Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

The vain river drifts with the unknown.

Xingzi Xiaowa had eaten for a hundred years, but failed to swallow the vain, and fell asleep again.

This feeling is three hundred years.

In the 400th year, after it woke up, there was no chuckle, nor did it chase Ye Chen. It walked out of the unknown step by step, and calmly made Ye Chen unaccustomed.

boom! Rumble!

It didn't take long before I heard the rumbling, there should be a big battle, a cosmic battle, and the trembling unknown was buzzing for a hundred years. Ye Chen didn't know who was fighting, Zhao Yun? Little baby? Still a youth in purple.

No one gave him an answer.

When the sound of the boom is annihilated, including the unknown, including the universe, it will be quiet and terrifying.

Since then, I haven't seen a baby for a thousand years.

Since then, there has not been a youth in purple clothes and the heavenly path of the outer universe.

Since then, there has been no eternal song for a thousand years.

Ye Chen's waiting was lonely, blank, and darkness. The ruins of cosmic civilization were buried with legends and myths. He was a desolate living creature and a spectator of history. He was a witness from beginning to end.

boom!

The deathly silence was finally broken by a bang.

There should be an explosion in the outer universe.

There is such a halo that is devastating, destroying the unknown inch by inch, whether it is blankness or darkness, it ushered in a false end.

"Is this the real end?"

Ye Chen muttered to himself, he had already embarked on the way home, once looked back, the most original time and space, even if unknown, can not escape the destruction, legends, myths, and common people are completely history and will be buried in boundless. In vain.

His state of mind is sad.

Or, Hong Chen was crying in the dark and had no home anymore.

Taikoo prehistoric.

On the top of the mountain, Hong Chen carved out the truth, his expression was still so dull, his eyes were still so hollow, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, like a crying zombie.

"Red dust."

Chu Lingyu and Hong Chenxue both stepped forward, and finally returned safely.

Then, it was Ye Chen who walked out of Hong Chen's body.

The female emperor appeared instantaneously, and together came the gods, the beauty and the emperor.

"How." The empress whispered softly.

Ye Chen didn't have a word, for three or five seconds, he looked at the sky.

This time and space is good, there are mountains and rivers, and there are fireworks.

This is all thanks to Hong Chen, if it were not for him to go against time and space, he would not be what he is today, years are ruthless, memory is eternal, that is his most precious treasure.

"Eternal song."

Three or five moments later, Ye Chen answered the question of the Empress. This is the harvest he gained from crossing time and space. Perhaps he could use that music to draw it out.

"Piano Music?"

The female emperor frowned slightly, and the gods frowned slightly.

Zheng!

Ye Chen had already sat down and put on a suqin. Then, he heard the sound of the piano. It was ancient and melodious, and the vicissitudes of life were also sad. It spread throughout the ancient times, and it also resounded through the heavens of ten thousand domains, every beating note, They all seemed to be carrying a story. The emperors who listened to them were in a trance, and the people who listened to them were in a hazy mood.

This is the eternal song.

Ye Chen spent thousands of years making engravings in the original time and space.

Today, it is the first time to play.

This eternal piano music is still very beautiful. Even the empress can't listen to it. It seems that there is an ancient magical power that makes her feel unable to extricate herself.

Not even her, let alone other people.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, many people subconsciously raised their hands and touched the corners of their eyes. It was moist, and the song was so sad that they cried inadvertently.

But Ye Chen understood that his eternal song was far behind.

The sound of the piano that he heard in the original time and space is truly eternal. He may learn a lot like it, but he can't learn a certain emotion, so he needs to learn more.

"Guo is a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything."

Ren Wang sighed and wiped a handful of bitter tears when he was done.

He is still good, and many people even put that sob on.

Such a scene spread all over the heavens. The women were crying with tears, the men were crying, and even the babies were screaming. It was obviously a fascinating fairy song, but it seemed like a funeral song, and everyone shed tears.

"How many tears should I earn."

Xie Yun licked his tongue, snot and tears, and wiped Xiong Er's body.

"We can see it."

There were many murmurs on the Yunv Peak, and the women’s eyes were full of tears. In the dimness, they seemed to be able to see a blurry picture. In each pair, there was a back figure named Ye Chen, or marching alone or fighting in blood. Huang and a pair have gathered together Ye Chen's life, with blood and tears, and every moment seems to be eternal.

Those who can see it are not only them, but too many people have seen it.

The commander-in-chief of the common people carries the faith of the common people, and his piano sound is also full of common people, but this music is too sad for him to perform.

Zheng...!

The sound of the piano didn't stop, it was still resounding, and it filled the world.

The **** has sat down, silent.

The tune was too sad and tears in his eyes when he heard it, he remembered Qi Hua.

Emperor Huang was also silent, listening quietly.

And Hong Yan fell asleep listening to the sound of the piano, sleeping peacefully.

Looking at the female emperor, it’s not very normal. Listening to the sound of the piano, she dances under the moon like a butterfly, her grace is fluttering, she dances beautifully, beautiful as a dream, she is a **** among the emperors, and also a **** The immortal in the middle, does not eat the fireworks in the world, does not stain the dust of the world, and freezes every moment of eternity.

"Beautiful, so beautiful."

