Chapter 1187 He is a human, an immortal, a ghost, a demon, a god and a Buddha.

Lu Qiong was struck by five thunders, and her whole body froze in place.

After thinking about it carefully, I realized that the gain outweighed the loss.

Not only did he offend the various institutions, but he also lost 500 million yuan.

Ye Chuyue is so ruthless!

It's all her fault for being too greedy, otherwise she would definitely discover Ye Chuyue's treacherous plot.

Jun Xiazhu turned around and looked over. Although his loss was not that big compared to Lu Qiong's, the military order he signed in front of the dean was enough to make him eat a pot.

He had long heard the name of Ye Sanye from the vassal kingdoms, and thought he was a martial arts genius with a lot of luck. Now that he had met him face to face, he realized how terrifying this person was.

It has the majesty of a tiger and a wolf, the strategy of a military strategist, the meticulous thinking, and the cunning tactics!

But what Jun Xia Zhu couldn't figure out was.

In this interlocking game, where did the three-year-old fairy grass come from, and how could she be so sure that the Martial God Temple would not only come forward, but also give her the fairy medicine field as a gift!

Martial Arts Temple, Ancestral Palace.

The light gauze dances, and the bead curtains and jade ring.

Wu Zu and Emperor Ye Tian sat opposite each other, each holding a chess piece.

On the chessboard on the table, two black and white pieces are connected to form a dangerous situation, which is strange and changing.

"You gave the fairy medicine field to little friend Ye?" Emperor Ye Tian said, his voice low and magnetic.

When this matter was mentioned, Wu Zu's face became filled with sorrow and helplessness.

Can he not give it?

The original message Ye Xiaoyou sent was that the three-year-old fairy grass was to thank him for clearing his veins at the foot of Futu Mountain.

Damn it.

Speaking of which, even if Martial Ancestor was given ten thousand courages, he wouldn't dare accept the fairy medicine field.

At the foot of Futu Mountain, he didn't know that Ye Chuyue was the sweetheart of the man from the Holy Land, so when he started to move, he almost got cramps and peeled off his skin.

Later, in front of the Jiuding Gate, Ye Mohan settled old scores, and it was only after Ye Chuyue spoke up for him that the matter was settled.

Ye Chuyue sent someone to the Martial Arts Temple, basically asking him to find some way to send the elixir field to the Zhan Zhan Academy.

Wu Zu is so smart, how could he not know.

"This little friend Ye, his mind is unpredictable and ever-changing. He has the bravery and bloodiness of a general, but also has a lot of wisdom. He is definitely not a thing in the pond." Wu Zu sighed.

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

Ever since, the chess game also allowed Wu Zu to make a move.

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

Martial Ancestor put away his fun and said seriously, "Compared to Lingtian, the martial arts civilization is weak and there are ten times less powerful warriors. It only takes a thousand years for a Heavenly Emperor to appear. You really value her too much. I even feel that

, you value little friend Ye far more than that boy of yours."

Speaking of Ye Wuxie, Emperor Ye Tian looked quite sad.

The father-son relationship between him and Ye Wuxie became worse and worse.

But Ye Wuxie did things without any rules, acted randomly, caused trouble everywhere, and he was still asked to deal with the aftermath.

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

"You are a good Emperor." Wu Zu comforted.

"But I'm not a good father, let alone a good husband."

Emperor Ye Tian said: "Even if I die for the world, even if I live for the people, even if I fight for all living beings, I can't weigh it against Huang'er."

Yunhuang.

A woman that Martial Ancestor had never seen before, but had heard of from Emperor Ye Tian thousands of times.

So much so that he had such a vivid picture of her in his mind, but he regretted that he had never seen such a woman.

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

Wu Zu said nothing.

As a confidant, all I can do at this moment is to fill the empty cup in front of Emperor Ye Tian with a full cup of strong and good wine.

Emperor Ye Tiandi was trapped in the past and couldn't extricate himself. He was walking around carrying a heavy responsibility. He drank a glass of wine, touched the ashes of his deceased wife in his heart with his fingers, and smiled bitterly.

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

He is afraid of his dead wife on the road to hell, and will always be lonely.

After he kills a person, he recites sutras and is saved.

He saved a whole city of people and prayed before the Buddha.

I only hope that these numerous achievements can change the path of reincarnation for my deceased wife.

In this life, she is too miserable

In the next life, go to a good home and meet a beloved person who will die a good death.

Emperor Ye Tian was so lonely and depressed, and the old events were still vivid in his mind, which were knots and calamities.

He held the wine glass in one hand, and the mechanical arm of the other hand hung stiffly inside the sleeve of his 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 is dressed in red, wearing a golden mask that covers her eyebrows and eyes, and her thin red lips are exposed.

The clothes were blown up by the wind, revealing her slender white legs.

Her collarbone, legs, neck, and arms are all painted with dark flowers, adding a strong mysterious color.

The contrast between the whiteness of the skin and the blackness of the flowers on the other side is so strong that it creates an extremely shocking visual feast!

She stands between heaven and earth, as if she is above the sky, and her majestic momentum is like a generation of emperors, lifelike, penetrating the painting paper and coming towards her face.

This is not the first time that Emperor Ye Tian has seen the painting of the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple, but every time he sees it, he will be shocked again.

Emperor Ye Tian dropped his cup on the table and said, "I rarely hear you talk about this palace master. What kind of person is she?"

"she?"

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