Heavenly Star

The evil emperor's face was covered and he could not see any of his expressions, but the wind still felt him laughing: “Only the evil man and the enemy of this emperor will be killed by this emperor. Only those whom this emperor hates will this emperor let him die...”

That cold voice was like a cold knife, pierced one by one into the windy heart, in front of the evil emperor, he never stopped fighting chestnuts, even in normal times, just remembering or inadvertently hearing his title, he would shake his whole body. For the rest of his life, it was impossible for him to erase the shadow left in his heart by the evil emperor.

As the emperor of the great wind kingdom, he died indirectly under his command, and he could not even think of the demon that was the cause of that incident. But now, the Evil Lord and his many more words, at least, make him understand that this is not all for no reason. As if he saw the dawn of some slight hope, he cried humbly: “I… I have done many wrong things over the years, everything is my fault, it is my fault, please… please forgive me, I will give you anything you want…"

“If you know you deserve to die, why don't you die right away? ”

The wind's gaze is stuck, and it's not a pleasant relief for him to come, die, and try. But… “I… I cannot die, I am the emperor… Please forgive me… Whatever you ask, wealth, power… I can even give you my love..."

There are many things more important to him than his life, such as his ambition, and the whole wind family. If he was forced to die, he burned his ambition for life and became a joke. At the same time, he could totally predict that this catastrophe would fall on Windling, his son who inherited the throne after his death. If Windling was forced to die like this again, the wind family would be completely destroyed. Therefore, he would rather die than be forced to die and drive him crazy. In order to be able to escape this nightmare, His Majesty the Great Wind King knelt down to beg him.

“Say yes to everything? Hahahahahaha...” The evil emperor laughed for a while, that hissing laugh sounded like the glass had been severely broken, hard to hear suffocating, he lowered: “Good, I wasted so much time on you, you finally said this, good...”

Windy heart is both desolate and sad, he trembles and asks: “You... what do you want to do... as long as you don't show up again in the future, you can do whatever you want. ”

“There will always be a day for fun games. If you could just be honest with me, Benedict wouldn't be in this place again. But don't worry, the Emperor won't want your people, and he won't greed your throne. What the Emperor wants you to do may still be what you dream of doing.” The evil emperor's eyes grew more evil. Enough toys, enough abuse, the best option is not to destroy them, but to turn them into tools.

“What exactly do you want me to do?” The wind is so eager for him to disappear in front of himself in the next second, never to appear again.

“Very good... Bendi appreciates your expression right now, remember what you said today, otherwise..."

Suddenly the wind blew through his neck, the wind poured into his neck, the cold bones, he couldn't help but shake more intensely, but half a while later, he didn't hear the next sound, looked up, but now there was no one around him, and the evil emperor had long since left.

The strength of the wind was swept away by fear, and the cold sweat made his clothes as if they had just been submerged in water. He leaned on the pillar of the bed and gasped heavily. The evil emperor did not let him do anything, but it meant that he would do anything at any time in the future. His emperor of the great wind kingdom thus became a puppet of man, and the man who controlled him was a demon he could not resist, in front of him he was only a humble weak man, played and trampled by him. But Nero, the wind and the sun had gone, and he could never find a guardian as loyal and powerful as the wind and the sun.

When the evil emperor leaves, the wind is still cold, such as falling into the ice cave, he shrinks, muttering to himself with a low and unheard voice: “bear... bear... bear... he will surely reveal a rupture, one day... take all this back..."

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The news of Ye Wuchen's return spread across the heavenly continent with a mythical colour, and was accompanied by rumours that his body had been abandoned. A week after Ye Wuchen returned to the Ye family, the news had spread to the mainland. At the same time, people were shocked and deeply saddened by the fact that a mythical teenager had just fallen, sighing heavenly jealousy of the gods.

After the return of Ye Wuchen, the Ye family was not as happy and warm as most people imagined. Instead, it became quieter than ever, and it was rumored that General Weilong had been ill for many days due to his long presence in the sand. Old man Ye is full of red light every day and often goes out for a walk, sometimes not even for a few days.

