Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 2152: How can I not send it
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Yange Lao was brought back, lying peacefully on the bed, his gray hair was disheveled, and his skin was wrinkled. The old face was engraved with vicissitudes and witnessed the limping years.
Little Yang Lan was lying beside the bed, her little finger was picking her small mouth, and she looked at Yang Ge Lao curiously. Although she was thirty-three years old, she was still two or three years old. She was ignorant and indifferent to the world. I don't know where my mother went, and I don't know why Dad is so sad.
Ye Chen said nothing, silently withdrew from the door. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask Yang Fan to take care of Yangge Lao, and then went to the old grave.
The princess is still there, and as respected as she was then. In the 33 years, as a soul body, she cultivated a lot of Advancing Rank, but there is no spirit in the world, and she has no chance of Breakthrough.
Ye Chen looked at the reincarnated Qin Xiong, like an ice sculpture, motionless. The former Emperor Qin of the past years, this lie, for hundreds of years, the only breath left, still in the seal.
On one side, the emperor stopped talking several times and waited another 33 years. She wanted to ask Ye Chen when she could leave and when she could resurrect Qin Xiong, but she never asked Export, you should go when you leave, and have waited for hundreds of years, don't mind waiting for hundreds of years.
Ye Chen knew her state of mind, but he did n’t know how long to wait.
In a few moments, he left the tomb and left a lot of practice experience for the empress.
At night, Yang Xuan and his three came to the small garden, each carrying a wine jar.
Thirty-three years later, the solitary swordsmen, the troubled sword madman, and the gangster Yang Xuan of the famous earthquake rivers and lakes have also become old-fashioned.
This time, the three of them fell silent, and they did n’t ask when they could go to cultivate the world, or whether they went or not, it was no longer important. They lived for a long time and experienced many things. The expert The heart has been gradually buried by the years, and it is okay to be euthanized.
Until late night, the three talents left and took advantage of the moonlight to leave Zhuxian Town. After thirty-three years, they also wanted to see the outside world and visit old friends who are still alive.
In the garden, only Ye Chen is left, holding a wooden block and carving it with a knife.
In the early morning, autumn is more intense, and the leaves of the tree fall.
Today, there are not many divinations, and the old Yang Ge, who was the first to come in the past, may not have seen a figure for a long time. Xu is still lying on the hospital bed, maybe he is locked in the room, Pulling his shabby erhu, remembering Xia Lan, mourning the past love.
It was not until the third day that he was seen on the street, holding a cane and holding Xiao Yang Lan.
The people sighed when they saw it.
There are only three warm family members in memory, but now there are only two left.
Grandpa, give it to you!
The little guy is very sensible, naive and innocent, like the little Yang Fan of that year, with a small toe, two small hands holding a hot bun, and handed it to Ye Chen, the big eyes, Like her mother-in-law Xia Lan, watery.
And Yang Ge is old, only struggling to touch Yang Lan's small head, the touch of the father's smile, a bit far-fetched, cloudy eyes, faintly flashing tears.
So far, his daughter doesn't know that his mother has left.
"Going to the grave again?" Ye Chen buried his head and took a bite of the bun. Yu Guang glanced at the erhu that Lao Yang was carrying.
"She likes to listen." Old Yang Ge smiled hoarsely.
"The deceased is gone, mourning." Ye Chen said flatly.
Yang Ge smiled, no longer speaking, took Xiao Yang Lan and walked out of town. Every step he took was trembling. Compared with his old man, Xiao Yang Lan was energetic and jumped all the way. Jumping, sometimes giggling, like an elf.
Ye Chen has peeped at her seal more than once, and it is very strong. Thirty-three years have passed, and there is no sign of defeat. It is much stronger than Xia Lan ’s Yin Yang Xian Wen.
Time passed, and under the dark night, Ye Chen began to pack up.
Lao Yangge and Xiao Yanglan are back, one old and one young, reflecting the light of twilight, it is very bleak, Lao Yang should have looked away, life and death, the law of nature, unlike the previous, in Xia Lan ’s In front of the grave, one sitting is two or three days.
Many times later, Ye Chen can always see Lao Yang, and he will come for fortune-telling every day and will go to worship Xia Lan.
So, another three years passed quietly.
In the early morning, Ye Chen set up the line early, but I have n’t seen Yangge old for a long time, nor seen Xiao Yanglan. I only saw Yang Fan and hurried to the drugstore. When I came out again, I was carrying herbs.
Obviously, Yang Ge is ill, and the disease is not light.
In this regard, Ye Chen knows clearly that after thirty-six years, Yangge Lao Shouyuan will end.
Sure enough, on the ninth day, Yang Fan came, hoping to look at him, no need to speak, his eyes have represented everything, and I hope that Ye Chen will go and see Yang Ge Lao, when it is a farewell.
Ye Chen got up and was already ready.
The atmosphere of Yang Mansion is quite depressing. It is known that Mr. Yang is old and he is about to die. The people are gathered together and there is a lot of discussion, sometimes referring to Lao Yang's room.
With the arrival of Ye Chen, everyone in the room went out with tears.
In the hospital bed, the old man Yangge was as thin as a wood, lying down weakly, his old eyes were dim, his white hair was pale, he was a little confused, his dry lips were shaking, and he seemed to murmur something until he saw Ye Chen, His turbid old eyes only got a little more gaze.
