The Evil Imperial Monarch

Chapter 1817: Feeling

Sitting in the house for a while, Ye Chu experienced the tragic years that had never been remembered.

The old man is still dead, but he has survived strongly, but he has not reached the expectations of the elderly.

I have money, but I have not realized my own value. I have been immersed in the Fengyue place all day, and I have passed the life of a drunken, meaningless life.

In the end, I died at a young age, and I came across this continent, and my life was on a super scum.

"Well, you have to live well and live your own meaning..."

Deep in memory, Ye Chu seems to have heard the old man's entrustment to himself. He slowly opened his eyes and his face was full of painful tears.

"I know……"

Ye Chu regarded this old man as his own grandfather. He heard that Grandpa was so vocal, and Ye Chu could not control his tears. He could only nod.

The thatched cottage of love is simple, but it has such magic, which reminds him of that period of time.

"Live your own meaning..."

Ye Chu murmurs the old man's embarrassment to himself. He is thinking about the meaning of his life, and what is the meaning of his own life.

"money?"

He denied it, and it has reached the point where it is now, and what is the use of money. Even if it is like a golden doll, there are countless Jinshan Yinshan and what is the use, there is a large ticket of the mysterious stone, Lingshi is also useful.

"right?"

He also feels unlikely that this continent has no official, set up a martial art? Here is the wind and rain?

Ye Chu also has no such interest. Even if it is like Sansheng, what is the use of this Shangqi on the island of Biling?

"color?"

This Ye Chu agrees that there are many wives, they are women they love, of course, they must be guarded.

At the same time, this is also a firm point. As long as anyone hurts his own woman and beats his own woman's idea, the other party must pay a painful price, no matter who.

It's just called color, it seems to be too much, it should be called love.

“Repaired? Supreme? Longevity?”

This is also what Ye Chu pursues. As a practitioner, who does not want to climb to the peak, knows the secret of longevity.

Practice is like a road to the sky. The first-order and first-order are constantly rising, and every step of the liter, body and mind, will be sublimated.

The feeling of speed brought about by this sublimation is definitely more attractive than the so-called poisoning on the earth, or something else.

Ye Chu also hopes to climb the summit and win the supreme position, but he does not think of Megatron, but just wants to be the strongest, so that he can guard what he wants to protect, including his own lover.

Only if you become the strongest person, will you not have someone else to fight your idea, become a fairy, and not grow up, Ye Chu really is not too concerned.

Life is in the centuries of the world, and the practitioners can only live for thousands of years. If you live for tens of thousands of years and hundreds of thousands of years, it must be a kind of loneliness and a torture.

"hiss……"

Just then, in the thatched cottage, a soft glow suddenly appeared.

There was a figure in the house, which was the back of a tall man. It was like a fairy in the sky.

"Love!"

Ye Chu exclaimed in his heart. When he saw this back, he knew that this was the love of the holy, but this figure did not pay attention to him, but slowly appeared, and then sat at the stone table.

And Ye Chu himself, it seems to be a person outside the painting, he can see the situation inside the house in front of him, but he can't see him.

In the picture, I only saw the love sage sitting at the stone table, took out a pair of chessboards, and played chess with myself leisurely.

The temperament of the sacred temperament, the natural way of the Tao, and the handsome figure, is not like a practitioner, it is more like a beautiful man.

"It’s no wonder that love is holy. This looks really makes me cute..."

Ye Chu’s mouth showed a smile, only to see the love of the game in the picture and play chess with himself, leisurely, a game of chess is half a year.

"time to go……"

"Thank you……"

"I understand... live your own meaning..."

What surprised Ye Chu was that there was a voice of affection in the house, and the love saint actually said the same words as the old man, and lived his own meaning.

After the love affair understood all this, the figure dissipated with the wind, and Ye Chu once again landed in the thatched house, as if nothing had happened.

"How is this going?"

“Is this a land of insight?”

Ye Chu was very confused. I don't know why this happened. He didn't stay here any more.

The meaning of his living has been understood, no need to stay here again, no need.

......

Soon after, Ye Chu came to the base camp of the Blue Ocean and came to the palace of the black-faced Rakshasa.

"Ye Chu, you are here?" Only after such a short time, I saw Ye Chu, the black-faced Rakshasa was puzzled, and thought that Ye Chu would stay in the holy house for a few more days.

After all, it is the place where the Supreme Supreme has lived. If you can stay in it for a few years, you will benefit from life.

Ye Chu sighed and said: "There is nothing to gain, just a small thatched house, perhaps it has nothing to do with love."

"Also..."

The black-faced Rakshasa sighed and then asked: "How about Ye Chu, what did you think about the previous things?"

"What is it?" Ye Chu is somewhat puzzled.

Black-faced Rakshasa: "Join us in the blue sea..."

"Oh..." Ye Chu said with some entanglement, "You also know that I am a person without a heart, and it is impossible to join the blue sea..."

"Haha, just a joke with you, the Lord told me before the retreat, will not let you join the blue sea, people without heart peaks we will not accept." Black face Raksha smiled.

He has always been a cold face, it is rare to have such a relaxed mood, which is related to the identity of Ye Chu, and also related to the attitude of Guo Sheng to Ye Chu.

"Right, **** brother, I want to ask you a favor." Ye Chu said.

Black-faced Rakshasa asked: "What? Even though..."

"I want you to find someone for me in the blue sea..." Ye Chu said.

"Who?"

"Look at you..." Ye Chu raised his hand and drew the shadow of the old man in the black robe in the void.

"It's him……"

The black-faced Rakshasa recognized the old man at a glance, and his tone was also dignified: "What are you looking for?"

"Black-faced big brother, do you know this person?" Ye Chu frowned, his face was cold, and shouted, "Look for him!"

"Oh? What is your holiday with him?" From the tone of the black face Rakshasa, it seems that this black robe old man is not very popular.

Ye Chudao: "I have two women. Under my guidance, I am practicing boxing with me. However, this person has been stalking from it, misleading my woman with evil methods, and making my woman go into flames. Now it is alive."

"It turned out to be..."

The black-faced Rakshasa seems to have guessed this for a long time, but the tone is still somewhat heavy: "This person is called Wang Hao, one of the 18 elders of our azure sea. He is indeed proficient in this road, so people in the blue sea. It won't be easy to provoke him. And this person has been traveling for a long time, it is not so easy to find him."