Chapter 47 Millennium Grievance

Ye Chen looked at all this with a trace of blood at the corners of his mouth. With a trace of doubt and unwillingness in his heart, he slowly fell into the hands of the woman who looked like his mother. Everyone looked at Ye Chen slowly falling down, thinking that their young master was tired or eating the woman's tofu. This is The people present kept shaking their heads. This young master is really a good means. Even his mother has just passed. In a boo, Nulan slowly walked out of Ye Chen's room with a trace of heartache. This is when Ye Chen saw that he was already deeply unconscious.

This figure looked at Ye Chen, who fainted at this time, with a burst of sneering in his heart. This boy was really too over himself. He glanced at Ye Chen lying on his body, and then slowly disappeared with him. At this time, a prosperous palace looked at the woman in the palace with a man with a trace of majesty. Slowly came up, and when he saw all this, he was constantly confused in his heart.

"I didn't expect you, a thief, to escape from my palm"

When a figure in embroidered shoes slowly fell down here, I don't know whether it touched Ye Chen's upper wound or the pain in his heart, Ye Chen's eyes slowly opened and looked at the woman in front of him and asked weakly:

"Who are you? I'm not here."

When Ye Chen said this sentence, he immediately felt regretful. I was so stupid. I didn't expect that there was any good way for me to come to this place. I thought it was not there. With this doubt, he slowly revealed the helplessness in his heart and looked up. In the surrounding environment, what is this place? It's all women, and there is no man. Am I dreaming at this time? This fantasy kept thinking in Ye Chen's heart, and suddenly a voice came to mind in this room.

"Welcome, lowly life"

When this sentence was finished, the continuous laughter kept floating in here, making Ye Chen's head confused and didn't know what he was doing? I kept getting up for a while; 'Where am I? How can I become a lowly life?'

This trace of doubt kept thinking in Ye Chen's mind. He didn't know why he came to this place, but he accidentally saw that the figure in the hall and the noble woman sitting at the top of the hall were exactly the same as my mother. Who was she? Why is it so similar? What is all this for?

"You are my mother"

When Ye Chen came out of his heart with a trace of doubt, he slowly stuck his throat. He didn't know what that feeling was. Maybe it was a longing. The woman at the highest place suddenly said with a trace of dissatisfaction:

"Who is your mother?"

Time hovered in this difficult and constant confusion, and suddenly a heavenly sound slowly sounded throughout the hall.

"This is my heartless man back then. It took me so long to find him. I want him to taste how he abandoned me in those years."

The man's words were with a trace of unwillingness, and with a lot of anger slowly wandering in Ye Chen's heart at this moment, the helpless feeling in his heart, constantly wandering in his heart. What is this scene? It seems that Ye Chen was inexplicably trampled here, that kind of dignity trampling on, the blow of life No one can tell him that all this is the whole time of drifting, slipping away from the cracks of his heart, and the sadness of Ye Chen slowly pulled out of the hall.

At this time, everything in the hall suddenly became serious. A woman in white looked at the pulled out Ye Chen and came back to look at her palace master:

"Can such a person achieve great things? My innocence has been ruined by him"

The low sobbing voice kept thinking in my heart at this time that one of my maids had changed to test the lover of the so-called palace master's lover. It seemed that the dissatisfaction in his heart kept thinking in his heart. When the palace owner saw this situation, he said to the maid:

"The conditions I gave you will not change. I didn't expect that another fateful enemy of mine would still appear."

When the temple master was in this situation, he kept sighing in a slight tone, and the helpless feeling in his heart was constantly spreading. He expressed his feeling in endless emotions like this. The strange feeling was constantly floating in his heart, and the sadness in his heart was constantly washing away. With all this emotion, everything is speech-tent.

When Ye Chen was slowly taken out, there was a newly established organization in the endless darkness. They occupied the most vicious sea of suffering with the highest posture, a sea of hell. No one knows how all this came from, woman. The world has a long history in this fairyland with a trace of difficult social hell-like man's prison and the breath of hell, all of which are telling the grievances of heaven and people without listening. At the entrance of the huge prison, two burly men stood. No one expected that the masters of the fairyland would be willing to guard this dungeon for them. Life is so ruthless, spreading the breath of life. Everything in heaven is not limited to people. Only with a sound can it be controlled.

The entrance of Jianlan is constantly spreading here with a trace of breath. There is a trace of peace here. If people can hone it, all this will be the beginning of disaster. Maybe they can't resist this trace of oppression, then there is only a touch of dust floating slowly in life. Slowly, all this is really too sad for them. Without taking away a trace, the ruthless life spreads in life with a trace of emotion. Ye Chen looked at the spiral entrance of the man with a trace of dark breath, the first step of hell is a real beginning, living there For a moment, he kept wandering, and the messy life slowly fell with a trace of breath. Everything was too sad.

Ye Chen was slowly thrown into the empty space in the hands of two women, and a trace of emotion spread out of it.

"I didn't expect that Ye Chen would be tortured like this. What's the fate?"

The woman who took Ye Chen to prison watched the sadness in her heart continue to spread in her painful mind. With a trace of retaining a woman, she said slowly:

"It seems to be the first time for the lord to have such a big fire."

Another woman said slowly when she saw this situation:

"No man is a good thing, but the lord he betrayed. This kind of person deserves to die a hundred times."

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With a trace of white eyes and a trace of helplessness, they slowly left here, leaving only a sense of loneliness for Ye Chen. When will that helpless feeling be the way back? Ye Chen slowly hid on the ground. There was only a dark space, without a trace of emotion or tenderness. In this way, all this continued and no one knew whether all this should be hated or loved.

In his confused heart, he came here slowly. Ye Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the scene in front of him and said with his own apologetic tone:

"Thousands of resentment, I didn't expect you to remember it now. It's really all my fault"

When Ye Chen slowly finished this sentence, the vicissitudes of meaning are evolving in this ancient legend, with a trace of myth, a trace of waiting for thousands of years, with more unwillingness, slowly wandering here, and the danger has not yet come. This may be a rare peaceful silence before the disaster, with In this peaceful silence, Ye Chen began to think about himself. Is all this right or wrong?

Is everything a wait?

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