Chapter 1806: Shape photo

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It was a quiet night again, and the peaks of Qingying Mountain were peaceful.
Under the old tree, Chu Linger sat down gracefully, sitting gracefully, with a smile, showing the tenderness of her daughter's house.
Ye Chen, just one or two feet across, was holding an easel, holding a paintbrush, and drawing a stroke.
The flowers are full and the atmosphere is truly romantic and enviable.
However, when I went to see Ye Chen's painting, the so-called romance left only waves, and the painting was really fragrant.
The man Chu Ling is clearly wearing clothes, but he is painting naked, the whole is a ... physical portrait.
Besides, the painter is absolutely master-class, and depicts Chu Ling's white carcass to perfection, which is fascinating.
This mood, this pursuit, this realm, really no one.
It is worth mentioning that every time this item is painted, the small tent under the body is lifted up by one point, and it is said completely.
"Not good yet?" Chu Ling asked several times.
"Don't worry!" Ye Chen said, sketching again, then stepped back two steps, touching his chin to appreciate, "good."
"A painting lasted more than three hours, did you deliberately entertain me?" Chu Ling didn't believe, rubbing his neck and coming over.
When she saw the picture, she was thundered.
Is this her Yes, it is her, Chu Linger, naked, with a good figure, she should be raised and raised.
After a while, her cheeks turned red, I don't know if she was ashamed or angry, and you have been painting my naked body with emotions.
"That's right!" Ye Chen threw his paintbrush and shook his head smartly. After finishing the work, he still remembered to pinch his hair.
"Ye Chen." Chu Ling was furious, stomping straight.
Her scream was quite magnetic, and her decibels were so high that everyone in her sleep was upright.
Too many people probed and looked at Qingyu Peak with a strange expression.
These two couples were really disturbed, they didn't sleep in the middle of the night, they were shocked, and the disturbed grandma couldn't sleep.
The peak of Qingyu was lively. Ye Chen rolled up and ran ahead, and Chu Ling held on to the iron rod, and was anxious to stay behind.
Shame, too shame, knowing that he is shameless, did not expect such shamelessness, the funny thing is that she is still very cooperative.
"Or else, you draw me?" Ye Chen grinned.
"You have to shame." Chu Lingyang stick will hit.
"Stop." Ye Chen waved his hand, suddenly stopped, looked up at the starry sky, and looked at his own body again.
Not to mention, Chu Linger really stopped, and the raised iron rod was fixed in the air, watching the light on Ye Chen's body quietly.
Ye Chen's body ... In illusoryness, the psychic contract imprinted, and a mysterious force wrapped his body.
Obviously, Qingchuan is the host of the heavens ... Li Chuansheng, in the psychic Qingchuan, but the psychic contract is in Ye Chen's body.
"I'm leaving." Ye Chen smiled, gently stroked Chu Ling's cheek, and the wretched expression dissipated, full of tenderness.
"Pay attention to safety." Chu Ling was unhappy, and the previous shame disappeared because of Ye Chen's words.
"Wait for me." Ye Chen smiled and covered his face with a ghostly mask. He is a celebrity, but he doesn't want to be seen, causing unnecessary trouble, and reassuring with the mask.
"So much to watch, take it away!" Chu Ling glanced at her and stuffed her naked scroll ...
"Given it by your daughter-in-law, you have to keep it." Ye Chen grinned, took her into his arms, this ... but baby.
After that, his body became transparent, and then turned into a ray of light, inserted into the supper, disappeared instantly.
Chu Ling raised his head, waved his hand gently, and his heart was empty.
After experiencing life and death, I do not want to be separated again, even for months or even days, and do not want to search only in memory.
Bai Jue, Ming Jue, Qing Jue, and Zi Xuan also all came.
Before the three-day time limit had expired, Li Changsheng was in danger most of the time and had to resort to Qingchuan to help him.
"The heavens and the world are going to be lively." Ming Ju shouted.
No one can refute this sentence, but they agree with it.
Who is Ye Chen, a born living treasure, and also a born God of War, his existence confirms a truth: where to go.
Going back this time, because of his nature, it is only strange that there is no chaos in the world. If you do n’t do it, it ’s not Ye Chen.
