The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen looked into the distance, there was a great glow there.

The treasure of the god king has been born, but it has not been opened. It should be an opportunity.

Xiao Chen thought of the key to the treasure of the god king in Xiaoshuang's hand, but Xiaoshuang had already left.

Of course, you can open it forcibly without a key, but if you open it by force, if something in the treasure of the god king is awakened, life and death will be hard to say at that time.

Anyway, Xiao Chen's goal was not the treasure of the god king, so he should just watch it.

At this time, a silver streamer came from afar.

Liu Guang rushed straight in front of Xiao Chen, who turned out to be Qingfeng Shenya soldiers escorting the caravan.

The soldier handed over a golden key and said respectfully: "My lord, Miss Xiaoshuang asked me to deliver the key, saying that it has a lot to do with it."

Xiao Chen thought for a while and took the key, "Say thank you to that girl for me."

...

"My lord, this girl seems to be ill." Not long after the soldiers left, the two sisters Ruyun Ruwu came to Xiao Chen's side holding the little princess of the Mo family.

Xiao Chen looked at the little princess of the Mo family who was lying in Ruyun's arms, her face was flushed, her forehead was covered with dense sweat, and her body convulsed and twitched from time to time.

Touching the forehead of the little princess of the Mo family, Xiao Chen shook his head: "It's nothing, it should be a nightmare."

Xiao Chen guessed right, the girl was indeed having a nightmare.

She dreamed of that weird black mist, Uncle Sword, and those thousand dead men.

In the dream, the cloud of black mist actually passed through the big bang and came towards him.

Uncle Jian and the sacrifice of a thousand dead men, and the boundless fear brought about by the black mist, made the little princess of the Mo family almost collapse.

When the black mist was about to approach her, the little princess of the Mo family suddenly grabbed something, a sense of security made her settle down, and then slowly opened her eyes.

The big jewel-like eyes of the little princess of the Mo family were full of tears.

With tears in her eyes, the first thing she saw was that ruffian face.

Then a voice came into my ears, "I dreamed that the lollipop was robbed? Are you so scared?"

Following the voice, the consciousness of the little princess of the Mo family gradually returned to reality, and what happened not long ago also returned to her mind.

Looking at Xiao Chen's face, the little princess of the Mo family moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end these words only became two words, "Thank you."

"Hehe, this kid is quite polite." Xiao Chen patted the girl's little head with a smile: "Okay, come down when you wake up, I'm tired of holding you."

Only then did the little princess of the Mo family realize that she was being hugged by a girl who was so ugly.

"My hand is loose. After holding it for so long, I didn't give you any money. Do you want to eat Bawang tofu?" Xiao Chen tugged at his right hand.

The little princess of the Mo family blushed, it turned out that she was still tightly holding onto Xiao Chen's hand.

At this time, the little princess of the Mo family also understood who owned the hand that gave her a sense of security in her dream.

"My name is Mo Beibei." The little girl who was in a good mood introduced herself.

Xiao Chen's heart skipped a beat, his surname was Mo.

"What is your relationship with the famous Mo family of the Sword Sect?" Xiao Chen asked.

Mo Beibei was stunned for a moment, but did not hide her identity, and revealed that she was the daughter of the contemporary head of the Mo family.

"Hehe, what a coincidence!" Xiao Chen rolled his eyes.

The little princess of the Mo family, the fate of heaven, and he just happened to save the little girl, these are connected.

Xiao Chen thought with his ass, he knew that the eighth woman wrote something in the book again, and everything about Mo Beibei's experience was probably written by that eighth woman.

As for the purpose, it is probably for his own convenience to ask the Patriarch of the Mo family to learn about the situation in the Heavenly Kingdom of Destiny.

Now that the eighth woman had already written the story, Xiao Chen didn't bother to think about it, and said directly: "Take me to see your father, I have some things to understand."

"Ah!?" Mo Beibei was a little puzzled and asked, "Master, do you know Daddy?"

Xiao Chen shook his head: "I don't know each other, but we will get to know each other soon. Don't worry, I don't mean anything malicious, I just want to ask something."

Mo Beibei nodded: "I believe that the young master is not a bad person."

Xiao Chen chuckled and said, "You're still the first person to say that I'm not a villain when we meet for the first time."

Mo Beibei scratched her head in confusion.

...

On the Death Star where the Mo family is stationed.

The Patriarch of the Mo family, Mo Ganshan, was pacing back and forth in the formation at the moment.

Moganshan's majestic face was full of anxiety.

Because the dead man had been out for a while, but no information came back.

Mo Ganshan had to wonder if something unexpected happened.

Two hours later, when Moganshan decided to take the rest of the people to find his daughter, the figures of Xiao Chen and his party had already arrived on the Death Star.

This Death Star defaults as the place where the Mo family is stationed, and no one dares to come here at will.

The arrival of Xiao Chen and his party made the Xiandeng soldiers who were stationed react immediately.

A huge black cloud engulfed the dead and stopped Xiao Chen and his party.

Moganshan is restless at the moment, seeing that there are still people who dare to break into his camp at this time, it is just time to vent his anger.

As soon as Moganshan came to the front of the formation, a delicate figure rushed towards him.

"father."

Moganshan couldn't believe his ears, but seeing the familiar figure pounced on him, Moganshan's tense heartstrings finally relaxed.

Holding Mo Beibei in his arms, Mo Ganshan felt something was wrong, and asked, "Your sword uncle, where are the guards?"

Upon hearing Moganshan's question, Mo Beibei cried again, and then told what happened along the way.

"Skywolves!!" Hearing this, Mo Ganshan was furious from his heart, and the evil turned to his guts, wishing he could lead someone to kill him right now.

But rationality still made Moganshan calm down, and now a decisive battle with the Sirians is no different from courting death.

"Father, the son who saved me said that he wanted to know about something." Mo Beibei did not forget Xiao Chen's request.

Only then did Mo Ganshan turn his gaze to Xiao Chen's side, and when he saw the fifty Qingfeng Shenya soldiers behind Xiao Chen, his expression changed.

Although he has never fought against Qingfeng Shenya, he has met him a few times.

With a mere hundred soldiers, Qingfeng Shenya ranks as the strongest with the other three armies. The potential of this army is immeasurable.

Moganshan was not a good stubble either, he was surprised but not afraid.

At this moment, Xiao Chen waved his hand towards Mo Beibei.

Mo Beibei nodded, and pulled Mo Ganshan towards Xiao Chen.

In order to prevent any misunderstanding, Xiao Chen asked everyone to stay where they were, and walked to the Mo family father and daughter by himself.

The three met in the middle of the two armies.

Mo Ganshan looked at Xiao Chen carefully from beginning to end.

I was very surprised, because Xiao Chen didn't have the slightest aura of a practitioner on his body, and he was too young.

"What are you looking at, I've never seen such a handsome guy!" Xiao Chen was very upset when he was stared at.