Chapter 2032: Really follow me

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The king of the people was holding Ye Chen, hesitating all the way, without purpose and direction, the sound of the impact of the iron chain was still so crisp.
The two of them seemed like a starry sky, a beautiful scenery.
Anyone who sees it will have a meaningful touch of the chin. This is a high-end product. Everyone walks the dog. He's better, leading a person to bend in the starry sky.
The King of Kings had a skinless face, shook his head and shook his head, very uneasy.
This is also due to the fact that the emperor Chu Chujiu was under robbery and they did not know it. If he knew it, he would kill him with one kick and treat the emperor Chuchu as a dog. You are going to God!
Behind him, Ye Chen's steps were still stiff, without a cape, and no need to wear them anymore. Because of his disheveled long hair, he had covered his face, and did not know who he was before he came forward to recognize him.
He was really miserable in the illusion. He was forced to listen to the words of the spell and was forced to watch the picture, repeating it again and again and again.
He knew it was illusion, but what about it? In this environment, the memory was branded again and again, and it couldn't be erased. For a long time, even if it was not crazy, it would fall into a murky mood.
The madman of the king of kings seemed to want him to live in an illusion forever, everything, just to give him an answer.
This practice is extremely long, and there are too many monks gathering. When talking about the interesting things about the sky, he always talks about it: there is an old man in a cape who walks in the sky with a person, and his temper is still very bad Not small.
For this reason, many people even went to watch it and sighed.
This mother-in-law's time has changed. There are many people who are idle and have pain every year. This year, there are so many people.
Starry sky, the king did not stop, drinking a small wine, humming minor.
He may not know that he has become a clear stream of the heavens, and everyone has slipped to the super god. It is definitely a king who takes his bronze and swims in mountains and rivers.
Since the sixty-first year from Dachu, Ye Chen's hair has turned white.
In the sixty-third year, his nails were longer than his fingers; his beard had also crossed his chest, and was disheveled, comparable to his hair, like a hairy monster.
For the first time, the human king showed kindness and released Ye Chen from the illusion.
Out of the illusion, Ye Chen took a step forward, planted the starry sky in one head, and did not get up for a long time.
"If you kill Ye Fan, you can save your life, how will you choose?" Ren Wang smiled at Ye Chen, it was still a problem of that year.
"Choose your sister." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, and it was extremely vicissitudes.
For three years, he watched the picture all the time, and he listened to the magic words all the time.
In fact, there were two more voices in his mind, or two other people, one persuaded him to kill Ye Fan, and the other persuaded him to save Cangsheng, always opposing.
He knew that it was a demon, and he was always disturbing his mind. Even if it was interesting and secretive, he might be swallowed up.
"If you don't choose, then go back and stay for a few more days." Ren Wang stretched his waist and was plugged into the fantasy again by Ye Chen.
And he, Yu Jian, flew into the depths of the starry sky.
Really, as Emperor Ming said, neither he nor Emperor saw Ye Chen as a person. It was a trial of death, as if in their hearts, such evils as Ye Chen couldn't play.
Three days later, he stopped and fell on an ancient star.
Immediately, they heard the roar of the ancient star, and there was still a lot of movement.
A closer look reveals that the King of Kings is fighting with others, and that the other side is also a quasi-perfect emperor, but he can't lift his head.
The two quasi-empires fought, and the fluctuations were not small. The monks from the Quartet were attracted a lot. When they saw the king, they couldn't help but be shocked.
Hissing and babbling kept on, and they were all kings of people. They couldn't help giving thumbs up. This was really pissing. Holding one person, he didn't delay his fight, but also forced it fiercely.
Soon, the war was over, and the of the king of kings came out with Ye Chenhuang, holding a storage bag in his hands. Needless to say, it was his booty in this battle.
Besides, the quasi-perfect emperor had been slain, and the whole board was a whole word stuck on the ground. The world does not know why he was beaten.
"I wouldn't have to give it to me long ago, but I can't beat it, but to find excitement." The man Wang Pan sat on the flying sword, opened the storage bag, and grabbed a bronze mirror from the inside, which was a magic weapon.
This bronze mirror is extraordinary, um, to be more precise, the words engraved on the bronze mirror are extraordinary.
There are more than a dozen zijia tianzi, and it is these jiajia tianzi that have made this bronze mirror extraordinary.
"What good intentions I have!" Ren Wang said, took out Ye Chen's tripod, and engraved more than a dozen 遁甲 天字.
Ye Chen didn't know this. He was suffering in a fantasy, not only that demon's words and pictures, but also the voice of the devil, and the triple pressure that destroyed him.
The king of kings is on the road again, and the starry sky he created is very calm all the way. He didn't know what to worry about, so he asked someone to do something. Whenever the ancient star he went to, there was always great movement. Heaven, he has played.
