Chapter 1791: who are you

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When Ye Chen and Chu Ling met, white-haired women had arrived.
Her beauty is dreamlike, fairy lingering, gorgeous fairy flowing, not eating the fireworks on earth, not messing with the dust of the world.
Her eyes were indifferent like water, and no one's emotions were revealed.
Ye Chen looked at Shenhuang, and Chu Linger looked confused.
She is like a woman in the painting, perfect and immaculate, and her strands of white hair are dyed with brilliance.
Ye Chen bowed his head subconsciously, looking at Chu Ling with a strange expression.
No wonder he was so, because the white-haired woman was exactly like Chu Lingsheng, just like a pair of twin sisters.
The difference is that Chu Ling is merciless, she is merciless, Chu Lingqingsi has white hair, and other than that, it is a perfect copy.
Chu Linger also had a strange expression. Looking at the white-haired woman was like looking in a mirror. It turned out that she was so beautiful.
"Who ... who are you?" Chu Linger asked tentatively.
"No tears." The white-haired woman opened her lips slightly and said indifferently, but her voice was very nice, as beautiful as natural sound.
"It was the Lord of Tears-Free City, the younger eyes were really clumsy." Ye Chen stepped forward, blocking Chu Ling behind him.
He was so nervous that he was afraid to shoot without tears. Her horror, which he had already seen, was absolutely against the heavenly existence.
In the past years, how many old quasi-perfect emperors were slapped into the edge of the universe by her palm.
The city of tearlessness suddenly came to the spirit world, which is very weird. Now, without tears, it is even more weird.
The strangest thing is that she is exactly the same as Chu Lingsheng.
Why does the city without tears come to the spirit world, what do you want to do without tears, and why she and Chu Ling look the same.
Wisdom, like him, was a bit aggressive and caught off guard.
Everything is too abrupt, many strange things are entangled, and I can't figure out the clue.
"Who the are you?" Chu Ling whispered, walking out from behind Ye Chen, looking at no tears, frowning slightly.
Without tears, like a spring breeze, appeared in front of Chu Ling.
Seeing this, Ye Chen hurried forward, but was imprisoned without a tear in his hand, imprisoned by the imperial level, and overbearing.
Ye Chen's heart was cold, and he moved the emperor soldier, but what made him sore was that even if he had a quasi-empire combat power, he could not break the prohibition.
Obviously, she is only a quasi-monarch, and she can imprison even the emperor, which makes him really unintelligible. It is too scary.
Sealed together, and Chu Ling, could not move at all.
But seeing no tears, she reached out her hand, touched Chu Linger, gently pulled Chu Ling's hair, and stroked her cheek.
The beautiful eyes without tears are finally a touch of emotion.
At this moment, Chu Ling was stunned, and she felt wonderful without tears. She seemed acquainted with each other, and seemed very kind.
On one side, Ye Chen was even more embarrassed. Looking at the situation of this girl, Chu Linger's eyes were not normal.
"She wouldn't be Chu Ling's mother!" Ye Chen murmured in her heart, feeling that this speculation was possible, though it was possible.
"Eight achievements are." The more he thought, the more reliable he felt.
"Who the are you?" Chu Linger frowned deeper, without squinting, and questioned for the third time, indifferently.
No tears or no words, looking at Ye Chen, the eyes like water, although indifferent, but ... there is a trace of confusion.
Ye Chen frowned, and her tearless expression was too strange.
Time seems to freeze for a moment, and the rules become false.
With a blast of wind blowing, she turned without tears, stepped on the Xianqiao, and walked away step by step, her body was gradually illusory.
"Senior, you have sent Chu Xuan'er an emperor soldier, and you also sent Chu Ling a puppet." Ye Chen hissed.
Well, no tears will really send, then really sent.
Of course, for his call, there was no tears and no answer, the fairy body became transparent, and then dissipated with the weather.
The rampant tearless fairy city is also diminishing in the clouds.
Ye Chen had a cough, it was really embarrassing. I was also the one who cut off the emperor. Recently, it was very hot.
