Chapter 2936: wake

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When Ye Chen settled down, stepped on a black hole, and then went to see the opposite, Wu Xianjian had disappeared.
who is it?
He frowned. He couldn't think of this era. Who has such invincible combat power and can shake him back. If it weren't for the man in the dark, Xi Xianjian would die today. Unfortunately, all his mind was staring at Xi Xianjian. Ignoring the uncertain factors hidden in the darkness suddenly, if he was prepared, it would be so easy to rescue the Wuxian Sword.
who is it?
He walked with the sword in his eyes, blood-red eyes, cold eyes, peeping into the darkness of the four sides, not letting go of an inch, to find the clue, the people in the dark can shake him back, by no means talk about it It ’s simple, it ’s not good, it ’s really a demon emperor, and Evil emperor may be. He looked down at the black hole in space, coexistence of chance and good fortune, and actually hid this level of the world ’s strong man. He was caught off guard because he did n’t expect it. A great opportunity to kill Ji Xianjian, wasted.
In the dark, he went deeper and farther.
Outside, Tianzun remains have been closed.
The sky is dark and hazy, and the meaning of sadness is quite strong. Too many races, forces, sects, and inheritances have hung white silk to sacrifice the burial of the younger generation.
Hengyue's Jade Girl Peak is no exception.
Under the moon, white silk was flying, full of sadness.
In the small bamboo forest, a small grave has been built with a tombstone engraved with the name of Yang Lan. A musk is burning in front of the tombstone, and there are flowers and flowers.
Ji Ningshuang, they have all gone to worship.
At this moment, they were sitting under the old tree, and said nothing.
Yaochi, like a statue, was motionless.
Nan Mingyu rinsed them, all flashing tears and traces of the ruins. They did not know until later, until Ji Ningshuang returned, and she did not know the bad news until she took the two children home. Ye Ling was controlled by Xi Xianjian and killed Yang. Lan and Ye Fan became crazy because of this distress, and they became fragmented.
Xiaoye Ling and Ye Fan were also lying, one on the other, lying quietly on the clouds, still asleep, all with white hair, unseasoned tears in the corners of their eyes, and uneasy grief on their faces.
Ji Ningshuang raised his hands several times, but did not dare to unlock their seals. I wonder if the two children would wake up, how to face them, and whether they would become enemies.
The daughters also pouted. For many years, for the first time, they lost their backbone. I expected Ye Chen to return. As a father and husband, I expected him to resolve this grievance.
However, after waiting for a long time, Ye Chen did not return. It was still in the black hole, and he went crazy looking for Xianxian Sword without destroying it completely.
"Fucking fairy sword."
On the mountain opposite, Long Yi's words were quite cold, and he was angry and gritted his teeth. The expressions of Dragon Lord and Dragon Five did not necessarily look good. It was Ye Chen ’s family, and the past life was miserable. This life is also the same. One generation has continued to the next generation.
"What a good kid."
The older generation of Yang Dingtian murmured to himself, a lot of old one night, whether Ye Fan, Ye Ling or Yang Lan, they all grew up watching, and now one person died, two people are sad, this is a good family Overwhelmed by sorrow, looking at the real pain, the white-haired person sent the black-haired person, that state of mind can be imagined.
There are many people walking up and down the Jade Peak, including Xie Yun, Situ Nan, and Xiong Er, who have tried to go to the Jade Peak several times, but they have stopped walking. Now, it is better not to disturb. Hengyue Clan also has the same kind of The tacit understanding, in the next few days, the Jade Girl Summit will become the forbidden area of ​​Hengyue. No one will go up, and no one will disturb.
Hey!
The supreme quasi emperor wailed, annoyed like a king, already lying on the bed, his face pale, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his expression of pain, only forcibly deducting Xun Xianjian, and suffered a terrible backstab. The God of Creation has been seriously wounded.
boom! Rumble!
The bang of the Cangyu never ceased.
Elders know, from black holes.
Still Ye Chen, like a crazy man who looks like a god-like man, has crossed the boundless darkness, has smelled the breath of the evil spirits and evil spirits, and hasn't stopped. His mind is to find the fairy sword and the mysterious person.
However, the black hole was too large and boundless. He searched for nine days without seeing any trace.
On the tenth day, he made a black hole.
On a quiet night, he landed on Yunv Peak.
Seeing that, all the girls got up, their eyes and eyes were red, these days, should not cry less.
Ye Chen was silent and scary. Standing in front of the clouds, he looked at his son Ye Fan silently, and also looked at his daughter Ye Ling. The pain in his heart kept him asleep, or he awakened him.
After all, he still raised his hand, collected Ye Ling, and awakened Ye Fan first.
Ye Fan woke up and was stunned for a moment before sitting up slowly.
"Laner is in the bamboo forest."
Ji Ningshuang whispered, full of mother's tenderness.
"Xie Niang, Xie father."
Ye Fan smiled exhausted and tired, and went into the bamboo forest alone, with a small back, and his expression ended, like a person who lost his energy.
Behind him, no one followed.
In the bamboo forest, Wuxi cried loudly.
Everything seemed so peaceful.
In front of Yang Lan's tombstone, Ye Fan took a page of yellow paper and put it in a brazier. The tears couldn't stop, and in the dimness, he could see the shadow and smile at him. It was Yang. Lan, it was his wife, who blocked the lore for him.
