At night, the Qingluan Clan Fairy Mountain was still so restless.
Barriers have been built, and many protective circles have been revived. Too many juniors have been sent away, and they must leave a legacy for the family.
In the attic, Ye Chen was sitting cross-legged and still awake, with a solemn appearance.
Qingluan came here a few times, but she didn't bother her. She put on her battle clothes and was always ready to fight for her family and regarded death as home.
It was late at night before Ye Chen opened his eyes and stretched hard.
The ancient holy body has healed, and the counterattack power of the Emperor's Path to the Underworld has also been wiped out. His face is ruddy and his energy and blood are majestic.
"Senior, you should have told me earlier." Ye Chen coughed dryly and looked into nothingness, "You have to react quickly, otherwise you will die."
He can't get out of the emperor's wilderness. He is much more honest and lacks confidence.
I was planning to take Dihuang back to the heavens and show off.
But now it seems that the wish is too beautiful and the reality is nonsense. It is better to be honest and save yourself from being beaten.
Thinking in his mind, he took the jade slip that Dihuang gave him.
There are two things in the storage bag, one is Emperor Huang's holy blood, and the other is this jade slip. Obviously, this thing is not simple.
But with a little force from his fingers, the jade slip was crushed into pieces.
As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw a drop of blood flying out, hanging in the air, with a hint of breath, which made Ye Chen feel familiar.
However, before he could recognize it, a flash of consciousness rushed into his divine sea.
That spiritual consciousness was fused with a story: it was about Chu Ling, recording all the secrets of the past, including the causes and consequences.
Ye Chen was stunned and took a step back, his body trembling violently.
He understood, he understood: Chu Ling's love for him had not changed from beginning to end, and the child in her belly was named Ye.
No wonder, no wonder there are babies calling daddy at the bridge.
It was his child who was calling him, who had been conceived when Chu Ling died and followed her to the underworld.
Everything is a drama, a drama played by Chu Ling and the Jade Emperor.
He only created a love catastrophe for him, forced him to undergo nirvana and transform, in order to overcome the ways of the world. He had good intentions, and he didn't understand it until today.
His eyes were instantly moist, and hot tears welled up in his eyes.
For a thousand years, his lifeless state of mind was making waves again.
A woman he had forgotten and let go of long ago melted into his eyes and was engraved in his heart, forming a picture.
Time has passed for too long, and even as strong as he is, he can no longer suppress it.
The love disaster in the past almost destroyed him. His world was full of darkness, and even the wind was cold, making him curl up.
Thousands of years later, the truth came out that she had been waiting for him.
Without thinking much, he hurriedly wiped away his tears, clasped his hands together, and quickly changed the magic formula. What he used was the Emperor's Path to the Underworld.
The drop of blood hanging in mid-air slowly sank into the earth.
Why is it so familiar? Isn't it Chu Ling's blood? With her blood, one can connect to the underworld and renew the unfinished fate.
The ancestors of Emperor Huang had already made arrangements to lead the red line for them.
He was sure that the Nine Nether Fairy Music that helped him wake up must have been played by Chu Ling. The music was sad and filled with too much emotion.
"Emperor's Way: Connecting to the Underworld." His seal was finally decided.
The ground trembled, and an ancient sarcophagus gradually protruded from the ground, one inch, then two inches. Although it was slow, it did not stop.
This time, without any effort, Chu Ling is a saint. It is much easier to access the underworld at the same level than the Supreme Emperor Huang.
While he was talking, the coffin had completely come out and was standing in front of him.
Then, the coffin lid was seen toppling over, and the coffin also fell down.
Only Chu Ling was left, standing quietly like a puppet, with a dull look, empty eyes, and jade shoulders stained with the dust of time.
At this moment, she seemed to have just crawled out of the grave.
A wisp of dust blew away the dust on her shoulders.
And her empty eyes gradually took on human emotions. The peerless woman lost her beauty and regained her former grace.
Time seems to be frozen in this moment, engraved with eternity.
A trace of mist in her eyes condensed into frost under the moonlight, and her eyes were hazy with tears, blurring her vision.
He had tears in his eyes and all over his face, desolate from the vicissitudes of life.
This glance, to him, is like a thousand years, six reincarnations, wasted time, every minute and every second is a carving knife.
