The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Long Mengmeng couldn't help shaking as he watched the green mist gradually spreading across the audience.

Long Mengmeng looked dull and muttered: "I can't beat it, I can't beat it."

Xiao Chen was unexpectedly impatient, Xiao Chen knelt down and looked at Long Mengmeng.

Long Mengmeng's face was full of scars, and some of the scars were already purulent, and Xiao Chen was not too dirty, helping Long Mengmeng wipe away the tears on his face.

Xiao Chen smiled and said, "The gap is not as big as you think. Why don't you give it a try? If you can't beat it for a lifetime, do you have to hide for a lifetime?"

Long Mengmeng choked a few times, her expression still filled with deep fear. Seeing this, the evil dragon really became a devil in her heart.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, but still didn't get angry. For Long Mengmeng, this matter depends on both good and bad.

If Long Mengmeng dares to face the evil dragon today, as long as Long Mengmeng does not die today, then the road to the future will be a broad road.

If he still just hides and doesn't dare to make a move, then this dragon Mengmeng will have no future.

Xiao Chen's temper was patient, with some Buddhism in his speech, which made Long Mengmeng's fearful heart gradually calm down.

...

I don't know when, a teenager just appeared in the field.

It seems to appear out of thin air, and it seems to be there all the time, giving people a very strange feeling.

This young man has a beautiful eyebrow and a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, but this smile also gives people a strange feeling.

Fake, this smile is like a deliberate outline, coupled with the boy's cold eyes, it is really uncomfortable.

With the appearance of the young man, the strange green evil spirit in the field enveloped this place with a radius of one hundred meters.

People in this evil spirit began to feel that their body was itchy. Someone scratched their hair, but directly scratched a lot.

Some people licked their teeth, only to find that the teeth fell out with just such a light touch.

The vitality of all people seems to be fading fast.

"Help, help."

This weird scene made people start running and shouting, but as they ran, some people fell down suddenly and never got up again.

The young man closed his eyes and felt the fresh vitality, and his face showed an extremely happy expression.

Pieces of green dragon scales appeared on the young man's face, his eyes turned into a muddy khaki, and his pupils became strangely thin vertical pupils.

The butcher was covered in sweat, and the old man stood behind him, trying to protect the two from this evil spirit, and he could no longer support it.

The old man looked at everyone around him, getting old inexplicably, and dying inexplicably.

The old man's face began to become savage, facing the young and old man, not only did he not have a trace of fear, but even bursts of iron and blood surged in his body.

Although the old man is old, his spirit as a veteran is still there.

The old man stepped forward and stood in front of the butcher who was about to collapse.

"Goblin of the dog day, come, you come at Lao Tzu."

The old man waved the crutches in his hand and smashed it at the young man's head.

"Liu Erye, I don't want it." The butcher stretched out his hand to hold the old man, but the evil spirit gave him too much suppression and made him difficult.

The old man's body began to stagger, and his eyes gradually blurred. Without the protection of the butcher, the evil spirit began to quickly absorb the little life left by the old man.

The old man was holding a cane, one step, two steps, and he staggered, but he didn't flinch.

The old man was holding the crutches and comforting the butcher: "Don't be afraid of Fatty Hu, we are soldiers, we haven't seen any ghosts."

The young man looked at the old man with great interest, he looked very alike, watching the ants moving when he was bored.

The butcher looked at Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen was still talking to Long Mengmeng.

"My lord." The butcher exhausted his last strength and shouted Xiao Chen.

At this time, the young man's hand just grabbed the old man's crutches, which turned into a little powder in the young man's hands.

The old man's eyelids throbbed violently, and he cursed with the last of his strength: "Gu Ri's bastard."

The corner of the boy's mouth evoked that kind of fake smile, and his white right hand quickly inserted into the old man's chest.

Hearing the butcher's call, Xiao Chen turned his head fiercely, stretched out his right hand, and pointed straight at the young man.

An incomparable and majestic killing intent directed at the young man, Xiao Chen's cold words sounded: "Little beast, from now on, if you move your hand, I will interrupt your arm. You move your head and I will knock. Burst your dog's head. You say a word and I will tear your dog's mouth."

Since the evil dragon bloodline awakened, the young man felt that the world was so big that no one could fight him.

His own home is also the Long Family, and those two so-called Breaching Heaven Realms are simply vulnerable.

The teenager felt that as long as he wanted to, he could even kill Tsing Yihou, the number one master of China, at any time.

This kind of power gave the teenager extremely self-confidence.

But the confidence nowadays was shattered by a few words from the boy who was younger than him.

The young man's whole body was like ice falling for thousands of years. He inserted his hand into the old man's chest and stopped in an instant.

The young man was not unable to move, but he dared not move. He knew that if he moved, he would fall into a dead end.

The old man gritted his teeth and strenuously raised his slap.

"Snapped."

A not very loud slap rang from the sky and the earth, but it sounded so comfortable at the moment.

"Kill you little bastard."

The old man gave a grinning grin and fell down suddenly.

...

Xiao Chen picked up Long Mengmeng and came to the boy.

Long Mengmeng, whose emotions tended to stabilize, looked at the boy in front of him, collapsed again, and kept drilling towards Xiao Chen's arms.

Xiao Chen put Long Mengmeng on the ground, but Long Mengmeng was like an octopus, clinging to Xiao Chen's body and refused to let go.

Xiao Chen smiled gently, forcibly raised Long Mengmeng's right hand, and patted the boy's face.

"Hit him, he dare not fight back."

The slap forcibly raised by Xiao Chen gradually moved closer to the boy's face. The boy's vertical pupils suddenly contracted, and the muscles on his face kept shaking.

"Snapped."

Long Mengmeng's hand finally slammed the boy's face, and the frightened Long Mengmeng was stunned. This demon-like boy really didn't fight back.

"Hit him, grab it if he can't move, or bite it if he doesn't move. If he dares to move, I will strip him to make you a piece of clothing."

Xiao Chen's words immediately stimulated the young girl, who seemed to be crazy, jumped off Xiao Chen, and smashed her fist on the young man's head frantically.

...

Xiao Chen looked at the green evil spirit that enveloped the sky and the earth, and gently waved his hand, the evil spirit dissipated in an instant.

The liberated butcher rushed to the old man frantically.

"Liu Erye, Liu Erye, what's going on." The butcher held the old man tightly, and the dermis continuously poured into the old man's body.

The old man slowly opened his eyes and smiled, and said laboriously, "I am in my 80s this year, so I can die. You cry a hammer."

After speaking, looking at Xiao Chen next to him, he extended his thumb, and then the old man slowly closed his eyes and passed away suddenly.

Xiao Chen smiled and raised his thumb, learning the butcher's accent, and said loudly: "Master, awesome."