Ye Chen stepped forward, lifted the chair, and sat by the bed.
"You are here." Yang Ge's old smile, pale white is powerless, trying to get up, but realizes that he has no such energy, and that he is already exhausted when he is 96 years old.
"My old friend is leaving, how can I not give it away." Ye Chen smiled.
"Xiaoyou, you are a fairy!" Yang Ge smiled tiredly.
"I can guess that I am a fairy, you are not stupid." Ye Chen said, pointing his finger at the back of Lao Yang's hand, instilling a ray of internal force, not to continue life, but to make Lao Yang less painful, at least , Can keep the last sober before going on the road.
"I should have understood." Yang Ge smiled old.
"May wish to fix immortals." Ye Chen said lightly, "If I want, I will find someone to seal you."
"Tired." Yang Ge smiled and shook his head.
Ye Chen doesn't say a word, he never asks for it. Old Yang Touer is anxious to reunite with Xia Lan!
"Little friends, give the old decay, count it!"
"Okay."
A simple dialogue, the two smiled at each other.
At this instant, Yang Ge's old eyes slowly dimmed, and those tired eyes finally closed at the last touch of red glow in the setting sun.
Ye Chen sits in bed, has n’t moved for a long time, looking at the deceased old Yang, ca n’t help but recall that thirty-six years ago, he first came to Zhuxian Town, because of a king ’s meal, he and the martial arts master, forgot For the sake of solution, the two are also teachers and friends, but more like a family.
In a flash, the old man was old, and he watched the road quietly.
Noisy footsteps outside the door.
The door of the room was pushed open, and Yang Xuan returned from their travels. Unfortunately, hurrying and hurrying, they still saw their old friends for the last glance, only standing on the bedside and sighing.
The Ye Chen said nothing, stood up silently, and left silently.
In the moment when I stepped out of the room, I would not forget to take a look at Yang Ge Lao. This will be the last one. The cause and effect between him and Lao Yang will also be completed with this glance.
Soon, the cry of tears filled Yang Mansion.
Three days later, there was another small grave beside Xia Lan ’s grave, and the old erhu was lying between the two graves. Too many people came to worship, even Xiao Yang Lan, who was ignorant, I was scared and cried, full of eyes's tears, dad and mother are gone.
In the early morning of the day, Ye Chen set the line.
Unfortunately, I will never see the old Yang Touer who comes every day.
Old Yang is gone, Yang Xuan and they are still here, coming every day.
Looking at the three people who are getting older, Ye Chen realizes that there are some things that should be done.
One quiet night, he went to the old grave.
This time, they took Yang Xuan and them together. The three of them have been late, and they all have a long life. I do n’t know how many years to wait. If they want to leave alive, they need to be sealed.
"Who is the person buried in this grave." Thirty-six years later, the three of them finally asked this question, because this ancient tomb caused a **** storm.
"Emperor Xian Qin." Ye Chen said lightly
The three heard it, all of them were shocked. Although it was an accident, they were not too shocked. There are even immortals in this world. What else can be shocked. At this age, it is already strange.
After entering the main tomb, the expression of the three people is quite weird.
The pre-Qin emperor who buried them understands that the body of the pre-Qin emperor is still preserved and can be understood, but the Yinyue emperor is still alive, which is a bit unexpected. At that time, the strange woman who was famous all over the world was also a statue. Immortals, actually guarding the pre-Qin emperor in the ancient tomb for hundreds of years, and on the edge of Zhuxian Town, ridiculously, they did not even know.
For this, Ye Chen has also been sighed.
Yang Xuan and the three people knew that he was an immortal, but they did n’t tell Yang Ge Lao, so that old Yang did n’t know until he died; and Yang Ge Lao, who knew the secret of the tomb early, did n’t tell them, if not tonight Entering the ancient tomb, most of them were still in the dark.
"Have seen seniors." All three bowed their hands, respectfully saluted, and speaking of seniority, Emperor Yinyue was indeed a senior. During this period, how many generations did they differ?
"No need to pay much courtesy." Emperor Yinyue chuckled. Although in the ancient tomb, she often went out and walked around. He had heard the names of the three, and he was quite prestigious on the rivers and lakes.
"Seal the three of him." The silent Ye Chen finally spoke.
"Understood." Emperor Yinyue understood, immediately pulled Spiritual Power, gathered in the palm of her hand, and turned into a rune, which was the seal of the past Ye Chen teaching, quite mysterious.
"That, does it hurt." Yang Xuanqian smiled.
The emperor smiled without a word, and raised her hand gently, brushing the three.
The three of them staggered, only to feel dizzy and confused, and then they fell down, closed their eyes, and slowly fell into a deep sleep. Perhaps, when they woke up again, they were a century old. , Just like the emperor of the pre-Qin Dynasty, would miss an era.
Ye Chen placed the three on the stone bed and turned away.
At the end of the month, he walked slowly, staying in front of the tombs of Yangge and Xia Lan for a long time.
Lying in it are two of his old friends and his relatives.
It's a pity that they, fathers and mothers, can't wait for their daughters to marry.
Speaking of Xiao Yang Lan, Ye Chen had thought of bringing her a seal together, but this idea was eventually dismissed. Old Yang and Xia Lan died, but Yang Man is still there, Yang Fan is still here, and this is her loved one. If you really want to seal it, you must have the demon come by yourself.