Holy Emperor

He was about six feet tall, lying on the bed in the small courtyard.,"Chen'er, you're awake. Rest well. Come to the back mountain tomorrow morning, Father will be waiting for you there!" Ye Wentian glanced at Ye Chen and walked away. 。He said nothing, but a tear welled up in his eyes. 。Looking at Ye Wanting's back disappearing at the door, Ye Chen's thoughts gradually drifted away. The strange scenes that he couldn't understand kept appearing in his mind. 。,Remember when he was on Earth, that time the old monk sent him to Wushan to find something called 'dyeing collar', it was during that time, when Ye Chen worked hard and finally got the 'dyeing collar', the heaven and earth suddenly darkened, nothing could be seen, only a giant white shadow fell from the sky, like a snow-white slender palm, and then he lost consciousness, waking up in a stone coffin, the stone coffin was filled with half a coffin of blood, but there was not a trace of fishy smell, and it even emitted a faint fragrance similar to that of a child.。