Chapter 372 (2/2)

”Don't tell me. It's possible.” Ye Chen pinched his lips with his fingers. You know, in the eyes of Chu xuan'er, ye Chen is dead. If it is really cremated, it is the most nonsense.

Next, Taixu Gulong was silent.

It is also because of its silence, just let the quiet down Ye Chen think of another thing: sunset.

”Sunset, I don't know if the master has sent someone to look for you. It must be very cold there.” Thinking of sunset, ye Chen can't help sitting on the ground, a little pale, he is alive, but Xiyan is dead, he is a master, after all, can not save her.

”I shouldn't have taken you to Xiuxian road.” Ye Chen murmured, his eyes full of remorse and guilt. If he had not left those words at the palace of Zhao that day, the stubborn little girl would not have come all the way to hengyuezong, let alone become his disciple.

At the moment, he still remembers the lovely and innocent appearance of the sunset, as well as the picture of the sunset falling in his arms.”I will avenge you.” Subconsciously, ye Chen firmly clenched his fist, and there was a sharp shot in his eyes. ”Yin Zhiping, the life of Xiyan, the life of 8000 ordinary people, I will settle with you one by one, and I will use your head to sacrifice their spirits in heaven.”

”Zhengyangzong, qingyunzong, Qijia in southern Xinjiang and Wangjia in Beichuan, if you calculate me like this, I will let you pay the price of bleeding in other years.”

”And Lingzhen old dog. You must live to that time. I will have a good talk with you about what is right and what is evil.”

The more Ye Chen thinks, the more cold the cold light in the eyes.

This time, he not only saw the dirty plot, but also saw too many hypocrites. He boasted that he was superior and that he was famous and decent, but his heart was darker than those demons.

In this moment, ye Chen's mood has become a little sublimated, feeling that he is still too naive, or too underestimate the survival law of the world.

What is positive? What is the devil?

In this world, there are only strong and weak. The rules are made by the strong. If you are strong, you are positive. If you are weak, you are evil. Don't complain that you are defined as a devil because you are too weak.

”Fist is king.” Ye Chen Mou flashed a fine light, ”as long as I am strong enough, what is the so-called human immortal devil.”

Tick! Tick!

Suddenly, ye Chen ears seem to ring out the sound of dripping water, so that he can not help looking up at the top of the ethereal.

Although the soul was sealed in Xianlun's eyes, he could vaguely see the scene outside: Chu xuan'er and Chu ling'er were watching him, one quietly stirred his disordered white hair, the other gently wiped his face. The same thing was, they all had a drop of tears on their cheeks, and the same thing was, they all carried Phoenix jade beads and hairpins.

”Xuan'er, ling'er.” Looking at that sad and beautiful cheek, ye Chen subconsciously stretched out his unreal palm to touch, but what he felt was only the misty clouds.

”Wait for me for a month.” Ye Chen murmured, with a man's unique warmth on his face.