The river in vain drifts with the unknown,.

After eating for a hundred years, she failed to swallow her vanity and fell asleep again.

This is 300 years.

In the 400th year, when he woke up, he did not giggle or go after ye Chen. He stepped out of the unknown step by step and calmly let Ye Chen not get used to it.

Boom! Boom!

Before long, I heard the roar that there should be a big war, a world-class war. The unknown was buzzing and shaking for a hundred years. Ye Chen did not know who was fighting, Zhao Yun? Baby? Or the youth in purple.

No one gave him an answer.

To be destroyed, including the unknown, including the universe, are still terrible.

Since then, there has been no baby for a thousand years.

Since then, the youth in purple and the outer universe have not been seen for a thousand years.

Since then, there has been no eternal song.

Ye Chen's waiting is desolate, full of blank, but also full of darkness. The ruins of the universe civilization have buried legends and myths. He is a desolate living creature and a spectator of history. From beginning to end, he is a witness.

Boom!

The silence of death is broken by a roar.

There should be an outer space explosion.

There is such a halo, is the withered and decadent, inch by inch destroyed the unknown, whether blank, or dark, ushered in the end of the vain.

"Is this the real end?"

Ye Chen murmured to himself that he had set foot on his way home. He looked back and saw that the most original time and space, even if it was unknown, could not escape the destruction. Legends, myths, and human beings are completely history and will be buried in boundless vanity.

His mood is sad.

Or, it is the world of mortals crying in the dark, there is no home.

In ancient times, there was a great famine.

On the top of the mountain, the world of mortals carved out the truth. His face was still so dull, his eyes were still so empty, and his eyes were hung with tears, like a walking corpse crying.

"The world of mortals."

Chu Lingyu and hongchenxue both came forward and finally came back safely.

After that, leaves come out of the body.

The female emperor's instant manifestation, together with God, beauty and Emperor Huang.

"How." The empress spoke softly.

Ye Chen did not have words, enough to set three or five seconds, a look at the sky.

Or this time and space is good, there are mountains and rivers, human fireworks.

This is thanks to the world of mortals, if he did not reverse time and space, he would not have today, the years are merciless, memory is eternal, that is his most precious treasure.

"The song of eternity."

Three or five seconds later, ye Chen answered the empress's question. This is the harvest he got from crossing time and space. Maybe we can use the music to lead it out.

"Piano music?"

The empress's eyebrows and eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the gods respected them.

Zheng!

Ye Chen has already sat down and put on a plain Qin. Then, he hears the sound of the zither, which is ancient and melodious. The vicissitudes of life are also sad and cool. It spreads all over the ancient times and resounds all over the world. Every note that beats seems to carry a story. The emperors are in a trance and the human mind is hazy.

This is the song of eternity.

Ye Chen used thousands of years to engrave in the original time and space.

Today, it's the first time to play.

This eternal music, or very beautiful, even the empress listen to the loss of mind, as if there is an ancient magic, let her mind can not extricate themselves.

Even her, let alone others.

With the music, many people subconsciously raised their hands and touched the corners of their eyes. It was moist. How sad and cool the music was, they cried inadvertently.

But ye Chen knows that his eternal song is far away.

The music he heard in the original time and space is really eternal. What he learned may be very similar, but he can't learn a certain emotion, which needs more understanding.

"If you are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting."

People Wang a sigh, finished, wipe a bitter tears.

He is still good, and many people still sob.

Such a scene can be seen everywhere in the sky. Women's eyes are whirling, men's hands are wailing, and even babies are crying. It's obviously an ethereal fairy song. But how to listen to it, it's like a funeral song, and everyone is in tears.

"How many tears do we have to earn?"

Xie Yun tut tongue, really a snot a tear, all wipe bear two body.

"We can see it."

There are many murmurs on the Jade Maiden peak, and all the women have tears in their eyes. In the hazy, it seems that you can see a blurred picture. In each pair, there is a figure called Ye Chen's back. Some of them are lonely, or they are fighting in the eight Barrens. A pair of pairs gather together Ye Chen's life. There is blood and tears. Every moment, it seems to be eternal.

Those who can see, not only them, but also too many.

The commander-in-chief of the common people carries the belief of the common people, and his music is also full of the common people. However, this piece of music is too sad to be performed by him.Zheng!

The music is still ringing, and it is ringing all over the world.

The LORD had sat down, silent.

The song is too sad and cold. He also tears in his eyes and remembers Qi.

Emperor Huang also silently, listen to.

And red face, actually listen to the piano sound sleep, sleep in peace.

Seeing the female emperor, it is not normal. Listening to the music, she dances under the moon, such as a butterfly, and the divine posture is dancing. She dances beautifully and beautifully. She is the God of the emperor and the immortal in the God. She does not eat fireworks and dust from all walks of life, and it sets the eternal moment.

"Beauty, it's beautiful."

