Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 3321: Eternal Song
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Immemorial Great Desolation.
The female emperor stood lightly, looking up at the blue sky, looking through the void, but not through the illusion, let alone through the original time and space, even at the peak.
So far, Ye Chen has been around for many days.
But she knew that the flow of time between the two time and space must be different.
Perhaps, there have been hundreds of years.
Chu Lingyu and Hongchen Xue are also here, waiting silently, since they don't want Ye Chen and Hongchen to have an accident, any one of them will change and they will never come.
Boom! Rumble!
The Huangdi robbery is endless, every few days, there will be such a event.
Today, it is different.
Holy Demon Realm, Evil Demon Realm, and Heaven Demon Realm all have the calamity of the Desolate Emperor, and they are the same instant catastrophe. Looking at the two eras, this is unparalleled in the ages, and the movement is not generally vast, but everyone knows, that At least two of the three demon of Zheng Huang Di Jie must be buried in Heavenly Tribulation, because there is only one Huang Emperor.
The fact is more embarrassing than imagined.
At least two dead, obviously not enough, the three domains were directly rounded up, and there was no one Advancing Rank, all souls were scattered, and the same Heavenly Tribulation was also buried in the same instant.
"Damn it."
Don't talk about a generation of holy demons. Even the Emperors of Tian and Er frowned. What's the situation? One is going to die, one is in the dark, lacking the good fortune?
No one gave an answer.
There are certain secrets that God doesn't know, let alone them.
On this day, not only Huang Dijie.
The universe just fell silent, and there was nothingness, a black sun evolved, and then the second round, the third round... until the seventh round.
It's just that they are all illusory.
"Here is the devil rushing to the Qisha again?" Too many new emperors frowned. Although they are not very clear, they can vaguely see, the destructive power is slowly gathering.
"As expected."
The gods are carrying the flask, and the words are leisurely. Last time, the demon charged with the seven evil spirits and was destroyed by the future man and Ye Chen. It was only temporary. The heaven was there, and the gods charged with the seven evil spirits. It was only a matter of time to manifest. The difference is late.
"Time is running out, don't regret it."
The Emperor Ming stroked his beard, and said something very deep. As he said, he did not forget to glance at the emperor, including Emperor Xuan and Emperor Gui, with slanted eyes.
The meaning! It's still obvious:
The one called Mengmo, who should be teased, what kind of face he wants.
Is this a face problem?
The emperor is honest, and if he is shameless, he can turn the dream monster home, which is easier to handle. The problem is that he can't resist beating! That girl will kill him.
"These four are funny."
Many Heavenly Sovereigns took a deep breath, the illusion of the heavenly demons rushing to the Qisha all came out, the era of destruction has gradually begun, and the entire heavens are actively preparing for war. With regard to these four goods, they are still discussing the daughter-in-law. Son, it’s not a special product or a collector’s edition all day long. It seems that I haven’t done a serious thing.
Just get used to it.
The emperor of the heavens is very calm. The folkway is like this. When it is unreliable, it is very unreliable. When it is serious, they are all crazy madmen and fight fiercely.
The original time and space.
In the blank universe, Ye Chen sits cross-legged, not enlightening, but listening to the eternal fairy tune, the wisps of piano sound, seemingly faintly resounding.
The sound of the piano is melodious, ancient and beautiful.
Compared to it, Ye Chen wants to know who the piano player is. It’s no ordinary **** who can play such a fairy tune. I don’t know whether it’s coincidence or deliberate, it can lead the little baby of punishment away. If he learns After this song, the changing time and space can probably lead the little baby over, and it is hope to find it.
This sitting has been for many years.
Even though the universe of the sky has become a blank, there is no concept of time, but Ye Chen has eternity and can record the time, which is about a thousand years.
He hasn't moved at all for this thousand years.
And Xiaowa, who has not returned for a thousand years, only that eternal song will resound every hundred years, and every time I listen to it, it seems to have a different story, with sadness, sigh, and joy. , There are also vicissitudes of life, a piece of music has performed thousands of emotions, and every note is an eternal beating.
Naturally, he has not been wasting this millennium.
Every time there is music for piano, he will engrave it with Tao, and then evolve in eternity. For him, he has learned the true meaning of music for more than a thousand years.
So, another hundred years have passed.
The eternal song seems to be annihilated, and there has been no response for a hundred years.
In the 200th year, Xiaowa came back.
Ye Chen only opened her eyes until now. The little baby who came back from going out seemed to be more depressed than before, shrugging her head, lacking energy, and no more brilliant smile that day, even when she passed by Ye Chen, It did not react at all.
"Loss of love?"
Ye Chen murmured, no matter what time and space, I have never seen a little baby so decadent, like a stupid boy who went to propose a marriage, and was driven out of the house by his in-laws.
Of course, this is just a metaphor.
Why does this happen to Xiaowa? There must be an unknown secret.
This year, the little baby fell asleep.
Ye Chen didn’t leave, but stayed by the side of the little baby, staying at her side, studying it as well as peeking at it. I really want to know what the existence above the heaven has gone through, and what is it hiding? What kind of story.
No matter what, there have been no results for a hundred years.
It wasn't until the 300th year that I heard the piano music resoundingly, gracefully and dreamily.
