The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In Yunmeng City, Xiao Chen and Nine-Tailed Fox were strolling leisurely.

After three months of trekking, the two finally came to a big city closest to Yunmeng Swamp, Yunmeng City.

This is the only place leading to Yunmeng Swamp, and because it is very close to Venerable Wutian, it is also a rare piece of pure land.

There is no dispute here, no slaughter, after all, no one dares to make trouble under the nose of a venerable.

Xiao Chen decided to stay here for two days, and even Xiao Chen was a little tired after a three-month long journey.

In fact, the main reason is that I didn't sleep much. Once this habit is formed, it can't be changed.

"Fortune-telling, fortune-telling is free, no money required!"

While looking for something to eat on the street, a young man dressed as a Taoist priest came to the two of them.

Xiao Chen was a little curious, is there a Taoist profession in this void? I don't know if it has anything to do with the Taoist priest in his own starry sky.

"Looking at the extraordinary manners of the two, are you interested in making a fortune?" The young Taoist asked with a smile.

"Pick something nice and say it." Xiao Chen grabbed out a large lump of gold and threw it to the young Taoist priest.

The young Taoist priest took the gold, and his smiling face almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum. The strange thing was that the young Taoist priest just smiled, but didn't speak.

"It's fine if you step on the horse!" Xiao Chen and the young Taoist stared at each other with wide eyes.

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count." The young Taoist smiled and shook his head, pretending to be profound.

"I..." Xiao Chen was a little dazed, this bastard was playing a hooligan, and he was playing tricks on himself.

Isn't this the trick I used to cheat for food and drink?

First pretend to be advanced, and then fool around all the time, just to get more money.

"You think I'm going to ask you why it doesn't count?" Xiao Chen gritted his teeth angrily, went up and held down the young Taoist priest, snatched the lump of gold back, and gave the guy a kick by the way.

The young Taoist burst into tears of pain, clutched his crotch and wailed, "Strong man, strong man, have pity on me. I have been hungry for nine meals in three days. I really can't go on. Please do me a favor."

Xiao Chen almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. He was hungry for nine meals in three days, is it okay? Exotic spirit guy?

It is enough to fail if the magic stick is mixed like this.

...

"Boss, it's a private room with good wine and good food." In a luxury restaurant, Xiao Chen dragged the young Taoist priest into it like a dead dog.

"Great kindness to a strong man, if you find out about Xiaodao in the future, you will definitely repay it a hundredfold."

Looking at the big fish and meat on the table, the young Taoist priest's eyes lit up, and he turned up from the ground in an instant, his movements were so agile, he didn't look like a guy who had been hungry for nine meals.

"boom!"

Xiao Chen punched the young Taoist priest's eye socket, "Who said I ate it for you?"

The young Taoist was a little confused, covering his eyes: "Then...the strong man dragged me to this restaurant..."

"Look at me eating!" Xiao Chen cheerfully began to eat a big piece, taking a sip of food and wine, so happy, the Nine-Tailed Fox next to him rolled his eyes.

The young Taoist felt tight in his chest and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. There are really everyone in this world.

The more Xiao Chen ate, the happier he became, so he simply threw away his chopsticks and started directly, with a chicken in his left hand and a duck in his right, his mouth was full of oil.

The young Taoist watched with tears streaming down his face, and his saliva was almost flooding.

"Want to eat it?" Xiao Chen held the meat and waved it in front of the young Taoist priest for a while, the aroma almost hooked the young Taoist priest's soul away.

The young Taoist stared straight at the piece of meat and nodded fiercely.

Xiao Chen joked with a smile: "The acting is pretty good, it's just a pity."

The young Taoist looked blank, "Strong man, are you talking to me?"

"Bang!" Xiao Chen shot out suddenly, a transparent air cover was wrapped around his fist, and the surrounding space instantly distorted.

This is the expression of compressing the space. As soon as he made a move, Xiao Chen used the power of the Martial God. Using the power of the Martial God against an ordinary person seems a bit excessive.

However, a strange thing happened, Xiao Chen's fist actually pierced through the Taoist's head without causing any damage at all.

The young Taoist changed his previous cowardice, looked at Xiao Chen with a smile on his face, and asked with interest: "How did you find out?"

Xiao Chen put away his hands and rolled his eyes, "You mother has been wandering the streets for so long, you didn't count anyone, and just went to find the young master, are you a fool when you think the young master?"

Xiao Chen has a particularly good habit, that is, wherever he goes, he will go through the people and environment around him carefully.

This was left by Complete Xiao Chen, this good habit had saved lives more than once in the past.

Everyone and things on the whole street had been revisited in Xiao Chen's head before, so naturally the young Taoist priest couldn't escape.

This guy has been wandering around in the street, but he doesn't try to fool others. When he gets in front of him, he goes straight to fool himself.

This is simply waiting for yourself.

The young Taoist shrugged, with an indifferent face, pointing to the food and drink on the table and asked, "Can I have a meal now?"

"If you dare to touch it, I will tear you apart." Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, sat back in his seat, and continued to eat Hesse crazily.

The young Taoist smiled helplessly, "Why are you so stingy?"

"Don't mess around with me." Xiao Chen took a sip of wine, "Who are you, what do you want to do with the young master?"

"No, no." The young Taoist smiled and shook his head.

"Don't tell me I know who you are." Xiao Chen tugged at the corner of his mouth in disdain.

"Oh, is that so?" The young Taoist laughed and teased, "You should come and listen. If you are right, I might be merciful."

Xiao Chen didn't refute this disrespectful, even arrogant words.

After hiccupping, Xiao Chen leaned comfortably on the chair, and pointed to Nine-Tailed Fox.

"You are the master they say!"

The words were not surprising, and the Nine-Tailed Fox jumped up, looking at the young Taoist priest with a dazed expression.

"Hahaha..." The young Taoist laughed and clapped his hands.

"I'm a little curious, how did you think of this place." The young Taoist asked with a smile.

"I don't know!" Xiao Chen spread his hands innocently, "I just guessed."

In fact, it was not very accurate to say that it was a wild guess. From the moment the young Taoist priest appeared, Xiao Chen felt a little uneasy.

This has nothing to do with cultivation and strength, it's completely Xiao Chen's instinct.

Xiao Chen really couldn't think of who else could bring him uneasy feelings in a foreign land, except for the mysterious master?

The young Taoist nodded in approval of Xiao Chen's answer, because only this answer was invulnerable.

Because in this world, no one can see through his disguise.

"Are you really the Lord?" Xiao Chen looked curiously at the young Taoist priest again.

"Yes." The young Taoist nodded, and immediately changed the topic, "No."