Immemorial Great Desolation.太古洪荒。
The empressstandslightly, is looking up todark greenindistinct, the lookedputting onnihility, actuallylooksdoes not put onfabricatedly, looksdoes not put onoriginally the space and time, the verticalmostpeaksamelooksdoes not put on.
女帝翩然而立,仰望着苍缈,望的穿虚无,却望不穿虚妄,更望不穿原本时空,纵最巅峰一样望不穿。Hence, Ye Chenhas walkedlong time.
至此,叶辰已走多日。Butsheknows, the timespeeds of flow of twospace and times, are surely different.
但她知道,两时空的时间流速,必定不同。Perhaps, therehad crossed for hundredyears the millenniums.
或许,那里已渡过百年千年。clear/painLingyuandHongchen Xuealso, waitsilently, does not hopeYe ChenandHongchenhave an accident, theiranyhas the accident, will then never come.
楚灵玉与红尘雪也在,默默等候,自不希望叶辰与红尘出事,他俩任何一个有变故,便永远都不来了。Bang! Rumble!
轰!轰隆隆!
The wildemperortribulationsunceasingly, thenevery other, will then come on several th such.
荒帝劫不绝,每隔那么几日,便会来这么一场。Today, is actually different.
今日,却是不同。
The Saintdemonterritory and Ecuadorandemonterritory and daydemonterritoryhas the wildemperortribulation, is preciselytribulation that sameflickersto direct, looks overtwoeras, this does not haveoneeternally, the soundis notgeneralvast, buteveryoneknows, the demon that threewildemperortribulations, at leasttwomustburyinHeavenly Tribulation, becauseonlyonewildemperorquota.
圣魔域、厄魔域、天魔域都有荒帝劫,且是同一瞬引的劫,纵观两纪元,这可是万古无一的,动静不是一般的浩大,可所有人都知,那三尊正荒帝劫的魔,至少有俩要葬在天劫中,因为只一个荒帝名额。Fact, compared withawkwardness of imagination.
事实,比想象的更尴尬。At leastdiestwo, obviouslyinsufficiently, threeterritorydirectbedding bagcircles, unmannedAdvancing Rank, was all frightened out of one's wits, sameflickeredHeavenly Tribulation that directed, sameflickeredto buryto extinguish.
至少死俩,显然不够,三域直接被包圆了,无人进阶,皆魂飞魄散,同一瞬引的天劫,也同一瞬葬灭。„Damn.”
“该死。”don'tsaidonegeneration of Saintdemons, day after day the Ecuadorantwowildimperial capitalsknit the brows, whatsituationthisis, crossesone dead, isdark, lackedshouldhave the good fortune that?
莫说一代圣魔,连天厄两荒帝都皱了眉,这是啥个情况,渡一个死一个,是冥冥中,缺了该有的造化?No onegives the answer.
无人给答案。Certainsecret, the Heavenly Daodoes not know, idle talkthey.
某些个秘辛,天道都不知,更遑论他们。On this day, the wildemperortribulationsincessantly.
这一日,不止荒帝劫。
The universeis just now quiet, thensees the vastnihility, pitch-blackSunevolves, then is the secondround, thirdround... until the seventhround.
宇宙方才沉寂,便见浩渺虚无,有一轮乌黑的太阳演化出来,而后便是第二轮,第三轮...直至第七轮。Just, is all unreal.
只不过,皆是虚幻的。„Comes the daydemonto clash the god of evil fortune?”Toomanynew emperorfrowns, althoughlooked that is not clear, can actually seeindistinctly, the strength of destruction, is condensingslowly.
“又来天魔冲七煞?”太多新帝皱眉头,虽看不怎么清晰,却能隐约望见,毁灭的力量,正缓缓凝聚。„Expected.”
“意料之中。”
The godsrevereto carry the wine pot, the wordslong, on the great powerdemon by jointly destroyto the futurepersonandYe Chen of god of evil fortune, onlytemporary, the Heavenly Dao , the daydemonto the god of evil fortune, will then meltonly the timeissueobviously, earlywithlatedifference.
神尊拎着酒壶,话语悠悠,上回天魔冲七煞被未来人和叶辰联合毁灭,仅是暂时的,天道在,天魔冲七煞便在,显化只时间问题,早与晚的区别罢了。„Timeare not much, do not remainregrettably.”
