Chapter 1457: Meaning

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Suddenly, Hongchen Xuejiao's body fluttered, her blurred eyes suddenly filled with the light of crickets, the painful hissing sounded immediately, and the sea of ​​spirits buzzed. She stepped and almost fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Xiao Jiuxian stepped forward, first glanced at the red dust and snow, and then stared at Ye Chen, "What did you bear boy do to her, why did she become so shaped?"
"Don't worry, it won't hurt her." Ye Chen found a comfort, and then scooped out the jug.
"If she has something, you look good." Xiao Jiuxian threatened and looked at Hongchen Xue again.
Ye Chen smiled and did not respond, sitting on one side, drinking leisurely, waiting for her to return.
Hongchen Xuejiao's body was still trembling. With the immortal's incorporation, a story sealed by dust slowly eased the seal. It was a memory full of sores, and there was a lot of sore feelings.
She remembered, remembered Qian Chen's past, recalled Dachu's hometown, and also recalled her own name. Her name was Zhong Xiao, also known as Hong Chen Xue, who was the lord of Huang Ren and a disciple of Hong Chen.
I do not know when I saw her no longer trembling, eyes full of tears, Ye Chen.
Even though he was wearing a mask, she could recognize who it was, only with those deep eyes, Ye Chen, the ancient and holy body of the majestic world, and the commander-in-chief of Da Chu who swallowed up all the wasteland.
"Welcome to return." Ye Chen smiled, took off the ghost mask, exposed the same face as Hong Chen, also engraved with vicissitudes, and also traces of time.
"How can this be." Hongchen Xue cried, and her crystal clear tears struck her beautiful cheeks.
"If you don't explain more, you can digest it by yourself." Ye Chen sacrificed his knowledge and rolled the answer.
The ray of consciousness flew into her sea of ​​God, turned into a picture, and many words, she understood, saw through, it was reincarnation, but everything was so unreal.
Suddenly, she stepped forward and hugged Ye Chen, and his tears wet his chest.
The past and present life are like fantasy dreams. For two hundred years, the last memory is the wall of Nanchu:
The dark sky, the land, she turned into snow of red dust, stained the mountains and rivers, with sorrow, pain, and sadness all over the world, and stepped into the next cycle.
In the end, he did not disappoint Wan Wan Cang Sheng, slaughtered the emperor, asked for the blood debt for the heroic soul of the war, and left an immortal myth to the hometown of Da Chu, which was stained with freshness.
In the elegant room, she fell into silence, some of her choking sounds and beautiful tears.
On one side, Xiao Jiuxian's open mouth has not been closed for a long time. This is what happened again, but I still hold it? How about crying? I leave it here, is it a bit redundant?
Looking at Ye Chen again, the corners of his mouth had been overflowing with blood, and the bones in his body had cracked and cracked one by one. The red dust and snow were too powerful, and the old waist was broken by his sloppy inch.
But he knew that Hongchen Xue didn't hold him, but her master. Even after the past and present, she still loved Hongchen, and Hongchen's snow just danced for him.
"I said, you will treat me as a red duster," Ye Chen coughed.
"You get me." Hongchen Xue finally let go, and she didn't forget to kick her, but when it comes to Hongchen, she dragged Ye Chen back again, full of hope.
"In the world, there is still Red Dust." Ye Chen said, and he stooped and coughed.
"When ... seriously?" Hong Chenxue thought it was dreamy, still clutching Ye Chen's collar, and the tears at the corners of her eyes were not yet dry, and her eyes were filled with tears, and she cried.
"I have no time to make fun with you." Ye Chen broke away from the red hand of Yuchen Xue, sitting on the ground with one buttock, still coughing up blood, "Your mother-in-law has gone looking for him, I don't know if I have found it."
"Sister-in-law? Chu Lingyu?" Hongchen Xue froze and looked at Ye Chen tentatively.
"Sword God's apprentice, so many people belong to her long face." Ye Chen replied.
"Mother-in-law is actually a disciple of the sword god, I went to look for them." Hongchen Xue said, then turned, but took two steps, stopped again, smiled lonely, "I should be superfluous."
"Otherwise you don't have to look for Hongchen, it's with me." Ye Chen said with a profound expression. "The two of us are exactly the same, and there is no difference. The most important thing is that my kung fu thief is good in my bed."
"I'm off, do you dare to get on?" Hongchen Xue glanced hard at Ye Chen's nagging.
"No ... I don't dare." Ye Chen coughed, feeling only that some part of the body was chilly, and he would be taken away and stewed if he didn't notice any day.
"What's the matter with you?" A little misty little Jiuxian looked at Hongchen Xue and Ye Chen in a circle, "What kind of master, what kind of Chu Lingyu, I also emerged a sword apprentice."
It doesn't matter if she doesn't speak, this interjection, Hongchenxue's subconscious eyes looked at her up and down, and then she looked at Ye Chen, "Is Xiaoxian Xian ... Xi Yan?"
"I hope so, too." Ye Chen shook his head helplessly. "Unfortunately, she is not."
"No?" Hong Chenxue frowned slightly, couldn't help but went to see Xiao Jiuxian again, and murmured, "There are such people in this world, no matter their looks or talents."
"What the are you talking about! Who is Xi Yan?" Xiao Jiuxian listened a little madly, staring at Ye Chen with big eyes, but Ye Chen was silent and did not give a response.
