Chapter 1805: Find a place to drink!

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"Some can't wait." Ye Chen took a breath.
Inexplicably, there is still some tension in the heart. The psychic contract has been printed. He may be psychic to the heavens at any time.
I'm going to return to my hometown.
For others, he died just a year or two, but for himself, it has been over millennia.
Too tired all the way, my heart is old, and I want to return to the roots.
On one side, Qingchuan's eyes were bright and bright, rubbing his palms fiercely, eager to try and see how they looked, more excited than Ye Chen.
Just imagine, if Ye Chen returns, the heavens will definitely explode.
He didn't have to look, and he knew how wonderful the expressions were.
There are also the princes of the Honghuang Grand Clan, who are bullying and bullying the Quartet, creating too many catastrophes, and Ye Chen, the ancient holy body, will be their nightmare.
Qingchuan became more and more excited, thinking about the picture.
Thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing, leaving his head buried with joy, everyone watching raised his eyebrows: this product, let's get sick!
Qinglu coughed, and Qingchuan went aside.
Qingchuan was embarrassed and undeniably he was a little excited.
The mountain is not calm, there are people coming all the time, both men and women, not very high cultivation, the strongest is the saint.
They, from all ethnic groups, like Qingchuan, stayed in the heavens as psychic beasts, and they all returned shortly after.
When they saw Ye Chen, the crowd almost knelt with excitement.
The Eucharist Ye Chen is long dead. No one knows the heavens and the world. The myths he created are still being chanted in the stars.
But who ever thought that the Eucharist is alive and in the spirit realm.
Not long ago, he slaughtered another half emperor against the sky, and the half emperor was also an emperor. In total, he slaughtered three emperors in his lifetime.
To be able to see the ruthless man in the legend is really a blessing in three lives.
Ye Chen smiled and was not idle, asking one after another, asking everyone's host, maybe he was an acquaintance.
Unfortunately, none of them were found and none of them were heard.
Qing Ye worked very efficiently. He collected the detailed information of the host and gave it to Ye Chen so that Ye Chen could find it.
For the sake of safety, take those hosts back to Da Chu, and then call on the spirits to avoid accidents on the way.
"I've been staying with my clan for a while, so don't run outside," Qing Yan smiled. "You need to borrow your psychic contract."
"Understand." The crowd nodded, each cheerful.
"Having been with the Eucharist Ye Chen for a long time, go out to beier and have face."
"Just like you." Ye Chen said deeply.
"Boy, let's go with peace of mind! Your wife-in-law will take care of you." Ming Ju patted Ye Chen's shoulders, revealing two rows of white teeth. Although they were smiling, that smiled, and it wasn't normal.
"It's about to go, let's find some place to drink!" Ye Chen said meaningfully, pinching Mingjue's neck, and regardless of whether he was unwilling or not, he dragged away and went straight to the depths of the mountain.
Soon, he heard a scream, a ghost crying, and a domineering side leak.
Looking away, the mountain they went to was rumbling.
It was Ye Chen who was showing his mighty power, holding one leg down and hitting it on the ground again and again, instead of blowing and falling to death.
The corners of the mouth twitched, especially the psychic beasts, and they felt awkward in their hearts. They didn't need to look at them, and they hurt.
I heard the Eucharist Ye Chen was not very good-tempered, and I started to work when I didn't agree. I can see today that it is the legendary urine.
Look at Chu Ling, Bai Yun, and Qing Yan again. The girl and the girl are tacitly understanding. They are holding a small mirror and only care about their hair.
Somehow, listening to that scream, my heart was inexplicably cool.
Just happy, just want to laugh, you said that God is not magic.
Soon after, Ye Chen Huangyou came back, and the cool character on her face was a big close-up, tidy.
As for Ming Ju's nagging, I just walked through the gate of the ghost door and was sleeping a lot? Ye Chen was hung on the tree.
A small episode passed, and everyone left the mountain one after another, leaving this last time to Ye Chen and Chu Ling.
The loneliness of the mountains really became a two-person world, and no one disturbed.
The outside world is very lively, and the heavenly spirit world is very conscious, proclaiming the spiritual realm, and worshiping the Eucharist Ye Chen as the Lord of the spiritual world.
When this news came out, the spirit realm shook and the Quartet came to vote.
There is no objection from all races, and it has also affected many scattered repairs, and the cohesion of the spiritual realm, because Ye Chen ... climbed to the peak.
On the second day, the reincarnated people in the spirit realm gathered at the mountain peak.
Ye Chen personally cooks and makes a table of delicious dishes.
The picture is sensational, with tears and laughter, talking about the past, remembering the years, and looking at Dachu's hometown.
There are no lords and subordinates here, some are just natives.
Fortunately, reincarnation is still alive, and only when Ye Chen returns to the heavens and finds each host can summon them.
At night, it was getting deeper. The natives drunk and drunk. They went back to shoulder and wobbled down the mountain.
"It's not exciting." Chu Ling held Ye Chen, fluttering her beautiful eyes, smiling at the world like a little girl.
"Excited." Ye Chen smiled at nothingness, looked vicissitudes, and seemed to be able to see the mountains and rivers of Da Chu across an endless stream.
The starry sky of the heavens and the world is still so vast and profound.
Drifting sand drifted deep, without beginning and end, gathered into a galaxy, witnessing the change of the mulberry fields.
Stars, shining with light, outline wonderful pictures.
