The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The honest young man stood in his seat, his face full of ecstasy that could not be concealed.

Tsing Yi Hou looked at the honest boy, and could roughly guess what question he asked.

At this time, the honest young man suddenly trembled, and looked at the prison dragon with an incredulous expression on his face.

Because he flipped through his mind, the Shaking Mountain Fist sheet revised by the prison dragon.

The fist score revised by the prison dragon is exceptionally detailed, and not only fills in the deficiencies of the fist score.

And it also explained in extremely detailed that the cultivation methods of each realm from the Potian realm to the Longmen realm, and even the matters that should be paid attention to are marked.

The honest boy burst into tears suddenly.

His family was not good, his mother died young, and his father was obsessed with martial arts.

This Shaanshan boxing book was obtained by accident by his father, who knew how to practice boxing all day long.

As an ordinary family, his father's behavior has been rolled his eyes all the year round, saying that his father is insane.

Even with him, he has never been ridiculed by others since he was a child. It is said that the childhood of a simple and honest boy was basically without any temperature, even a little gloomy.

The prison dragon not only cured his injury, but also modified his boxing record. The honest young man who rarely accepts other people's care, his somewhat gloomy heart suddenly brightened.

The honest young man stepped onto the aisle, wiped his tears, and knelt down to the prison dragon.

He didn't know how to repay such a great kindness. Perhaps he could only express his gratitude in this most primitive way.

When all the students saw the appearance of the honest and honest boy, they were all puzzled by the second monk.

But some good friends can roughly guess what happened, because the shoulder injury of the honest boy is not a secret.

Seeing the simple and honest boy about to bow down to himself, the prison dragon suddenly became angry.

The prison dragon fiercely pointed a simple and honest young man angrily: "Who allowed you to kneel?"

A red condensed the entity's murderous aura, rushing straight into the chest of the simple and honest boy.

Tsing Yihou felt cold, and there was no time to rescue him.

"boom!"

The blood-red murderous aura slammed straight into the chest of the simple and honest boy, rushing him directly to the wall at the back of the classroom.

The hard wall was knocked out by the honest boy, like a spider web crack.

"vomit!"

The honest boy vomited a big mouthful of blood, his face like golden paper.

He looked at the prison dragon in fear, not knowing what he had done wrong.

The prison dragon took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed his anger.

The prison dragon glanced slowly at the students under the podium with cold eyes.

The students who were swept by the prison dragon's eyes all had goose bumps all over, but in this October season, it was as if they had entered a cold winter.

"You are the students of the emperor. This will be the supreme glory of your life."

The prison dragon said that with his hand in the air, he slapped his backhand, and the simple and honest boy flew up like being slapped by an invisible slap.

The blood spurted wildly in the air, and some students splashed all over them.

But no one dared to say one more word.

"boom!"

The honest young man smashed Zhou Mazi's table heavily, blood spraying Zhou Mazi's face.

Zhou Mazi, as a simple and honest boy, one of the few best friends, looked at the boy's miserable appearance, and his eyes were full of anger.

The simple and honest boy grabbed the impulsive Zhou Mazi and shook his head gently. There was no resentment in his eyes, or even full of gratitude.

The appearance of the honest young man made Zhou Mazi a little confused, and this guy did not have a tendency to be abused. How could he be beaten like this and still look happy.

The prison dragon looked at the appearance of the simple and honest boy, snorted coldly, retracted his hand, and stood with his hand behind it.

An arrogance rushed into the sky.

"Students of the Great Emperor, what an honor this is. You have the capital to be proud. You don't need to kneel to anyone, including me."

The cold voice of the prison dragon pierced everyone's heart.

"My heart is small, if I find out in the future, you have done things that hurt the face of the emperor, not only you will die."

With this cold tone, the stinging people are like falling into an ice cave.

The simple and honest boy climbed up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and bowed respectfully to the prison dragon.

"Student, remember."

The prison dragon nodded, and said to Tsing Yi, "Take him down for treatment."

Tsing Yi Hou wiped the sweat from his forehead, and didn't care about the commanding tone of the prison dragon at all, and ran out with the simple and honest boy on his back.

The injury was really serious, and several bones were broken.

The honest young man lying on Tsing Yihou's back wiped his tears and couldn't help grinning.

Tsing Yihou asked: "The shoulder problem is solved."

The young man nodded heavily and said: "Not only is it solved, the teacher has also upgraded my practice."

Tsing Yihou was a little puzzled, "Upgrading the skill, what kind of operation is this, playing games?"

The honest young man thought about it for a moment, and then said about the shaking mountain boxing thing again.

I heard that Tsing Yi Hou was struck by lightning, and even forgot to walk around.

"This... this is true."

"Really, and I think the teacher is cold-hearted, as long as she doesn't make the teacher angry, she will definitely teach us with her heart."

Tsing Yi Hou let out a sigh of relief, this time I really met Bao.

"Master Tsing Yi Hou, my whole body hurts." The honest boy couldn't help but reminded.

When Tsing Yi woke up like a dream, he strode away with a simple and honest boy on his back.

In the classroom, the prison dragon stands with his hand in his hand.

"The Great Emperor has a named disciple, she is the proudest child in the world."

"She used to fight forever, she was once enemies of the world, you can't do her step, but at the very least, don't shame the emperor."

As he said, the prison dragon stretched out his hand and wiped it lightly in front of him, and a picture appeared in front of everyone.

A woman in a tattered silver-white armor stood on the top of the mountain.

The woman is not very beautiful, and there is even a scar on her face.

This scar was drawn directly from the eyes to the cheeks, making the woman look a bit hideous.

The woman carried a black knife that was longer than hers on her shoulders, her black hair danced wildly in the wind, and a rush of breath came toward her face.

And the woman's surroundings are full of people standing in the void, and everyone is murderous.

The woman carrying the black knife looked disdainful, her lips moved a few times, as if she had said something.

Although there was no sound, the proud look on his face seemed to say something extraordinary.

After the woman finished speaking, a world-shaking battle broke out.

The black Qianzhang Daoqi collided with various colorful rays of light, and the world was cracked.

All the students were shocked watching this real **** fighting.

Everyone looked at that picture intently. They never thought about how a person can be so strong.

The sword energy that tears through the void, the seal that is stronger than the mountain, and the chain of words with unknown meaning...

All this makes them fascinated.

The prison dragon waved his hand, and the picture in front of him disappeared.

"She's named Mingyue, and she is the emperor's registered disciple and the only one."

"Do you know what Mingyue said during this one-person confrontation against the Yaoyue Dynasty?"

The prison dragon didn't mean to let the students answer.

The prison dragon continued: "Lao Tzu is a registered student of Emperor Tuntian."