Chapter 1396 (1/2)

”The city without tears?” Hearing these four words, ye Chen suddenly side head, excited looking at the ink yuan, eyes flashing bright light, ”master, have you seen the city without tears?”

”About a few decades ago, I accidentally ran into it.” ”I don't know what happened in the old man's eyes, but I don't know what it's like in the old man's eyes.”

”Decades ago.” Ye Chen's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. The ancestor of Ji's family had seen the city without tears. It was more than 100 years ago, a hundred years different from what Mo yuan had seen.

”Speaking of the fairy, I remember it now, but I always feel familiar.” Mo yuan continued.

”Please look at it, but it's the person in the picture.” Ye Chen hurriedly took out a painting scroll and hung it in front of Mo yuan. As for the person on the scroll, it is needless to say that it is chuxuan (Chu Ling).

”It's her, no doubt.” Mo yuan only glanced at the painting scroll and recognized it. His tone was extremely certain, ”the divine lines on her eyebrows are very special, like a drop of tears, which I still remember today.”

”You know what she's looking for.”

”I don't know.”

”Why not me.” Ye Chen's eyes were dim and tightly clenched.

”If what I expected, the woman in the picture should be the leader of the Jade Maiden peak in Hengyue.” Mo yuan stroked his beard and looked up and down at the picture, as if he had remembered something.

”I'm surprised. I'm a member of the Da Chu expeditionary army. Haven't you met Chu ling'er?” Small lingwa glanced at Mo yuan, ”the God of the temple, the memory is also very poor point!”

”The years are too long.” Mo yuan shakes his head a smile, ”perhaps I am really old muddle headed.”

”Don't say the city without tears, first for the elders to heal.” Ye Chen smile, slowly closed the picture, also received the thoughts, sacrifice the immortal fire and thunder, as well as the origin of the holy body.

Ink yuan pour also cooperate, cross knees on the cloud, gently closed the old eyes, static guard yuan Shen heart platform.

Ye Chen put out his hand, wrapped the God sea of Moyuan with immortal fire, covered the yuan God with sky thunder, and tempered the original spirit with immortal fire and sky thunder at the same time, and resolved the wound of original God with holy body origin.

Soon, the murmur sounded, the ink yuan look became painful, the God sea hummed long, the head wanted to burst.

I don't know why Ye Chen today is not in a state. Although he is healing for the God of Moyuan, his mind is in a trance thinking about Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, which makes him lose his standard. What makes Mo yuan miserable is that he is addicted to his thoughts, but he doesn't know.

If you want to say that Mo yuan is also real, you know what ye Chen is thinking and the relationship between Ye Chen and Chu Ling Chu Xuan. You can't bear to disturb him. He is carrying the pain secretly and his mind is blurred.

One side of the Haotian XuanZhen can't see, can't help but cough a, but did not wake Ye Chen.

Or small lingwa direct, forward is a violent, ”you ya leisurely point, return gun god son?”

Ye Chen is finally awakened, see Mo yuan look painful twist, can not help laughing, forced down the mind, heart without foreign matter, concentrate on healing the original spirit for Mo yuan.

Because of his concentration, Mo yuan's painful look has also annihilated many, slowly closed his old eyes.

The garden fell into a quiet, only the sound of Xiao Ling's Wah bang, bang and chew the source stone was very rhythmic.

As for Haotian XuanZhen, he had nothing to do. He took out his wine pot and found a comfortable place. He filled the cloudy liquor and looked up at the starry sky. He seemed to miss his hometown.

Ah?

I don't know how much time passed, the quiet of this small garden was broken by Ye Chen's light Yi.

Hearing this, both xiaolingwa who chewed Yuanshi and Haotian XuanZhen, who was drinking alcohol, threw a light of surprise. Even the Magic general of Moyuan, who was sitting on his knees, could not help opening his eyes.

However, seeing ye Chen, he has already opened six immortal eyes and fixed his eyes on one side. His eyes are like divine torches. He seems to be able to see a figure walking into the ancient city of Dongtian through many temples and pavilions.

He was a strong man, more than three feet tall. His bare arms and muscles were like a dragon. He was full of explosive force. Maybe his body was too strong to be torn by thunder and lightning. His Qi and blood were so powerful that he looked like a wild dragon.

Ye Chen laughs. He doesn't have to calculate it. He knows that the strong goods are the reincarnations of the great Chu state. In other words, he is familiar with one: the big man mountain in Bashu, Xiling.

When ye Chen looked at it, he happened to twist his big head. It seemed that he was aware that someone was peeping at him. He also seemed to be able to see ye Chen here through the buildings and pavilions, ”what are you looking at?”

In a word, ye Chen is embarrassed, but he belittles Manshan's perception, which can be detected.

The next moment, Manshan's body surface was covered with a layer of divine light, which was a kind of extremely mysterious magic power, which instantly covered his whole body opportunity and cut off Ye Chen's immortal eyes.