Chapter 1741 Luochuan Mountain House

Chapter 1741 Luochuan Mountain Mansion

This is a mountain mansion, and the fog is exposed and dense.

Its name is Luochuan, which is a place of scenery in the underworld, surrounded by water, hazy like an illusion, and vaguely, you can see gorgeous visions.

Today's Luochuan is very lively. It is covered with red silk and covered with red carpets. It is very charming, like a red ocean.

That's right, this is the place where Chu Ling and Yao and Shun got married.

In the sky, one after another silhouettes fell, most of them were invited to attend the marriage hall, and none of them were empty-handed, with congratulatory gifts.

On the mountain, there are people moving, and jade tables are placed in an orderly manner, and each table is full of jade fruit and wine.

There were quite a few people who exchanged greetings with each other, who knew each other, and chose a table of their choice. Before the ceremony started, the chatting was very enjoyable.

"What is the origin of Yao and Shun?" Many old Ming generals gathered at a table, sitting with their hands folded, looking around in all directions.

"I want to know too." Someone sighed, "To be able to invite Tianming to the throne, that's the quasi-emperor level!"

"This face is comparable to Yama." Too many people stroked their beards, "How scary is the identity of Yao and Shun!"

It was lively outside, but a private garden in the mountain was very quiet.

Chu Ling stood leaning on the railing, quietly looking at the entrance of Shanfu.

Her state of mind was the most tormented. She hoped that Ye Chen would come, but she had not seen him for many days, and she missed him very much, but he was fine.

But at the same time, I don't want Ye Chen to come, to watch a loved one marry someone else, the pain must be heartbreaking.

This big play is really cruel, and the love that is played out for him is catastrophe.

In the haze, she saw a figure, dressed in plain clothes, with waving white hair, stepping on the stone steps, step by step up the mountain.

That was Ye Chen, who came after all, calm and breathless.

Chu Ling cried, clutching her mouth, and through the misty clouds, she seemed to be able to see that face, which was haggard and painful.

She had seen this look before, when Chu Xuan died in the past, like a puppet without her soul.

She can't imagine,

Ye Chen came, how painful his heart would be.

Luochuan Mountain Mansion became lively due to Ye Chen's arrival. Although he was only a junior, he attracted the attention of the audience.

"The Holy Eucharist really came, did it come to seek abuse?" Someone sighed and folded their hands, a little surprised.

"Such a state of mind, extraordinary tenacity, really not easy."

"You won't come here to smash the scene!" Someone touched his chin, "With the emperor as the backstage, you can do anything."

"Don't say it, it's really possible." Many people sat upright, their eyes shining brightly, and they always felt that there was a big drama going on.

Who is the Eucharist, if he makes trouble, the world will be turned upside down.

In the past six months, from disturbing reincarnation before to swallowing fate in the sea of ​​evil, the movement has become bigger and bigger every time, and they have become accustomed to it.

Now that so many people have come, many of them are Heavenly Underworld Generals. If there is a commotion, the picture should be very eye-catching.

In the midst of the discussion, Ye Chen passed by quietly, looking calm.

He went to the corner, found the least conspicuous table, and sat quietly, like a statue carved in stone, motionless.

A pair of eyes, a little dull, even said...empty.

He wasn't here to make trouble. If Chu Ling still had him in his heart, it would be useless for anyone to stop him. If she only said a word, it wouldn't matter if he died.

However, Chu Ling no longer has him in his heart, so what if he makes trouble, what if he grabs it, but he is just an unintentional puppet.

Perhaps no one believes that this time, he is here to send blessings. The previous relationship is over, and the attachment is useless.

Trouble, even the last trace of dignity, will be gone.

His existence made many quasi-emperor levels show strange colors.

The old guys could see that Ye Chen wasn't thinking about making trouble, and if he was running to make trouble, he wouldn't be so calm.

His state of mind, this courage, really made them feel ashamed.

This matter, if it were them, they would definitely not be able to bear it. His mother had already led a vote of people and ran to smash the place.

Still married, becoming your sister's relative, since it wasn't me who married, we'll break up with each other, turn our faces, and kill them all.

"That's Yao and Shun?" Someone's words caught everyone's attention, and they all gathered in front of the hall.

