The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

When Xiao Chen came out of the auction room, watching what was happening in front of him, his eyes narrowed gently.

The open space outside the auction hall was crowded with people. There were people from the three major families maintaining order, and there were also many ordinary practitioners who watched the excitement.

In the room, Ah Da faced a thin middle-aged man with blood all over.

And behind him, Ah Er, Ah San, and Ah Si, all fell in a pool of blood.

They were full of blood holes, and blood kept pouring out of the wounds.

The worst was Ah Si, with a terrifying blood hole in his throat.

There was a thick layer of blood under him, and Ah Si was lying weakly in a pool of blood, looking at the sky with gloomy eyes.

Among the few people, the only man on the stretcher was Mr. Wen, who was intact.

The thin man was holding a dagger, his figure erratic, like a ghost.

The thin man was like playing cat and mouse, wandering around Ada who was barely able to stand.

There are blood holes all over Ah Daquan, and his face is pale and terrible. I am afraid that I don't need a thin man to make up the knife. Ah Da can not hold on for long.

Even so, Ah Da still tightly guarded the stretcher of Old Man Wen, staring coldly at the erratic figure.

"Tsk tusk tusk, it is a miracle that an ordinary person can do this!"

The thin man licked the **** dagger on the phone, his face was full of mockery.

Ah Da did not speak, it is very difficult to keep standing now, there is no strength to speak.

Ah Da looked back at the brothers, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Ah Si’s body has begun to stiffen, Ah Er and Ah San’s situation is also terrible, and death is only a matter of time.

"Look, your brothers are gone, what's the point of you being alive alone?"

The thin man caught the trace of sadness in Ah Da's eyes, as if he had discovered a new world.

This man with more than a dozen swords in his body has not even frowned, which makes the thin man have to wonder if this man is a human being.

Now suddenly there was a trace of sadness, which made the thin man very excited.

Ah Da turned a deaf ear to what the thin man said, just staring at the man closely, and he kept admonishing himself in his heart, "Hold on again, hold on again."

Not only did the people watching the excitement show no sympathy for the scene before them, they all looked excited, like watching a blockbuster movie in a movie theater.

Everyone in the world sympathizes with the weak and tends to favor the weak. This is human nature.

But the spiritual world is just the opposite. No one sympathizes with the weak. They only worship and follow the strong. The weak even breathe wrong.

At this time, the scene in front of Ah Da's eyes began to blur, he knew it was a manifestation of excessive blood loss.

Ah Da sighed helplessly, his tight body slackened, and he could no longer maintain this highly concentrated spirit.

"My lord, why haven't you come back yet."

Ah Da subconsciously looked at the door of the auction house, and at this moment a figure of a young man walked to the door.

Ah Da's eyes were blurred and could not see who the figure was, but he saw the figure's neckline seemed to move a few times.

Ah Da laughed suddenly, showing teeth full of blood.

"You still want to laugh when you die?"

The thin man was very annoyed by Ah Da's smile. He had never encountered a person with such a strong will, even among practitioners.

This makes him hateful as practitioners. They claim to be superior, how could they be inferior to ordinary people.

"You like to laugh so much, go to death!"

The thin man pierced Ah Da's throat with a cold look in his eyes.

The guy who was called Ah Si, who greeted his whole family with his mouth full, was also pierced in his throat like this.

Seeing that the dagger was about to cut Ah Da's throat, but Ah Da's smile became brighter and brighter.

...

A figure suddenly fell heavily from the sky.

"boom!"

After a loud noise, the clearing sank a lot.

The smoke dissipated, and the figure of a young man appeared on the clearing.

The young man was handsome, with the little milk cat lying on his neckline, and the little milk cat viciously waved his paws at the crowd.

At the feet of the young man was the thin and thin man who was just now invincible, but now he is dead and can't be dying.

The young man stepped on the man's back, and the man was stepped into the hard concrete ground, except that the head was raised high.

Looking at the young man, Ah Da couldn't hold on anymore and collapsed to the ground all of a sudden.

Xiao Chen looked around indifferently, and everyone who came into contact with this gaze shuddered involuntarily.

What kind of look is this? There was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes, and he looked at them like a pig or a dog.

"Flap, pop."

Xiao Chen faced the man under his feet with his head raised high, his feet fiercely.

Like a big watermelon being beaten, the man's head became sloppy.

Xiao Chen turned around and looked at the few people in the pool of blood.

Ah Si had completely died, even Xiao Chen couldn't save it.

Xiao Chen took out three lotus petals and threw them in front of Ah Da and said, "You go first."

Ah Da nodded and ate one of the petals, and then fed the remaining petals to Ah Er and Ah San.

The three who recovered, took Ah Si's body and Old Man Wen, and left in a hurry.

From beginning to end, no one dared to say a word, and even no one from the three major families dared to stop it.

Just because the young man exuded a bloodthirsty aura like an ancient beast, everyone on the scene did not dare to move.

After Ah Da and several people left, Xiao Chen put away the coercion on his body, and looked at everyone present with some doubts in his heart.

He obviously stamped death marks on several people, and if there was any accident, he would know it for the first time.

But these people were all killed, why the imprint was not triggered.

Xiao Chen looked around, and finally found something unusual in an old man.

Xiao Chen squinted his eyes and saw no movement. A short sword flew out of the old man and rushed straight into Xiao Chen's hand.

Seeing the dagger flying away inexplicably, the old man looked gloomy.

"Kill him for me." After thinking about it, the old man gave an order to the person behind him.

The old man looked at the people around him again, and said loudly: "Who can take the head of this son? You can make a request to our three major families, whatever you want."

Everyone knows what the strengths of the three major families are. One of them is already incredible, let alone the three added together.

Being able to make a request at will, in fact, this is not much different from collecting seven dragon **** and making a wish.