Chapter 1752: Zero point concern

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Bai Ye went away, suffocated, and seriously suspected that Ye Chen had deliberately retaliated against her for the previous incident.
"Go back." As soon as he came out of the bamboo forest, he snore.
It is Emperor Huang, I do n’t know where people are, but it seems that he knows, his apprentice, he knows best, and wants to pick a pick?
"Master, why do n’t you understand why you want to paint me?"
"There are so many women in the Prefecture, just find one."
"Alternatively, I'll stay as a clone, there is no need for the deity."
Bai Yan's belly is so arrogant, even if she is defeated, she is still a supreme apprentice.
"This is a kind of practice, you ... don't give up halfway."
Emperor Huang's discourse is still so rampant and majestic.
Bai Yan took a deep breath, and dared not to disobey Master's order. He turned around and returned to the small bamboo forest again, looking ugly.
In the small bamboo forest, Ye Chen has already received the painting, and once again draws a pen.
Even if there is no white cricket here, he can also paint. Bai Qian's beautiful shadow has been branded by him like a sea of ​​gods, just like a real person.
However, before he wrote, the girl returned.
Hui is back, but stares at Ye Chen fiercely. If it is not for the order of Emperor Huang, she will swell and fight with Ye Chen again.
"Fairy, you don't need to be here." Ye Chen spoke slowly.
"Do you think I want to?" Bai Yan glanced at Ye Chen, sorted out his hair, and then sat back in place.
Seeing Bai Yao's expression, Ye Chen had a cough, and there was a deficiency in dim sum.
If you think about it, this is really inauthentic.
Anyway, he is an emperor and a monk, who came to make a model himself, and gave him face, but he was a bit careless.
"Paint, hurry up, I'm busy." Bai Yan said softly.
The girl's beautiful eyes are very expressive, as if to say: dare to make a slapstick, believe it or not, the old lady broke you with the palm of your hand.
Ye Chen was embarrassed, she raised her brush and dipped it in delicate ink.
After taking a deep breath, he wrote down, a stroke by stroke, the lines, the strokes, absolutely master.
Bai Yan sits still, does not move, like an ice beauty.
While sitting, a ray of fairy light plummeted from midnight and fell on her, imprisoned, and sealed her there.
It's Emperor Huang again.
So he added a layer of insurance and banned her.
As he said, this is practice, grinding is her state of mind, and this time, she and Ye Chen are tempering each other.
Bai Yan is not calm, he can't say anything, he can't move.
The more I think about it, the more I am dissatisfied with Master, I do n’t oppose you tempering him.
What about my injuries? Hit by Ye Chen.
While speaking, Ye Chen was ready, but he was fascinated.
Don't need to go, it's Chu Ling, but it's lifelike, but there is no trace of white ink in that pen and ink.
Opposite, Bai Yan's eyes flashed, and he wanted to come and see.
However, seeing Ye Chen like this, she does not need to run to see.
It's definitely Chu Ling, it must be Chu Ling, otherwise the kid won't have tears in his eyes, and he's very amazing.
With a sigh, Ye Chen closed the scroll and raised the pen again.
Xiao Zhulin, again into peace, sitting alone, painting alone, Bai Yan could not speak, Ye Chen didn't say a word, it was terrible to be silent.
The speed at which he paints is fast, one after another.
However, all of them are Chu Ling, and they are not touched at all by Bai Yan. If they really touched each other, it is: they are both women.
Bai Yan already wanted to cry, and he was injured, and internal injuries were added.
Torment, real suffering, began to understand his value: not to let Ye Chen paint, but to see Ye Chen painting.
It's maddening that this seems to be nothing to her.
Here, Ye Chen turned into another picture, pretty and beautiful, but there was nothing wrong with it. Obviously, it was still Chu Ling.
Bai Yan closed her eyes, and when she looked further, she would go crazy.
Ye Chen held the scroll, looked at it for a long time, and laughed with tears.
Although it is a picture scroll, it seems like the real Chu Ling, with a smile and a smile, are all her spirits, as in memory.
But she was finally a wife and no longer loved him.
He began to understand that the so-called relationship has long since passed.
He also really understood that he understood the purpose of the ancestor Emperor Huang, and he did not want him to go through the six reincarnations with the affection.
A breeze blew, shaking his long white hair.
He closed his eyes, raised a brush, and dipped in ink to paint.
This pair of strokes is slow, not anxious or boring, and takes a long time. It has not been completed for three full days.
It wasn't until the fourth day that he saw his eyes open and looked at the scroll.
On the scroll, it is still Chu Ling, but the person with careful mind will find that in this painting, nine points is Chu Ling, but one point is like Bai Zhi.
He watched for an entire hour, his vision blurred by tears.
Something like Bai Yan, proves that his state of mind has changed, there is a trace of embarrassment, and Chu Ling began to let go.
It's hard to fall in love with someone, but it's harder to leave it ...
Somehow, he raised his brush and closed his eyes.
Three days after another, one after another, he painted more vividly, but the less he painted, the less Chu Ling, and more like Bai Yan.
