The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Worlds, full of wonders.

This floating tribe who lived and died was just a corner of the world.

Whether it's the floating race, or other people or other things, it's just a line of sight in Xiao Chen's long life.

Xiao Chen might be sympathetic, might be sad, and even if possible, Xiao Chen would read a scripture for them, but Xiao Chen would never stop.

The wind was blowing, and Xiao Chen's clothes were blowing in the wind, hunting.

The old tree spirit appeared beside Xiao Chen.

The old man's white beard and hair danced in the wind, making his fat face look a little funny.

The old man looked a little nervous and pointed to the right side and said, "Daxian, you can't go there. There is an invincible fighting spirit entrenched over there, resentment is so high, and the creatures are extinct."

Xiao Chen laughed, patted the old man on the shoulder and smiled: "You old man is very bad."

"Clearly know that I don't belong here, I must have a plan to come here, and now I have revealed a little bit of wind to me, didn't you deliberately lead me there?"

"Wait over there, I will fight that **** war spirit, hello from the other side to watch the fire."

The old man's face was reddened, and he scratched his head embarrassedly.

Cautious thinking is seen through, he is like a schoolboy making mistakes facing his teacher, a little uneasy.

Facing the young Xiao Chen, the old man's embarrassed look, there was no trace of disobedience, it seemed that it should be so.

The old man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after all he did not speak.

Xiao Chen shook his head: "Don't worry, since you are playing this kind of cautiously cheeky, I'll go over and take a look."

The old man was a little surprised, why this great immortal's thinking was so jumpy.

Obviously knowing my little abacus, I have to do it myself.

Xiao Chen's figure swiftly flew in the direction pointed by the old man.

Knowing the old man's calculations, Xiao Chen didn't care about it. The reason was simple.

When the old man spoke just now, his hands tremble very much. A person who can calculate other people's hands trembles shouldn't be so bad.

Xiao Chen's figure was fast, and afterimages appeared on the tops of many trees.

If someone looks down in the sky, they will find countless Xiao Chen appearing above the forest sea, fixed on the top of the tree in various poses, which is magnificent.

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When Xu Huaiyi's eyes brightened up, he could feel the waves of scorching air rushing towards him.

Xu Huaiyi quickly took out the small pistol he used to defend himself, and looked around nervously.

Surrounded by a deserted Gobi, you can't see the side at a glance. Some large and small rocks are scattered on the Gobi Desert, without a trace of life.

And the scorching air wave surged from a distance, and the air was twisted by the impact of the heat wave.

Fortunately, the distance was far enough, and the heat wave reached Xu Huaiyi, and it was already within a tolerable range.

Xu Huaiyi opened the kettle and took a sip, and began to find his companion.

Don't think that Xu Huaiyi is a nerd who is engaged in scientific research. The young old man is a man who has abandoned his pen and joined the army. He has really gone to the battlefield and killed people.

When the war was won, the old man picked up his pen again and started research with peace of mind.

Otherwise, how could he, a researcher at the national treasure level, give birth to a son who dances with swords and guns all day long.

The old man looked around and did not find his companion.

The old man knows that the most important thing now is to find his own companion.

The old man took out the compass and some scientific research instruments, but found that they all failed.

This made the old man's heart a little uneasy, and the old man walked for a while, feeling a little powerless.

This scorching air wave caused the old man's already poor physical strength to pass by quickly.

The old man leaned on a boulder, gasping for breath.

A scribbled picture on the stone aroused the old man's interest.

The picture was extremely simple, like a graffiti made by a child, but the old man still saw the clue from the simple picture.

The picture should show a large group of people walking out of the forest.

The head is a monster with eight legs, three heads and six arms.

The monster's mouth was open, and it seemed to be spraying something. On top of the monster's head, there were clusters of dense and scribbled lines.

The old man took out the camera and began to take pictures, while thinking about the meaning of a pattern written in his heart.

But there was too little information. The old man put away his camera and ran to another boulder.

Sure enough, as the old man had expected, there was also a pattern on the boulder.

After watching for a long time, the veteran could see that this should be a picture of a soldier who was ordered to go to war.

The old man looked at the huge boulders piece by piece, and these patterns were not coherent. It seemed that the master of the drawing was just on a whim, thinking of where to paint.

However, through clues, the old man has all kinds of reasonable inferences. These pictures should express the scene of the Yellow Emperor fighting Chiyou.

And the first picture, the monster with a face like a cow's head, eight legs, three heads and six arms, is the legendary soldier Chi You.

The old man was very excited about his discovery.

And one of them should be the legendary picture of the **** of fire Zhu Rong fighting the **** of water, which is extremely detailed.

Taking the picture, but the old man's face suddenly changed again. There are pictures here, so what does it mean? It means there is no activity here.

The old man suddenly became nervous. He was not the kind of nerd who stayed in the laboratory all day long, and had illusions about everything.

Such abrupt appearance here might cause some trouble.

The old man put away the camera, took out the binoculars, and found that at the end of the field of vision, there was a lush forest.

The old man decided to leave here first, and wait until he finds a companion, and it is not too late to come back to study.

Suddenly an illusory shadow appeared in the corner of the old man's eyes, and the old man turned his head abruptly, but there was nothing in his eyes.

The old man's heart shuddered, and he quickened his pace and ran towards the forest.

A feeling of being peeped crawled into the old man's heart, but every time he turned his head, there was nothing.

"Is there something unclean?" The old man guessed in his heart.

Fortunately, since Tiandi's aura recovered, various strange things have been seen a lot, and the old man has not panicked.

But as time went by, the feeling of being peeped became more and more serious, and the old man could even feel that the invisible thing was floating around him.

Big sweat drops from his forehead, this kind of invisible fear is the most disheartening.

Suddenly the old man felt a cold in his neck, and the old man subconsciously touched his neck.

"boom!"

The old man slumped to the ground in an instant, because his hands were full of blood.

The old man pressed his neck tightly, the pain in his heart, only then rushed into his mind.

The old man felt the wound on his neck with his hands, but fortunately he didn't hurt the aorta.