Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1751: Painting

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With the emotion of sighed, Ye Chen has stepped into the realm of the world.

Behind them, those eyes are in awe.

Being trapped by love, he was able to surpass himself in such a short period of time, and defeated the emperor and the emperor. It was really not easy.

It's hard to bear the pain that others can't bear.

The world is beginning to believe that the undefeated record of the Eucharist Ye Chen is not only based on strength, but also a heart like iron.

Inadvertently, too many people looked at Zhao Yun.

If you say evil, this guy is comparable to Ye Chen.

These two products, do n’t be too natural, one is squatting and the other is defeating Bai Zhi, which makes two supremes and has no face.

Suddenly, too many people are pulling their beards, and they are all admonishing themselves in their hearts: do n’t mess with these two sluts.

Dare to fold the Supreme Face, there is nothing to dare to do.

Zhao Yunqian coughed, turned and walked away.

Ming Jue also coughed, he was already very hot, and after the battle with Zhao Yun, it was all over the Yincao Difu, and the thieves were ashamed.

On his departure, the visitors also left, and before leaving, they did not forget to pay respects to Boundary Mountains and respectfully.

There are also many people whispering, the emperor is really suffocating.

In front of the Boundary Mountains, only Angelica left, and some laughed at themselves.

On bloodline, her bloodline is infinitely close to Honghuang Yuanfeng, in a sense, it is better than 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique'.

In terms of background, he is an emperor and emperor. Since the beginning of self-cultivation, he has inherited the immortal law. This point cannot be compared with Ye Chen.

On Xiuwei, she has been holy for centuries, Realms has reached the bottleneck, only a slight difference, is the Quasi Saint king, also stronger than Ye Chen.

However, she lost. Under the premise of taking advantage of her advantage, she lost all her defeat. The so-called arrogance is a joke.

She is underestimate and Ye Chen. His mentality, actual combat ability, and open-mindedness absolutely crush her, and defeat is inevitable.

There are people outside, there are mountains outside the mountains. This era is so extraordinary.

Once again, she shook her head helplessly and stood at the top when she was a child, but she was short-sighted because she was standing too high.

Thinking in her heart, she also took a breath and followed in.

The boy in Ye Chen was so fierce that he did n’t start off with too much weight, so that she was seriously injured and needed time to convalesce.

In the Boundary Mountains, Ye Chen walked slowly, reaching the small bamboo forest.

The Emperor Famine was there, sitting leisurely, a generation of godless, dressed in plain clothes, immortal wind bones, quietly brewing tea.

"The junior Ye Chen, have seen the predecessor." Ye Chen salute.

"Come and sit." Di Huang smiled and said mildly.

Ye Chen stepped forward, half an year later, sitting opposite Di Huang again, although supreme, but he did not have the slightest majesty.

He should be very honored, a generation of supreme, actually served tea for him, these things spread out, most people no one believes.

Looking at the haggard Ye Chen, Emperor Huang sighed.

The end of Ye Chen was all caused by him.

The supreme also has love. How much he loves the moon, he knows how much Ye Chen loves Chu Ling, Ye Chen's state of mind, he understands it.

However, if he does it again, he will not hesitate.

It ’s strange to blame. The six reincarnations are terrible. This is cruel. Although the process is cruel, it can save Ye Chen and help him nirvana.

Before the ages, he lost. He did n’t want Ye Chen, but also lost.

An old regret has already ruined the ancestors. Do n’t let the future generations also die, even if it is cruel.

"Senior, I have become Saint, can I return to the heavens." Ye Chen said, his voice was hoarse and could not hide the vicissitudes.

"Did you put her down?" Emperor Huang said indifferently, his words lingering.

"Let ... let go." Ye Chen said, trying to squeeze out a smile, it was far-fetched, and his heart was hurting.

"Whether or not to let go, is not determined by mouth, but by heart."

"The junior lay down, please ask the senior to let me go through the barrier."

"In your current state, I will let you go with is impossible." Emperor Huang bleakly brought a trace of dignity and majesty.

"Then when will I ... return to the heavens." Ye Chen asked.

