The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Xiao Chen stepped on Yuchiba's head, looking at the soft voice of the master.

Xiao Chen grinned and said, "It's not impossible to let me let the three of them go, unless you let me kiss them."

"what?"

Leng Xiaolu was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he stuttered: "This...this...it's not good."

At this time, the three people floating in the river heard Xiao Chen's request. Although they were dying after drinking the river water, they still looked at Xiao Chen strangely.

At this time, Xiao Chen exerted force under his feet and stepped on Yu Chiba again.

"Xiaolu...gulugulu...help...gulugulu" Yuchiba snorted and sank.

Seeing Yuchiba's miserable appearance, the middle-aged man and Gongzumeng looked at Leng Xiaolu with imploring expressions.

Leng Xiaolu blushed, and nodded after the eyes that could not meet the prayers of the two.

At this time, the kitten in Leng Xiaolu's arms suddenly broke away, and suddenly jumped onto Leng Xiaolu's shoulder.

The kitten screamed softly at Xiao Chen on Leng Xiaolu's shoulder, and then used his small paw to poke the bangs on the left of Leng Xiaolu.

The little cat looked at Xiao Chen expectantly, as if really motioning to Xiao Chen to kiss here.

"Little, what are you doing?"

Leng Xiaolu took the kitten back into his arms, lowered his head and pulled at the kitten's face, "Don't be naughty, Xiaoxiao."

Seeing Leng Xiaolu's promise, Xiao Chen's liver trembled and jumped onto the boat.

Xiao Chen glanced at the collagen on Leng Xiaolu's face and nodded with satisfaction, and said like a hooligan: "It looks like a real water spirit."

"Meow~"

The kitten yelled softly at Xiao Chen, with a grin full of smiles.

Xiao Chen touched Leng Xiaolu's head, and Leng Xiaolu was almost buried in front of his chest.

Xiao Chen smiled: "It's just teasing you."

Leng Xiaolu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard Xiao Chen's words. He raised his head and his eyes were foggy, as if mercury was flowing.

"Thanks...thank you." Leng Xiaolu said weakly.

Xiao Chen looked at the top of Leng Xiaolu's head, and there was an unpredictable purple qi that changed over his head.

"It's actually purple luck." Xiao Chen couldn't help sighing.

The so-called luck is the most elusive thing. According to Xiao Chen's understanding, Tiandi recognizes you as your own son, and you will be lucky if you lie down in the future.

And purple air luck is very, very rare. This kind of air luck has the qualifications to become emperors and great powers. Even so, there are many people who die in the middle of the air luck.

What Xiao Chen didn't understand was that, judging from the current situation, it should be impossible for people with purple aura and luck on the earth to appear.

"Is that so-called big era coming soon?" Xiao Chen muttered in his heart.

"Well, brother, can I save them first?" Leng Xiaolu asked cautiously, looking at the three guys floating on the surface of the river with a look of lovelessness.

"What's the panic, get used to it when the bubble rises."

"Ah!" Leng Xiaolu touched his head somewhat at a loss.

Xiao Chen looked at Leng Xiaolu, thinking of this kid's kind behavior in the small town.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but shook his head and said, "Goodness is not a bad thing, but goodness that is indiscriminate and irresponsible is a great evil. Walk alone on the main road. Use your brain before doing things."

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, he floated back above his big tree.

Leng Xiaolu didn't understand Xiao Chen's inexplicable words at all, and looked at Xiao Chen's back a little blankly.

Back on top of the big tree, black energy surged under Xiao Chen's feet, and the big tree moved forward with great speed.

"You can pay back the kiss that you owe the Emperor." Xiao Chen's voice came from a distance, causing Leng Xiaolu to blush again.

Leng Xiaolu picked up the three of Yuchiba, Yuchiba's mouth bubbled and said cruelly: "I...Guru...sooner or later...will kill...Guru...this kid."

The middle-aged man mobilized his qi, quickly spit out the water in his belly, looked at the old man with his eyes closed and asked, "Uncle Wu, what do you think."

The old man in the boat, called Uncle Wu, opened his eyes, looking at the direction Xiao Chen left with his muddy eyes.

Uncle Wu sighed heavily, "Unfathomable."

The middle-aged man already knows that Uncle Wu is the only heir to the producer of Ghost Ship. I don't know how many years he has been in Taiping Town, and he is also afraid of their paternal master.

But the old man just guarded the river of silence and never took a step out of the town, otherwise there would be a peerless master in the wilderness.

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "If you meet this young man again, don't provoke it again. If I read correctly, the woman on the tree should be the second master of the blood evil alliance, a tricky figure in the Diamond Realm. Such a character is respectful to that young man, and his background is no worse than our five surnames and ten tribes."

"In addition, I will report the matter to the family truthfully and let the family decide how to deal with this matter."

Both Dream of Public Loss and Yuchiba nodded in anger. They are not stupid. They know what to do and not to do.

The middle-aged man looked at the sky. At this time, the sky had already begun to glow, and it would be dark soon.

"Botian Wu is about to get dark, so let's go to the safe area first. There is no room for living things at night here."

The middle-aged man took out a palm-sized stone carving from his carrying bag. Looking at the stone carving, the middle-aged man looked sad.

"Did something happen at the end of the Silent River?"

Uncle Wu held the boat and headed forward.

...

"My lord, my admiration for you is like the endless rivers of Taotao, and the flooding of the Yellow River. From now on, I will be the loyal dog of the adults. The adults will let me go west, and I will never go east, my lord. If you want me to eat shit, I will never drink soup, do you want a bun?"

Above the big tree, seeing Xiao Chen treating those people with no temper at all, the butcher secretly made up his mind to stick to Xiao Chen like a dogskin plaster, not even the people of five surnames and ten tribes. Where can I find my thigh?

When the blood lady heard the butcher's words, she got goose bumps all over her body. This fat guy really didn't need any morals at all.

Hearing the butcher mentioning the bun, Xiao Chen couldn't help but think of the black tuft in the butcher's hand just now, and Xiao Chen shuddered.

Xiao Chen punched the butcher in the eye socket, "I'll kill you and feed the dog if the fat guy picks up the buns."

The butcher squatted on the tree, clutching his bruised eyes and almost cried again.

...

The sky gradually darkened, but there was still a small river with no end in sight.

The butcher paced back and forth on the big tree, his expression unusually anxious.

The blood lady watched the butcher dangling there, and asked irritably: "Butcher, you have something wrong, what's wrong with ADHD?"

With a fat face, the butcher looked at Xiao Chen who was standing at the forefront, looking like he was hesitant to speak.

The blood lady knew that this guy was scared of being beaten up, and some gloated and said, "If you have something to say, what are you afraid of?"

The butcher thought for a long time, gritted his teeth, and said generously: "My lord, or let's go to the safe area first, this silent river can't wait for the night."