Chapter 1083 The Immortal Hengyue

In the silent night, Ye Chen walked out of the 100,000 mountain, reflecting the moonlight, walking endlessly under the sky.

He was going to decide to leave.

This may be the last time he walks on this land.

If you leave, you may not be able to come back.

He smiled with some vicissitudes, and there are too many memories of him here.

He looked up all the way along the way, as if he wanted to imprint this great river and mountain in his soul, so that he could have memories to cherish when he looked up at the sky from the other side of the starry sky.

Beizheng Cangyuan, he stopped lightly, stood on the top of a mountain, and looked at the Haotian family, but he never set foot there.

With the breeze blowing, he turned around silently, went to the ancient city of Chanyuan, and said goodbye with a cup of turbid wine to the real person of Chanyuan.

After that, he looked at Zhujian City, Beihai Aristocratic Family and Xuantian Family from a distance, Chen Rongyun and Lizhang, but he didn't see Wei Wenzhuo.

With a slight smile, he turned around again and went to Heilong Island and Panlong Sea Area, leaving behind a secret technique for the descendants of Wu Sanpao and Niu Shisan.

Tianzong family, he stopped for a long time, still did not go in, did not see Tianzong ancestors and Chu Lingyu, those juniors were still cultivating diligently at night, and each looked firm.

With another smile, Ye Chen left silently and went to Tianlong Ancient City.

It was in this ancient city that he found many opportunities, dragon blood, Daluo Shentie, and a piece of wood carving with the word Ye Chen. He knew that the wood carving was carved by the red dust of the past.

After leaving the ancient city of Tianlong, he set foot on the vast land again. First launch https:// https://

This time, like a tourist, he went all the way to Spring and Autumn City, looked at the Yanhuang headquarters, visited the four great aristocratic families, stopped at Ouyang's house, and paid homage to the divine soldier of Chu Hai.

The next journey, he found the ancient land of the descendants of the emperor, and stood silently in front of the nine emperors' spiritual throne.

He did not enter the ancient land of the kings of various generations. The statues were all kings of the world, but they were born at the wrong time, and the outstanding people also bowed their heads to their fate.

After walking all over the cultivator realm of Northern Chu, he came to the mortal realm.

This is a palace, it is a small tomb, a trembling old man is sweeping leaves with a broom.

Yan'er, he came to see you.

Xu Shi knew early on that it was Ye Chen, and Liu Qingquan, holding a broom, turned and left tremblingly.

Ye Chen stepped forward, sat down, reclined on the tombstone, took out the jug, and drank the spirits quietly.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Suddenly, the poignant voice sounded in his ears again, and the woman playing the piano appeared in his mind again. Maybe he won't hear her playing the piano again in this life, nor will he see that shadow again.

Liu Ruyan, I miss your piano sound!

Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, and his smile was vicissitudes.

I don't know when, he got up, staggered drunk, and his back was bleak.

Under the moonlit night, he returned to the land of Southern Chu.

In front of Qingyunzong, he stood silently, looked at the young disciple, and smiled.

In Zhengyang Sect, in front of Ji Ningshuang's statue, he spilled a glass of wine. The woman who made him feel complicated was guarding him until she died and made promises for the next life, but she didn't get the answer she wanted.

Next, he rammed and went to many places, Dancheng, Dongyue, Nanjiang, Xishu.... But basically they left in a hurry.

Another quiet night, he returned to Hengyuezong.

Hengyue at night, quiet and peaceful, regained its former splendor again, like a fairyland on earth.

Ye Chen walked up the stone steps step by step, and when he was passing by the Xiaoling Garden, he saw Zhang Fengnian. Although he was only about ten years old, he was more like a late-twilight old man. Tiger Baby and Kitty Hawk.

Ye Chen didn't walk in, and walked up the stone steps step by step, just like he was on Hengyue for the first time.

In front of Fengyuntai, he stopped quietly.

In the past, it was here that he defeated one after another Tianjiao disciple. The name of Ye Chen was also here.

With a smile of vicissitudes, he moved his steps, looking left and right all the way, hoping to imprint every mountain here in his bones.

Outside the Lingdan Pavilion, he saw Xu Fu who was studying with an ancient book. Even at night, he still did not dare to slack off, as if he wanted to restore the alchemy technique of the past in the shortest possible time.

Why don't you go in!

Behind her, Qi Yue whispered, she was only ten years old, but her beautiful eyes showed a look that was not commensurate with her age.

I'm not going in!

Ye Chen smiled, and he was still sad after talking too much.

Qi Yue bit her teeth lightly, stepped forward gently, hugged Ye Chen, her clean cheeks pressed against Ye Chen's chest for the first time, as if she knew that Ye Chen was going to leave Da Chu, so she dared to do so presumptuous.

After two or three seconds, she took a step back, smiling with tears, her beautiful eyes hazy, and her expression a little sad.

Remember to come back!

She turned her back, tears in her eyes, and finally crossed her poignant cheeks, not wanting to watch the figure go away with her own eyes.

When she turned around again, the emaciated figure had disappeared. She squatted on the ground, hugging her knees with her hands, and the crystal tears were dripping down. What if she was reincarnated, she still did not dare to reveal the love hidden in her heart, that person After leaving, maybe we won't be able to see each other again, she is not the one to accompany him after all.

Ye Chen has stepped into the Wanbao Pavilion.

Pangpanhai lay on the seat, and when Ye Chen walked in, he raised his eyebrows, "Boy, don't steal anything."

After saying that, he fell asleep.

Ye Chen smiled and stood quietly, looking at Yiru's Wanbao Pavilion back then, and Yiru looking at himself back then.

He left, but Pangpanhai opened his eyes, took two quick steps to the door, held the door frame, and looked at the direction Ye Chen was leaving, as if he knew that Ye Chen was leaving and didn't want to say too many sad words.

Little guy, go all the way!

Suddenly, the huge sea raised his big hand and shook it gently.

In the Spirit Tool Pavilion, Ye Chen stopped again, knowing that Zhou Dafu was looking at him inside, but he did not go in.

Next, he tossed and turned to many places, Lingcao Garden, Book Collection Pavilion, Tianyang Peak, and went to the back mountain of Hengyue, looking at the old flowers and plants, and remembering the funny self in the past.

When he returned to the inner door, he looked around and looked at Yang Dingtian and the others, but he didn't say goodbye in the end.

Finally, he walked up to the Jade Girl Peak and sat on the top of the mountain.

In the whole of Great Chu, the place he was most reluctant to give up was here, where there were two of his favorite women.

I don't know how long before I saw a figure walking up, that was Huo Teng.

Seeing Ye Chen sitting quietly, Huo Teng, who was carrying the wine jar, came slowly and sat beside Ye Chen, without saying a word, just handed one of the jars of wine to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took it and was speechless.

This jar of wine is probably very strong. After Huo Teng finished drinking, he fell asleep, still chanting familiar names in his sleep.

In the middle of the night, he got up and walked to the virtual sky one step at a time, quietly looking at the fairyland-like Lingshan behind him.

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Ye Chen smiled vicissitudes of life, turned around silently, and walked away.

After he left, Hengyue's attics, palaces, and mountains all walked out, and no one slept. Looking at the direction of Ye Chen's departure, they raised their palms to say goodbye.

That young man, he is gone.

Perhaps, goodbye is thousands of years later.

Maybe we won't see each other again in this life.