Chapter 1457: Intention. Prostitution

Chapter 1457 Intention. Prostitution

Immediately, Hong Chenxue's delicate body trembled, her blurred eyes instantly filled with trance light, hersing of pain immediately sounded, Shenhai hummed, she staggered step by step and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Jiuxian stepped forward, first glanced at Hong Chenxue, and then stared at Ye Chen, "You brat, what did you do to her, and why did she become like this."

"Don't worry, it won't hurt her." Ye Chen found a comfort, and then took out the jug.

"If she has something to do, you will be nice to her." Xiao Jiuxian threatened and looked at Hong Chenxue again.

Ye Chen smiled but didn't respond, sitting on the side, drinking leisurely, waiting for her to return to her place.

The red dust and snow are still trembling. With the integration of the fairy light, a story that has been covered in dust is slowly being sealed. It is a memory full of holes, and there is a love that is full of ravages.

She recalled, recalled the past, recalled the hometown of Da Chu, and recalled her own name. Her name was Zhong Xiao, also known as Hong Chenxue. She was the Holy Master of Renhuang and the disciple of Hongchen.

I don't know when, I saw Ye Chen who was no longer trembling, eyes full of tears, and stunned.

Even though he was still wearing a mask, with those deep eyes, she could recognize who it was. It was Ye Chen, the ancient sacred body that shook the world, and the commander-in-chief of Chu who devoured the world.

"Welcome back to your place." Ye Chen smiled and took off the ghost mask, revealing the same face as Hong Chen, also engraved with vicissitudes and traces of time.

"How could this be so." Hong Chenxue cried, and crystal tears flashed across her poignant cheeks.

"Don't explain too much, digest it by yourself." Ye Chen sacrificed his consciousness and rolled up the answer.

That ray of divine consciousness flew into her sea of ​​​​divine, turned into pictures, and many words, she understood and saw it through, it was reincarnation, but everything was so unreal.

Suddenly, she stepped forward, hugged Ye Chen, and the crystal tears wet his chest.

The past life and this life are like a dream, two hundred years in a flash, and the last memory is the Nanchu City Wall:

The dark sky, the blood-colored ground, she turned into the snow of red dust, dyed the great mountains and rivers, with sorrow, pain, and sadness all over the world, she stepped into the next reincarnation.

In the end, he did not disappoint the common people of all regions and slaughtered the emperor.

He paid the blood debt for the heroic souls who died in battle, and left an immortal myth to the hometown of Da Chu, which was dyed fresh.

In the elegant room, she fell into tranquility, and there were only her choked voices and poignant tears.

On one side, Xiao Jiuxian's small mouth has not been closed for a long time. This is a mess again, why did he still hug it? Why are you still crying? I put this aside, is it a bit redundant?

Looking at Ye Chen again, blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and the bones in his body were shattering one after another.

But he knew that Hong Chenxue was not hugging him, but her master. Even after her past and present life, she still loved Hongchen, and Hongchen's snow just danced for him.

"I said, you will treat me as a red dust to confuse me!" Ye Chen coughed dryly.

"Get out of here." Hong Chenxue finally let go, and she didn't forget to give her a kick when she was done, but when it came to Hongchen, she dragged Ye Chen back again, her eyes full of hope.

"There is still red dust in the world." Ye Chen said, and then bent down and coughed up blood.

"Really?" Hong Chenxue thought it was a dream, she still held Ye Chen's collar tightly, the tears in the corners of her eyes had not dried yet, her eyes were filled with tears again, and she cried into tears.

"I don't have time to have fun with you." Ye Chen broke away from Hong Chenxue's jade hand and sat on the ground, still coughing up blood, "Your wife has already gone to find him, I don't know if you have found him."

"Mistress? Chu Lingyu?" Hong Chenxue was stunned for a moment, and looked at Ye Chen tentatively.

"Sword God's disciple, so many people belong to her with a long face." Ye Chen replied.

"Sister-in-law is actually the disciple of the Sword God, I'll go look for them." Hong Chenxue said and turned around, but after taking two steps, she stopped again, and smiled lonely, "It should be unnecessary for me to go."

"Otherwise, don't look for Hongchen, and get it with me." Ye Chen said with a meaningful expression, "We are exactly the same, there is no difference, the most important thing is that I am very good in bed."

"I'm naked, do you dare to go?" Hong Chenxue glanced at Ye Chen's servant.

"No... I don't dare." Ye Chen coughed dryly, feeling only a chill in a certain part of his body, and he would be taken away and stewed if he was not careful.

"What's the matter with you two?" Xiao Jiuxian, who was confused, looked at Hong Chenxue and Ye Chen in a circle, "What kind of teacher, what Chu Lingyu, why did the sword god disciple appear."

It doesn't matter if she doesn't speak, Hong Chenxue subconsciously looked sideways when she interrupted, and looked at Ye Chen when she was done, "Xiao Jiuxian is... Xiyan?"

"I hope so too." Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, "Unfortunately, she is not."

"No?" Hong Chenxue frowned slightly, couldn't help but look at Xiao Jiuxian again, and muttered, "There are people who are so similar in this world, no matter their appearance, temperament or talent."

"What the hell are you talking about! Who is Xiyan?" Xiao Jiuxian was a little crazy, and looked at Ye Chen with big eyes, but Ye Chen was silent and did not respond.

