The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Next time?" Xiao Chen twitched the corner of his mouth: "Do you think I'm going to run away?"

"Isn't it?" Yixian was a little surprised.

In this situation, Xiao Chen's best way to deal with it was to escape.

Moreover, Yixian really couldn't think of what capital Xiao Chen had to wrestle with him.

Yixian believed that no matter what means Xiao Chen had, it was impossible to cause any harm to him.

Because the difference in Xiao Chen's current strength is too great.

"Let me wait." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, and stepped into the knife prison.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Yixian waved his hand with a smile.

...

The knife prison was not something created by the human nature Xiao Chen.

This place was created by the complete Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen almost never came to the Sword Prison.

Because apart from those broken knives and some sealed demon knives, there is only endless barrenness left.

And Xiao Chen didn't have absolute control over this place.

Xiao Chen couldn't go to the deepest part of the knife prison, he couldn't, neither could the divine Xiao Chen and the demonic Xiao Chen.

What's in the deepest part of the knife prison, apart from Xiao Chen who is complete, probably no one else in this world knows.

...

In the prison of swords, as far as the eye can see, there is endless twilight, lifeless, like an old man.

Under the endless twilight, there were many broken long knives.

After seeing Xiao Chen, the wandering sword spirits all bowed to the ground, as if seeing their own king.

Xiao Chen didn't have time to talk to these sword spirits, Xiao Chen was thinking of a way, how to go out and kill that guy.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Xiao Chen felt that no matter what he did, it seemed that he had no chance of winning.

Because the difference in hard power is too great, any strategy is just a joke.

In the end Xiao Chen made a decision to go to Consciousness Sea to see if that guy could help him in any way.

Xiao Chen found an open space and sank his consciousness into his own sea of ​​consciousness.

...

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is still that exaggerated vast ocean.

The weather is calm and the years are quiet.

Suddenly a boy appeared at the place where the sea and the sky meet.

The boy and Xiao Chen looked exactly the same, but he didn't have the ruffian aura of the human Xiao Chen, nor the murderous aura of the demonic Xiao Chen, nor the silly temperament of the divine Xiao Chen.

The young man is smiling, giving people a gentle and elegant feeling, like the sun in March, making people feel extremely comfortable just by looking at him.

The boy was walking on the sea, scratched his head suddenly, looked into the distance and said with a light smile, "Why are you here, what's the matter?"

"Clatter!"

With the sound of water stirring, Xiao Chen crawled out from the sea water in front of the young man.

"Ah! My lord, save my dog's life." Xiao Chen hugged the boy's thigh, and "wailed loudly".

The young man patted his forehead helplessly, doubting whether it was the right choice to divide himself into three.

After all, it's a bit embarrassing to separate out such a second-hand product.

"Don't wipe your snot on me." The young man pulled Xiao Chen up by his collar.

"Hey!!" Looking at the gentle and elegant young man in front of him, Xiao Chen smiled like a chicken thief.

"I have something to talk about." Looking at Xiao Chen's cheap smile, goosebumps all over the boy's body.

After all, he was separated by himself, and the young man knows exactly what kind of virtue this guy is.

"Is there any way to kill that guy outside?" Xiao Chen didn't hesitate, and directly stated his purpose.

"No." The boy shook his head lightly.

"Eh..." Xiao Chen's head was full of black lines.

"Do you know who he is?" the boy asked with a smile.

"He said his name was Yixian." Xiao Chen spread his hands, looking unhappy.

The young man tapped Xiao Chen's head lightly, which actually gave people the feeling of an old father doting on his child.

"I know, what I'm asking is do you know his origin?"

"I know what a fart!" Xiao Chen rubbed his head, and was hit twice by the young man, but Xiao Chen didn't feel any discomfort at all.

If anyone else dared to touch Xiao Chen's head, his brains would probably be punched out.

The boy said gently: "He should be from the Great Dark Age."

Xiao Chen nodded: "I seem to have heard that shit said it."

"Don't greet others with the opening of your mouth." The young man sighed helplessly.

"Hehe, I'm used to it." Xiao Chen looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

Then Xiao Chen was a little puzzled: "The Great Dark Age? Before Chaos?"

The boy nodded: "Everyone in the world thinks that everything comes from chaos, but in fact, chaos is just an era in the long river of time."

"And the Great Dark Age should be the first era, and that era is the beginning of everything."

"Damn it, why don't I know." Xiao Chen looked suspicious: "How many things have you been hiding?"

The reason why Xiao Chen asked this was because in Xiao Chen's memory, there was no memory of the great dark age that the boy talked about.

Xiao Chen was separated from the young man, and Xiao Chen's memory can also be said to be shaped by the young man, so the young man can naturally hide some things.

The young man smiled: "It's no good to know, it just increases troubles."

"You don't want us to know, why bring it up now." Xiao Chen said a little angrily.

"Still playing petty." The young man patted Xiao Chen's forehead: "Now that people have found you, I should tell you."

"Why don't we talk about it later, let's deal with that guy outside first?" Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, how could he be in the mood to listen to any stories now!

The boy thought for a while and said, "The difference in strength is too great, it's difficult."

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, this guy said it was difficult now, not the initial denial that he couldn't beat it, it seems that this guy must have a way.

The boy thought for a while and said, "It's impossible to kill him, but there should be a chance to defeat him."

Xiao Chen looked disappointed, because he promised the old Taoist to avenge those people who died in vain.

"When your strength recovers, you will naturally be able to kill him. There is no need to rush at this moment." The young man comforted him in a soft voice.

"Okay!" Xiao Chen also understood his current situation.

"Next, let me control your body for a while." The young man flicked Xiao Chen's forehead lightly, and his figure suddenly dissipated.

"If you hit me again, all your brains will come out." Xiao Chen muttered viciously twice.

...

Xiao Chen in the knife prison suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, Xiao Chen seemed to be a completely different person.

Gone is the rebelliousness, and the ruffian air, replaced by a bookish air, and that spring-like smile.

Xiao Chen got up, and carefully patted the dust off his body.

"Big... big... Great Emperor, is that you?" A nice female voice suddenly sounded, her tone stammering as if she couldn't believe something.