"I don't know who she is," Chu Ling sighed.
"Will it be your mother-in-law, or she looks so long."
"Based on my many years of experience, absolutely, I didn't see her look at you, my eyes were not normal, and she smiled."
"Go back and ask Chu Xuan and Shi Shi, they don't know."
Ye Chen spoke one after another, which was very meaningful, and the god-level calculation was average.
Chu Ling didn't speak, glanced at Ye Chen, and scratched her head.
Speaking of which, she had never seen her mother, never once.
I just remember that when the ancestors took them to Hengyue, they just remembered that they had a good hometown for their family, and they didn't have any impression of it.
"If you can't figure it out, don't think about it." Ye Chen pulled up Chu Ling and headed to the recent ancient city. The world is too wonderful and there is everything.
Chu Ling allowed Ye Chen to pull away, and walked far away, not forgetting to look back, looking at the place where the city without tears disappeared.
Near dawn, the two men walked into an ancient city.
The ancient city in the early morning was very lively and groaned constantly.
Just like all the ancient cities they visited before they entered, they heard the argument, and the most mentioned was Ye Chen.
"But there are reincarnated people." Chu Ling looked left and right all the way.
"No." Ye Chen replied, pulling Chu Ling, sitting at a tea stall by the road, patting the dust on his body.
"Old man, a pot of tea." Chu Ling smiled softly.
"It's good to be young." The owner of the tea stall is an old lady, holding a teapot and smiling mildly, like Grandpa Cixiang.
Although he is a monk, he is getting old. His old eyes are cloudy, his skin is wrinkled, and he is old and uneasy.
"Take a rest and hurry up the road." Chu Ling poured a bowl for Ye Chen to see her look, more anxious than Ye Chen.
"Combining work and rest, when we have time, let's have a good chat, such as borrowing your little mouth." Ye Chen smiled.
"Get off." Chu Ling kicked him. "No serious."
"If I'm serious, I'm afraid of myself." Ye Chen sipped the tea and glanced at the old tea stall.
Vaguely, Ye Chen's eyes flashed a hint of light.
More precisely, it is a trace of cold light, extremely cold, and is mapped in the tea, but it disappears in a blink of an eye.
With a bowl of tea under his belly, he picked up the teapot, and while pouring tea, he looked around at random, with a relaxed attitude.
He set his sights on a stall, selling a wide range of goods, more magical instruments, and cultivation of elixir.
The stall owner was a middle-aged, slender figure, elegant, holding an ancient book in his hand, like a Confucian.
When Ye Chen looked at him, he looked up and smiled slightly at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen smiled, and closed his eyes, and continued to drink tea, but seeing in his eyes, the light was flickering.
"What's wrong." Chu Ling heard the sound, and knew Ye Chen best.
"There is a demon." Ye Chen smiled on his face, calm and natural, and only transmitted the voice privately, so as not to be heard by others. .
"Which." Chu Ling also smiled on the surface, secretly speaking.
"This tea stall is old, and the stall owner is middle-aged." Ye Chen drank the tea, as if nothing had happened.
"No wonder you ran here for tea." Chu Linger laughed.
Ye Chen smiled and found out that he had just entered the ancient city. Although he was hiding very well, he converged the origin of the demon, but he could not escape his eyes.
Even the Emperor of the Heavens slaughtered two statues. The little obstructive method is a decoration in his place, and he has nothing to look at at a glance.
"How can there be a demon in the spirit world, and how to survive without the pillar of Optimus Magic," Chu Linger wondered.
"Two quasi-perfect emperors can create their own origins." Ye Chen groaned. "Like the old demon."
"Dormant in the spirit world, there must be a picture." Chu Ling poured tea for Ye Chen again, and heard the sound with the knowledge of God, but was not found.
"It seems that it is to use the spiritual realm as a springboard to break into the heavens and the world." Ye Chen sipped the tea, his words were long.
"What are you going to do, kill?" Chu Ling asked.
"I don't know the ten hall Yan Luo ... missed me." Ye Chen grinned, shaking his head, Chu Ling listening, pulling the corner of his mouth.