"Xiyan is his apprentice, you look exactly like her." Seeing Ye Chen's silence, Hong Chenxue said leisurely, "Her talent is not inferior to you, even higher than you."

"His disciple?" Xiao Jiuxian raised her eyebrows, but she was a little unconvinced, "I don't believe that there are people in this era who are more talented than me. I will compare with her in the future."

Hong Chenxue smiled and didn't say anything, but looked at Ye Chen silently. As a native of Chu, how could he not know Ye Chen's disciples, and how could he not know the love between their masters and disciples.

She vaguely remembered that more than two hundred years ago, Ye Chen carried Huwa on his back and Ji Ningshuang carried Xiyan on his back in the army of demons, and forcibly killed a demon sovereign to bury their disciples.

The past is too long, but the memory is very clear, even after reincarnation, it is still not forgotten.

Ye Chen was also silent, holding the pot and drinking, his expression became blurred and vicissitudes of life, a sad and ancient words still echoed in his ears: Ye Chen, I will wait for you in the next life.

The elegant room was silent again, Ye Chen drank quietly and did not speak, and Hong Chenxue was also silent in longing.

The most embarrassed is Xiao Jiuxian, scratching his head, looking at Ye Chen, and then at Hong Chenxue, they don't know what secrets they are hiding, it is worth affirming that they must have a story.

When Xiao Jiuxian was dazed, Ye Chen had already eaten a pot of wine. He smiled first, then walked slowly to the window, and sent a voice transmission to the bald old man and the purple-haired youth, "You two, come up."

Below, the purple-haired youth and the bald old man, who were drinking and eating vigorously, were stunned.

Seeing that it was Ye Chen, the two were stunned, as if they recognized that it was the private room of Danzun Hall. It was precisely because it was the private room of Danzun Hall that they were surprised, but they didn't know that Ye Chen was actually in that private room.

Since it was the Dan Zun Palace, the two of them didn't dare to neglect, they didn't drink or eat, they patted their buttocks and left their seats, and Dian Dian'er ran up, for fear of making Ye Chen unhappy.

"They, you should have seen them." Seeing the two of them come up, Ye Chen smiled at Hong Chenxue.

"I've seen it." Hong Chenxue smiled, "The purple-haired youth is my Yanhuang disciple, and the bald old man must be from the Dachu royal family. He has been to my Huangling Mountain."

"I don't know what the two of you are talking about." Xiao Jiuxian pouted, especially glanced at Ye Chen. It was this kid who brought out the fairy light and made Ba Yao strange.

"He will always know." Hong Chenxue chuckled, turned and walked out of the private room. The purple-haired youth and the bald old man just arrived at the door, and she was dragged in without saying a word.

The two old men, black and white, who were guarding the door, looked a little stunned. The goddess of the Pill Venerable Hall was a little different today. She was very cold on weekdays. I had never seen her so enthusiastic.

Compared to them, the purple-haired youth and the bald old man were even more astonished and felt very unreal. They had to know that it was the goddess of the Pill Venerable Hall who was dragging them, what kind of identity she was.

Moreover, the two goods are still covered at the moment, and they don't know why they have such honors to come in.

Ye Chen didn't speak at all, and there were two more fairy lights, which disappeared between the eyebrows of the two.

The next picture was like red dust and snow. The two goods squatted on the ground holding their heads, roaring in pain, and the heart-piercing pain had disrupted their minds.

"What are you doing!" Xiao Jiuxian muttered, glanced at Ye Chen, and moved to the side consciously, for fear that Ye Chen would also give her a fairy light, which was too weird.

"Wait!" Ye Chen ignored Xiao Jiuxian's strange eyes and took out the jug again.

"These years, you've been suffering all by yourself!" Hong Chenxue stood beside him.

"It's good to know." Ye Chen handed over a storage bag, "Your master has your wife to look for, so don't be idle. When the two of them are unsealed, they will go on their own to look for it."

"It's a pity that the master is not here, otherwise it will save a lot of trouble." Hong Chenxue took the storage bag, "It's been a hundred years, and there is no news. If he is here, things will be much easier."

"Dan Zun is in Da Chu." Ye Chen couldn't help but make a sound transmission. The last time he dreamed of returning to Da Chu, he not only saw the Emperor Da Chu and the Sword God at Tianxuanmen, but also saw Dan Zun.

"No wonder you act so low-key." Hong Chenxue said slowly, "If the emperors of Chu are all in the heavens and the world, if Kunlunxu is not self-appointed, we can use their power to find people, but it is a pity that even the master and The Sword God isn't there either, so I can only find it by myself."

"It will always come back." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, and stepped to the window of the private room. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the central cloud platform below, staring at the object in the hands of the old man with Hefa.

It was a small cauldron, ancient and vicissitudes of life, simple and natural, without the slightest surprise.

He also has such a small cauldron, and there are several, which are exactly the same as those in the hands of the old man Hefa. It is worth affirming that they are all the small magic cauldrons of Moyuan, and there is pure magic blood in them.

"Why, did you like that little cauldron?" Seeing Ye Chen so excited, Hong Chenxue and Xiao Jiuxian also came over, looked down from above, and stared at the little cauldron in the hands of the old man Hefa.

"Be determined to win." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, just because the little cauldron was too extraordinary.