Late at night, Ye Chen closed his hands.
Su Xin'er was still sitting there with her legs crossed, bathed in the moonlight, which was extremely bright.
Ye Chen walked up to the top of the mountain and took out two scrolls, one of Chu Xuan (Chu Ling) and the other of Red Dust. Under the starlight, both scrolls were mysterious, making it difficult for him to see through.
At some point, he put away the scroll, took out a mirror from his storage bag, and looked at his face quietly.
However, the strange thing is that there is no face in the mirror, as if he is a person who does not exist.
Ye Chen smiled, with a hint of sadness in his smile. No one knew what his smile meant, and no one knew why the mirror couldn't reflect him. The mysterious answer might be only him. He knew it, and the more he knew, the more his heart trembled.
The breeze blew, and the mirror in his hand turned into fly ash and disappeared with the night.
Under the starry sky, his back looked a little bleak. The breeze was puzzled and kept stirring his black hair, hitting his face again and again, but it could not hide the ancient vicissitudes.
His eyes became dim, and there was more sadness in his smile, standing like a statue.
Below, Su Xin'er woke up and walked quietly to the top of the mountain. She wanted to speak, but in the end she was silent.
After biting her teeth, she finally walked around behind Ye Chen and gently squeezed Ye Chen's shoulders, just like a well-behaved maid, trying to brush away the fatigue of her young master.
The night gradually deepened, Ye Chen's eyes trembled, he seemed really tired, and he gently leaned on Su Xin'er's lap.
Su Xin'er smiled slightly, kept stirring his black hair, and gently caressed his face.
There was no words all night, and in the blink of an eye it was dawn.
In the early morning, the warm sunshine filled the earth, casting a layer of gorgeous fairy clothes on this fairy mountain.
While sleeping, he felt the scent of a woman coming towards him, and Ye Chen subconsciously opened his eyes.
Then, Ye Chen hurriedly stood up and touched the remaining saliva at the corner of his mouth in embarrassment.
Looking at Su Xin'er again, a large area of her lower body dress was wet, all stained by Ye Chen's saliva. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have known that the majestic Lord of Heaven was still drooling while sleeping.
Accident!
Ye Chen laughed dryly, turned around and walked down the mountain in one step.
Su Xin'er pursed her lips and smiled, and followed suit.
The main hall of the Murong family was already filled with people. The senior members of the Murong family, including the ancestors, holy masters and elders, were all there. They were all dressed solemnly and were always ready to welcome the arrival of the holy king.
Ye Chen walked in, followed by Su Xin'er.
Huh
The sharp-eyed Manman and the others let out a sigh of relief.
this... .!
Manman and others glanced at Ye Chen, and their eyes fell on Su Xin'er. Their eyes were also focused on Su Xin'er's lower body. The wet area on her lower body was still very eye-catching.
Seeing this, Su Xin'er hurriedly took out a white robe and covered her lower body.
Manman and others had strange eyes, and they all looked at Ye Chen. There seemed to be this sentence written in their eyes: Did you fall in love with my aunt
Seeing the strange looks in everyone's eyes, Ye Chen couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became strange. A bunch of old guys from the Murong family all stared at Ye Chen. Some of them touched their chins, while others stroked their beards, as if they were looking at monkeys.
Stop making trouble!
Ye Chen coughed dryly, feeling as embarrassed as Su Xin'er.
I'm coming!
The silence in the main hall was broken by a voice from outside, and the big man rushed into the main hall like a stream of water.
Behind him, there is a majestic figure slowly emerging. He is tall and tough as a mountain, with red arms and red feet. His whole body is filled with thunder, his muscles are like a horned dragon, full of explosive power, and his pairs are like copper bells. His big eyes were shining with bright divine light.
Is that the Holy King
The strong men of the Murong family looked at him one after another and raised their heads in unison because the Holy King Barbarian was too tall.
Holy King!
Everyone present took a deep breath and hurriedly stepped forward to meet him, their eyes full of awe. Facing the Holy King Barbarian was like facing a huge mountain, and the breath exhaled by the Holy King was extremely heavy.
I’ve met seniors!
Everyone in the Murong family, whether they were ancestors, holy masters or elders, all bowed respectfully at this moment.
The Holy King Barbarian smiled, and with a pair of eyes as big as copper bells, he kept looking around the scene until he glanced around, and finally looked at the Barbarian, "Which one is my daughter-in-law?"
"This, this." Man Xiong chuckled and pulled Man Man to his side, "This little girl, how pretty is she?"
"Man... Manman has met senior." Manman looked extremely reserved today, especially in front of a holy king.
"Just call me daddy." The Holy King Barbarian showed two rows of white teeth. The more he looked at it, the happier he became. As he looked at it, he did not forget to take out a bright divine bead and put it into the center of Manman's eyebrows. It was a Murong's family couldn't help but be shocked when they saw the extraordinary magic weapon, which was specially designed to protect the soul.
"The Holy King took action, and it was really a big deal." Ye Chen sighed, as if he also saw the extraordinary power of the divine bead.
"Thank you dad." Manxiong grinned.
"Thank... thank you, dad." Manman was even more frightened, and her head was still a little dizzy. She never thought that a holy king would give her such a precious divine bead when they met for the first time, which made her feel unreal.
