Fabricated river, along with unknown drift . 虚妄的河,随未知漂流,。 The punishment character child ate fully for hundred years, cannot swallow fabricatedly, again deep sleep. 刑字小娃足吃了百年,也未能吞下虚妄,再次沉睡。 This thinks, is 300 years. 这一觉,便是三百载。 The 400 th year, after it wakes up, not giggle laughter, has not gone to chase down Ye Chen, went out step by step unknown, tranquil makes Ye Chen not be familiar with. 第四百年,它醒来之后,并无咯咯笑声,也未去追杀叶辰,一步步走出了未知,平静的让叶辰不习惯。 Bang! Rumble! 轰！轰隆隆！ How long, has not then heard bang the sound, this/should has the war, is the war of universe level, the piece that shakes unknown humming sound rocks , to continue fully for hundred years, Ye Chen does not know, is actually who to fight, did Zhao say? Children? Purple clothes youth. 未多久,便闻轰隆声,该是有大战,乃宇宙级的大战,震的这片未知都嗡嗡晃动,足持续百年,叶辰不知,究竟是谁在战,赵云？小娃？还是紫衣青年。 No one gives him the answer. 无人给他答案。 When the boom annihilates, including unknown, including universe, static fearfulness. 待轰声湮灭,包括未知、包括宇宙,都静的可怕。 From now on 1000, will not have seen the child. 自此一千年,都未见小娃。 From now on 1000, has not seen the purple clothes youth and outside the universe Heavenly Dao. 自此一千年,也未见紫衣青年和外宇宙天道。 From now on 1000, without that eternal tune. 自此一千年,也没那永恒的曲。 The waiting of Ye Chen, is dry lonesome, everywhere blank, is darkness everywhere, the ruins of universe civilization, buried the legend and myth, he is the desolate living creature, is the viewer of history, from beginning to end, he is a witness. 叶辰的等待,是枯寂的,满目空白,也是满目的黑暗,宇宙文明的遗址,葬了传说与神话,他是苍凉的活物,是历史的看客,自始至终,他都是见证者。 Bang! 轰！ Dies the general dreariness, bang was broken because of one finally. 死一般的沉寂,终是因一声轰隆被打破。 This has outside the universe explosion. 该是有外宇宙爆炸。 Has that together the halo, is easily accomplished, cuns (2.5 cm) destroyed unknown, the blank, is dark, welcomed the fabricated end. 有那么一道光晕,是摧枯拉朽的,一寸寸毁灭了未知,无论是空白,还是黑暗,都迎来了虚妄的末日。 „Is this, the real end?” “这,才是真正的终结吗？” Ye Chen muttered, had set off the homeward journey, once looked back looks to look, the most original space and time, vertical became unknown, could not escape that destruction, the legend, myth and common people, became the history thoroughly, will be buried in the boundless fabrication. 叶辰喃喃自语,已踏上了归途,曾回眸望看,最原本的时空,纵成未知,也逃不过那毁灭,传说、神话、苍生,都彻底成历史,会被埋在无边的虚妄中。 His state of mind, is sorrow cold. 他的心境,是哀凉的。 Also or, is Hongchen sobs in the darkness, did not have the family/home again. 也或者,是红尘在冥冥中哭泣,再也没有家了。 Immemorial Great Desolation. 太古洪荒。 The summit, the Hongchen quarter the truth, expression is like that simple-hearted, both eyes are also like that empty, the corner of the eye is hanging the tears, such as cried good-for-nothing. 山巅,红尘刻出了真相,神色还是那般木讷,双目也还是那般空洞,眼角挂着泪,如哭了的行尸走肉。 „Hongchen.” “红尘。” clear/pain Lingyu and Hongchen Xue all go forward, came back finally safely. 楚灵玉与红尘雪皆上前,终是安全回来了。 Then, is Ye Chen, goes out from Hongchen within the body. 而后,便是叶辰,自红尘体内走出。 The empress flickers the body obviously, comes together, but also reveres, young person and emperor desolate brightly. 女帝瞬身显化,一同来的,还有神尊、红颜与帝荒。 „What's wrong.” Empress light language. “如何。”女帝轻语。 Ye Chen has not had the spoken language, decided 35 to flicker, looked at completely various heaven. 