Chapter 2088

A simple dialogue, the second floor of the restaurant is lively, legend, a word is not right to open dry, that is to say they, this fight, or not to see, from the outside listen to it, tinkling bell clanging sound, than before more violent, the entire restaurant is shaking.

Soon, I saw a man fly out of the restaurant.

The man, not an old man in purple robe, was Ye Chen, and fell into Venus.

Grandma, is still a martial arts expert!

Ye Chen stood up with his old waist covered, and his nose was swollen and embarrassed. Yes, he was beaten. It was strange. He met an expert or a martial arts expert. He had built up his internal power for decades. He was able to fight without fraud. The problem is that he has been sealed up as a mortal, so-called blood, so-called origin, and even the house of flesh and body, which are deprived of evil spirits. Ordinary people are beaten. They are not in the place of the ordinary people If there is internal force on the upper side, he will be far away.

Tut tut!

Looking at the beaten Ye Chen, Yan Luo, who is in the ten halls of the world Mingshan, is tongue slung. The hall is barren and ancient holy body, the God of war of the world, even the great emperor has killed more than one, and it is beaten by a human. This matter, it is said that there will be no one to believe, and it will be startled by the heaven.

Besides, the purple robe is urine.

Beating the ancient holy body is not fun enough for him to blow for a lifetime.

Night, soon into peace.

Night Zhuxian Town, prosperous day, street crowd, shouting this rise and fall.

The restaurant business is still that good.

The restaurant's back kitchen, also a crowd of people move, the chef turned over the iron pot, making a delicious dish, the second child constantly ran, reported the name of the dish, also constantly urged the dishes, how to shout.

Besides washing dishes, I also said with great dedication.

Ye Chen, one of them, was beaten by purple robe elders in the daytime. The shopkeeper didn't let him go. He gave money for dinner. Since ancient times, he left to brush the dishes. When he earned enough money and left.

The picture of washing dishes by the ancient holy body is very eye-catching.

It is not blowing. If the monk knows, the team of people who run will be able to discharge the galaxy.

And some people, very conscious, have been taken with memory crystal.

Those old and dishonest, from the ten Hall of hell Yan Luo, ye Chen dishes of brilliant deeds, by them a little good, all photographed, waiting to go to the heavens, sell a good price, this is the world's wonders, put the memory crystal stone on the bed, can not protect evil.

On one side, the Emperor Ming wants to laugh.

As for Emperor Huang, his expression was embarrassed. Ye Chen has created a new river. Since the first ancient and ancient holy body, I'm afraid he can no longer find Ye Chen. Nothing can he do.

Man, your Lord!

The restaurant chef, ye Chen scolded again. If he was not a king of man, evil spirits would not bring him to Zhuxian Town, and would not seal him into a mortal, take away all his family, even if he had no money to eat. Most embarrassed, he met a martial arts expert, clever him, was beaten to distinguish between the East and the south, and was beaten to say nothing, and was carried here... Washing dishes.

For years, he was not so embarrassed.

Who is he? He is the Lord of the heaven, the emperor of the great Chu, and the ancient body of the heaven. He killed more than one emperor, and was beaten by a human being. He was arrested and put on the washing plate. His name is great! His first world fame! So it was a clean job to be defeated.

"Little fellow, where is home, it's a face!"

On the side of Ye Chen, someone spoke and looked carefully. It was the old man who beat him in purple robe during the day, lying leisurely on his seat, reading a broken ancient book, and was calm and relaxed.

It was him who brought the leaf Chen to the dishes.

And from ye Chen to here, he also followed, said to read, in fact, is to stare at Ye Chen, strange only strange, ye Chen can play, ordinary people can not take, do not pay attention to children, fear and chaos, but also only his martial arts master, can the town live this tyrant meal.

It's really free to say him.

A martial arts expert, how noble his identity is, does not enjoy the happiness, but runs to this idle light.

"Old man, you're waiting for me." Ye Chen can't help swearing.

"Not a little temper." The old man in purple robe smiled and was not angry at all. "What kind of people have not seen in the Jianghu for decades, so now, the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers. Too many, he doesn't give money to eat. He can't say anything. Do you think it is reasonable?"

"Be a bit more lazy."

"After you have washed all these plates, you will leave."

The old man is a nagging, and it doesn't end.

Ye Chen heard a buzzing head.

Not blowing. If it was put in the past, this old man, space in the morning.

The old man urged him to speak.

"Old man, you are not three more every night, and you have a bad stomach pain." Ye Chen washed dishes, while leisurely said, "to more than four, all over the body hot and unbearable, to the fifth more, then the whole body cold and bone, six more uncomfortable, body like knife cutting, if it seems to be late."

Wen Yan, leisurely old man, sit up, "how do you know.""It's a miracle that you can always live if you practice together with the flame." Ye Chen said at will.

