The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

When Long Xianxian heard the young master say "home", tears that had been stopped flowed out again.

"I don't have a home." Long Xianxian shook her head gently, her voice choked with deep sadness.

Yup! Where is Long Xianxian's home?

Home is where there is a family member, but Long Xianxian's family has long gone.

She is like a rootless duckweed floating in this world.

Nowhere to come, nowhere to go.

At this time, Long Xianxian suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood, and she collapsed softly.

Xiao Chen hugged Long Xianxian and looked at the girl blankly.

The voice of the **** of death appeared in Xiao Chen's heart, "She is going to leave. Her life span should have expired a year ago. She persisted until now, so I have to say that she is very powerful.

As the **** of death, she is most sensitive to things like life, and she may be more aware of Long Xianxian's situation than Xiao Chen.

"Let her enter the tide of death, although there is no way to make up for her life, but it can save her physical body."

Xiao Chen shook his head, Xiao Chen decided to just let Long Xianxian go!

This girl has been too bitter and tired all her life, it's time to sleep.

Long Xianxian raised her hand, trying to wipe off the black blood on the corner of her mouth, but her hand dropped halfway up.

She had no strength anymore. The moment she saw Xiao Chen, Long Xianxian knew she was leaving.

Although her last wish had been fulfilled, the strength that supported her to go on also disappeared.

Xiao Chen gently wiped the blood from the corners of Long Xianxian's mouth.

"Am I ugly now?" Long Xianxian's face suddenly became ruddy, with the peculiar shyness of a young girl.

Xiao Chen knew that this was nothing more than a flashback.

"Very beautiful." Xiao Chen gently trimmed Long Xian's hair, "I have never seen a beautiful girl like you in my life."

Long Xianxian laughed. This is the first time she laughed so happily in so many years.

"Although I know you are lying to me, I am still very happy, thank you." Long Xianxian's tears flowed down again.

Reluctant, relieved, at this moment her heart is mixed.

Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "I like to lie to people, but I never lie to women."

Xiao Chen gently hugged Long Xianxian. The girl was very thin and thin, and she was distressed.

"Where?" Long Xianxian buried his head deeply in Xiao Chen's chest, tears wet Xiao Chen's clothes.

Looking at the huge sacred mountain in the distance, Xiao Chen hugged Long Xianxian tightly, and said two words in a sonorous voice.

"Come back home."

"Go home?" Long Xianxian's breath became weaker and weaker. At this moment, she seemed to have fallen into a state of dreaming.

Xiao Chen hugged Long Xianxian and walked towards the holy mountain.

"Patriarch." A group of old people banged their heads on the ground frantically.

A group of old people are crying like children at the moment.

"Our Long Family's sorry for you!"

"He... what are they... talking about?" Long Xianxian's voice came out intermittently like a dream.

Looking at the group of crying old people, Xiao Chen said softly, "They said, safe journey."

"Thank you."

Hearing these two words, the emotions of a group of old people finally broke out. They burst into tears, heartbreaking.

"Just...that poem, can you read it again?" Long Xianxian raised his head with the last strength, looking at Xiao Chen expectantly.

"it is good."

Xiao Chen cleared his throat, and muttered in a low voice in a gentle mulberry voice that he had never heard before.

Xiao Chen's voice was very small, so small that only Long Xianxian could hear it.

Because this was Xiao Chen alone for Long Xianxian.

"That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing for a whole night, not for comprehension, but just to find your breath.

In that month, I turned all the prayer wheels, not for super-degree, just to touch your fingerprints.

That year, I kowtowed my head to embrace the dust, not to face the Buddha, but to stick to your warmth.

In that life, I traversed hundreds of thousands of mountains, not for cultivating the next life, but for meeting you on the road.

At that moment, I was ascended into a fairy, not for longevity, but for your peace and happiness..."

Long Xianxian left, lying quietly in Xiao Chen's arms, as if he was asleep.

In her life, perhaps she has never been so happy and at ease like this moment.

"In this life, turn the mountains and rivers to the pagoda! Not for cultivating the next life, just to meet you in this life."

...

"Go home." Standing at the foot of the huge sacred mountain, Xiao Chen said softly, even if Long Xianxian couldn't hear it anymore.

Xiao Chen's mother walked out of the room and saw Long Xianxian in Xiao Chen's arms, and the spatula in her hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"Xianxian, what's wrong with you, Xianxian, Xianxian..."

Xiao Chen's mother softly called Long Xianxian's name, tears kept falling.

Long Xianxian lived with Xiao Chen's mother for several years, to this poor girl.

Xiao Chen's mother had long regarded her as her daughter.

But things are impermanent. Last time we said goodbye and met again, it became eternal.

Xiao Chen shook his head lightly and smiled.

Few people have seen Xiao Chen smile so sad.

Xiao Chen buried Long Xianxian at the foot of the holy mountain.

There are no tombstones, no flowers, no tributes, nothing, only a small bag of soil.

Perhaps after many years, this little bag will disappear, and no one will remember it at that time.

In this world, there was once a girl named Long Xianxian.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged in front of the little dirt bag, looked at the sky with long white clouds, and said softly.

"Good journey."

...

At dawn the next day, Xiao Chen left before the dirt bag.

Life and death, Xiao Chen experienced too much.

In any case, life will continue. You can be sad, but you can't stop.

Xiao Chen cleared up his mood and rushed to the college.

Today is the day when the Grand Tournament officially begins, and it is also the day Xiao Chen promised to hand over the murderer.

A little golden bug flew in front of Xiao Chen, and it was Xiao Jin who was going to monitor the people of the Night Tan World.

"Great Emperor, it's difficult."

Xiao Jin fell on Xiao Chen's shoulder, his tone a little anxious.

"No hurry, speak slowly." Xiao Chen looked at Xiao Jin and said softly.

At the same time, Xiao Chen was also a little curious, no matter how little Jin was, he was also a creature living on a foolish dog.

Being with a pseudo-emperor all day, its vision and courage should be very good.

Why are you so scared now?

Seeing Xiao Chen's calm and calm appearance, Xiao Jin jumped eagerly.

"A big world called Night Tale will soon come here and completely occupy it."

"Huh?" Xiao Chen frowned.

Xiaojin nodded his head and said, "I heard their voices and understood the whole thing."

Xiao Chen nodded, "Say as he walks."