叶辰未有言语,足足定了三五瞬,一眼望尽诸天。 This space and time is good, has the scenery to have the water, has the human food. 还是这个时空好,有山水有水,有人间烟火。 This must thank Hongchen, if not his counter space and time, will not have present him, the years are brutal, the memory is eternal, that is he most precious buried treasure. 这都要感谢红尘,若非他逆时空,也不会有如今的他,岁月无情,记忆是永恒,那是他最珍贵的宝藏。 „Eternal tune.” “永恒的曲。” After 35 flicker, Ye Chen answered the issue of empress, this is he crosses the space and time, the harvest that obtained comes perhaps, available that qin tune, directs it. 三五瞬后,叶辰才答了女帝的问题,这是他横渡时空,所得来的收获,或许可用那琴曲,将其引出来。 „Qin tune?” “琴曲？” The empress elegant eyebrow frowns, the god reveres their also forehead slightly wrinkle. 女帝俏眉微颦,神尊他们也眉宇微皱。 Zheng! 峥！ Ye Chen has sat down, has displayed a Suqin, then, then hears the zither music, is ancient and melodious, vicissitudes also sorrow cold, spreads over Immemorial Great Desolation, resounded through ten thousand Yuzhu the day, the note of each beat, seems is carrying a story, the listened numerous emperor mind is absent-minded, the listened common people state of mind is dim. 叶辰已坐下了,已摆上了一把素琴,而后,便闻琴音,古老而悠扬,沧桑也哀凉,传遍太古洪荒,也响彻了万域诸天,每一个跳动的音符,都好似载着一段故事,听的众帝心神恍惚,听的苍生心境朦胧。 This, is the eternal tune. 这,便是永恒的曲。 Ye Chen in the space and time, used for several thousand years to do to engrave. 叶辰在原本时空,用了几千年做刻印。 Today, is first playing. 今日,是第一次弹奏。 This eternal qin tune, is very wonderful, absent-minded that even the empresses listen , seems an ancient charm suddenly, keeping her mind from extricating oneself. 这首永恒的琴曲,还是很美妙的,连女帝都听的失神,恍似有一种古老的魔力,让她心神无法自拔。 Even she, don't said others. 连她都如此,更莫说其他人。 Is accompanying that zither music, many people lift the hand subconsciously, touched a corner of the eye, is moist, the song has multi- sorrow cold, cried unknowingly. 伴着那琴音,有不少人下意识抬手,触摸了一下眼角,是湿润的,曲子是有多哀凉,在不经意间哭了。 But Ye Chen understands, his eternal tune, the difference was far. 可叶辰明白,他的永恒曲,差远了。 In zither music that the space and time heard, really eternal, he studies perhaps looks like very much, but some emotion, is actually too difficult to learn, but also needs many comprehends. 在原本时空听到的琴音,才是真的永恒,他学的或许很像,但某种情感,却是学不来,还需多加参悟。 „Fruit is four arts, every kind is skilled.” “果是琴棋书画,样样精通。” Person king sighed, finished up, wiped bitter tears. 人王一声唏嘘,完事儿,抹了一把辛酸泪。 He is good, many people, put that to sob unexpectedly. 他还是好的,不少人,竟还搁那抽泣。 So the scene, is found in various heaven each corner, the female tearful eyes dance, the male cultivates to wail, the babies called, obviously was the indistinct immortal tune, but how to listen, buried the song probably, everyone was with flowing tears. 如此景象,遍布诸天每个角落,女子泪眼婆娑,男修嚎啕大哭,就连婴儿都哇哇直叫,明明是缥缈的仙曲,但怎么听,都像是葬歌,所有人都潸然泪下。 „Must gain our many tears.” “要赚俺们多少眼泪。” Xie Yun the tongue, real nasal mucus tears, wiped on Xiong Er. 谢云啧舌,真一把鼻涕一把泪,都抹熊二身上了。 „We can see.” “我们看得见。” On 'Fairy Maiden Peak' the multi- nan language, the numerous female corner of the eye all has the tears, dim, resembles to see fuzzy pictures suddenly, each, has is called the Ye Chen back together, or the lonely vanguard, or the bloody battle whole wide world and vice- gathered the Ye Chen life, had the blood to have the tears, every flickered, resembled suddenly is eternal. 