The river of illusion drifts with the unknown.
The little baby with the word "Xing" has been eating for a hundred years, but he still failed to swallow the illusion and fell asleep again.
This sleep lasted three hundred years.
In the 400th year, after it woke up, it did not giggle, nor did it chase Ye Chen. It walked out of the unknown step by step, with a calmness that Ye Chen was not used to.
boom! Boom!
Not long after, rumblings were heard. It was supposed to be a big war, a cosmic-level war. The unknown area was shaken with a buzzing sound. It lasted for a hundred years. Ye Chen didn't know who was fighting, Zhao Yun? Baby? Still a young man in purple.
No one gave him an answer.
After the roar was annihilated, everything including the unknown and the universe became terrifyingly quiet.
Since then, the baby has not been seen for a thousand years.
Since then, for a thousand years, the young man in purple clothes and the Heavenly Dao of the outer universe have not been seen.
Since then, there has been no eternal music for a thousand years.
Ye Chen's waiting is lonely, full of blankness and darkness. Legends and myths are buried in the ruins of cosmic civilization. He is a desolate living creature, a spectator of history. From beginning to end, he is a witness.
boom!
The deathly silence was finally broken by a roar.
There should be an explosion from outer space.
There was such a halo that was devastating, destroying the unknown inch by inch. Whether it was blankness or darkness, they all ushered in the doomsday of illusion.
"Is this the real end?"
Ye Chen murmured to himself, having already embarked on his way home, he once looked back and saw that even if the original time and space became unknown, he could not escape the destruction. Legends, myths, and the common people have all become history and will be buried in the endless In vain.
His mood was sad.
Or maybe it's the world of mortals crying in the dark, no longer having a home.
Ancient times.
On the top of the mountain, the world of mortals carved out the truth. His expression was still so dull, his eyes were still so empty, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, like a crying walking zombie.
"Red dust."
Chu Lingyu and Hongchenxue both stepped forward and finally returned safely.
Then, Ye Chen walked out of Hongchen's body.
The empress appeared in an instant, and she was accompanied by Shenzun, Hongyan and Dihuang.
"How?" the empress whispered.
Ye Chen didn't say anything. He stood still for three to five seconds and looked at the sky with one glance.
This time and space is better, with mountains and rivers, and fireworks.
This is all thanks to Hongchen. If he hadn't gone against time and space, he wouldn't be where he is today. Time is ruthless, and memory is eternal. It is his most precious treasure.
"Eternal song."
After three or five moments, Ye Chen answered the empress' question. This was what he gained from traveling through time and space. Perhaps he could use the music to draw it out.
"Piano music?"
The empress' pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, and the gods and the others also frowned slightly.
Zheng!
Ye Chen had already sat down and put on a plain qin, and then he heard the sound of the qin, which was ancient and melodious, and saddened by the vicissitudes of life. It spread throughout the ancient times and resounded throughout the world. Every beating note, They all seem to contain a story, which makes the emperors feel in a trance and the common people feel hazy.
This is the eternal song.
Ye Chen spent thousands of years making engravings in the original time and space.
Today is the first time to play.
This eternal piano music is still very beautiful. Even the empress was lost in thought when she heard it. It seemed that there was an ancient magic power that made her unable to extricate herself.
Even she is like this, let alone others.
Along with the sound of the piano, many people subconsciously raised their hands and touched the corners of their eyes, which were moist. The music was so sad that they cried inadvertently.
But Ye Chen understood that his eternal song was far from perfect.
The sound of the piano heard in the original time and space is truly eternal. What he learned may be similar, but certain emotions cannot be learned and he needs to learn more.
"He is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
The human king sighed, and when he was done, he wiped away a handful of bitter tears.
He was still fine, and many people still sobbed.
Such a scene can be seen in every corner of the sky. Women's eyes are filled with tears, male cultivators are wailing, and even babies are screaming. It is obviously a misty fairy song, but no matter how you listen to it, it sounds like a funeral song, and everyone sheds tears.
"How many tears do you want to earn from us?"
Xie Yun clicked his tongue and wiped Xiong Er's body with snot and tears.
"We can see it."
There were many murmurs on Jade Girl Peak, and there were tears in the corners of the eyes of all the girls. In the haze, they seemed to be able to see blurry pictures. In each picture, there was a figure named Ye Chen from the back, either walking alone or fighting eight bloody battles. Huang, a pair of scenes gathered together Ye Chen's life, with blood and tears, and every moment seemed like eternity.
They are not the only ones who can see it, too many people have seen it.
The commander-in-chief of the common people carries the faith of the common people, and his piano music also embodies the common people. However, this piano music performed by him is too sad.
Zheng...!
The sound of the piano has not stopped, it is still resounding, filling the world.
The deity sat down and remained silent.
The music was so sad that he had tears in his eyes as he listened to it, remembering Qi Hua.
Dihuang was also silent, listening attentively.
But Hongyan actually fell asleep listening to the music of the piano, sleeping peacefully.
Looking at the empress, she is not normal. Listening to the music of the piano, she dances gracefully under the moon, like a butterfly, with graceful posture. She dances beautifully, as beautiful as a dream. She is the god among the emperors, and she is also a god. The immortals in it do not eat the fireworks of the world, are not stained by the dust of the world, and freeze every moment in eternity.
"Beautiful, so beautiful."
