Chapter 2031: Walk the dog

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"Fu Xi, you sick!" In the vast starry sky, these curses were very loud. They were passed from a dead star. The curse was filled with anger and pain.
Many monks passing by, heard this curse, stopped at the starry sky, and looked at the dead star with a distant look.
Who doesn't know, Fuxi is the emperor's name. It's so ancient and shocking, how dare you call it Supreme!
"Zhutianguo is talented." An older monk grinned and stepped on his toes to look away. However, his path is limited and his vision is too far away. I can't see who the curse is, just knowing the curse, Better than angry.
"Go in and see." The monks said, either in groups of three or in groups of five, when they stepped into the stars, they all wanted to see what was sacred and dare to abuse the emperor.
Of course, as soon as they entered, they ran into a big hand head-on.
Soon, they all came out. They were swept away by one palm, not blown, and one by one did not know how far to fly out.
At this moment, those monks who have not yet entered the stars turned away and ran.
Obviously, there is a great magical person in this ancient star, and his temper is not very good. Without paying attention, most of them will be destroyed.
The noisy starry sky escaped because the monks were scattered and fell into peace, but a loud cursing did not stop.
Looking closely, I realized that it was Ye Chen. On a small hill, he was holding his big head, his eyes were covered with bloodshot, scarlet, his forehead was exposed, like a wild lion, every roar came from Roar of the soul.
"If you kill Ye Fan, you can save your life, how will you choose?" This sentence echoed in his mind at all times.
Since half a month ago, he has been given this dead ancient star by the king, and he has melted the words into a curse and carved it into his Shenhai.
The spell was terrible, and it couldn't be erased. It didn't work if I didn't listen. Over and over again, like a magic curse, it would be finished by swallowing him.
To see the king, I was leisurely, sitting on the rock with Erlang's legs on his legs, a collector's edition spread on his legs, while drinking delicious wine, while looking at the Xiangyan picture cheerfully, cursing Ye Chen He turned a deaf ear.
"Sick! You sick!" Ye Chen was still scolding, swearing by name and surname, and then holding his head and yelling.
"This is hard to choose?" Ren Wang smiled at Ye Chen and said leisurely, "Give me an answer, the spell will be lifted naturally."
"Here is your sister." Ye Chen cursed, and the king's heart struck him. He really stood and talked without backache. On the one hand, he was born, on the other hand, this was a cruel choice.
You know, in the so-called life, there are also his daughter, wife, brother and old friend, which made him choose.
"It's okay to choose. The old man is waiting for you. There is time." The king's words were casual. After finishing the work, he took out a magnifying glass and continued to study his collector's edition.
Compared to him, Ye Chen was miserable, curled to the ground holding his head, the painful roar, still the words, echoing in his sea of ​​gods, like a thunder, his head was about to burst.
The world is like a quicksand, passing by, day by day, month by month.
Ye Chen's roar was not annihilated because of the changes of the years, but he roared into the starry sky of Haoyu.
Then, after seeing a wave of people running, they all wanted to come in and see what was going on, but it was embarrassing that they had just come in without breathing, and they were sent away by the king's palm.
After a long time, no one came to seek excitement, only the pestle was outside the ancient star, the discussion continued, each said his own guess.
Spring is coming, autumn is blooming, flowers are blooming, blinking, and ten years, plus the first 50 years, it has been 60 years of vicissitudes.
For ten years, the king of men and Ye Chen did not leave, and they were still on ancient stars.
As always, the King of the People is very laid back, or sleeps, or studies the collector's edition. It is very chic. Ten years is very short for him. It is just a few big sleeps and yawns.
Ye Chen was not very good. He was paralyzed under the rock, and the breath exhaled was extremely heavy. His eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes and his eyes were deeply sunken. He was tortured and exhausted, mentally devastated and miserable. He was real The days are like years.
For ten years, he hadn't closed his eyes. He had forgotten how it felt to sleep. His hair was gray and messy, and he had a gray beard, which was messy. Looking at the whole, he is a bad old man.
Of course, the ruthless curse is still there, and that sentence is still resounding in his sea of ​​God, as firm as he is, and his mind has collapsed as much as possible. Being someone else is mostly in the years.
"If you kill Ye Fan, you can save your life, what would you choose?" The king of the king awoke, yawning, and stretched his waist.
"I don't choose." Ye Chen growled, his eyes were scarlet, tyrannical and crazy, and his complexion was a little bit embarrassing. Like a lunatic, after ten years of torture, he has reached the brink of violence.
"Very good, it's a man." The king rolled over the rock.
In the eyes of outsiders, this decade of spiritual practice should be over, and even Ye Chen himself thinks so.
It's just that wish is beautiful, but reality is nonsense.