The Lin family is quieter than the Ye family's quiet as if they were dead.

It should be the cause of leg and foot inconvenience. Three years ago, Ye Wuchen, who was often free to wander the streets with condensed snow, rarely saw him go out. Ye family members knew that his most time was half lying on that wooden wheelchair, half squinting eyes for a comfortable sun, or going to Ye Shuiyao's place. He only came out for half a day. He would go to the flower house every day for the first few days, and then the other way around. Usually, the door didn't go out two doors and the flower water would run to Ye's house every day. Sometimes he would go in the morning and come out in the afternoon. Since Ye Wuchen's return, her otherwise lean face has become much more red, coupled with the feminine tenderness and femininity, and some young men who glimpse through the streets have lost their souls.

Ye Weiwei was sick in bed, but the dragonfly never visited, plus the amazing words of Ye Wuchen in the chapel a few days ago, Wen Wu Bai officials in the presence smelled a different smell. People visit Yevy's "illness” every day and try to flank him. Yevy handles the dripping water without leakage, making people realize something is wrong. At present, Tianlong is suffering from tiger sight abroad. If there are any problems in the Ye family's relationship with the royal family, it is extremely bad news for either party and even for the entire Tianlong country. And... if the Ye family wants to reverse it... this idea is rejected as soon as it appears. If loyalty, merit, which one is better than the upper Ye family! Even if the world is reversed, the Ye family will not reverse!

However, assuming that the Ye family is really against each other... The majority of the banned troops in Tianlong City are led by the Ye family, the Ye family's private Ye family army is more famous as a master of bear bravery on the mainland than the Royal Royal Imperial Forest Army. In that year, loyalty, the men and gatekeepers who vowed to follow Master Ye were spread all over the major cities and gates of Tianlong. I don't know how many of them hold a lot, even a city's strength, but as long as the Ye family revived their arms, the whole Tianlong country will change color. If the Ye family wants the opposite, why wait until now, how to choose this very inappropriate time.

So, what exactly is this hidden Xuan machine?

At this time, the whole Tianchen continent is somewhat flabbergasted by the imminent convening of the Tianchen Magic and Martial Arts Congress, with countless eyes already focused on it. Although this martial arts congress will only be held once in more than two decades, every time it will be a continent-wide scorch. Twenty-five years ago, the game decided the four strongest men of the day - Chu Cang, Feng Chaoyang, Wuhuang, Snow Woman - who also used their strength to explain what the divine rank was. This time, apart from the wind and the sun, Chu Cang, Wuhuang and Snow Lady have not died. This time, whether it is still them, or... another world expert appeared surprised.

This Tianchen Demonic Martial Arts Congress still holds the center of Tianchen mainland. Twenty-five years ago, the competition was organized by the Southern Emperor, this time by the Northern Emperor Sect, and only the Southern Emperor and the Northern Emperor Sect can suppress this truly masterful mass. These worldly masters, though arrogant, are not so arrogant as to be arrogant in front of them.

“Sword gods are good, war gods are good... are they really the strongest people in the world? Maybe, maybe not.” Ye Wuchen exclaimed to himself. He is convinced that in many corners of the heavenly heavens and the earth there are many strong who cannot escape, and that there is no better than these gods among them. The people beneath the broken soul are the unwavering group of "the high people”.

“Brother has, Sister Panxin is more powerful than anyone... well, more powerful than Grandpa Chu.” The snow-covered interface around him.

“Different eyes. She's not from around the world.” Ye Wuchen's face revealed a complex color, holding onto the hands of snow and eyes, respectively.

“Oh?” blinked the snow.

In the gentle sun for a long time, Ye Wuchen was already sleepy. He beat a debt, opened his arms and smiled: “Cher, come to your brother's arms. ”

“Mmm.” Snowflake smiled, walking forward, pounding his soft body into his arms, his body sitting obliquely on his leg. Shortly after, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

“Still so sleepy.” Ye Wuchen smiled and a smudge of cloudiness appeared between his eyebrows.

Seems…… more and more sleepy.

Over the past year, it has grown worse and is now sleeping for at least 15 hours a day.

What exactly is the reason?

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