Looking at the Heavenly Blood Saint King who appeared in front of him, Ye Chen had a feeling of disbelief.

Hundreds of years ago, many Protoss powerhouses besieged the Heavenly Blood Saint King and killed him on the spot, no one knew about this matter, and it was almost 100% certain that the Heavenly Blood Saint King had died, turned into a cold corpse, and sank into the sea area, which was a real sense of the soul.

But now, he appeared in front of Ye Chen, his flesh and blood did not disappear, his soul did not disperse, and his whole body exuded a strong aura that belonged to the Nine Heavens of the Holy Dao, looking at the world.

"What the hell is going on? Could it be that the Heavenly Blood Saint King is not dead, everything is just a pretense to confuse the ears and eyes?" Ye Chen's heart sank, with a stomach full of doubts, he stroked the palm of his hand and summoned the blood elder out of the Yongfeng Ancient Tower.

Buzz!

The blood flickered, and the moment the blood elder appeared, he came to the front of the Heavenly Blood Saint King, knelt down on his knees, and almost cried with joy: "Qin Blood, I have seen the master!"

"As early as hundreds of years ago, I was already dead, and now that you are subservient to Ye Chen, you should call him the master. The voice of the Heavenly Blood Saint King was very handsome, giving people a sense of security, and I saw that his palm was slowly stretched out, holding up the blood elder and no longer kneeling.

"A slave for one day, a slave for life, Qin Xue will never forget the kindness of his master back then. The blood elder still bowed his head, full of respect for the Heavenly Blood Saint King, which made the Heavenly Blood Saint King show a smile of relief, his eyes moved, and when he saw Zuo Qiu's eyebrows, the smile on his face stiffened, and a deep love spread straight out, and he said softly: "Mei'er." ”

Zuo Qiu Mei listened, his body trembled, and he snorted: "What? do you remember ......?"

Before the words fell, the Heavenly Blood Saint King had already come to her, opened his hands, and hugged him tightly into his arms, at first, Zuo Qiu Mei was still a little resistant, but it didn't take long for her to bury her head in the chest of the Heavenly Blood Saint King, greedily enjoying this familiar warmth.

Ye Chen stood not far away, looking at this scene, revealing a faint smile.

In normal times, Zuo Qiu Mei is a powerful Condensing Time Realm powerhouse, with ruthless methods and insidious schemes, and she is a terrifying figure that is enough to make the Protoss fearful, but at this moment, she is like a little woman who has thrown herself into the arms of the Heavenly Blood Saint King, this picture is very strange, but it makes Ye Chen feel a sense of déjà vu.

After a long time, the two separated.

The Heavenly Blood Saint King looked at Zuo Qiu's eyebrows, whose face was flushed, and said with a faint smile: "You and Qin Xue leave for a while, I have something to say to Ye Chen." ”

"How long will it take?" Zuo Qiu frowned, as if he was a little displeased.

"Just a general talk about the Holy Clan, it doesn't take much time. The Heavenly Blood Saint King kept smiling, making Zuo Qiu Mei nod stupidly, and then, she walked out of the underground world with the Blood Elder, leaving only Ye Chen and the Heavenly Blood Saint King.

At this time, Ye Chen Fang saw the face of the Heavenly Blood Saint King clearly, very handsome, with resolute facial features, and starry eyes, as if he had been sharpened with a knife and axe, dressed in white, with his feet stepping on his feet, he actually had a bit of the chic feeling of a scholarly swordsman.

"I know you're full of doubts, ask, and I'll tell you whatever I know. The Heavenly Blood Saint King stepped out of the blood pool and sat on the ground, completely lacking the compelling momentum of being a peerless powerhouse, but instead giving Ye Chen a sense of intimacy, as if an elder was doing to a junior.

Ye Chen nodded, thought for a moment, and asked, "What is your current state, is it real, or is it a wisp of remnant soul?"

"Neither. The Heavenly Blood Saint King patiently explained: "As early as hundreds of years ago, I was besieged by the powerhouses of the Protoss, and my soul was scattered, and at this moment, I am neither a real existence nor a remnant soul, but more like a blood slave. ”

"Blood slave?" Ye Chen's eyes froze, and his doubts were even worse.

"The exercises I practice are quite peculiar, even if the soul is dissipated, as long as there is a drop of essence blood, I can be reincarnated with this, but I have been reincarnated by blood, and I have been out of the category of flesh and blood, although I can see and touch it, but it is useless, just like a dead thing, of course, it is even more impossible to cultivate. The Heavenly Blood Saint King laughed at himself, but it set off a monstrous wave in Ye Chen's mind, a drop of essence blood can be reincarnated through blood, such a powerful technique.

Without the explanation of the Heavenly Blood Saint King, Ye Chen could also guess that such an exercise must come from the Hidden Dragon World, and there would definitely be no such anti-heaven exercise in the True Spirit World.

"The second question, there is a palace in the Heavenly Blood Holy Mansion, and there are portraits of three generations of saint clan kings in the hall, but I found that there are traces of the fourth portrait on the wall, but it was forcibly erased, it should be erased by you, right?" This doubt existed in Ye Chen's heart for a long time, and he immediately opened his mouth to ask.

"Why do you think I erased it, why don't you suspect that it's someone else?" the Heavenly Blood Saint King didn't answer immediately, but instead asked rhetorically.

"After you died, for hundreds of years, there were not many strong people who entered the Heavenly Blood Holy Mansion, and before I entered, the portrait on the wall was gone, in other words, the portrait must have been taken away before this, as for Zuo Qiu Mei and the Dark God Clan powerhouse, from beginning to end, Zuo Qiu Mei did not talk to me about this matter, and the words left on the wall did not mention a word, so it seems that she didn't care about this portrait, and she may not even have entered that palace. Ye Chen speculated step by step, and finally said: "In this way, it must be you who took the portrait away." ”

"Of course, there is an easier way: that palace is hung with portraits of the kings of the Holy Clan, how sacred it is, if any portrait is lost, it will be a great shame for the Holy Clan, but the moment I asked, you were very calm, and even had the heart to ask me a rhetorical question, judging by this, only if you took the fourth portrait, can you be so calm. ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen added another sentence, which made the eyes of the Heavenly Blood Saint King bloom with a touch of color, and he couldn't help but applaud: "At a young age, having such a mind is really rare, you are right, this fourth portrait is indeed taken away by me." ”

"What is painted on the fourth portrait?" Ye Chen became more and more curious and asked.

The Heavenly Blood Saint King smiled and did not answer immediately, but directly took out a picture scroll from the storage ring, slowly sent it to Ye Chen, and said, "Open it and take a look." ”

Ye Chen did not hesitate at all, and immediately opened the scroll.

"How so!"

Almost instantly, Ye Chen's pupils constricted, and his entire body suddenly bounced, and he said to the Heavenly Blood Saint King: "What the hell is going on, why is this fourth picture scroll painting my portrait, why is this?"

I saw that on the white picture scroll, there was a handsome young man painted and calligraphy, his eyebrows were like a star sword, his eyes were dark and deep, and at first glance there was still a little childishness, but he already had a bit of the style of a general, strategizing, as if he had seen through everything in heaven and earth.

This young man is Ye Chen himself!

Ye Chen couldn't believe what he saw at all, you must know that when the Heavenly Blood Saint King took away this fourth portrait, it was hundreds of years ago, in other words, hundreds of years ago, his portrait was painted on this scroll.

But at that time, he hadn't even been born yet, so how could he have a portrait?