The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen looked up at the cyan thunder cloud, and at this moment the thunder cloud actually started to spin.

The thundercloud that was originally like cotton candy slowly turned into a huge cyan vortex.

"Are you coming again? Cough..." Xiao Chen covered his mouth and coughed violently a few times. A little blood appeared in his palm, and some broken internal organs were even mixed in the blood.

The coolness between the brows became very weak at this moment, and his dilapidated body could no longer recover. If the punishment from heaven was not over, Xiao Chen might really not be able to hold on this time.

At this time, the cyan thundercloud vortex slowly turned into white, the most common and beautiful color.

The very center of the vortex emits a dazzling white light, sacred and inviolable.

"Bang..." There was a soft sound.

In front of Xiao Chen, a white staircase appeared. The staircase was made up of white clouds and looked fluffy, like freshly baked bread.

Looking at the white stairs, Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief, because finally there was no thunder and lightning, and there was no such suffocating coercion anymore.

Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment, then gently put his right foot up the stairs.

Very soft, like stepping on cotton.

A gentle breath was generated from the stairs, rushing into Xiao Chen's body, it was refreshing, and there was no discomfort anywhere in his body.

Severe pain began to ease.

"Little guy, come..." At this moment a male voice sounded, as warm as the sunshine in March.

Xiao Chen looked up, but he didn't see anyone. After waiting for a while, the voice never appeared again.

Xiao Chen thought for a while, "It shouldn't be God's punishment, if it's God's punishment, there's no need to heal yourself."

The whole person stepped on the stairs, except for the gentle breath, Xiao Chen didn't feel anything unusual.

At this time, another staircase appeared in front of Xiao Chen, closely connected to the one under his feet.

Xiao Chen took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, stepped on one step, and then the third step, the fourth step, and the fifth step appeared one after another.

Xiao Chen rushed up along the stairs, no matter how fast Xiao Chen was, the stairs would always appear at Xiao Chen's feet in time.

"Don't rush, go slowly." The gentle voice sounded again.

Xiao Chen was already calm at the moment, and nodded lightly upon hearing this.

Xiao Chen slowed down, completely relaxed physically and mentally, savoring the surrounding scenery carefully.

I don't know how long, Xiao Chen didn't appreciate the beauty of the void.

The deep void reveals the light that seems to be absent, like a calm deep sea without any waves, and the silver-white Milky Way is nostalgic for the company of the stars.

Floating air currents carry light and rush into the embrace of the night sky, sinking in this silence.

Staring at the sky full of stars, big and small, flickering on and off, Xiao Chen smiled softly.

The last time I watched the scenery so leisurely was when I was with Xiao Longer on Earth.

Prison Dragon's cold and beautiful face flashed in Xiao Chen's mind, and the signature "Emperor, please respect yourself" rang out at the same time.

Xiao Chen walked, looked at the scenery, and thought about the people and things in the past.

Laughing and cursing, grievances and hatred, it turned out that the previous days were so wonderful.

At some point, Xiao Chen's body glowed with dots of white light, like the surface of a sparkling sea.

Xiao Chen didn't pay attention to his own changes, and was completely immersed in his memories.

Gradually, the wounds on Xiao Chen's body disappeared, his skin changed from ivory-like milky white to rosy white, and the sounds of tigers and leopards could be heard while walking.

The flowers between the eyebrows are slowly spinning again at this moment, and the coolness spreads all over the body again.

I don't know how long I walked, maybe an hour, maybe a day, maybe a year...

When Xiao Chen woke up from his memories, he had already stood in the very center of the vortex.

Xiao Chen smiled and moved his body.

His body was as light as a flying swallow, but Xiao Chen could feel the enormous power in his light body, which could shake mountains and crack the ground with just a lift of his hands.

Xiao Chen knew that he had entered the Happy Realm, and was able to walk freely in this endless void.

Suddenly, a door appeared in front of Xiao Chen, a door made of white clouds.

A bare door, without even a handle, looks like a small wall.

Xiao Chen gently pushed it away, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

At this time Xiao Chen was still standing on a ladder, but the ladder was no longer formed by white clouds.

The stairs are covered with moss, which looks slippery, like a bluestone slab in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

This staircase winds towards the distance, no longer upwards, but flattened forward, with no end in sight.

The surroundings are empty, endless emptiness, without stars or breeze.

Xiao Chen stared carefully, as if he saw Daiyuan mountains and rivers faintly in the open space again.

"It's beautiful!" A gentle male voice rang in Xiao Chen's ear, it was the voice he had heard before.

Xiao Chen looked sideways, and at some point, a person stood beside him, standing side by side with him.

This is a middle-aged man in his thirties, dressed in a blue gown, with his hair neatly tied behind his head, and a faint smile on his face.

Clean, gentle, and gentle as jade, this was Xiao Chen's first impression of him.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Xiao Chen also laughed, "I don't know, I just think I should look at you."

"Interesting little guy." The middle-aged man smiled and waved lightly towards the distance.

"Who are you greeting?" Looking at the boundless emptiness, Xiao Chen asked with some doubts.

"A tree." The middle-aged man replied with a smile.

"What?" Xiao Chen frowned.

"Let's go, I'll take you to meet it." The middle-aged man walked towards the end of the stairs.

Xiao Chen followed. Although he didn't know why, his body followed him unconsciously.

"Where is this?" Xiao Chen looked at the endless emptiness and asked curiously.

"The end." The middle-aged man replied softly.

Xiao Chen was a little puzzled: "Where is the end?"

"What do you think?" The middle-aged man seemed to like to laugh.

Xiao Chen laughed again, this man seemed to have a strange magic power, which could arouse the best emotions in people.

"I see." Xiao Chen nodded with a smile.

The middle-aged man also nodded and asked, "What did you see just now?"

Xiao Chen knew that he was asking himself what he saw in this empty place.

"Great river and mountain." Xiao Chen replied truthfully.

"Okay." The middle-aged man raised his voice and seemed very happy.

Xiao Chen asked back: "What's the good thing?"

"My heart is full of mountains and rivers, and my eyes are full of spring." After the words of the middle-aged man fell, the scenery in front of him changed again.

Looking at the things in front of him, even Xiao Chen couldn't help being stunned on the spot.