Chapter 1234 (1/2)

Ye Chen is walking in the starry sky with Zhou Ao on his back.

I don't know when, just see Zhou Ao wake up, some decadent, silent incomparable.

Ye Chen did not comfort, such pain, a few words can not be cured, it needs a long time to desalinate, two people are so silent, swimming in the starry sky, like two tourists in general.

Day and night change, day and night reincarnation.

Three days passed quietly.

On the fourth day, talent comes from dawn.

In the distance, there is an ancient star, the size of which is similar to that of the red flame star. It breeds living beings. Even if it is far away, ye Chen can still smell the existence of friars, among which there is a faint breath.

Ye Chen passed, but soon came out, a face of regret, did not find reincarnation.

They go on the road again. According to Ye Chen's planned route and orientation, ye Chen will go in and have a look at each ancient star.

However, their luck did not seem to be very good. For more than half a month, they had been to more than a dozen ancient stars, including monks and mortals, but they had never found a reincarnation of the great Chu.

However, along the way, although he has not found the person he is looking for, Zhou Ao, who is decadent, has a little more energy and spirit. It seems that he has a survival goal, which is to seek reincarnation with Ye Chen.

It was a long journey. They worked hard and never let go of any ancient star with living creatures.

However, it still failed.

Ye Chen was helpless. He took out the wine pot and handed it to Zhou Ao by the way. ”If you go on looking like this, you can't stop looking for the sun and the moon, and you won't be able to find it for 800 years. It's too big for the universe.”

”We have a great time.” Week Ao vicissitudes of life a smile, hoarse voice, ”always find.”

”I believe that.” Ye Chen a smile, will a storage bag to Zhou Ao, ”Huang family's treasure, it will help you climb to the peak.”

”You stay!”

”I'm not short of money.” Ye chensai in the past, ”the world is too chaotic, you need to grow up in the shortest time, and the treasure of the Huang family will become a big help to you on the road of cultivation.”

Thank you very much Zhou Ao didn't refuse again, but the hand holding the storage bag was exhausted.

”It's time for it to return to its original owner.” Ye Chen took out a sword and handed it to Zhou Ao. It was Wuji sword, which was Zhou Ao's original life sword. After Zhou Ao died in battle a hundred years ago, ye Chen picked it up and took it with him for a hundred years. He found Zhou AO and returned it naturally.

”A hundred years.” Zhou Ao gently caresses the Wuji sword. Like Liu Yi's Taiji sword, it was cast by xuanchen in the past, and passed on to Yuji and Yunqiu until it was handed down to this generation.

”This sword is good.” While they were talking, a faint laugh came from not far away.

Hearing the speech, ye Chen raised his eyes and glanced at it. He saw a young man with silver hair stepping into the sky. At the moment, his eyes were blooming. Looking at Zhou Ao's Wuji sword, he seemed to see its extraordinary.

The young man with silver hair may be of noble status, followed by two old men, one black and one white. Their accomplishments are both the pinnacle of the imperial realm.

”Make an offer. I'll take it.” The silver haired youth laughs and looks at Zhou Ao with great interest.

”Not for sale.” With a faint voice, Zhou Ao turned his hand and collected the Wuji sword.

”It's your honor for my son to see your sword. Don't be shameless.” The old man in black behind the young man with silver hair gave a cold rebuke, and the imperial power appeared, obviously oppressing others with the force.

”What's the matter with the world? Qiangmai is so righteous.” Ye Chen sighed.

”It's none of your business. Get out of here.” The old man in black glanced at Ye Chen.

”That's a shame.” Ye Chen did not say a word, a slap on the past.

”Looking for death.” The old man in black hums coldly. He raises his hand at the moment and cuts at Ye Chen. The silver haired youth and the old man in white raise their mouths slightly, as if they have seen the picture of Ye Chen's tragic death.

However, the bloody picture in the imagination did not appear.

Ye Chen was not killed by one hand, but the black robed old man. The whole person flew out in the sky. After more than 20 somersaults in the starry sky, he fell down and fell down with a mouthful of blood.

This!