The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen held the lively beating heart and threw it directly into the words in the air, and the heart gradually merged into those words.

"The loss of your heart will affect you a bit, but I don't have to worry too much about it. I will seal your heart in these words for a hundred years. After a hundred years, the heart will automatically return to its place."

Xiao Chen said, waving his hand in the air. This time the words didn't dissipate, but instead fell into Xiao Chen's hand as if a piece of paper was torn off.

Xiao Chen rolled the "paper", and then stuck it into his mouth in Long Mengmeng's horrified eyes.

Then Xiao Chen took Long Mengmeng to take care of it and bought some new clothes.

"You go back to deal with your family's funeral first, and come to my house to find me when you have time, no hurry."

Long Mengmeng nodded gratefully, and after saying goodbye to Xiao Chen, he left in despair.

Seeing Long Mengmeng, who was walking hard, Xiao Chen shook his head.

...

When Xiao Chen returned home, it was already afternoon, yes, and he didn't eat at home.

Thinking of his mother's broken thoughts, Xiao Chen was two big heads, and simply used the phantom to hide the chairs in the yard, so that the family would not be able to find him.

Xiao Chen lay on the chair comfortably, and watched the blood moon in the sky until the moonlight and starry night.

Xiao Chen shook his head, this **** world is really going to change, this full moon has been hanging for so long, and it is still so round.

At this moment, the black knife next to him began to ripple, and Xiao Chen knew that Leng Xiaolu was about to return from the illusion.

It was the prison dragon that appeared first, and Xiao Chen looked at the prison dragon strangely, why did he feel a sense of languor?

The prison dragon looked at Xiao Chen who was lying comfortably, rolled his eyes and said, "Don't let me see him in the future, or I will kill him."

He disappeared after speaking, and he should be Leng Xiaolu in the prison dragon's mouth.

It's just what this guy did to make the prison dragon so angry.

At this time Leng Xiaolu's body gradually appeared.

After going to the illusion, the boy is still that boy, as beautiful as ever.

It's just that the temperament of Leng Xiaolu's body has changed drastically.

The previous soft and waxy feeling was completely gone, replaced by an unspeakable majestic aura, a feeling of being overwhelmed by the world.

Between Leng Xiaolu and panic, his eyes were full of majesty.

It was just that this only lasted for a while. As soon as he saw Xiao Chen lying on the chair, the emperor's majesty disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Seeing Xiao Chen looking at him, Leng Xiaolu blushed a little, lowered his head and played with his fingers, acting like a little woman.

Xiao Chen slapped his forehead, "This...this...Is this **** good teacher?"

"Xiaolu, come here." Xiao Chen waved at Leng Xiaolu.

Leng Xiaolu walked to Xiao Chen's side with some twists, lowered his head and somewhat dared not look at Xiao Chen's eyes.

Xiao Chen thought about the way the prison dragon was about to eat people, and Xiao Chen trembled happily.

Xiao Chen asked curiously, "Hey, what have you done Xiaolu to make my little dragon so angry?"

Leng Xiaolu fiddled with his fingers, a little hesitated, "No...no...doing anything."

"You don't come here, I know Xiao Long'er's temper, she has a very weak temperament, and you can make her angry like this."

The more Leng Xiaolu hesitated, the more curious Xiao Chen was.

"Hurry up, or I will throw you home!" Seeing Leng Xiaolu's delay in speaking, Xiao Chen casually frightened.

Who knew that when Leng Xiaolu heard this, he immediately panicked and said quickly: "It was my sister who created an illusion for me. It is a country, and I am the emperor."

"What then?" Xiao Chen asked.

"Then, when others usurped the throne, he gave way without saying a word, and he was still locked up in a small building, and he had a good time every day."

The figure of the prison dragon reappeared, and he gave Leng Xiaolu a stern look.

Leng Xiaolu shrank his neck in fright.

Leng Xiaolu's temperament was so soft and waxy, and he had just taken the throne of the emperor, it must be like this, nothing strange.

Seeing Xiao Chen's disapproval eyes, the prison dragon's eyelids trembled, and he said fiercely: "The second country, when others come to seize power, this time there is no silent abdication. Instead, he cried out and begged others not to be like this. "

Xiao Chen patted his forehead, Nima, it would be better to just give way without saying a word.

"The third is that someone else is fighting, and he is raising a cat; the fourth is that he has been collecting some beautiful gadgets all day long and ruining government affairs; the fifth is that he was conquered by the driver, and he was shot over before the fight... Sixth, seventh...fifteenth."

The prison dragon directly said Chase in one breath, counting all the guilt of Leng Xiaolu.

Xiao Chen almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood when he heard it. Nima had brought down more than a dozen countries before he learned how to be emperor.

If this is sent directly to **** to become the King of the Mountain, it might be like a miasma.

How about Leng Xiaolu's profound blessings? When encountering Xiao Chen, everything was solved easily.

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head, looking at the blushing Leng Xiaolu who was afraid to speak, "It's okay, just learn it."

The prison dragon sighed helplessly. When he met the emperor, the emperor was still willing to protect him. It was a blessing that this kid had cultivated in his eight lifetimes.

At this time, the prison dragon looked at the distance, an invisible soaring ghost aura rose there, and the ghost aura quickly moved towards the villa.

Leng Xiaolu also felt the ghostly aura soaring to the sky, and stuttered a little: "Brother Xiao Chen, there are... ghosts."

Xiao Chen had discovered this huge ghost a long time ago, and he had also noticed that the ghost aura was rushing towards his home.

Such a huge ghost energy definitely cannot be formed by dozens or hundreds of ghosts. There may be an army of evil ghosts marching here.

The prison dragon also appeared because of the soaring ghost aura.

"The Great, do you want me to solve them?"

The prison dragon gritted his teeth and spoke fiercely.

Seeing that, it seemed to be dissatisfied with Leng Xiaolu's stomach and vent to this group of ghosts.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "It's not clear what you are here for. If you are here to pick up the small road, you will kill them all, it is definitely not suitable."

"Oh."

The prison dragon reluctantly agreed, and his figure gradually faded.

At the moment when the figure of the prison dragon was about to disappear, the prison dragon suddenly grabbed Leng Xiaolu's ear and said coldly: "Don't live up to the emperor's good intentions, or I will kill you."

Leng Xiaolu was so frightened that he nodded wildly like a chicken pecking at rice. Now there is still the spirit of being a king over the world.

Xiao Chen wanted to laugh when he saw it, and said to Leng Xiaolu, "Raise your head, straighten your chest, **** your hips, and use your aura to face this ghost army."