He never felt that the original painting was so painful.
The more one looks like Bai Yan, the more one let down Chu Ling.
Point by point, until the painting is no longer Chu Linger, but Bai Yan, it is really put down.
His paintbrush seemed to become a carving knife. Although it was painted on a scroll, it was engraved in his heart.
Draw, continue to make; people, continue to forget; tears, continue to flow.
I don't know how many days have passed, he doesn't know how many paintings, until every bamboo is covered with Yiren scrolls.
These days, he is metamorphosing and nirvana in love.
And Bai Zhi, boring state of mind, also gradually quiet as water.
Master's good intentions, she understood, and in closing her eyes, she broke through the realm, from the saint, advanced to the quasi-sacred king.
For a few days, she opened her eyes for the first time.
In her eyes, she was full of joy. This level blocked her for hundreds of years.
After rejoicing, she looked to Ye Chen again. This time to break through the bottleneck, it was thanks to him for a chance.
She saw Ye Chen painting with her eyes closed, tears in the corner of her eyes, but she couldn't stop the flow, and it looked a little distressing.
In her indifference, there was a touch of compassion in her indifference.
She has never loved anyone and doesn't know what it feels like to lose.
It can be seen that Ye Chen is so, she only knows how painful it is to forget a woman, and it hurts more than a thousand swords!
Hey, with a sigh, she got up and stepped into Jie Haoshan one step. Now that she has advanced, she needs to cross the robbery.
In the small bamboo forest, Ye Chen's last stroke also fell.
The picture in front of me is no longer Chu Ling.
That one-tenth point is his last attachment, and he will be wiped out with a trace of poor care.
He collected all the paintings, hung in the air, and blew a flash of fire, all the paintings were burned into nothingness.
Then he turned silently and walked out of the bamboo forest step by step.
Outside the mountain, the sound of rumblings has risen, the clouds are thick, extremely thick, and there are lightning strikes, all of which are snake-like.
The coercion that made the world tremble covered the land.
That ’s God ’s Punishment, the exclusive punishment of the white cricket, the blood is too strong, and the talent is too bad.
The Quartet was startled, all looked up and looked at Xu Tian.
They are all monks, how can they not realize what kind of scene this is.
At the moment, too many people gathered and flocked to the direction of Jiemingshan, and there were many people.
"Actually ... it was Bai Yan." Someone was surprised, looking at the empty sky, Bai Yan stood up, like a queen of the world.
"The emperor's apprentice, after all, took that step."
"Bad chance!" The old Ming generals, mostly enchanting, have stopped the sage realm for hundreds of years.
"I'm not mistaken! Is there over there?" Someone exclaimed.
In a word, a lot of people caught the eye and looked to one side.
There were dark clouds in that world, and Thunder was raging.
Vaguely, you can also see a figure, wearing armor, tough back, eyes like stars, long hair like a waterfall.
"Ming ... Ming Jue?" Too many people froze with strange expressions.
"The apprentice of the emperor and the apprentice of the nether emperor together led to the calamity, are they good to discuss?" Many people scratched their heads.
"It's quite a fanfare!" Qin Mengyao booed at the corner of the crowd, "not in any order."
"Tian Jie is so vast, this divine punishment, how scary it should be." The Nine Masters of the First Hall also came, lingering.
"If it is a crouching tiger, hiding a dragon." Zhao Yun smiled, his expression did not fluctuate too much.
In the debate, the East and West, the Thunder have gathered in the sea.
Ming Jue and Bai Jue, standing in their respective thunder seas, have high war intentions, they must transform under the calamity, and they must be nirvana in God's punishment.
But seeing in their respective thunder seas, there are two thunder figures morphing, with their shoulders and shoulders, and the rules of Emperor Tao flying.
"Oh my God! The Emperor and the Emperor." The four sides were uproar.
"It's the emperor's Taoism." The old guys were excited.
"Both of them have touched the rules of the Emperor and the Emperor."
"So, Bai Yan and Ming Ju, single out the same level ... Emperor and Emperor?" Someone asked tentatively.
"Jiuxiao immortal has passed, but if you can't pass it, it is Jiuyou Huangquan." The old man took a deep breath.
In the spotlight, Bai Yan and Ming Jue are already at war.
Really pick one and two, against the two supreme Supremes of the same period, Rao is his fighting power, and they are all bloody.
The guest's eyes were shining, for fear of missing any picture.
What's more, the memory spar has been taken out. Such scenes are hard to come by forever. They are branded and taken back for presentation.
Xu Shitian's movement was so quiet that he caught everyone's attention, but no one noticed that a figure was heading for the vast earth.
It was Ye Chen, with a trace of care, with all the wind and dust, sneaking in the dark, to truly forget Chu Ling.
On the top of the world's underworld, the underworld and the emperor are standing side by side, but not to watch their own babies, but to look at Ye Chen across.
"Six reincarnation is about to open, Emperor Huang, you calculated, it is just right!" The Emperor smiled slowly, "You are not afraid, he has been fallen into love?
"I have never doubted that the Eucharist has never been disappointed." Emperor Huang smiled with relief.