Chapter 1751: Drawing

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In the sigh of regret, Ye Chen has stepped into the world.
Behind them, those eyes were in awe.
Feeling trapped in love, it was not easy to be able to escape in such a short time and defeat the Emperor and the Disciples.
How hard it is to endure others and bear the pain.
The world began to believe that the undefeated record of the Eucharist Ye Chen was not only based on strength, but also as iron as a stone.
Inadvertently, too many people could not help looking at Zhao Yun.
If you talk about evil spirits, this uncle is comparable to Ye Chen.
These two goods, don't be too natural, one fights against the other, one fight defeats the white cricket, makes two supreme, very shameless.
Suddenly, too many people have bearded, and they are telling themselves in their hearts: Do not mess with these two bitches.
Even the Supreme Face dare to fold, what else is there to dare not do.
Zhao Yun coughed, turned and left, and it was all about Laozi.
Ming must also have a dry cough. He was already very hot. After the war with Zhao Yun, the fire spread all over Yin Cao Difu, and the thief was shameful.
During his visit, the visitors also left one by one. Before leaving, they did not forget to pay respect to Jie Mingshan.
There are also many people muttering, the emperor is really sober.
In front of Jie Mingshan, there was only Baiyu, and he laughed a little.
In terms of bloodline, her bloodline is infinitely close to Honghuangyuanyuanfeng. In a sense, it is better than the ancient sacred body.
On the background, he is an emperor and a monk. From the beginning of the Taoism, he inherited the immortal law, which Ye Chen couldn't compare.
In terms of cultivation, she has been sanctified for hundreds of years, and her realm has reached the bottleneck. There is only a trace, that is, the quasi-sacred king, and also stronger than Ye Chen.
However, she was defeated. Under the premise of occupying all the advantages, she was completely defeated. The so-called arrogance became a joke.
She underestimated Ye Chen, his mind, actual combat ability, and foresight absolutely crushed her, and defeat was inevitable.
There are people outside the mountains, there are mountains outside the mountains, this era is too extraordinary.
Once again, she shook her head helplessly and stood at the top since she was a child, but she was short-sighted because she was standing too high.
Thinking to herself, she also gathered her breath and followed it.
Ye Chen's boy was so fierce that he didn't care about the situation, so that she was seriously injured and needed time to heal.
In the world, Ye Chen walked slowly, reaching the small bamboo forest.
Emperor Huang was there, sitting leisurely, a generation without God, dressed in plain clothes, immortal wind bones, quietly brewing tea.
"The younger Ye Chen, I have seen the ancestors." Ye Chen saluted.
"Come and sit." Di Huang smiled softly.
Ye Chen stepped forward and sat opposite Di Huang again after a lapse of six months. Although he was supreme, he had no majesty.
He should be very honoured, a generation of supreme, actually poured tea for him personally, most of these things went out, no one believed.
Looking at Ye Chen, the vicissitudes of life, Emperor Huang could not help sighing.
Ye Chen ended up in this way, all caused by him.
The Supreme also has love. How much he loves Yuezhang, he knows how much Ye Chen loves Chu Ling. Ye Chen knows his state of mind.
However, he would not hesitate to try again.
Blame it, the six reincarnations are too terrible. This is cruel. Although the process is cruel, it can save Ye Chen and help him.
A long time ago, he lost, and did not want Ye Chen, but also lost.
The old regret has killed the ancestors, and must not let future generations die, even if the means are cruel.
"Senior, I have become a sage, can I go back to the heavens?" Ye Chen said, his voice hoarse and unable to hide the vicissitudes.
"Don't let her go?" Emperor deserted, his words long.
"Put ... put down." Ye Chen said, trying to squeeze out a smile, very far-fetched, and his heart was faintly aching.
"Whether you want to let go or not is determined by your own words."
"The junior put down and asked the senior to let me go through the barriers."
"In your current state, I can't let you go." The Emperor gave a faint voice, with a trace of dignity.
