The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Night came gradually, and the weather became increasingly cold.

The trading area in the North City is gradually becoming lively.

The former pedestrian street has now become a trading center for many creatures.

All kinds of weird creatures are constantly flowing on the street, and all kinds of cries are also one after another.

Lights of various colors are lit up here, and the brilliance that shines here makes people feel like a group of demons dancing.

This lively scene seems to be no different from the night market in the world.

But what they sell may not be acceptable to ordinary creatures.

For example, in one of the small shops, the sign of Zhengxin Chicken Chop is hung on the top.

But it wasn't chicken chops sold inside. It should be the boss who was too lazy to open the brand, so it just went down.

There are iron hooks suspended in the shop, with various legs hanging from humans and other creatures.

These legs are roasted golden, exuding bursts of attractive fragrance.

The boss is a chubby monster with a catfish head.

The catfish head carried a big golden kitchen knife and wiped the greasy apron on his body.

Looking at the figures coming and going, the catfish head opened its throat and shouted: "Walk by, don't miss it, fresh leg meat!"

"The legs of a fresh 18-year-old human girl are tender and juicy."

"Take one bite to refresh your mind, two bites never get tired, three bites live forever, and one good spirit stone can eat enough!"

The big voice of the catfish's head attracted many creatures to stop and watch.

"Fatty fish, are your legs fresh?" asked a guy with a centipede in his head but a human body.

Its covered hands kept shaking, dazzling.

"Boss, what are you talking about."

The catfish head said, patted one of the legs and said, "Hey, the little girl from the human race, who was just killed today, is just 18 years old today. She is a virgin body. She has been raised with elixir for half a month, which is an absolute nourishment."

"Oh! Give me one, then." The centipede head threw a diamond-shaped stone.

The catfish rolled its tongue and rolled the stone into its big mouth.

"Well, wait a minute." The catfish head quickly took off the leg and handed it to the centipede head.

The centipede held that leg with its head, and it was a big mouthful when it went up, and the fragrance was overflowing for a while, and the spiritual energy surged.

"Fatty fish, I'll order a flower family, preferably roses. It tastes delicious. Let me know if it is available."

The centipede greeted his head and disappeared under the colorful night with his legs in his arms.

"Go, I'll call you if you have stock!"

Fatty fish shouted at the back of the centipede's head.

After the opening, Catfish Head's business got better, and soon those roasted legs were sold out.

"Yo, fat brother has such a good business."

The chicken owner with a ramen shop sign next to him came out to breathe and said hello when he saw the head of the catfish.

What he sells is not ramen, but all kinds of lo-mei. Of course, the raw materials of these lo-mei may not be acceptable to ordinary creatures.

Because most of these raw materials come from them.

"Fat brother, wait for a while to go to heaven and earth to play, I heard that there are a lot of little girls from the flower tribe here today." The chicken boss said with a lewd smile on his face.

As soon as the catfish head heard it, his eyes lit up, and he nodded: "Okay, buy a few by the way and raise them."

The catfish head in the mouth is not delicious for you.

Raising in its mouth is the same as raising livestock. After raising it, you will have a knife.

At this time, a little girl carrying a wooden knife passed by here.

The little girl opened her eyes wide and looked at everything around her curiously.

There are street stalls everywhere, there are shouts, and the things they sell are strange.

Every creature is busy with his own business, and no one seems to have noticed this ordinary little girl.

But there will always be one or two idle guys who will pay attention to all the strange things on the street.

For example, after doing business, the catfish head is idle and okay.

"Hehe, really an ordinary human race."

The fat body of the catfish's head blocked the girl's way, and the big protruding eyes looked at her up and down.

It was like looking through people, making the little girl extremely uncomfortable.

"You...you get out of the way." The little girl stammered and shouted.

The collapsed nose of the catfish head moved, and there was a glow of excitement in his eyes.

This little thing in front of me looks thin and thin, but the spiritual accumulation in the body is extremely large. This is simply a treasure!

If you swallow this little thing, your cultivation might be soaring into the sky.

This is simply a good thing to fall into the sky!

The catfish head tried to make a amiable look, but the big head, no matter how squeezed it, was like a cannibalistic look.

"Little girl, where are your parents?"

There is a guy with a facade in the Battle City of Hundred Races, who is not powerful and brilliant.

Even though Catfish Head couldn't wait, he immediately swallowed the little girl, but his cautious character made him decide to test it.

The little girl hugged the wooden knife tightly, shook her head and said nervously: "I...I came with my brother."

"Oh?" The catfish head looked around, but found nothing unusual.

"What about your brother?" The catfish's head squinted its eyes, and flashes of light flashed, and it had decided to swallow this spiritual accumulation in one bite.

If her brother is really a master, she will change the place, the worst is to go back to the sewer.

After swallowing this spiritual accumulation and letting it go back to the sewer for a hundred years, it is also willing.

The little girl took a step back, seeming to feel the malice of the catfish head.

"Hey, Lao Tzu's chance is here too, if you swallow you, it will fly to the sky!"

The catfish head didn't bother to put it on anymore, with a mouth open, and a huge tongue curled towards the little girl frantically.

The stench came on her face, and the little girl hurriedly raised the wooden knife in her hand.

When the wooden knife was raised, the body of the catfish's head was suddenly frozen, and the little girl breathed a sigh of relief.

After trotting past the catfish head, he didn't forget to turn around and make a face.

Soon after the little girl left, the chicken boss walked out of the shop and saw the catfish head motionless.

The chicken boss asked, "Fat brother, are you any new tricks?"

As soon as he approached the head of the catfish, its body suddenly collapsed, turning into a pile of minced meat, splashing blood, and spraying the chicken boss's face.

The chicken boss took his time to wipe the blood off his face and looked around. Many people noticed the abnormality here.

The chicken boss sneered, kicked the ground meat and said loudly: "This is the fate of offending my Flying Chicken God, you all be honest with me."

The creatures at the street stall, tremblingly, rushed flattering to show their favor.

The chicken boss looked at the minced meat on the floor, shook his head, and said triumphantly: "Fat brother, I don't know who you offended. You actually died so miserably."

"But don't worry, I will take care of your shop and the things you raise."

The so-called wit, probably refers to the chicken boss.