“时间不多了,可别留遗憾。”
The deepemperoris stroking the beard, words saying quitedeep, saying, has not forgottento shoot a look at an emperorto revere, including the profoundemperor and ghostemperor, lookis also slanting.
冥帝捋着胡须,一话说的颇深沉,说着,还不忘瞥了一眼帝尊,包括玄帝与鬼帝,眼神儿也都是斜的。Implication! Very obvious:
寓意嘛!还是很明显的:Thatnameddreamdemon, shouldpull uppulls up, wantsanyface.
那个叫梦魔的,该撩就撩,要啥脸。Thisspecialis the issue of face?
这特么是脸的问题?
The emperorreveresoverly cautious and prudent, if not concerned about facecanturnto go home the dreamdemon, managedbooing, the issueisheanti-does not punch! The womanwill killhis.
帝尊老实巴交的,若不要脸就能把梦魔拐回家,倒好办了,问题是他不抗揍啊!那娘们儿会打死他的。„Thesefourcompelfunny.”
“这四个逗逼。”Manyforeheadsdeeplyinspiresupremely, the daydemoncame outto the god of evil fortuneillusion, the eradestructionhas openedgradually, the entirevariousdaysactivelyprepare, thesefourgoods, but alsoputthisto discuss that wife'smatter, all dayare not the special products, are the rare edition collections, seeminglyhave not done a propermatter.
不少天庭至尊深吸一口气,天魔冲七煞的幻象都出来了,纪元毁灭已渐渐拉开帷幕,整个诸天都积极备战,就这四个货,还搁这讨论媳妇的事儿,整日不是特产,就是珍藏版,貌似没干过一件正经事儿。
The customis good.
习惯就好。variousheaven the emperor, is very calm, when the common social practice, is so far-fetchedis very far-fetched, is proper, a toplunatic, going to war is very fierce.
诸天的帝,就很淡定的,民风如此,不靠谱时很不靠谱,正经起来,都个顶个的疯子,干仗都很猛的。Originallyspace and time.
原本时空。
The day of universes of blank, Ye Chensits cross-leggedto sit, does not grasp principles, listens respectfully to the eternalimmortaltune, thatcontinuouslyzither music, but alsoresembleshidden, ifpresentis resounding through.
空白的诸天宇宙,叶辰盘膝而坐,并非悟道,是聆听永恒仙曲,那一缕缕琴音,还似隐若现的响彻着。
The zither musicis melodious, ancientis wonderful.
琴音悠扬,古老的而美妙。Comparesit, Ye Chenwantsto know that whoplaying a stringed musical instrumentis, canplayso the immortaltune, is not the commongod, does not knowis the coincidence, isintentionally, candirectunexpectedly the punishmentcharacterchild, ifhestudiedthis, thathas been changingspace and time, candirectmostly the child, canlook forit, thenhopes.
相比它,叶辰更想知道弹琴者是谁,能奏出如此仙曲,绝非一般的神,不知是巧合,还是故意的,竟能将刑字小娃引走,若他学了此曲,那在变过的时空,多半也能把小娃引过来,能找着它,便是希望。Thissits, is manyyears.
这一坐,便是很多年。Even if, has become various day of universes of blank, alreadynotime concept, butYe Chenhaseternal, mayrecord the years, roughlyestimated,musthave more than 1000years.
纵然,已成空白的诸天宇宙,已无时间概念,但叶辰有永恒,可记载岁月,约莫估计,得有一千多年。These since 1000, hismarksilkhas not moved.
这一千年来,他纹丝未动。Butchild , in 1000has not returned, thateternaltune, will then only resound throughevery hundred yearsonetime, moreoverlistenseach time, seemshas the differentstories, hassadly, hasto sigh woefullyand have the vicissitudesjoyfullyand , a songdevelopedcompletelymyriadstate of mind, eachnote, waseternal of beat.
而小娃,也一千年未回,只那永恒的曲,每隔百年便会响彻一次,而且每次去听,都好似有不同的故事,有悲伤、有哀叹、有喜悦、也有沧桑,一首曲子演尽了万千心绪,每一个音符,都是跳动的永恒。
The nature, these in 1000hedid not idly spend.
自然,这一千年他并非虚度。Every timehas the qin tune, hewill engravewith the say/way, subsequently, thenevolvesineternal, the bonusishe, studied the entire more than 1000years, has not grasped the qin tunetrue meaning.
