Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 929: The Walking Dead
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The Yun Ruogu at night is peaceful and peaceful.
In front of the bamboo house, the peach blossoms fluttered and landed on Ye Chen, covering his half body.
He slept peacefully, his eyebrows closed, his face pale white, his expression was painful, his sweat drenched his clothes, and he seemed to be having a nightmare, and his hands were flapping randomly.
When the devil rushes to the seven evils, it's time for the immortals to fight!
It is this lingering discourse again, like a Buddha chanting scriptures, and his ears and his mind endure forever, over and over again, like a curse, which makes him asleep more painfully.
Replacement of the sun and the moon, reincarnation day and night.
In a blink of an eye, three or five days passed by quietly.
It wasn't until a moonlit night that he was completely buried by peach blossoms that he sat up.
Where is this!
He shook his head, full of eyes looked at this quiet and peaceful paradise confusedly, everything in front of him was familiar and strange, and the fluttering petals looked dreamlike in his wooden eyes. .
Who am I!
Silent night, he murmured to himself.
I do n’t know when he got up. Every time he went under a peach tree, he looked at the two words engraved on it with his eyes confused.
He left and walked out of Yunruo Valley.
Under the moonlit night, he has a slow pace, no goal and no direction. He walks on the vast earth, unable to distinguish between reality and illusion, and dreams and reality. The memory of the hole is full of devastation. The wisdom makes him like a walking dead.
Who am I! who am I!
The cold world, such murmur, intermittently.
Ye Chen stopped, in front of a stream, the stream was gurgling, very clear, but he could not wash his eyes turbid,
I do n’t know when, he left again, haunting in the mountains, walking in Nether Valley, wandering in the sun, wandering in the dark, like a lone soul ghost, unable to find his home, unable to find his hometown .
Day after day, spring comes to autumn.
Between heaven and earth, the time-annual ring does not know how long it has rolled. It may be three or five days, or maybe three or five years.
..................
This is a majestic wall that stretches for more than three million miles. It is like a giant dragon that divides Nan Chu and Bei Chu.
Yes, Nan Chu has completed such a huge project.
Looking away, the city walls are tall and magnificent, with lights shining everywhere and engraved with lines, and there are heavens on the walls cultivator patrolling back and forth holding Chang Ge, but anyone who breaks hard will be killed on the spot. .
Nantianmen, Nanchu leads to the largest gate of Beichu, facing Beichu.
Under the moonlight, a white-haired woman stopped under the Nantianmen. She was wearing a colorful fairy costume and a white cloak. The white hair swayed without the wind, and the fairy clothing was not stained with dust. Under the moonlight, she was holy and flawless, like a dream Fantasy-like beauty.
"Nan Chu Tian Ting." Looking quietly at Nan Tian Men, she whispered, the mist in the beautiful eyes, condensed into frost under the moonlight.
"Sister." A choked voice sounded, Nantianmen opened wide, Chu Ling'er flew out, full of eyes tears, across a long distance, rushed into the arms of the white-haired woman, "You are finally back."
...........
On the vast ground, Ye Chen is still wandering and never stops. His clothes, under the wind and the sun, have become a little ragged, and his mouth is full of stubble, like a beggar.
He has a thin figure and his back is lonely.
His body is sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, and sometimes accompanied by scenes of strange pictures: this is the land of birds and flowers, when he walks by, it becomes grassless; this is a dry scorched earth, when he walks , But became lush.
In front, people began to move, and carriages walked slowly. The horse team carried the goods, some darts, some businessmen, and sometimes rough laughter came from the team.
Ye Chen came quietly and muttered to himself, and the nagging of the gods made the whole team stunned for a moment.
"80% is a beggar." Someone glanced up and down at Ye Chen.
"That's not easy to say, the gods are nagging, in my opinion it should have been hit."
"Hello, brother." A man with a big knife reached out and patted Ye Chen on the shoulder.
However, if the big hand shot in the air, he could not touch the body of Ye Chen, but penetrated the body of Ye Chen, as if the body of Ye Chen was unreal.
This .....!
The big man was stunned, and the horsemen were stunned, and **** hell during the day.
Ye Chen walked slowly like a ghost, no sound, no trace left. After a long time after he left, the team ’s talents reacted, "Go, go, this person is too evil. "
Ye Chen is on the road again, there is no return, no direction.
His form is even more weird. During walking, he was still a young man at the last moment. After stepping out, his figure shrank and became a teenager. After a few steps, he became a child, and then from the child Became a teenager, from a teenager to a youth, from a youth to a middle-aged, from middle-aged to an elderly.
This ...!
On the vast ground, people walking in twos and threes stopped by one after another, looking at Ye Chen in disbelief.
"Grandpa, how strange is that person?" A childish voice sounded, only to discover that it was a child, looking at the walking Ye Chen in a bamboo basket carried by an old man.
Plop! thump!
The fairy tales of the children just fell, and the stunned people suddenly fell on their knees, "Fairy, where is the fairy!"
Ye Chen has no words and walks through step by step without leaving any trace.
It's getting late, coming late into the night.
He set foot on an ancient city, expression Mu Ne, eyes dumbfounded.
Although his body is solid, he walks through the attic and the palace. It is not the illusion of the attic palace, but his illusion.
Ghost!
Soon, the quiet ancient city rang out the cry of howling and howling, and one after another, one wave after another.