But when he saw the king, he took out the shackles and locked Ye Chen's hands and feet, and then there was a cold iron chain, one end was connected to the shackles, and the other end was tied to the hilt of a flying sword.
"Go, Grandpa will take you to the stars." Ren Wangpan sat on the flying sword, urged by mana, and flew towards the stars.
Ye Chen, who was at the end of the chain, was dragged away, his pace was embarrassing, and he was embarrassed by the brutal means of the king.
He wanted to break free. However, whether it was shackles or iron chains, they were all carved with divine patterns and blessed secret methods. Rao was the cultivation of his holy king's peak, and it was difficult to shake. He had to be pulled by the iron chain without any trace. Resistance.
Looking at it from afar, the picture is extremely dazzling, with a shawl and a ragged Ye Chen, like a death prisoner, who will be pulled to the execution ground and beheaded, and like a dog, being held by a king, not hurry or slow , Starry sky wandering.
Who would have thought that the sacred and ancient holy body, the cruel man who had slaughtered the emperor, would be so humble, which is in stark contrast to the former of war, which makes people sigh.
The sound of the vast starry sky and the collision of iron chains is very crisp.
The speed of Ren Wang's nagging slowed down a lot, sitting on the Fei Jian drinking wine and humming Xiao Quer, feeling very good.
"Take me to be the emperor, the first to kill you." Behind him, Ye Chen, locked by a chain, was cursing more than once.
"Dare to scare me." Ren Wang snorted, another fairy light, impartial, and fell into Ye Chen's heart.
Xianguang is another mantra. In Ye Chen Shenhai, it turned into a picture: dim world, there seems to be a war of immortals, shouting and trembling the sky, countless people bleed into the sky, countless people rushed into the sky Xiao, the bones became a mountain of blood.
Ye Chen's heart was pulled into it. It was really a battlefield. He saw Ye Fan, waving a blood-stained killing sword, and slaughtered the unscrupulous life. His daughter, wife, brother, and old friend, one by one. Fall, one after another tragic death under Ye Fan's butcher knife.
"Illusion is useless to me." Ye Chen snorted coldly, bursting out of his illusion, an unprecedented anger that drowned his mind.
This anger was to the king of the king, and he used his loved ones to fabricate illusions to fool him and really offended him.
"When true is false, false is true; when false is true, true is false." The man Wang You laughed, and was angry with Ye Chen.
After that, Ye Chen, who had just gotten out of the illusion, was dragged into the illusion, still the picture, Ye Fan's wanton killing, his relatives fell into the pool of blood one by one.
"Illusion is useless to me." Ye Chen roared and tried to spit out again.
Of course, this time, he didn't succeed, he was really trapped in the illusion, he couldn't walk if he wanted to go, and he didn't know how to go.
This is the king of man making a fool, trapping Ye Chen with a magical illusion. What he wants is to let Ye Chen see the terrible picture with his own eyes. He doesn't want to see it. It is even impossible to leave.
"If you kill Ye Fan, you can save your life. How would you choose?"
This is the same sentence, resounding in the illusion, is still full of supreme magic, and the perfect match with the heavy blood of the illusion, it is not possible to listen or not.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhye Yeh.
For, the king of the king turned a blind eye, still sitting on the flying sword, drinking a little wine, humming the minor, accompanied by the sound of the iron chain, holding Ye Chen, swinging in the stars.
As for Ye Chen, although the mind is in a fantasy state, the physical body is taking a stiff step, his look is dumb, and his eyes are empty, like a zombie and a walking dead.
In this scene, the monks passing by look surprised at their expressions. Whatever they see, they all look like they are holding a dog to bend.
"Look at it, go away." Ren Wang's goods are very uriney, go all the way, scold all the way, never seen a dog walk?
His voice is extremely high. The main thing is that it is mixed with repair, so that monks passing by can hide one by one.
The King of Treating People led Ye Chen away, and those talents got together again, talking and pointing, "This is too miserable."
"The strong are respected, so cruel." The older monk sighed. "That is a quasi-perfect emperor. It would be nice to have a life."
In this case, no one refutes it. As a monk, the cold-bloodedness of the rule of life, you are weak, and you deserve to be bullied.
In the argument, the king of men and Ye Chen have gradually drifted away.
To outsiders, Ye Chen was only locked in shackles and held by a chain, but no one knew how much he was tortured. It was far more cruel than splitting him with a knife.
"Emperor wasteland, the emperor's remnant soul is even more ruthless than you!" Looking at this scene, Rao is the Emperor, all stunned.
"He knows Ye Chen better than me."
"A mirage is a mirage, but over time, it will be brainwashed." The Emperor Ambush said, "This is the terrible part of refining the heart. The king of man today is as cruel as you were then, from beginning to end. Think of him as someone. "
"Without that cruelty, how come Nirvana."