Here, Ye Chen's consciousness drifted away, only to feel her body twisted.
He was in a mysterious passage, strange and strange, the flow of light reversed the time and subverted the space.
This was the first time he was psychic, and it was indeed fresh enough.
Psychicism is unconventional, ignoring the area and the area, but compared with the emperor's Taoism, it is still a big difference.
Soon, he was pulled out of the channel by a mysterious force.
Reappearance is a mountain, the peaks are soaring, the ancient trees stand tall, and occasionally you can hear the roar of monsters.
Ye Chen stood, gently raised his head and closed his eyes slightly. Ren Xinghui's moonlight was falling, only greedily sucking the breath between heaven and earth.
The feeling of a long absence, the breath of a long absence, and enjoyment.
He didn't need to ask, he knew that this was the heavens, and the breath of his hometown was still so kind and warm.
At this instant, even the hardest heart melted, excited to cry, all the hardships and pains, and finally came back.
"Who ... who!" Ye Chen uttered an outdated word in his enjoyment, and his voice was extremely doubtful.
The young man spoke, and Ye Chen was beside him.
He had purple hair in white, and looked very ordinary, not surprisingly, and not very tall in cultivation, just a quasi-sanity, or a junior.
That's right, he is Li Changsheng, the host of Qingchuan, and he is the one who applies psychic skills, and he is the one who psychics Ye Chen.
However, to his surprise, this was not his psychic beast, his contract spirit beast was a green magpie.
Also, who is this masked man from his psychic! All doubts turned into two words: aggressive.
"You are Li Changsheng." Ye Chen glanced sideways.
"Yes ... it's me." Li Changsheng nodded, his expression a little dazed, as if from Ye Chen, smelling a terrible breath.
"Where is this!" Ye Chen continued to confirm his identity.
"Red star." Li Changsheng replied, a little confused, your sister, who asked who?
"How far is it from Xuanhuang." Ye Chen asked again.
"for this I....."
"You two are amused! Fighting? Can you have a snack?" Li Changsheng was interrupted before he finished speaking.
Ye Chen saw the other side, and he was still stunned, a young man in a black robe, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, and an old man in a white robe.
All three eyes were blood-red, fierce and evil, holding swords, and raging, like three bandits licking blood.
Li Changsheng hurriedly clenched his sword, and his forehead was cold and sweaty.
Ye Chen raised her eyebrows and looked at the three people in the opposite direction with interest. They were all quasi-sanitary.
"Who the are you! Qingchuan?" Li Changsheng stared at the opposite side, spreading the voice of Ye Chen, "What's the matter."
"Baby stay, get out of here." Ye Chen didn't return to Li Changsheng. He said this to the opposite person, very sturdy.
"Hey!" The black-robed young man quit, stepped up to the sky, and said nothing more than Ling Tian, ​​a swordmang.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, just raised her hand at will, wiped out the swordmang, and even took the young man in the black robe and flew out.
This flight, I do not know how far to fly, just like a streamer, crashed more than a dozen mountains all the way before falling.
At this moment, the world was quiet, not only Li Changsheng on his side, but even the middle-aged and elderly people on the other side were shocked.
With one hand, I flew a quasi-sage. As long as my head didn't enter the water, I knew Ye Chen was not simple, and the weakest was a saint.
"You ... who are you?" The middle-aged man in the purple robe and the old man in the white robe shivered, watching Ye Chen back in horror.
Miscalculations, serious miscalculations, are an absolute repression. Whoever thought that Li Changsheng's psychic hanged so much.
Compared to them, Li Changsheng was excited. He thought of psychic Qingchuan, and the two-on-three lineup was the worst.
Look at this scene, the person in front of him is more than Qingchuan.
For a time, the uncle's waist was so straight that it was called straight, no matter who he Yechen was, this was Laozi's psychic.
While talking, Ye Chen had waved his hand, and the middle-aged and old man who were still regressing, kneeled on the spot, and the two characters were stuck on the ground.
"Answer my question, how far is it from the mysterious continent?" Ye Chen collected the treasure and continued the previous questioning.