Imagine sleeping soundly, or playing hello. Suddenly someone walks past your bed, and the gods are nagging, the feeling, the picture, is not like a ghost.
The riots are not limited to this ancient city, but any ancient city that Ye Chen walks through will cause **.
At night, in the ancient palace of the sky blue kingdom, the sky blue monarch knelt outside a Taoist temple, "Shangxian, in the skyland of recent days, there are ghosts and chaos in the skyland, and people are panic.
"It's been a while, and I'm bringing Baiyunju." A Taoist came out of Taoist temple, with a sharp-billed monkey's gills, and looked carefully. Isn't that the young cultivator named Li Xiao?
In the dark, this man climbed up on his horse and went straight to the side.
This picture looks a bit funny. It ’s a magnificent cultivator, but it ’s a mortal horse, and it ’s fine if you do n’t want to drop it. It ’s not ordinary poor, even a walking beast.
Ghost!
Under the moonlight night, the horrified shouts of an ancient city became a whole piece again, all because the ghost Ye Chen came, and the children all over the city were crying.
Ye Chen stopped and looked at Sifang in confusion. Three or two seconds later, this moved his footsteps in everyone's eyes.
Oh ...!
Then Li Xiao came here, riding on the majestic majesty of Baiyunju, carrying the spirit sword previously given to him by Ye Chen.
Of course, when looking at the appearance of Ye Chen, an inattentive person, the whole person was planted from the horse's back, thanks to his cultivator, with Spiritual Power body protection, otherwise he will be fell into a fool on the spot.
"See ... seen seniors." The fellow climbed up and crawled under the feet of Ye Chen.
"You ... have you seen me?" Ye Chen said, Li Xiao was not stupid, but he was completely stunned by the words Ye Chen.
"See ... seen." After a moment of stun, Li Xiao nodded hurriedly.
"Who am I." Ye Chen has a hoarse voice without any emotion.
"You are ... you are ..." Li Xiao opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer. It wasn't that he didn't want to answer, but he didn't know it at all. Although Ye Chen gave him a spirit sword, He didn't tell him who he was.
Suddenly, Ye Chen turned around, his body was sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, sometimes old, and sometimes young, and behind him, Li Xiao was shocked, "This senior, too ... "
Ye Chen is gone again, quietly and quietly.
Li Xiao wanted to keep up, but he still stopped after all. When Ye Chen disappeared, he pulled up his sleeves and screamed at those mortals. "Look at everything, go back to bed."
As soon as this word came out, the last moment was still in a state of mortal mortals, and was scared away. Compared with the ghost-like character of Ye Chen, in their eyes, the fairy in front of him was the most terrible.
In the dark night, Ye Chen walked muddled, still no direction.
This is another long journey, he walked out of the ancient kingdom of sky blue, came to another mortal kingdom, walked through ancient cities, stepped over the land, leaving no traces.
Kill!
In the dark night, the sound of shouting and killing is like the tide of the sea, and the sound of Jin Ge iron horses is shaking.
Looking away, it is a black silhouette, such as two black **, which are rushing to each other at the moment.
This is a mortal war. Although the scene is not as huge as cultivator, it is also a human life like a mustard. The dark night is covered with a **** veil, and the vast earth is stained with blood.
At the time of the fierce battle between the two sides, Ye Chen appeared like a ghost, and the strange form went along with it while walking.
Ghost!
Soon, the shouting became a horrified shout. Both generals and soldiers lost their helmets at the same time to remove their armor. They were not fighting, fleeing furiously, as if defeated.
The vast battlefield instantly became empty.
Here, there are only the raging blood wind, the corpses on the ground, the sword and halberd diagonally inserted in the battlefield, and the battle flag roaring in the blood wind.
Ye Chen walked by, behind him was a series of **** footprints. As he walked by, the **** battlefield began to wreak havoc with yellow sand, burying the **** corpse and the blood-stained blade.
I do n’t know when, there was a heavy snowfall between heaven and earth, and the vast world was instantly covered with a white coat.
Along the way, the muddy Ye Chen saw more mortals starved to death by the roadside, and more innocent people killed by war. This world is cruel. Where there is desire, there will be blood bones.
The rugged mountain road, Ye Chen stopped, and looked quietly at his side.
There was a woman, curled up in a snowdrift, breathless, frozen and motionless.
Beside her, there is a two- or three-year-old baby girl whose hands are freezing red. She is shaking her hard at the moment. The naive and brilliant baby girl is ignorant and thinks her mother is asleep.
"My mother, I am hungry." The little girl stared at the woman with wide eyes and saw that she did not respond. Then she crawled away. Her red hands kept picking up the snow and looking for something to eat.
It was too cold, she was frozen, her small body curled up there, and a small soiled grass root was held in her small hand.
Ye Chen moved his footsteps, and his subconscious kindness made him pick up the baby girl and disappeared into the snow. After he walked by, the woman was buried by the snow and the soul returned to the world.
At night, a ruined temple lit a bonfire.
Ye Chen sat there quietly, expression Mu Ne, his eyes were cloudy, and I wondered what to think.
On one side, the little girl was sitting on a cotton coat, holding a spirit fruit, and buried her head to eat Zhengxiang.
"Big Brother, Ruoxi misses her mother." I don't know when, the little girl raised her head, raised her small face, and looked at Ye Chen with big eyes.