Hanging trillion years, I have a richer than heaven

Even if the resource is against the sky and the supreme Mirror Lake, there is no way to leave his thoughts that he stays beside Xiaoxiao.

“Where’s your other family?”

Ye Suifeng asked.

“Still in Yong winter.”

Fugui said, “The grandpa is there, they won’t go anywhere.”

The grandfather in his mouth is actually the old man.

Zhan Xiong family is the most loyal group that Ye Suifeng has seen.

After a while, everyone returned to the center of Jinghu.

The Enlightenment Tree still stands, and the flowers on the island have long become fine, but under the suppression of the Mirror Lake rules, there is no spiritual wisdom.

But if you pull it down, a grass is placed in the outside world.

Ye Suifeng sat in his familiar place, and his previous memories came up like a tide.

If he did not count the sleeping thousands of years, his life, in fact, the time sitting on this stone bench is more time than going out.

Here, he improved Yuan Shigong, unravel the structure of the origin tower, and refined countless fabrics.

And on this stone table, I watched Xiao Hei drill out of the egg shell.

Those pictures seem to be yesterday.

Ye was sitting quietly with the wind, and he seemed to smell a familiar fragrance.

After turning my head, I found that it was not an illusion, but the real existence.

“Master, eat.”

Elastic

Ye Suifeng returned to Jinghu Lake. No one knew except Ye Qin ballad and Gu Youlan.

I thought it would be alive here for a while, but I did not expect that a visitor was ushered in the next day.

“Ye Qian, see Uncle Uncle.”

It was Ye Qian who came. After knowing that Gu Youlan was taken away by a man from the library, he already knew that Ye Suifeng must have returned.

After Ye followed the wind to rise in the fairyland, the two never met again. Until Ye Suifeng stepped into the universe, Ye Qian was still running his own academy in the Yunxiao Realm.

“Get up.”

Ye Suifeng said slowly.

Ye Qian stood up, and the practitioners seemed to have nothing to do with the age, but left obvious marks on Ye Qian’s body.

Compared with the humble teenager of the year, Ye Qian now has long faded all the greenness. At this time, he is more like a teacher who is a teacher and a master of poetry.

Before Ye Qian, he was still standing with an elegant woman and a four or five -year -old and a half -year -old boy.

The woman is Ye Qian’s wife Xiao Yi, and this child …

“Is this your son?”

Ye Suifeng asked.

“no.”

Ye Qian smiled and said, “His name is Ye Fan, the sixty -sixth generation grandson.”

Ye Suifeng was suddenly stunned. I did not expect that this most honest junior was the one with the most open leaves of the Ye family’s five people. The family contribution point must be brushed a lot.

“This name is courage.”

Ye Suifeng carefully examined Ye Fan, and he called this name, but there was no leisure.

“I heard that you are also preparing for the Three Realms. What are you prepared?”

Ye Suifeng asked.

Ye Qian smiled.

“Actually, I come today, I also want to ask Uncle, you can see what you need to improve.”

Speaking, he spread his palm and a golden brush appeared in his palm.

Ye Suifeng raised his eyebrows slightly. This brush was exactly when he observed the world a few days ago, Ye Qian held the pen in his hand.

At that time, I didn’t care too much, but when it really appeared in front of it, it was found that it was not all things.

Its pen is the body of all beings, and its nib is the soul of all beings.

The text it writes is the thought of all beings.

“I call it … Cangsheng Pen.”

Ye Qian said.

Elastic

After more than a year, it passed slowly.

In the chaos, the two figures opened the chaos and chaos, and came out.

A world of eggs follow them quietly.

In front of them, there is a huge world, tens of thousands of giant trees run through the void, firmly supporting this huge world.

“Huh ~”

“Finally home.”

Xiao Hei sighed.

Chapter 458 Who plans my dad’s grave?

Qingming.

The sky was gloomy, with light rain.

Some people say that the drizzle is the sorrow of people who people who remember people.

Some people say that it was the late person who came back to visit his relatives in another way.

This day is a day of miss.

Even from the outside world, the entire nine days and ten places are immersed in a sad atmosphere.

“Still catching up.”

Xiao Hei looked at the world in front of him and sighed.

After the complete completion of the world of eggshells, he and Xiaobai were almost non -stop and ran back from chaos.

One of the very important reasons is that you want to rush to worship your own worship every ten years before Qingming.

“Go to the old man first.”

Xiao Hei said.

Subsequently, the two fixed the world of egg shells and flew towards the other side of nine days and ten places.

“This year is too tight, there is no way to get delicious from Sister Gu.”

“The old man is not blessed this time.”

On the way, Xiao Hei sighed.

And Xiaobai on the side was helpless.

“You didn’t find it, Sister Gu didn’t want to take care of you now?”

“Dad’s obviously not necessarily died, but you have to set up a grave for him, and often come to worship. Isn’t this a cursed?”

“If I am Sister Gu, I will have a hundred meals long ago.”

In the face of Xiaobai’s ruthless spit, Xiao Hei screamed his lips.

“She can’t ignore me.”

“If the old man really didn’t die, Sister Gu is my future mother.”

“So, she won’t ignore me, let alone beat me.”

Xiao Bai turned his head and blinked.

“But she is a stepmother.”

“Have you ever heard of those stories about Hou Niang?”

This sentence made Xiao Hei stand out in an instant.

The story of the post -niang has always been one of the hottest topics in the people, and the wind comments … it is difficult to say.

Will Gu Youlan become like that?

Xiao Hei thought for a while, but suddenly remembered something.

“No, I have no mom at all.”

“So if Sister Gu really married the old man, she would be my first mother.”

“How can this be a stepmother?”

Xiao Bai was stunned, and he was speechless for Xiao Hei’s god logic.

While fighting and chatting, they took half a day and ten days and rushed towards Ye Suifeng’s grave.

But after walking for a while, Xiaobai stopped suddenly, and looked a little puzzled.

“What’s wrong?”

Xiao Hei asked.

Xiaobai looked at the surrounding environment, frowned and said, “We …”

“It seems to have arrived.”

Xiao Hei looked at the empty surroundings.

“Are you faint?”