Chapter 1799 Body Photo

Chapter 1799 Body portrait

It was another quiet night, and the Qingluan Mountain peak was quiet.

Under the old tree, Chu Linger sat gracefully, with a graceful posture and a small smile, showing the tenderness of her daughter's family.

And Ye Chen, just a zhang or two across, supported an easel, held a paintbrush, and sketched stroke by stroke.

The flowers are full of flowers and the atmosphere is really romantic and enviable.

However, when looking at Ye Chen's paintings, the so-called romance is nothing but waves. That painting is really fragrant.

That painter, absolutely master-level, portrayed Chu Ling to perfection, which is truly charming.

This sentiment, this pursuit, this realm, there is really no one else.

"Not yet?" Chu Ling asked for an unknown number of times.

"Don't worry!" Ye Chen said, sketched again, took two steps back, touched his chin and admired, "Not bad."

"A painting for more than three hours, are you deliberately amusing me?" Chu Ling didn't believe it, and came over while rubbing her neck.

When she saw the picture scroll, she was struck by lightning.

Is this her? Yes, it's her, she has a good figure, she should be convex and warped.

In an instant, her cheeks were flushed red, I don't know if she was ashamed or angry, and you have been drawing my body.

"Not bad!" Ye Chen threw his paintbrush, and shook his head very dashingly.

"Ye Chen." Chu Ling was mad, and stomped his feet angrily.

Her scream was quite magnetic, and the decibel was so high that the people in their sleep were startled, and they all sat up abruptly.

Too many people probed and looked at Qingluan Peak with strange expressions.

These two couples are really uneasy, they don't sleep most of the night, they are shocked, and we can't sleep even if they are disturbed.

There was a lot of excitement on Qingluan Peak, Ye Chen rolled and ran in front of him, Chu Ling held an iron rod, and ran after him in a rage.

Shame, too shy, I knew he was shameless, but I didn't expect it to be so shameless. The funny thing was that she was very cooperative.

"Why don't you draw me too?" Ye Chen grinned.

"You still have no shame." Chu Ling raised a stick and was about to beat him.

"Stop." Ye Chen waved his hand, stopped suddenly, looked up at the starry sky, and then looked at his body, a light manifested.

Don't say, Chu Linger really stopped, the raised iron rod was fixed in mid-air, quietly looking at the light on Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen's body... In the illusion, the brand of the psychic contract manifested, and a mysterious force enveloped his body.

Obviously, Qingchuan's host in the heavens... Li Chuansheng is in psychic Qingchuan, but the psychic contract is in Ye Chen's body.

"I'm leaving." Ye Chen smiled, caressed Chu Ling's cheek lightly, his wretched expression dissipated, and his eyes were full of warmth.

"Pay attention to safety." Chu Ling was not angry, and the previous shame and anger disappeared in an instant because of Ye Chen's words.

"Wait for me." Ye Chen smiled and covered his face with a ghost mask. He is a famous person, but he doesn't want to be seen and cause unnecessary trouble, so he can feel at ease wearing a mask.

"I like it so much, take it away!" Chu Ling glared and stuffed her picture scroll... over.

"Giving it from my daughter-in-law, you have to keep it." Ye Chen laughed, took it and put it in his arms, this is... a baby.

When the words fell, his body became transparent, and then turned into a ray of light, which went straight into the sky and disappeared in an instant.

Chu Ling raised her head and waved her hands gently, feeling empty in her heart.

After experiencing life and death, I don't want to separate again, even if it's a few months or even a few days, I don't want to just look for it in memory.

Bai Zhi, Ming Jue, Qing Luan and Zi Xuan also came.

Before the three-day time limit came, Li Changsheng was most likely in danger and had no choice but to communicate with Qingchuan to help him in the battle.

"The world is going to be lively." Ming Jue sighed.

No one refuted this sentence, but agreed.

Who is Ye Chen, a born living treasure, and a born god of war, his existence confirms a truth: wherever you go, it will be lively.

Going back this time, because of his urination, it's strange that he doesn't cause chaos in the world.

Here, Ye Chen's consciousness drifted away, only to feel his body twisted.

He was in a mysterious passage, bizarre, and the flow of light disrupted time and space.

