Chapter 1566: Please drink

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Seeing the yak's high war intentions, Ye Chen didn't say anything, just smiled slightly.
He still knew the yak's combat power, and was on par with the emperor Jiuxian of the same rank. However, if he was to the west, he would most likely lose.
In a nutshell, a ray of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was black and mixed with lightning.
The yak frowned again, his eyes narrowed, lingering around the gods, and staring at Ye Chen's Yuanshen, "Lao Qi, what kind of exercises are you practicing, this counterattack is so overbearing."
"Years of rickets are no big deal." Ye Chen smiled comfortably, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and did not intend to explain the reason to the yak. ​​The sword gods were helpless, let alone yak.
"I can't understand you more and more." The yak gave a deep sound, his eyes flashing with deep meaning.
Ye Chen smiled, and just drunk his head to drink, Zhou Tian's evolutionary counterattack was indeed overbearing.
He has not yet found any kind of power that can withstand its invasion. It can be counted as fate but not fate, and it will end up paying a painful price.
At night, it gradually deepened, and the figures of the small wine shops gradually became scarce. There were also three or two drunks who were addicted to alcohol, hiding in the corner, drinking drunken, drunken eyes, and drinking wine one by one.
"Have you heard? The Thunder War Body has destroyed a demon king of the demon tribe." Ye Chen, who had thought of leaving, heard these words outside the door, and consciously sat back in place.
Soon, three people stepped into this small wine restaurant, an old man, a bald man, and the third one was normal, but a handsome boy.
Whether it is a handsome young man, a bald man or an old man, they are all authentic old guys. They are built at the quasi-sage level, and their ages are similar. They are almost Chitose.
The three of them came from afar. They were all dusty servants. As soon as the forefoot sat down, the bald man opened his mouth and said, "Lao Tzu really looks, and the demon King Zhunsheng was torn."
"I do n’t know, the thunderous body came out." Qingxiu shouted, "These days, the demon tribe is trying to catch him, but the blood, the bounty on the wanted order, can be enough to build a The monk army, so many people, did not catch him. "
"Xuanhuang is really a talented person." The old man stunned, and also kept his tongue out. "The former is the ancient holy body, and then the thunderous body, all fierce!"
"The battle body and the Eucharist are still a little too late." The bald man slammed a bowl of spirits.
"When it comes to doing things, you must serve the ancient sacred body. That is the ruthless role. From the Xuanhuang Xinghai to the Yaochi event, from the Yaochi event to the Donghuang ancient city, from the Donghuang ancient city to the ancient ruins, from the ancient ruins to the southern wilderness. Along the way, there was a lot of excitement, and the movement was bigger than once. The arrogant man who died in his hands couldn't talk about it. It had to talk about group. "
"Donghuang, Zhongzhou, Nanyu, Xuanhuang five domains, he made three troubles, blasted the sky."
"Unfortunately, no matter how strong the Saint ’s body is, it will not escape the Wanted." The Qingxiu boy shook his head helplessly. "Such a worldly demon, buried in the earth, makes people sigh."
"Visually, the Thunder War Body will follow in the footsteps of the Eucharist. There is no powerful force behind it to support it. The strength of one person is how it can be defeated by the great clans. The Eucharist is a example."
"Who said no? I'll wait ....." The old man, who hadn't finished speaking, settled down, and appeared at their wine table just because of a ghostly shadow. Come on, no need to say It was Ye Chen, wearing a black robe and wearing a ghost mask, very mysterious.
"Who are you!" The Qingxiu boy and the bald man also stared at each other, scanning Ye Chen up and down, and their friends were talking about Huan. Your aunt screamed out and scared Lao Tzu.
"Three friends of the Tao, I invited." Ye Chen smiled slightly, very generously.
"This ... what a pity?" Someone asked for a drink, and the three of them smiled instantly.
"I only heard the three talk about the Thunder Warfare, and I also like to hear gossip." Ye Chen also sat down and looked at the three with a smile. "I don't know where the warfare is at the moment, I also want to see."
"The last time was outside the city of Fodu, where it was, and beheaded a quasi-sacred king of the demon tribe." The bald man said, taking people short and eating softly, he was very dedicated.
"Outside the Buddha crossing the city." Ye Chen murmured, and a map appeared in his mind. On it was the Buddha crossing city, which was also the pure land of the Buddhist gate. It was far away from this city, at least eight million miles.
"The demon tribe is really irritated this time." The Qingxiu boy took a sip of wine and took the conversation. "A wanted order was issued to call the Quartet to hunt down the fighting body. The battle was huge."
"The younger generation is proud, such as the Phoenix God, the Protoss, the Demon, and the Gods of Death and Fairy. They also want to use the war as a training object and fight for each other. Each threatened that they must step on the battle. Blood and bones, emperor and morality compete. "
"If you say that the battle body is really hanging, the monsters and the gods of various races are so large, he didn't catch him." The old man also said a word, and his mouth kept booing.
