The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Sima Xing raised his head and said with a playful smile, "Miss Yueyue is really beautiful, isn't she?"

"I have an idea, do you want to hear it?" Sima Xing asked with a smile.

Before Xiao Chen could give a response, Sima Xing's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he poked his neck and smiled: "Twist your head off and hang it by the bed, you can watch when I'm with Shu Yueyue, haha... ..."

He wanted to anger Xiao Chen, because when a person is angry, his head is always unconscious.

Even if he had the chance to win, he tried his best to play with his own cleverness.

Xiao Chen is no longer the supreme emperor who has no emotions, he is now a human being, an out-and-out person.

As a human being, Xiao Chen has all the shortcomings, such as being irritable.

Sima Xing successfully angered Xiao Chen, but the consequences were not something he could bear.

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth, and laughed like a psychopath, that crazy look, that tyrannical aura, made Sima Xing's scalp explode.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a large number of cracks appeared on the entire Martial Arts Stage, and the cracks spread like spider webs crazily.

Seeing this scene, Sima Xing was horrified. Looking at the crazy Xiao Chen who was laughing, he regretted a little, yes, he regretted provoking Xiao Chen.

"boom!"

There is no nonsense, and there is no need to talk nonsense, because Xiao Chen never talks nonsense with the dead.

Xiao Chen stomped heavily on his feet, and the terrifying power gushed out directly centered on his feet.

In an instant, the berserk power made the Martial Arts Stage, which the Raven Dynasty was proud of, jump up and down.

Sima Xing wanted to move, wanted to use his body, which had just entered the thirteenth realm, to resist this incredible scene.

But suddenly he couldn't move, he couldn't even breathe.

Xiao Chen didn't know when he had already arrived in front of him, that big hand pinched Sima Xing's neck like a vise.

"You are far from Yixian."

This was the last sentence Sima Xing heard in his life, and then he saw his body.

Some people have said that if the head is dropped fast enough, the consciousness will not disappear immediately, and the head can see the scene of its own blood gushing.

At this moment, Sima Xing really saw his headless body and the blood column on his neck like a small fountain.

"Push on me again!" Xiao Chen pulled his neck, talking to Sima Xing's head nervously.

Of course it was impossible for a dead person to respond, only those eyes that could not rest in peace stared at Xiao Chen closely.

"Bang! Bang!"

Xiao Chen went up with two punches and blew out those eyes that were dying. Xiao Chen really annoyed people like Sima Xing!

At this moment, the world was completely silent, and no one dared to believe what was happening before them, or rather, they were unwilling to believe it!

Xiao Chen threw Sima Xing's head on the ground, and like kicking a football, walked out of the collapsed martial arts stage with his head.

That indifferent appearance, as if what he just killed was not a super master of the thirteenth realm, but just crushed an ant to death.

Actually otherwise, if he accidentally crushed an innocent ant to death, Xiao Chen might still lament the fragility of life, and if he had a neuropathy, he might even set up a monument for the tragic death of the ant.

In Xiao Chen's eyes, Sima Xing was no match for an ant.

Xiao Chen kicked Sima Xing's head, like a naughty boy, all the way to the dragon chair in the Golden Luan Hall.

The dark red bloodstains stretched all the way, and the faint smell of blood shocked everyone's hearts.

Everyone lowered their heads, even Yi Ming, Ming Chuxia and the others who supported Xiao Chen didn't dare to look up.

It seemed that they were only now getting to know Xiao Chen.

That incomparable sense of oppression, as well as that calm indifference, can be perfectly integrated in one person, they have never seen such a person.

"Shoot."

Xiao Chen turned around and volleyed with his big feet, kicking Sima Xing's head out of the hall.

A graceful arc was drawn across the head, and it was hung on the roof of the Yanyang Building impartially.

The breeze is not dry, the sun is just right, the roof is an excellent viewing place, but Sima Xing's dead head can't see all of this.

...

Having fulfilled his promise, Xiao Chen clapped his hands happily, and sat down on the golden dragon chair.

Yiming and Ming Chuxia were the first to come back to their senses.

Ming Chuxia's beautiful eyes were full of strange expressions.

Almost at the same time, she and Yi Ming knelt down together.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live."

It wasn't until the voice sounded that everyone came back to their senses, and without any hesitation, they all knelt down.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live..."

The sound resounded through the palace.

However, Xiao Chen was like a monkey, touching here and there, looking like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

Shu Wangjing carefully reminded Xiao Chen who was having fun.

"Ahem..."

Xiao Chen coughed twice in embarrassment, raised his right hand, and seemed to feel that this was not too domineering, so he also stretched out his left hand.

Following the appearance of the emperor Lao Tzu in the TV, Xiao Chen sullenly said, "Everyone loves you."

"Haha..." Xiao Chen felt a little embarrassed, so he laughed out loud.

It seems that I am not made to be an emperor!

"Xiao Ming, what should I do next?" Xiao Chen asked with a smile.

"Xiao Ming?" Yi Ming was stunned for a moment. Although this address was very friendly, it was just a bit strange, and he couldn't say what was wrong with Yi Ming.

"Announce it to the world." Yiming bowed his body and replied respectfully.

"Humph!"

Xiao Chen coughed twice, and pretended to straighten his body.

"Then announce it to the world, for the young master... bah, for me, choose three thousand concubines, the ones who want big breasts, thin waists, thin buttocks."

"Ahem..." Shu Wangjing coughed twice, almost choking himself to death.

What the hell is this telling the world?

"Big head..." At this time, Nine-Tailed Fox led Shu Yueyue and rushed into the hall. As for the guards, there was no way to stop Nine-Tailed Fox.

Seeing that Xiao Chen was really fine, Shu Yueyue laughed with tears in her eyes.

"Cheng He is decent." Shu Wangjing gave Shu Yueyue a hard look.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, and he waved at Shu Yueyue.

The girl couldn't care what the occasion was, she rushed over happily and jumped into Xiao Chen's arms.

"Sit down, sit down, sit down..."

Xiao Chen pressed the restless Shu Yueyue on the dragon chair, but stood up himself.

Xiao Chen cleared his throat, and said with a smile: "Today I will give way to Shu Yueyue, and I will ask you to help me wholeheartedly in the future."

Is this fucking a joke?

A group of ministers looked at each other in blank dismay, and finally someone stood up to object.

"Your Majesty absolutely must not. Over the countless years of the dynasty, there has never been a precedent for a woman to hold power. Moreover, Ms. Shu is too young to be competent."