"Xi Yan is his apprentice, you look exactly like her." Seeing Ye Chen silent, Hongchen Xue whispered, "Her talent is not under you, even higher than you."
"His apprentice?" Xiao Jiuxian raised his eyebrows, but he was a little unconvinced. "I don't believe that there are people who have more talent than me in this era, and compare with her in the future."
With a smile, Hongchen Xue didn't say any more, but looked at Ye Chen silently. As a big Chu man, how could he not know Ye Chen's disciples, and how could he not know the intergenerational affection between his teachers and students?
She faintly remembers that more than 200 years ago, Ye Chen was carrying a tiger baby, Ji Ningshuang was carrying Xi Yan in the Tianmo army, and forced a demon to bury her apprentice.
The past is too long, but the memory is extremely clear.
Ye Chen also silently, holding a pot of wine and drinking, his face became blurred and vicissitudes. A beautiful, sad and ancient saying still lingers in his ears: Ye Chen, I will wait for you in the next life.
Yajian is silent again, Ye Chen quietly drinks without talking, and Hong Chenxue is silent in her longing.
The most jealous is Xiao Jiuxian, scratching his head, smashing Ye Chen, and looking at Hongchen Xue, I don't know what secrets the two people are hiding. It is worth noting that they must have a story.
When Xiao Jiuxian fainted, Ye Chen had a pot of wine, and he smiled first, then slowly walked to the window, and sent a message to the bald old man and the youth with purple hair, "You two, come up."
Below, the young man with purple hair and the old man with bald hair who drank right and ate vigorously stared at each other. They looked at each other first, and then they turned around and looked at this elegant room.
When they saw Ye Chen, the two met each other, as if they recognized that it was the elegant room of the Danzun Temple. Because they were the elegant room of the Danzun Temple, the two were surprised, but they did not know that Yechen was in that elegant room.
As the Danzun Hall, they didn't dare to neglect, neither stopped drinking or eating, patted their and left the seat, and Biandianer ran up, for fear of causing Ye Chen to be unhappy.
"They, you should have seen it." Ye Chen smiled at Hong Chenxue when they saw them.
"I've seen it." Hongchen Xue laughed. "The young man with purple hair is my disciple who is yellow and yellow. The bald old man should be a member of the royal family of Dachu. He has been to Huanglingshan."
"I don't know what the two of you are talking about." Xiao Jiuxian skimmed his mouth, especially glancing at Ye Chen. This is the kid who sacrificed Xianguang and made Baguio strange.
"He will always know." Hongchen Xue chuckled, turned and walked out of the room, and the purple-haired young man and the bald old man just arrived at the door without saying a word, so she was dragged in.
The black and white old men guarding the doorway looked a little dazed. Their goddess Dan Zun was somewhat different today. It was very cold on weekdays. I have never seen her so enthusiastic.
Compared to them, Zifa Youth and Bald Old Man are even more confused and feel very unreal. You must know that they are the goddess of Dan Zun Temple. What is their identity.
Moreover, the two goods were still blindfolded at this moment.
Ye Chen didn't speak at all, and they were two immortals, which fell into the eyebrows of the two.
The next picture is like Red Dust and Snow. The two goods squatted down on the ground holding their heads. The painful growling and heartbreaking pain had disastrous their minds.
"What the hell!" Xiao Jiuxian muttered, glanced at Ye Chen, and consciously moved to the side, for fear that Ye Chen would give her a fairy light, too weird.
"Wait!" Ye Chen ignored Xiao Jiuxian's strange look and drew out the jug again.
"You have been bitter alone these years!" Hongchen Xue stood beside him.
"It's good to know." Ye Chen handed over a storage bag. "Your Master has your sister-in-law to look for it. Don't be idle. When they are unsealed, they will go looking for each other."
"Unfortunately, Master is absent, otherwise it will save a lot of trouble." Hongchen Xue took the storage bag. "It's been a hundred years and I have no news. If he is there, things will be much easier."
"Danzun is in Dachu." Ye Chen couldn't help but heard a sound, and the last time he dreamed back to Dachu, he not only saw the Emperor of Dachu and the sword at Tianxuanmen, but also saw Danzun.
"No wonder you are acting so low-key." Hongchenxue said leisurely, "If the Emperor Chu is all in the heavens and the world, if those who are not self-proclaimed are Kunlun Xu, we can use their power to find people, but even Master The sword is not there either, but to find it by himself. "
"Always will come back." Ye Chen smirked and stepped in front of the elegant room window, her eyes slightly looking at the central cloud platform below, staring at a thing in the old man's hand.
It was a small tripod, old and vicissitudes, simple and natural, and there was nothing strange to see.
He also has such a small tripod, and there are several of them, exactly the same as those of the old man with a crane, and it is worthy of confirmation that they are all Moyuan's small tripod, which contains pure magic blood.
"Why, do you like that little tripod?" Seeing Ye Chen so excited, Hongchen Xue and Xiaojiuxian came together, overlooking from a height, staring at the little tripod in the hands of the old man of Hefa.
"Destined to get it." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, because that little tripod was too extraordinary.
[Author's off topic]: Today is the birthday of a book friend. His name is Chen Yu. I wish him a happy birthday and wish him good health every year.