"God is haunted, and has a fight with that holy body." The bald man drank with a thick red neck.
The rise of the three of you, my words, as a listener, Ye Chen sat quietly.
Obviously, his brows were frowning. The hotter the three sprayed, the deeper and deeper his brows. Xiao Chen's situation was not optimistic. The problem was that he didn't know where Xiao Chen was at the moment.
A breeze blew, and he got up, coming fast, and going fast, a snoring sound.
Seeing this, the three bald men sighed, "Your, you paid for the wine!"
Ye Chen stepped out of the restaurant and did not answer. Only one storage bag flew back to the small restaurant.
At this moment, the three were at ease, each with their sleeves open and drinking with their belly open, and they chatted very well.
I don't know what expression they would look like if they were asked to eat the Eucharist.
On the street, Ye Chen and Yak walked side by side.
Although it is late at night, there are many people on the street, mostly tea stalls on the street, and the discussions are one after the other. The discussion is about the Thunder War body, and occasionally it will be the ancient body.
"Dare to rectify our old eighth, do it, you must do it." The yak's hot ox temper came up again, cursing all the way, both Ye Chen's brother and naturally his brother.
"I don't know where he is, it's a bit tricky!" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, and then went to Fodu City again, Xiao Chen must have been away. He needs more accurate information to leave.
"Let's go to Lingshan first. If it's not safe, he'll go for fun." The yak stroked his chin.
"You and I have a piece together. Let's go to Lingshan first." Ye Chen smiled and went straight to the teleportation array.
"Everything is here, go to the forbidden area and forget the river." The yak stepped forward and grabbed him. "Lingshan is three days later, and there is enough time, listen to me, surely."
Ye Chen was helpless, letting the yak pull, flew out of the ancient city of Wangchuan, and went straight to the Ximo restricted area.
The night sky is deep, the broken stars are like dust, and the western desert land is solemn and peaceful, accompanied by tranquility and tranquility.
It was night. The forgotten stream was peaceful, with mysterious powers intertwined, transformed into ancient visions. It was extraordinary to see Phoenix Dance for nine days, and also to look at the dragons circling.
Xinghui's moonlight dipped, covering it with a dazzling coat, adding an inexplicable mystery, but that moonlight could not conceal its ancient, and Xinghui could not cover its vicissitudes.
Outside Wangchuan, there are many people standing and others wandering far away, looking out at the sea.
These people are not native to Ximo, but are outsiders who want to go to Lingshan to listen to Lord Shakyam . Once they are in Ximo, how can they not come to forget the Sichuan Forbidden Zone and look at it, it is also curious.
"Forget the river in the forbidden area, it is well-deserved." Someone was emotional, but did not dare to step forward, just watching from afar, the dreamlike sea was quite unreal and full of mystery.
"With so many gorgeous pictures, Wang Chuan is not as scary as the legend says."
"It's light, and it's better to go in and have a look." Someone sneered. "It can stand shoulder to shoulder with Donghuang Purgatory, Nanyu Mingtu, Beiyue Huangquan, and Zhongzhou Tianxu."
"A few days ago, the ancient holy body, buried in the earth, is an excellent proof."
In a word, the people at the scene could not help shivering about the Southern Region. They had heard of it. In addition to the Eucharist, there was also a saint and two saints. Their death was very miserable.
Because of the tragic situation, the nine quasi-perfect emperors such as Jinwu and Kun Peng were deterred. Rao was the one who was all jeopardized, not to mention low-repairing people who stepped into the restricted area arbitrarily.
The world has reason to believe that forgetting the river shoulder to shoulder is bound to be terrible.
There are still many people coming to the sky, and they stop at a distance, dare not approach, but just look at it from a distance.
When Renchuan was lively outside, Wangchuan was quiet, the water was calm, there was no wave, and I looked carefully, and I saw that there was someone deep in Wangchuan, like a dream, like a dream.
That was a woman, sitting still, holding her knees, the breeze was indifferent, and a flick of her hair throbbed her hair, a slap of light on her cheek.
This woman, needless to say, is Ji Ningshuang, who is also the East God Yaochi, with a beautiful look, arousing love and pity, and a world-famous face. The beauty is suffocating, and the mind is also stunned.
Ever since this forgetfulness, she sat there, like an ice statue, motionless.
Who would have thought that the fascinating Eastern God would be stunned by a word, like the beautiful eyes of water, dim and dull, just like the water of the river, dead and silent.
I do n’t know when she turned her eyes and looked quietly out of Wangchuan, she seemed to be far away, and she could see those who watch Wangchuan, she could see them, but they couldn't see her.
She smiled beautifully, feeling that the wind was getting colder, and her weak and tender body could not help curling up.
Of course, just as she closed her eyes, two people outside Wangchuan fell and stood in the void.
For a moment, her dim eyes bloomed with fairy light, tears slipped and glittered.
It was Ye Chen, and she could clearly see that even though he was wearing a black robe and he was wearing a ghost mask, in her hazy eyes everything was false, and she remembered his eyes.