The gods were dazzled, especially the emperor of Tianting. Looking at the two dynasties, they still saw the female emperor dance and matched the piano music of Ye Chen. The beauty suffocated people. The world women were all dim by her.

"It's you."

Yechenan, when listening to eternal music in the original time and space, it seems that he can see a beautiful shadow. At that time, I can't remember that, now I see the female emperor dancing, two back images, which perfectly fit, the same charm and the same dream.

But how could it be.

In the original time and space, the female emperor was buried with cangsheng. How could she play the piano and how she danced under the moon, contradicted before and after.

The music of the emperor is still in the air, and the dance of the female emperor man is still in the air.

The mountain top, as if it were two people world, a harp, one dancing, petals flying, there is a strange interpretation, dream engraved eternal.

What is strange is:

br > Ye Chen knows that she is playing the piano, but the female emperor doesn't know that she is dancing. It seems like a puppet with a string, and the sound of Ye Chen's piano is the line.

"Or, throw a bed over!"

Xuandi stroked his beard, and he said that he was very attentive. The two sides, who cooperated with each other, were not well understood. There will be special activities later.

"Believe me, he has a bed."

Ghost emperor a deep language, said from ye Chen, even a dozens of people platform of the iron bed, as early as a thousand years ago, who let his family more!

"One quasi wasteland is great success, one is perfect, that movement is still...."

The emperor of the underworld, who is also a brain hole, is a talent who takes such a treasure edition, then his force, how dazzling.

"If this gives birth to a baby, who is it?"

The brain of emperor Zun is not a general wonder.

All the emperors who listened to this said a while stroking their beard. They didn't think about it. It was the Chu Xuanchu Ling? No tears? Ruoxi? It's still the Queen's.

"If that is when, the woman emperor suddenly comes to a separation, how embarrassed it should be."

The creator touched his chin, and the word provoked the emperor F4 to his eyes. This one seems to have the potential of emperor Tao F5! That needs to be well cultivated.

Thanks to the empress, if you know, it will be miserable.

If these old and unjust, one is counted, will be half dead.

"The emperor plays the piano? The queen is dancing? "

At the gate of the ancient flood, a group of waves came. It was heard the music of Ye Chen. When I saw a scene on the top of the mountain, I was not surprised by how a match was achieved.

If they don't make a baby, it's hard to look at it!

"Make a baby."

I don't know who howled, surprised the world sobbing ghosts.

"It's her."

Ye Chen is still plucking the strings, and he has no time to take care of these old guys. All the things he saw from beginning to end are female emperors. The beautiful image he saw in the original time and space is definitely the female emperor. The doubts about the contradiction between the two sides have troubled him.

There is also the female emperor at the moment, listening to the music, is it sentimental, or not independent, or, she is itself associated with the eternal music.

Thinking of this, he stopped the music suddenly.

He stopped, the female emperor stopped, and staggered in place to recover to be sober. When he saw the world looking at her, he stopped, and did not stop frowning. What happened?

"It's beautiful to dance."

Ye Chen Eye Lucky golden light, in the air performance of a water curtain, its interpretation, is the female emperor dance screen, really gorgeous.

"How could it be."

The female emperor frowned deeper. She looked at Ye Chen's appearance and the expression of the world. She seemed to be alone. She had this strange move. She was very kind and she danced.

"Idle is also idle, another one."

The king of man sat down for the land, set up the table and put the seeds on it.

For example, too many people bring their own table and chair tea products, just like a look of listening to music children, the posture has been set, so that the good play will begin.

"It is not important to see the lady dance, but not the piano."

This is the moral of the eyes of the emperors. I am glad to have a reward.

On the top of the mountain, ye Chen did not speak, and took his hand, and turned around the female emperor. It was like appreciating art, and maybe watching monkey. Sometimes she reached out and pinched it on the empress. She looked down on the girls too much. If she had nothing to do with the unknown and the little girl of the sentence, the ghost would not believe it.The empress did not speak, but her eyes were slanting.

Someone's hand, especially dishonest, knead her jade arm even if, still pedal nose on the face, which soft to which to come!

"Are you related to the baby?"

Ye Chen into the play one second, said is serious, but the hands are not very honest, legend, serious play shameless, said that he.

The empress did not answer, clapped open his hand, instant body disappeared.

If this is put in the usual, if put in her time when she is still a desolate emperor, ye Chen can't avoid being beaten. However, this is a quasi barren Dacheng, she seems to be unable to beat.

Ah!

But ye Chen can't fight. There's always something she can beat.

It's like the emperor.

Every time the empress is unhappy, he is the one who suffers. The whole set of actions that cover her face all the time make a statement: don't misunderstand. You are absolutely not wrong. It's just that you look at your face.

For this reason, God knows how many times emperor Zun was beaten.

For many years, the once rebellious emperor Zun, Leng was tidied up in his clothes, and there were other three emperors. When Emperor Zun was beaten, he would always take them.

"There's a contradiction between them."

Ye Chen Chuai hands, in situ pace, there is a layer of doubt fog can not be opened.