Chapter 1187: Being a human, an immortal, a ghost, a demon, a god, and a Buddha

Lu Qiongru was hit by five thunders and her whole body was frozen in place.

After thinking about it carefully, she realized that she was not worth the loss.

He offended the major courtyards and lost 500 million yuan.

Ye Chuyue is so cruel!

It’s all because she was too greedy, otherwise she would definitely discover Ye Chuyue’s treacherous plan.

Jun Xiazhu turned his head and looked over. Although compared with Lu Qiong, his losses were not great, the military order he made in front of the dean was enough to make him eat a pot.

He had long heard of the name of Ye Sanye of the vassal state, and he thought it was a lucky martial arts genius. Now that he had been in contact with each other in person, he realized the horror of this person.

It has both the momentum of a tiger and wolf, the strategy of a military advisor, the meticulous mind, and the tricks are extremely deceitful!

But what Jun Xiazhu couldn't understand was that.

In this interlocking situation, where the three-year fairy grass came from, how could she calculate that the Temple of the Martial God will not only come forward, but also give her the fairy medicine field!

Temple of the God of War, Zudao Palace.

The gauze dances with a beautiful sound, the pearl curtains and jade sounds.

Wu Zu and Ye Tiandi sat opposite each other, each holding a chess.

On the table, the two black and white men are connected into danger and are chaotic and changeable.

"You gave the fairy medicine field to Xiao Kui Ye?" Emperor Ye Tian left a son, his voice was low and extremely magnetic.

When talking about this, Wu Zu was filled with sorrow and helplessness.

Can he not give it?

The original words sent by Ye Xiaoyou were told that the immortal grass in these three years were thanks for clearing the tendons and veins for it at the foot of Futu Mountain.

Damn.

Speaking of this, I would give Wu Zu ten thousand courage, but I wouldn’t dare to accept the fairy medicine field.

At the foot of the Futu Mountain, he didn't know that Ye Chuyue was the sweetheart of the Holy Land. When he started, he almost had cramps and skin.

Later, in front of Jiuding Gate, Ye Mohan settled the old accounts, and Ye Chuyue spoke for him before he settled the matter.

Ye Chuyue sent someone to the Temple of War, and asked him to send the Immortal Medicine Field to the War Academy in different ways.

How smart is Wu Zu, how could he not know?

"This young friend Ye is unpredictable and has ever-changing ideas. He has the heroic and bloody nature of a general and his wisdom. He is definitely not an object in the pool." Wu Zu sighed.

When Emperor Ye Tian saw that Wu Zu sincerely praised the children, he rarely smiled.

So, the chess game also gave Wu Zu a move.

"Do you think she will become Ling Tian's next Heavenly Emperor?" Emperor Ye Tian asked casually.

Wu Zu put away the playfulness and looked serious and serious. "Compared with the other three continents, Ling Tian has weak martial arts civilization, and there are fewer than ten times more powerful warriors. It takes a thousand years for a Heavenly Emperor. You really value her too much. I even think that you value Xiaoyou Ye far more than the boy you have."

Speaking of Ye Wuxie, Emperor Ye Tian looked a little sad.

The relationship between him and Ye Wuxie and his father-son is getting worse and worse.

Ye Wuxie did things indiscriminately and did things randomly, causing trouble everywhere, and asked him to go and deal with the aftermath.

"If Huang'er is still here, he will definitely be as happy as an ordinary boy. It's all my problem." Emperor Ye Tian said.

"You are a good emperor of heaven." Wu Zu comforted.

"But I'm not a good father, nor a good husband."

Emperor Ye Tian said: "Even if you die for the world, even if you live for the people, even if you fight for sentient beings, you cannot weigh the trade-offs with Huang'er."

Yunhuang.

A woman who had never seen a martial ancestor, but had heard it thousands of times in the mouth of Emperor Ye Tian.

So much so that he outlined a rich and powerful look for it in his mind, and he regretted that he had never seen such a woman.

Except for the palace master back then, Wu Zu had never been so curious about a woman!

Wu Zu did not speak.

As a confidant, all you can do at this moment is to add a full cup of strong wine to the empty cup in front of Emperor Ye Tian.

Emperor Ye Tian was trapped in the past and could not extricate himself. He carried the heavy responsibility on the way. He drank a glass of wine, stroked his fingers through the ashes of his deceased wife in his heart, and smiled bitterly.

Over the years, every time he went to a place, experienced a war, and encountered an interesting person, he would tell his deceased wife late at night.

He is afraid of his deceased wife on the road to the underworld and will always be with him alone.

He killed a man and recited scriptures to save him.

He saved the people in a city and prayed in front of the Buddha.

I just hope that these many achievements can exchange for the deceased wife's path to rebirth.

She's too hard for this life

In the next life, go to a good family and meet a good person who can end up in a good life.

Emperor Ye Tian was so lonely, in a low mood, and the old things were vivid in my mind, both a karma and a disaster.

He held the wine glass in one hand and the mechanical arm in the other hand, hanging stiffly inside the sleeve of the robe.

While pouring the second glass of wine, he looked at a painting behind Wu Zu.

The painting is like a screen, very wide.

The woman above was wearing a red dress and a golden mask covering her eyebrows and eyes, with her thin, red lips exposed.

The clothes were raised by the wind, revealing their slender and fair legs.

Her collarbone, legs, neck and arms were painted with dark red shore flowers, adding a strong mysterious color.

The whiteness of the skin and the blackness of the red shore flower are so strong that it forms an extremely shocking visual feast!

She stood between the sky, as if she was above the sky, and her magnificent momentum was like a generation of human emperors, lifelike, penetrating the painting paper and rushing towards her face.

This is not the first time Emperor Ye Tian has seen the painting of the Lord of the Temple of the God of War, but when you see it again, you will be shocked.

The cup of Emperor Ye Tian fell on the table and said, "I rarely heard you talk about this palace master, what kind of person is she?"

"she?"

Wu Zu was full of piety, like the most loyal believer in the dusk.
Chapter completed!