The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

, "Meow~"

A cat cry broke the silence, and a fat orange cat appeared in front of Xiao Chen.

It was the cat that had opened up, but was still silly and silly, the cat that had accompanied the girl for countless years.

Fat orange's eyes were full of sadness. Perhaps it already knew that its master would never come back.

Xiao Chen lightly picked up the fat orange, put it on his shoulder, and tugged at its fat face and said, "Come home with me. If you are destined, maybe you can still meet your master."

Fat Orange didn't respond, but stared blankly into the distance, where there was a broken house.

Xiao Chen shook his head and took the saint's hand, his figure gradually disappeared.

...

"Roar, roar..."

Xiao Chen heard a frantic roar as soon as he walked out of Xiaodongtian.

Xiao Chen looked at the sound and almost didn't laugh.

A group of handsome men and women stood there neatly, Xing Tian stared at them closely like a prisoner in reform-through-labor.

And under Xing Tian's huge ass, a flaming lion was pressed.

The flame lion bit Xing Tian's big **** bit by bit, but Xing Tian, ​​who had a thick skin, didn't respond at all.

This lion was Zhu Rong's mount. Xiao Chen slapped his forehead. When he left, he forgot about this lion. He didn't expect it to chase here.

"Big man."

Xiao Chen waved his hand to Xing Tian.

Xing Tian waved a big hand like Rob's head, "Little guy."

Seeing Xiao Chen coming out, those handsome young people looked at Xiao Chen asking for help.

Xiao Chen nodded: "Big man, let them go!"

Xing Tian waved his hand, and the invisible qi fell off everyone.

Everyone who had been freed, after thanking Xiao Chen, oiled the soles of their feet, and disappeared instantly.

"Let the little guy go!" Xiao Chen pointed at the flame lion under Xingtian's ass.

"It's Vulcan's mount. Does the little guy know it?"

Xiao Chen nodded and recounted Zhu Rong's matter.

Xiao Chen's words caused Xing Tian to sigh for a while, "There were not many gods who were pleasing to the eye at the beginning, and Zhu Rong is one of them. I can't think of falling into this situation."

Xiao Chen couldn't catch up, either, the grievances and hatred of their time did not match Xiao Chen at all.

Xiao Chen lifted the flame lion the size of a palm and placed it on his right shoulder.

There is a fat cat on the left and a lion cub on the right. This look is also very strange.

"Big guy, do you want to play with me?" Xiao Chen asked, looking at Xing Tian who was about to leave.

Xing Tianweng said angrily: "Don't go, I will guard here."

How deep is this obsession! Xiao Chen couldn't help sighing.

When Xing Tian left, Xiao Chen shook his body and returned to the appearance of that handsome young man.

It's just the baby hanging all over, making Xiao Chen look like a nouveau riche.

"Brother Master."

Several young soldiers trotted to Xiao Chen's side.

"Just a few of you, what about the others?" Xiao Chen asked suspiciously as he looked at the few people sparsely.

"Team Xu took the people and left first. I heard that there was a big vicious incident in S city. People in a small town were slaughtered overnight. There were 36,000 people in the small town. No one survived."

A soldier clenched his fist, his eyes full of anger that was about to erupt.

Xiao Chen frowned, so much casualties? It should be done by practitioners.

Practitioners treat ordinary people as pigs and dogs and kill them at will. This is an inevitable problem in all spiritual circles.

A soldier took out a stack of photos, Xiao Chen took the photos and flipped through them at random.

The photo is full of ruined tiles and corpses, like a purgatory on earth.

Xiao Chen thought for a while. In Province S, it happens that Xiao Datou's trading market is there. You can go over and give these ruined things with you, and it doesn't hurt to stop by.

Xiao Chen took a few magic weapons from his body, and the soldiers gave one to each.

However, the interest of these soldiers is obviously not high. It seems that this large-scale casualty has had a great impact on them.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "This is unavoidable. If possible, I will make rules for them."

After hearing Xiao Chen's words, the eyes of several soldiers suddenly lit up.

Practitioners have always done what they want, do not obey, and set the rules for the practitioners, it is simply a fantasy, but if it is the person in front of you, maybe it is really possible.

Xiao Chen pointed to the saint beside her and said, "You can contact her organization and let someone pick her up."

"She is?" Looking at the saint who is obviously not a Chinese, a soldier asked suspiciously.

"I am the saint of the Temple of Light." The saint said her identity.

The eyes of the fighters were sharp, and it was the greatest insult to them that foreign organizations dared to enter China in such a fair manner.

In the eyes of these soldiers, they don't care whether you are good-looking or ugly. It is a matter of national dignity and interests. There is no compromise, only blood.

"Ohhhhh, don't embarrass this girl, just send her back."

The master brother all spoke, and the soldiers had to nod their heads in agreement, but their attitude towards the saint might not be so good.

"gone."

Xiao Chen bid farewell to the saint, but the saint pulled the corner of Xiao Chen's clothes tightly and did not speak, she just pulled it so, even if she didn't let go.

Xiao Chen patted the saint's head and said, "Go back and practice well, don't think about things all day long."

After speaking, the corner of the garment that was grasped by the saint turned into a little bit of starlight and dissipated in the air.

Xiao Chen stood up from the ground.

"Can I see your world?"

The saint knew that she could not keep this person anyway.

"It's difficult, but it's not without hope. Practice hard!"

After Xiao Chen left, the saint left Kunlun Mountain with a few soldiers.

The saint has a kind and innocent character, she is beautiful, and the person Xiao Chen wants to take care of, and soon everyone will not reject the saint so much.

During the conversation, learning that Xiao Chen was teaching at Minghai City College, the saint's lost eyes immediately lit up.

...

S Province, Luoshi Town, legend has it that there was a meteorite falling from the sky before, and this gave the name of the town.

The town that used to be beautiful and full of vigor has now become a veritable ghost town.

In the town, there are more than 36,000 registered personnel, and none of them have survived.

A large group of heavily armed soldiers are packing up the corpses scattered everywhere.

Xu Jianjun knelt in front of a collapsed house with a pale face and pulled the ruins, hoping to find a survivor, even if there was only one survivor.

Bai Zhi squatted quietly beside him, looking at the man distressedly.

Xu Jianjun's fingers were already in tatters, and blood kept flowing out. He had been digging for a long time, and he hadn't stopped, like a robot.

"Stop it!" Bai Zhi shook Xu Jianjun's shoulder gently.

Xu Jianjun turned his head fiercely, his eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, and the hideous look on his face made him look like a vengeful evil spirit.

Bai Zhi was taken aback, and she backed back subconsciously, but she tripped over a stone and fell to the ground.

"There must be more than 36,000 survivors, and there must be someone alive, even one." Xu Jianjun roared hoarsely.