In the starry sky, a shadow of Qian Qian moved forward in silence, with a white cape and white cloak.
She is like a fairy in the sky, she does not eat fireworks on earth, does not provoke earthly dust, she is glorious and immaculate.
This woman, if you look closely, isn't it Ji Ningshuang?
She had a peerless look, but she was also embarrassed, with tear marks in the corners of her eyes, her thin body, her eyes dim, and her beauty pity.
After lifting the ban, she was out of forgetfulness and out of the wilderness.
As a wandering soul, she hasn't known how long she has been wandering, and wants to return to Dachu, but there is no one named Ye Chen in the mountains and rivers.
In front of an ancient star, she stopped and settled for a long time.
This ancient star has been far away from the bustling heavens and boundlessly close to the edge of the universe. There are creatures in it, but they are all mortals.
"Huafanxing." She murmured softly, and passed the ancient star in the future, but the Shenhai star map has it marked.
Its name is ordinary, and it is indeed ordinary, without monks.
She stepped in, and she was tired for three hundred years in this past life, and she was a bit tired.
She will give birth to a child here and be an ordinary person.
On the highest mountain on Hua Fanxing, she dropped gently.
The ancient stars are not big, but there are also large mountains, including the east stream of Changchuan, and small villages under the mountains and the banks of Changchuan.
Everything is ordinary, ordinary and peaceful, peaceful and peaceful.
When I was looking at it, I saw that the cold wind was raging, there was a flood of wild gas, a violent and bloodthirsty, rolling clouds, covering the starry sky of Haoyu.
Ji Ningshuang looked back, looking to the sky behind him. There was a ghostly figure, but an old man with a long python robe.
It was a quasi-perfect emperor. His hair was wavy and bloody, and his old eyes were scarlet, deep and boundless, like Ruoyuan.
"Dong tribe." Ji Ningshuang frowned, and came out of Wangchuan. The most heard was the Great Famine, and the Great Families were the great famine. It was absolutely terrible.
"I was passing by by accident. I actually met Yaochi's fairy body, and it was a fortune." The blood-haired old man licked his tongue, his expression was greedy and fierce, his eyes flickered with obscene light.
"Zhu Tian and Hong Huang, there has been an armistice agreement. Do you want to provoke the war again after the seniors?" Ji Ningshuang said.
"Secretly destroying you, who knows." The old man with a hairy hair sneered, probed the dry old hand, and suppressed Ji Ningshuang.
With a palm of his hand, how terrible the sky has fallen.
Ji Ningshuang looked dignified, but she wanted to escape, but the problem was that she had been imprisoned by Zhundi Wei and could not move at all.
Of course, at this instant, a crystal jade hand suddenly became apparent, I do n’t know where it came from, and it was taken from a distant era.
On the spot, the blood-haired old man patted and flew out and turned out to be eight hundred feet. The overbearing god's body burst open and was almost destroyed.
Ji Ningshuang was amazed. He didn't think of a small ancient star, but there was also a powerful monk, who must be a quasi-perfect emperor.
"Who is it, get out." The blood-haired old man was furious and disillusioned his body, such as a huge mountain, raging violent gas, large blood eyes of the wine tank, staring at the sky.
His roar was not answered, and he was a crystal jade hand, photographed across Hao Mi, gorgeous and holy.
This palm was even more overbearing. The old man who had been bullied and coerced in the last instant was beaten back to human form again.
Blood, pouring like rain, filled the sky, and stained the sky.
At this moment, the blood-skinned old man of the Dai nationality persuades him without thinking, and then he turns around and hesitates. Obviously, he is far from his opponent.
"Thank you for your help." Ji Ningshuang leaned down and gave a gift to the party, which was a great help for life.
But when I saw there, a woman in Tsing Yi appeared slowly and came slowly, with strange steps, as if stepping on the long river of time.
Her body is not lingering with fairy light, ordinary and ordinary, without any hint of monk breath, just like a mortal person.
Ji Ningshuang can see that she has returned to normality, with only two palms. She has killed the quasi-perfect emperor, and must be a supernatural power.
Besides, her face is called peerless, perfect and flawless, her eyes are clear, and everything in the world is dim.
The woman in Tsing Yi arrived, although it was near, but in the eyes of Ji Ningshuang, she was farther than dreams and longing was beyond reach.
"Heavenly condemnation." The woman in Tsing Yi opened her lips slightly, her expression indifferent, and her voice was very pleasant. Her eyes were quietly watching Ji Ningshuang's lower abdomen, and she could see the clue at a glance.
"Di Xuan." Ji Ningshuang also murmured, looking at the woman in Tsing Yi, her eyes fixed on the lines of her eyebrows, that is a line of emperors, representing the identity of a person.
"She ... the sister of Emperor Xianwu?" Ji Ningshuang looked gaunt, and she knew that the emperor pattern, the entire world of heaven and earth, carved the emperor pattern, can never find a second person.
Emperor Zun's younger sister, the legendary existence, is still alive, Ji Ningshuang's quiet state of mind, there are waves.
"Run, run again!" When the two women murmured, a curse came from the sky. The Qiang, who had fled earlier, came back with blood, and was beaten back.
Look at the person who hit him back, he is really an acquaintance, but the sixth general under the seat of Emperor Xianwu: the flowers fall.
The only one who dare to walk under the emperor's robbery ... is him.
Otherwise, he said that he was a general, very fierce, the Qiang blood-haired old man, a quasi-perfect emperor, he was strangled to death by him.