Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1666: How to bridge
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Donghuang Taixin sighed, and Lianbu stepped, stepped into nothingness, and flicked his hands, putting Ye Chen in his long sleeves.
Kunlun's goddess, playing the big Divine Ability, stepped out of Grand Chu.
After her, a lot of people in Heavenly Profound Sect took another step.
Without exception, all of them are Quasi Emperor, and the Nine Emperors are also among them, but they did not bring Ji Dao imperial soldiers, nor did they fight.
"I don't know if he is right or wrong." Yue Huang whispered, "Neihe Bridge is a Huangquan Road."
"At least, no regrets will be left." Yan Huang said.
"Should I wait to call Hongchen and Liudao." Zhan Wang said, "If you use strong ones, you may not lose."
"Mo underestimate city without tears." Emperor Chu said lightly.
The emperors did not speak. Obviously, Hongchen and Liudao could not be put away, even if it was put, it would not necessarily hit the city without tears.
Everything depends on Ye Chen. Grand Chu ca n’t get involved.
The vast starry sky, the city without tears suspended, the fairy light overflowing.
On the bridge, Quasi Emperor, who sells wine, is still walking at an old pace, and the pressure in his life has bent his waist.
As strong as Quasi Emperor, but also struggling hard, the old body does not break apart.
On the bridge, he is not alone, there are more than a dozen figures, young, middle-aged, and elderly, full of eyes tears.
They are also like the Quasi Emperor selling wine. There are also their lovers in the city without tears, and countless days and nights of dreams.
Despite knowing that this is a dead end, he went on to succeed.
Breeze blowing, three or five figures, collectively turned into fly ash.
Since then, there have been people falling down all the time, and before they all reached the end of the bridge, they turned into historical dust and passed away with the wind.
On the bridge, there was only the old Quasi Emperor who sold wine.
His back, solitude and solitude, old and uncomfortable.
He was close enough to Qiaotou, but his pace became heavier, his legs trembling, and he was about to kneel down.
After all, he collapsed and did not get up again.
At the time of life and death, those old, muddy eyes were covered with ancient tenderness, and death was calling.
Crystal tears, his eyes hazy, in a trance, can still see a beautiful shadow, dancing in the moonlight.
Quasi Emperor is also infatuated, but he failed to cross the bridge.
The Quartet sighed, full of sorrow, and the gorgeous Neihe Bridge, buried too many souls of death, before leaving with regret.
From the beginning to the end, no woman in the city without tears came out.
"Well, why are you doing this?" Xiao Jiu was angry, and after cursing, he hid behind the Kui Niu.
"My grandma, please speak quietly." Little Ape Emperor covered Xiao Jiuxian's mouth, "Can that city be fierce?"
"I'm too angry." Xiao Jiuxian bulged her mouth, "It's obviously a lover, but it makes people yin and yang."
This sentence of hers, in a word, resonated with the Quartet.
There are lovers in the world who eventually become dependents. Is this a bad ending?
Surely, a city without tears, to separate lovers.
A beautiful city, why do n’t you do anything? What about the fairy city on earth? This is really good irony.
For a time, the audience scolded the city without tears thousands of times.
"Then ... are those nine peerless men of Grand Chu?" Someone was amazed and looked to one side, causing the Quartet's attention.
The starry sky, the divine rainbow, and the nine emperors of Grand Chu are among them. Their honor has been spread all over the world.
"It's really them, and there are the heavenly sword gods and princesses."
"This time the team is coming, this is which race to do." Recalling the old days, too many people tremble in their hearts.
"Shouldn't you want to fight the city without tears!" I don't know who made the whole sentence, so that everyone's eyes instantly brightened.
Grand Chu Nine Emperors, all fierce and fierce, once raging against the four clan, even Spirit Mountain was also wiped out, absolutely powerful and overbearing.
The city without tears, ancient and powerful, an Quasi Emperor was instantly denounced, terrifyingly boundless, and shoulder to shoulder with the restricted area.
If these two parties rise up, then the innocence will be lively.