玉女峰上多喃语,众女眼角皆有泪,朦胧中,恍似能望见一幅幅模糊的画面,每一副,都有一道叫叶辰的背影,或孤独前行、或血战八荒、一副副聚出了叶辰的一生,有血有泪,每一瞬,都恍似是永恒。 Can visible, incessantly be they, too many people saw. 能看见者,不止是她们,太多人都望见了。 Common people's command, the carrying/sustaining the faith of common people, his zither music was also full of the common people, dismal that too but, this qin tune, was deducted by him. 苍生的统帅,承载了苍生的信念,他的琴音也饱含了苍生,只不过,这一首琴曲,被他演绎的太悲凉。 Zheng...! 峥...！ The zither music has not stopped, is resounding through as before, makes a sound completely the society. 琴音未停,依旧在响彻,响满了人世间。 The gods revere have sat down, silent. 神尊已坐下,默然不语。 Song too sorrow cold, in the listened his also pupil with tears, recalled simultaneous/uniform Hua. 曲子太哀凉,听的他也眸中含泪,忆起了齐婳。 The emperor desolate is also silent, calms the mind to listen respectfully. 帝荒也默然,静心聆听。 But the young person, is listening to the zither music deep sleep unexpectedly, the serenity of resting. 而红颜,竟是听着琴音沉睡了,睡的安详。 Looks at the empress, was not normal, is listening to the zither music, dances under the moon/month unexpectedly lightly, such as melts the butterfly, the bearing lightly, beautiful that very she dances, the fantasy of beautiful, she is the god in emperor, is the immortal in god, is unearthly, does not dye every wordly affairs Egypt, framing was eternal every flickers. 看女帝,就不怎么正常了,听着琴音,竟在月下翩然起舞,如一只化蝶,神姿翩跹,她舞的很美,美的如梦似幻,她是帝中的神,也是神中的仙,不食人间烟火,不染凡世尘埃,定格了永恒间的每一瞬。 „beautiful, is really beautiful.” “美,真美。” expression that the emperors look, especially the emperor of forehead, looks over the high and low two eras, the head returns sees the empress to dance, coordinates the Ye Chen qin tune, wonderful suffocating, world female, because of her, but dim Fang magnificent. 众帝看的神色怔怔,特别是天庭的帝,纵观上下两纪元,还是头回见女帝起舞,配合叶辰的琴曲,美妙的让人窒息,世间女子,都因她,而黯淡了芳华。 „Is you.” “是你。” Ye Chen nan language, when the space and time listened to the eternal tune, then resembles to see together the beautiful figure suddenly, at that time could not recall, now sees the empress to dance, two backs, unexpectedly perfect conjunction, same grace, same fantasy. 叶辰喃语,在原本时空听永恒曲时,便恍似能望见一道倩影,那时记不起,如今见女帝起舞,两道背影,竟完美的契合,同样的曼妙,同样的如梦似幻。 But this is how possible. 但这怎么可能。 In the space and time, the empress also buried together with the common people extinguishes, how possibly is she to play a stringed musical instrument, how also possibly is she to dance under the moon/month, inconsistency. 原本时空中,女帝也同苍生一并葬灭,怎么可能是她在弹琴,又怎么可能是她在月下起舞,前后矛盾。 The sovereign zither music has not stopped, the empress graceful dance has not dispersed. 皇者琴音未停,女帝曼舞未散。 That summit, as if becomes two people of the world, plays a qin, dances lightly, has the flower petal to flutter, has the phenomenon deduction, in the dream is carving eternal. 那座山巅,仿佛成二人世界,一个抚琴,一个翩然而舞,有花瓣飘飞,有异象演绎,梦幻中刻着永恒。 What is strange: 怪异的是: Ye Chen knows itself to play a stringed musical instrument, but Empress, actually does not know oneself are dancing, just likes raises the line puppet, but the Ye Chen zither music, is that line. 叶辰知自己在弹琴,可女帝,却不知自己在起舞,恍若一个提线木偶,而叶辰的琴音,便是那根线。 „Or, throws a bed!” “要不,扔过去一张床吧！” The profound emperor is stroking the beard, sincerity that words saying, this young couple, tacit of like that coordination, cannot do well, later special activity. 玄帝捋着胡须,一话说的语重心长,这小两口,配合的那般默契,搞不好,待会儿还有特殊的活动。 „Believes me, he has the bed.” “相信我,他有床。” A ghost emperor language is deep, is Ye Chen that said that feared that is a big iron bed of dozens people of stage, got down on preparing the millenniums ago, who makes his family member many! 鬼帝一语深沉,说的自是叶辰,怕是一张几十人台的大铁床,早在千年前就备下了,谁让他家人多嘞！ „A wild accomplishment, an accurate desolate is complete, that sound .....” “一个准荒大成,一个准荒圆满,那动静....。” the deep emperor holds, is the talent who a brain hole opens greatly, if pats such a rare edition collection, his compelling standard, should glaring. 冥帝揣着手,也是一个脑洞大开的人才,若是拍这么一部珍藏版,那他的逼格,该有多晃眼。 „This, if has a kid, whose calculates.” “这若生个娃,算谁的。” Brain road that the emperor reveres, is not the general elegance. 帝尊的脑路,也不是一般的清奇。 This saying, listened numerous imperial capital strokes the beard, but also has not really thought that calculates that clear/pain Xuanchu does work? Doesn't have the tears? If sunlight? Empress. 这话,听的众帝都一阵捋胡须,还真没想过,算楚萱楚灵的？无泪的？若曦的？还是女帝的。 „This, if when, empress suddenly comes a separation, should awkward.” “这若那啥时,女帝突的来一个分离,该有多尴尬。” The good fortune god king touches the chin, a language stirs up the emperor saying that F4 simultaneous/uniform Cemou, this, seemingly has the emperor to say the F5 potential! That trains well. 造化神王摸了摸下巴,一语惹得帝道F4齐侧眸,这位,貌似有帝道F5的潜质啊！那得好好培养培养。 It is fortunate that the empress does not know, if the knowledge, that were miserable. 得亏女帝不知,若知,那就惨了。 If these are never proper, one is one, will be paralyzed. 如这些老不正经的,有一个算一个,都会半身不遂。 „Sovereign does play a stringed musical instrument? Is the empress dancing?” “皇者弹琴？女帝在起舞？” The Immemorial Great Desolation entrance, came group by group, to listen to the Ye Chen zither music to come, saw summit one, gawked, how was a match. 太古洪荒门口,来了一拨又一拨,是听着叶辰琴音过来的,见山巅一幕,不由一愣,怎一个般配了得。 If they do not make a kid, the natural justice is intolerable! 他俩若不造个娃,天理难容啊！ „Makes the kid.” “造娃。” Which talent did not know howlingly a throat, extremely heartshaking and moving. 不知哪个人才嚎了一嗓子,惊天地泣鬼神。 „Is she.” “是她。” Ye Chen is still moving the string, has no free time to respond these old fogies, from beginning to end looks is the empresses, he in that beautiful figure that the space and time saw, absolutely is the empress, the inconsistency suspicion, until now, is also puzzling him. 叶辰还在拨动琴弦,没空搭理这些老家伙,自始至终看的都是女帝,他在原本时空见的那道倩影,绝对是女帝,前后矛盾的疑团,至今,都还困扰着他。 Also at one's convenience is empress at this moment, listening to the tune to dance, explodes not without reason, is not independent, she has the connection with the eternal tune. 还有便是此刻的女帝,听曲起舞,是有感而发,还是不自主的,或者,她本身就与永恒的曲有关联。 Thinks of this, he stopped the zither music suddenly. 想到这,他蓦的停了琴音。 He stopped, the empress also stopped, was staggering same place one step, restored soberly, saw the world to look at her, did the frowning eyebrow, what have? 他停了,女帝也停了,在原地踉跄一步,才恢复清醒,见世人都望着她,不由颦眉,是发生了什么吗？ „Dance is very beautiful.” “舞的很美。” The Ye Chen eye transports/fortunes the golden light, performed a water curtain in the midair, among deducts, is the picture that the empress dances, really real peerless grace and talent. 