This is really his good intentions. The stand is by no means a vain attempt. Every time he gains something, he finds a lot of 遁甲 天字.
Why don't you just say that he is capable? . Whoever has the 遁甲 天字, he is all clear, and he is looking for a child.
In the blink of an eye, it was sixty-seven years, and the king of kings was still alive and kicking, but the Ye Chen he was holding was extremely miserable, and the overbearing sacred body had now lost his bones.
Once again, the King of the People released Ye Chen, asking the same question that year, "Ye Fan and Cang Sheng, how do you choose?"
"Choose, you, sister." Ye Chen's sloppy word was a domineering side leak, spraying the spitting star on the face of the king, those bloodshot eyes, looking extremely sultry.
"Your is really with me." If Wang Wang wiped his face casually, he filled Ye Chen with a fantasy.
"You're full!" Waiting for Wang to hit the road again, a loud cursing sounded, passed down from the king's long sleeve.
It was a female voice. Listen carefully. The voice of Dong Huang Taixin has been restored, and he is heard by the great magical power, and the great magical power. He can see the picture here.
"Relax, the old man has a sense of proportion." Ren Wang smiled back.
"If he is in trouble, the old lady kicked you to death." Dong Huang Taixin scolded again, standing in front of the magical sky curtain, Mei Yan's eyes were burning, and the picture on the side of the king, she could see clearly.
"The chest is big and brainless, and that's you." After saying a few words, Ren Wang hurriedly isolated and looked around, turning without a shadow.
It doesn't matter what he said, Dong Huang exploded too much on the spot. If he knew where the king was, he would kill him in the past.
Compared with her, Tian Lao and Di Lao are much more calm. With a constant moustache, they sometimes glance at the two jade of Donghuang Taixin. Feng, indeed, the two gimmicks are really no small.
Donghuang didn't speak too much, and the thief slaps one by one loud.
Tian Lao Di Lao is also a difficult brother, and flew out of Tian Xuan Men together.
Here, the king of kings passed another starry sky and sat on the flying sword, constantly pointing fingers at the calculations, muttering, and trembling.
In this way, three years have passed, and the seventieth year has passed since he left his hometown.
This decade, Ye Chen has formed a number of corpses, such as an old monster. Every time he is taken to the ancient city by the king, he will scare the little baby into tears, and blame him. Ye Chen looks too scary at this moment.
The monk in the sky, Ye Ye, that's a mercy! After being dragged for a full ten years, being a good person, I was born into a monster. It is better to live in such a humiliating way than to commit suicide.
It was another peaceful night, and the king of the people led Ye Chen to a mortal ancient star, entered the ancient city, and rented a small garden.
At the end of ten years, he released Ye Chen for the third time.
At the same time, he gently brushed his hands, and the two spells imprinted on Ye Chen Shenhai were erased by him and returned to Ye Chen's quietness.
After doing this, he found a lounge chair and lay down comfortably.
On the ground, Ye Chen, who had returned to his heart, was half-knelt there, panting heavily, his long hair covering his face, and he could only see his bloodshot eyes through his hair. , Eyes sunken, eyeballs stunned.
Twenty years later, he was devastated for twenty years. For the first time, there was no picture in front of his eyes. For the first time, there was no mantra in his mind.
Of course, he still couldn't give an answer, and he was trapped for hundreds of years, thousands of years, and even tens of thousands of years. He was the same, and six reincarnations came in. His tenacity was tougher than black iron.
For a long time, the small garden was quiet, and the king shook the reclining chair gently, cozy, and Ye Chen was silent.
"This time, why don't you ask me." Ye Chenying got up and broke the silence, staring at the king without squinting. As his words fell, his long hair and nails returned to normal. The state of man, which dried up ancient sacred body, is full of majestic divine power, restored the former style, rolling golden blood, wantonly raging
"I won't say if you ask, why not ask for yourself." Ren Wangyou said, from the beginning to the end, he didn't open his eyes, but the more he did, the more he doubted Ye Chen. After 20 years of refining, he didn't Asked, how boring is King?
"Did you figure out anything?" Ye Chen stared at Ren Wang.
"The old man has calculated more, but the secret is leakable." Ren Wang laughed. "Just as the old man asked you a question, you can't answer it, I can't answer it, too, understand?"
"Twenty years of refining your heart, is this the result?" Ye Chen frowned.
"Twenty years have not yielded an answer, it does not mean that there is no answer. The practice of refining the heart should be Nirvana, but not in the present, in his years." Ren Wang Dandao said, "One person has a difficult choice, too many too. There are many helpless things, and there are countless things. When you really stand at that height, you will find that the so-called right and wrong are ridiculous falsehoods. When you are really helpless, you will also understand that it is not that you do not choose It's you ... no choice. "