The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

When Zhang Bo appeared again, he carried a small box in his hand, and a group of people followed him.

When the group of people saw the headless corpse, everyone gasped and talked.

The Master of Qianxiedong, not only a master in the wilderness, but also a chess piece arranged by the Lu Family in the Silent River, now he died so badly.

"To shut up."

Zhang Bo yelled violently, and the discussion behind him stopped immediately. It seems that he is also quite majestic in this Thousand Evil Cave.

Zhang Bo handed the small box to Xiao Chen: "Senior, this is the dead jade in the entire Qianxiedong."

Xiao Chen took the box and weighed it, and nodded in satisfaction.

Xiao Chen patted Zhang Bo on the shoulder, and Zhang Bo was scared to death.

Seeing Zhang Bo frightened like a little bastard, Xiao Chen's eyelids jumped a few times: "Why are you so nervous? This emperor is not a devil."

"No...not nervous, mainly because the predecessor's domineering aura is too strong, making the villain shiver."

"Shameless." This is the voice of everyone present.

Xiao Chen jumped back to the big tree, looked at the mess of big rocks around, thought for a moment and said to Zhang Bo, "How many such rocks are there?"

Zhang Bo looked at the stones, bent over and respectfully said: "Senior, this kind of stones are only available near the Qianxie Cave, and there won't be too many."

Xiao Chen nodded: "This place will be yours from now on. I'll give you a task to collect all these stones."

Zhang Bo is also the old fritters, without asking the reason at all, he agreed.

...

Xiao Chen stood on the big tree, looked into the distance, and looked at Luo Xiansi who was stunned by him, and decided to go back and solve Luo Xiansi's problem first.

The butcher took the box in Xiao Chen's hand like a dogleg: "How can an adult do this kind of rough work! Just leave it to me."

The blood lady looked at the butcher with contempt, but the butcher didn't care at all, she even raised the box in her hands triumphantly.

The butcher had made up his mind, he must stick to Xiao Chen's thigh, a master in the wilderness, kill him if he wants to kill him. Where can he find such a thick thigh.

The tree went upstream and set off on the way home.

...

The silent river at night is still terrifying and mysterious.

Next to a dead mountain, a small boat docked at the foot of the mountain, and there was no one on board.

An emerald green lantern was inserted in the bow of the ship, like a ghostly fire, as if it was guiding the souls back home.

There is a winding staircase beside Death Mountain. The staircase is very narrow and I am very small, so I can only put it down on the sole of a person's foot.

Walking on such a ladder, people have to get up to speed, otherwise they may fall off the cliff and be shattered.

At this time, on the top of this dead mountain, there were bright lights and loud voices.

Such a scene is incompatible with the silent river, which makes people feel very abrupt.

On the top of the mountain is a large open space, as if someone deliberately cut off the tip of the mountain, and then left this open space.

There are two blue-brick houses on the top of the mountain. The houses seem to be a few years old, and they are covered with green moss everywhere.

At the moment, the blue brick house is full of joy and excitement.

Red lanterns are hung around the tiled house, and the big Chinese characters on the lanterns are very eye-catching.

From time to time, people around Wafang shuttled back and forth, busy and busy, and from time to time there were chattering and laughter coming far from the house.

In this way, someone should be married.

In the darkness far away from the tile house, there were several figures standing there, just like a group of people on Leng Xiaolu.

They originally wanted to enter the safe zone before dark, and the safe zone in this area was on the top of this dead mountain.

When they came to the top of the mountain with great effort, they saw this beaming picture.

A group of people stood in the dark for some time, no one spoke, and the depressive atmosphere dispersed around the few people.

Yuchiba looked at the scene of the Nawa room, and asked with an urn voice, "Uncle Lu, are we the hell? When has this safe zone been so lively?"

The middle-aged man did not answer, but looked at the old boatman standing beside him, and seemed to be asking for his opinion.

The old man shook his head slightly: "The ghost king gets married."

Gongzumeng frowned and asked, "When did the Silent River come with so many dirty things?"

The old man looked up at the blood-red moon, and sighed: "When the blood moon is in the sky, there must be evildoers, and the river of silence is in chaos."

"Why don't we stay here for one night? Don't go to the tiled house."

Leng Xiaolu hugged the kitten and said weakly.

The middle-aged man shook his head: "This is not a real safe zone. Over time, it will become very dangerous."

"Then what to do, do you want to go to the same room with those ghosts?" Gongzumeng said reluctantly.

"You are willing, but people may not be willing!" Yu Chiba replied with a shrug.

"Squeak." The wooden door of Wafang's disrepair was slowly opened, squeak! The door opened was unusually harsh.

A figure walked out of the tiled house, wearing a big red groom's outfit.

He was a very handsome man with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a tall stature.

The bridegroom said with a fist into the darkness: "Since you are here, why not enter the house for a while."

The bridegroom officer's remarks obviously regarded himself as the master of this place.

"Damn, the ghost is so arrogant." Yuchiba had the strongest temperament. He couldn't understand the groom's manners on the spot, and he had to go to kill him when he got up.

Putting a hand on Yuchiba's shoulder and holding him down, the middle-aged man's voice rang in Yuchiba's ear: "Don't move, he's not talking about us."

Yuchiba looked up at his surroundings blankly. There seemed to be no one else besides them!

At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes, and a thick black mist formed not far away from a few people.

An extraordinary horse kicked out of the black fog.

In stark contrast to the thick black mist, this horse is white and does not have a single hair on its body.

A general with bright silver armor sat firmly on the horseback with a bright silver spear in his hand, making the general look mighty and domineering.

"What a beautiful little horse." Leng Xiaolu looked at the white horses with little stars all over him, and there was almost no water flowing out of him.

The kitten in his arms gave a soft cry, and then his little paw slammed on Leng Xiaolu's face, seeming to be very dissatisfied with the host's empathy.

The general rode a white horse towards the tile house. When he was about to reach the tile house, the general turned his head and glanced at the place where everyone was standing.

It was this simple glance that made everyone feel like falling into an ice cave, and all the goose bumps all over their body.

"Old Wu has a good chance of winning." The middle-aged man asked with a heavy tone.

"There is no chance."