Chapter 1792: Jealous

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Talking, Ye Chen put down a source stone, got up and walked away, it was just like a passenger. From beginning to end, no abnormal shape was revealed.
"Wait for me." Chu Ling followed in a hurry, holding Ye Chen's arm and smiling like a young couple.
Behind him, the tea stall frowns, and his old eyes blink.
The middle-aged owner of the stall on the opposite side also glanced at Ye Chen as a quasi-employee.
On the street, Ye Chen and Chu Ling held hands and stopped.
It is really a combination of work and rest, strolling around the booth, the prosperity of this world, full of magic, makes people nostalgic.
"Time is still there, let's go to bed and talk!" Ye Chen showed white teeth, smiled without face and skin, and the thief was insignificant.
"Well, there is Qinglou in front." Chu Ling blinked her eyes.
"They ... are not easy to use." Ye Chen froze his hand.
"Then you talk about it, so many women, which one is comfortable to use." Chu Ling smiled and groaned, fluttering beautiful eyes.
"Don't make trouble, just went to bed with you alone." Ye Chen said something dim, recalling the beauty with Ji Ningshuang.
"It's strange to believe you." Chu Linger glanced at Ye Chen.
"I said, you two can't buy it, don't buy it and stand aside." The two were chatting happily, and a third voice sounded.
The speaker is the owner of the stall selling jewelry ... The old man, with a beard and a stare, also speaks with discomfort.
The reason he was unhappy was because Ye Chen and Chu Ling were in front of his booth, blocking other guests and affecting business.
Moreover, the old man's expression is also strange. In the broad daylight, what are you two chatting about? Is your skin so thick?
Besides, how could a wife push Xianggong to Qinglou.
Seeing the old man like this, Chu Ling's cheeks suddenly turned red.
In the past, she was very reserved and blushed when she talked about it, but now she was really ashamed when heard by outsiders.
"This bun is pretty good." Ye Chen was so shameless that he couldn't leave, so he picked and selected on the stall.
"Eight hundred source stones are not bargained." The old man was not salty or indifferent.
"I don't owe you money, don't always pull your face, you are not able to afford it." Ye Chen pouted, still picking.
Shopping! Gotta buy something, the jewelry is beautiful.
Chu Ling's cheeks were even redder, but Ye Chen was addicted, inserted her buns, and brought her a bracelet.
Ye Chen picked up, Ye Chen's eyes lit up, staring at a small bronze mirror, I do not know which year, there is still a little rust.
But it is very extraordinary, with a wild atmosphere hidden in it, extremely old, and he would not be able to see it without the help of the Emperor.
"Baby." Ye Chen picked it up and looked around.
"Three hundred source stones, no bargain." The old man said again.
"Not bad money." Ye Chen snorted, while looking at the small bronze mirror, he gave a storage bag at will.
After finishing the work, I collected all the jewellery on the booth. The meaning is obvious. I want it, and let your dog see the people low.
The old man froze for a moment, but did not respond. When the response came, Ye Chen and Chu Ling had gone away and disappeared.
I don't know if he would let him know that the small bronze mirror is a treasure, would he jump up and scold his mother, then sell it cheaply.
"Baby?" Chu Ling looked curiously on the street.
"It must be a baby." Ye Chen's eyes twinkled with golden light. "Inside, there is a trace of the origin of Honghuangyuanfeng."
"Hong Huang Yuanfeng?" Chu Ling was surprised, unbelievable.
In this world, there are phoenixes, suzakus, and green pheasants, but there are no floods and wild phoenixes. They are their ancestors.
One of the first creatures in the heavens and the earth, one of the true beasts, its bloodline, even the ancient holy body is a street away.
And its origin is definitely an anti-level treasure.
Who would have thought that this little ancient city and that little stall had such treasures that could not be measured by money.
"To be refined and melted for our little baby, it must be good fortune." Ye Chen said, looking at Chu Linger's abdomen again.
"It's so good to her, I'm a little jealous." Chu Ling applauded, like a girl, like a little girl.
"My blood is all for you." Ye Chen smiled warily.
"Not serious." Chu Ling twisted Ye Chen fiercely.
"Serious, how can you not be serious?" Ye Chen embraced Chu Ling, entered a trail, the winding path was quiet, very peaceful.
On the side of the trail, there is a small garden, and Ye Chen rents one.
Then, there was a layer of secret enchantment covering the entire small garden. Ye Chen took out the small bronze mirror and hung in the air.
Then, the source of the Eucharist emerged, turned into a golden flame, and the dyed space was distorted, wrapping the small bronze mirror.
The small bronze mirror trembled, and faintly, he could hear Yuanfeng hissing.
Not long after, a ray of colorful air was refined and fused together. It was only the size of the little fingernail, but it was extremely majestic.
If you look closely, you can still see the doctrines, and they are intertwined.
That was the a priori doctrine. The first creatures between heaven and earth were closest to the chaos, and even the source gas evolved on its own.
Chu Ling also gathered up, the purity of the source, so that her bloodline was throbbing, not ordinary depression.
"Come, little girl, it's your turn." Ye Chen, holding Yuan Feng's original energy, put it lightly on the underbelly of Chu Ling and pushed in.
The baby was still asleep, and the essence of essence was melted in his sleep.
Immediately, they saw the colorful lotus flower, and an illusive Yuan Feng surrounded it, almost breaking through Ye Chen's restraint.
