The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"It's so bad, how can I make it up? Or leave it to this stuff tomorrow night as a midnight snack." Xiao Chen muttered while looking at the half of the heart in his hand.

In fact, Xiao Chen's strength has not yet reached the point where he can live and die. This adventure came across a long river of time, mainly because the existence of grievance barriers is not easy to detect, and he wants to see the things in the long river of time to save people. It's secondary.

Xiao Chen glanced diagonally at the corpse king who was looking forward to him, feeling a little annoyed in his heart.

"Is Lao Tzu panicking? Or is it panic? If we can't do this today, this emperor's omnipotent name is considered to be smashed here."

Thinking of this, Xiao Chen slapped the corpse king who looked expectant next to him.

The corpse king was also beaten with a dumbfounded look, and his face was full of "I am the corpse king! You just play around if you have nothing to do, I don't want face!!"

At this time, a mysterious scene suddenly appeared above the sky.

Large swaths of thunderclouds gathered at the top of Xiao Chen's head at an extremely fast speed. The thunderclouds carried thick and thick Razer snakes, forming a huge vortex above his head.

The thundercloud was pressing very low, and the entire sky dome under it would collapse.

The blue thunder snake flared its teeth and claws in the black cloud, making the scalp numb.

"Come here so fast, the place is small, you can smell it." Xiao Chen muttered.

Looking at the thundercloud that was lowering the pressure above his head, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and brought out a little soul fire from his eye sockets, and roughly patted half of his heart.

After doing this, Xiao Chen directly stuffed the heart wrapped in blue flames back into the hole in Ma Xiaohan's chest.

"Second idiot, I did everything that was supposed to be done. Whether or not this airport can wake up is entirely due to good luck. I slipped away."

Xiao Chen stood up and prepared to leave. After thinking about it, Xiao Chen then said, "If the airport can really wake up, tell her, honestly, don't just go around all day long and let this emperor get too dirty. Great cause and effect."

"Rumble."

There was a breathtaking thunder from the sky, and a thick blue thunder snake slammed straight down Xiao Chen's head.

"Roar."

Along with the rumbling of thunder, there was an earth-shattering roar from far away.

This wild roar with unparalleled power, actually forcibly shattered a lot of thunderclouds in the sky.

Xiao Chen squinted his eyes halfway, and stared in the direction that the voice came from.

"It's interesting, there is a bigger one."

Seeing that the thunder snake in the sky was about to smash its head, the air in front of Xiao Chen suddenly rippled.

Xiao Chen raised his **** to Leiyun, "One day this emperor will kill you and eat meat, mentally retarded God."

Xiao Chen finished speaking and stepped into the ripples in front of him.

The moment Xiao Chen stepped into the ripples, Ma Xiaohan on the ground suddenly opened his eyes, and his purple eyes flashed with a strange light.

Returning to the enchantment of resentment, Xiao Chen recovered his bones and became the young man again.

After doing this, Xiao Chen held his slap in front of his face with a few big ears.

"Let you do a lot of shit, make you nosy, let you pretend. If that guy comes back and finds that the soul fire is less, the pants will jump off."

While fanning, Xiao Chen led Luo Xiansi back towards the original path.

The reason for not breaking the enchantment in place, Xiao Chen thought that the place now is very different from the real world. What if he got out now and suddenly got into the belly of the mountain?

It's okay if you really want to get into the belly of the mountain, the girl is guilty.

Returning to the place where he first started, Xiao Chen's life exploded suddenly, like a bomb exploding in a small space, and the entire barrier was shattered by Bounce.

...

At this moment, Yanjing is in a small courtyard.

A beautiful woman in a long dress was bowing to a painting on the wall.

The things in the painting are very strange. They are not any well-known gods, and they may not even be considered as individuals.

The painting shows a skull head as white as jade, but the body is made up of black and lacquered fog. From a distance, this thing is indistinguishable from a monster.

At this time, a young girl stretched her head from behind the door frame.

The girl wears a double ponytail, and the makeup on her face is very delicate, but there is a strange energy on the girl's face. At first glance, it is a difficult master to deal with.

"Xiaoyu, come here for the incense." The long skirt girl said lightly.

The girl curled her lips reluctantly: "Master, you come to worship this skull head at this time of the year. Who is he, don't tell me if you ask you."

The eyes of the woman in the long skirt dropped slightly: "He is the benefactor of our Ma family. Without him, the inheritance of our Ma family may not be as complete as it is now, and it may even be broken."

The girl was reluctant to get incense. She really didn't understand. Her master was obviously very young. Why was she so lifeless all day, like an old man who had lived for a long time.

Moreover, the master always wears that out-of-date dress, and he doesn't know what is thinking in his head.

Magic City, Liuyun Mountain.

There is a big mountain in this magic capital, which can't be achieved by money alone.

Everyone knows that Liuyun Mountain's surname is Mo, and a young man from the Mo family lives on the mountain.

But one very strange thing is that the old people living around Liuyun Mountain always talk about why that person is still so young.

At this time, the younger generation in the family will think that the old man is always confused and not very clear-headed.

There is a small thatched house on Liuyun Mountain, and a painting is hung in the middle of the house.

In the painting is a jade-white skull head and a pitch-black body, which is not much different from the one in the small courtyard in Yanjing.

The only difference is that in this painting of thatched cottage on Liuyun Mountain, the skull raised his hand and pointed his **** to the sky.

A young man walked into the thatched hut, moving very slowly, looking like an old man.

The young man put incense on the portrait and sighed a little helplessly.

"Gongong, after so many years, Xiaohan still ignores me, what should I do?"