The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen watched the cat army with great interest. These cats were very aura, and two of them even had a good way of doing things.

Xiao Chen liked this kind of fluffy little guy, otherwise he wouldn't be able to let it go, that little black cat was jumping around on him.

In the Great World of Haoran, Xiao Chen fed a little fox. Although he became a fat man because he fed it so well, it still did not prevent Xiao Chen from petting him.

Xiao Chen hooked his hands and smiled at the **** and white cats that led the way: "Come here."

Leng Weiya was frightened by Xiao Chen's behavior. The black cat and the white cat were the landlords in the small town.

Apart from listening to Leng Xiaolu's words in the small town, these cats tend to ignore others and even her Leng Family Patriarch.

Leng Weiya was afraid of the cats' tempers coming up, and ran over to scratch.

What Leng Weiya didn't expect was that the cats who were usually rich in the land, faced Xiao Chen like a good son, slid and jumped to Xiao Chen's side.

The two cats came to Xiao Chen's feet, arched up, and circled Xiao Chen's legs.

With such a well-behaved look, Leng Weiya and Leng Ming were stunned. When did these two soil tyrants become modifiers?

Xiao Chen pulled at the faces of the two cats and said with a smile: "Cultivation well, sooner or later you will get better."

Facing Xiao Chen, the two cats nodded gently.

Xiao Chen stayed away from Leng Weiya, and set foot on the road to the Silent River.

Not long after Xiao Chen left, three groups of people came to Cang Yue Town.

...

Night.

In Taiping, a small town at the end of the river of silence, a group of blond and blue-eyed foreigners stood on the quiet streets of the town.

"Where did that idiot Smith go?" asked an unusually handsome young man headed by him.

No one answered, everyone just bowed their heads respectfully.

The young man looked at the blood moon in the sky, and his expression became gloomy.

This time they ventured into China, but the idiot Smith had no news at this critical stall, which was not good news for them.

"Lord Duke, we should set off now." A woman with an unusually beautiful appearance reminded with courage.

There was no movement from the young man, and the woman who had started to remind suddenly flew out and slammed heavily on the ground not far away.

The young man sneered: "Alice, pay attention to your identity. If your father hadn't paid enough, your little viscount would not be qualified to appear here."

The woman's face was gloomy, and she stood up swayingly, making no sound anymore.

Waiting for the moon to reach the sky, the young man smiled and said: "The formation of the Silent River finally lost its suppressive power. If we can really see the legendary one this time, a new era of our vampire family is coming."

The young man rubbed a quaint jade pendant in his hand, seeming to recall something, with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the young man was in a good mood, an old man said with some worry: "My lord, we have ventured into China this time. I am afraid that Tsing Yi will have been spotted by Tsing Yi. If Tsing Yi will be held accountable, I am afraid we will come down.

The young man waved his hand and interrupted the old man's words: "Tsing Yi Hou has already gone to Fengshenya. I am afraid that at this time, it is already impossible to protect himself."

When everyone heard the young man's words, their heavy hearts were relaxed a lot, after all, the pressure this murder **** brought to them was too great.

Looking at the jade pendant in the hands of the young man, the old man endured the turmoil and asked, "My lord, is this what the legend left behind by Lord Cain."

The young man who was in a good mood heard the old man's words, his face suddenly darkened, and then the old man's chest was penetrated by a hand.

The young man held the old man's heart in his hand and sneered: "You are all distinguished kinsmen. You should not say what you should say and don't need me to teach it."

Everyone still bowed their heads and said nothing.

The old man lost his heart and didn't fall down as expected. The old man just looked at the young man imploringly.

The corners of the young man's mouth curled up, and the hand holding the heart slowly increased gravity.

The old man knelt on the ground with an expression of pain, and couldn't help begging: "My lord Duke, my lord Duke, let me go for the sake of the family."

The old man's prayer did not stop the young man from stopping his movements.

"boom!"

As the heart was crushed, the old man's body quickly darkened, like a big tree leaving the ground, withered and ugly.

From beginning to end, the old man did not act to resist, and he could see the young man's prestige.

The young man smiled, and his mood seemed to be back to what it was before.

"set off."

...

Soon after a group of people left, three other figures appeared above the town of Taiping.

A young woman wearing a white dress with a beautiful face but an unusually indifferent face walked in the forefront.

Behind her was an eccentric girl and a young man who looked like an honest person.

The woman walking in front suddenly stopped and turned back abruptly.

The woman's move made the two behind her shiver.

The girl pursed her mouth, and said angrily: "Master, how many times have I told you that you will be scared to death if you suddenly turn around like this."

The woman never responded to the girl's dissatisfaction, but looked at the man and said, "Mo Fangxu, if you follow me again, I will kill you."

The man called Mo Fangxu touched the back of his head honestly and said, "Xiaohan, let me help you."

Ma Xiaohan shook his head indifferently, not knowing when he had a long sword in his hand.

Looking at Ma Xiaohan's attitude, Mo Fangxu said uncharacteristically this time: "Even if you don't let me help you, Xiaohan, I will follow you secretly."

Ma Xiaohan looked at Mo Fangxu. Although Mo Fangxu was seen as hairy in his heart, he still stared at Ma Xiaohan with bulging eyes.

For a long time, Ma Xiaohan sighed and said, "What is the difference between you and death?"

Mo Fangxu shook his head: "What about you, Xiaohan? There is no difference between doing this and sending you to death."

"This is the mission of the Ma family."

Mo Fangxu was angry when he heard these words for no reason: "Mission? Who put it on your Ma family? God or your **** Ma family ancestor?"

Ma Xiaohan was not angry after hearing Mo Fangxu's words, but he sighed softly and stopped talking.

What the girl watched from the side was also boring. She really didn't understand what Master's attitude towards this man named Mo Fangxu was.

At this moment, the girl felt her head hurt and she lost consciousness.

Ma Xiaohan supported the fainted girl and hid her in the grass beside her.

Ma Xiaohan put a small bead on the girl, watching Ma Xiaohan's behavior, Mo Fangxu frowned tightly.