Rebirth of the Strongest Female Emperor

Chapter 2573, Section 01162, Yu Yuqiang, Tian (2)

But those big devils who are in the sky, how brilliant and how, which one, is not a legend of the times?

They have their own era, but in the end, they can only suffer here, and there is no chance for reincarnation. Day after day, year after year, there is no hope, no end.

Ye Qingyi regained his gaze and refused to continue to look at the big devils and legends.

She has come here, the end and the ending will be the same as them.

At this moment, Ye Qingyi shook her head, she should not only cry, or laugh.

What kind of identity, but qualified, enjoy the same treatment as those of the big devil, because of their existence, I am afraid that even the ranks of doom will be reduced.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingyi was laughing. She had no fear in this matter, and there was only regret that could not be erased.

"Why are you laughing."

Suddenly, a voice spread from nearby.

This voice, very cold, cold and biting, is even colder than the cold wind of this doom.

This second, Ye Qingyi is no longer laughing.

"who is it?"

Ye Qingyi looked around.

These days, what Ye Qingxi saw, those big devils, have always been repeating the hardships of each day, and can they communicate?

"who am I?"

The cold voice was dull for a moment, and the owner of the voice seemed to be thinking about who he really was.

"Yeah... who am I?" After a long time, the voice appeared again.

Ye Qingqi: "..." She knows who he is? Didn't you ask yourself, how are you being questioned now?

"Where are you? When I see you, I am not dead now. After I die, the soul will be suppressed forever. At that time, we can chat and pass the boring time." Road.

No matter who it is, this is no longer important to Ye Qingxuan. Even if you used to be a great demon **** of an era, now they are the same. Without the distinction of honor, they are only suffering. * A touch of dust back.

With Ye Qingying's voice falling.

A human form gradually formed.

Looking at the man in front of him, Ye Qingyi could not help but be slightly lost.

The man stood beside Ye Qing’s body, and his body was a ragged black suit, as if he was carving some kind of mysterious pattern.

The shoulders of men are two dragon-shaped patterns floating in the air, like life, like a dragon reappears.

A long, white snow-like hair was scattered to the waist, and the bottom of the skull was cold and cold, and the end was perfect. Unfortunately, the cold was unbearable, and it was colder than the cold wind like a knife.

The man stood still in the same place, although it was incomparably true, but Ye Qing’s view, but she could not see clearly, it was like watching the flowers in the fog, the water in the mirror.

"What is your name," the man asked.

"Ye Qing, you?" Ye Qing said.

"My name... What is my name..." The man murmured, as before.

Ye Qingxuan: "..." is coming again.

"I asked you, how do you ask me, how can I know what you are calling." Ye Qingyi was quite helpless.

"I used to... someone called me for the day." The man meditated for a moment.

"What? Day?" Ye Qingyi suddenly stunned.

Which day? Heaven's day?

"Sit." The man sat on the floor.

"Don't sit, it's too cold." Ye Qingyi shook his head and stood still.

"Feel free." The man said.

"Right, Big Brother... How long have you been here?" Ye Qingqi was curious.

(End of this chapter)