"That is the Nine Emperors of Grand Chu?" After the unsealed clan, such as the ancient dragon clan, Barbarian , Xuanwu clan, Kui cattle clan, these Old Ancestor are hidden in the dark, and they all looked over there.
"Nine Zun Quasi Emperor pinnacles, this battle, oh my god!"
"No wonder the four major races have also been held up and ca n’t hold their heads up."
"Until now, I haven't fully understood, where does Grand Chu rest?" The dragon clan Old Ancestor plucked his beard, and full of eyes was puzzled.
In the discussion, the Grand Chu Nine Emperor, Donghuang Taixin and others have fallen, and there are twenty Quasi Emperors, which are holding the starry sky.
"No tears, I haven't seen you for a long time." Donghuang Taixin whispered, standing in the starry sky, graceful, looking at the city without tears.
"I haven't seen you for a long time." In the city without tears, the words finally came out, and it was like a natural sound of Jiuxiao's descending. It was very beautiful, but it was supremely cold.
"Can you ask for someone without tears, it's a Grand Chu relationship." The gods of the swords also spoke, plain words.
"Wearless ... is merciless, just like your sword ... not Tao." Wu tearless words linger, spreading all over the world.
"What a tearless and ruthless." The childish words suddenly sounded, from Donghuang Taixin, more accurately, it should be from her sleeve, it was Ye Chen talking.
He came out and looked at the city without tears, without joy and sorrow.
His appearance made the Quartet cultivator stunned.
Because, the appearance of Ye Chen's two or three years old, pink and dull, fleshy, really cute, and the tone is not small.
"Whether you cross the bridge or not, I can take her away." Ye Chen ignored the Quartet and stared at the city without tears. The words were plain and plain, and the tone was neither humble nor humble.
"Nature." There was no tears in his mouth, and there was no joy or sorrow.
"Speak ... count words." Ye Chen is a master of reverence, stepping on the starry sky and ascending the bridge head.
"Who is that little guy!" Seeing Ye Chen on the Neihe Bridge, all directions were stunned. He never expected that Ye Chen also ran up.
"Quasi Emperor is kneeling, a Heaven Realms, what about playing?"
"It is undeniable that he is still very cute."
"The old man pinched, he didn't run here to find his wife, but came to find his mother." Someone said meaningfully.
"It looks familiar," Huang Xiaopi and Kui Niu and others touched their chins. "I always feel ... I have seen it before."
"Expect him to create a myth again." The nine emperors and they took a deep breath, all hope in their eyes.
Ye Chen stands at the bridgehead, eyes closed slightly, meditation Qi Condensation.
When I really got on the Neihe Bridge, I realized that this bridge is not simple. There is a coercive pressure in the sky like a mountain.
Moreover, he was determined that the more he walked across, the stronger his coercion.
On the opposite side, what happened to Qiaotou, a person became illusory.
It was a woman, who was also covered with a veil, wrapped around Xianxia all over her body, her hair was like waves of water, she was dyed with brilliance, a pair of beautiful eyes, indifferent and calm, no emotion.
In the hazy, she is like a dream. Although she stands at the bridgehead, it is like a distant dream, which is beyond expectation.
She is an immortal, holy and immaculate, not irritating.
Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked at the woman on the opposite side, his eyes filled with tender tears and obscured his sight.
It ’s her, it ’s her, there ’s no need to evolve every week, no need to ask, but he can recognize it on the bridge.
Three hundred years of lameness, three hundred years of vicissitudes, three hundred years ago and this life, under the dust of the years, he finally found her.
Ancient memories and past events all return here in a flash.
Hehe bridge, two bridge heads, one bridge side, one bridge side, he is looking at her, she is looking at him too.
But more than a hundred feet, during this period, it seems to be across the sea and looking at each other, aging in Hongchen.
He full of eyes tears, her beautiful eyes are confused, she has seen him more than once in a dream, strange but familiar.
"Chu Xuan, wait for me, your Ye Chen ... is here to pick you up."
Ye Chen choked with a hoarse voice, two lines of tears ran across his face, reflecting the stars, and even the tears carried the vicissitudes.