"Ye Chen, will you... fall in love with... Chu Ling'er again?" Chu Ling choked, her eyes filled with tears, and her cheeks were stained with tears.
"I'm sorry." Ye Chen cried, and took a step forward to hug Chu Ling, with hot tears soaking her clothes.
It took a thousand years to let go of her, but only a moment to love her again.
In a love disaster, he was in heart-wrenching pain, and she was heartbroken. She felt as much pain as he felt.
Chu Ling also cried, burying her cheek into his chest, greedily feeling his temperature, and greedily listening to his heartbeat.
The baby in her belly was also crying with joy.
It's not easy for parents to go through hardships all the way. The little guy is very sensible and can clearly feel that this is blood dissolving in water.
"I'm so touched." Ming Jue put his hands in his hands and just sighed.
"After so much hardship, I finally waited for this day." Bai Zhi whispered with a smile, her beautiful eyes were misty, and she was a little envious.
How wonderful love is, even as time goes by, love cannot be concealed. The other side of the galaxy will eventually wait for that person.
"You... win." Emperor Hades smiled and shook his head.
Di Huang smiled slightly but said nothing, feeling very pleased.
Finally, there was no danger. His plan was not in vain. If Ye Chen died, it would be the biggest regret for her.
On the eaves again, Ye Chen and Chu Ling'er were leaning against each other.
Ye Chen was like a child, lying on Chu Ling's lap, looking at her lower abdomen, and seemed to be able to see the pink baby in her belly.
Those are his flesh and blood, which are still in a sealed state.
When he looked at it, the little baby was also looking at him, with big eyes twitching and giggling from time to time. Blood was thicker than water, and it was very kind.
Chu Ling was as tender as water, stroking Ye Chen's vicissitudes of white hair, "She hasn't given a name yet, daddy, please pick one!"
"Ye Ling'er." Ye Chen smiled immediately without even thinking about it, "He has my last name and your first name, our child."
"Okay." Chu Ling smiled sweetly, saying she was going to be a mother.
"It's been three hundred years, when will she come out?" Ye Chen put his ear close to his and felt that the little guy was kicking him.
"Senior Dihuang said that she was conceived in the heavens, so she was born in the heavens, and the cause and effect are settled." Chu Ling smiled lightly.
"That's right." Ye Chen chuckled, and did not forget to threaten the little guy: Little one, be honest.
The feeling of being a father is really good and wonderful.
Although in the human world, he has been a father for a hundred years, but that is an illusion. In reality, he is a little nervous.
"Ye Chen, I miss home." Chu Ling'er buried herself in Ye Chen's arms again, rubbing her gently and murmuring softly.
"We will go back after helping the Qingluan family out of crisis and after finding the reincarnation in the spiritual realm." Ye Chen smiled warmly.
The night sky is still so deep and the stars are bright.
At some point, Chu Ling fell into sleep, hugging her tightly with her hands, fingers clasped tightly, and sometimes she was still talking about Chu Ling in her sleep.
Ye Chen smiled, stood up slowly, and carried her back to the attic.
He should be emotional and sincerely grateful to Dihuang. Without that love disaster, he would probably fall into the human world.
Although the injury was serious, he finally achieved positive results.
It's suffering, but it's also luck; it's pain, but it's also surprise.
Reflecting the bright moonlight, he also fell asleep, hugging his wife and children. It was the first time in thousands of years that he felt so comfortable.
"Don't sleep! Call us over!" On Jie Ming Mountain, Ming Jue Monkey was anxious and jumped up and down.
Bai Zhi glanced sideways, while Di Huang and Ming Di looked back, both looking at this guy. He had a profound meaning. He was trying to pick up girls, and he looked anxious for other people's children.
"I'm rushing to help." Ming Jue chuckled.
"Prodigal son." Bai Zhi rolled her eyes and was too lazy to respond.
"Bring your equipment with you to avoid suffering any losses." Emperor Ming was generous, and with a flick of his sleeves, the two emperor soldiers merged into their bodies.
"Aren't you going to bring one to Ye Chen?" Bai Zhi asked.
"Forget it, what about his great ability?" Emperor Hades smiled, "Besides, the emperor's soldiers in the underworld cannot leave too much."