The Evil Imperial Monarch Chapter 1637: Life is my person, death is my ghost

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The first thousand six hundred and thirty-seventh chapter

If Chaos Qingjing is the source of all things, heaven and earth are all born of it, and the power of Chaos is a kind of spirit that practitioners have the opportunity to come into contact with.

The Chaos Essence is too rare, even the Supreme has no chance to see it, and the power of Chaos, or Chaos Element, is a more practical thing.

It is different from spiritual energy and spiritual spring. Chaos element is one of the purest powers of primordial spirit. Cultivating in this kind of place naturally has endless benefits.

"The power of chaos?" Su Rong seemed to have heard of this kind of thing, and exclaimed, "Is the power of chaos here?"

Ye Chu nodded and said: "There is indeed the power of chaos here, so Han Qingtian, the ancestor of the Han family, indeed has the power to reach the sky, and he can find the power of chaos, and he can also give it to him with a magic circle. Sealed in this valley."

"Did you see it with the eyes of the sky?" Su Rong suddenly realized, "No wonder I feel comfortable all over, there is a weird thing different from spiritual energy that nourishes the body, it turned out to be the power of Chaos..."

Ye Chu said: "There is indeed the power of Chaos here, but perhaps it has been used too much by the people of the Han family, and it has become very thin right now, and the power of Chaos is very limited. "

"Well, it should be, otherwise, the Han family would have produced a horrible figure like Han Qingtian, and it will not be so many years before a saint has not been cultivated..." Su Rong said.

"Let's go..."

Ye Chu nodded, closed the sky eye, and dived under the Rift Valley with Su Rong.

……

"Brother Six, please take me. I finally had a chance to come out. You must take me to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to see..." In a small hall in the canyon, a Tsing Yi Disciple, is wrapping a man in a gray robe.

The gray-robed man categorically refused: "Thirteenth brother, it's not that I didn't take you, but did you forget about three years ago? Six uncles have already ordered you not to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion for ten years..."

"Sixth brother, I was young. I was ignorant at the time, but now I understand..." Qingyi disciple looked sad, "Sixth brother, take me there, I beg you Now, I need to take a look at that magic circle..."

The man in the gray robe hummed: "No, you have to go and ask Uncle Six!"

"Brother Six, you can help. This is the little brother's heart..." Seeing that the man in Tsing Yi could not beg for mercy, he immediately rolled his eyes and handed him a pink woman's coat.

"You..."

The old man in the gray robe blushed and immediately put away the little clothes. He looked around and said entangledly: "Thirteenth brother! What are you doing! You stole Sansao’s little clothes again," Are you afraid that I will tell the third brother?"

It turns out that this dress is the underwear of their third sister-in-law. When the man in Tsing Yi saw the expression of the pig brother in the gray robe, he immediately smiled and said, "Brother Six, what are you afraid of? For you..."

"You are talking nonsense..." The man in the gray robe blushed, "San, Sansao, how could you do such a thing?"

"I'm not talking nonsense..." The man in Tsing Yi smirked and whispered, "Brother Six, if you don't believe me, you can look at the small clothes embroidered by Sansao..."

"Really, really?" The gray-robed man felt his voice panting.

The man in Tsing Yi said: "Of course it is true. Sansao also asked me to tell you that this is the little dress she wore these days. She hasn't changed it, just leaving her smell for you to smell..." /

"Presumptuous!" The gray-robed man snorted coldly, raising his hand to hit.

The man in Tsing Yi immediately told mercy: "Sixth brother, see if you really hit me again. How dare I lie to you? Me, Sansao was interested in you, but you didn't dare to do it yourself..." /

"Let me see if what you are saying is true, or else slander the third wife and see how you clean up you!" When he said this, the man in the gray robe felt his face blushed.

However, he quietly unfolded the coat, and what made his heart beat faster was that he saw a few neatly embroidered golden letters on the inner layer of the coat, which was exactly the embroidered name of himself.

"Ruhua..." The gray-robed man's heartbeat speeded up wildly, and he secretly called the plump Sansao Huahua's name in his heart.

The man in Tsing Yi saw the man in the gray robe looked desperate, and immediately reminded in a low voice: "Brother Six, you should put it away quickly. Although Brother Third is semi-crippled, you still have to consider the matter of Third Wife... "

"Huh!" The man in the gray robe packed his clothes, and said, "I think about these crooked ways all the time, how can I improve my practice?"

"Yes, yes, I'm not here to ask Brother Six, Brother Six took me into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. I will study the art of magic circle and the art of refining, and I can do something for him in the future. You refine a few decent saint soldiers!" The Tsing Yi man grinned.

"Fine, it will do you this time!" The gray-robed man snorted coldly and warned the Tsing Yi man, "But you have to be honest with me if you enter the Buddhist scripture pavilion. If you make trouble again, no one can keep it. You!"

"When I know Brother Six, I know Brother Six is ​​the best. I will tell you about Sansao. When we come out of the Tibetan Buddhist Pavilion, I will ask her to come to you at night!"

"Don't talk nonsense..."

……

"You men really have nothing good..."

In a corner of this small hall, Su Rong and Ye Chu hid in the dark, and naturally they heard the conversation between the two below. Su Rong gave Ye Chu an angry look.

Faced with this innocent disaster, Ye Chu could only smile helplessly: "Am I not a good thing?"

"You are the worst..." Su Rong glared at Ye Chu angrily, and muttered, "Look at how many women you have offended now..."

"Are you jealous? Su Xiaorong?" Ye Chu looked at Su Rong pickingly.

Su Rong's complexion was flushed, but her expression dimmed, and she lowered her head and said: "I don't have that qualification..."

"Su Xiaorong..." Ye Chu snorted softly, reached out his hand to support Su Rong's chin, looked at this beautiful face, and said solemnly, "Although I don't know what you have experienced, but I I hope you know that I, Ye Chu, will never be rejected by a woman, not before, and never in the future."

"But I refused you..." Su Rong showed a smile.

Ye Chu's face came to her mouth, her eyes flashed with golden light, and she coldly snorted: "I don't want to repeat the same thing a second time. Your rejection of me back then, I am right when you are testing me. , From the day we meet again, you should know that you are my Ye Chu’s woman......"

"Uh..."

Faced with Ye Chu's domineering confession, Su Rong felt a sense of happiness in her heart, but her expression became a bit bitter when she thought of her current situation.

"You Su Rongsheng is my Ye Chu's person, and death is my Ye Chu's ghost..." Ye Chu patted her cheek with his hand and said meaningfully, "Even if I become an old man, I won't be in this life. You will be allowed to marry someone else. If I can’t recover from my health, you can keep me alive..."