Chapter 1742 (1/2)

Night without a word, in the twinkling of an eye, the ghost city ushered in prosperity.

Today, the ghost city is very busy. To be exact, it is the green building. The seal of Qin Mengyao was removed, but it was also on fire.

It's a rare and wonderful thing that the boss of Qing Lou talks about.

The women who served Qin Mengyao doubted their lives.

It is not leisure for a woman to dress up as a man.

Once the news spread, the underworld is really lively, streets, restaurants, are talking about this matter.

”Unexpectedly, Qin Mengyao still has this... Special hobby.”

”It's a ghost general. It's hard to understand.”

”It's a beautiful woman. It's a waste.”

Ghost city street, one after another, sobbing tongue sound constantly, expression also has enough strange, how what bird things have.

In the discussion, the king of Chu River came to take Qin Mengyao away.

The man was fierce and evil, and his big face was dark. Qin Mengyao was on fire. He was also on fire. The whole second Hall of hell was also on fire.

It's really a long face for him. Under the seat, the ghost will be half disabled and half dead. The only female ghost general will be able to make this out.

”Why don't you throw it into the green building for us.” Under the throne of Qin Guang, nine Ming generals limped and scratched their heads.

However, it is still quite new. If ye Chen had sent Qin Mengyao to Qinglou last night, they would have run there.

Zhao Yun, who was drinking in a restaurant in ghost street, couldn't help laughing.

Ye Chen is a legend, such a level of talent, their universe is absolutely not, there are no other waves.

At the same time, he showed a layer of light inexplicably.

The light seems to be hidden, mysterious and ancient, melting into the law of the emperor's way, he was forbidden to die, and could not move at all.

The next moment, he disappeared with a whoosh.

The side of the body looked dazed and didn't react for a long time.

Am I wrong? A big living man, say no, no?

Zhao Yun's reappearance is a mountain top, majestic and majestic.

On the top of the mountain, standing a figure, like a monument, can not be destroyed by all the forces in the world.

Although the distance is very close, but the back figure is more distant than the myth. His existence seems to make the time still.

Zhao Yun's heart shudders. The man, like the master of the world, stands in front of the man like an ant.

The supreme is the supreme power. In this universe, it is called the great emperor. In their universe, it is also the peak.

”Younger Zhao Yun, I've met the Emperor Ming.” For a moment, Zhao Yun hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down to salute respectfully.

”The cracks in the universe will soon appear, you... Can go back.” The Ming Emperor stands, does not turn around, only the words are ethereal.

In a word, Zhao Yun was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

After waiting for so long in a foreign land, I have to wait.

He, and ye Chen how similar, also has a long story, in his hometown, there are people he cares about.

”Take care of the future, and I will call on you.” The Ming emperor's words are long-lasting in the world.

Thank you very much Zhao Yun saluted again, and his words were trembling. As he walked, he wiped his tears and really cried.

After death, the Ming emperor turned around, the emperor's eyes, vicissitudes of life are gratified.

The young man, though not in this universe, was really amazing. Even his disciples were defeated.

It is a pity that such a hero will eventually go back. This cosmic force is out of balance and can not allow him to stay here.

Looking at the future Tianjiao, just like looking at the past self.

The emperor's way of competing for supremacy, all the way singing, no God's throne.

As the endless years passed, those outstanding men who competed with him had already become the dust of history and were buried on the other side of the star river.

The so-called invincible, also the whole world is silent, empty guard of the vicissitudes of life, there are countless years and time.

In the small garden, it is still quiet and there is no sound at all.

In the room, Chu Ling sleeps peacefully, tranquilly and gracefully, sometimes also can balderdash, the most somniloquy, is a name: ye Chen.