the only remaining vitality in his body, like an ocean of the sea filling his whole body.

His hair quickly turned black, his flesh and blood became full and crystal again, his bent back became straight and straight, and he returned to his peak state in the blink of an eye, his face was like a knife, and it was soft, his sword eyebrows were in his sideburns, and his face was like a crown of jade, like the most beautiful man in the world!

At this moment, he was sharp, and his breath ran through Changhong, like a king in the world, looking down on the mountains and rivers, standing with a halberd in his hand, looking at all worlds!

He closed his eyes in his strongest state, the fire of life disappeared, and he faced the world with the most majestic and invincible posture, and fixed himself permanently in this scene!

The night gate that floated in the dark night, suddenly erupted with a breath that tore through the sky, the figure that sat on the top of the temple for more than ten years and did not move, touched the wisp of blood flowing from the night pupil in the heart of the eyebrows, and felt that the heart seemed to be taken away, at this time stood up, one step at a time, the sea was mulberry, with the curtain of the dark night that swept the world, strolling in the direction of Kaiyang City, where it passed, all the light in the world was drowned.

On the blood-colored earth, the man who held the power of the Flying Heaven Realm was extremely coveted, his face was pale at this moment, and then, the killing intent of the sea and the anger were full of anger, turning into a real sea of fire and flooding the entire dangerous land, and the countless gods and demons turned into dust in the miserable roar, he stepped out, the world collapsed, and this dangerous place that attracted countless people collapsed instantly, and he took the anger of burning all worlds and climbed to the top of the Nine Heavens!

A delicate figure was wearing a white dress, on which small blood-colored flowers bloomed, bewitching and poignant.

She lowered her head at this time, looking at the strange mark in her palm, which lit up with an unprecedented light, and then, as if she had changed into a different person, her eyes became as cold and ruthless as the way of heaven, and at this time she stood up and stepped into the void far away.

In the primeval mountain forest, Ye Yao Chi looked at Ye Qingxuan, wiped his tears after a long time, and wanted to bring his body back to the Ye Pyloric Gate, but suddenly felt something, and at this time Huo Ran turned around.

She saw a woman dressed in blood-soaked white strolling through the void, with chains wrapped around her slender and weak arms, and at the end of the chains, dragging a black coffin, rattling in the void. (To be continued.) )