Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1083: Not old Hengyue


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Silent night, Ye Chen walked out of the 100,000 mountains, reflected the moonlight, and walked under the sky endlessly.

He is about to decide to leave.

This may be the last time he walked on this land.

This walk may not come back long ago.

He laughs a little bit vicissitudes, and there are too many memories of him here.

He has been looking around all the way. It seems that he wants to imprint this great river in Soul, so that he can have memories that can be remembered when he looks at the sky on the other side of the starry sky.

Northern Earthquake Cangyuan, he stopped lightly and stood on top of a mountain, overlooking the Haotian family, but he did not set foot in the end, and the cause and effect with that family, everything is in the dark .

When the breeze blew, he turned around silently and went to the ancient city of Jianyuan, saying goodbye to a cup of muddy wine from Venerable.

After that, he looked at Zhujian City, Beihai Family and Xuantian Family from afar, but Chen Rongyun and Li Zhang, but did not see Wei Wenzhuo.

With a slight smile, he turned around again and went to the Black Dragon Island and Panlong waters, leaving Secret Laws for the juniors of Wu Sanbao and Niu Shisan.

Heaven Sect family, he stayed for a long time, still did not go in, did not see Heaven Sect Old Ancestor and Chu Lingyu, those younger generations are still diligently practicing at night, and each expression is firm.

With another smile, Ye Chen left silently and went to the ancient city of Tianlong.

In this ancient city, he found many opportunities, dragon blood, Great Principle Divine Iron, and a piece of wood carving that could have the word Ye Chen. He knew that the wood carving was carved by the old Hongchen.

Out of the ancient city of Tianlong, he set foot on the vast earth again.

This time, like a tourist, he went all the way to the Spring and Autumn City, looked over the Yan Huang headquarters, visited the four great families, stopped at the Ouyang family, and worshiped the Chuhai Divine Soldier.

The next way, he found the ancient land of the descendants of the emperor and stood silently in front of the Nine Emperor Spirit.

He did not enter the ancient land of the kings. That one of the venerable kings is the king of the world, but when the time comes, the masters of the world are also bowing to their destiny. This is a lifetime. regret.

Walking through the cultivator world of Bei Chu, he came to the mortal world.

This is a royal palace, that is a small grave, a trembling old man, holding a broom to sweep the fallen leaves.

Yan'er, he came to see you.

Xu Shizhao knew that it was Ye Chen, Liu Qingquan held the broom and turned and left with a trembling shake.

Ye Chen stepped forward, sat down, reclined on the tombstone, took out the jug, and quietly drank hard liquor.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Suddenly, the sad voice sounded in his ear again, and the woman playing the piano appeared in his mind. Perhaps this life would never hear her playing the piano again, and never see the shadow again.

Liu Ruyan, miss your piano sound!

Ye Chen has a hoarse voice and laughter.

I do n’t know when, he just got up, stumbled drunk, and his back was bleak.

Under the moonlight night, he returned to Nanchu.

Before Azure Cloud Sect, he stood silently, looking at the younger child, and smiled.

In the Zhengyang Sect, in front of the statue of Ji Ningshuang, he spilled a glass of wine, and the woman who made him feel complicated, guarding him until death, made a promise of the afterlife, but did not get the answer she wanted.

Next, he was boundless and went to many places, Dancheng, Sacred Mountain of the East, Southern Border, Western Shu ..., but basically all hurried away.

Another quiet night, he returned to Hengyue Sect.

The Hengyue in the night is quiet and peaceful, and once again restores the former spirit, like a fairyland on earth.

Ye Chen walked up the stone steps step by step. When he passed the Xiaoling Garden, he saw Zhang Fengnian. Although he was only about ten years old, he was more like a late old man. When the night was quiet, he seemed to be in a daze. Think Hu Wa and Kitty.

Ye Chen has not entered, step by step to the stone steps, just like he was on Hengyue for the first time.

Before Wind and Cloud Podium, he stopped quietly.

In the past, it was here. He defeated one disciple after another. The name Ye Chen also made a fortune here. Now it is more than two decades. Looking at the battle platform, it seems that he still has his figure.

With a vicissitude of laughter, he moved his footsteps and looked all the way to the left, hoping to imprint every mountain here in his bones.

Besides Spirit Pill Pavilion, he saw the Xu Fu that he was studying in the ancient books. Even at night, he still did n’t dare to slack off, as if he wanted to restore the old Refining Pills technique in the shortest time.

Why not go in!

Behind, Qi Yue whispered that she was only ten years old, but her beautiful eyes showed expression which was not commensurate with her age. It was a woman's tenderness, and there were also the vicissitudes of the past.

I will not enter!

Ye Chen smiled and said it was sad.

Qi Yue nibbled at the teeth, gently stepped forward, and embraced Ye Chen. The clean cheeks were attached to Ye Chen ’s chest for the first time, as if knowing that Ye Chen was leaving Grand Chu.

Two or three seconds later, she took a step back, with tears in her smile, hazy eyes, and expression a little sad.

Remember to come back!

She turned her back, tears in her eyes, and finally crossed the poignant cheek, not wanting to see the figure go away with her own eyes.

When she turned around again, the thin figure was gone, she squatted on the ground, her hands clasped her knees, and the crystal tears dripped down, no matter how she was reincarnated. , That person is gone, maybe she can't meet again, she is not the one who accompanies him after all.

Ye Chen has stepped into Myriad Treasures Pavilion.

Pang Dahai lay down on the seat and saw Ye Chen walk in and raised his eyebrows, "Boy, do n’t steal things."

After speaking, he fell into a false sleep.

Ye Chen smiled and stood quietly, looking at Myriad Treasures Pavilion in Yiru's time, and looking at himself in that year.

He left, but Pang Dahai opened his eyes, walked two steps to the door, supported the door frame, and looked at the direction of Ye Chen leaving. It seemed that he knew that Ye Chen was leaving and did not want to say too much sad words.

Little guy, go all the way!

Suddenly, Pang Dahai raised his big hand and rocked it gently.

The Spirit Artifact Pavilion, Ye Chen stopped again, knowing that Zhou Dafu was looking at him inside, but he didn't go in.

Next, he tossed and turned to a lot of places, Spirit Herbs Park, Compendium Pavilion, Tianyang Peak, went to Hengyue Houshan, looked at the old flowers and plants, and remembered his strange old years.

Back to Inner Sect, he looked around and looked at Yang Dingtian, but he didn't say goodbye.

Finally, he walked up to 'Fairy Maiden Peak' and sat on top of the mountain.

The whole Grand Chu, where he is most reluctant is still here, here are two of his favorite women.

I do n’t know how long before I saw a figure come up, it was Huo Teng.

Seeing Ye Chen sitting quietly, the Huo Teng carrying the wine altar came slowly and sat beside Ye Chen. Without saying a word, he handed one of the wines to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took it, and it was speechless.

This altar, Xu is very strong. After drinking Huo Teng, he fell asleep, still dreaming of familiar names in his sleep.

It was late at night before he got up and stepped into the sky, quietly looking at the Spirit Mountain in a fairyland behind him.

The world is not lacking, Hengyue is not old!

Ye Chen smiled, turned silently, and walked away.

After he left, all the silhouettes of the attic, the palaces, and the peaks of Hengyue walked out, and everyone did not sleep. Looking at the direction of departure of Ye Chen, they raised their palms to say goodbye.

The young man, he left.

Perhaps, goodbye is thousands of years later.


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