每有琴曲,他都会以道刻印,继而,便在永恒中演化,饶是他,学了整整一千多年,也未得琴曲真谛。Alsoso, hundredyears.
如此,又过百年。
The eternaltune, resembledannihilated, the foothundredyearsdid not have the echo.
永恒的曲,似是湮灭了,足百年都无回音。
The 200 th year, the childcame back.
第二百年,小娃回来了。Ye Chenopens the pupilhence, the child who goes outto return, before resemblingto compare, is depressed, the peakis drawing the smallhead, does not have the vigor, did not haveon that dayreallybrightsmilingagain, when evenpassed byYe Chen, itdid not have the slightresponse.叶辰至此才开眸,外出归来的小娃,似比走前要沮丧,耸拉着小脑袋,毫无精气神儿,也再无那天真灿烂的笑,乃至路过叶辰之时,它都无丝毫的反应。„Was lovelorn?”
“失恋了?”Ye Chenmuttered a language, whichspace and timeregardless, neversaw the child is so dispirited, the dumb kid who such asdiscussed marriage, was expelled the main house gateby the parents of son or daughter-in-law.叶辰喃喃一语,无论哪个时空,都从未见过小娃这般颓废,如一个去提亲的傻小子,被亲家赶出家门。Naturally, this is only an analogy.
当然,这仅是一个比喻。Why the children, will haveunknownsecret.
小娃为何会如此,定有一段不为人知的秘辛。In this year, childdeep sleep.
这一年,小娃沉睡了。Ye Chenhas not walked, defendsin the bodyside of child, keeping close, studiesit, is stealing a glanceit, quitewantsto know,existence above thisdominationHeavenly Dao, actuallyexperiencedanything, actuallyalsoto be hidingwhat kind ofstory.叶辰未走,就守在小娃的身侧,寸步不离,是研究它,也是在窥看它,颇想知道,这个凌驾天道之上的存在,究竟经历了什么,又究竟藏着怎样的故事。Does, hundredyearshave not had the result.
奈何,百年未有结果。Up to the 300 th year, hears the qin tuneto resound through, graceful, butdream.
至第三百年,才闻琴曲响彻,曼妙而梦幻。
The childrenhave not moved, the serenity of resting.
小娃未动,睡的安详。Ye Chenhas not moved, sits cross-leggedcloses/obstructseye, peaceful mindbrand marketernaltune.叶辰也未动,又盘膝闭眸,静心烙印永恒的曲。Qin tune, comequicklygoesalsoquick.
琴曲,来的快去的也快。
The child who looks at the deep sleep, has the strangechange, cuns (2.5 cm)changed the shape, orfrom the childappearance, grew into a handsomeyoungyoungster.
看沉睡的小娃,却有诡异的变化,一寸寸的变了形态,或者说,从小孩模样,长成了一个翩翩小少年。„Looks familiarquite.”
“好生面熟。”Ye Chendecidespupilstaring, the child of youngstershape, like a person.叶辰定眸凝视,少年形态的小娃,像极了一个人。Likewhom?
像谁呢?cloudslikeZhao.
像赵云。When the childgrowsto the youth, no longeris the resembles, radicallyexactly the same as Zhao Yunsheng, no matter whatwholooked, is a moldcarves.
待小娃成长至青年,已不再是像,根本就与赵云生的一模一样,任谁看了,都是一个模子雕刻出来的。„Is this, youare hiding the secret?”
“这,就是你藏着的秘密?”Ye Chenholds the hand, sits cross-leggedsits, high and lowtakes a look at the child, butyou in mouth, referred toisZhaoclouds,knowsthatgoodsare not simple, related toeternalimmortalterritory, butchild, related to the eternalimmortalterritory, theyfeared that hassomestrangerelations, not being able to do well, is the twin brothers, is the biologicalgrandfather and grandchild.叶辰揣手,盘腿儿而坐,上下打量小娃,而口中的你,指的自是赵云,知道那货不简单,涉及永恒仙域,而小娃,也涉及永恒仙域,他俩怕是有某中诡异的关系,搞不好,是孪生兄弟,或者,是亲爷俩。„Interesting.” A Ye Chenlanguageis deep.
“有意思。”叶辰一语深沉。Whydoes not know, seestheface of childpresent, the handa littleinexplicablyitchy, does not know that islooks at the child is not feeling well, looked that Zhaocloudis not feeling well.