叶辰眼运金光,在半空演出了一副水幕,其内演绎的,便是女帝起舞的画面,真真风华绝代。 „How can so.” “怎会如此。” The empress forehead wrinkles is deeper, looks at the Ye Chen manner, looks at the expression of the world, seemingly only she, has this strange action, in good condition, how also to dance. 女帝眉宇皱的更深,瞧叶辰的神态,瞧世人的表情,貌似只她一人,有这诡异的举动,好端端的,咋还跳起舞来了。 „Idles is also idling, comes one again.” “闲着也是闲着,再来一首。” Person king Zhao place sat down, but also set out the table, put the melon seed. 人王找地儿坐下了,还摆了桌子,放上了瓜子。 If he, too many people bring furniture tea, solemn the manner that listens to bent/tune Er to see a play, the posture has suspended, and other good plays began. 如他,太多人都自带桌椅茶品,俨然一副听曲儿看戏的神态,姿势已摆好,就等好戏开演了。 „zither | Jean not qin tune is unimportant, is mainly looks at the empress to dance.” “琴不琴曲的不重要,主要是看女帝跳舞。” This, was the implication that emperor look represented, the master happy enjoyed. 这,便是众帝眼神儿所代表的寓意,爷高兴了有赏。 The summit, Ye Chen has not said a word, held the hand, turns circle around the empress, like just like appreciating the artware, is possibly looking at monkey, from time to time also puts out a hand, pinches on the empress, was too underestimate this woman, if she are not related with unknown and punishment character child, the ghosts did not believe. 山巅,叶辰未言语,揣了手,绕着女帝转起了圈儿,俨然像在欣赏艺术品,也可能是在看猴儿,时而还伸手,在女帝身上捏来捏去,还是太小看这娘们儿了,她若与未知和刑字小娃没关系,鬼都不信的。 The empress did not speak, look was slanting. 女帝不语,眼神儿却是斜的。 Somebody's that hand, was very dishonest, pinches her white delicate arms even, but also tread the nose upper eyelid, which soft toward where came! 某人的那只手,特别不老实,捏捏她的玉臂就算了,还蹬鼻子上脸了,哪软朝哪来啊！ „You with that child, have any relative.” “你跟那小娃,是不是有啥亲戚。” Ye Chen one second enters the play, what said is the matter, but in the hand is not honest, in legend, serious plays is not concerned about face, said is he. 叶辰一秒入戏,说的是正事儿,可手上却不怎么老实,传说中,一本正经的耍不要脸,说的就是他。 The empress has not replied, pats his hand, flickers the body not to see. 女帝未答话,拍开了他的手,瞬身不见。 If this placed in the past, when placed her is the wild emperor, Ye Chen took a beating unavoidably, doing, this is the wild accomplishment, she seemingly could not be victorious. 这若放在往常,若放在她还是荒帝时,叶辰免不了挨揍,奈何,这位已是准荒大成,她貌似打不过了。 ....! 啊....！ Cannot be victorious Ye Chen to be all right, always has her to hit. 打不过叶辰没事儿,总有她能打过的。 If then the emperor reveres. 便如帝尊。 It is not feeling well on the empress, meeting with a disaster is he, one set of movement right in the face, the time is making clear to the words: Do not misunderstand, you have not made mistakes absolutely, being purely is looks at your face is not pleasing to the eyes. 每逢女帝不爽,遭殃的都是他,劈头盖脸的一整套动作,时刻都在昭示一番话:千万别误会,你绝对没犯错,纯属是瞧你这张脸不顺眼。 Because of this fresh refined reason, the lord knows emperor revered by many punched. 因这清新脱俗的理由,天晓得帝尊挨了多少揍。 Many years, once the unruly emperor revered, tidied up docile, another three emperors, meet the emperor to revere to take a beating, would giving a ride them. 多少年了,曾经桀骜不驯的帝尊,愣被收拾的服服帖帖,还有另外三帝,逢帝尊挨揍,总会捎上他们。 „Inconsistency!” “前后矛盾哪！” Ye Chen holds, is pacing same place, there is not being able to open out doubtful fog. 叶辰揣着手,在原地踱步,有一层拨不开的疑雾。