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

Under the old tree, Chu Ling'er sat gracefully, sitting in a graceful position, with a smile on her face, showing the tenderness of her daughter's home.

Ye Chen, just one or two meters away, supported an easel, held a brush, and outlined it with strokes.

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

However, when I looked at the paintings painted by Ye Chen, the so-called romance was only the only way to go, and the painting was really erotic.

Chu Ling was obviously wearing clothes, but he painted naked, and the whole thing was a... body photo.

Besides, the painter is absolutely master level, and he portrays Chu Ling's white * to perfection, which is very charming.

There is really no one else in this mood, pursuit, and realm.

It is worth mentioning that every time this guy draws a stroke, he will lift up a little on his lower body and say it in a slight manner.

"Not healed yet?" Chu Ling asked for it for some time.

"Don't be anxious!" Ye Chen said, outlining another stroke, then took two steps back, touched his chin and admired, "Not bad."

"A painting takes more than three hours. Did you deliberately spend me?" Chu Ling didn't believe it and rubbed his neck.

When she saw the scroll, she felt like she was struck by lightning.

Is this her? Yes, it’s her, Chu Ling'er, who is naked, has a good figure, and is protruding as it should be protruding as it should be protruding.

In an instant, her cheeks turned red. I don’t know if they were shy or angry, but I felt that you were always drawing my naked body.

"It's not bad!" Ye Chen threw away his brush and shook his head very casually. After finishing his work, he didn't forget to pursed his head.

"Ye Chen." Chu Ling got crazy and stomped her feet in anger.

Her scream was quite magnetic and extremely high in decibels. The people who were in their sleep were so shocked that they sat up suddenly.

Too many people looked at Qingluan Peak with strange expressions.

The couple was really uneasy. They didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and they were shocked and disturbed us so much that we couldn't sleep.

The Qingluan Peak was lively, Ye Chen rolled and crawled in front, and Chu Ling was furious and chased after him.

She is ashamed, too embarrassed. She knows that he is shameless, but she didn't expect that she is so shameless. What's ridiculous is that she is very cooperative.

"Or why do you draw mine too?" Ye Chen grinned.

"You are shameless." Chu Ling 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, and light appeared.

Not to mention, Chu Ling'er really stopped, and the raised iron rod was fixed in the air, quietly looking at the light on Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen's body... is manifested in the illusion, the imprint of the psychic contract, and a mysterious force envelops his body.

It is obvious that Qingchuan is in the host of the heavens... Li Chuansheng, in the spiritual Qingchuan, but the spiritual contract is in Ye Chen's body.

"I'm leaving." Ye Chen smiled and gently stroked Chu Ling's cheek. His vulgar expression dissipated, and his eyes were filled with warmth.

"Be careful." Chu Ling was not angry, and his previous shame and anger disappeared instantly because of Ye Chen's words.

"Wait for me." Ye Chen smiled and covered his face with a ghost mask. He was a celebrity, but he didn't want to be seen and caused unnecessary trouble. He was relieved to wear a mask.

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

"It's given by my wife, so I have to keep it." Ye Chen laughed and took it and put it in his arms. This... is a baby.

After saying that, his body became transparent, and then turned into a ray of light, penetrated into Tianxiao, and disappeared in an instant.

Chu Lingyang waved his hand gently, and his heart was empty.

After experiencing life and death, I don’t want to part again, even for a few months or even days, and I don’t want to just look for it in my memory.

Bai Zhi, Ming Jue, Qing Luan and Zi Xuan are all here too.

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

"The heavens and the ten thousand realms are going to be lively." Ming Jue sighed.

No one refuted this sentence, but he agreed with it.

Who is Ye Chen, a natural treasure and a natural god of war. His existence confirms a truth: wherever he goes, he is lively.

When he went back this time, it would be strange if he didn't make trouble in the world. If he didn't have a great family in the prehistoric world, he wouldn't be Ye Chen.

On this side, Ye Chen's consciousness drifted away and his body was distorted.

He was in a mysterious passage, and the flow of light was 6 out of nowhere. The flow of light reversed time and subverted space.

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

Spiritual art is unconventional and does not care about the domain surface and the domain surface, but compared with the Emperor Dao Tongming, it is still a big level behind.

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

When you appear again, you will see a mountain with towering peaks and towering ancient trees standing in the sky. Occasionally you can hear monsters roaring.

Ye Chen stood, gently leaning down and closing his eyes slightly, letting the starry moonlight droop, and only greedily absorbing the breath of heaven and earth.

The long-lost feeling, the long-lost breath, the comfortable enjoyment.

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

At this moment, even the hardest heart melted, and I was so excited that I wanted to cry. I went through hardships and hardships all the way, but I finally came back.

"Who are you?" When Ye Chen was enjoying it, an inappropriate tone sounded, his tone was extremely puzzled.

The young man was talking, and he stood beside Ye Chen.

He was dressed in white and purple, looked very ordinary, not surprising, and his cultivation was not very high. He was only a quasi-saint, but also a primary level.

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 connects Ye Chen with psychics.

But what surprised him was that this was not his spiritual beast, his contracted spiritual beast was a green phoenix.

Also, who is the masked man he had sent out? All doubts turned into two words: confused.

"You are Li Changsheng." Ye Chen looked over with his eyes.

"Yes... it's me." Li Changsheng nodded, his expression a little scared, as if he had smelled a terrible aura from Ye Chen.

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

"Chichenxing." Li Changsheng replied, he was a little confused. Who asked whom you sister?

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

"This, I..."

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

Ye Chen then saw three people standing opposite him, one with a young man in black robe, one with a middle-aged man in purple robe, and one with an old man in white robe.

All three of them had blood-red eyes, fierce and evil spirits, holding a killing sword, and their evil spirits surged, like three robbers licking blood at the tip of a knife.

Li Changsheng hurriedly held the sword tightly, and his forehead was sweating coldly.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the three people opposite him with interest. They were all quasi-saint level, one to three, no wonder Li Changsheng was spiritual.

"Who are you? Where is Qingchuan?" Li Changsheng stared at the opposite side while transmitting Ye Chen, "What's the situation?"

"Baby stay, get out." Ye Chen did not reply to Li Changsheng. These words were said to the three people on the other side, very fierce.

"Hey!" The young man in black robe stopped doing it, and he climbed to the sky in one step, without saying a word, Ling Tian had a sword light.

Ye Chen said nothing, and just raised his hand at will, wiped out the sword light, and even the young man in black robe flew out.

This flight, I don’t know how far I flew out, just like a stream of light, crashing into more than a dozen mountains all the way before falling down.

Now, the world became quiet. Not only Li Changsheng beside him, but also the middle-aged and old man opposite him were trembling with shock.

He casually swung the quasi-saint flying. As long as he didn't get into his mind, he knew that Ye Chen was not simple, and he was the weakest, and he was also a saint.

"You...who are you?" The middle-aged man in purple robe and the old man in white robe trembled all over, and he looked at Ye Chen with horror.

Miscalculation, serious miscalculation, was an absolute suppression situation. Who would have thought that Li Changsheng's psychic person was so arrogant?

Compared to them, Li Changsheng was excited. He wanted to communicate with Qingchuan, and the lineup of two-on-three could escape at the least.

But looking at this scene, the person in front of him was much more silence than Qingchuan.

For a moment, this guy's waist was so straight. No matter who Ye Chen was, he was the one who was spiritual.

While speaking, Ye Chen had waved his hand, and the middle-aged and old man who were still retreating, knelt on the spot, with two big words sticking to the ground.
Chapter completed!