Reborn 80,000 Years Chapter 85: The dead are like husbands

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Chapter 85 The dead are like a husband

One line, the master, loves you all.

I also said that I have done my frustration for 80,000 years.

"Get up." Yang Chen said softly.

The two old men nodded immediately, and stood up with each other's support, but there were still tears on their faces.

Yang Chen sighed and said: "Unexpectedly, you are getting old too."

Once upon a time...

An unruly knight, a simple-faced servant, a cheering yellow dog, drinking and riding in the sunset.

And now...

The servants are old, the yellow dogs are decayed, and when they get together, even the knights are nothing but wrongs.

"Master, is it really you?" The old man turned into a big yellow dog looked cloudy, as if he couldn't believe it now. The old face trembling lightly, trembling: "Master...Is the old slave dreaming? You? , Really came back?"

"Monster Lord!"

The other old man laughed and wept with joy: "Yao Zun, really is the master! I know his tone, it must be his old man who is back!"

As soon as these words came out, Chen Huangxin felt a little bit, and tears came out again.

"Okay, okay, don't cry." Yang Chen laughed, touched his head, and joked: "Why, are you unhappy when I am back?"

"Happy! Happy!" Chen Huang wiped away her tears, and said: "The old slave dreams of looking forward to his master's return! The old slave is happy, so happy to cry!"

Hearing this, Yang Chen felt very unhappy in his heart.

The journey of rebirth, for him, is just between opening and closing eyes.

For the deceased, 80,000 years have passed!

He can imagine how hard this time will be for them.

"It is said that people are the primates of heaven and earth, but in the end, sometimes dogs are more loyal than people." Yang Chen sighed in his heart, patted Chenhuang's shoulder, and said: "Ahuang, these I have suffered for you in years."

Dust Huang quickly said: "The master shouldn't say such things. If it weren't for the master, I would be dead now! The old slave's life belongs to the master!"

He still remembers that 80,000 years ago, when Chen Huang was still a weak demon dog, he was injured by a hunter and wanted to sell it to the market. If it weren't for Yang Chen's sudden appearance and rescue him, I am afraid that Chenhuang would have already become a rich Chinese food.

Without Yang Chen, he would not have been exposed to martial arts, practice, and even more would not become the demon venerable now!

His splendor in his life was bestowed by Yang Chen!

"Good."

Yang Chen nodded, only spit out one word.

This word made Chenhuang tears again.

For so many years, few people can agree with Yang Chen. He was able to say the word "good", which meant that Yang Chen understood Chen Huang's intentions.

"Okay, tell me your story over the years." Yang Chen laughed and said, "I remember that I used to give you a willow tree seed and let you take care of it. What's going on now? ?"

Chen Huang held a fist and said: "Back to the master, the willow tree became refined 30,000 years ago and turned into a human form. It has now gone to Penglai Island and has gone to practice hard."

Yang Chen nodded and said, "This is his good fortune...and the little girl named Qingqing? She should be grown up now?"

"Yes." Chenhuang said truthfully: "Qingqing is now a strong man on the side. Forty thousand years ago, he became a great emperor, opened his own dynasty, and became a mainland superpower!"

"There is still time, now one of the three major alchemists in the mainland, known as the empty dust pill!"

"And that carp, that magic pen, that snow lotus... They all have grown!"

"Okay!" Yang Chen spit out another word, his eyes were filled with relief.

"Master!" At this moment, the old slave suddenly knelt down and wailed: "Master! Others have grown up, but only the demon, he..."

"I see." Yang Chen interrupted him.

"Master..." With tears on his face, the old slave knocked his head and begged: "Master, please save the demon lord!"

When I heard this, Chenhuang smiled bitterly and said: "Amo, why are you doing this?"

The old slave refused to give up, still kowtow, begging Yang Chen to take action and save Chenhuang.

However...

Everything is mortal, how does Yang Chen intervene?

If he had the ability to control life and death, he wouldn't end up where he is now.

"Amo, get up." Yang Chen sighed and said: "If I can save him, I will definitely take action. But there are some things that I can not change."

Hearing this, the old slave trembled all over, and the tears continued, crying silently.

Yang Chen sighed and said: "Ahuang, I'm sorry, I can't save you, you won't blame me?"

"The master must not say that! Kill the old slave!" Chen Huang shook his head, and said: "It is a blessing to be able to see the master, and the old slave has no thoughts in his heart. Just go, then go and feel relieved. Up!"

Dust Huang laughed, but smiled sincerely and freely.

Perhaps in his opinion, when he saw Yang Chen, life and death were no longer important!

"Okay!" Yang Chen also laughed, and said: "It's worthy of my Yang Chen's fancy! If there is no wine at this moment, otherwise you and I will be able to drink a glass together!"

"Who said there is no alcohol?"

Chen Huang laughed, and suddenly waved his sleeves, and three jars of good wine appeared on the ground.

"Look, master, what is this?"

"Emperor Qingtian's Gutuo wine?" Yang Chen looked slightly condensed and said: "Where did you get it?"

"He lost to me when he bet with him 30,000 years ago." Chenhuang smiled.

"Well, you stinky boy!" Yang Chen said with a smile: "The old kid Qingtian is so terrible, I have asked him a few times and he won't give it to me. I didn't expect it to fall into your hands!" /

Dust Huang also smiled.

Even Amo on the side forgot his sadness and smiled from the bottom of his heart.

"By the way, what happened to the old boy Qingtian? Is he still alive?" Yang Chen asked casually.

However, Chenhuang and Amo were silent when they heard this, and there was an uncontrollable sadness in their eyes.

"Emperor Qingtian...went there 20,000 years ago!" Chen Huang sighed lightly.

"Really." Yang Chen was slightly startled, and then he also expressed a sense of sorrow, and said bitterly: "Even he has gone..."

Yang Chen shook his head and said with a smile: "Well, let's not talk about the sad things, come on, drink!"

Speaking, Yang Chen directly lifted a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth.

The other two also mentioned the wine jar, without saying anything, directly drinking it into their mouths.

"Good wine!" Yang Chen laughed, and the fragrance of wine poured into his abdomen through his throat, giving him the illusion of dreaming back to 80,000 years ago.

Once upon a time...

He also had a drink like this with the other four Supreme Moonlight, talking about the future of the mainland!

But now... But Yang Chen feels sad.

"That's right." At this moment, Chen Huang suddenly clasped his fists and asked cautiously: "Master, I don't know if the old slave is not interviewing?"

"You said."

"Master, how did you become like this?" Chen Huang asked softly, with incomprehensibility in his eyes.

In his impression, the Stardust Emperor is a 40-year-old man, full of domineering presence in every gesture.

But now...how did you become a teenager?

"A lot of things have happened between this, no hurry, let's sit down and say." Yang Chen smiled slightly, without showing too much change, holding the wine jar and walking directly to a seat in front of the hall Sit up.

Chen Huang and the old slave were sitting beside him respectfully.