This is the first time he has been channeled, and it is indeed fresh enough.

Spiritualism was originally unconventional, ignoring the realm and the realm, but compared with the emperor's way to the underworld, it was still a big rank.

Soon, he was pulled out of the passage by a mysterious force.

Reappearing, it is a group of mountains, the peaks are towering and steep, the ancient trees are towering, and the roar of monsters can be heard occasionally.

Ye Chen stood, raised his head slightly and closed his eyes slightly, letting Xinghui and moonlight fall, only greedily sucking the breath between heaven and earth.

Long-lost feeling, long-lost breath, comfortable enjoyment.

He didn't need to ask, he knew that this was the heavens, the breath of his hometown, still so kind and warm.

At this moment, no matter how hard the heart was melted, I was so excited that I wanted to cry. After all the hardships and hardships, I finally came back.

"You... Who is it!" When Ye Chen was enjoying, an inappropriate remark sounded, and his tone was extremely doubtful.

It was a young man who was speaking, and he was beside Ye Chen.

He was dressed in white and had purple hair. His appearance was ordinary, nothing extraordinary, and his cultivation base was not very high. He was only a quasi-sage, or a junior.

That's right, he is Li Changsheng, the host of Qingchuan, he is the one who uses the psychic technique, and he is the one who psychic Ye Chen.

However, what shocked him was that this was not his psychic beast, his contracted beast was a green luan.

Also, who is the masked person he channeled! All doubts have been turned into two words: stunned.

"You are Li Changsheng." Ye Chen looked sideways.

"Yes... it's me." Li Changsheng nodded with a fearful expression, as if he could smell a terrible aura from Ye Chen.

"Where is this!" After confirming his identity, Ye Chen continued to ask.

"Chi Chenxing." Li Changsheng replied, being a little confused by the whole thing, your sister, who is asking who!

"How far is it from Xuanhuang?" Ye Chen asked again.

"for this I....."

"You two are so funny! Are you fighting? Can you serve snacks?" Li Changsheng was interrupted before he finished speaking.

Ye Chen just saw the other side, and was still holding three people, a young man in a black robe, a middle-aged man in a purple robe, and an old man in a white robe.

All three of them had blood-red eyes, fierce and vicious, holding killing swords with surging aura, like three robbers licking blood with the tips of their knives.

Li Changsheng hurriedly clenched his sword, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the three of them with interest. They were all quasi-sages, and it was no wonder Li Changsheng was psychic.

"Who the hell are you! Where's Qingchuan?" Li Changsheng stared at the opposite side, while sounding Ye Chen, "What's the situation."

"Leave baby, get out of here." Ye Chen didn't return to Li Changsheng, he said this to the three people in front of him, very sturdy.

"Hey!" The black-robed youth gave up and went to the sky in one step, without saying a word, Ling Tian gleamed with a sword.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, just raised his hand at will, wiped out the sword glow, and even flew out with the black-robed youth.

This flight, I don't know how far it flew, just like a stream of light, it crashed into a dozen mountains all the way, and then fell.

This time, the world was quiet, not only Li Changsheng beside him, but also the middle-aged and the old man on the opposite side were shocked.

With a random palm, he flew a quasi-sage, as long as his brain was not flooded, he knew that Ye Chen was not simple, and the weakest was also a saint.

"You... Who are you." The middle-aged man in purple robe and the old man in white robe trembled, watching Ye Chen in horror as he retreated again and again.

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation, is a situation that is absolutely suppressed. Who would have thought that Li Changsheng's psychic would be so condescending.

Compared to them, Li Changsheng was very excited. He originally wanted to connect with Qingchuan, and a two-on-three lineup would be able to escape at the worst.

But looking at this scene, the person in front of him is more hanging than Qingchuan.

For a while, this fellow's waist was so straight that it didn't matter who he was Ye Chen, this was Lao Tzu's psychic.

While speaking, Ye Chen had already waved his hand, and the middle-aged and the old man who were still going backwards knelt on the spot, and the two big characters were on the ground.

"Answer my question, how far is this from the Xuanhuang Continent." Ye Chen took the treasure and continued the previous question.