The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

The shouts of Yaoqing, like the people shrouded in darkness, were full of despair.

But as this shout sounded, the surrounding void vibrated violently.

The originally invisible and intangible void suddenly became sticky, like a bottomless swamp.

Everyone is stuck in it, and can only feel the impact of that boundless despair in this endless darkness.

People held their breath, gritted their teeth, and looked at the place where the figure was in the dark.

People are expecting that the emperor can bring light.

The coming of darkness didn't shake the demon Xiao Chen to kill this Yao Qing's heart.

A stream of black smoke suddenly evaporated beside the demon.

Dreamlike black smoke got into Yao Suqing's body.

One by one, mysterious black runes were constantly being generated on him.

Yao Qing's skin became dry and cracked, like the earth under the scorching heat, cracking large gaps.

"Save... me, Lord."

Yao Suqing only felt that everything about himself was torn apart at a rapid speed, and he knew that he was about to finish playing.

But he could do nothing but shout like a dog.

"Tick...Answer."

A sound like a clock moving, sounded in the silent void.

"Tick, tick, tick..."

This sound is getting faster and faster, getting denser, and it seems to indicate the speed of time passing by.

...

"What's wrong with me?"

A frightened, and old voice rang around Daviolent Yan.

"Why does my voice become so old."

"My teeth, my teeth, why did they fall..."

"Patter..."

Someone raised a magic weapon like a scorching sun.

The magic weapon that can usually illuminate a star, in this thick darkness, is shrouded in less than one meter.

"who are you?"

The person who raised the magic weapon turned around and found that everyone around him had become extremely old.

"Ahem, I am Tianxingzi!"

The sound of a violent cough sounded, making people wonder whether he would cough up his lungs if he continued to cough like this.

"Niezhang, you want to lie to me, Tianxingzi is dignified, how can you look like a bad old man."

The person holding the magic weapon was furious.

But he immediately discovered to his horror that his skin was as dry and rough as tree bark.

He touched his face in horror, his smooth skin was actually full of wrinkles.

"Who am I...?" he cried out desperately.

Everyone at this moment finally understood that the dying old people around were all people who watched the battle together.

There seemed to be a thief who stole their time when everyone was not aware of it.

"Why does it become like this...?"

Despair, this is true despair.

What a practitioner fears most is the inexplicable passage of time.

...

Several people in that hood were also affected by this strange scene.

Zhang Dapao leaned back, his eyes clouded.

He stared at the darkness in a daze, biting his lips tightly, and his muddy eyes were bright and terrifying.

He firmly believes that the emperor will end all this.

And the only thing that was not affected was the **** of death.

She is not a living thing, and the passage of time does not seem to make much sense to her.

"Little son." Death yelled softly, and a blue flame rose in his hand.

This is the fire of her soul. This flame penetrated the darkness and illuminated the surroundings.

"what!"

The **** of death gave a bad exclamation and hurriedly covered his eyes.

Because in front of her, stood a bare-bottomed teenager.

Around the boy were broken clothes.

The most weird thing is that on the boy's neck, there is still a young girl who is allure.

The girl's crystal clear golden hair was shining in the blue firelight.

The transparent wings behind her kept inciting, seeming to signal her anxiety.

The girl was riding on the boy's neck, her hands folded over her chest.

But the magnificent breast can't be covered at all, it will show some no matter what.

She was also unarmed.

The girl's small nose was full of sweat, her face flushed like a big prawn in a pot, full of embarrassment and anxiety.

But the golden mark on her forehead made her as sacred as the daughter of the nine heavens, sacred and inviolable.

"Wh...what...what's wrong, woooo~" the girl sobbed anxiously.

The girl said anxiously, the slender, white and strong thighs sandwiching the boy's neck, unconsciously exerted force.

The young man rolled his eyes, there was no blessing to endure the infinite spring light.

"I...I...day...you...fairy...you...will you be clamped to death...I?"

The boy said this sentence intermittently, and almost didn't mention it at once, so he left.

"Little boy."

The **** of death looked at the group of old people outside the hood, and instantly understood what had happened.

Time went by ruthlessly for an unknown period of time.

The little son has grown into a handsome boy in the passage of time.

And the beautiful and unparalleled girl riding on his neck is probably the lively and lovely elf tassel Mingyue.

This little elf has grown up, and he is still such a beautiful girl.

The **** of death went up and hugged Tassel Mingyue.

"Little girl, let go of your legs, the little boy is almost out of breath by you."

"Ah..." Liu Su Mingyue opened her big watery eyes, her mouth grinned in fright, and then cried.

The **** of death hugged the frightened Tassel Mingyue.

"boom!"

Humanity Xiao Chen rolled his eyes and fainted with foam at the mouth.

"It's so big, the child won't be hungry anymore." This was what Xiao Chen said before fainting.

Liu Su Mingyue's blush was about to bleed. Of course she knew what the old hooligan was talking about.

The **** of death waved his hand gently, and the bare-bottomed Tassel Mingyue and the human Xiao Chen wore black robes.

The **** of death hugged Xiao Chen of human nature, a little strange.

Those monks outside couldn't resist the passage of time and became old people.

And the little son, but a mortal body, stopped when he was a teenager.

"Old hooligan, are you okay?"

Liu Su Mingyue leaned in timidly.

Looking at the handsome face of Xiao Chen's human nature, he remembered that he was naked and riding on this guy's neck just now, and his face turned red again.

The **** of death lightly pressed a few times on the human Xiao Chen, and the human Xiao Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

"Ahem, you want to murder your husband."

Humanity Xiao Chen jumped out of Death God's arms and grabbed Tassel Mingyue's little hand.

"Let...Let...Let me go." Liu Su Mingyue stammered in fright.

"Let me kiss, I will assume that what happened just now hasn't happened." Humanity Xiao Chen pouted and leaned forward.