Ye Chen sat under the old tree, carved a knife in one hand, and carved a wood carving in the other. Although he didn't go to see it, he knew the scene inside.
Ye Fan's state of mind, he knows best.
In the past, when Chu Xuan died, when Ji Ningshuang died, he also had heartbreaking pain, but they were luckier than Yang Lan. Da Chu had reincarnation and could be born again, but that little girl really died when she died. .
For three days, Ye Fan was not seen.
All the girls are there, no one enters, and no one calls. It always hurts him. In the past, he was as strong as Ye Chen, all with white hair in his sleep, let alone Ye Fan. This pain will last for a long time. long time.
Two days later, Ye Chen lifted Ye Ling's ban.
The little girl cried with tears in her eyes.
"Silly boy, don't blame you."
The words of the daughters were still so gentle, not comforting, because they really didn't blame her, they blame the fairy sword, and the real murderer was it.
Under the moon, Ye Ling also entered the small bamboo forest.
When he was far away, he saw Ye Fan, his mouth full of stubble and decadent, sitting quietly, guarding the tomb and his wife.
Ye Ling trembled, and tears were like rain.
This is Ye Fan in her memory. For many years, she was the first time to see Ye Fan so embarrassed.
"Ye Fan, I'm sorry."
Ye Ling choked and stared down. Sorry, the humble one can no longer humble.
"Sister, it's not your fault not to say stupid things."
Ye Fan's smile was still so far-fetched, pale and weak, took the handkerchief, and gently wiped Ye Ling's tears. Although he was hurt, he was not overwhelmed by hatred. He had a debtor and a master. Not Ye Ling, his sister, but also the victim.
Ye Ling cried even more, and she couldn't wipe her tears. She would rather Ye Fan give her a slap and stab her, even if it killed her, she would have no regrets.
In front of the tombstone, there was another figure, and Ye Ling also picked up the yellow paper and placed it page by page in the brazier.
She was kneeling, kneeling and repenting.
At that scene, they were very distressed to see Xiyan. The scars were not terrible. What was terrible was guilt. It would become a nightmare. Ye Ling was entangled in eternal life.
When I was distressed, there was a little peace of mind.
Ye Fan of their family is still sensible. Imagine the picture of two children facing each other in the imagination. If so, it really hurts.
Here, Ye Chen has gone to Yunv Peak alone.
Later, there were Chaos Ding, Chaos Fire and Chaos Thunder. Knowing the grief of the owner, all three did not make trouble, but shivered slightly, as if crying, for the sorrow of Xiao Yang Lan's death.
Ye Chen settled, and under the brush of his hand, a broken sword was taken out, and there were quite a few small fragments, all of which were cut off from the sword body of Xianxian Sword.
Now, he wants to refine it and find the Xianxian Sword, so he can use it to resolve his hatred. He will turn the remains of the Xianxian Sword into the chaotic nourishment, and never restore the Xianxian Sword for life.
"The Eucharist is the destructor of the fairy sword."
Through the magical sky and water curtains, all quasi-perfect emperors can see the Jade Girl Peak, and they can also see the broken sword and many small fragments. Ye Chen, a desolate ancient body, is really strong! Wu Xianjian can be cut off, and there are so many small fragments.
It is not difficult to imagine how bad the Xianxian sword at this moment is, it has become a broken sword, and it is full of gaps. This time the injury is probably more severe than any previous time. The injury is short. It is difficult in a short time. Recovered.
In Yunfeng, Ye Chen has sacrificed chaos thunder and chaos fire, including broken swords and small fragments. In thunder and fire, he blessed the source of the Eucharist, which is the source of the Eucharist to defeat the immortal sword.
Hum! Hum! Hum!
The chaos is buzzing, neither anger nor excitement. Once it is refined, it will swallow without hesitation and melt it into its own nourishment.
By that time, Xianxian Jian wants to recover again, fearing that he will have to wait for his next life.
This practice is the 9th.
For the past nine days, Ye Chen never closed her hands. Her eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and her eyes were sunken a lot.
Of course, there is no sign of refining the broken sword and small fragments. He can cut off the Xianxian sword, but he cannot refine it. Maybe it ’s not enough, or maybe the Xianxian sword is too high. For nine days, It's all useless work.
However, he never stopped, since he reached the peak of the Jade Girl, he did not intend to continue unless he refined it.
Xiao Zhulin, Ye Fan and Ye Ling are all asleep. An elder sister, a younger brother, are standing side by side, embracing each other, holding yellow paper in their hands. I do n’t know if it was too deep, guilty too, or too Tired, I slept peacefully, tears falling from the corners of my eyes.
On the tenth day, the turmoil sword madness and Tianxuan Yang Xuan came. Together, they also had Dugu Sword Master. They should have passed the robbery. When they heard that Yang Lan was dead, they ran to worship.
That little girl, the daughter of her old friend, talked about Lao Yang, and she sighed.
After them, some people from Hengyue also came up, afraid of disturbing Jade Girl Peak, and only Yang Dingtian, Xie Yun and Shao Yu came up, representing the three generations of Hengyuezong.
After that, the sons of the earth came together in three rows, facing the tombstone of Yang Lan, and paid a tribute to the tombstone of the Celestial Master. They were luckier than Yang Lan, at least at this moment.