Chapter 1251: Wander

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"Look?" Fu Ya froze for a moment.
"I'm sure, someone is peeping here." Donghuang Taixin's eyes were deeper.
"Are you there?" Fu Ya followed and scanned the bamboo forest, but after scanning every inch of the bamboo forest, he didn't find any abnormalities, and he never even noticed that someone was watching the bamboo forest.
"Show me the starry sky picture." Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the sharp goddess bloomed again, like a fire like a torch.
"Who the is it?" Donghuang Taixin's eyes also have fairy light, but the corners of his mouth are overflowing with a ray of blood, not only the corners of his mouth, but also the corners of those beautiful eyes.
"goddess."
"I can't find it." Donghuang was too palpitated, and Yukou's blood poured out, her face turning pale.
"Another bitback." Fu Ya hurried forward, pointed out, and stamped it on the heart of Donghuang Taixian, a mysterious pattern appeared, which actually sealed the original and real body of Donghuang Taixin.
"It's really his mother's internal injury." In the bamboo forest, Ye Chen scratched his head fiercely, and Donghuang too could feel the clue, but he couldn't see him, which made him suddenly feel a sense of urgency.
"Don't shout." Ye Chen cursed, Ye Chen turned away and flew out of Tianxuanmen.
"Huh?" As soon as Ye Chen left, Fu Ya, who treated Donghuang Taixin's heart, could not help frowning, and looked subconsciously at Xun Xutian, muttering, "a familiar feeling."
Here, Ye Chen has crossed Dachuan and Juyue and landed in the vast Nanchu land.
According to his previous view, this land is depleting, just like the ancient star has no source of stars. The origin of this great Chu is broken, everything is dying, and all souls will die in silence.
Ye Xianjian!
Ye Chen's fists clenched tightly, his eyes blood-stained, and his radiant coldness, or every thought of those three words, would make him infinitely murderous.
Someday, I will break you with my own hands!
Ye Chen hummed coldly, set foot on Xutian again, and went straight to Hengyue.
A quarter of an hour later, he fell on a mountain peak in Hengyue.
To his surprise, he just fell, and saw that the Hengyue people looked up at the starry sky.
So familiar feeling!
Many people scratched their heads and murmured softly.
Ye Chen overlooked this fairy mountain, with tears in his eyes, familiar figures, familiar faces, as clear as his memory, and eternal life will never be wiped out.
I didn't know how long it took before he took his eyes off. Even Dong Huang Taixin couldn't perceive his existence, let alone the Heng Yuezong.
He glanced at the empty sky before he lifted his feet slightly and set foot on another mountain.
At the top of the mountain, a shadowy woman sat there hugging her knees, bathed in the moonlight, looking up at the starry sky, white hair swaying without wind, and a breeze, and the sadness on her cheeks could not be wiped away.
Sister, I found him!
Ye Chen quietly looked at Tang Ruxuan, hoping to tell her the news herself.
Suddenly, Ye Chen flicked his palm, branded the scene, and waited for Xiong Er to wake up to the dream.
When the breeze came, he turned silently.
Like a lonely ghost, he wandered in Hengyuezong, went to the Xiaoling Garden, looked at Fengyuntai, and went to the Lingdan Pavilion, Lingqi Pavilion and Wanbao Pavilion. He saw Xu Fu and Zhou Dafu in the distance. With the huge sea figure, for a hundred years, they are all a lot older.
In the end, he only fell at the Jade Peak, where it is like a hundred years ago, bearing his warm memories.
The breeze passed, and he walked out of Hengyuezong, like a lonely ghost and wandering in Nanchu.
Leaving Nan Chu is Bei Chu.
All the forces in this land have his presence, but he has not left any trace of him. As far as this world is concerned, he does not exist. This is his dream from beginning to end.
After not knowing how long, he stopped in front of the hero grave.
There, there are nine figures, each with their backs standing upright, like the tenacity of a mountain, but his nine statues.
Ye Chen stood and looked at the nine quietly.
Jiuzun Tao frowned, looking at each other, but his brows were deeper.
Ye Chen smiled slightly and looked at the heroic grave, which contains 90 million names, but what he found was less than one tenth, and many more were just names.
This time, the dream seemed to be full of compassion and compassion. It seemed that he wanted to see it all at once. Da Chu had not woke up for three days, and he was still wandering like a soul in the dream.
Along the way, he became a little muddled, but it wasn't really muddled, but he was confused by the mystery to score the cause and effect.
I thought I could see everything clearly, but because of a picture scroll, I fell into confusion again, everything came too weird, such as Ruoxi, like the red dust picture scroll, like Donghuang Taixin, as well as this inexplicable dream returning to Dachu.
Hey!
With a tangled sigh, Ye Chen embarked on the road again.
As he walked, he looked around all the way. Even if it was a dream, even though the land had been imprinted in his soul, he still looked greedily.
On the fourth night, Ye Chen returned to Tianxuanmen.
Fu Ya and Dong Huang Taixin are still in the bamboo forest, unfortunately, Dong Huang Taixin is asleep and lying on the ice jade bed, and Fu Ya is constantly lined with lines, as if to seal Donghuang Taixin.
Helpless, Ye Chen squatted beside Bingyu's bed, holding her chin in her hands, and stared at Fuya with eager eyes, hoping that when she was free, she would be able to see the starry sky map of the heavens and the world for a few moments.
Fu Ya stopped, but drew out the jug, and looked at the starry sky silently.
Stomach pain!
Ye Chen covered her heart, and there was a feeling of being stabbed by thunder. Lao Tzu looked at it stubbornly. You're good. Drinking is really powerful. Instead, I gave Lao Tzu a map of the heavens and the heavens!
Another day, the dream was still not awake.
Fu Ya sat there, silently, drinking wine.
Ye Chen sat beside him, watching him drunk for a day.
On the night of the fifth day, Fu Ya took the flask and put her hand in her arms.
Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes were bright, staring at Fuya's arms eagerly, hoping that the starry sky of the heavens and the world could be revealed, and he only had to glance at it to imprint it completely in the sea of ​​God.
Of course, what made Ye Chen aggressive was that Fu Ya actually drew a rattle from her arms.
Yes, it's rattle, the kind of rattle that a baby doll plays.
Next, the rattle sounded in the bamboo forest, and it was very loud in the quiet night.
I....!
Ye Chen has an urge to spit blood. You drank it for a day, and I endured it. What this means is the rattle, a thousand-year-old guy. You can play, and you are quite happy.
However, looking at it, Ye Chen was silent.
Fu Ya looked slightly tired, and even a little decadent. Looking at the rattle, he sometimes showed a kind and gentle smile, as if it was not a rattle, but his child.
Hey!
Ye Chen sighed again. The secret road Fuya is also a person with a story. I don't know how many years I have spent in Dachu. I should be homesick, but I don't know if his relatives will be home when he returns home.
coming!
Fu Ya shook his rattle gently, but it was a whisper.
Ye Chen also bowed his head, looking at the entrance to the bamboo forest.
There, a shadow of Qian came in, once the white immortal clothes were dyed by Xianxia, ​​the lotus steps were lush, the green silk was beautiful, the beauty of the world was like a dream, she was like the fairy of the vast cold in the immortal world, and did not mess with anything. Shi Qianchen is so immaculate and holy.
Ye Chen froze, got up subconsciously, and stared at the woman, "This ... how is this possible?"