Chapter 2099: Wonderful

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"It's really evil." Yang Ge snored and followed Ye Chen's footsteps. In his eyes, Ye Chen in front of him was no different from a monster, especially an evil one.
It was late at night to Wuxian Town.
Ye Chen ran straight to his own small garden, and Yang Ge followed him unhurriedly, shaking his head behind his back and shaking his head, all followed Ye Chen's doorstep. He didn't want to leave, and sometimes he coughed, as if reminding Ye Chen: Behind you, is there a living person?
Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and glanced at Yang Ge Lao more than once.
He didn't know until the moment he entered the house. It turned out that he forgot something, what did he forget? Forgot to pass on the secret of Yangge ’s Lao Qinggong, he said earlier, otherwise, how could this old man come here with him all the way, he has a bad memory, and the old man Yang has never forgotten.
"Frankly!" Ye Chen glanced blankly.
"Old thought, you will always think of it." Yang Ge said in earnest.
"Neutral is useless, wait."
Ye Chen went in, and after three minutes of Xiao Xiao, he saw an ancient scroll and was thrown out by it.
"Get the cheats and slip away."
"Success!"
Yang Ge old took it, he couldn't shut up with a smile, holding black mysterious iron in one hand, and holding the secret scroll in one hand. Tonight, there was a lot of happy events. He got the iron to build weapons, and got a peerless secret, Good fortune, tonight, doomed to sleep.
When he returned to the restaurant, he closed the door of the room tightly and put down the black black iron. Then he couldn't wait to open the secret scroll. The secret scroll was full of words. In addition, there are many insights from Ye Chen, which are also written in it.
"Wonderful, really wonderful."
Before the candlelight, Yang Ge's old-fashioned applause, even his martial art master who has cultivated for decades, can't help but admire. He has never seen such a mysterious cheat book, and explained the mystery of light work to the fullest. In a flash, there was a little epiphany.
In addition to surprise, he is not immune from flattery. Such a secret book can be called a martial arts treasure. Ye Chen tells the story. It is unambiguous. This is what treats him as his own family! Extremely honored.
After receiving excited thoughts, Lao Yang rolled out the door with a secret, came to the backyard, and tried step by step as written in the secret book.
However, his qualifications were mediocre, difficult to break too vague and upright, sweating all over, and not able to learn a little fur.
The more so, the more surprised he is. The cheats that he will learn at first will be good-quality goods, such as too false steps, which need to be accumulated over time to realize its true meaning.
This is true, since Ye Chen had learned this step too far, and it had been hundreds of years before and after that, he could truly break the mystery, let alone a mortal.
Blink, it's dawn.
In the backyard of the restaurant, Mr. Yang Ge is still immersed in the secrets.
And here, Ye Chen has arrived at the door of the restaurant and placed his head in an unhurried manner. Today, Yang Ge has not waited here to wait. He is not surprised. Lao Yang is a hidden martial art master, but he is also a martial artist. What a mysterious step is too virtual, no one can extricate themselves.
"Grandpa, give you something to eat." Yang Ge hasn't come, but Xiao Yang Fan has come, as always, holding a hot meat bun, smiling simple and honest, pure and innocent.
Ye Chen smiled and did not refuse.
The little guy was very sensible, and he waved his little hand, and ran to a private chat.
With a bun under his belly, Ye Chen posed a classic action again: holding his cheeks in his hands, boring, no one fortune-telling, then wait!
He didn't know when he glanced down and glanced at one side.
There were three or five figures in the bustling crowd, supporting each other, limping, each hair was disheveled, his clothes were shaggy, and his complexion was pale. It looked like he was not hurt lightly. At first glance, it seemed like deserting You can take a closer look and realize that you are not an ordinary person.
They were the martial arts masters and strangers who had previously visited the ancient tombs. They had gone to dozens of people, but only returned three or five to see their expressions. There was still fear. Obviously, in which old grave, After a lot of distress, it is a gift of God to be alive today.
The lively streets have become even more noisy due to their appearance.
Passers-by gave way to each other, gathered on both sides of the street, pointed to these people, cast a pair of strange eyes, covered with blood, wherever they went, they would attract the attention of the world.
The three or five people laughed at each other, deliberately covered their faces, supported each other, and entered the restaurant.
This visit to the tomb, not only caused heavy casualties, almost completely destroyed, do not know if you do not enter, startle and startle, it almost subverts the outlook on life.
What's even more ridiculous is that they didn't even find the main tomb. The self-deprecating laughter was proper. They were too self-conscious to think that if they knew some of the yin-yang elements, they would be invincible. Ancient tomb, can not afford to look up.
"Exciting." Ye Chen closed her eyes, not surprised, no expression at all. If she insisted on expressing her emotions, it was a little bit, it was these people who could still come out alive, it was a miracle.
It didn't take long for Yang Ge to grow up. He was cheerful and wanted to come and see those people.
