The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Heifeng held his pig's hoofs and looked at Xiao Chen swimming around in the big wooden barrel.

Some doubts asked: "Brother Chen, don't you hurt?"

Xiao Chen stretched his head out of the potion, tears streaming down his face.

"Do you **** think I hurt?"

Hei Feng discovered at this moment that dense cracks appeared on Xiao Chen's skin.

Through the cracks, you can actually see some red flesh.

Heifeng's scalp was numb, and he really responded to that sentence. If you want to be distinguished, you must first suffer.

Those big people with boundless scenery, which one did not come here.

Talent can only make your starting point higher than others, but if you don't have a tenacious heart, a will like steel.

Even if you are the darling of the heavens, you will eventually be trampled on the ground.

Xiao Chen is a great emperor, and people only saw infinite scenery and power, but never saw the sins Xiao Chen suffered behind his back.

Before becoming an emperor, Xiao Chen suffered a sin on the road of cultivation, which was not imaginable by ordinary people.

Xiao Chen is a true man of great perseverance and great boldness.

Suffering is just a small lesson on Xiao Chen's path of cultivation.

"Dead pig, don't watch it, sing a song to listen to it, divert my attention."

Xiao Chen’s painful facial features were all screwed together, and now he understood it.

Some people would rather be mediocre for a lifetime, why don't they want to practice martial arts anymore.

This is simply a living **** of peeling skin.

And this is just the beginning.

Hei Feng thought carefully for a while, twisting his round **** and said: "Brother Chen, I can't sing a song, or should I give you a pole dance? I watched it on the earth, which is exciting. Up."

"puff……"

Xiao Chen almost didn't spray out a mouthful of old blood.

"You are on the earth, where did you go fooling around? You are a pig!"

"What's the matter with the pig, the pig can't watch pole dancing anymore, who made it?" Hei Feng was full of disdain.

Heifeng said, not knowing where he took out a steel pipe and inserted it on the edge of the big wooden barrel.

This guy stood up, like a person, twisted enchantingly.

"Come on, be happy, have a lot of time anyway..."

Seeing the enchanting dancing posture and the amorous look in his eyes, Xiao Chen almost vomited it out overnight on the spot.

"roll……"

"Come on, you play slowly, I'll find you something to eat."

Hei Feng looked at Xiao Chen who was about to vomit, and his very witty feet smeared oil.

Liu Su Mingyue wiped her tears while she was watching, feeling out the mountain **** jade distressedly.

A green light flashed, and Xiao Chen's cracked skin gradually healed.

But Xiao Chen screamed like a pig.

"Little ancestor, what are you doing?"

Liu Su Mingyue shook her hands in fright and almost didn't slip into the medicine barrel.

Liu Su Mingyue quickly grabbed the mountain **** jade and stammered: "I...I...I will repair your body."

"puff……"

This time Xiao Chen really spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The thing about tempering the physique is to stand up after a break.

Let the body fully absorb the effects of the medicine while it is broken.

This little guy was fine, and a mountain **** jade came up and restored the body that had just been broken by the stimulation of the herbal medicine.

This means that after soaking for so long just now, it is considered a white bubble.

But Xiao Chen had a super good mentality when he was not insane.

Xiao Chen didn't mean to blame Liu Su Mingyue at all, and he didn't even bother to explain why he didn't use the mountain **** jade.

"Puff...Little ancestor, go and play elsewhere. There is really nowhere to go. Just dance and sing a song for me."

Liu Su Mingyue pursed her small mouth, full of grievances, and put away the mountain **** jade.

After thinking for a while, I decided to sing a song to this big pervert.

Why not dance? Because this big pervert is very itchy hands, like to lift skirts.

"I want to go back to the oil lamp

Turn on the lights in the fairy tale

I want to go to the river again

Catch up the dream in the creek

I want to climb the mountain apricot tree again

Shake down the golden ground all over..."

The fringed bright moon sounded like a song of heaven.

This is the elf who was born without returning to the mountain. As an elf, Tassel Mingyue is born with a good voice, and of course she has a peerless dancing posture.

Xiao Chen listened a little attentively, and the sting of the potion seemed to be relieved a lot.

In the soft and soft singing, Xiao Chen seemed to see the small river in front of the door, the lawn in the fence, and the plane trees in the distance.

Xiao Chen seemed to have returned to Minghai City and returned home.

At home, the quiet Xiao Manyu looked at the comic book. She seemed to be serious, perhaps worrying about a lot of love letters.

My mother was busy in the kitchen, calling her father's name in her mouth.

Like a silly roe deer, his father rushed out of the study and laughed with his wife.

Gougan was sitting on the lawn outside the door, a group of cats and dogs surrounded her, she was smiling happily, and the sun shining on her flawless face was breathtakingly beautiful.

The years are quiet.

"Homesick?" At the end of the song, Xiao Chen looked at Liu Su Mingyue and asked softly.

Tassel rubbed her red nose and nodded gently.

"When I succeed in cultivation, I will take you home." Xiao Chen smiled and narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah." Tassel Mingyue nodded obediently.

"By the way, Mr. Shan Ling, Mr. Luliu, and the billions of mountain ghosts proposed marriage."

Xiao Chen said cheerfully.

"Hate, big pervert." Liu Su Mingyue flushed with shame, inciting transparent wings, and disappeared in a hurry.

"Oh, don't go, the dance hasn't been done yet, what color are you wearing today..."

Without the tassel, Mingyue distracted, and the terrifying effect of the potion attacked the brain again, and the painful Xiao Chen's brain exploded.

This kind of pain may be unbearable for ordinary monks, but for Xiao Chen, it is not a big deal after all.

If nothing happened, Xiao Chen just started howling.

"Hey, hey, hey..."

The feeble howl spread far, far away.

This bubble was just an hour. After Xiao Chen got acquainted with the pain, he almost fell asleep lying in the big wooden barrel.

Wu Wudi had gathered all the herbs for tomorrow, and when he came back he saw the sleepy Xiao Chen.

The golden body trembled, and a drop or two of golden sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Soaking the potion, can soak the sleeping person, there is only one copy of Brother Chen."

"Invincible, you are back!" Looking at Wu Wudi, Xiao Chen opened his eyes listlessly.

"Yeah." Wu Wudi nodded softly, jumped onto Xiao Chen's shoulder, and carefully checked the color of the potion.

"Brother Chen is almost done, come here today!"

"Yeah." Xiao Chen jumped up all of a sudden.

"Hiss." The movement was too great, the cracks on his body were torn, and Xiao Chen gasped in pain for a while.

"By the way, invincible, when you are practicing, how to deal with the cracks in this body after soaking the potion?"