"Then ... when can I return to the heavens?" Ye Chen asked.
Emperor Huang didn't say a word, and just flicked his sleeves. The next moment, he saw a woman who appeared in Xiaozhulin.
Careful scrutiny, it is Baiji, his emperor's disciple.
Bai Xun stumbled, just came into the boudoir and was ready to heal, but before breathing, he was brought by Emperor Huang.
It also has to be undressed, otherwise ... it's embarrassing.
This girl is very puzzled. I don't know what Dihuang asked her to do. Ye Chen is even more confused. I don't know where Dihuang sings.
"When can you draw a white owl, and when will you go through the barrier."
Under the puzzled eyes of the two, Emperor Huang got up, left his sleeves, and his body became illusive step by step until he disappeared.
Ye Chen frowned, a little surprised, just ... so simple?
Bai Ye's expression was strange enough. Master called her to be a model? This ... it's a bit of a surprise.
Here, Ye Chen had taken out the pen and paper and hung in the air.
Bai Yan simply sorted out her hair and found a place to sit down. This was the first time for such a thing.
Ye Chen's eyes were calm, without the slightest emotion in his eyes. He glanced at Bai Ji, and then waved his hands, drawing calmly.
Bai Yan looked indifferent, like a statue, motionless.
From time to time, he also lifted his eyes and glanced at Ye Chen.
She has always aimed at the Master and promised that she would one day surpass her master.
The emergence of the holy body Ye Chen became another goal for her.
Emperor Dao is fighting for the best. Only by defeating him can he climb to the top, and only by defeating him can he be qualified to surpass Emperor Huang.
The bamboo forest fell into peace, only a ray of wind blowing.
Sitting alone and painting alone, this scene is a bit weird.
Not long ago, the two were fighting outside the world.
How long has it elapsed and it is a whole piece, the atmosphere is really embarrassing, it is really unnatural to be watched by such a man.
She would n’t sit here honestly unless she was ordered by a teacher.
Time passed every minute and second, Ye Chen's strokes were full of spirits.
On the white scroll, a prototype of a woman has been outlined.
Ye Chen's painter is still good. The paintings are lifelike, with a smile and a trace of hair, all very expressive.
I didn't know when he stopped, staring at the paintings he made, his expression dim, his eyes dim.
"You ... haven't finished painting yet?" Bai Yan glanced at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard it, he was still looking at the painting, and he could see that there were tears in his eyes.
Bai Yan frowned, did something, drew a picture, and He cried.
Or is it that this girl looks so ... pretty good?
Ye Chen smiled, raised her hand subconsciously, and gently stroked the picture. Her eyes were full of tenderness, just like looking at her wife.
"As soon as I have finished drawing, I will leave." Bai Ao couldn't sit down anymore.
Xu was curious, and as she passed by Ye Chen, she subconsciously glanced down and glanced at Ye Chen's painting.
I also wanted to see what Ye Chen had painted her. It was so fascinating to see, but also shed tears.
That didn't matter, it stopped her on the spot.
In the portrait, she is clearly another woman.
To be more precise, it is Naihe Bridge God ... Chu Linger.
For a time, the white pimple's chest was undulating, sparks bloomed in his eyes, and it seemed that there was a sign of a rush.
The old lady is really idle, sitting for so long, feeling you are following my appearance, painting other women, too annoying.
I just want to ask, what is the value of my existence, to accompany you? You didn't draw me, you said it early!
Ye Chen, who was silent, had no foreign matter in his heart, and never felt that Bai Ye was watching him, and that pair of eyes that were to eat people.
He still looked at the painting, the painting of Chu Ling.
He didn't know that he was painting a white magpie, but the ghost sent the to paint Chu Ling, which was the only way to describe her.
Obviously, he can't forget Chu Ling, nor can he put down the most beloved woman. Even painting, she looks like her.
How could he let it go, that was the woman she loved most, with a relationship of 300 years, she said she would let it go, and he thought she could not do it.