不知为何,瞅见小娃如今的这张脸,手就有点儿莫名的痒痒,也不知是看小娃不爽,还是看赵云不爽。This timelooks like, obviouslyis the latter.
此番看来,显然是后者。Underhistestimony, childfromyouthlongtomiddle age, subsequentlyis the old age, cuns (2.5 cm)vicissitudes, a year after yearaging, untilbecomingwipes the dust, dispersedboundlesslyinunknown, verticalwasYe Chen, was difficultto seek the trail.
在他见证下,小娃又从青年长到了中年,继而是老年,一寸寸的沧桑,一年年的老化,直至成一抹尘埃,散在了无边未知中,纵是叶辰,也再难寻踪迹。Heknows, childalso.
他知道,小娃还在。Just, the little fellowchanged an existenceway.
只不过,那小家伙换了一种存在方式。Suddenly, ishundredyears.
眨眼,又是百年。IfYe Chenexpects, grains of dustmeet again, gathered the punishmentcharacterchild.
如叶辰所料,一粒粒尘埃重聚,又聚成了刑字小娃。However, ithas not regained consciousnessas before.
然,它依旧未苏醒。
The wonderfulzither music, sets off the sceneryimmediately, hundred years later, resounds throughagainunknown, bringsto wipesadly, carriesis wipingleaveschillily, made a soundfully for hundredyears.
美妙的琴音,应时也衬景,时隔百年,再次响彻未知,带着一抹悲伤,也载着一抹凄离,足响了百年。„Shouldbe a female.”
“该是个女子。”
The Ye Chennanlanguage, inlistening respectfully that incloses/obstructseyecalms the mind, resembles to seetogether the beautiful figuresuddenly, dancesunder the moon/month, is playing a stringed musical instrumentin the clouds, the frown and smile, are dreamlike, was sheplayed the eternaltune, moved the legend and myth.叶辰喃语,在闭眸中静心的聆听,恍似能见一道倩影,在月下起舞,在云中弹琴,一颦一笑,都如梦似幻,便是她奏出了永恒的曲,撩动了传说与神话。ButYe Chenexhausted the eyesight, whoalsocannotsee clearlyis.
可叶辰穷尽了目力,也未能看清是谁。However, whereregardless of looked that beautiful figure felt a little familiar.
不过,无论从哪看,那道倩影都感觉有点儿熟悉。Probably, healsorecognizes.
保不齐,他还认得。Thiswas interesting, during is eternalandbesideuniverse, actuallyto be hidingmanysecrets, isheis friendless and unlearned, iscultivationis insufficient, cannot see clearly the true meaning.
这就有趣了,永恒之中、宇宙之外,究竟藏着多少秘密,是他孤陋寡闻,还是道行不够,看不清真谛。
The zither music, stoppedonce again.
琴音,又一次停了。Looks at the punishmentcharacterchild, once againawoke, a personsitsthatto be in a daze.
看刑字小娃,又一次醒了,一个人坐那发呆。
The strangechange, performsagain.
诡异变化,再次上演。Thatchild, at the visiblespeed, grew into the youngster.
还是那个小娃,以肉眼可见的速度,长成了少年。„Looks familiarquite.”
“好生面熟。”These words, Ye Chencarried, andlookis strange.
还是这句话,叶辰又拎了一遍儿,且眼神儿奇怪。When the childbecomes the youth, strangewere many a confusedness.
待小娃成青年,奇怪中多了一丝迷茫。This, childthatface, did not touch on slightlywithZhaocloud, actuallywithhisYe Chen, freshwas exactly the same, makinghimlook, thinks that is looking in a mirror.
这回,小娃那张脸,与赵云不沾边儿了,却与他叶辰,生的一模一样了,让他瞧了,以为是在照镜子。What to do, is the handis itchy.
咋办,还是手痒痒。
The manner of leafEldest Young Master, verygoodmade clear tothese words.
叶大少的一副神态,很好的昭示了这番话。It is fortunate thatvariousCelestialsnothere, otherwise, is surely gratified.
得亏诸天人不在此,不然,必定欣慰。Evenyoulooked atyourface, so the handis itchy, obviouslyyourYe Chen, isunpopular, carriesonecasually, wantsto punchyou!
连你自个瞧了自个的脸,都这般手痒痒,可见你叶辰,是多不招人待见,随便拎出一个,都想揍你吧!Talked nonsenseto turn over to talk nonsense.