But in front of the hall, a figure manifested, wearing a red groom's clothes, standing quietly, with purple hair fluttering in the wind.

That was Yao and Shun, Emperor Huang's dharma body, without a mask, and concealing his true face with the dharma of the emperor, Yan Luo may not be able to see it.

Everyone showed deep meaning and looked at Yao and Shun quietly.

This man appeared out of nowhere. He didn't know where he came from. He robbed the Eucharist daughter-in-law and invited so many strong people.

I wanted to peep at him, but was dazzled, so that the old guys couldn't help frowning, this person is too mysterious.

Yao and Shun were silent, standing quietly, not looking at anyone, including Ye Chen, he didn't need to look, he understood everything.

Ye Chen was the same, sitting quietly, without any reaction, only strands of white hair slapped on his face with the wind.

"The bride is here." When everyone was seated, they heard the master of ceremonies shout, and everyone stood up and looked towards one side.

Chu Ling appeared, wearing a phoenix crown, and with the help of two women, he walked up the cloud steps and walked towards Yao and Shun.

Women in this world, if they are married brides...the most beautiful.

Today, she is truly magnificent, beautiful as a dream, and everything in the world is bleak because of her.

The people present were fascinated, and even a group of quasi-emperor-level old generals were inexplicably moved, and their old eyes were intoxicated.

Ye Chen raised his eyes, didn't move, just looked away quietly.

Although the distance is only a thousand feet, it seems to be standing on the other side of the galaxy, crossing the time, farther than life and death.

That is the woman he loves the most, wearing a wedding dress, but not for him, and the beauty of the world only smiles for others.

Chu Linglian moved lightly, step by step, swaying straight up, pressing the water mist in her eyes and pressing her trembling body.

She knew that everyone was looking at her, but only a pair of eyes was the most real, hiding in a small corner and secretly looking at her.

She wanted to look back and take a look at him, but she couldn't.

All plans are only one step away. Once he looks back, he gives him hope, and all his hard work will be in vain.

It is indeed tormented, not only can't watch, but also forced to smile.

It needs to be in the public eye, revealing the beauty of the world.

In order to tell the world that she is very happy, in order to tell him that I am someone else's wife and I no longer love Ye Chen.

In the corner, Ye Chen got up and walked down the mountain silently.

She headed east, swaying up, toward his groom.

He headed west, lowered his eyes step by step, draped in the dust of the years, against the vicissitudes of life, with a back, bleak and lonely.

This is the relationship, people who once loved each other, back to back.

Cause and effect, love and fate, go further and further in silence.

The ancient love is always nothing but a bustling, just like the fireworks that fill the sky, a brilliant life, ending in the gloom.

On the vast land, he took one step at a time, walking alone.

The lonely souls encountered along the way also gave way to them, hiding far away, as if unable to bear his grief and sorrow, grief and pain.

Looking down at the world, he is so small, with no one to accompany him, no one to accompany him, his back is bleak, and strands of white hair are swaying.

He didn't know how long he had been gone, but he only knew that Luo Chuan's marriage ceremony had ended, and the people who went to congratulate had also left.

Many people saw him inadvertently when they were walking on the sky.

Why! Anyone who saw it, sighed with emotion.

What kind of plot is this motherfucker, a pair that is obviously a good match, why did it end like this, it was like a stranger.

No one stepped forward, and even if they did, they didn't know what to say.

Tell you another daughter-in-law? Take him to the green house to spend some money? Don't make trouble, Ye Chen... He still loves God Naihe Bridge.

I don't know how long it took before I saw Ye Chen stopped.

In front of you is a huge mountain, majestic and shrouded in clouds and mist. It is a great symbol of the underworld: Jie Ming Mountain.

In front of the mountain, there is a graceful figure standing upright, its face is peerless, does not eat the fireworks of the world, and does not provoke the fine dust of the world.

She, needless to say, is Bai Zhi, the disciple of Emperor Huang.

Judging from his posture, he seemed to be here long ago, as if he was waiting for Ye Chen, his expression was indifferent, his beautiful eyes showed no ripples.

"I'm sorry, Fairy, Ye Chen wants to see the ancestors of Emperor Huang." Ye Chen's words were flat, and his voice was still so hoarse.

"Defeat me, you can enter the mountain." Bai Zhi said lightly.