The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

Sima Xing raised his head and jokingly said, "Miss Yueyue is really beautiful, isn't she?"

"I have an idea, do you want to hear it?" Sima Xing asked with a smile.

Without waiting for Xiao Chen to respond, Sima Xing's face suddenly turned sullen, and he smiled with his neck: "Twist your head off and hang it by the bed. You can watch when Shu Yueyue and I are in Yunyu, haha... …"

He wanted to anger Xiao Chen, because when people were angry, their heads were always unconscious.

Even with the winning ticket, he tried his best to play with his cleverness.

Xiao Chen was no longer the supreme emperor who had no seven emotions and six desires. He was now an individual, an out-and-out person.

Xiao Chen has all his shortcomings as a person, such as irritability.

Sima Xing successfully angered Xiao Chen, but the consequences were beyond his ability to bear.

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and laughed like a neurotic. Sima Xing's scalp exploded with that crazy look and the tyrannical aura of that suit.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a large number of cracks appeared on the entire martial arts stage, and the cracks spread like a spider web like a cobweb.

When Sima Xing saw this scene, his heart was shocked. Looking at the crazy Xiao Chen who was smiling, he regretted it a little. Yes, he regretted to provoke Xiao Chen.

"boom!"

There is no nonsense, and there is no need to talk nonsense, because Xiao Chen never talks nonsense to the dead.

Xiao Chen stepped heavily on his feet, and the terrifying power gushed out directly from his feet.

In an instant, the violent power made the martial arts stage, which the Raven Dynasty was so proud of, to jump up and down.

Sima Xing wanted to move, and wanted to use his body that hadn't entered the thirteenth realm to fight this incredible scene.

But suddenly he couldn't move, he couldn't even breathe.

Xiao Chen didn't know when he had already arrived in front of him, and that big hand pinched Sima Xing's neck like a vise.

"You are far from Yixian."

This was the last word Sima Xing heard in his life, and then he saw his body.

Someone has said that if the head falls fast enough, the consciousness will not disappear immediately, and the head can see the scene of his blood spurting.

At this moment, Sima Xing really saw his headless body and the pillar of blood on his neck that looked like a small fountain.

"If you step on the horse and then force me!" Xiao Chen tugged at his neck, speaking nervously to Sima Xing's head.

Of course the dead could not respond, only those eyes that stared at Xiao Chen tightly.

"Bang! Bang!"

Xiao Chen went up with two punches and exploded those eyes that were not staring at him. Xiao Chen really annoyed people like Sima Xing!

At this moment, the world is dead, no one dares to believe what is happening in front of them, or does not want to believe it!

Xiao Chen threw Sima Xing's head on the ground, like kicking a ball, wandering out of the shattered martial arts stage with his head.

That indifferent appearance, it seems that what he just killed was not a super master of the thirteen realms, but just squeezed an ant to death.

In fact, otherwise, if an innocent ant was accidentally pinched to death, Xiao Chen might still sigh for the fragility of life, and if a neurosis develops, he might even erect a monument for the tragic death of the ant.

In Xiao Chen's eyes, Sima Xing couldn't compare to an ant.

Xiao Chen kicked Sima Xing in the head, like a urchin, all the way to the dragon chair in the Golden Luang Temple.

The dark red bloodstain stretched all the way, and the faint smell of blood shocked everyone's hearts.

Everyone lowered their heads, even Yi Ming, Ming Xia and others who supported Xiao Chen didn't dare to look up.

They seem to have only begun to know Xiao Chen now.

That incomparable sense of oppression, as well as the indifferent indifference, can be perfectly integrated in a person, they have never seen such a person.

"Shoot."

Xiao Chen turned, Bigfoot volleyed, kicking Sima Xing's head out of the hall.

His head traversed a graceful arc, and hung on the roof of the sunny building impartially.

The breeze is not dry and the sun is just right. The roof of this building is an excellent place to view, but Sima Xing's dead head can't see all of this.

...

Having fulfilled his promise, Xiao Chen clapped his hands happily, and sat down on the golden dragon chair.

The first thing that came to mind was Yi Ming and the early summer of Ming Dynasty.

The beautiful eyes in the early summer of Ming Dynasty were full of strange looks.

At almost the same time, she knelt down with Yi Ming.

"Long live my emperor, long live long live."

Until this voice sounded, everyone came back to their senses, without any hesitation, they all knelt down.

"Long live my emperor, long live long live..."

The sound resounded through the palace.

However, Xiao Chen looked like a monkey. He looked around here and there, looking like a hillbilly who had never seen the world before.

"The emperor, the emperor..."

Shu Wangjing carefully reminded Xiao Chen who was having fun.

"Ahem..."

Xiao Chen coughed a little awkwardly, and raised his right hand, seeming to feel that this was not too domineering, and stretched out his left hand.

Learning the appearance of the emperor Lao Tzu on TV, Xiao Chen sullen his face, "All the love is flat."

"Haha..." Xiao Chen felt a little awkward, and laughed out himself first.

It seems that I am not an emperor!

"Xiao Ming, what should I do next?" Xiao Chen asked with a smile.

"Xiao Ming?" Yi Ming was stunned for a moment. Although this name was very friendly, it was a bit weird, but Yi Ming couldn't say anything about it.

"Notify the world." Yi Ming bowed and replied respectfully.

"Humph!"

Xiao Chen coughed twice, pretending to be straight.

"Then tell the world, to the little master...Bah, to me, choose three thousand concubines with **** and thin buttocks."

"Ahem..." Shu Wangjing coughed twice, almost choking himself to death.

What the **** is this telling the world?

"Big head..." At this time, Nine-tailed Fox led Shu Yueyue and rushed into the hall. As for the guards, how could he stop Nine-tailed Fox.

Seeing Xiao Chen really all right, Shu Yueyue laughed tearfully.

"Well into a decent way." Shu Wangjing glared at Shu Yueyue.

Xiao Chen's eyes lit up, and he waved at Shu Yueyue.

This girl couldn't control what occasion it was, so she rushed over happily and suddenly jumped into Xiao Chen's arms.

"Sit down, sit down, sit down..."

Xiao Chen pressed the restless Shu Yueyue on the dragon chair, but he stood up.

Xiao Chen cleared his throat and said with a smile: "Today, I give way to Shu Yueyue. From now on, I will ask you all to help me."

Is this **** a joke?

A group of ministers looked at each other, and finally someone stood up to oppose it.

"Your Majesty must never do it. For countless years in the dynasty, there has never been a precedent for a woman to be in power, and Miss Shu is too young to be competent."