In a word, the old man subconsciously stood up.

At that moment, his eyes at Ye Chen changed. His internal power indeed included ice and fire. All this was due to his greedy, old age, and poisoned by the martial arts.

However, this secret, no one in the world knows, but was told by people, how not to be surprised.

"Who the hell are you?" The purple robed old man's eyes narrowed slightly.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I can save you." Ye Chen said with a smile.

Hearing this, the old man in purple robe trembled and took Ye Chen away.

In the back garden, the old man let go of Ye Chen. Looking at Ye Chen, he was killed too much. He didn't want to die in pain in his old age. Most of the people in front of him were noble people.

"No matter pay any price, I will not hesitate." Said the old man.

"Just talk nonsense and get a pen and paper." Ye Chen quipped.

The old man was also very sarcastic. He took things from the empty space and seized the paper and pen.

Ye Chen smoothed his sleeve, picked up his pen and touched the ink. With the help of God, he wrote hundreds of words on the paper. Although he was sealed as a mortal, he still had experience. He had 10000 ways to solve the problem. He could save people and get a good relationship. The most important thing is that he didn't want to stay in this ghost place to wash dishes and save the old man in purple robe.

Three or five seconds later, he threw his pen at will and ran to enjoy the flowers.

Behind him, the old man in purple robe picked up the paper and looked at it at first. It was shocking because ye Chen's handwriting had an indescribable aura. It was clear that it was a word, but it was all inclusive.

Looking at the way to crack it, the old man was shocked.

With only a few hundred words, this paper expounds that ice and fire generate and conquer each other, which contains the true meaning of Kung Fu.

"This method is not bad." Ye Chen said leisurely.

The old man's mind was interrupted, hurried forward, respectfully salute, "I have eyes, do not know Mount Tai."

"I'm just a half baked boy. The real Mount Tai is my master."

"I dare to ask you that your master is

"Shifu said, don't let it spread out." Ye Chen said very casually, but in fact, he was fooling the old man, so he could not recover from the injury. He had to find someone to frighten the old man.

Don't say, the old man in purple is really scared.

He was not surprised. He said that ye Chen's handwriting and the way to solve it were extraordinary. He was only an apprentice. It can be imagined that the master was so terrible that he must be a martial arts expert or a hermit expert.

Thinking of this, the old man's forehead exuded cold sweat.

He is not afraid of Ye Chen, but he is afraid of Ye Chen. His master left his apprentice, and that's fine.

"I'm short of money recently. I don't know if anyone can give me some." Ye Chen said as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, yes, I have." The old man took the money bag in a hurry.

"That's about it." Ye Chen weighed the money bag. It was heavy enough. There were several hundred taels. In the ordinary world, the money was enough for a family to live without worry. The old man was generous. With these few hundred Liang, at least he didn't have to worry about eating. He gave it for nothing.

"Little friend, it's rude to do things in the daytime." The old man said with a smile.

"It's OK. My master is generous."

"Your master, you can be in Zhuxian Town." The old man tentatively said.

"That old man, God knows where it is." Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, said, and then went out, this money, walk the road, all a little bit floating.

The old man catches up and wants to hold a banquet, but is refused by Ye Chen.

The old man did not dare to force, but his heart fluttered, and he did not know whether he was excited or frightened.

After a long time, he turned around, closed the door tightly and adjusted his skill.

Here, ye Chen leaves the restaurant and disappears in the street.

A small garden, he appeared again, was bought with ten Liang, which was regarded as a residence. The king of man asked him to wait for others. God knows how many years it will take him to wait. In the human form, he has to eat and live.

Night, gradually deep.

Under the old trees in the garden, ye Chen holds the wine pot and looks at the starry sky.

Perhaps, no one would have thought that a sacred body of the ancient wasteland was trapped in a mortal Town, infinitely close to the edge of the universe, and far away from the great Chu, there were already many star regions separated.

Soon, he closed his mind and looked inside again.

Zijin little gourd was sealed, and the evolution stopped. He also wanted to take it out and have a look. What hurt him was that he didn't have that ability. He was too cruel to enchant evil spirits. He sealed him to death. However, everything related to friars was isolated, including magic weapons, magic power, origin and blood. If not, he would not be beaten by ordinary people. It is still very embarrassing to think of it.

Late at night, he climbed on the roof and scanned Zhuxian Town.

In the middle of the night, this ancient town is very quiet. It can be said that everything is quiet. There is still no difference. What can be seen is only ordinary and simple, nothing else.

"Zhuxian Town, Zhuxian sword, there won't be any connection!"Quiet night, no sound, only the whispers of Ye Chen, in the heaven and earth, infinite reverberation, he knows too much about the king of man, for no reason, will never let evil spirits leave him in a mortal ancient town, during this period, there must be a secret, as for what is unknown.