扯淡归扯淡。
The critical moment, the Grand Chutenthsovereignisverycredible, the timeis stealing a glance, the childgrows intoZhaocloudheto understand, butgrows intohim, was very strange.
关键时刻,大楚第十皇还是很靠谱的,时刻都在窥看,小娃长成赵云他理解,但长成他,就很诡异了。
...!
啊...!
When helooks, child of suddenlyshouts, this/shouldusedallstrengths, face upwardsto roar, angryalsosorrowful, each, allfromSoul.
他看时,小娃蓦的一声嘶吼,该是使出了所有的力气,仰天咆哮,愤怒也悲恸,每一声,皆发自灵魂。Wú....!
唔唔唔....!Later, is sobbing of child, kneelsin that such as a lowlycriminal, the dishevelledlong hair, obstructedhimhalfface, having tears streaming down the face of crying.
之后,便是小娃的呜咽,跪在那,如一个卑贱的犯人,蓬乱的长发,遮他了半个脸庞,哭的泪流满面。Thatis the eternaltears, whattwinkleis the light of vicissitudes.
那是永恒的泪,闪烁的是沧桑的光。Ye Chenis silent, the childcriesis too painful, hisas ifsympathize, Soulalsointermittenthurting, touches the corner of the eyesubconsciously, is unexpectedly moist.叶辰默然,小娃哭的太痛,他仿佛感同身受,灵魂也一阵阵的疼,下意识去触摸眼角,竟已是湿润的。Howthiswas.
这是怎么了。Thisoneflickers, an unprecedentedconfusedness, cageeveningYe Chenstate of mind.
此一瞬,一种前所未有的迷茫,笼暮了叶辰心境。Doubts the fog, toooversuspiciousfog.
疑雾,太多疑雾。Ifsaid that Zhaocloud and childhave the relations, heandchild, cannot escape the connection, otherwiseso manypeople, areturn intothem, because ofeternal?
若说赵云与小娃有关系,那他与小娃,也脱不了关联,不然那么多人,为嘛偏偏变成他俩,是因永恒?Hahaha...!
哈哈哈...!
The childrensuch as the crazy, howlinghave cried, putsthatto laugh, moresmiles, the tears in pupilare more, does not know that iscriesorsmiles, reallyonsuch as a lunatic.
小娃如似疯癫,嚎过哭过,又搁那大笑,越笑,眸中的泪越多,也不知是哭还是笑,真就如一个疯子。Itwalked, has hair dishevelled, ifdid not have the soul, such as the good-for-nothing, has not drunk wineat one fell swoop , the alcoholic intoxication, has not actually walkedsways.
它走了,披头散发,如没了魂魄,也如一举行尸走肉,未曾饮酒,也未曾醉酒,却走的一路摇摇晃晃。Ye Chenfollowssilently, from the body of child, seendoes not know that ishisback, Zhaocloud, criesto smile, smilesoneto cry.叶辰默默跟着,自小娃的身上,看到的不知是他的背影,还有赵云的,一个哭一个笑,一个笑一个哭。
, Hecould not catch up with the step of childgradually.
渐渐的,他跟不上了小娃的步伐。Ithad/leftvariousday of universes, acts like a madmanlike that is away from the universebarrier, resembles to hearhiscryingandsmiling, coordinatingthatto resound the eternaltune that suddenly, interwoveto bury the song, listenedYe Chenwas moved to tears.
它又出了诸天宇宙,还是那般疯疯癫癫,隔着宇宙屏障,都似能听闻他的哭与笑,配合那蓦然响起的永恒曲,交织成了葬歌,听的叶辰都不由热泪盈眶。From now on the foot800years, hewill not have said goodbye the child.
自此足八百年,他都未再见小娃。Thateternaltune, inthese800years, has not resoundedagain.
还有那永恒的曲,在这八百年间,也未再响起。Ye Chenhas not walked, but also, waited for the zither music, hehas not learned;Also and other children, has not clarifieditsstatus, came the most originalspace and time, thisclear and brightmind, cageevening an ignorantanddimconfusedness.叶辰未走,还在等,等琴音,他还未学会;也是在等小娃,还未弄清它的身份,来了一趟最原本的时空,本清明的心神,笼暮了一层浑噩又朦胧的迷茫。
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