The little baby did not move, sleeping peacefully.
Ye Chen did not move either, and closed its eyes cross-legged, marking the eternal song in meditation.
Qin tunes, come and go quickly.
Looking at the sleeping baby, there is a strange change. The shape changes inch by inch. In other words, from the appearance of a child, he has grown into a handsome boy.
"It's so raw and cooked."
Ye Chen fixed his eyes and stared, the boy in the form of a teenager, like a person.
Who is it like?
Like Zhao Yun.
When the little baby grows up to a young age, it will no longer look like, and it will be exactly the same as Zhao Yunsheng's. Whoever looks at it will be carved out of a mold.
"Is this the secret you are hiding?"
Ye Chen, sitting cross-legged, looking up and down the little baby, and in your mouth, you refer to Zhao Yun, knowing that it is not simple, it involves the eternal fairyland, and the little baby also involves the eternal fairyland, he The two are afraid that there is a weird relationship between the two, maybe they are twin brothers, or the parents.
"Interesting." Ye Chen said deeply.
I don't know why, seeing Xiaowa's face now, his hands are a little itchy, and I don't know whether it's because of Xiaowa's upset or Zhao Yun's upset.
At this time, it seems obviously the latter.
Under his testimony, the little baby grew up from youth to middle age, and then to old age, inch by inch of vicissitudes, year after year of aging, until it became a dust, scattered in the boundless unknown, even Ye Chen, and again It's hard to trace.
He knew that Xiaowa was still there.
It's just that the little guy changed his way of being.
Blink, another hundred years.
As expected by Ye Chen, dust particles reunited, and they became the "Xing Zi" baby.
Of course, it still hasn't awakened.
The beautiful piano sound also sets the scene in time. After a hundred years, it resounds through the unknown again, with a touch of sadness, and a touch of sadness, which has been sounding for a hundred years.
"It should be a woman."
Ye Chen murmured, listened quietly in the closed eyes, as if to see a beautiful figure, dancing under the moon, playing the piano in the clouds, and smiled like a dream, it was she who played the eternal The song touched legends and myths.
But Ye Chen exhausted his sights and couldn't see who it was.
However, no matter where you look at it, that shadow looks a bit familiar.
The protection is not complete, he still recognizes it.
This is interesting. In eternity, outside the universe, how many secrets are hidden? Is it because he is ignorant, or cultivation is not enough to see the truth.
The sound of the piano stopped again.
Looking at Xingzi Xiaowa, she woke up again and sat alone in a daze.
Weird changes, staged again.
It was the little baby who grew up into a teenager at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's so raw and cooked."
With the same sentence, Ye Chen carried it again, with strange eyes.
When the little baby becomes a young man, there is a little more confusion in the strangeness.
This time, Xiaowa's face is not in touch with Zhao Yun, but it is exactly the same as his Ye Chen, so he looked at it, thinking it was looking in the mirror.
What to do, it's still itchy hands.
Ye Dashao's expression made this statement very well.
Because the heavens and people are not here, otherwise, they must be relieved.
Even if you look at your own face, your hands are itchy. You can see how unattractive your Ye Chen is. Pick one out and want to beat you up!
The **** is bullshit.
At the critical moment, the tenth emperor of Grand Chu is still very reliable. He is watching all the time. He understands when the baby grows up to Zhao Yun, but when he grows up, it is very strange.
Ah...!
When he watched, the little baby screamed suddenly, which should have used all his strength, roaring up to the sky, anger and sorrow. Every sound came from Soul.
Mmm...!
After that, it was the sobbing of the little baby, kneeling there, like a humble prisoner, with unkempt long hair, covering half of his face, crying tears streaming down his face.
It is eternal tears, and the light of vicissitudes is shining.
Ye Chen was silent, the little baby cried too painfully, he seemed to feel the same way, Soul also felt sore, subconsciously touching the corners of his eyes, it was already wet.
What's wrong with this.
At this moment, a kind of unprecedented confusion, the Ye Chen state of mind was trapped.
Suspicious fog, too much suspicious fog.
If Zhao Yun is related to Xiaowa, then he and Xiaowa can't get rid of the relationship, otherwise so many people, why have they become the two because of eternity?
Hahaha...!
The little baby is like crazy, howling and crying, and then laughing again, the more he smiles, the more tears in his eyes, whether it is crying or laughing, really like a madman.
It's gone, with a disheveled hair, like a dead body without its soul, or a dead body, never drunk or drunk, but it walks staggering all the way.
Ye Chen followed silently. From the young boy's body, I didn't know it was his back, as well as Zhao Yun's, crying and laughing, laughing and crying.
Gradually, he couldn't keep up with Xiaowa.
It's out of the universe again, it's still so crazy, across the barrier of the universe, it seems to hear his crying and laughing, and the eternal song that resounds suddenly, intertwined into a funeral song, listening to Ye Chen can't help Tears filled his eyes.
He hasn't seen the little baby for 800 years since then.
There is also the eternal song, which hasn't played again in these eight hundred years.
Ye Chen hasn’t left, but is still waiting, waiting for the piano sound, he hasn’t learned it; also waiting for the little baby, yet he hasn’t figured out its identity, and came to the original time and space. The mind of this clear and bright is dead. A layer of hazy and hazy confusion.