"I said, your feet are very fast!" Ye Chen poked Barbarian Xiong.
"What's the power of the legs? It can transmit sounds for thousands of miles." Manxiong licked his hair, "I checked and found that the Jiyang Sect is not close to here. It's at least half a day's journey away. Let's wait and see for him."
"Visual inspection shows that we can pick up treasures again." Ye Chen rubbed his hands.
"I said, should I call you aunt or sister." Man Xiong looked at Su Xin'er.
"This..." Man Xiong's words stunned Su Xin'er.
"What sister? Call me aunt." Man Man stepped on Barbarian Xiong hard, and then he didn't forget to say to Barbarian Xiong, "No matter how big or small."
"Okay, aunt is just aunt."
"Well, after all this, we have both been demoted one level." Ye Chen looked a little strange.
"Senior Holy King, please." While several people were talking, the strong man from the Murong family had already invited the Holy King Barbarian to a banquet.
It is worth mentioning that the Holy King Barbarian sat cross-legged and was taller than everyone present, and he didn’t use chopsticks to eat, he just grabbed it with his hands. Besides, he didn’t use the Murong family’s wine glass at all, but used the wine jar directly. , and said it very simply one jar after another.
The most important thing is that the Holy King Barbarian's appetite is not ordinary, and the banquet prepared by Murong's family is not enough for him to stuff his teeth.
Murong's family looked at it in a daze, but they would never skimp on their food. After one table was finished, they would move to the next table.
full!
After drinking for three rounds, the Holy King Barbarian patted his belly, took out his large mace, and kept nourishing it with a kind of purple blood.
Dragon blood!
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and saw the source of the purple blood.
The people of the Murong family were shocked by the mace of the Holy King Barbarian. It was a fierce weapon. If the stick was smashed down, the saint might not be able to bear it, let alone them.
boom!
As everyone watched, there was a roar from the distant sky.
Hearing the sound, everyone stood up, and saw rolling clouds and mist in the distance, as if there were thousands of troops galloping, crushing the sky.
The people from Jiyang Sect arrived, the formation was huge, and the people were overwhelming.
While he was talking, the powerful men of the Jiyang Sect had already arrived, blocking out the sky and the sun, and surrounding the Murong family like a vast ocean, threatening to engulf this fairy mountain at any moment.
boom!
As Xu Tian trembled, a saint from the Ji Yang Sect stepped forward, and his cold scolding voice was like ancient thunder, "Murong family, you are so brave, you even dare to kill people from my Ji Yang Sect."
"They deserve to be killed." The quasi-sage of the Murong family said lightly, but did not give in under the pressure of the saint. They were afraid of the saint king sitting in charge.
"Okay, very good." The Jiyang Sect saint laughed angrily.
"Kill me." Another saint suddenly raised his sword and shouted loudly that shook the heaven and the earth.
"Kill." The strong men of Jiyang Sect came overwhelmingly, either with killing formations, powerful magical powers, or life-killing weapons, all at the same time, covering the entire fairy mountain like an ocean.
However, at this moment, a huge mace suddenly appeared, sweeping across the sky. The powerful Jiyang Sect man who had just rushed up was instantly wiped out. Even the Imperial Realm and the Quasi-Saint City were wiped out. Unable to escape, the blood mist that exploded instantly filled the sky.
this... .!
The expression of the strong man from Jiyang Sect changed greatly, and he looked at the Murong Family Immortal Mountain in shock.
There, the Holy King Barbarian had already walked out, and every step he took made the sky tremble.
The three saints of Jiyang Sect narrowed their eyes slightly and stared at the man, "There is actually a saint in the Murong family."
Compared to the people of the Jiyang Sect, the strong men of the Murong family were particularly excited. The real Holy King was a giant god. He was so powerful that no one in the room could shake him.
Barbarian Xiong also flew out of the Immortal Mountain and ran to the side of Holy King Barbarian. Then he pointed at the strong man from Jiyang Sect opposite him and said, "Dad, it's these brats who beat your daughter-in-law yesterday."
"Why did you hit me?" the Holy King Barbarian said, staring at the three saints at the front of Jiyang Sect with his big eyes.
"Rough barbarians, don't talk nonsense." A saint from Jiyang Sect said coldly.
"Dad, this kid is scolding you." Barbarian Xiong picked his ears.
"I heard it."
"Where are you barbarians? Get away." A saint from Jiyang Sect shouted coldly, suddenly raised his palm and slapped it. The huge palm print covered the sky, as heavy as a mountain, carrying extremely strong pressure.
The Holy King Barbarian also moved. Without saying a word, he picked up the mace and started beating him.
boom!
The sky trembled violently, and the palm print of the Ji Yang Sect saint instantly shattered. Even the Ji Yang Sect saint flew out on the spot, flying upside down, and one of his arms exploded into blood mist.
this... ..!
The strong men of Jiyang Sect were shocked again. They knew that Saint King Barbarian was strong, but they didn't know that he could be so strong.
Is he the Holy King
The Saint of Jiyang Sect looked at the Holy King Barbarian in fear.
With one sentence, the strong men of Jiyang Sect collectively took a step back. Being able to hit the saint flying with one stick proved everything. The barbarian opposite him was not a saint, but a saint king.