Di Huang didn't say a word, didn't speak, only brushed his sleeve gently, and the next moment, he saw a woman who appeared in the small bamboo forest.

Looking closely, it is Bai Zhi, his disciple.

Bai Zhi was stunned. He had just entered the boudoir and was ready to heal. This breath was not brought to his breath before he was brought by Emperor Huang.

It's also a matter of not taking off your clothes, otherwise ... it's embarrassing.

This girl is very puzzled. I do n’t know what Emperor Huang asked her to do. Ye Chen is even more puzzled. I do n’t know where Emperor Huang sang.

"When to draw Angelica, when to let you go through the barrier."

Under the doubtful eyes of the two, Emperor Huang got up, left his sleeves, and his body was unreal, one step at a time, until he disappeared.

Ye Chen frowned, somewhat surprised, just ... that simple?

Bai Zhi's expression is also strange enough. Master called her to be a model? This ... was a bit unprepared.

Here, Ye Chen has removed the pen and paper and hangs in the air.

Bai Zhi straightened Li Xiufa's hair and found a place to sit down. This was the first time she had done such a thing.

Ye Chen's eyes were calm, expression had no emotions, he glanced at Angelica dahurica, then waved his hands and meditated.

Bai Zhi's expression is indifferent, as if the statue is still.

Sometimes, I will raise my eyes and glance at Ye Chen.

She has always been aiming at respecting her master. She has made great hopes that one day she will surpass her master.

The appearance of the Holy Communion Ye Chen has become another goal for her.

Emperor Dao contends for victory. Only when he defeats him can he reach the top, and only by defeating him can he surpass the emperor shortage.

The bamboo forest fell into peace, only a ray of wind was blowing.

Sit alone and draw alone. This scene is a bit weird.

Not long ago, the two were still fighting outside the world.

How long has it been since, and the whole piece is really embarrassing. It is really unnatural to be stared at by such a man.

She would n’t sit here honestly unless she was ordered by her dear.

The time passes by one minute and one second, Ye Chen has a pen, and the strokes never stop, it can be described as one go.

On the white scroll, a female prototype has been outlined.

The painter of Ye Chen is still good. The paintings are vivid, with a smile and a hair, all of which are very vivid.

I don't know when I saw him stop, staring at the painting he made, his expression was in a trance, and his eyes were hazy.

"You ... haven't finished painting yet?" Bai Zhi glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen didn't speak. If it didn't seem to be heard, he was still looking at the painting. It can be seen that there were tears flashing in his eyes.

Bai Zhi frowned, what did he do, draw a picture, and cried.

Is it still said that this girl looks really ... so pretty?

Ye Chen smiles, raises his hand subconsciously, gently touches the scroll, his eyes are full of tenderness, just like looking at his wife.

"Now that I have finished painting, I will go away." Bai Zhi couldn't sit down anymore, and got up immediately, and the lotus stepped, and his expression was like a fantasy.

Xu is intrigued by curiosity. When passing by Ye Chen, she subconsciously glanced at the painting drawn by Ye Chen.

I also want to see what exactly Ye Chen paints her. It looks so fascinating and tears ooze.

It does n’t matter that she stopped her on the spot.

In the portrait, where is her, clearly another woman.

More precisely, it is the bridge **** ... Chu Ling'er.

For a time, the Angelica chinensis's chest undulated violently, and sparks bloomed in his eyes. It seemed that there was a sign that he was going to swell.

The old lady is really idle, sitting for so long, feeling that you are drawing another woman like me, too angry.

I just want to ask, what is the value of my existence, am I amused with you? I'm not painting me, you said it earlier!

Silent Ye Chen, with no foreign body in mind, has never felt that Angelica is looking at him, and that pair of eyes that want to eat people.

He still looks at the painting, Chu Ling's painting.

He did n’t know, obviously he was painting Bai Zhi, but the ghost of the gods painted Chu Ling, and portrayed her as the best.

Obviously, he ca n’t forget Chu Ling, nor can he put down the most beloved woman, even painting, and also her appearance.

How can you let go, that is the favorite woman, the love of three hundred years, said let go and let go, he thought he could not do it.