The expressions of the emperors were stunned, especially the emperor of Heaven. Throughout the two epochs, I still saw the female emperor dancing for the first time. In conjunction with Ye Chen’s music, it was beautiful and suffocating. Women in the world were all dimmed by her. .

"It's you."

Ye Chen murmured, when listening to the Eternal Song in the original time and space, he seemed to be able to see a beautiful shadow. I couldn't remember it at that time. Now I see the female emperor dancing. The two backs are in perfect harmony, the same graceful, the same dream. It seems illusion.

But how is this possible.

In the original time and space, the empress was also buried with the common people. How could it be that she was playing the piano, and how could it be that she was dancing under the moon, contradictory.

The sound of the emperor's piano never stopped, and the female emperor's dance did not break up.

The top of the mountain seems to be a world of two people, one playing the piano, the other dancing lightly, with petals flying, a visionary interpretation, and eternity engraved in the dream.

The weird thing is:

Ye Chen knew that she was playing the piano, but the empress did not know she was dancing, as if a puppet with a string, and Ye Chen's piano sound was that string.

"Or, throw it over a bed!"

Emperor Xuan stroked his beard, and said with a heart and soul. These young couples cooperated so tacitly, maybe there will be special activities later.

"Trust me, he has a bed."

The ghost emperor said profoundly, he was talking about Ye Chen, he was afraid that it was a big iron bed with dozens of people. It was prepared as early as a thousand years ago, so who made his family too much!

"One quasi-desolate completeness, one quasi-desolate completeness, that movement..."

Emperor Ming is also a talented person with a big brain. If he shoots such a collector's edition, how dazzling his compelling style is.

"If this gives birth to a baby, who is it?"

The emperor's mind is not ordinary.

All the emperors who listened to this were stroking their beards for a while, really never thought that Chu Xuan and Chu Ling belonged? Tearsless? Ruoxi's? It's the Empress.

"How embarrassing it would be if the Empress suddenly came to a separation."

The **** of good fortune touched his chin, and his words made the Emperor Dao F4 look sideways. This one seems to have the potential of the Emperor Dao F5! That has to be cultivated well.

It's because the empress doesn't know it, if she knew it, it would be miserable.

Such as these old and dishonest people, one of them is counted as one, and they will all be hemiplegia.

"The emperor plays the piano? The empress is dancing?"

At the gate of Taikoo Honghuang, one wave after another came, listening to the sound of Ye Chenqin. Seeing the scene at the top of the mountain, I couldn't help but be surprised.

If they don't make a baby, it's hard to tolerate it!

"Make a baby."

I don't know anyone who screamed and weeped.

"is her."

Ye Chen was still plucking the strings and didn't have time to pay attention to these old guys. From the beginning to the end, it was the female emperor. The beautiful figure he saw in the original time and space is definitely the female emperor. The contradictory doubts still haunt him.

There is also the empress at the moment, listening to the music and dancing, is she involuntary, or she is related to the eternal music.

Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped the piano.

He stopped, and the empress also stopped, staggering a step in place before regaining her sobriety. Seeing that the world was looking at her, she frowned. Did something happen?

"The dance is beautiful."

With golden light in his eyes, Ye Chen performed a water curtain in the air, and what was performed in it was the image of the female emperor dancing, which was truly extraordinary.

"How can it be so."

The female emperor furrowed her eyebrows deeper, looking at Ye Chen's expression and the world's expressions, she seemed to be the only one. With this weird behavior, it was so good, she even danced.

"I'm idle and I'm idle, let's have another song."

King Ren sat down, set the table, and put the seeds on it.

Like him, too many people bring their own tables, chairs and tea, as if they are listening to music and watching a play, their posture has been set, and they are waiting for the show to begin.

"It is not important that the piano is not the music, the main thing is to watch the empress dance."

This is the meaning of the expressions in the eyes of the emperors. If you are happy, you will be rewarded.

On the top of the mountain, Ye Chen didn't say a word. He held his hand and turned around the empress, as if he was admiring art, or maybe he was watching a monkey. Sometimes he stretched out his hand and squeezed it on the empress. Look down on this girl, if she has nothing to do with the unknown and Xingzi Xiaowa, ghosts will not believe it.

The empress was silent, but her eyes were slanted.

Someone’s hand is particularly dishonest. Just squeeze her jade arm and push her nose on her face. How soft is it!

"Do you have any relatives with that little baby?"

Ye Chen entered the scene for a second, talking about business, but he was not very honest in his hands. According to the legend, he was talking about shamelessly.

The female emperor did not answer, she slapped his hand away, and disappeared.

If this is kept in the usual way, if it is kept when she was Huang Emperor, Ye Chen will inevitably be beaten. However, this is already Quasi Huang Dacheng, she seems to be unable to beat it.

what....!

It's okay if you can't beat Ye Chen, there is always something she can beat.

Just like the emperor.

Whenever the empress is upset, he is the one who suffers. The whole set of actions of smashing her head and covering her face always makes it clear: Don't get me wrong, you absolutely made no mistakes, it is purely because your face is not pleasing to the eye.

For this fresh and refined reason, God knows how many beatings the emperor has suffered.

For many years, the emperor who was once rebellious and obedient was stunned, and there were three other emperors who were always beaten by the emperor.

"Inconsistent!"

Ye Chen set his hand, pacing in place, there was a mist of doubt that could not be removed.