The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The young man licked his lips, Xiao Chen's blood was still sticking to it, thinking of the scene just now, the young man's face was flushed again, and his body could not help but tremble.

The boy leaned against the barrel all of a sudden, and it took a long time before he calmed down slowly.

The young man who had recovered, picked up Xiao Chen's clothes, looked at the fragrant Tassel Mingyue lying on it, and frowned slightly, "Ancient God?"

The young man shook his head again, looked at the wooden barrel and said, "You and I are just remnants of the times, this time is destined to belong to him."

"The fox with the butterfly mark on its face should belong to the demon clan. In which era did it come in?" The young man muttered to himself, and his figure gradually disappeared.

...

When he heard that Xiao Chen was going to retreat for 500 days, the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox almost lost his breath. As for Liusu Mingyue, nothing but crying and sleeping.

During the days when Xiao Chen was not around, these two guys got along with each other, and their relationship improved a lot.

As for the whereabouts of his younger brother, the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox has no clue at all.

The young man helped to search for it for a while, but the younger brother of the nine-tailed demon fox came to Destiny Heaven too early, even the young man couldn't find it.

Moreover, the environment here is special. The young man had told the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox that her younger brother might have been eaten.

Even if he was not eaten by those crazy guys, he would most likely become one of those mutated creatures. After all, not everyone could bear the endless loneliness.

But the nine-tailed demon fox refused to give up. She took Liusu Mingyue to look for it every day, hoping to try her luck.

As the saying goes, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, the nine-tailed demon fox has no clue.

Even though the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox didn't want to admit it, she also understood that her brother might really never come back.

Time passed day by day, and the end of five hundred days was coming soon.

On this day, the young man picked up Xiao Chen's clothes, which had already been washed clean by him.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers on the clothes, the young man's face was full of intoxication.

When I came to that empty room, after five hundred days of changes, those blue fluorescent lights were already very bright.

The little grass called Myriad Gods Blood Spirit also disappeared, which meant that the medicinal effect had been completely absorbed.

The young man carefully placed the clothes beside the barrel, and took two jade boxes from the wall next to it.

The jade box was opened, and a white cold light rushed into the barrel.

The black impermanent water in the wooden barrel instantly turned into the color of milk, exuding a faint fragrance.

The boy opened another jade box, which contained a golden writing brush.

Having prepared everything, the boy looked at the fluorescent lights with full expectation.

"Gather." The boy waved his hand and grabbed it, and all the floating fluorescent lights gathered together to form a blue ball of light.

Holding the fluorescent light, the boy carefully put the blue light ball into the barrel.

As soon as the light ball touched the white water, it melted away, and the next moment the white water boiled like boiling.

The boy stretched out his right hand, then pointed his left hand together to form a sword, and slashed fiercely across the palm of his right hand.

A wound appeared on the boy's palm, and the bone was visible deep.

But the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The young man seized the time and squeezed hard on the wound.

Finally, after the young man's unremitting efforts, a drop of golden blood flowed out from the wound with great reluctance.

As soon as the golden blood appeared, a terrifying vision appeared in the world outside.

The sky and the earth are full of wind and thunder, like the end of the world, and a drop of blood can cause such a vision, which shows the strength of the young man.

...

The young man blushed and dripped that drop of golden blood into the wooden barrel.

"Ah!" The young man moaned softly, and said in a low voice, "My blood is flowing in your body, it's really heart-pounding."

As soon as the golden blood fell into the barrel, the water in the barrel was instantly dyed golden.

Slowly, the boiling water calmed down, and a skull as smooth as jade appeared in the golden water.

At this time, the boy held the golden brush floating beside him.

The young man closed his eyes, held his breath, and concentrated, as an extremely majestic momentum surged out.

At this moment, the vision of heaven and earth outside became more and more violent, the earth cracked, mountains collapsed, and big rivers poured back.

A large number of mutated creatures flew out of their hiding places in this terrifying vision. Fortunately, the sky was covered by black clouds, otherwise today would be the time for their extinction.

The tip of the pen touched the skull lightly, and the brush seemed to be alive, and began to walk on the skull.

Mysterious golden runes appeared one after another as the brush moved around.

The skull had just been filled with runes, and then the skull appeared again. The young man kept writing, and started writing on the skull with the runes on it.

Once the skull is filled, then the spine appears, then ribs, hand bones, foot bones...

As he wrote, fine beads of sweat appeared on the boy's forehead.

Just when the boy was about to write on the last toe bone, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the boy's hand holding the pen.

"Do you want to create a monster?" An indifferent male voice sounded.

"roll!"

The boy roared violently, blue mist rose from his body, and the surrounding air burst suddenly.

The hand that grabbed the young man suddenly let go, and then there was a muffled groan, and a figure crashed through a wall and flew out.

"You are the monster, and your whole family are monsters."

The young man muttered angrily, wiped his sweat, and finished the final writing. With the completion of the last rune, the golden brush broke directly.

And at the moment when the brush broke, the whole world suddenly became quiet, and time was frozen at this moment!

But at this moment, an astonishing change appeared in the barrel.

Flesh began to cover the bones, and blood vessels, like the roots of a big tree, were also formed at an extremely fast speed.

In the stopped world, only this body is taking shape.

When the last piece of skin covered the muscle, the time that had stopped began to flow again.

A complete body appeared in the wooden barrel, just like Xiao Chen.

The spiritual consciousness protected by the tears of Qingcheng also merged into the body at this moment.

"Huh...wow!"

A burst of blue light lit up, and Xiao Chen sat up from the barrel.

Xiao Chen looked around in a daze, and was a little dazed for a moment.

For the past five hundred days, Xiao Chen's spiritual consciousness has been in a deep sleep, and now that he just woke up, it's normal that his head is a little blurry.

"Wake up!" Looking at Xiao Chen, the young man happily moved over.

Looking at the happy young man, Xiao Chen finally came back to his senses, for a moment, evil started in his heart, and his anger grew to his guts.

Xiao Chen stood up all of a sudden, stretched out his hand and clamped the boy's neck under his arm, but the boy didn't even have any intention of resisting.

"Let you kiss me." Xiao Chen punched the young man's eye socket.