The little baby got the chance, and Chu Ling also got the good fortune. The fairy body was dyed with colorful fairy tales, such as Mongolian colorful fairy clothes.
"I'm in touch with my daughter's light." Chu Linger smiled and sat down cross-legged. Yuan Feng could not be wasted.
"That's good." Ye Chen smiled, sat under the old tree, drank the jug, and drank leisurely, sometimes looking at the sky.
Summoning the quasi-perfect emperor is different from Tongming Baiji, they are limited, the day is Yang, and they collide with Tongming.
So, he was waiting, waiting until the night to work.
It's not that he can't beat the two quasi-perfect emperors, but that he wants to capture something in order to pry something out of their mouths.
Time passed slowly, the sky was getting dim, and night fell.
Ye Chen patted her buttocks and got up, ten drops of blood showing her hands.
Under the seal of Tongming Xianxian, the earth trembled, and ten sarcophagi rose up to the ground. The coffin lid fell down after all came out.
In the coffin, there is Yan Luo, the ten palace of the Earth House, with a dumb look, and his eyes are empty, like Ruocheng, but also like a walking dead.
Ye Chen's fingerprints changed again, and the ten immortal lights merged into Yan Luo's body.
Yan Luo's eyes, this has the light and thought
With the revival of their intellect, their faces also darkened, and the black lines on their foreheads were chaotic and fierce.
You do n’t even have to ask, and you ’ve been cleared again. Is there no sign, and you are all busy in the dark world? Just dragged over.
"Yan Luo, miss me, I ..."
"Think, let you think." Before Ye Chen finished speaking, King Qin Guang scolded and a big slap came over.
With the palm of the emperor, Ye Chen struck instantly and buzzed.
Yan Luo of the Ninth Temple also scolded, rushing up, and after more than a month, surrounded Ye Chen again, a whole circle of children.
In particular, Yan Luo at the Second to Tenth Hall had the most ugly face.
Is Lao familiar to you? Your family's ghost general, more than half killed by you, and his mother's Tongming, sincerely add blocking.
The more the nine people wanted to get more and more angry, the more powerful the foot was, the sole of the emperor's feet, the power was absolutely overbearing.
Ye Chen was lying on the ground, really miserable, and hugged his head.
No one dares to look up. When you look up, you can only see the sole of your foot, whether it is your nose or your eyes, and you are desperate.
Chu Ling was also awakened. As if he hadn't seen it yet, Ye Chen had thick skin and thick skin, and could not die, but could he really kill Ye Chen?
For half an hour, Shi Luo Yan Luo had her entire collar, and each face was engraved with a big cool word.
Ye Chen was stunned again. It took a long time to reshape the human body, and his face was strangely dark, so they should not be given sages.
The ten hall Yan Luo was cheerful, and he liked to see Ye Chen eat crickets. Anyway, he played very well. See you once, slap you once.
"Don't make a noise, talk about business." Chu Ling reminded.
"Come, tell the truth." Shi Luo Yan Luo was very conscious, and sat down to find a place. The beard of Qing Yishui, also Erlang's legs, was sitting and sitting! Still resting.
"When I get to Zhundi, Tongming once every day, once Tongming hit you once." Ye Chen thought to himself.
Speaking of serious business, he was also serious, moved a small bench and sat down, "there are two demons in this city."
"God demon?" Yan Luo in the tenth temple frowned, looking at Ye Chen again, "God from the spirit world."
"Don't question me. No one is more familiar with the spirit of the demon than me." Ye Chenyouyou said, "It's definitely a demon, they are all quasi-permanent, and they lurk here for obvious purposes."
"Call me to wait, to catch it!" Chu Jiangwang said, "otherwise, with your strength, why should I wait."
"Elder brother still understands me." Ye Chen grinned.
"Two ...." The face of King Chu Jiang was instantly dark.
The second elder brother almost blew up. I was Yan Luo, and Yan Luo, who sat down under the emperor, could not have been your ancestor.
How dare you call me brother, your face ... how big is that?
The face of Yan Luo of Jiudian Temple did not look so good.
One generation with the King of Chujiang, Ye Chen is the second brother of King Chujiang. Isn't that the remaining brother?
"Don't care about those details." Ye Chen coughed and offered a piece of memory spar. "The position of the demon."
"Five people, one team, the battle is fast." Ye Chen laughed.
"Still teaching you?" The ten stood up and scolded him.
"Put on me." Ye Chen shook his head and went out, before telling Chu Ling to leave, he couldn't help.
At night, like a dark shadow, he entered a small garden.
The small garden is quiet, there is nothing to decorate, it is an old tree and a stone table, besides, it is a piece of weed.
"Little friend, what's the matter here." Yoyo's words sounded, and the tea stall old man manifested behind Ye Chen, smiling grimly.
"I want to drink tea." Ye Chen smiled and shrugged.
"You can escape the glimpse of the husband, you ... it's not easy." The tea stall old lady smiled smirkly, and the smile was no longer so gentle.
After that, he showed his true countenance, and his body was no longer hesitant.
His appearance is no longer old, but he is full of anger and blood, and has a hair that floats in the sky.
The true quasi-perfect emperor is like a demon in the moonlight.
Zhundiwei was mighty and self-contained and sealed the entire small garden. Looking at this posture, he did not plan to leave Ye Chen alive.