The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

In the middle of the night, Xiao Chen quietly lay on a chair, looking at the full moon above the sky.

The moonlight is like water, the wind is light and the clouds are light.

Fourteen years are neither long nor short.

For practitioners, it is far from reaching the point where things are right and wrong.

Goudan was already tired from crying, and fell asleep next to Xiao Chen. Even if he fell asleep, he tightly grasped the corner of Xiao Chen's clothes.

After the parents had a meal, they took a long time at home cooking, and now they have taken a break.

Xiao Manyu is not at home, she is now a warrior in the spiderweb, and she will go home to see only when she is free.

Small animals surrounded by a circle quietly nestled at Xiao Chen's feet.

This rare quiet time made Xiao Chen's mood a lot relaxed.

Xiao Chen lay quietly all night, thinking of nothing or saying nothing.

At dawn, a big demon came to pick up the dog eggs.

Gougan is now the king of the Yaozu, and there are many things to deal with every day.

She has become a completely different person from the last time she met.

Now the dog eggs are very mature, except for the small problems of gluttony and drooling in sleep, they have become perfect.

Of course, going home every day and eating grandma's meal is something that can't be shaken.

After Gou Dan left, Xiao Zhengyang moved the small bench and sat beside Xiao Chen.

Although he didn't have great talent for cultivation, he was actually not low in realm with the blessing of Xiao Chen's perfect technique.

The years did not leave a mark on him.

Xiao Zhengyang looked at his son, not knowing where to start.

Xiao Zhengyang was silent for a long time, and finally said something he didn't want to say the most.

"Are you leaving?"

Xiao Chen nodded, thought for a long time, and said softly, "Maybe I won't be back again."

Hearing these words, Xiao Zhengyang lowered his head hard, trying not to let Xiao Chen see his red eyes.

Xiao Zhengyang knew that what Xiao Chen said would never come back, maybe he would never come back.

Xiao Chen's mother stood at the door, biting her lip tightly, trying not to let herself cry.

Xiao Chen got up from the chair and walked towards his mother.

Xiao Chen hugged his mother.

...

"gone!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand and walked out of the yard slowly, just like when he came back.

Seeing Xiao Chen's disappearing back, Xiao Chen's mother couldn't help it anymore and wept loudly.

"Zheng... Yang, I feel like I will never see... Xiao Chen again.'"

Xiao Zhengyang hugged his wife, gently patted his wife on the back, and gently hummed a children's song in his mouth.

This was what Xiao Chen often hummed to Xiao Chen when he was young.

Xiao Chen entered the furnace of Flame Mountain, Xiao Chen needed to retreat.

Xiao Chen's retreat was not to improve his strength, and his strength had no meaning to Xiao Chen.

As long as the physical body recovers, Xiao Chen can recover to the peak in a very short time.

Xiao Chen retreats, repairing the heart, a strong heart is as important as strength.

...

Twenty-five years of Shinto, the ninth year of Emperor Tuntian's return to the earth.

Xiao Chen suddenly woke up from the furnace of heaven and earth that day.

Xiao Chen looked at the top, as if he felt something in his heart.

A spaceship appeared on the distant sky.

...

In the distant galaxy, a huge void, like a collapsed old house, suddenly sank.

A terrifying claw stretched out from the hollow void.

The shining stars, under this terrifying paw, are as small as apples waiting for the fruit grower to pick.

The breath of viciousness and greed instantly spread from his paws.

A spacecraft set off from here, recklessly made several space leaps, and reached the sky above the earth at the fastest speed.

As soon as the spacecraft reached the sky above the earth, it disintegrated due to excessive consumption.

At the last moment, the news didn't seem to reach Xiao Chen.

But this is not important anymore.

Xiao Chen looked at the disintegrated spaceship and said softly, "Are you here?"

...

On this day, there was a black streamer across the void and straight down to the Flaming Mountain where the earth was.

The huge and terrifying sword aura alarmed the practitioners on the earth.

Many people thought that a heavy treasure was born, and countless figures rushed towards the Flame Mountain, hoping to get this great opportunity.

...

A black long knife fell on the periphery of Huoyan Mountain, and the black long knife raised a monstrous light.

A beautiful woman with black armor and a long ponytail walked out of the sword.

The woman is holding a cute little girl with two small horns on top of her head.

Seeing Xiao Chen, the little girl bounced happily, and while bounced, she shouted, "Father, father, father."

Xiao Chen remembered this little guy, and the prison dragon was willing to take her, indicating that she should be Ying Long.

Xiao Chen nodded and looked at the woman, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I'm back!"

Just like an old friend, even if I haven't seen him for many years, a greeting is enough.

The woman went to the void, looking for the Hell Dragon of Black Lotus.

Looking at Xiao Chen, a smile slowly appeared on the cold face of the prison dragon.

"I'm back." The same is a simple answer.

"Let's start!" Xiao Chen said softly.

The prison dragon nodded, and a black lotus appeared in his hand.

The lotus slowly rotated, and the surrounding air also twisted with the rotating lotus.

Xiao Chen lightly waved his hand in front of him, and three small black **** appeared in front of him.

Then the ball slowly shattered, and three lotus flowers of different colors floated out of the ball.

Four lotus flowers floated quietly in the air, bursts of sunlight rushing into the sky.

In the world, there is a magical fragrance.

A group of people quickly approached from a distance, and the fragrance penetrated their bodies.

They suddenly felt that they were all comfortable, and every pore on their body seemed to have light flowing out.

"Sure enough, a heavy treasure was born." Someone said excitedly, speeding up a bit.

Xiao Chen walked towards the center of the heaven and earth furnace, and four lotus flowers surrounded Xiao Chen and kept spinning around him.

...

At this moment, the few figures rushed over and looked at the vision around Xiao Chen, all showing a greedy look.

They glanced at each other and nodded lightly. There is no need to explain things like murder and treasure.

However, the mantis hunts the cicada and the oriole is behind. After them, there are more eyes staring here.

Xiao Chen didn't look at these people, because Xiao Chen knew that the prison dragon would take care of these eye-catching things.

The prison dragon looked at the people above the sky blankly, and moved his fingers lightly.

Black dragons composed of sword qi suddenly rushed out from the ground, and instantly swallowed the people in the sky.

The black dragon tightly surrounded the Flame Mountain, and the cold voice of the prison dragon sounded in the air.

"Anyone who enters without permission will be killed without pardon."

The sound of dragons roared through the world, and the little girl beside the prison dragon, with her mouth open, cheering up, spit out a little flame.