The emperors looked at it with stunned expressions, especially the emperor of heaven. Throughout the two eras, this was the first time they saw the empress dancing to Ye Chen's piano music. It was breathtakingly beautiful. Women in the world have lost their youth because of her. .
"It's you."
Ye Chen murmured that when he was listening to the Eternal Song in the original time and space, he seemed to be able to see a beautiful silhouette. He couldn't remember it at that time, but now when he saw the empress dancing, the two silhouettes fit together perfectly. They were equally graceful and dreamlike. It's like fantasy.
But how is this possible.
In the original time and space, the empress was also buried together with the common people. How could it be that she was playing the piano, and how could it be that she was dancing under the moon? It was inconsistent.
The emperor's music has not stopped, and the empress's graceful dance has not stopped.
The top of the mountain seemed to be a world of two people, one playing the piano and the other dancing gracefully, with petals flying, visions performed, and eternity engraved in the dream.
The weird thing is:
Ye Chen knew that he was playing the piano, but the empress didn't know that she was dancing, like a puppet on strings, and Ye Chen's piano sound was the string.
"How about throwing it over a bed!"
Emperor Xuan stroked his beard and spoke with sincerity. The young couple cooperated so well that maybe there would be a special event later.
"Trust me, he has a bed."
The Ghost Emperor spoke deeply, and he was referring to Ye Chen. It was probably a large iron bed with dozens of seats, which had been prepared thousands of years ago. How could he have so many families
"One is almost complete, and the other is perfect. The movement..."
Emperor Hades is also a talented person with a broad imagination. If he were to make such a collector's edition, his talent would be so dazzling.
"If I give birth to a baby, who will it be?"
Emperor Zun's mind is not ordinary.
After hearing these words, all the emperors stroked their beards. They really never thought about Chu Xuan and Chu Ling? Tearless? Ruoxi’s? Still belongs to the empress.
"It would be so embarrassing if the empress suddenly separated."
The King of Creation touched his chin and said something that made all the Imperial F4s look sideways. This person seems to have the potential of the Imperial F5s! That needs to be nurtured and nurtured.
It's a shame that the empress didn't know. It would be tragic if she knew.
Any one of these old and dishonest people would be paralyzed.
"The emperor is playing the piano? The empress is dancing?"
At the gate of the ancient prehistoric era, one after another came, listening to the sound of Ye Chen's piano. Seeing the scene on the top of the mountain, I couldn't help but be stunned, how could they be such a good match.
If they don't make a baby, it will be unbearable!
"Make a baby."
I don't know who just howled so loudly that it shocked the heavens and the gods.
"is her."
Ye Chen was still strumming the strings and had no time to pay attention to these old guys. He was looking at the Empress from the beginning to the end. The beautiful figure he saw in the original time and space was definitely the Empress. The inconsistency and confusion still troubled him to this day.
There is also the question of whether the empress dancing to the music at this moment is motivated by emotion or involuntary, or she herself is related to the eternal music.
Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped playing the piano.
He stopped, and so did the empress. She staggered on the spot before she regained consciousness. Seeing everyone looking at her, she couldn't help but frown. Did something happen
"It's a beautiful dance."
With golden light in his eyes, Ye Chen performed a water curtain in mid-air, and what was performed inside was the scene of the empress dancing, which was truly magnificent and unparalleled.
"How could this be?"
The Empress frowned deeper. Looking at Ye Chen's expression and the expressions on everyone's face, it seemed that she was the only one who had such strange behavior. She was so good, but she was dancing.
"I'm still idle, let's play another song."
The king found a place to sit down, set a table and put melon seeds on it.
Like him, too many people bring their own tables, chairs and tea, as if they are listening to music and watching a show. They have already set up their postures and are waiting for the show to start.
"It doesn't matter whether the music is played or not. The main thing is to watch the empress dance."
This is the meaning represented by the eyes of the emperors. If you are happy, you will be rewarded.
At the top of the mountain, without saying a word, Ye Chen put his hands in his hands and circled around the empress, as if he was admiring a work of art, or maybe looking at monkeys. Sometimes he reached out and pinched the empress, but she was still too much. You underestimate this bitch. If she has nothing to do with unknown and Xingzi Xiaowa, no one would believe it.
The empress was silent, but her eyes were slanted.
Someone's hand was particularly dishonest. He just pinched her jade arm, and then kicked her nose and slapped her face. Where did the softness come from
"Are you and that little kid related in any way?"
Ye Chen entered the scene in a second, and what he said was serious business, but he was not very honest in his actions. According to legend, he was the one who acted shamelessly in a serious manner.
The empress didn't reply, she slapped his hand away and disappeared.
If this had been normal, if it had been done when she was still Emperor Huang, Ye Chen would have been beaten. However, this person was already a quasi-Huang Dacheng, and she seemed unable to beat him.
ah.!
It's okay if she can't beat Ye Chen, there will always be someone she can beat.
Just like the emperor.
Whenever the empress is unhappy, he is the one who suffers. His whole set of actions always make it clear: Don't get me wrong, you definitely didn't make a mistake, it's just because you don't like your face.
Because of this fresh and refined reason, God knows how many beatings Emperor Zun received.
Over the years, the once rebellious Emperor was made docile by being punished. There were also the other three emperors, who would always take them with them whenever the Emperor was beaten.
"What a contradiction!"
Ye Chen clasped his hands and paced in place, feeling a layer of doubt that could not be cleared away.