Chapter 1082： Eternity is loneliness (3) (1/2)
Chapter 1082, Eternity is loneliness (3)
”Time is too late...”
The old valley sighed in the main mouth, and the black beads in the eyebrows instantly detached from the body and flocked to the sky, but in an instant, the black fog erupted and shrouded the entire nine-night dynasty under a shadow.
After Ye Qingzhen stabilized his body, he stared at the old valley master and said:
”In the beginning, for your own selfish desires... the woman who died to give you selfless dedication, now, in order to lift the curse and leave here, is it necessary to take the life of the whole continent as your stepping stone?!”
Ye Qingqi is not a good man and a woman, but this kind of annihilation is not even acceptable to her.
Hearing Ye Qing’s remarks, the old valley owner was in silence. After a while, the old valley master looked up and said to the two sisters of the upper leaf: ”I have left this continent too much time... just a pity I don’t know why the Dimensional Wall has broken. I believe that it will take a long time for the strong to come from the outside world and take away the Shenfu. It is better to give the Shenfu to me... What do you say?”
Ye Qingzhen looked at the old valley owner who had been arrogant, but there was no slight wave of shaking in his eyes.
No matter how eloquent, he could not erase his crimes in selfishness and committed a lot of crimes.
”The snow fell into the king of the gods, and the first time I saw the spirit, I don't know the years, the white head, but the moment...” Old Valley owner sighed softly and looked complicated.
The sigh of the old valley owner sighed, unconsciously, fell into the ears of Ye Qingying.
And this listening is to let Ye Qing’s look look slightly.
Falling snow **** king? !
Ten thousand years ago, this continent has not yet formed. After a snowfall, a hero was born, and the world called it the **** of falling snow...
The **** of falling snow, who led the ancients, set up tribes, and fought in all directions, was recorded in the annals of the dust.
”You are... the **** of falling snow?!” Ye Qingyi stared at the old valley master, and his eyes were a bit strange.