"That cheat, it's okay." Ye Chen was not salty.
"Big and profound, extremely mysterious." Yang Ge said with a trembling tone.
Ye Chen smiled and didn't say a word. A martial arts book modified by monks and secrets is enough for Yang Ge to enjoy his whole life. It is said that there are only forty years left. Even if he lives another life, Lao Yang is embarrassed. It's in the world, realizing some fur, and despising the heroes.
This is the world, an immortal, who, when sealed as a mortal, is equally proud of the world.
Yang Ge went away again to realize that it was too vain. Before he left, he lingered.
On this day, no one came, except for Yang Ge, Ye Chen's day was ordinary.
Night fell on time.
Ye Chen unhurriedly packed his head, ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles, and returned to Xiaoyuan.
At the end of the month, his whole body shines, his inner strength is cultivated, and he goes to the next level. His skills today are quite behind him. Ordinary people want to catch up with him and practice for at least 100 years.
Three hours of meditation, he fell asleep in silence.
Yang Ge Lao was very busy. He repaired too much steps and returned with sweat. He took out the piece of black black iron and held a toy called a magnifying glass. He studied it all night. Once cast, the sacred iron of the weapon must be a peerless sacred soldier.
Unfortunately, the black black iron is too hard, and the ordinary flame cannot be melted at all. Even his saber was shaken in half, and he couldn't shake it, let alone remove the impurities in it.
Yang Ge was helpless, sitting on the bed with his arms folded, staring out the window, waiting impatiently for Tianming.
In his view, Ye Chen must have a way to melt black iron, and he seems to be omnipotent.
Anxiously waiting, the East finally showed a rosy glow.
Yang Ge Lao turned over and placed the black black iron, and then put it at the door of the restaurant, like a door god, a pair of old eyes looking at one side, full of hope.
The restaurant's shopkeeper and the shop's second child saw each of them scratching their heads. It's unknown. Because of these days, Yang Ge's behavior was too abnormal. He got up very early every day, and didn't eat any food. Then he ran to the door. Knowing, he It is a master of martial arts, I don't know, I thought he was a guard.
Under his watch, among the bustling crowd, Ye Chen appeared with a table and chairs.
"I'm here, I'm here." Da Lao Yuan, Yang Ge greeted him, even a hot cage, helped Ye Chen to set up the seat, and all the heads were properly placed.
"Hey, black black iron is hard or not." Ye Chen said as if nothing.
"Little friends know that there is a way to melt." Yang Ge old rubbed his hands.
"The descending iron of the sky, ordinary flame, is difficult to melt." Ye Chen sat down lazily. "If this kind of iron requires the power of heaven and earth, it can be melted, such as lightning."
"Thunder and lightning?" Yang Ge always listened to it, looking up subconsciously, first looked at the sky, then looked at Ye Chen again, and laughed, "Thunder and lightning is not a joke, don't break it."
"It can't be broken." Ye Chen was lazy.
"That relationship is good." Yang Ge smiled happily, sitting at the table, there must be a daily connection, today is no exception, it is considered a marriage, still thinking of his vigorous love.
Ye Chen did not sell Guanzi, knew everything.
It was another day in a hurry, and night always came quietly.
Tonight's Ye Chen is very emotional. He cooks in person, makes a few delicious dishes, drinks wine, and looks up at the starry sky.
Since being sealed as a mortal, his ability to evolve on a daily basis has also been constrained a lot. It is difficult to see whether anyone should pass the hurdle and whether someone is buried in distress. I do n’t know what is happening now. miss him.
A town of Xunxian, a completely foreign country, was here, and he could not help recalling the six reincarnations, lonely to go crazy, a little sense of existence, is commendable.
Soon, the clouds were thickened, the lightning flashed and thundered, and it poured heavy rain.
Ye Chenchen shook his head, carried the table, and returned to the room.
The heavy rain came quickly, and it also went fast. The breeze in the garden was very cool.
"You can be here, little friends." Ye Chenzheng was nostalgic in his homesickness. He suddenly called outside the garden and listened carefully.
In the middle of the night, Ye Chen didn't want to talk about it, but the old man was very conscious, the door didn't leave, and he jumped into the small garden.
Ye Chen turned black, turning black.
The moment he saw Lao Yang, the corner of his mouth twitched.
I do n’t blame him for this, because Yang Ge ’s appearance at the moment is really funny, standing in the shaky, ragged clothes, holding the black black iron, his face is black and white, the most domineering is his hair, It was all rolled up, and it was still smoking.
Such as his form, a quick look, it feels like touching the electric door, and carefully stunned, only to find out that this mother-in-law has been struck by lightning! Moreover, it was not light, and he was dying.
"Little friend, you can't do it that way!" Yang Ge grinned.
"Don't tell me, you're holding Xuan Tie to let the thunder strike." Ye Chen slowly walked down the stone steps.
"Otherwise fooling."
"This IQ is really touching."